Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

Jiang Xuanling was very surprised, he didn't understand what was going on in Li Mingjue's mind all day long.

How can you not see the natural charm when you are young?

In Jiang Xuanling's mind, when Li Mingjue was a child, he was sallow and thin, sucking two lines of snot, standing shyly behind his seniors, with a dull expression on his face.

Then look at the young man lying in his arms with a blushing face and blurred eyes.There is no way to connect them together.

If he had known that the two would become Taoist couples in the future and conceived a child together, Jiang Xuanling should have treated Li Mingjue better at the beginning, and should have brought him up by his side and taught him himself.

After all, he ignored Li Mingjue's many years of growing up experience. Jiang Xuanling didn't remember Li Mingjue's first vest technique, and he didn't know how many times he fell down when he learned to fly with a sword.

He obviously lives on the same mountain, but Jiang Xuanling has always been vague about Li Mingjue's growth experience, and has forgotten many times that he had a young apprentice.

If it weren't for the accidental collision at the beginning, the two people had a skin-to-skin relationship, maybe this kind of intersection would not be possible in this life.

And he will never get married or have children in his life.

Even more can not understand the so-called seven emotions and six desires.

Jiang Xuanling's heart was so soft that he couldn't say anything to refuse because of his guilt towards his apprentice.

Just like that, imprisoning him in his arms, wantonly kissing the boy's eyebrows, biting the delicate and small Adam's apple.

Li Mingjue didn't have much concentration at all, he was out of breath a long time ago, he looked at the face of the master with winking eyes, the candle flickered slightly, everything in front of him seemed indistinct.

There was a babbling sound coming from outside, and I don't know which singer on the boat started singing again, all of which were unbearably obscene | It's heart-wrenching.

After singing a short section, the guests slapped the table and applauded from outside, and the words they said were very unpleasant.

Such as "This woman's voice is not bad", "This bitch plays the pipa well", "How much is it for a night", "Don't stop, keep singing", "Brothers, you can only rest when you are drunk. "...

And so on, Li Ming felt too noisy, and felt very annoyed, and wanted to drive people away, but he also felt that this is what makes a living for other singers.

If he was overwhelmed with sympathy for a while, he went to rescue the singer, beat up those guests, and when he and the master left this place, those guests would make things difficult for the singer.

Saving her for a while, can't save her for a lifetime, all living beings are suffering, that's how it is.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, the door and window were knocked open by something, and fell into the room with a bang.

Li Mingjue trembled all over. Before he realized what happened, he was protected by his master in his arms. In an instant, he was fully dressed.

"What the hell? The Flying Pig?"

Li Mingjue jumped off the bed, and saw that the one who crashed into the room was a drunken smelly man who fell on his back and was like a dead pig.

He was still muttering something, saying that the little beauty would have another drink.

It was a good time, the whole fucking was disturbed by these ordinary people, Li Mingjue was already dissatisfied with desire, now he became even more angry, grabbed the collar of the dead pig on the ground with one hand, and dragged him to the window, regardless of the master's stop.

With a light leap, Li Mingjue jumped from the window to the deck, kicked the dead pig into the cabin, and said angrily, "Who the hell did this? Get out and apologize to me!"

The people in the cabin were so frightened that they ran away, and the singers hugged their pipas, their faces paled.Only a man in black clothes sitting in a corner was unmoved, drinking wine by himself.

Li Mingjue lifted the bead curtain and stepped into the cabin, just as the man in black looked up, and the moment the two looked at each other, the man in black threw away the wine cup, jumped up from his seat in an instant, and flew into Li Mingjue's arms.

How should I put that posture, it's like rushing to be reincarnated, and she rushed over with a whoosh.

Li Mingjue secretly considered whether it would be better to kick the person away with a kick, or to send him flying with a slap.

The black shadow rushed over, and with a face full of joy, he called him loudly: "Mingjue! What a coincidence, I met you here!"

"Unfortunately, we don't know each other well! I don't know you!"

Li Mingjue pushed the person away and waved his hands again and again.

Yan Li said: "How could it be possible that you don't know me? When you got married, I even came to give gifts and made trouble in the bridal chamber. How can you say you don't know me now?"

"Oh, I see, Taoist disciples just say what they say and what they don't mean!"

Yan Li was drunk, smiling at Li Mingjue with red eyes, as if looking at someone else through him, whispering, "I miss you, I miss you so much, I miss you all the time. But you Don’t miss me, and don’t want to come over to see me.”

Li Mingjue: Are you sick?