Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

Li Mingjue thought about it, and felt that this alone was not enough.In case the senior brothers came back to realize that it was he who took the love with a knife and put the master to sleep-wouldn't it be necessary to kill him one by one and cut him alive?

How can this work?

So, he cleared his throat and said again: "Among you senior brothers, Mingjue is the youngest, with a pure and gentle temperament, and good conduct. If this seat returns to Chaos in the future, no matter how many of you senior brothers, who will succeed you?" After taking the position of suzerain, Mingjue will be the elder holding the sword, no one can neglect him, nor can he deal with him, unless he himself does not want to live."

This is what he thought, being the suzerain is too tiring, no matter what you do, you have to worry about everything, and it is easy to be jealous of others.Elders holding swords are different. If one person counts, more than [-] people are idlers.It is most suitable for taking care of the rest of the world.

The more Jiang Xuanling listened to it, the more he felt that what the little apprentice said was very wrong. He was still alive and well. With his current cultivation, let alone his body returned to Chaos, he might be able to consume the grandson of an ordinary mortal to death.

How can he arrange his affairs clearly now, and still want to be a sword-wielding elder... let Li Mingjue be the teacher's wife of all the disciples, and just wrong him like this?

What good is a mere elder holding a sword?

Or was it that Li Mingjue wished for him to die sooner, so he even started to make arrangements for his afterlife?

Li Mingjue didn't hear any movement outside for a long time, and wondered if Brother Lin had left.So, he walked slowly to the door, gently opened the crack of the door to have a look, suddenly caught a glimpse of the master's face, and immediately shut the door heavily with a bang in fright.

His heart was beating wildly, and he thought to himself that he was done. He made clear arrangements for Shizun's funeral, and Shizun heard all of it.

Will the master arrange his affairs in a fit of anger?

There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but in a flash, Li Mingjue had an idea. He squinted his eyes, stretched out his hands, and muttered: "... a big watermelon, I cut it in half, Shizun half, I half... "

Jiang Xuanling raised his hand and pushed the door open, just when he heard this sentence, he immediately frowned, raised his eyes and glanced at the young apprentice's enigmatic expression, and immediately understood what he understood.

Not to expose the tricks he was playing, seeing the little apprentice's hand groping over, grabbed it, pulled it forward, looked down at him, and said calmly: "Mingjue, are you sleepwalking?"

Li Mingjue was ecstatic in his heart, and secretly thought that his ability to put on a show had reached the point of perfection, it would be a pity not to go to the streets to perform and smash boulders on his chest.

Staggering, he fell into Master's arms, his chin resting on Master's shoulder, and muttered: "I...I can still drink! Don't pull me, I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"

"..." Jiang Xuanling was slightly taken aback, and suddenly realized, "Oh, so I was drunk, come, Master has hangover soup here, Master will feed you to drink."

When Li Mingjue heard it, he immediately felt that the master's hangover soup must not be something serious, so he sneaked a glance through his eyes, and saw that the master was holding his hand and groping for his belt.

"Come on, have a few sips to soothe your hangover."

Just as he was speaking, the belt had been untied, and the layers of outer clothes were hanging down. Jiang Xuanling put one hand on the young apprentice's waist, sat down on the chair, and raised his hand to push him down.

Li Mingjue's face was buried under Master's waist and abdomen, and he was almost suffocated.

I thought to myself, Master is quite old, how can he play more gaudy than young people.

Last night he had been tossing and tossing all night, and he woke up early in the morning. He was so lustful and lustful. If he didn't have a face that was cold and dusty, he wouldn't have the appearance of a fairy.

It can be seen that it is a terrible thing to break the ruthless way of the immortal.

Li Mingjue struggled to poke his face out, stopped pretending, blinked his eyes, and said seriously: "Master, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't talk nonsense, and cursed the master to die sooner in private. The disciple knows that Wrong, the master should punish the disciple heavily, and there must be no mercy in the slightest."

Said what the master wanted to say, so that the master had nothing to say. Could the master have the heart to arrange his affairs after seeing him so obedient?

After Jiang Xuanling listened, he lifted his chin and said, "It's rare to see you being so obedient. You can continue to talk, this seat listens, what do you want this seat to do with you."

"Master's seats are all male disciples, and he has never accepted female disciples. Why don't the disciples change into a skirt and do a [-]-touch show for the master, how about it?"

Jiang Xuanling was not angry at all, but felt that since the little apprentice took the initiative to admit his mistake, it would not be good not to punish him. Hearing that he was going to change into a woman's clothes and perform the [-]-touch dance for him, he felt a little immoral. Want to come."

When Li Mingjue heard it, he mistakenly thought that the master felt that this kind of shame was not enough, and suddenly thought of something, and proposed: "Master, otherwise, this disciple will find a piece of ginger, cut it into the shape of the master, and then peel and wash it. Jing, and then he opened the way first, held it in his mouth, and danced eighteen touches to show the master, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xuanling's breath was suddenly suffocated, and he looked down at him in disbelief, thinking, the little apprentice is so young, yet he is still a seasoned veteran, not only knows how to play, but also taught him how to play with his body.

I was afraid that I would not have enough fun, so I tried my best.

He can even think of ginger, what else can't he do?

Before he could speak, Li Mingjue leaned on his knees like a snake, blinked his eyes and said: "If the master is willing to agree to the disciple, let alone dance for the master in a skirt with ginger in his mouth, the disciple will take the initiative to seek pregnancy." Spirit pill, give Master a boost and give him seventy or eighty babies!"

It is very rare to have two and three children at once. Jiang Xuanling has never heard of a Taoist couple who can give birth to seventy or eighty children in one breath. pig.

Hearing it, he naturally didn't believe it, but since the little apprentice wanted to give birth to him, there was nothing wrong with it, satisfying him was the duty that a Taoist companion should perform.

Jiang Xuanling then asked, "What's the matter?"

"I just want to..." Li Mingjue covered his lips with his hands, and said in a low voice next to Master's ear, "I want Master to taste disciple's..."

Jiang Xuanling's face became redder the more he heard it, and at the end, even his neck turned red, his slender fingers clenched into fists, and he frowned and said, "Mingjue! You are not a coward!"

Li Mingjue was startled, and quickly changed his words: "Bind your hair, tie your hair! This disciple wants to tie your hair for Master! As long as Master agrees, this disciple will immediately go to find Jiang. Whoever cheats is a dog!"

Jiang Xuanling's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and slowly uttered a sentence: "Mingjue, you are presumptuous again."

"The master only said whether it is okay or not. As long as the master agrees, the disciple will immediately go out to find a skirt!"

Li Mingjue became obsessed, tugging at Jiang Xuanling's sleeve and shaking it, and said coquettishly: "Master, please, master, master, this disciple really wants to play with master's hair, master, please You, master, master! If the disciple deceives the master, the disciple will be a barking big yellow dog!"

Jiang Xuanling was so obsessed with him that he couldn't help it, so he nodded in agreement, thought for a while, and said: "Don't get too complacent, just rely on me to love you, and then start to do anything wrong!"

Li Mingjue got up with a smile, walked around to stand behind Jiang Xuanling, and promised with a serious face: "Master, don't worry, this disciple promises to help Master tie up his hair!"

To be honest, Jiang Xuanling didn't believe nine out of ten words that Li Mingjue said. He knew that there was nothing serious in his little head all day long, but he was willing to pamper him, so he hummed lightly.

With two fingers pinching the white jade hairpin on the crown of the master's hair, he twitched it lightly, and his black hair was laid down layer by layer like fine silk. What is raised.

With light fingertips, a lock of long hair was entwined, braided a few times quickly.

Jiang Xuanling couldn't see what was behind him, so he frowned and asked, "Didn't it be agreed, just tied your hair? What are you doing?"

"No, nothing!"

Li Mingjue braided a few strands of braids quickly, then quickly grabbed a handful of long hair, combed it carefully with an ivory comb, and then pulled a hairband from his bosom, twisted it up a few times, and then shot Patted Shizun on the shoulder, said with a smile: "It's ready, Shizun, I'm going out to change the skirt!"

After finishing speaking, without giving Jiang Xuanling a chance to reply, he swished out and jumped to the threshold.

Jiang Xuanling turned around and called him: "Mingjue, are you really going to change your skirt?"

"I lied to you, Master, hahaha! I'm sorry, I'm just a big yellow dog barking! Barking, woof, woof, woof!"

While speaking, he rushed out of the door, and several flying rooms disappeared in place.

Jiang Xuanling endured and endured, so he could not arrest him and beat him to death.As if he suddenly remembered something, he took a bronze mirror to take a look, and saw a big red bow tied on his hair, and a few small braids were braided next to him, which looked quite delicate.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, when someone came over from outside the door, Jiang Xuanling waved his hand, and immediately recovered.

"Master, this disciple came to see me."

"Come in."

Jiang Xuanling turned around and glanced, seeing that it was Gu Chuxian, he said, "You are not serving Mrs. Gu's bed, what are you doing here?"

Gu Chuxian cupped his hands and said, "Master, I heard that Master has been in a bad mood recently, but what did Mingjue do to make Master unhappy? Do you want disciples to help discipline Mingjue? Disciple can help, and Mingjue will definitely be helped." I feel that the treatment is submissive!"

"No need." Jiang Xuanling rebuffed straight away, "He never made me angry."

"Then is the master still used to living here? If there is something missing, or..."

"Look for a set of women's clothes." After thinking about it, Jiang Xuanling felt that Li Mingjue's skin was fair, and he would look good in red, so he said, "Remember, I want a red dress."

"What... what?"

Jiang Xuanling said patiently: "Look for a set of women's dresses, and then...a piece of ginger, big ones. It's about the same."