The villain killed the master. What? I am the master!

On Shangjing Street.

Despite the raging sword energy, the prosperous area of ​​Shangjing was much more lively than before.

Because after Xiao An's sword was unsheathed and affected many mortals, the bodies were moved to the outer city area. In the core area where these dignitaries lived, there were many foundation-building cultivators who could resist the aftermath of the sword energy. Therefore, they were not affected much by the sword energy.

Therefore, even though the outer city area was filled with wailing, the inner city area was still full of singing and dancing.

After all, in their eyes, it was just a little bit of residual sword energy that would naturally disappear after a while. Besides, the Shen Gan Sect and the Da Qi court were in control of the situation. How could they allow this sword energy to continue to wreak havoc?
Jiang He lifted the curtain of the carriage, gazed at the hustle and bustle outside, and sighed silently.

"Jiang He, are you sure that the people from Qingyang Immortal Sect are hiding in Zhenbei Palace?"

Feng Yi, who was disguised as a groom, spoke to him.

At the same time, another little hand pulled open the carriage curtain, and a girl of ordinary appearance peered inside:

"Are you hungry, Jin'er? I have some pastries with me."

This girl was Feng Susu, who had disguised herself as the groom's daughter.

Feng Susu originally refused to disguise herself as her sister's daughter, but she could not stand Feng Yi's tyranny, so she had to humiliate herself and disguise herself as her daughter, and the two of them went out together.

"Hey, don't ask! You ask every once in a while, your father is right next to you, and you don't even ask if he's hungry!"

Feng Yi angrily pulled the door curtain shut. She hit Feng Susu hard.

"I knew it! You didn't care about me even when we were both outside! If I left you in the car, I'm afraid you would only have eyes for Jin'er! I would be the only one out there working like a slave for you!"

"Woo~"

Feng Susu rubbed her forehead aggrievedly and muttered softly,
"It was my sister who said she didn't want to be bored in there, so she volunteered to be a groom..."

"alright!"

Jiang He stopped the sisters from arguing and said,

"I'm not entirely sure. This news came from Qiao Qiao. She demonstrated the breath trajectory of the Immortal Sect's skills to me, but I'm not sure if she used other means to forge it. Anyway, let's go investigate the Zhenbei Palace first."

"Jojo?"

The two girls said in unison. Fengyi didn't understand. She didn't know Qiao Qiao's identity, so her tone was awkward:

"Whose confidante is Qiao Qiao? You hid it so well that even I didn't know about it."

"Sister, you misunderstood. Qiao Qiao... is a very bad woman. She bullied Jin'er before."

Feng Susu explained to Feng Yi, but she couldn't help but look confused, and asked softly,
"But Jiang He, how did you find Qiao Qiao? Isn't she at Yuan Xia's place?"

Jiang He took a breath. Feng Yi was really looking down on others. Why did Feng Yi subconsciously think that she had that kind of relationship with him when he mentioned a woman?

Although, he did investigate Qiao Qiao, but that was as a punishment for Qiao Qiao!!

Jiang He casually took off the bag from his waist and opened it to take a look.

The little man inside was sleeping soundly, wearing neat and clean clothes - it was because Jiang He thought that having a naked little man hanging around his waist would damage his image, so he asked a mortal tailor to make a few small clothes for him.

Of course…the clothes Qiao Qiao is currently wearing are the only normal clothes Jiang He has prepared for her.

After making sure everything was correct, Jiang He threw the bag over the door curtain and explained:

"It's a long story. This guy was lucky enough to escape from Minxin and the others, but he was attracted to me by Jin'er. He walked into a trap."

"Ouch!"

Feng Yi was startled by the blow. Before she could get angry, she heard a trembling voice coming from the bag:
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... My stomach is going to explode..."

"Ok?"

The two girls looked at the cloth bag in Fengyi's hand with surprise and suspicion.

Depend on!
Jiang He almost forgot that when he came back last night, he opened the cloth bag and was surprised to find that the girl inside had a flushed face.

Then Jiang He couldn't help himself and played with the little doll for the whole day.

Moreover, because his Transformation Technique advanced him to the Half-Step Qiongjiang Realm, his physical strength increased too much, and he was unable to control his strength for a moment.

Jiang He is now a physical cultivator at the half-step Nascent Soul stage. If he fails to control his body well, the consequences can be imagined.

At that time, Qiao Qiao's body was really shocking.

Moreover, under Yuan Xia's transformation, no matter how great the mental stimulation is, Qiao Qiao can always stay awake, which makes Qiao Qiao almost crazy with joy.

Jiang He snorted softly, reminding Qiao Qiao as a warning:

"Witch! Stop pretending to be pitiful and talking nonsense. Otherwise, don't blame Jiang's men for being ruthless!"

"Woo!"

Suddenly, a terrified whimpering sound came from inside the cloth bag.

Fengyi swallowed and carefully opened the cloth bag.

A few rays of sunlight passed through the bag opening and shone on the little person inside the dim bag.

A pretty young girl was huddled at the bottom of the cloth bag, shivering, hugging her knees with her head buried deep between her legs.

The long black hair was carefully braided into two ponytails, but for some reason the hair was messy, as if someone had pulled it hard.

Feeling the sunlight, the girl raised her little face stiffly. Her big eyes, which should have been bright, shrank and dodged, with bloodshot eyes of fear, and there were faint dark circles under her eye bags.

As soon as her eyes met Fengyi's, the girl buried her face between her knees in fright.

Puddles of water formed, and the hem of her skirt spread to the cloth bag.

"Ah! Jiang He, you scared her to death? What did you do to her?"

Fengyi looked at Qiaoqiao in surprise, then shrugged her nose.

Fengyi narrowed her eyes suddenly.

She saw clearly that these things just appeared, so it could only be that this girl appeared pure on the surface, but was actually the same as Jiang He!
"Ok?"

Feng Susu was even more surprised, because she knew Qiao Qiao was a proud person. However, Qiao Qiao, who was so persistent and would rather die than surrender, now became timid and cowardly.

"Ha...haha. Don't forget, I am Master Yuan Xia. If Yuan Xia can do it, I can do it too."

Jiang He rubbed the head of the black-haired little girl in his arms embarrassedly.

That's of course because...

I almost broke down yesterday, which led to some health problems today.

The reason is that this little doll was modified by Yuan Xia himself and has some unique abilities. It formed a muscle reaction when it heard his words.

"Tsk tsk..."

Feng Yi curled her lips. She had long believed that Jiang Yuanxia's perversion was inherited from her ancestors. Now it seemed that it was true.

Immediately, Feng Yi smiled frivolously.

"Hey sister, this little guy looks quite fun. We are idle outside anyway, why not play with her?" "But... but she looks like she wants to sleep." Feng Susu, who is kind-hearted, hesitated.

"Didn't you just say that she used to bully Jin'er? Then I'll ask you if you want to play. You'll be busy when you get to Zhenbei Palace."

"Play!"

Let's not talk about the outside of the carriage for now, but inside the carriage,

The black-haired little girl blinked her eyes, and her little mouth gradually pouted, almost enough to hang an oil bottle on it.

So...so that's why!

The two stupid golden retrievers didn't know, but didn't she know?
At this moment, Qiao Qiao can be said to be the best partner of the master who has been implanted with immortal magic...

No wonder Master has no interest in me anymore.

Jiang He pinched her pink and moist lips and teased:

"Jin'er, why are you still not happy? Didn't you want Master to hug you before? Today, Master hugged Jin'er all day long."

The magic has been unlocked, and now Jiang He can hold Jin'er with peace of mind.

Without those distracting thoughts, hugging Jin'er again was really a pleasure. Her little body was soft and boneless, tender and smooth, and smelled soft and fragrant, making Jiang He not want to let go.

"..."

Jin'er looked at Jiang He with her dark eyes, hesitant to speak, and her expression became more and more unhappy.

But Jiang He had no idea what was going on in this girl's mind, so he held her hand and asked:

"Jin'er, the sword energy that Master showed you just now, do you have any way to suppress it?"

After leaving the magic sword, these sword energies had already become a kind of ownerless energy wandering between heaven and earth. With the influence of Xi Rujian's endless life technique, they continuously absorbed spiritual power and merged with heaven and earth.

Xiao An can use the magic sword to utilize these sword energies again, but Jin'er may be able to connect these sword energies that have merged into the heaven and earth through her Zhoutian spiritual body.

"..."

However, no matter how Jiang He asked, the girl just looked at him with innocent eyes, confused and didn't seem to understand what Jiang He meant.

Jiang He slapped his head. How could he expect this little girl to make use of her physical condition now?

He thought for a moment, and rubbed Jin'er's soft face:

"How about Master teaching you how to practice?"

He had tried to teach this girl to practice cultivation a long time ago, but Jin'er was like a puppet, not moving at all. How could she practice cultivation?

As for the original text, Jiner's path of cultivation began because she had a great interest in alchemy, and she was willing to practice for the sake of alchemy.

"In no mood……"

As he thought, the little girl lazily leaned on his chest and whispered.

Jiang He looked down at the little girl who was hanging on his neck like a koala, but he was helpless. If this girl didn't want to practice, he couldn't force her to practice, right?

If it were the old Jiang He, after hearing this, he might not say a word and directly force Jin'er to practice in a tough manner, and might even use a thin bamboo stick to beat her white and tender palms and buttocks.

But this girl is now a person who cannot be beaten or scolded.

In fact, it’s not that he couldn’t give her a little punishment, but this girl cried pitifully when she was beaten, and Jiang He really couldn’t bear it.

No!

Haven't I thought about this before? To deal with Jin'er, we need to give clear rewards and punishments and guide her step by step.

He touched the little girl's soft and smooth black hair and asked gently:
"Then how can Jin'er practice?"

"Um……"

After he said this, the little girl hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Jiang He uncertainly.

Seeing that there was something going on, Jiang He spoke more gently:

"As long as Master can do it, I will definitely agree to it!"

His heart slowly lifted up. This girl wouldn't let him help her take a bath. Although his body had recovered now, it was still difficult for him to help Jin'er take a bath.

The girl had a slim and delicate figure, with a small but plump butt and breasts. Her cute face, which used to be a little round, was now becoming more and more pointed.

Moreover, this girl looks like the junior high school student in Jiang He's previous life, but she is actually an adult now.

It's just that her mentality and appearance often make Jiang He and the girls around him ignore Jin Er's real age.

"massage……"

She pursed her moist lips and made a request that was much simpler than Jiang He expected.

Jiang He picked up the girl's small socks with his big hands. Today Jin'er was wearing white silk stockings. Since she was held in his arms, Jin'er habitually kicked off her boots, and her socks stepped on Jiang He's legs. At this time, Jiang He held her in his palms and looked at her carefully.

The silky stockings have a light pink hue at the ankles, heels and toes, and look creamy, like a piece of fine cream cake.

"Hehe, Master's skills seem pretty good. It turns out that Jin'er wants Master to massage your feet."

Jiang He rubbed the black-haired girl's white silk stockings on her feet, carefully kneading the spaces between the toes, the slightly fleshy heels, and the smooth curves of the arches. They felt smooth and warm to the touch.

I don’t know how long ago was the last time I gave Jiner a foot massage. After not seeing her for such a long time, Jiang He missed it quite a bit.

Jin'er's cheeks flushed slightly, her watery eyes contained a hint of shyness, and her head rested against Jiang He's chest.

In Jiang He's eyes, this girl was just shy. It was clearly her who made the request, so why was she still shy?
But she said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "It's not feet..."

Jiang He's hand froze, and he loosened it awkwardly, coughing dryly:
"Ahem, Master must have misunderstood. It seems that Jin'er wanted Master to massage her shoulders?"

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to slap himself in the face. If he had known earlier, he would not be so impatient. Well, Jin'er was actually quite shy and would not let him rub her feet in the street.

And there are two sisters outside, Feng Yi and Feng Su Su...

"Yes...I feel a tightness in my heart..."

The girl's whisper sounded like a thunder in Jiang He's ears.

He couldn't help but look at the little canteen of the black-haired girl, which was barely rising and falling, and glanced outside the curtain of the carriage.

There, Feng Yi was chuckling softly, and Qiao Qiao's sobbing could be heard from time to time.

But fortunately, perhaps because Jiang He’s threat worked, Qiao Qiao said nothing except crying, and did not reveal what she had done.

"Hehe, Jin'er, are you kidding the master? If you feel upset, the master will pat you on the back."

Jiang He placed his big hand on the girl's tender back and patted it gently.

"rub……"

The black-haired little girl's dark and moist pupils looked quietly into the man's pupils.

"And...more." (End of chapter)