I started by controlling his master, and the protagonist begged me to slow down my kicking.

Um......

That's why I always say you should delete your browsing history.

Who would have thought that Gong Yueli, the greatest swordsman of our time, would ask these questions?

It's not dry at all.

However, if you think about it carefully...

It's actually quite reasonable that Gong Yueli would ask questions about bronze mirrors.

According to his recollection, before he ravaged her, Gong Yueli had almost no entertainment and spent all her time tinkering with her sword.

Moreover, the way of the sword is ruthless, and she believed she had long since severed all emotional ties, having not touched a man for seven hundred years.

In other words.

Leaving aside lifespan and cultivation level, let's talk about matters between men and women.

Master is like a rough gem.

They don't understand anything.

Thinking this, Cheng Ran couldn't help but curl a wicked smile into his lips.

"My master seems aloof and cold, but sometimes he's so straightforward that he's kind of adorable."

"Looking at this blank sheet of paper makes you want to dye it black."

"Hehehe..."

Just then.

Gong Yueli's beautiful eyelashes fluttered slightly.

A pair of slightly dazed eyes slowly opened.

Then she saw her wicked disciple holding her hand while grinning wickedly.

Moreover, the bronze mirror that should have been on the table was now in the hands of the wicked disciple.

This woke her up completely.

She quickly sprang to her feet, pulling her delicate hand away just in time to block the papaya:

"You wicked disciple... what are you doing?"

"Me?"

Cheng Ran said slowly and deliberately:

"Just now, I had some questions and asked about this bronze mirror."

so......

This wicked disciple took my hand, only to unlock the bronze mirror?

Gong Yueli breathed a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing, but her expression remained calm:

"What did you find out?"

"A lot of important knowledge was obtained from the questions."

Cheng Ran slowly stood up and placed the bronze mirror back on the table:

"You can talk to your master about it."

"speak."

Gong Yueli said coldly.

Cheng Ran's lips curled into a playful smile, as if he were speaking very seriously:

"For example, the demon race has not invaded our human territory for nearly a hundred years."

"For example, in ancient times, there existed many terrifying evil spirits such as demon lords and demon kings."

"For example, even without cultivation, fainting once within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn still qualifies someone as a nobody..."

"etc?"

Everything seemed normal until Gong Yueli heard the last sentence, at which point her gaze suddenly sharpened and trembled slightly, realizing something was wrong.

Wasn't this last question the one she asked the bronze mirror last night after she was washed away?

How would this wicked disciple know?

Could it be...?

Thinking of this, and recalling Cheng Ran holding the bronze mirror just now, she suddenly understood everything.

Her already slightly flushed face turned completely red in an instant.

"You wicked disciple! What were you looking at?"

"Nothing much, just to find out what Master thinks about on a daily basis."

The more panicked Master became, the more wicked thoughts arose in Cheng Ran's heart.

He brought his face close to Gong Yueli's and asked in a low voice:

"Master, why are you curious about this kind of thing? Could it be...?"

"Do you enjoy discussing swordsmanship with your disciple?"

"Pah!"

Gong Yueli turned her head away; she was enjoying herself for nothing.

It's just for the sake of kendo...

"Nonsense, it's just that... I lent this bronze mirror to someone else."

Gong Yueli stammered as she explained.

Cheng Ran, however, continued to press on:

"Oh? Who could Master have lent it to? Given Master's relationship with him, it couldn't have been Palace Master Lu, could it?"

"this......"

Gong Yueli was at a loss for words.

After a moment of stunned silence, she inexplicably nodded, then shook her head, before saying:

"None of your business!"

What the hell!

This is such a stark contrast!

The master who has reached the second stage of submission is really hard to handle!

Looking at his master, who was still putting on an act, Cheng Ran couldn't help but regain control of his body once again.

Cough!

Sustainable exploitation is also a form of sustainable development!

He grasped Gong Yueli's slender ankle and said earnestly:

"Master, you have a high fever."

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Gong Yueli immediately understood what this wicked disciple meant. Suppressing her shyness, she wiggled her legs, trying to break free from Cheng Ran's control:

"That's enough for today. I... I need to take a bath."

"No, that won't work."

There was no way Cheng Ran would let her escape.

She pulled Gong Yueli into her arms, bit her earlobe, and said with a wicked smile:

"Although Master's skill in swordsmanship far surpasses that of his disciple, he is not as good as his disciple in matters of men and women."

"In other words... in this respect, your disciple can be your master."

"If you really want to know, why don't you call me 'Master'?"

"dream!"

Gong Yue Li angrily cursed.

This isn't about asking her to be humble and ask questions; it's clearly about making her role-play.

That wicked disciple is simply a monster!

Last time it was Animal World, and this time it's actually...

however!

Before she could resist further, Cheng Ran had already activated his life essence and begun teaching her personally:

"These next few days, your disciple will definitely teach Master properly..."

"Please study hard, Master."

"Who needs you to teach me!"

"Um!!!"

......

......

Flying boat, in a certain room.

The room was dimly lit, with only a faint scent of incense.

Su Chan'er sat on the couch, took out a jade seal from her sleeve, and then began to chant a spell in a low voice.

Dark red patterns flashed simultaneously on the collarbone and the jade seal.

Suddenly, a phantom image of a figure inexplicably appeared before my eyes.

He was dressed in a black robe, his true face hidden.

I'll eat it if it's not a bad person.

The illusory image flickered for a moment, then stabilized, emitting a muffled sound:

"Your Highness, how is the plan progressing? Have the Dark Souls been implanted into the target's body?"

The target the man in black robes was none other than Cheng Ran, whom Su Chan'er had confessed her feelings to earlier that day.

According to that person's plan.

Su Chan'er needs to lure Cheng Ran to a private space and, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, implant a dark soul to control him.

only......

She tried to control Cheng Ran twice today, but both attempts ended in failure because Cheng Ran refused her.

Su Chan'er shook her head:

"The target was too cautious and didn't reveal any flaws."

"cautious?"

The man in black robes was taken aback, and asked with some suspicion:

"Logically, this shouldn't be the case..."

"According to the intelligence gathered by Liu Ruyan, this person's cultivation is mediocre, and he is also extremely lecherous."

How can I resist your seduction?

Su Chan'er's lips twitched upon hearing this.

No, is any of your intelligence accurate?

In terms of strength, his life essence is comparable to that of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi; in terms of lust, he wouldn't take a woman even if she offered herself to him.

On the contrary, she was almost falling for his charm...

She smiled wryly:

"Perhaps the target is just being coy."

"Feigning modesty?"

The man in black robes laughed out loud, then shook his head and said:

"Give me a break. He'd only known Liu Ruyan for less than five days, and they were already in bed together."

"Huh? He's not a virgin anymore?"

Su Chan'er's expression instantly turned excited, and she exclaimed in surprise.

The man in black robes seemed rather puzzled:

"Your Highness, why are you so agitated? I'm not a virgin either..."

Su Chan'er rolled her eyes.

Can you compare to them?

Senior Brother Cheng is handsome, strong, and a disciple of Sword Immortal Gong!

You're just a lowly steward, and from the Yin-Yang Sect at that...

Eh, I think I'm the Holy Maiden of the Yin-Yang Sect...

That's fine.

She quickly said seriously, "Never mind, that's not the point. I won't give him the chicken beak again next time."

The man in the black robe seemed a bit unreliable, but he couldn't really say anything.

He simply nodded and said:

"That's good, Your Highness. This is the last chance. Take action while Gong Yueli is away."

After saying that, the phantom flickered again, and soon disappeared.

After a while.

Su Chan'er put away the jade seal and walked to the window of the coffin.

"Why!"

After gazing at the moonlight for a long time, she sighed softly and decided to reluctantly give up her own happiness for the sake of the Yin-Yang Sect's grand plan.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Cheng, I had no choice but to..."

"Hehehe..."

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