These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

As Mu Xitong's slaps grew louder and louder, and Ran Xinxue's screams became more and more distinct.

Although they were all cultivators, there was no chance of them killing or maiming each other, but the sense of shame they felt was definitely on point.

Even though he had been turned into a slave by the disciples of his sect, he never imagined that he would be 'bullied' like this by his former junior sister.

The key point is that the excitement of the scene is not just about the flying waves of the newly dyed snow-white buttocks.

And then there was Mu Xitong's deep, gradually excited voice.

"Will you still cause trouble in front of me in the future?"

"Mu Xitong!! How dare you... Ah!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"You dare talk back? Don't you want your ass back? How about I just beat you to a pulp?"

"no, do not want."

"Then I promise, I promise you'll never dare to do it again, I promise you'll behave yourself from now on and never cause trouble again!"

"I...I promise..."

"Promise what? Tell me!"

"I promise I'll do it again...hehehe...ah!!"

"Slap slap slap!!"

Ran Xinxue had been tormented by Wei Tu for a long time, so she naturally had enough resistance to a hothead like Mu Xitong.

Rather... this level is nothing in Ran Xinxue's eyes. Mu Xitong's cultivation level is not as solid as Ran Xinxue's, and her combat strength is not as good as this woman's. As long as Ran Xinxue adjusts her breathing and stabilizes her defense, she can basically withstand such a slap.

As the fight went on, it was Mu Xitong who started to pant heavily.

Sweat clung to Mu Xitong's cheeks, her hair damp with sweat.

She became increasingly angry the more she hit him.

"Call me 'sister'! Aren't you going to call me 'sister'?! Call me 'sister' and I'll let you go!"

"Good little sister~~hehehe...ah!"

Even Wei Tu could tell that Ran Xinxue's screams sounded somewhat fake, as if she wanted to use this method to make Mu Xitong give up on her own.

Mu Xitong did indeed feel the strain.

There was absolutely no way to make this woman back down; she even dared to provoke me in this way... It was infuriating!

But it seemed he had no other options, after all... the person who understood this woman best wasn't himself...

Eh?

and many more!

Speaking of understanding this woman, isn't there someone?

So Mu Xitong turned her attention to Wei Tu, who was watching happily from the side and had also held down Ran Xinxue.

The boy was watching the waves of her hips swaying, and how magnificent the rise and fall of Mu Xitong's chest was as she exerted herself.

Suddenly, he saw Mu Xitong looking over.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Mu Xitong look at him, slightly biting her thin lips, and say, "Help me."

"I...I'm already helping you."

Wei Tu said this.

Mu Xitong shook her head and then said, "Help me...make her beg for mercy."

Upon hearing this, Wei Tu was stunned for a moment, and Ran Xinxue below could hear it clearly as well.

She paused for a moment, and the smile on her face visibly disappeared.

Of course she panicked, because if others didn't know, she didn't.

Regardless of self-awareness or anything else, this boy is definitely his nemesis, his natural enemy!

Moreover, with the presence of the slave mark, how could she not be wary of this young man?

"Wait! Wei Tu, don't listen to her! I can give you anything she can give you, and I can even give you things she can't! Why listen to her? Listen to me, let me go now, and we'll punish her properly together!"

Ran Xinxue's words were very tempting, but...

Mu Xitong looked at Wei Tu, "Help me... Sister is all yours, why rush things? But this woman needs to be taught a lesson. Look at her arrogant attitude. She dares to treat me like this today, who knows what she might dare to do to Su Su or your master tomorrow..."

However, Mu Xitong's reasoning is clearly more valid.

So Wei Tu quickly made a decision.

Indeed, this woman needs to be taught a lesson. Although her occasional reckless behavior may seem amusing, if she continues to indulge in this helpless way, she will inevitably cause some irreparable consequences sooner or later.

"No... Wei Tu! How... how could you!"

The idea of ​​dyeing new snow is already utter nonsense.

Wei Tu lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear.

"If this will make you more obedient, that would be good. Just bear with it, I'm sorry."

It seemed to be the first time Wei Tu had said the word "sorry" to him.

At least... it was somewhat sincere, rather than perfunctory or sarcastic.

But now Ran Xinxue couldn't be happy at all, because she knew what Wei Tu was going to do.

That bastard must be...

"Ah~~~~!"

A high-pitched cry was unexpectedly released from the woman's red lips.

Mu Xitong stared in astonishment at the woman in front of her who had suddenly gone limp; she didn't understand what had happened.

But Wei Tu turned to her and said, "Sister Xitong, now you can do what you were doing before."

Ran Xinxue struggled to move her head and look back.

Her cheeks were as red as the sunset, but it was late at night, and neither the stars nor the moon spoke; only the passing night wind occasionally sighed.

"no, do not want……"

This was the first time Mu Xitong had ever seen such a delicate and fragile appearance, and she was amazed.

Without any pretense of emotion, she was genuinely starting to feel afraid.

Mu Xitong became excited.

"The newly fallen snow... you've finally met your match."

"I was wrong, okay? I'll never do it again... Please stop..."

"late!"

"Snapped!"

"Ah~"

The sound of slaps and occasional cries of pleasure echoed throughout the Medicine King Pavilion.

The ambiguous atmosphere and strange smells in the air gradually intensified, but no one cared about these unimportant details anymore.

Immersed in each other's game, neither of them could extricate themselves.

"Will you dare to cause trouble at Medicine King Pavilion again?!"

"I won't dare... I'll never dare again... Ugh! No... Wei Tu... no."

"You've finally met your match, Ran Xinxue!"

"Mmm..."

"Call me 'sister'!"

"...No, uh!"

"Call!"

"I... Waaah... No!"

"Quickly call her 'sister'!!"

"Mu Xitong, you..."

"Still calling me by my name, huh? Wei Tu, step up your efforts!"

"Eh? No... I... Ugh... Waaaaah!!"

When I saw Ran Xinxue trembling violently.

The floor was already soaked.

However, Wei Tu estimated that the sweat contained very little.

He no longer needs to sit on Ran Xinxue to suppress this woman, because Ran Xinxue has no strength left to resist.

Strands of hair clung to Ran Xinxue's face, and her whole body was flushed with an alluring blush.

Mu Xitong's condition wasn't much better either.

The two women, drenched in sweat, were breathing heavily, creating a scene that was simply...

Anyway.

Wei Tudu accurately found a way to gain an advantage in this chaotic situation.

What are real men afraid of in a chaotic situation?

You need to learn how to deflect blame.

As for what will happen when these two women wake up tomorrow and think about what happened tonight... well, to be honest, Wei Tu hasn't even thought about it.

33 The sunset is infinitely beautiful