My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

Ling Xiaodong pouted innocently.

Can this be the same?

This is fun!

Moreover, his own strength is well controlled, at most there is a little noise, and it doesn't hurt at all.

However, Aunt Yun's buttocks are really as tender as tofu. It seems that water can come out with just a pinch, and it can slosh for a long time if you pat it.

Ling Xiaodong shook his head quickly, and shook the evocative scene in his mind out of his mind.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

Xiao Yan still huddled in Ye Yiyun's arms coquettishly, she shook Aunt Yun's arm around her.

"Just tell me~ Why didn't you see Brother Xiaodong spank your ass last night?"

When Ye Yiyun was said to be ashamed all of a sudden, she immediately became distraught.

She raised her hand angrily.

"Okay! Since you want to know so much, I'm here to let you experience it!"

"Ah! Master, I was wrong! Xiao Yan dare not!"

Ling Xiaodong sat on the sidelines and smiled as he watched the two masters and apprentices fight, and felt that what Aunt Yun said made some sense.

Anyway, if the best thing is to let the master punch himself to vent his anger, can there be any big things?

Ling Xiaodong did what he said, he stood up from his seat.

"Then I will go to my master."

Ye Yiyun's raised palms stopped, and she turned her head to look at Ling Xiaodong who was about to go out. Xiaoyan also took advantage of this opportunity to quickly climb out of the master's lap.

"Speak well with your master later, and tease her sharp mouth and bean curd heart."

"I know."

Ling Xiaodong had just lifted the bead curtain when he stopped suddenly, turned around and returned to the car.

Ye Yiyun asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Ling Xiaodong pointed to his own face with a playful smile, and brought his face closer to Ye Yiyun's.

"Your nephew needs to be encouraged."

"you!"

Ye Yiyun shyly glanced at the apprentice beside her who was staring at him with wide eyes.

But considering that the more embarrassing people were all watched last night, such a trivial matter is nothing.

She pursed her red lips slightly, touched Ling Xiaodong's side face lightly, retracted her neck like lightning, and said softly with a blushing face:

"Are you satisfied? Hurry up!"

Ling Xiaodong chuckled, and put the other side in front of Xiaoyan.

"Junior Sister's too!"

Xiao Yan was much bolder than her master, she directly hugged Ling Xiaodong's head, kissed Ling Xiaodong hard on the face, and even made a sound of "muh".

After receiving a kiss from the beauty, Ling Xiaodong got out of the car with satisfaction.

Chapter 181 Yue Yingying's Consciousness

Because Ye Yiyun asked the two coachmen to rest at the same place when she got off the carriage, so the carriage is still parked at the same place.

And Yue Yingying's carriage stopped not far in front at this moment.

Ling Xiaodong walked outside the carriage, did not rush in, but stood outside for a while, and took a couple of deep breaths.

After he was mentally prepared, he stepped on the shaft of the car, bent over, lifted the curtain and got into the car.

As soon as he entered the carriage, he could see a cold white-robed fairy sitting on a soft seat with his eyes closed.

Hearing the sound of Ling Xiaodong getting into the car, Yue Yingying only moved her ears slightly.

She neither opened her eyes to look, nor made a sound, as if she was a statue, looking at Gujing Wubo's fairy dimple made people feel inexplicably calm and majestic.

Ling Xiaodong secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He instinctively felt the low-pressure atmosphere in the car, and knew that now might not be a good time to find her.

But just now he even asked for a sweet kiss, and now he ran back to avoid being ridiculed by Aunt Yun and Xiao Yan, so Ling Xiaodong could only bite the bullet and sit opposite the master.

Neither of them spoke, they just sat quietly in the car.

Aunt Yun's call came from outside the car, as if to greet the two coachmen to start again.

The wheels started to turn again, and the grunting sound that Ling Xiaodong thought was annoying now made him feel much more at ease, at least some sound was better than the deathly silence in the car.

Yue Yingying closed her eyes, folded her hands on her chest, and sat in the car without saying a word, as if she was waiting for Ling Xiaodong to speak.

But Ling Xiaodong decided not to move against the enemy, but not to me.

As long as the master doesn't speak, then I don't need to say anything more. Based on his understanding of Yue Yingying, in the current situation, I will only do more mistakes and say more mistakes.

It would be better to let her come to investigate on her own. If she waits until Master Qingfengguan still doesn't speak, then this matter will be over.

Over the years, Ling Xiaodong has never been beaten because of what happened the day before.

Because although the master is easy to get angry because of little things, but she seldom holds grudges, and usually Yue Yingying will forget all the things that Ling Xiaodong has offended her when she sleeps.

Of course, every day there will be new reasons for Yue Yingying to beat Ling Xiaodong on the head a few times.

Ling Xiaodong kicked off the boots on his feet, imitated Yue Yingying's posture and crossed his legs, leaning on the cushion behind him and closing his eyes.

There was silence in the car, only the sound of the wheels of the carriage moving forward.

I don't know how long it took, but Yueyingying's eyelids twitched. She opened her long eyes slightly and looked at Ling Xiaodong opposite. Seeing him sitting so comfortably, her heart felt even more... Nameless fire.

Yue Yingying closed her eyes again, endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak first.

"Didn't I tell you everything, I feel upset when I see you, why are you still begging for nothing?"

If Ling Xiaodong said something nice at this time, it's not like he couldn't forgive him.

But Ling Xiaodong said lightly:

"Heavyness is the lightest root, and tranquility is the king of impetuosity, so that a gentleman can walk all day without leaving his luggage; although he has a view of glory, he is aloof."

"Master feels upset because he hasn't reached the level of cultivation, why don't you recite the Qingxin Jue with me, get rid of restless thoughts in your heart, and return to clarity."

"If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky will not be shocked..."

The veins on Yue Yingying's forehead twitched.

She suddenly opened her cold eyes, and her original aura of a noble fairy disappeared in an instant. Instead, she felt like a Buddhist glaring King Kong.

"I'll kill you!"

"Ouch!"

Ling Xiaodong snorted in pain, and the Qingxin Jue came to an abrupt end.

Just listen to a few clicks.

Yue Yingying raised her hand and slapped Ling Xiaodong on the head a few more times, as if she was hitting a wooden fish in the temple, her hand was so fast that it would leave an afterimage.

"Hey~ What is your head made of? Why is it so hard!"

Before Ling Xiaodong could speak, Yue Yingying retracted the red palm she had slapped, and still stared fiercely at Ling Xiaodong.

Ling Xiaodong stretched out his hand to cover his head, facing the enraged master, he quickly comforted him:

"Master, stop arrogance and impetuosity! Stop arrogance and impetuosity!"

Yue Yingying snorted coldly and pointed to her nose.

"Are you teaching me how to cultivate?"

"The disciple dare not."

Ling Xiaodong admitted his mistake sincerely, but he looked at Yue Yingying, whose face was a little flushed with anger, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Yue Yingying saw that she couldn't beat her disciple who didn't hurt her, and she couldn't say no to him, so she sat back on her seat, and turned her head away from seeing his appearance of being in need of a beating.

"Don't dare? I think you are very brave! Your wings are hardened, and you are starting to teach me how to do things, right?"

She glanced at Ling Xiaodong who was opposite from the corner of her eye, imperceptibly.

"Liuhe, Li Pengjiao is a good teacher, yes, anyway, she can teach you everything, what do you want me to do?"

"Li Daochang can teach you everything during the day, and can undress you at night. It is indeed much better than me, who has the title of your master, but does nothing."

After all, she still did not forget to choke and ask:

"Is what the teacher said wrong?"

Ling Xiaodong's eyes widened, and he looked at Yue Yingying in front of him in shock.

"It's my disciple who wrongly blamed you. I never thought that Master, you are so self-aware?"

"you!"

Yue Yingying suddenly patted the cushion beside her, making a dull sound.

She was about to be smoked by this rebellious seven orifices, and even the veins under her snow-white slender neck were bulging.

"Ling Xiaodong! You can shut up if you don't know how to speak!"

"Since you also think that I am so useless as a master, you can stand on your own! Don't call me a master!"

Ling Xiaodong got up and changed his seat. He sat next to Yue Yingying, next to her.

"Master, calm down."

He stretched out his hand to caress Yue Yingying's back, his palm repeatedly brushed the delicate and soft white robe.

"Miss Li is indeed good, but a master is a master, how could I think you are useless?"

Yue Yingying moved away from Ling Xiaodong, shaking her jade shoulders slightly, trying to shake Ling Xiaodong's hand away, but Ling Xiaodong followed her and stuck to her again.

After all, the space in the car is limited, and one side of Yue Yingying is already leaning against the wooden wall of the car.

Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, she didn't continue to struggle, and let Ling Xiaodong's hand touch her back, not knowing whether she was giving herself a favor or taking advantage of her.

Yue Yingying turned her head to look out the window, avoiding Ling Xiaodong who was next to her.

Where Ling Xiaodong couldn't see, her slender eyebrows frowned slightly, she lowered her head, and said in a slightly aggrieved voice:

"You've already said that, why don't you think I'm useless!"

"Indeed, I also know that I haven't taught you well in the past few years, and I haven't fulfilled my responsibility as a master. What I have taught you over the years is not as much as Li Pengjiao taught you in just a few months."

Chapter 182

"It's my first time accepting apprentices too! How do I know how to teach!"

The more Yue Yingying talked, the more aggrieved she became, the only thing she missed was pouting her cherry lips like Xiao Yan.

She reached out and pawed behind her twice, shaking Ling Xiaodong's hand on her back away in disgust.

"What's so easy to learn about this kind of thing! I never do the homework that my mother assigns to me. Isn't it easy to read books for such a simple thing?"

"Okay, okay! I know, master, you are a genius among the heavens."

Ling Xiaodong put his hands on the thin jade shoulders of the master again, and slowly massaged them as usual.

He softly comforted Yue Yingying:

"I have never blamed you for anything. Why does Master have to feel sorry for himself here alone?"

"Or, do you really think that you are not as good as Li Daochang?"

"How is it possible! I, a monk in the Eight Diagrams Realm, would be afraid of a little Qixing like her!"

When it comes to comparing with Li Pengjiao, Yue Yingying immediately becomes excited.