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

"Brother Bird, are you alright?"

Ling Xiaodong hurried forward to support Zheng Si'er, while Xiaoqing on the opposite side also shouted "Miss", and supported Mu Qinghe who was backing back again and again.

Zheng Si'er looked back at Ling Xiaodong, his eyes full of confusion.

"Brother Bird?"

She seemed to react suddenly, and looked down at her hands.

The long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a jingle, and he jumped on the ground twice.

Zheng Si'er held her cheeks with both hands, stroking randomly as if confirming something, her face was full of unbelievable horror.

I saw Mu Qinghe on the opposite side also shouted: "What Miss?"

The two of them raised their heads at the same time, looking at each other from a distance, and were stunned for a moment.

"what happened!"

"what happened!"

The same words, almost the same timbre, came out of the mouths of the two.

But Ling Xiaodong and Xiaoqing were confused, what's going on?

Immediately afterwards, the two asked each other loudly in unison:

"How are you in my body?"

"How are you in my body?"

Grandma Mo seemed to know something, instead of looking at "Mu Qinghe" in front of her, she shouted directly to "Zheng Si'er" on the opposite side:

"Your Highness, let's go first! It's not suitable to stay here for a long time!"

Mu Qinghe was stunned for a moment and reacted quickly.

Using Zheng Si'er's body, she first picked up the long sword stuck on the ground, then ran to Zheng Si'er who was still in a daze at an extremely fast speed, reached out and pulled off the cyan jade pendant hanging around her neck.

"You are..." Zheng Si'er was at a loss.

Mu Qinghe held the jade pendant high in her hand, crushed it with force, and shouted:

"escape!"

Chapter 33 Victory

The three of them looked at each other, and there was an awkward atmosphere in the air.

When the maid saw this, her heart skipped a beat, and she silently stepped back a few steps towards the door, thinking that the three of them were here to eat the overlord's meal, and they were ready to call someone to block the door.

In the end, there was really no other way, Ling Xiaodong paid for the meal with a few elixirs he had practiced while practicing.

The three of them walked out of the restaurant together. Ling Xiaodong walked beside Yue Yingying and complained:

"Master, you have been practicing for so many years, but you really don't have any money at all?"

Yue Yingying snorted softly and said shamelessly:

"If I had money, would I ask you to borrow it from my senior sister?"

Having said that, Ling Xiaodong couldn't understand why the master was so poor.

"You are a monk in the Eight Diagrams Realm, right? Alchemy, drawing talismans, which one is not sold at a high price?"

Yue Yingying listened to Ling Xiaodong's suggestion, folded her hands on her chest, raised her slender neck, almost looking at the road ahead with her nose.

"How many people in the world can afford the talisman pill I drew? Are they worthy?"

"Then you would rather be poor and not be able to afford the meal, right?"

Ling Xiaodong was speechless, only feeling that the master's thinking was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Yue Yingying suddenly looked sideways at him and smiled slightly, which made Ling Xiaodong inexplicably flustered.

"Isn't there still you and senior sister? Why should I bother, can I just ask you?"

"Okay, you don't have to do anything, just lie down."

Ling Xiaodong knew that his master was lazy to the core, so he didn't say anything more to her, but Zheng Sirer next to him didn't think so.

She looked at Yue Yingying admiringly, her tone full of admiration.

"As expected of Taoist Priest Mingyue, he regards money as an external possession, unlike those monks enshrined in the palace, who spend a lot of money every year to support them."

Yue Yingying was very helpful to Zheng Si'er's flattery, and her head, which was about to be raised to the sky, turned even higher.

She patted Ling Xiaodong on the head twice as if she wanted nothing.

"Did you hear me! I regard money as dung! Ling Xiaodong, learn more from others! I have been teaching you for so long, why don't you have this understanding?"

The three of them walked back to the backyard of the mansion while chatting. At this time, the whole mansion was empty and dark.

Yue Yingying said: "There is still time, let's rest today, and tomorrow I will ask the County Magistrate Liu if he has any clues."

"Well, Taoist Master Mingyue, take a rest early."

Zheng Si'er nodded slightly, and casually walked towards an empty room. Ling Xiaodong also said good night to Yue Yingying, and followed Zheng Si'er.

But soon a slender hand grabbed the back collar.

"Hey! Ling Xiaodong! Where do you want to go?"

Yue Yingying's voice was faint, and it was even more gloomy and cold in this dark night.

Ling Xiaodong turned around and said in surprise:

"Didn't you let me sleep in the same room with you?"

Yue Yingying frowned slightly, seemingly annoyed, she pointed to a large area of ​​houses in Nuo Dafu Yamen.

"There are not only two rooms here, do you have to sleep with her?"

Ling Xiaodong lowered his head and thought for a while, then hesitated:

"Then... I'll find another room by myself?"

"You don't practice anymore? You don't want to win the championship in Kunlun?" Yue Yingying asked back.

"It's not because I'm afraid that you won't agree, Master..."

"Stop talking nonsense! I have already paid so much, touched and hugged, you want to tell me to give up halfway?"

Yue Yingying stared slightly, raised her foot and kicked Ling Xiaodong's ass.

"Get out of my house!"

boom.

The wooden door is closed.

The room was silent, only Ling Xiaodong and Yue Yingying sat cross-legged on the bed and stared at each other.

"Then... start now?" Ling Xiaodong asked tentatively.

Yue Yingying remained silent, just nodded slightly.

The pure white taoist robe slipped off the fragrant shoulders, without the restraint of the robe, the scent like sweet-scented osmanthus in the room became more and more obvious.

"Come on, I'm ready."

Ling Xiaodong tilted his head, trying not to look at Yue Yingying's naked body, for fear that she would get angry for no reason.

He sat upright on the bed, opened his arms, and waited for the master to throw himself into his arms and hug him.

"Wait." Yue Yingying said.

Ling Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, is this a repentance?

Immediately afterwards, his right hand was caught by the master, and he slowly pressed it towards the towering place.

"How does it compare to Zheng Si'er's body?"

Ling Xiaodong was so startled that he instantly turned his head to look at the master in front of him, his eyes staring like copper bells.

I saw Yueyingying pursing her cherry lips lightly, a bit of intoxicating pink glowed on her cold dimple, her eyes flickered slightly, as if she wanted to avoid the sight of her apprentice.

Where does this desire to win and lose come from?

Ling Xiaodong's eyes were straight, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was a little dry.

"Of course...the master is better..."

After hearing the answer, the corners of Yue Yingying's mouth curled up slightly, but she quickly smoothed it out, but she didn't hide the secret joy in her eyes.

"Is it just one deal?"

"Master... is much better than her..."

Yue Yingying nodded in satisfaction. Although her ears were a little hot at this time, she didn't let go, and Ling Xiaodong still pressed her.

"Then tell me, what's good about it?"

"I also want to say this?!"

Ling Xiaodong was shocked.

I'm afraid it wasn't something that was added to the meal just now, which made the master become abnormal after eating it.

"Of course I have to! Otherwise, how would I know if you're perfunctory?"

Ling Xiaodong's face showed embarrassment, and he didn't know where to boast for a moment.

"This... is of moderate size and round and plump in shape?"

Yue Yingying said lightly: "Well, what else?"

Ling Xiaodong hesitated for a moment, then commented:

"Also... and it feels delicate and soft, warm and fragrant."

"Okay."

After Yue Yingying finished speaking hastily, she immediately threw Ling Xiaodong's hand aside.

At this time, her face was flushed, and she felt that the blood was rushing to her forehead, and her head was a little dizzy.

"Master, what do you ask me for?"

Ling Xiaodong looked at Yue Yingying strangely, it was obvious that she was just too shy to lift her head because of her actions, but she still insisted on doing so.

Yue Yingying closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, and when she opened them again, she had recovered her original calmness.

"As a teacher, I want to teach you that not only money is a foreign object, but also the body. What you want to cultivate is the Dao. Don't be easily seduced by a few beautiful skins. Today you have seen such a perfect body. Will be fascinated by everything."

Her voice was faint, seemingly without any emotion, but it was trembling.

"Do you think the teacher cares? I don't care at all!"

Ling Xiaodong stared blankly at the red tide on Yueyingying's refined fairy dimple, as well as the trembling eyelashes, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem to care.

But even he knew that if he pointed out these things now, he might be kicked out of the door again tonight.

"The disciple has been taught."

Chapter 34 Arrived in Kunlun

Ling Xiaodong didn't say anything about Po Yue Yingying's panic, but he just embraced his master's slender willow waist in his arms.

Skin to skin, even a piece of rice paper as thin as a cicada's wing can't be inserted in the middle.

"Don't push me..."

Yue Yingying mumbled twice with her face flushed, and her delicate body twisted a few times. After finding a relatively comfortable position, she hugged Ling Xiaodong in front of her.

"I'm really telling you that pink and pink are all skeletons! Don't think it means anything else!"

"Ah."

Ling Xiaodong responded softly, this time without any extra moves.

Although the master's fragrant jade body like suet nephrite is in his arms, the faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus wafts out, stirring his heartstrings all the time.

Barely suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he gradually sank his mind, and the seal on his forehead emitted a bright golden light in the dark night like breathing.