I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

With the Qin Sword Method, the amount of fetal light consumed by every thousand sword styles increases exponentially.

Mu Nanfeng's current fetal light can only last until the 3,000th sword style at most. If he continues, he will really die of ecstasy...

Mu Nanfeng stared at his master's beautiful eyes that were cold yet a little gentle, and smiled softly.

"Of course I am sure. Why? Master, are you afraid that your disciple is gifted and will learn all the sword techniques? Master, you are not so stingy, right?"

provocative!

Chi Guoguo’s provocation!

How can I tolerate this?

This is unbearable!!

The fairy in the green skirt snorted coldly, "Okay, now is different from the past. This time I will not help you with the fetal light. Do you think so?"

Mu Nanfeng raised his chin, glanced at her, turned around and walked towards the shore.

The disdainful look completely infuriated Youqin Huali, and she stood up suddenly.

......

Beside the quiet pond, the fairy in green skirt stood behind the fairy king in white, looking at the tall and straight figure of the man in front of her, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Three years ago, he had a childish face and was only as tall as her chin, but now he was a little taller than her, and the lines of his cheeks were more three-dimensional and firm.

The shoulders are broader and the waist and hips are stronger.

The fairy in green skirt narrowed her beautiful eyes, reached out from behind to hold his waist, and placed her slender palm lightly on his abdomen.

So hard....

She pinched it subconsciously.

"..."

Mu Nanfeng's abdomen shrank and his body became a little stiff.

Although he was prepared, when the master really came close to him, that indescribable graceful curve pressed against his back, the faint orchid scent of the fairy's cold lips lingered around his ears, everything made Mu Nanfeng's ears blush uncontrollably.

Youqin Huali glanced at the earlobe beside her lips, pursed her lips, didn't say much, reached out and held Mu Nanfeng's big hand, crossing their fingers.

Two women, one in green skirt and the other in white, began to dance lightly by the lake, brandishing swords.

In the cold and lonely cave, they were like two colorful butterflies in green and white costumes, dancing among the flowers with the sound of the flowing spring.

Time flows quietly between the breaths of men and women.

Just like that, the cold beauty and the shadowy sword,

Following the rhythm of the sword striking the dark cliff, the movements of the Immortal King in White gradually became slower and stiffer, and sweat began to appear between his noble brows dotted with snow patterns.

"What? This won't work?"

A light, faint and steady female voice rang softly in his ears. Her movements did not slow down at all because of Mu Nanfeng's exhaustion. Instead, they became faster and more powerful, hitting the rocks on the cliff with a popping sound.

The sword shadow hit the air, and Mu Nanfeng gritted his teeth and said nothing. It was only the 2,000th sword move, but he was already in a state of decline. This was actually something he had expected.

Although his fetal light is much greater than that of ordinary people, it is still a world of difference compared to Master.

I simply cannot bear the high intensity sword dance moves of my master.

His steps were unsteady, and by the time he reached the 3,000th sword style, his body was already limp. His entire body was supported by his master behind him, who was swinging the sword.

Look at the evil disciple, the immortal king's face is flushed, his cheeks are covered with sweat, and his black hair is messy.

Youqin Huali felt inexplicably pleased, the corners of her straight lips curled up quietly, and her cherry lips parted slightly:

"Are you still going? If you can't do it anymore, you can stop."

No? Who said I can’t do it?! Mu Nanfeng gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Suddenly, the sword's momentum suddenly changed, slashing through the air.

The figures of men and women in green skirts and white clothes were moving freely in the dark cliffs, as sharp as the wind, and seemed to transform into the light and shadow of the bright moon, and their traces could no longer be seen by the naked eye.

Too fast...

Too fast...

four thousand!

Four thousand and five!

Five Thousand Sword Styles!!

Finally, the heavy breathing of the Immortal King in the dark cliff gradually became weaker and finally stopped completely.

The light and shadow stopped suddenly, and the fairy in green skirt floated in the air. She panted slightly and looked at the man in her arms who was limp and had his eyes rolled back. She snorted coldly, "How weak."

Mocking herself in her heart, she pursed her lips and floated back to the center of the lake to sit cross-legged.

In the end, she went against her own words, opened her lips and lowered her head to pass the fetal light to the unconscious Mu Nanfeng.

for a long time,

Mu Nanfeng's unstable spirit, which was about to collapse, returned to normal. He had a ruddy face and fell into deep sleep.

Youqinhuali lowered her soft and pretty eyebrows, and looked quietly at the handsome face of the man on her lap with her beautiful eyes.

The eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the lips are like vermilion.

Even though the snow pattern between her eyebrows was broken into five lines, it still couldn't hide her extraordinary and beautiful beauty.

This is her apprentice, the one she has taught from childhood to adulthood.

The fairy in green skirt slightly shifted her beautiful eyes and reached out to gently stroke Mu Nanfeng's cheek. Her fingertips slid along his hair to his slightly closed red lips. As he murmured unconsciously, her eyes lingered on him and the corners of her lips curved in a slight smile.

Suddenly, Mu Nanfeng opened his eyes.

The fairy in green skirt's pupils slightly dilated, her hands retracted into her sleeves, and she looked at her disciple calmly, as if nothing had happened, "Awake?"

She reacted quickly, but she forgot to retract the corners of her lips that were curled up in a smile.

Mu Nanfeng blinked and smiled, "Master, are you relieved now?"

"Relieve anger?"

Youqin Huali was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that this evil disciple was deliberately overestimating his own abilities and wanted to practice Youqin swordsmanship in order to vent her anger.

but.....

"Do you think that this will save the relationship between master and apprentice?"

The fairy in green skirt suddenly stood up, and Mu Nanfeng, who was resting his head on her lap, had to stumble to his feet. He said helplessly,

"Then what else does Master want?"

"How...."

Youqinhuali opened her mouth and frowned slightly. She didn't know what to do and felt confused...

"Ok?"

At this moment, Mu Nanfeng suddenly stepped forward, hugged her in his arms, held her waist tightly, and hugged her beautiful back.

When they were practicing sword just now, she was standing behind, taking the initiative and feeling very safe. Even if she had...anything on her mind, others would not know.

And now Xiaofeng is holding me from the front, Xiaofeng's chest, Xiaofeng's waist and abdomen...

Her ears instantly turned red, and she angrily shouted, "You evil disciple! Let go of me!"

The fairy's voice was cold and angry, and even deliberately carried a hint of distant murderous intent, as she rebuked Mu Nanfeng in her ear in a very cold voice.

But Mu Nanfeng ignored it and hugged his master even tighter, as if he wanted to rub this fairy master into his heart and hold her in his arms forever. He whispered,

"Master, I know I was wrong."

Admit your mistakes, what kind of disciple would hug his master and admit his mistakes like this? Qin Huali's long legs were clenched under her cold green skirt, and she didn't know where to put her hands in her sleeves.

She gritted her teeth and said coldly, "You are wrong? Then what are you wrong about?"

"Yes, what did I do wrong?"

"?"

Youqinhuali was furious and subconsciously raised her hand and slapped Mu Nanfeng directly on the butt.

Snapped--

The corners of Mu Nanfeng's lips, which were originally smiling faintly, suddenly froze, and his neck and back were also stiff, and he stood still.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Aqinhua Li felt a little regretful.

Although I always think about spanking the evil disciple hard after catching him, he is already so big after all, and it is not good to beat him like this.

but,

I have already fought...

The fairy in the green skirt pursed her lips and waved her slender hands high in the air. The misty and cold ice silk sleeves danced lightly in the air. Snap——

She slapped him again, "Tell me, what did you do wrong?!"

Mu Nanfeng: “!!!”

[Ding~ The host is already 5000 years old, a mature, calm man with eight-pack abs, but now a fairy is spanking him like a child, and asking him what he did wrong? The host's mentality explodes~Shame value +~]

42. Didn’t you say you would marry a teacher when you grow up? (4k~)

shame!

So shameful!

There was also a sense of inexplicable humiliation and annoyance, my heart was swollen, and my buttocks were numb...

Mu Nanfeng subconsciously raised his big hands that were around his master's slender waist, wanting to return the favor to the fairy's noble curved buttocks.

But in the end, his hand remained frozen in mid-air.

Now....

It's not the right time yet. He knew in his heart that if he struck back with this palm now, his master might get angry again.

Then all the previous efforts, including his admitting his mistakes and suffering humiliation, would be in vain.

Endure it!

It's just a temporary solution, be patient for now! Mu Nanfeng secretly made a note in his heart, and when this crisis is over, I will see how I can make you, the violent master [deleted]

Snapped--

Although the fairy's hands looked small and smooth, with each finger slender and pink, the force of her fall was quite strong, causing Mu Nanfeng to frown subconsciously and groan.

"What? Don't you know where you went wrong?!"

Fairy Master's tone was serious and even a little childish, as if she was scolding a child. She waved her hand high and was about to punish again.

Mu Nanfeng's scalp tingled, and he quickly hugged his master's slender waist even tighter, burying his face in his master's cold and fragrant snow-white neck, and quickly admitted his mistake in her ear:

"I was wrong in that I should not have met Master but deliberately concealed my identity and refused to acknowledge Master. I was wrong in that I deliberately teased Master by pretending to be the Emperor Shenwu in the Gou Chen Grottoes. I was wrong in that I deliberately led Master to say shameful words that he liked his own disciple..."

In order to prevent Pipi from being insulted like this again, Mu Nanfeng had to admit all his past crimes and confessed his mistakes in a sincere voice.

pop- pop-

However, the master's punishment did not slow down because of his confession. The fairy master's fairy silk sleeves danced freely and rhythmically in the air.

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"What else? Keep going. Do you think you have done only this ridiculous thing?"

Her cold and elegant voice carried a hint of anger and sarcasm, and it was obvious that she was still resentful.

Mu Nanfeng had no choice but to continue whispering beside her ear,

"My fault was that I shouldn't have said those words in the listening space to humiliate Master. I shouldn't have told Master about the lustful dream that Master allowed [河蟹路过河蟹路过] to humiliate Master, and even..."

"shut up!!"

The fairy in the green skirt was furious, her snow-white neck flushed red, she said in a cold voice, "Master said, I have never had such an obscene dream! It's all nonsense that Di Ting said! Xiaofeng! If you dare to talk nonsense about this again, I will see whether Master will -"

"Snapped--"

As she spoke in a scolding voice, she raised her slender hand and severely taught this disrespectful disciple a lesson!

Mu Nanfeng gritted his teeth and continued to endure.