The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

The next moment, Chunlan's beautiful eyes suddenly widened. She felt an indescribable mysterious state of mind that surged into her heart.

For a moment, it seemed as if his body was out of his control. He subconsciously raised his hand and gripped the sword tightly.

From the moment the sword was raised, the powerful and fierce sword intent rushed to the top of the head like a volcanic eruption.

Violently resist the rush to see every nerve.

At that moment, Chunlan had an illusion. The rotten wooden sword in her hand. It seemed that as long as she wanted, she could split the world in front of her eyes into two with one sword. Divide the yin and yang, the day and night, the clear and turbid of the earth. Her hand slowly rose, and she slashed hard at the desolate scenery in front of her, which seemed like the universe. "Ahhh!" The sword was swung out. But nothing happened. The confinement room was still the same confinement room, and everything just now seemed to be just an illusion. The wooden sword in her hand was still so rotten that it might not hurt people even if it hit them. Only the extraordinary sword intent just now remained in her mind, lingering for a long time. "Gu!" Chunlan fell to the ground as if she had lost her strength the next moment. Her face was flushed, she was panting, her body was soaked with cold juice, and the whole person seemed to be pulled out of the water.

"What, what is that?" Chunlan's eyes were blank, and she murmured to herself, "I have never seen such a domineering and fierce sword intent.

This is the sword technique left by an ancient swordsman that my father found in a secret place somewhere."

Sang Zhe slowly walked to her side and said with a smile: "How is it? Doesn't this feel great?"

"Do you feel like your whole body is filled with sword energy, and even the ability to think has been taken away?"

"My body is clearly craving this sword technique." "But I can only watch my body use it like an outsider.

"Is it someone else's swordsmanship?"

But this sword technique is still so domineering, powerful, and charming... "This feeling is wonderful, right?" Chunlan didn't know how to describe it. At that moment, she felt as if her body was not her own. But the extraordinary sword intent brought a feeling of being above everything else.

Make her deeply intoxicated and surrender.

She vaguely felt that she seemed to have stepped into a forbidden place.

deep.

So she subconsciously murmured: "No, no, you can't accompany me!" Chunlan shrank back timidly, but Sang Zhe gently pinched her chin and pulled her face in front of him.

"Don't worry." He said with a seductive smile. "This feeling, once your body has experienced it once, you will never forget it.

It is. ”

"Ah, Chunlan's beautiful eyes were blurred and absent-minded, and there was even a hint of saliva between her cherry lips. The blush and afterglow on her pink cheeks made her look like a delicate and charming person after collapse. "Starting from today." "If you still want to practice sword with my treasure... then show up in front of me on time at this time of each level." Be respectful to me, and do whatever I tell you to do.

"Treat me as your master and your master." "Do you understand?" Sang Zhe looked at her indifferently. Chunlan was a little confused at the moment. She could only twist her body desperately, trying her best to keep her red cheeks from

In the past, I didn’t look into Sang Zhe’s eyes.

"I won't give in to you." "Oh, it's too late." Sang Zhe said with a smile: "I believe it's Mingguan now." "You will still come to me obediently." "Believe me. You can't resist the desire in your body." He also put on a childish voice and smiled evilly like a villain, and by the way, appreciated Lan's resistance and shyness, and the blurred and warm look in her eyes.

Sang Zhe knew that this little butterfly had become the prey on his spider web.

129. After the elder sister sends the younger sister

"Senior Sister Qiuju, we're leaving first." "Senior Sister, please go eat early." "Okay. I got it." On the sword training ground, the last batch of Jianhua Palace disciples who were still practicing also said hello to Qiuju and went back to rest. But Qiuju was still practicing sword on the sword training ground tirelessly. She kept practicing until it was getting dark, and she was sweating, so she took a short breath and stopped. "…The Sword Palace Competition is coming soon." While wiping her sweat, Qiuju looked at the gate in the distance with her beautiful eyes. In the past few levels, she also practiced on the sword training ground until very late.

Although for her, her swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck, this kind of conventional practice will not lead to much improvement.

But she couldn't help wanting to practice for a while longer. It seemed that if she worked harder, she could be closer to her sister. "...I don't know how my sister's swordsmanship is going." She suddenly sighed as if talking to herself. In the entire Jianhua Palace, there were only her and her sister as sword servants. Among all the disciples, when it comes to swordsmanship talent, she and her sister would be the first to come to mind.

sister.

But Qiuju always felt that she was not as good as her sister. She and Chunlan had completely different personalities. Chunlan was strong-willed and even a little bit aggressive. She was always tough and would not give in to anyone.

The look of bowing one's head.

Unlike a timid, introverted and self-abased girl like herself, Qiu Ju sometimes envied her sister for not caring about other people's

Vision, only caring about your own feelings.

Besides, Chunlan's swordsmanship was also very powerful. Although she was on par with her, Qiuju always felt that if they really fought, she would still be no match for her sister. "Throat." She suddenly lowered her head in frustration: "I haven't made any progress in swordsmanship during this period... I'm going to be left behind by my sister again."

Whenever she thought about it, she felt sad and depressed.

After packing up and returning to her residence, Qiu Ju walked along the familiar road again. She happened to pass by the confinement room. She had to deliver food to Sang Zhe anyway, so Qiu Ju took the food with her on the way.

Arrived at the door of the confinement room. "Mr. Sang, I'm here to deliver dinner."

Before she could finish her words, a very familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice suddenly rang out from the door of the confinement room. It was familiar because it was the voice of her elder sister Chunlan. It was unfamiliar because she had never heard her elder sister make such a sound. Such a charming and suppressed low moan, as if she was trying her best to endure and resist something. Qiuju was startled. She quickly hid beside the window and looked inside through the window. She saw her elder sister, the one who was arrogant and fierce and never had a good face for anyone. At this moment, she was lying on the ground with her whole body limp and her face flushed. She was soaked all over, and a hint of spring light could be vaguely seen through the outer skirt from the lining. Her white skin was flushed pink, and her eyes were blurred and shy. Opposite her, there was a man who pinched her chin lightly and lustfully, and asked her to look at something in a playful way. Qiuju's heart suddenly beat very fast. She didn't know what happened. Could it be that the guest had done something bad to her sister?

But my sister didn't seem to resist, and her expression didn't show that she was being forced.

Then what are they doing... Before Qiuju could finish thinking, Chunlan in the room had already stood up and glared at Sangzhe with shame. Then she left the room in a hurry. Qiuju was so scared that she hid aside, watching her sister silently hugging her arms and returning to her residence. Her heart was in a mess, and countless thoughts flooded into her mind. No. Sister...did she offend the guests because of her temper again, so she was bullied by the guests? Thinking of Chunlan's shy look just now, Qiuju couldn't help biting her red lips slightly.

No. I, I have to find a way to save my sister!

After seeing Chunlan off, Sang Zhe sat leisurely on the chair, drinking tea happily. Chunlan, after all, was too inexperienced. It would be better to say that the Jianhua Palace group of white lotus girls had hardly left the mountain gate since they were young, and had never experienced the dangers of the world.

Compared to an experienced person like me, they are still too young. With just a few words, as long as I grasp their vital points, I can easily see through their thoughts and ideas. So even though the little girl is very good at talking, she will never succumb to me.

But Sang Zhe was very sure that she would still come to him obediently at this time. Moreover, she would not tell anyone about the existence of the precious flame such as the cultivation jade.

people.

I dared to keep it to myself. It just so happened that Sang Zhe had been annoyed with this arrogant little girl for a long time. She had ruined my good fortune since the first time they met. She ruined my carefully prepared confession and said, "Even if I am 100%

"Ninety-nine problems, don't you have one percent of problems?"

Every time they met, he would ask for a beating. And now that she was in his hands, Sang Zhe was thinking whether he should find an opportunity to bully her tomorrow to get revenge.

To avenge her for the rudeness she gave him.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the door. "Master Rousang!" Sang Zhe turned his head and saw Qiu Ju standing at the door nervously and uncomfortably.

"Sister Qiuju." Sang Zhe immediately put on a kind smile: "Are you here to bring me food?" "Just right, I'm hungry too, let me see if there's anything delicious tonight--" He was halfway through his words when Qiuju suddenly interrupted him hesitantly. "Mr. Sang, that."

Her hands tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, her expression hesitant and conflicted, but in the end, she still blushed and gritted her teeth and shouted:

"You, you can't bully Chunlan!" If Master Sang bullies Chunlan, I will... I will kill her.

Her eyes moved rapidly, and she looked as if she was about to cry.

I just beg Master Sang to bully me in place of Chunlan!" Sang Zhe: "?" "Um, did sister Qiuju misunderstand something?" He smiled and said, "I didn't bully Miss Chunlan." "Master Sang is lying." Qiuju pursed her red lips and whispered, "I just... saw it all." "Did you see it?" Rouzhe's expression gradually turned cold. Seeing Master Rou... pinching Chunlan's chin, Chunlan was still very shy, and her body was

After a few soft words, Qiu Ju failed to move the case forward. Instead, she started talking so hard that her face turned red and her voice trembled with nervousness.

Young Master Sang must have bullied my sister. This, this is not allowed!" She lowered her head deeply, blushed, and shouted in a tender voice: "You can't do anything obscene.

"It seems that Sang Zhe, this little girl, has a very deep imagination. However. Seeing Qiu Ju's shy face, but her cute appearance of standing up for her sister. Sang Zhe couldn't help but smile again.

130. You don’t want your sister to be expelled from the palace, do you?

"Sister Qiuju, you misunderstood. Sang Zhe put on a friendly smile and said softly, "Your sister is fine." "Just now, I just found some minor flaws in your sister's swordsmanship, and I accidentally spilled the tea while discussing the Dao." Qiuju raised her bright eyes after hearing this: "Really?" "Of course, if you don't believe me, go back and ask your sister." Sang Zhe said righteously, "If I bully your sister, you will go to Palace Master Gu to report me and have me driven down the mountain." Qiuju smiled. She patted Feng Yi's chest as if she was relieved. "Is that so? I'm scared to death." ... You really believe everything you say. At least doubt it! I feel embarrassed for you to be so naive and easy to deceive! Sang Zhe coughed dryly and said softly, "But your sister's swordsmanship is indeed interesting. "It's just... why does it feel a little wrong?" Qiu Ju couldn't help but say, "Sister's swordsmanship was taught by the Palace Master herself. It's very powerful."

"It's really powerful." Sang Zhe frowned and thought deeply, "However, I am not very good at seeing. I always feel that there is something evil and cruel in Miss Chunlan's swordsmanship, and her sword moves are also strange and twisted."

It doesn't sound like a name like Jianhua Palace! Haoran Hongtian of Tianpai, on the contrary, has a kind of... sinister feeling?"

Qiu Ju was startled and shook her head repeatedly: "No, my sister's swordsmanship has always been very upright..." "Then I don't understand." Sang Zhe suddenly sighed and said: "When we were discussing swordsmanship just now, I seemed to hear Chunlan

The girl muttered to herself, saying that she had reached a bottleneck in her kendo. If she hadn't secretly practiced forbidden techniques, she wouldn't even be able to beat her sister.

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Qiu Ju. As expected. Qiu Ju's face suddenly turned pale. My sister secretly practiced forbidden skills. She, she wouldn't be because her swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck and she doesn't want to

Lost to myself in the Sword Palace competition.

So he secretly practiced the forbidden method that was forbidden in the camp: those, those were the swords passed down by the bloodthirsty and demonic swordsmen.

Law!

Even the Palace Master dare not practice cultivation easily, as it may even cause the cultivator to have a bad temper.

Changed! Could it be that my sister really did such a stupid thing... Qiu Ju couldn't believe it for a moment.

But as a younger sister, she vaguely felt that given her sister's personality, she might really do such a thing.

After all, let alone my sister. Even I had thought about this before. In order to win over my sister, I even fantasized about practicing forbidden swordsmanship and becoming a superhero.

From now on, I don't have to hide behind my sister anymore.

Thinking of this, Qiuju's face turned even paler, bloodless. "Sister Qiuju?" Sang Zhe asked slowly, "If you practice the forbidden techniques of the Jianhua Palace...

"It's a pity that such a good seedling has gone astray." He said with regret, "It seems that when I pass the second level and discuss swordsmanship with Palace Master Gu, I have to mention it to her. Her sword servants actually... "No!" Qiuju suddenly exclaimed, and hurriedly pulled Sang Zhe's sleeve, tears in her beautiful eyes, and said pitifully: "No... please, Master Sang, don't tell the Palace Master!" Secretly learning forbidden things is not Tianfei, my sister, she, she might be expelled from Jianhua Palace by the camp owner!"

She pleaded pitifully with Sang Zhe, almost crying: "Sister, she must have just gone astray for a while, and her nature is not bad.

of. ”

"If we are driven out by the Palace Master, it will be worse than death for us." "So, please, Master Rou, don't tell the Palace Master. She bit her lip and looked at him sadly.

Fold to Sang. Oh.

It's a serious crime. You don't want to be expelled from Jianhua Palace. Let me help keep it a secret. Aren't these elements complete? Sang Zhe nodded with satisfaction and looked at the little girl beside him who was crying tenderly.

girl.

I couldn't help but smile like the Japanese netizens. "Sister Qiuju, you don't want your sister to be expelled from the palace by the camp owner, right?" Qiuju seemed to be frightened by Sangzhe's smile, and suddenly she couldn't help but timidly and cutely

Nodding. "Then, if I make any request." Sang Zhe gently reached out and wiped a few strands of Qiuju's hair, causing her to shyly and uncomfortably turn her head away. I wonder if sister Qiuju is willing to obey me?"

"oQiuju's beautiful eyes were full of grievance and embarrassment. She swallowed gently, her eyes were shaking and moist, her face was hot and blushing, and she asked timidly: "Mr. Sang, what do you want me to do?" I want to make a deal with Sister Qiuju." Sang Zhe smiled evilly: "I can not tell the Palace Master." "But in exchange, I want Sister Qiuju to come to me every day, chat with me, and drink tea." "Practice sword one by one." He leaned close to Qiuju's ear and whispered. Qiuju was numb all over by his intimate whisper, and almost moaned.

Although she felt uneasy and even a little ashamed, Qiuju was afraid that Chunlan might be driven out of Jianhua Palace by the palace master.

They had grown up in Jianhua Camp since they were young. This was everything to them. To them, it was more important than their lives. So no matter what, they couldn't let their sister be driven out of the camp. As long as they could protect their sister... Qiuju took a deep breath. After a moment, she nodded weakly, her eyes drooping. "I, I understand."　

When Chunlan returned to her residence, it was already completely dark. She was exhausted, so she didn't even wash herself when she got home.

He fell on the bed and buried his face deeply in the quilt.

..In her mind, the sword intent that made her body hot still lingered. What should I do... She couldn't help biting her lips tightly. She didn't want to let that annoying guy get what he wanted. But, that treasure was really amazing. It was a way of practicing that allowed her to personally experience the swordsmanship of a great swordsman.

Simply unheard of.

With that thing, he might be able to learn a powerful sword technique again before the Sword Palace Competition.

Could it be that I really have to go to Mingguan again to fulfill that nasty guy's wish?

Thinking of the humiliating and shameful feeling, Chunlan couldn't help but curl up into a

group.

At this moment, (a voice suddenly sounded. Chunlan immediately wiped her face, put on a smile, went to the door and said: "Qiuju, are you practicing sword so late today?" "Yeah Qiuju's beautiful eyes dimmed and she looked away silently.

"Are you going to take a bath today?" "No, I'm a little tired." "Well, I'm a little tired too. Let's rest early today." Chunlan didn't want Qiuju to notice her emotions. So even though she felt bitter, she still forced a smile in front of Qiuju. Qiuju didn't want Chunlan to notice her emotions either. The two looked at each other and forced a smile, then returned to their own rooms with their own thoughts.

One hundred and thirty-one, obedient child

Some people tossed and turned, while others slept soundly. Sang Zhe slept soundly, and continued to play around in the confinement room the next day.

, spent his days lying by the window watching his disciples train.

In the afternoon, after most of the disciples had finished their sword practice, Sang Zhe sat leisurely on a chair, waiting quietly.

Sure enough, in the evening, there was a soft knock at the door. "Come in." Chunlan, with a troubled look on her face, slowly pushed the door open. Chunlan was still wearing the casual clothes that the disciples of the Sword Palace wore when practicing swords. Her slightly young body was wrapped in a white Taoist skirt, and her bright eyes still had the youthful agility that only a girl could have.

"Oh." Sang Zhe said with a smile while holding the tea, "Isn't it that you are here obediently?" Chunlan didn't say anything. She just gave him a fierce look with a slightly shy look. I came as you said." "Quick, quick, lend me your treasure." She shouted with a little lack of confidence.

Sang Zhe just shook his head.

"No, no, no. Not this attitude." "Get it clear, sister, you are begging me." Begging someone should have the attitude of begging someone." He raised his chin slightly and said proudly: "Think about the tone your sister usually uses when she speaks." "If you don't satisfy me, you can go back to where you came from." Chunlan bit her lips tightly, her eyes moving quickly. "You, what do you want me to say?" "You should say please." Sang Zhe smiled and said: "Say, please ask brother Sang Ce to teach me sword skills. Chunlan instinctively felt a little disgusted. She didn't want to say such words to this man in such a flattering way. But looking at the warm practice jade in Sang Zhe's hand, Chunlan inexplicably felt palpitations and heat in her heart, which was difficult to control. In the end, she still bit her silver teeth lightly, lowered her voice and slowly saluted: Please, brother Rouce, "Not sweet enough, not cute enough, come again." "Please, please ask brother Sang Ce to teach me sword skills~" After saying that. She even managed a smile that was uglier than crying. He pretended to be cute and innocent. Looking at her face that was twisted by shame, he nodded with satisfaction.

head.

Isn't this how to speak nicely? " "So, it's better to be polite when you are a person~" "Girls are so irritable all day long, and they are afraid of everyone they see.

How unlovely it is."

He walked gently to Chunlan and gently placed his hands on her shoulders, which were shaking with anger.

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on.

"Very good. The obedient child can receive her reward." Sang Zhe placed the practice jade in her palm. Chunlan breathed a sigh of relief, slowly raised her sword, and closed her eyes silently. The same exciting and intense feeling as last time came over her again. Although she had the experience of last time, Chunlan was still almost lost in the vastness.

Within the powerful sword intent.

She could only bite her lips hard, almost biting them through, to stay awake and comprehend the sword intent.

Seeing how hard she worked, Sang Zhe couldn't help but ask: "Miss Chunlan, do you need my help?" "No, Chunlan seemed to have squeezed out two students from the gap between her teeth. Sang Zhe could only be regarded as a shoulder. Then he sat on a chair and watched Chunlan practice sword slowly. After a stove incense stick of time, Chunlan was once again exhausted and soaked.

Collapsed on the ground. But this time, Sang Zhe was considerate enough to prepare some coins and put them beside her. "Thank you for your hard work~" He smiled and said, "How was it? Did you get a lot?" Chunlan forced her lips to purse, refusing to speak. But in fact, it was really fast. This way of understanding the way of the sword is no longer twice the result with half the effort. It is a rapid improvement. She herself has a good talent for the way of the sword, and with the help of the practice jade, she can make the strong sword intent that suits her improve rapidly like a thousand miles a day. This feeling... is really great. Even if Chunlan didn't want to admit it, she couldn't refute it in her heart. This man really didn't lie to her. "I, I'll lend you my clothes to change." Chunlan panted for a while, and her face flushed after a while, and she said in a soft voice, "You, you go out first." Change clothes? Sang Zhe took a look at the clothes she had prepared at the door, and instantly understood. Oh, don't want to be seen by your sister when you go back with your wolf beard? "No."

Sang Zhe crossed his arms in annoyance: "I can't step out of the confinement room, so you can change here."

There is a screen there, you can hide behind it and I won't peek at you." Chunlan still felt it was a bit embarrassing to change clothes in the same room with a man, so she couldn't help but

She blushed and glared at him hatefully.

Then, they picked up their clothes and walked behind the screen. Sang Zhe did not peek. Nonsense. What's so good about steel plates? Real men still like big-chested and long-legged queens. Sang Zhe was not interested in this kind of underdeveloped little girl. Not long after, Chunlan had changed into casual clothes and walked out from behind the screen. Her cheeks were still a little red after the intense sex.

She is pretty, and you can vaguely see some beads of sweat hanging on her hair.

"I'm going back." She lowered her head and said silently, as if she didn't want to say another word to Sang Zhe.