I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

Zhao Mengyao raised her head following the sound, but did not see her master's voice.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her buttocks. When she turned around, she saw her master's figure disappearing into the distance.

"Ah! Master is so bad." She said coquettishly.

In the following sparring between the two, it was basically Zhao Mengyao who was attacking, and he kept dodging.

The place where they competed was a mess, full of potholes, but she never hit him.

The master was even more slippery than a loach, and she couldn't even catch sight of him.

This made her a little anxious, and she felt even more angry that she was being teased.

During the competition between the two, Zhao Kangping was basically just playing around and didn't take it seriously at all.

He felt that he had been very lenient with her before, and it would not be good to be strict all of a sudden. There should be a gradual process for her to adapt slowly.

But she didn't appreciate it. Instead, she asked, "Master, why don't you fight back? Do you look down on me?"

It's really speechless.

Whether you can speak or not, can't you think about the good intentions of your teacher?

"You have to hit me first." Zhao Kangping said after dodging her continuous water bullets again.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of extremely cold water droplets the size of soybeans splashed over.

There are a large number of water droplets, covering a wide area.

In this way, the power is dispersed, but in return a higher hit rate is achieved.

It's a good idea, but in a real fight, this method reduces the power of the spell, making it impossible to seriously injure the enemy, and it is very likely to lead to a counterattack from the enemy.

Zhao Kangping dodged repeatedly, his body movements moving in a flash.

But the number of water droplets splashing down was too great, and many parts of his clothes were penetrated, and tiny water droplets hit his skin.

There was a stinging pain like a needle prick, but it was just a sprinkle of pain to his body that had been baptized by thunder.

He wouldn't even hum.

"If you hit me, I'll fight back."

His voice still lingered in the air.

zizi.

Before Zhao Mengyao could see the figure clearly, she heard the sound of electricity.

But she looked around and couldn't see where her master was.

This was mainly because he moved so fast that her naked eyes couldn't keep up with his movements.

She was obviously a little panicked, and she didn't see where her master was, so she lost her composure.

However, her spiritual sense quickly captured his position again.

But her reaction was still a beat slow.

Zhao Kangping appeared less than three meters away from her left.

She had no time to dodge before an electric snake as thick as a baby's arm pounced towards her.

"what!"

The electric snake hit her body, and after a crackling burst of electricity, her hair turned into an afro and her body was charred.

"Wow, wow, wow! Can't you be a little gentler?" She was beaten to tears.

Zhao Kangping shook his head, feeling that her level was far from enough to perform well in the upcoming Holy Land Trials.

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Chapter 119 Refining the Thunder Meteorite

"It hurts so much." Zhao Mengyao had tears in her eyes and looked pitiful.

"Why don't we just stop here today?" Zhao Kangping said.

This is just the beginning.

I sighed silently in my heart. If it were Xueqing, this little pain would be nothing.

He couldn't think highly of his second disciple, but he hadn't had high expectations of her, so he wasn't disappointed.

Think about the murderous female villain in the original novel, and then look at the crying little girl in front of you. Is she really a human being?

He was a little suspicious.

Is it possible that she would only practice seriously if he really died?

Zhao's death actually inspired her fighting spirit, but it also led to her evil transformation.

I am so important in her mind.

He didn't know whether to be happy or cry.

When she heard that this was the end, Zhao Mengyao suddenly perked up.

"Okay, then Master, can you sleep with me tonight?"

"Okay, okay, take this healing pill first."

The woman stopped crying immediately, took the pill and swallowed it, and the scars on her body healed quickly.

But when they lay together, no matter how she rubbed him, he remained unmoved.

We really just sleep together, nothing else.

"Husband, I want it."

"You're still so energetic? Why don't you go out and practice some more?"

"But……"

"No buts, stop twisting, I'll hold you to sleep, I want to give my dick a break, so I won't come today."

"Then I'll do it myself."

As she said this, she wanted to get into bed.

But she underestimated his recent determination to quit masturbating. He held her tightly and she fell into his arms, unable to move.

"It's too tight, loosen it a little, I can't breathe."

"No, you little braised chicken, what are you thinking? Do you think I don't know?"

"Hehe, I just want to taste your..."

Before she could finish her words, she felt a slap on the face from her master.

"Sleep. If you don't, I'll use magic to help you sleep."

As he said this, he put her on his side and kicked away her tender legs that had just stretched out to try to straddle him.

She pouted, looking a little unwilling.

Zhao Mengyao thought that she was extremely beautiful. Even in the holy land of Ziyang where fairies were everywhere, she believed that there were not many women who could surpass her in terms of appearance.

Could it be that my attraction to Master has decreased?

Perhaps it was after his relationship with his senior sisters and uncles took a step closer that she felt that her master did not value her as much as before.

Come to think of it, most men are fickle, and how to keep a man's heart has always been a difficult problem for many women.

Fortunately, she is a monk and can remain young forever.

But this is not her advantage, because her senior sister and uncle are the same.

She knew that in terms of beauty, they were slightly inferior to her, and this was due to the bonus of her advanced cultivation.

Many people say that as a female cultivator’s realm improves, her temperament will also improve.

At that moment, she suddenly understood a lot.

As long as her realm of cultivation is improved, her temperament will also be able to reach a higher level.

She suddenly developed a strong interest in spiritual practice.

In the past, whether her master or her senior sister urged her to practice, she didn't take it seriously.

But in order to become more beautiful, she suddenly became motivated.

Then she stopped teasing her master and just lay down quietly to sleep, at most holding one of his arms.

……

The next day, when Zhao Mengyao woke up, her master had already gotten up.

She checked her clothes and found that none of them had been touched, which made her feel a little disappointed.

She quickly put on her clothes, put on some simple makeup, and then came out of her master's room.

Zhao Mengyao looked around but didn't see her master.

But it didn't take long for her to find Luo Xueqing.

Her senior sister still does her morning exercises as usual.

The Feixue Sword danced like an illusion in Luo Xueqing's hand, and the sound of the sword was endless.

Although the sword in her hand was sharp and every move was filled with murderous intent, it was still difficult to ignore her extraordinary figure.

Senior sister is very beautiful, even though her relationship with her is not very good, she cannot deny this fact.

Only a female cultivator like my senior sister who has high cultivation level and a good appearance is worthy of the title of fairy.

There are too many male disciples in the holy land who admire the senior sister, and many of them are brave enough to express their love to her.

But the senior sister only has the master in her eyes, and there is no room for other men.

None of the men who dared to pursue her could last more than ten moves at her hands, and all were defeated by her sword.

As time went on, no one dared to confess their love to her.

"Master, senior sister, have you seen the master?" Zhao Mengyao said with some stuttering.

The phrase "Senior Sister" was a little awkward, but after all, they lived under the same roof, so she couldn't always keep a stern face. The Master certainly wouldn't like that either.

Luo Xueqing, who was concentrating on practicing sword, did not notice Zhao Mengyao coming at first. When she heard someone calling her "Senior Sister", she stopped what she was doing and looked at the person who came.

It turned out to be that girl Zhao Mengyao. She suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

Is she calling herself senior sister?

So Luo Xueqing looked around, but there was no one else.

"He must have gone out early in the morning. I don't know where he went."

It was unbelievable that this girl could politely call her Senior Sister. However, Luo Xueqing remained calm and didn't take it seriously.

Zhao Kangping went out for no other reason than to deal with the thunder meteorite he got at the auction a few days ago.

After refining this item, he can unlock a new thunder magic power.

At this time, he was in a big mountain south of Ziyang Holy Land.

There are no people here, and no large monsters.

Even if he caused some noise while refining, it would not affect anyone.

Zhao Kangping took out a black stone with a bumpy surface and shining blue-purple arcs from the storage ring.