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

That face is both pure and beautiful, and cold. A fairy who is not of this worldly concern probably looks like her.

It was this face that once haunted him.

When he was young, he was deeply attracted by the beauty of his master.

Thinking about being able to stay by her side forever.

Even later, as he grew older, he gradually began to have the delusion of wanting to desecrate the fairies.

Her every move was incredibly beautiful, and he spent every day with her, smelling the delicate floral fragrance on her body and looking at her stunning figure. Even a stone couldn't help but be moved.

So he dared to be a traitor to his teacher, and he succeeded, but they still broke up in the end.

But it is undeniable that he loved her deeply.

The Master's figure is well-proportioned, but every inch is just right.

In fact, her penis is not small, but compared with the huge penises of Senior Sister and Aunt Yun, it looks ordinary. In fact, her penis is also of D level, not ordinary.

What fascinated Zhao Kangping most about her was her pair of long, straight and round legs.

Zhao Kangping remembered that his master had always been extremely dignified and serious, even since childhood. But Aunt Yun said that she had a cold exterior but a warm heart, and that she would become more so after spending more time with him.

When I first became Master's disciple, I was a little shy, especially afraid of another fierce little girl on the mountain.

When the little girl appeared, he could only feel safe when he hugged his master's thigh.

It was indeed as Auntie Yun said, Master was indeed cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Although she always had a cold face, she did care about me.

But for a long time, it was just the master's concern for his disciple, nothing more.

If his filial piety had not changed and he had not confessed his feelings to the Master first, I am afraid that the Master would never have had such an idea.

She is such a serious person, with only cultivation and deep-hidden hatred in her heart.

"What's going on?" Zhao Kangping tried his best to suppress his panic. He felt that he shouldn't show in front of Aunt Yun that he still cared about his master.

Even though they had gotten to this point, he wanted to cut off the relationship between them.

But is it really that easy to cut off?

She was his first true love in this world, and he loved her so deeply.

Even though we broke up, her shadow is still in my heart.

Seeing that she is not in good condition, my heart still aches.

However, he would not get overly excited because of his master's injury.

Nangong Ruyun told him the whole story, but it was a version that she had processed.

She hid the small detail that she showed Lan Ruoyu the short video.

Just by mentioning that she had practiced dual cultivation with him, she became furious.

"She still loves you." In fact, Nangong Ruyun didn't want to say even this, but she knew that Zhao Kangping also understood this.

Lan Ruoyu's situation probably started when her beloved disciple made her heart unstable. She had finally mastered the Taihao Ruthless Sword, but part of her power was dissipated because of Zhao Kangping.

Retreating back to the third floor, she had to start practicing all over again.

That's why she wanted the Linglong Heart-Searching Lotus. This elixir could help Lan Ruoyu stabilize her Daoist heart and allow her to practice the Taihao Ruthless Sword again.

There are only three hard requirements for practicing this set of sword techniques. The first is that the cultivation level must have reached at least the fusion stage, the second is to have a high level of understanding in the way of the sword, and the last is to have a stable heart of the Tao. All three are indispensable.

"I know how to solve her situation." Zhao Kangping's eyes stayed on his master.

"Her pulse is becoming increasingly chaotic. I can stabilize her heart for a while, but it will only take two hours at most. We must find the Linglong Heart Lotus within that time."

"We in Xianyun Sect happen to have one. She asked for it before, but I refused to give it to her. But now I have no choice but to let her take it."

"I've already told Honglian about this. She should have gone to the treasure house to get it now."

Nangong Ruyun spoke a long paragraph at a very fast pace.

Zhao Kangping glanced at his master again and said, "It's too slow. Even if everything goes smoothly, it will take about an hour and a half. If something happens on the way, it will be delayed, and the time will be uncertain. I'd better go and pick up Aunt Lian."

He didn't have time to hesitate and immediately went out. His movements were so fast that by the time Nangong Ruyun reacted, he had already gone a long way.

He has a Heavenly Book Flying Boat, which is much faster than the ordinary flying boat of the Divine Transformation Stage.

After Zhao Kangping left, Nangong Ruyun bit her lower lip and said to the unconscious Lan Ruoyu, "It seems he can't let you go either. It seems like I'm the bad guy."

She also regretted provoking Lan Ruoyu so much before, but it was too late to regret.

Lan Ruoyu probably heard what she said.

Although Lan Ruoyu fell into a coma, with her cultivation level in the fusion stage, she was definitely still able to perceive the outside world.

I don’t know how she would react when she saw that her disciple was still worried about her.

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Zhao Kangping boarded a flying boat and turned into a stream of light shooting into the sky.

At this moment, many past memories flashed through his mind.

"Master, I heard Aunt Yun say that today is your birthday, so I bought this box of rouge especially for you. This color will definitely suit you."

A handsome young man held a lacquered wooden rouge box and handed it to a white-haired fairy.

But the fairy just glanced at it and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need this thing."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and continued to look at the book in her hand.

There was no emotion on her quiet face, like a stubborn iceberg.

The young man walked away disappointedly with the rouge box.

That was the first time he expressed his love to his master, but unfortunately it ended in failure.

Many years later, the boy entered the top three in the Holy Land Competition.

The master had promised him that she could give him any reward within her ability.

At that time, he also repeatedly confirmed that any reward would be acceptable?

The master nodded. She probably didn't believe that he could improve his strength to the level of being in the top three in such a short time.

But he did.

When the day came for her to fulfill her promise, the master still looked at him with that calm face and said, "What do you want?"

The boy was restless and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

He hesitated, wanting to express some bold idea.

But after thinking it over, he felt that if he made a request that was too outrageous, she would probably beat him to death.

After weighing the pros and cons, he mustered up all his courage and said, "Master...can I have a kiss?"

That year, the boy was still young and inexperienced. He stood cautiously in front of his master and told him the standard that he thought his master could accept.

However, the master, who always had an indifferent expression in the past, briefly showed a trace of astonishment, panic and tension on his face.

He never thought these emotions would appear on her face.

He seemed to hear his master clenching his fists, and the joints making crackling sounds.

Although Master is not a physical practitioner and doesn't use fists, he will probably die if he is hit by this punch.

She was angry, but when she thought about how hard he practiced for this goal, it seemed that she had achieved her original intention of wanting him to work hard.

During this period, she could see the sweat he shed, and she could not discourage his enthusiasm for hard work.

Lan Ruoyu knew what he was thinking, but she knew that a romantic relationship would only affect her cultivation. She didn't want to be tied down by love, so she never had much contact with any male cultivators.

I didn't expect that the apprentice I accepted also had improper thoughts about me.

But he was still her best friend's son, and she couldn't really beat him to death.

So she held back and said, "Only... only this time."

Then she closed her eyes, which meant she agreed.

At that moment, he felt that all the blood in his body was rushing up and his brain was about to explode.

She actually agreed, is this true?

The master who used to be so cold and indifferent, and never tainted by the slightest dust, actually agreed to such an impolite request.

He was ecstatic and wanted to pounce on her, hug his master, pull her into his arms, kiss her wantonly and madly, and then grab something.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, he put it down again.

I couldn't move my feet at all, as if they were filled with lead.

"Hurry up!" After waiting for a long time for Zhao Kangping to take any action, she urged him.

At that moment, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

He felt that he had to do something and couldn't just stand still.

So he took action, but not with the boldness he had envisioned.

He leaned closer to his master's beautiful face, her delicate and picturesque beauty filling his nose with her rich fragrance. He was filled with all sorts of thoughts and desires, but he suppressed them.

The Master's lips were rosy and shiny, emitting a jelly-like sheen. He really wanted to bite them and savor them thoroughly...

However, when his face was close enough, he only gave her a small kiss on one cheek.

He could feel how smooth and soft his fairy master's face was and could smell her pleasant fragrance.

I wish that moment could last a little longer.

But good times are always short-lived, and the next moment, Master’s figure disappeared from the spot.

He was left alone to wander here, the beauty left, only the fragrance remained.

The young man, who was alone, looked around but could not see his master.

I wonder what her expression and reaction would be like then, but unfortunately she ran away and didn't see it. When I asked her again later, she evaded me.

It’s Mid-Autumn Festival again.

The master was drinking tea alone under the moon. She was sitting under a peach tree, and her silhouette was infinitely beautiful.

The boy watched from a distance, watching the petals falling in the moonlight, landing on her hair and her shoulders.

"Master." He bowed respectfully, standing not far away, his eyes looking her up and down.

He always made sure that there was no evil thought in his eyes. He felt that it was a sin to look at a fairy like his master who was unique in the world with blasphemous eyes.

"Today's homework is done." The master started by asking about his progress in cultivation.

The young man bowed and said, "It's done."

"I just feel that Master is very lonely, and I want to accompany him."

She looked over at him, staring into his eyes.

The boy's eyes were clear, without any filth that shouldn't be there.

She didn't just ask her disciples to practice non-stop, she also knew how to combine work and rest.

"Yeah." The answer was simple, indicating tacit agreement.

The young man sat beside his beautiful master. She looked up at the bright moon, but he secretly looked at his master's beauty while admiring the moon.

The two of them just sat under the tree without talking about anything.

The boy knew that his master liked quietness, so he stayed with her without saying a word.

But if you always maintain the same sitting posture for a long time, your legs will become numb.

But he found it strange that his master could maintain the same posture for so long without even moving.

At this time, she was in a kneeling position.

He swallowed and found that she was still looking at the bright moon, not at him.

At that time, he had been with his master for decades and they were already familiar with each other.

She knew that he liked her and she had confessed to her many times. Although she did not agree, she did not make things difficult for him.

As they get along, the distance between them becomes closer and closer.

In the past, he didn't dare to stand within ten feet of his master for too long, but now he dares to sit next to his master.

So that day he plucked up the courage to lie down and rest his head on his master's legs.