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

Luo Xueqing felt embarrassed after being seen naked by her master, but she was also a little excited inside.

Luo Xueqing quickly took out her clothes and changed into them, while at the same time she glanced at her junior sister with her little eyes.

"What are you looking at? You're only a little bit bigger than me. If Master helps me rub it, it will be bigger than yours."

While Zhao Mengyao was getting dressed, she didn't forget to fight back.

In fact, the two of them have not been fighting since Zhao Kangping returned to practice until now. They have taken several breaks in between.

This time they had a good fight, and Luo Xueqing's anger was almost gone.

But after hearing what her junior sister said, she felt a little unhappy again.

"Have you said enough?" Luo Xueqing's chest heaved.

"I haven't said enough, hehe, Luo Xueqing, you still lost to me. Master's first soup is mine, and I have been serving Master in bed these days. One step ahead is always ahead. From now on, in our Zhao family, you have to rank behind me."

Even if she disliked her senior sister, she could not deny that her senior sister's feelings for the master were no less than hers.

If I can become my master's woman, then my senior sister can probably do the same.

But based on who came first, Luo Xueqing still has to call her sister.

Zhao Kangping, who had already turned a corner, had not actually left. He had just been eavesdropping on the conversation between his fellow sisters.

It feels like another fight is about to break out.

But he can't control it now.

He took out the communication jade slip and sent a message to his senior sister.

He wanted to ask his senior sister for some advice.

While waiting for his senior sister's reply, the conversation between the two disciples continued to reach his ears.

"What's that on your neck?" Luo Xueqing didn't see it carefully before because of the collar of her clothes, but now that it was no longer covered, she could see the collar on her junior sister's neck.

"This is a magic weapon given to me by my master. It can enhance the effect of our dual cultivation. This is proof that I am my master's private property. Are you envious?" Zhao Mengyao said with some pride as her fingers ran across the bow on the collar.

"No, no, I'm not envious. Your thing is clearly..."

Luo Xueqing had heard of some male cultivators' perverted ways of playing, treating women like idiots. But she couldn't bring herself to say it. She would never admit that her master was that kind of person.

"I know what you want to say, but I like Master, so what? I am happy to play with Master in this way or that way."

"You, you...even if you like Master, so what? He's weak now, you can't torture him like this."

"Oh, that's because you haven't tried it. Master is really vigorous. He always makes me feel like I'm dying. I have to change the sheets several times a night."

"You, you are obscene..."

"I'm just being vulgar, okay? Then you're pure and noble. Do you think Master likes you, who is pure and untainted, or me, who is hot and splashing? I can play various positions with Master. I know how to serve Master to make him most comfortable. Can you do that?"

"Zhao Mengyao, I'm going to tear your mouth apart."

They've started fighting again, which is really worrying.

Zhao Kangping shook his head helplessly.

His senior sister didn't reply to his message for a long time, and he was very confused.

"No, I have to go directly to ask the teacher, how should I deal with this situation?"

Senior Sister is the master of the holy land and has handled many disputes within the holy land.

She might, should, probably know how to handle this situation better than he does.

Just leave.

So Zhao Kangping came to the Holy Lord's Temple.

He asked the maid on duty and learned that his senior sister might have returned to her room.

He tiptoed to the door of his senior sister's bedroom and gently pushed it open.

The room was dark without any lights.

He vaguely saw a figure on the bed.

"Hey, Senior Sister fell asleep?"

This is the only reason that can explain why the senior sister didn't reply to his message.

He wanted to ask his senior sister how to resolve the conflicts among his disciples.

After walking to the bed, he looked at the beauty with her back to him and felt reluctant to wake her up.

Since you are here, why don’t you sleep together?

He took off his outer clothes, leaving only his underwear, and climbed onto the bed.

Zhao Kangping hugged the beauty on the bed from behind.

The orchid-like and musk-like fragrance is refreshing.

Senior sister is still the best, she never puts so much pressure on him.

He sniffed his senior sister's hair and found a faint scent of gardenia.

Feeling his senior sister's body temperature and heartbeat, he felt his blood boiling.

do not care.

Senior sister shouldn't blame him.

He turned his senior sister over, pressed her face down, kissed her lips, and launched an aggressive attack.

"Well!"

The beauty under him let out a soft moan, which made Zhao's blood boil.

His hands became erratic.

The girl's body smells fragrant and feels smooth and soft.

Just a little weird.

Today, my senior sister’s kissing skills have deteriorated.

Awkward and clumsy, like a rookie.

I have obviously fought with him many times.

Maybe he fell asleep and was not conscious.

Hey, why does it feel like Senior Sister has become thinner?

My thighs have become thinner and don’t feel as fleshy as last time.

The bear also shrank.

and many more.

Squeak!

At this moment, the door of the room opened.

Light from the doorway streamed into the room.

With the light behind him, Zhao Kangping couldn't see the person at the door clearly at first, but judging from the silhouette, it should be a plump woman.

"Junior brother, what are you doing?"

The woman at the door asked in surprise.

Suddenly, the spirit stone lamp on the ceiling of the room was lit.

Zhao Kangping also saw the true face of the person at the door.

It was Mu Wanyi who had just come back from a shower and was still wrapped in a pink suspender pajamas.

Then the person on the bed is.

Zhao Kangping lowered his head and saw a somewhat pure and lovely face.

Bai Qianqian had used the bamboo flute magic weapon several times today, exhausting her spiritual power several times, and taking several spiritual power recovery pills in the middle. However, the mental damage caused by using the magic weapon was not so easy to recover.

So she fell asleep as soon as she came back today.

I slept for a long time.

She had a dream.

I dreamed that I was wearing a red wedding dress and marrying a man.

But everything in the dream was so blurry that she couldn't even see her new lover's face.

On the wedding night, the groom wants to spend a wonderful night with her.

He suddenly hugged her from behind.

Then he started to do bad things.

He kissed her and she wanted to resist, but in her dream she was powerless to resist his strong attack.

Her cherry lips were occupied and invaded by him.

For her, a lady from a wealthy family, this was already a wet dream.

So shameful.

But suddenly a voice woke her up.

It was her master's voice.

She opened her eyes drowsily and smelled a masculine scent.

At that moment, they stared at each other.

"Ah~"

The two people screamed almost at the same time.

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Already applied for listing.

Although the book’s performance is average, I will still continue writing.

I mainly write books as a part-time job, and I don't work as hard as those full-time book kings.

I just want some writing experience.

Chapter 50: Wall of Sighs

"Snapped!"

A loud slap hit Zhao Kangping's face, leaving a conspicuous five-finger mark.

Bai Qianqian was extremely embarrassed and angry, her face turned red as blood, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Not caring that she was only wearing a thin nightgown, she rushed out of the room desperately with tears in her eyes.

Only the senior sister and the junior brother were left at the scene.

Quiet.

Deadly quiet.

Mu Wanyi stood there, expressionless.

Zhao Kangping covered his body with the quilt and did not dare to speak.

The atmosphere was stiff, the people were stiff, both of them were like statues, motionless.

The air became heavy and his breathing became difficult.

Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he felt that even the hottest summer was not as hot as it was now.

Probably because his own strength did not allow it, Zhao Kangping was the first to collapse.

"Senior Sister, if I say this is a misunderstanding, will you believe me?" he said with a guilty conscience.