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The master and the apprentice could not reach an agreement, so Ye Hong gave up and said, "Let's change the place."
He walked up to Qingyi, unbuckled his belt, took off his trousers and hung them at his knees.
Qingyi's body froze, and after a moment's hesitation, she suddenly understood something. Her face was grim, and she narrowed her eyes as she said, "If you dare to let me see anything dirty, I'll castrate you!"
"That's about it, Master." As he said that, he pulled his underwear down, revealing a piece of white stuff.
Qingyi laughed out of anger, snorted heavily, and drew her sword on the spot, determined to kill the evil root.
Chapter 111 Music
The ancient sword with a cloud pattern and a double dragon relief was pressed against him, bringing a cold and sharp touch, and a trace of blood flowed down the blade.
Qingyi's body was emitting a chill, and she had words in her throat, but she ultimately did not utter them.
The reason why she didn't take ruthless action in the end was mainly because she didn't think her mother's behavior of cruelly hurting her was right, so she naturally hesitated and the sword was unable to fall.
Ye Hong's face was almost expressionless. "Cut, Master, keep cutting."
She applied a little force to her hands, with a look of disdain on her face, "Do you really think I dare not do it?"
Before she finished speaking, Ye Hong reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly, "If you don't cut it, I'll help you."
This was already the countless times that he had "as a matter of course" done something that was completely beyond her expectations. Qingyi was stunned, and reacted instantly, pursing her red lips tightly, while her fair white wrist was held by him but did not move at all.
The master and the disciple seemed to be wrestling with each other, but their positions were completely reversed.
She couldn't help but scold: "You are crazy! What good will this do for you?"
Ye Hong continued to speak crazily: "Why, aren't you moved? If you don't dare to move, I will do it!"
In his opinion, the relationship that people need is not just "love" but also includes the concepts of "sin" and "punishment". This is what he realized in his interactions with his mother. If his mother always obeys him, acquiesces in whatever he does and never criticizes him, then his mother is no longer a mother.
That's why he said to his mother, "Will you never hit me if I make a mistake in the future?"
Qingyi looked at him coldly, her face somewhat ugly, and she felt inexplicably annoyed. She gritted her teeth, and slowly loosened the strength in her hands, letting him hold her wrist. She glared at him again, as if accepting her fate, and said, "I don't have time to fool around with you. Whatever you want to do, just hurry up."
According to her thinking, the reason why he was so unscrupulous was probably to use this as a threat to get her to help solve it... She felt very disgusted and disgusted by this. In such a subtle psychological struggle, she just wanted to sacrifice herself to satisfy him and end this farce quickly.
On the one hand, Qingyi's surrender after the struggle was like a fairy standing on the clouds who fell into the mortal world for the first time and became a self-moved "martyr" for saving the people of the world. On the contrary, her clarity and self-confidence exacerbated her own downfall.
But on the other hand, she drew the satisfaction she needed from this madness of daring to resist and rebel against authority, and became psychedelic.
She even let him pull her other hand and hold it on top of hers. A trace of shame and anger appeared on Qingyi's beautiful and delicate face. She could no longer look him in the face and closed her beautiful eyes, not wanting to know how he would torture her.
In a trance, she could feel him pulling her thumb against the head of a stinging poisonous insect. The insect was biting her fingertips and was entangled in its wrapping. Her nails seemed to have touched a crack, which was the throat of the poisonous insect. Compared with other parts, the throat was definitely a weaker place. She was so angry that she pinched it hard, and then she heard him gasp, as if he was heartbroken for his beloved pet.
Qingyi felt much more relieved and thought that this kind of harmful insect should be crushed to death underfoot.
Next, she waited quietly for any other moves, however, Ye Hong never played according to her ideas. Unexpectedly, he simply grasped her sword-holding hand and wiped it in a circle.
"You!" Qingyi opened her eyes wide instantly, and then saw the dazzling blood flowing down the sword, and the blood was still flowing unstoppably, making her hands full of bright red.
She really thought that he had castrated her with her hands. She was extremely panicked and tried to calm down several times, but still couldn't calm her chaotic emotions.
"You bastard! You evil creature!" He couldn't help but start searching carefully on the ground around him.
Ye Hong lowered his head and applied the medicine. After a brief treatment, he said with a grin, "Master, what are you looking for? Isn't the thing still in your hands?"
Qingyi's heart skipped a beat. She raised her hand and saw the rubber band around the knuckle of her thumb. Her pupils shrank instantly and her expression became strange. After experiencing that kind of anger in an instant, her emotions got out of control and then the string broke. The anger subsided and her emotions began to calm down, turning into a deathly tranquility.
She had a strange look in her eyes as she sat on the bamboo chair, staring blankly at the "ring" on her fingernail.
"Master, Master, cheer up!"
After calling out several times without getting any response, Ye Hong's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, this is too much, I've messed up my master...
It was already daybreak, and by the time she realized what was happening, she would be dead too.
"I am truly sorry. I have deeply appreciated Master's sincere... sincere love and care. We should stop talking here after all night."
"Take care, Master. I am leaving now!"
After saying this, seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Hong simply retreated and slipped away, closing the door behind him.
The bamboo house suddenly became quiet.
Qingyi was trapped in a self-protection mechanism of her brain at this moment, so much so that she didn't even care that the culprit who had harmed her like this had quietly escaped.
……
When the red sun rises, its path shines brightly.
Ye Hong returned to his own courtyard as if he was escaping for his life. He pushed the door open and saw Xiao Zi and Feng Nu both there. One in purple and the other in green, they were a pleasant sight and particularly pleasing to the eye.
When Xiao Zi saw him, she couldn't help but be delighted and said with a smile: "Young Master, you have come down from the mountain and come out of retreat. Have you formed a pill?"
Feng Nu also immediately bent down and said softly, "Congratulations, Master."
In addition, there was an unfamiliar beautiful girl in a goose yellow dress standing next to him. She also saluted but did not speak.
Ye Hong was a little surprised. He didn't have time to ask them. He said hello to them and went back to the bedroom. He ran in a hurry just now and didn't treat the wound carefully. His underwear was stained red, but it was actually nothing serious.
Xiao Zi followed him in. Seeing him lowering his head and fiddling with something, her smiling expression suddenly froze and she became angry again - I have never bullied him, so who dares to bully him?
She walked straight up and asked, "Who did it?"
In fact, he had already guessed the answer in his heart. Who else could it be other than his master Liu Qingyi?
In fact, the two were cultivators from the same era. When Xiao Zi was out there, he had also heard of the name of the Dragon-Slaying Fairy.
Now Qingyi has been promoted to the God Transformation Stage and has become a Dragon-Slaying Immortal, but Xiaozi is still in the Nascent Soul Stage and shows no signs of a breakthrough.
But this doesn't mean that she can't beat Qingyi.
The only difference between the Nascent Soul and the God Transformation is the strength of the Nascent Soul. There is not even any thunder tribulation in between, so the difference in combat power is actually not that huge.
Xiao Zi secretly hated Qingyi, thinking that if Qingyi ruined her plan, she would capture her and torture her in every way just to vent her hatred.
Seeing her reaction, Ye Hong seemed to be in a bad mood, so he said directly: "Xiao Zi, your son is not injured, he just had a small operation, which will benefit him a lot in the future."
Chapter 112: Green Plum
After listening to Ye Hong's brief account of what happened, Xiao Zi was stunned for a moment, then immediately burst into laughter without caring about her image, covering her face with her hands and rolling around on the bed. Oh, that woman also had her day, it was really God's will, it was a relief.
"Damn girl, is it so funny?"
Xiao Zi used her hands to prop up her upper body and sat up. It took her a long time to recover. She laughed, "Young Master is really bad!"
At this moment, the faint sunlight shone through the window paper onto her elegant face. Her bright smile was so beautiful and her eyes looked gentle and charming.
Ye Hong couldn't help being distracted. Xiao Zi smiled shyly again, then leaned closer and said slowly, "Let me see this..."
There was no taboo between Ye Hong and her. Sitting with legs open, Xiao Zi held the Unicorn King in her palm, tilted her head to look at it, examined it carefully, her nose first smelled a scent of medicine, and then she found that the wounds had begun to heal, and it would probably heal soon.
The two of them began to chat about this topic casually. She originally thought that she knew enough, but after meeting him, she understood what a sex maniac was.
But then again, this is a business. Men will flock to it as long as they hear that it can improve their sexual performance.
As they chatted, Xiao Zi's eyes sparkled, but she couldn't help taking out her skirt-pressing knife. Ye Hong couldn't help raising his hand to pinch her delicate little face, which felt so watery that water would come out if he pinched it.
"What, what do you want to do, do you want to destroy our family?"
You silly girl, I don’t know what you are up to all day long.
Fortunately, she is not my wife, otherwise it would be so unlucky.
Xiao Zi didn't mind him touching her face again after touching that thing, but she still put on a slightly aggrieved expression, "Let me help you trim the edges and make it look better." Her voice was soft and tender, and it made people's hearts flutter, "Okay."
"My dear aunt, you also eat this kind of vinegar?" Ye Hong was helpless, "It's simply crazy!"
"But who made me like you?"
Hearing him say this, Xiao Zi was slightly startled, but her eyes lit up. This meant that she agreed. She also wanted a share of what others had.
Next, she was seen kneeling in front of his legs, holding a sharp skirt knife in her hand, slowly drawing the circle, which was unexpectedly perfect.
Ye Hong breathed a sigh of relief. He had never thought that this girl had such a skill. Her hands were really steady. He praised her sincerely, "Xiao Zi, you might be a genius (beautiful girl doctor)."
She pouted and shouted in dissatisfaction, "What do you mean by maybe? I'm just fine."
Then she turned around and fetched a golden washbasin from the side, and condensed some clean water into it - she had medium and low-grade golden and water spiritual roots. She washed the blood off her hands, and then brought them over to help Ye Hong rinse them clean, and applied medicine again. There was no need for stitches, just some ointment and wrapping it with gauze. After finishing all this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had almost developed a habit of serving him, and was becoming more and more adept at it.
Ye Hong asked her to lie on the couch with him, and held her cold little hands in his arms to warm them.
A blush flashed across Xiao Zi's face, and then she mocked him and said, "Sir, the knife edge will break."
Ye Hong said, I am willing to do it for you.
Xiao Zi blushed, still chuckling, and said, "Go find whoever cut it for you," meaning that he should go find Qingyi to solve the problem. Then, with a hint of jealousy, she said that he had been bewitched by her, and if he fainted, she would not be responsible. In her words, she did not bother to hide her contempt for the cold and aloof Fairy Qingyi.
No matter how cool and aloof you are, you still have to hold a man's penis in the end.
Hearing her complain about her infatuation with Qingyi, Ye Hong sighed, "You figured this out. You're not a simple person, you little bitch."
"Xiao Zi is a smart person. A smart person can tell at a glance."
He thought about it, and then he slowly explained to her in a soft voice the relationship between the two of them as master and disciple, and it turned out that things were not that simple.
After hearing this, Xiao Zi's eyes widened, and a bright light flashed inside. She thought to herself, this is a rare secret, so she smiled and said, "Sir, do you like the Water Dragon Ball or her?"
"To be honest, Xiao Zi, your young master also struggled with this question for a moment."
After saying this, he deliberately kept people in suspense and didn't continue.
"Where's down there?"
"He's recovering down there."
He smiled calmly and said, "Then I figured it out. I felt really stupid. Really, the Water Dragon Ball didn't approve it..."
Xiao Zi laughed angrily, made a face, and cursed in his heart that he would die at the hands of a woman sooner or later.
It would be best if he died in her hands, so that she could learn how to refine corpses and have him stay by her side forever.
Ye Hong hugged her and smelled her body fragrance which was as sweet as milk and honey. In fact, he did not have much desire in his heart. He regarded her as a good wife, a confidante and a lover. However, if she did not want him to enter, he would never force her in his life. Some men would not feel sorry for their lovers and would treat the policewoman as a police dog, standing up and kicking her just for their own comfort. This was not really treating her well, nor was it true love.
Ye Hong said softly: "Xiao Zi, I have already formed a pill, when will you form a pill?"
She nestled in his arms, playing with his fingers with restless hands, and said sweetly, "Easy to say, eat some wick."
This is a slang the two learned when they were traveling in the land of Bashu. It means that a person does not put himself in other people's shoes and sees other people's difficulties as easy. In simple terms, it is easy to talk without any pain in the waist.
Speaking of Dengcao, Ye Hong could only think of Dengcao monk.