It has to be said that between the precious apprentice and twenty jars of Zuixianjiu, the master of the psychic sect shamelessly chose Zuixianjiu.
In fact, he has already despised himself ten thousand times in his heart, scolding himself for having no principles and selling his apprentice so easily. But thinking about it, there is really no other good way. Ling'er has been taken advantage of by that guy Qin Feng. So what if I take her away by force?
Now that the raw rice has been cooked, regret is certain. Twenty jars of wine can slightly soothe the resentment in the old man's heart.
Especially when Qin Feng tried to take back the drunken immortal wine, the old man was really anxious. Wouldn't it be even more tragic if he really lost all his money?
So now he is holding a wine jar in an imageless manner, fighting with all his might to anyone who dares not to give it to him.
The little girl Ling'er looked at Qin Feng happily and said sweetly: "The big bad husband really has a way. With a simple trick of playing hard to get, the master has no way at all and has to choose to bow his head."
After hearing the evaluation of his precious apprentice, the old man felt a little embarrassed, but he still hugged the jar shamelessly.
Qin Feng smiled and said: "Senior, no one is always fighting with you. If you are really afraid, you might as well accept the Najie first."
"That's for sure." The old man waved his hand, and twenty jars flew into Najie one after another, and then pretended to say: "Boy, if you let me know that you are not good to Ling'er in the future, I will risk my life. I’m going to make you suffer too.”
Mr. Qin quickly said: "How can I do that? I will definitely make Ling'er the happiest person. Don't worry. We will go to the Psychic Sect to visit your old man when we have time. Don't be too surprised then."
"What do you want to do, mess with Da Ling'er's belly?" The old man glared.
Ling'er pouted and said angrily: "Master, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Mr. Qin touched his nose in embarrassment. This old man really knows how to think wildly. What good will it do to me to make your precious apprentice's belly bigger? He said with a black line on his face: "I mean, don't do it then." I was frightened by Ling'er's promotion speed, and I didn't mean anything dirty."
The old man blushed and hummed: "Then if you don't speak clearly, you really look down on your kid. In just one night, Ling'er has been promoted to three levels in a row. It seems that the benefits of dual cultivation are really many."
"That's right, hehe." Qin Shao thought to himself. In the future, Ling'er can work with the other sisters to use the huge energy contained in the lotus to practice. This can avoid the disadvantages of haste, waste, and take one step at a time.
The old man took a look at the valley and said: "Actually, it is a very good choice for you to build Lingmiao Sect here. Xiaoyou Qin, since you are a cultivator, you should focus your main experience on cultivation. In secular society, In worldly matters, if you can, take care of them as little as possible. Do you understand what I mean?"
Although Qin Feng didn't agree with this argument in his heart, he still nodded modestly and said, "I understand."
In his view, if you don't touch worldly things, how can you be extraordinary? Blindly working behind closed doors will not lead to good results.
Obviously, the old man was very satisfied with his attitude, and said with a look of relief: "That's good, I will officially hand over Ling'er to you now. I hope you can do what you say. It's time for me to leave, Ling'er. Don’t you have anything to say to the master?”
"Master, take care along the way." Ling'er said softly.
The old man waited for her to continue, but Ling'er had no intention of continuing. He glared: "That's it."
"Yeah, is it necessary to say so many polite words?" Ling'er blinked her eyes. What she was thinking about was when would today's bed war begin?
"Hey, it's true that women are not allowed to stay in college." The old man turned around and left with a disappointed look on his face.
Ling'er did not show any sentimentality, but tugged on Mr. Qin's sleeves and whispered: "Big bad husband, when should we start."
Qin Shao was stunned: "When will it start?"
"Two hours."
"Ah, it's broad daylight now, and it's morning, okay, can we start now?" Mr. Qin couldn't help it. Although he is used to showing off his sex during the day, he is not so unscrupulous.
"What happened during the day? What happened in the morning? Isn't it okay?" the junior sister asked with a pout.
"Of course..." As soon as he said these two words, he saw the master of the psychic sect returning confused, and couldn't help but ask: "Did you pull something down?"
The old man's face turned green and he hummed: "I can't find the way out. Did you mean to let me go alone because Mao didn't take the initiative to lead the way?"
Qin Shao smiled and said: "I definitely didn't mean it. I will take you out now, and Ling'er will come with me."
Seeing that her bed-fighting career was ruined by her master, Ling'er muttered reluctantly: "Really, I can't even find the way. Master is so stupid."
The leader of the psychic sect stumbled and almost fell into his lap. This was not just a sign of a female college student failing to stay in school, it was simply a case of turning her elbows outward. She forgot about her master after having a husband.
The old man regretted it to death. If he had known this was the case, he should not have let Ling'er come to participate in the Immortal Conference in the first place. Now it's better and the compensation will be huge.
The two of them led the way, and the old man followed behind with a lonely look on his face, so much so that he didn't even remember how he got out of the mist formation. When he realized it, he was already standing outside.
He thought about giving Qin Feng a few more words, but seeing the increasingly disgusting expression on his precious apprentice's face, he sighed, stepped on the flying sword and left.
Qin Shaojian looked at Ling'er with a smile and said, "Let's start now."
"Yeah." The little junior sister nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice. It seemed that she was really eager.
Qin Feng smiled even more. In fact, he didn't expect that Ling'er, who looked weird on the outside, would be so interested in having sex. You must know that she has always been a pure little girl.
The figure flashed and they entered the small cauldron.
A thick steel bed immediately made a squeaking sound, which combined with Ling'er's high-pitched shouting formed a strange movement.
In the valley, Lin Caiwei and He Muqing were helping Mother Lin pick vegetables. The two women were talking and laughing. Miss Lin suddenly asked: "Brother Feng, it seems that he went out to see off the master of the psychic sect just now. Why haven't you come back for so long?" "
"Yes, are they playing a parting show?" Leader He also felt strange. She frowned: "The two of them won't get into the small tripod again, right? Today's Ling'er makes me feel like A very strange feeling.”
"What does it feel like?" Miss Lin said she was very interested.
He Muqing put down the vegetables in her hand and said solemnly: "She is a lustful girl."
"What." Of course Lin Caiwei didn't believe it. Ling'er was a little girl and looked like a synonym for youth and invincibility. How could she become a girl of desire?