I'm afraid Qingya will never know in her life that the reason why she sneezed was because Qin Feng thought she was unreliable and had been thinking about it for a long time.
After arranging things at home, Mr. Qin decided to take his junior sister Ling'er to visit relatives in the Psychic sect, or to return to her parents' home.
When Ling'er heard the news about going back to see her master, she jumped three feet high.
In fact, Mr. Qin wanted to show off to the cultivation sect. Regardless of whether he, the deputy inspector, was a regular employee, he could at least show off his power.
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In the Xiaoyao Sect, not only Dong Qiankun's concubines, but also several other dead guys were also cuckolded.
Moreover, the one who put hats on them was none other than the great ancestor, the pinnacle master.
The old immortal plays songs every night, eats and fish every day, and also asks his apprentices and grandchildren to find aphrodisiac medicinal materials for him in order to meet his special requirement of fighting several women every night.
If a person has no face or skin, he is no longer a human being.
This is the case with the current peak master. Under the guise of taking care of his widow for his younger generation, he engages in promiscuity in the Xiaoyao sect, and he also has the tendency to take concubines from other people.
In this regard, Dai Jun showed great initiative. In order to show his absolute loyalty to his ancestor, he sent his most beautiful woman to his ancestor's bed.
This is just a cuckold for myself, but others don't think so, and they brazenly say that this is their honor.
The faces of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect more or less have a hint of green light.
No one would have thought that our ancestors, who were so determined to stay in seclusion for three hundred years, would be so indulgent after coming out. How did they persist during those three hundred years?
It is easy for good people to learn bad things, but it is difficult for bad people to learn good things. Lao Bu Shi is the kind of skillful person who takes the initiative to learn bad things.
What makes everyone feel shameful is that it doesn’t matter if you are good in bed. You are also a cultivator and you don’t have three or five women around you, but that thing in your crotch is obviously very weak and you still occupy so many beautiful women. It's unkind.
The fighting time of the peak master is very limited each time. In most cases, it will not exceed twenty minutes, and this time has nothing to do with the number of women in the bed. One woman is fifteen minutes, two, three, five or eight are also fifteen minutes. minute.
That's why he asked his disciples to collect aphrodisiac medicinal materials. If he ate a few bowls of these things as food, he would be able to last three to two minutes longer.
Someone suggested to Dai Jun: "The ancestor has been out for so long, why don't you go and avenge the previous sect leader? What's the difference between staying in the sect every day and not coming out, and cherishing your broom."
Dai Jun's face was straight: "My ancestor has been stoic for more than three hundred years, and finally returned to the world of flowers. How can we not let him have fun? Don't worry, when he has fun, he will naturally do it. We are the first."
The man sighed, turned and left.
In fact, Dai Jun didn't know what he was doing. Seeing how interested he was every day, it would be difficult for him to find it enjoyable.
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The two stepped on the flying sword and soon reached the sky above the Psychic Sect.
"The environment here is really not that good. It can be described as a barren land. Now I know the reason why your master refused to agree. Even if he warmly invited us to build the Lingmiao sect here, I would not come. "He said looking down.
Ling'er pouted her little mouth and said, "No matter what, this is the place where I grew up. No matter what happens to the environment, wouldn't it still breed outstanding members of the psychic sect?"
"Hey, that's right. Of course the most clever one is my little beauty wife Ling'er." Mr. Qin stretched his neck and kissed her on the face, and said with a smile: "I don't know if your master is sober or drunk. The twenty jars of Drunk Immortal Wine I returned were enough for him to drink for a while."
"What you mean is that my master has been in a state of intoxication during this period."
"It's very possible." Qin Shao said emphatically, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Senior Psychic, I'm taking Ling'er back to my parents' home. Come out and greet me."
For a moment, Ling'er blushed and punched him: "Big bad husband, can't you calm down a little? You have to shout at the top of your voice so that the senior brothers can hear you. How embarrassing."
"Hey, I did it on purpose." This guy doesn't hide his truest thoughts.
The senior brother soon appeared below the two of them, raised his head and shouted: "Junior sister is back, and Xiao Feng is here too. I'm really sorry, master, he's still hungover."
Ling'er almost fell off the flying sword and stared at the culprit angrily.
Young Master Qin said helplessly: "You can't blame me. If I had known it would be like this, I really shouldn't have given your master the Immortal Wine. Let's do this. In order to make up for my fault, I'll go down and kick him later." Kick him awake, and then ask for all the remaining wine back. If he dares not to cooperate, I will beat him until he cooperates."
Ling'er said softly: "How dare you? Those are my master's gifts, okay? Are you embarrassed to ask for them back after giving them to others?"
Isn't it said that girls are outgoing and don't want their parents after they marry? Why does this girl protect the master of the psychic sect like this?
Forget it, after all, this is my mother's family. If I talk to my husband's family, it will make a group of senior brothers feel embarrassed.
The two of them flew down from the sky, and Ling'er's first words were: "Elder brother, does master drink too much every day?"
The senior brother vowed: "It's not every day. It's usually four times in five days, or six times in seven days. This time is the ninth time in ten days. And the master doesn't drink too much every time, about three kilograms at a time." Bar."
Ling'er's eyes widened: "Three kilograms is not much."
"It's not much, at least after he finished drinking, no one could steal a drop of wine from his hand." The senior brother said helplessly: "The brothers tried their best, but they couldn't succeed, so Until now we haven't been able to taste what the Drunken Immortal Wine tastes like."
Qin Shao said with a smile: "According to his drinking method, it won't take long to finish the twenty jars. Then life will be very difficult. I'm used to drinking Drunken Immortal Wine, and other wines are simply boiled water."
Linger immediately turned to look at him.
He realized that something was wrong and quickly said: "I declare that I don't have much reserves here. I can't provide them to your master without limit. Even if I give them all to him, I will drink them all one day. What will I do then? "
The little junior sister's face was covered with black lines, she clenched her little fists and said, "Senior Brother, go wake up the master and stop him from drinking from today on."
Mr. Qin said in a very untimely manner: "I think it's difficult. He will definitely find an excuse, saying that we are here, how can we do it without a table of good food and a drink? If you don't believe it, then just wait and see." "