Su Bei stepped onto the top of the cliff, looked at Xiao Ruoqing who was still cold-faced in his arms, snorted coldly, put her down, and scolded:
"What are you running for?"
"I told you to stop and you ran even more happily?"
"..."
Listening to Su Bei's accusation, Xiao Ruoqing felt the sadness in her heart getting stronger.
Although the master in this life has never done anything to me, I just can't stand him being with other women!
The concern in my heart has nothing to do with whether to kill him or not.
Xiao Ruoqing tilted her head to one side and said in a neutral tone:
"Master, why are you chasing me?"
"Didn't I kiss passionately with Uncle Ninth Master?"
"Still taking care of my disciple..."
Su Bei frowned, and when he heard Xiao Ruoqing's sour words, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.
As early as when he was in Mo City, he could smell a hint of jealousy from his prodigal disciple.
What's this?
Very possessive.
This can't go on like this!
It's okay for the jockey to mislead her, and she can accept it happily, but she must not be allowed to question herself or contradict herself with words!
He accepted her as a disciple and treated her as a tool instead of raising an ancestor!!
As soon as he thought about this, Su Bei snorted coldly and reprimanded:
"Then you run!"
"My master won't care about you. As you said, I can have a passionate kiss with your ninth master uncle, so why should I care about you?"
"Why don't you fall down and fall..."
As he spoke, looking at Xiao Ruoqing's unpredictable eyes, Su Bei suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he stared blankly at Xiao Ruoqing in front of him in a daze.
etc?
She seemed to have fallen off a cliff just now?
——Fall off a cliff!?
Isn’t this the cliff I’ve been looking for along the way!!?
If he hadn't saved her, would she have encountered an opportunity under the cliff?
Could it be possible that the technique has been discovered from the belly of the dead monkey?
...
Xiao Ruoqing folded her hands gently and allowed Su Bei to scold her. As she listened to this, tears started to flow from her pale cheeks.
When she saw the scene of Su Bei being kissed by Shan Wulan, it was like a bolt from the blue, and she couldn't get rid of it in her heart.
But what qualifications do you have?
Not only are you not qualified, but you should be happy because of this!
In this way, I no longer have any hesitation to attack him, and I no longer have any psychological burden to kill him with one sword...
Just when I was thinking wildly, I suddenly saw Master looking at me with fiery eyes.
He seemed to be licking his lips.
Xiao Ruoqing suddenly trembled with fright and subconsciously took a step back. Her long hair was fluttering in the wind and snow, like a little white rabbit being stared at by a big bad wolf.
——Of course the little white rabbit is not small.
"Master...honor."
Xiao Ruoqing shrank her neck and her body trembled slightly.
Su Bei took a step forward, and Xiao Ruoqing took a step back, not forgetting to tighten her gown.
The wind made Xiao Ruoqing's clothes rustle, and her figure was already undulating, and her perfect curves were directly outlined by the cold wind, which was vividly displayed.
It's just a pity that Su Bei didn't have the leisure time to see this beautiful scene in front of him.
——After all, no matter how big you are, it’s still not as big as Senior Sister’s dumplings!
Now Su Bei's mind is filled with the words 'jumping off a cliff' and 'opportunity'.
Xiao Ruoqing hugged Xiong Qian tightly with both arms. It seemed that because of the nervousness just now, cold sweat broke out in an instant.
The delicate touch between the wet Sasama Koi and her skin added an inexplicable coolness to her body.
Swallowing softly, he looked at the Master who seemed to have changed in front of him at a loss.
"Disciple, how about you jump down again?"
"..."
Su Bei looked at Xiao Ruoqing expectantly and rubbed his hands gently.
Xiao Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand what Su Bei meant, and looked at Su Bei unblinkingly with somewhat panicked eyes.
"Jump...once?"
Su Bei stood on the top of the cliff with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea of clouds and snowflakes in front of him, and said quietly:
"Disciple, the skills you practice are peerless skills."
"You ran over there just now, and it was destined to fall off the cliff."
"It's because my master saved you and delayed your cultivation of traveling a thousand miles in a day."
"Now there is a way to make up for it..."
Listening to Su Bei's rambling, Xiao Ruoqing looked at him suspiciously.
He subconsciously glanced at the dark cliff at his feet again, and the discomfort just now seemed to have dissipated a lot at this moment.
Seeing Su Bei who was about to make a move, Xiao Ruoqing ran back in the direction she had just come from without saying a word.
——Only a fool would jump.
Su Bei was mesmerizingly describing how incredible the skills that his apprentice was about to pick up were, and he watched her run back sneakily.
He grabbed her with one hand, grabbed her clothes, and said seriously:
"Disciple, have I ever harmed you as a teacher?"
"Obey! How could a master harm his own apprentice?"
"..."
As soon as Su Bei finished speaking, Xiao Ruoqing stopped her struggling body and let Su Bei hold her soft little hand.
He turned around slowly, his eyes became serious, looked deeply at Su Bei, and said softly:
"Master, are you really not going to harm your disciple?"
Su Bei looked at Xiao Ruoqing's expression and thought she agreed. There was a nice curve in the corner of his mouth, and he said in a soft voice:
"Of course!"
"As a teacher, I love protecting my disciples the most!"
"But before going down, you still need to say hello to your Ninth Master Uncle. It's best to take her with you..."
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing was silent for a while, biting her thin lips, listening to Su Bei's words that seemed to be a promise but not like a promise.
He looked at Su Bei with complicated eyes, then turned to a sneer at the corner of his mouth, turned around and said lightly:
"Well, then Master, let's go jump off the cliff with Uncle Ninth Master."
"Disciple, I won't disturb you."
"After all, the disciple is in the master's heart..."
Xiao Ruoqing hasn't finished speaking yet.
Snapped--
Then I felt a burning pain coming from behind me again.
Xiao Ruoqing blushed, covered her back with her hands, and looked at Su Bei with misty eyes full of shame.
How many times?
In just a short period of time, how many times have you been beaten?
Is Master addicted to beatings? I am not a child, I...
But he had no way to kill him now. He could only lift up his sword-embroidered shoes and step hard on the snow on the ground, making a creaking sound.
Su Bei looked at his hand thoughtfully, feeling the delicate touch remaining on it, and murmured:
"It seems to have gotten bigger?"
...
Huazhou, Wudaokou.
An old man with long hair looked very calm, with no emotion on his dry face. He looked at the newspaper in his hand and said lightly:
"I have to say that the idea of the Xingyue Sect is very good. The person who can come up with such an object is a talent."
"..."
A man in fine clothes below nodded, and then said:
"Great Elder, this disciple has some news. Although we are not sure about it, it is very credible!"
The great elder raised his eyebrows and motioned for the famous disciple to continue.
"When I was in Mo City, I met a man who had a very close relationship with Hongge. This man was Su Bei, the fifth elder of the Sword Sect! This newspaper was probably written by him, and he had only been in Mo City for a few days.
Heaven, even if Wu Hua Que, who is also an opponent, has been degraded to nothing, the entire Mo City now has a high sense of identification with Jian Zong..."
"This person is extremely provocative. He has high popular support in Mo City and his influence has even surpassed that of our sect! If he is allowed to ferment, it will probably affect our sect's enrollment among the two dynasties."
"After all, the admission ceremony for the Holy Land once every fifty years is about to begin..."
The corner of the elder's mouth curled up with a hint of disdain, he waved his hand, looked at the newspaper in his hand and said quietly:
"That old man from Northern Jiangsu has also heard a little bit about it. It's a bit weird, but it's not as serious as you think."
"In the final analysis, the strength of each major sect can only affect the whereabouts of some poor children with no background. As long as we firmly grasp the elite children of aristocratic families, these are trivial matters."
"Go to the opening ceremony of the admissions ceremony. Everything else is not your concern."
The great elder hesitated for a moment, touched his beard, stared at the newspaper in his hand, and said again:
"Go and give this thing to Shufeng, and let them develop some according to it these days. This piece of cake is so big that Xingyue Sect may not be able to eat it..."
The man nodded respectfully and retreated.
...
Mocheng, Hongge.
Behind the screen, there are bright red candles. The candlelight shines on the screen, and the big red peonies on the screen are even more lifelike and moving.
A maid in white hurriedly turned behind the screen, and saw Yu Hongxiu lying on the bed on her side, with her jade arms supporting her head, and the brocade quilt covering her waist, showing that she was wearing a red silk gauze dress, lazily
And charming, with a smile on her pretty face.
There is a low table on the brocade table with melons, fruits and wine. Yu Hongxiu is twisting grapes from the table with his other hand and tasting them leisurely. His silky-looking eyes are full of autumn waves, staring at the white-clothed woman.
On the maid.
"How about it?"
The maid in white suppressed the shock in her heart, took a deep breath and said:
"Sect Master! Everything is sold out! There is nothing left!"
"Now all the members of the Xingyue Sect in the twenty-one states are going crazy and speeding up the printing of low-priced publications. I have never seen anything so profitable..."
Yu Hongxiu lowered her eyes and curved them in a charming arc, as if everything was as she expected, and said:
"It's natural."
Then he looked at the maid in white and waved her hand.
Although the maid in white didn't understand what happened, she bowed her head and left respectfully.
The fish-red sleeves and silver teeth gently bit the white and slender jade fingers, looking down at the ceiling with interesting eyes, lazily turned over, revealing a pair of slender and round legs, and chuckled:
"What? I haven't seen you for many years. Are all the people in Jianzong such sneaky rat people?"
"Should I call you acting head? Or should I call you great elder?"