Chapter 293 Senior Sister Meng was seduced by Xue Jing (4K)
Looking at Xue Jing with a cold gaze similar to that of Meng Qingjiao, showing no emotion at all, Meng Boshang’s mouth raised an unknown question. He smiled and nodded to Xue Jing as a greeting.
He opened the door wide, stepped aside with his majestic body, and motioned for Xue Jing to enter.
Xue Jing stepped into the training room, looked at the senior brother, and measured the opponent's attributes with the attribute table.
The pentagonal radar chart on the dial kept changing, and Meng Boshang's five dimensions were soon measured.
Body: 1287
Meaning: 1166
Jie: 1517
Holy: 285
Position:?
‘The [body] value of 1287...’
Xue Jing’s eyes moved.
More than a month ago, there was still a huge physical gap between him and his senior brother, but now they are almost catching up, with a numerical difference of only about a quarter.
His growth rate is getting more and more exaggerated.
Xue Jing thought to himself that if the two of them were to engage in pure martial arts combat now, the physical difference of a quarter would not be overwhelming in a martial arts duel, and he would still have a chance of winning.
The eldest brother has been immersed in martial arts for decades, and his martial arts is definitely better than him, but his advantage in luck with [True Martial Arts] is enough to make up for this.
In general, Xue Jing feels that even if she does not use her twins to cheat, her current self is enough to compete with her senior brother in martial arts.
‘Senior Brother has perfected the Great Perfection of Internal Refining very early, and is only one step away from being able to jump over the dragon gate. At this time, the value is already at the current limit, and it is difficult to make further progress. ’
‘So, 1287 is almost the ‘limit of mortal’ value? ’
Xue Jing thought to himself.
'No...it can't be calculated like this. Everyone's physique is different, and their limits are also different. Senior Brother's physical talent is extremely good, and his upper limit is a bit higher than that of ordinary people. The limit of ordinary people is estimated to be less than a thousand. ’
‘…Although people who can practice to the point of leaping over the Dragon Gate, their talent is definitely not that of an ‘ordinary person’. '
As soon as he entered the training room, Xue Jing saw Meng Qingjiao kneeling in the middle of the room, wearing a training uniform.
Under a neat short hair, a pretty face and a pair of cold and clean eyes, she was supposed to be a cool ascetic girl.
However, the devilish figure is too enchanting, and even the loose training clothes that do not show off the figure are held up in a thrilling arc, which has nothing to do with the word "abstinence".
Those cold and clean beautiful eyes looked towards Xue Jing, their emotions as incomprehensible as ever.
"Click——"
The sound of closing the door came from behind. Xue Jing looked back and found that her senior brother Meng Boshang was not in the room, but had already left. .
Xue Jing raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.
But now that the matter was over, he looked at Meng Qingjiao, smiled and said hello: "Senior Sister Meng."
"..." Meng Qingjiao nodded to him, then moved forward slightly, stretched out his hand and patted the ground in front of him.
It seems to be a gesture for Xue Jing to sit down here.
Seeing this, Xue Jing walked up to Meng Qingjiao, sat down cross-legged less than twenty centimeters away from her, and faced her face to face.
At such a close distance, my keen sense of smell kept smelling the fragrance of Senior Sister Meng. As long as I lowered my gaze, the World Cup, which had an overly conspicuous presence, would dominate the focus of the field of vision.
However, Xue Jing's consciousness control ability is very strong. When he is well prepared, he will not be affected by his mind. He just smiles calmly as usual:
"Senior Sister Meng, I will start teaching you Huang Po Kung next... I may be rude in some ways, please forgive me, Senior Sister."
Meng Qingjiao reached out and touched his head, and nodded softly. .
Xue Jing pondered for a moment and then said: "Huang Po Gong is a unique skill of Taoism. It belongs to ancient martial arts and attaches great importance to the cultivation of mind. To practice it requires extremely high Taoist cultivation. After reading many Taoist scriptures, Only then can you understand some of the things that are so mysterious that they cannot be expressed in simple words.”
“I can’t give Senior Sister much help in this regard. You can only rely on yourself... However, Senior Sister is extremely gentle. Geniuses are unparalleled in their level of detail in movement and movement, and are difficult for ordinary people to match. In this way, even if their Taoist cultivation is insufficient, they should be able to forcibly imitate some of the subtle changes in movement of those with advanced Taoism..."
" Although I cannot teach you the advanced aspects of this technique in this way, I will let you get started first, and then you can study Taoism on your own to make up for it.”
Xue Jing said as she put her hand on Meng Qingjiao's wrist.
A delicate touch came. It was a slender, soft wrist that did not look like a martial arts practitioner at all.
Xue Jing entered the serious teaching mode and did not pay attention to these. Instead, he used his strength and turned into energy and poured into Meng Qingjiao's body and began to flow in his body.
He possesses [True Martial Arts] and possesses absolute control over Qi Jin. He controls the out-of-body Qi Jin to move the Qi path of Huang Po Gong in Meng Qingjiao's body, so subtle that it seems to be running inside his own body.
As for Huang Po Gong’s energy-building route, since it is a health-preserving exercise, it inevitably involves some yin and yang principles, and the energy must travel through many sensitive parts.
Quchi, Qihai, Zhongji, Yinlian...
Meng Qingjiao's face was a little rosy, and his heart was slightly fluctuating, but seeing Xue Jing's face that was focused on teaching seriously, he suppressed a lot of restlessness. , concentrate on feeling the rhythm of Qi Jin.
As soon as he concentrated on it, the feeling became stronger...
Meng Qingjiao suddenly trembled slightly and his toes curled up slightly.
"Senior sister, don't move." Xue Jing reminded.
...
By the time the teaching was completed, Meng Qingjiao's whole body was already covered with a layer of fine fragrant sweat.
"Senior sister, are you okay?"
Xue Jing asked with concern.
Because he has real martial arts, there is no pressure to practice Huang Po Gong, but for Senior Sister Meng, it may be a heavy burden.
Meng Qingjiao panted slightly, glanced at Xue Jing, and suddenly leaned forward, leaning on Xue Jing's chest.
Xue Jing gently held Meng Qingjiao's shoulders with both hands, making no other movements, waiting for Meng Qingjiao to recover.
Today, Xue Jing’s martial arts realm is extremely high, and his body is crystal clear and almost free of dirt. Coupled with the Level 10 charm technique, he has a natural and wonderful body fragrance all year round.
Although he used breath blocking to absorb the smell to the point where it could not be smelled a few centimeters away from the body, Meng Qingjiao was too close to Xue Jing at this time, and he just breathed, and there was Xue Jing between his mouth and nose. the taste.
Then...she felt very high and took several more puffs.
Xue Jing was originally waiting for her to regain her strength and get up, but after a while she realized something was wrong... Why was Senior Sister Meng's breathing getting more and more serious?
Is it possible that something went wrong with Huang Po Kung just now?
Xue Jing's eyes became serious. He practiced this technique by himself, and the only person he could refer to was himself... and he was not a person who could be used as a reference.
It would be terrible if Senior Sister Meng really had a problem with her practice.
"Sister, are you okay!"
He hurriedly pushed Meng Qingjiao's shoulders, pushed her away from his chest, and looked at her face.
His face is quite good, very rosy, but for some reason his cold eyes have become quite blurry... as if he is a little dissatisfied with desire.
Xue Jing hesitated and said: "Senior sister?"
Meng Qingjiao came back to his senses after hearing the words, held Xue Jing's arm with his palm, sat upright, shook his head, and signaled to himself fine.
She took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her clothes, covered the lower half of her face, and looked at Xue Jing quietly.
Just when Xue Jing was confused, she tapped her phone a few times and handed the screen to Xue Jing.
The above is a notebook page with three words written on it.
【Go on. 】
Xue Jing asked with concern: "Can you hold on?"
Meng Qingjiao nodded, indicating that there was no problem.
After a while...
"Pa-ta-"
Meng Qingjiao fell on Xue Jing again and began to pant and take deep breaths.
For some reason, Senior Sister Meng's posture when she fell was a little different this time... It seemed that she was closer to him.
I met him even in the World Cup.
Xue Jing did not speak, but held Meng Qingjiao's shoulders, thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, Meng Qingjiao showed no intention of getting up. Just as Xue Jing wanted to remind her, there was a sudden pop at the door. The door was pushed open forcefully, and a beautiful little girl over 1.4 meters tall pushed in.
Xue Jing turned around and saw that it was Zong Shichan, her young apprentice whom she had not seen for a long time.
“Master!”
Zong Shichan was very happy to see Xue Jing, but when she caught a glimpse of the situation in the room, she saw Meng Qingjiao nestled in Xue Jing's arms. The two seemed to be hugging each other, and her body suddenly stiffened.
The little girl's happy expression turned to dissatisfaction, and she shouted coquettishly: "Hey~ Why is this, Master Meng is so cunning!"
"I want to hug Master too!"
As he said that, he rushed forward and hugged Xue Jing, hanging on him like a koala.
"Hehe, Master, Chan'er misses you so much."
Zong Shichan said with a smile.
Xue Jing glanced at her twice, with a puzzled look on his face: "Who are you?"
The little girl's eyes widened: "Master, have you forgotten me now?"
"I am Zong Shichan, the obedient little disciple you said you would love for the rest of your life!"
Xue Jing said lightly: "I never said that."
Zong Shichan said angrily: "Don't you remember?"
Seeing Zong Shichan's arrival, Meng Qingjiao stood up and left Xue Jing's chest, her expression returning to a calm and cool look.
“Senior sister, let’s get here first today.”
Xue Jing said.
"..." Meng Qingjiao nodded and reached out to help him sort out the messy clothes on his chest.
Xue Jing stood up, lifted Zong Shichan hanging on him with one hand, and put her on the ground:
"Don't stick to me, it's very hot."
Zong Shichan heard He said, pouted and muttered: "Then how could Master Meng...Master is so partial?"
Xue Jing smiled and rubbed her head: "Master Meng, you are so tired from practicing martial arts that If you can't hold it anymore, just lean on me and take a rest."
Zong Shichan's eyes lit up: "Master, you haven't taught me martial arts for a long time, you must train me hard today!"
Xue Jing touched his chin: "彳亍."
......
Two hours later, Xue Jing's practice room.
Zong Shichan fell to the ground covered in sweat, with his butt raised and unable to move a finger. He was breathing heavily and looked at Xue Jing, who was two meters away from him, with a look on his face. incredible.
"Master...why are you so far away from me?"
"Shouldn't you come over and hug me at this time?"
Xue Jing was looking at the panel prompt for [Teaching] to be upgraded to Level 7. Hearing this, he looked at Zong Shichan who was lying on the floor, tilted his head and said: "Huh? No, you are covered in sweat."
Zong Shichan said angrily: "How can the beautiful girl's sweat be considered sweat! You don't mind it, Master Meng!"
Xue Jing's eyes are exposed! Smile: "I actually call myself a beautiful girl... haha."
Zong Shichan suddenly became angry: "I was called Your Royal Highness in school! Calling yourself a beautiful girl can only be considered modest!"
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As she said that, she murmured with some disappointment:
"Master, I worked really hard... just reward me."
Xue Jing smiled, but that was fine. Instead of continuing to tease the little girl, he walked up to her, squatted down, reached out and touched her head, and said softly:
"I know, thank you for your hard work."
Voice As soon as she landed, the little girl who was lying on the ground as if she couldn't move swooped down, hugged Xue Jing, buried her head in his chest, and said with a smile:
"You've been fooled, Master, this is my way of acting coquettishly!"
Xue Jing was not surprised at all, he just continued to touch her head and said with a smile: "Yes, you are smart, I was fooled. ”
Zong Shichan was very satisfied. Holding Xue Jing in his arms, he felt as if his soul had been purified.
She likes Master the most.
……
Xue Jing stayed at the Hidden Dragon Dojo for a long time. When he returned home, the sky was already covered with a layer of night.
In the living room, Xue Wan was lying on the sofa, holding the cat in her arms, watching the cross talk program on TV, being amused from time to time, and rubbing the cat hard at the same time.
Seeing Xue Jing come back, Xue Wan sat up and patted the seat next to her.
"A Jing, come here, come here."
Hearing this, Xue Jing walked to Xue Wan and sat down, reaching out to rescue Maomao from her arms.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Xue Wan said dissatisfied: "Did you forget something?"
As she said that, she pinched the hem of her clothes with both hands and began to lift her top up.
The slender and sexy waist was suddenly exposed, and the exquisite vertical navel was dotted with ruby-like navel nails.
“Hurry up, suck me.”
Xue Wan urged.
The corner of Xue Jing's mouth twitched: "You did it on purpose, you can't explain it differently."
He stretched out his hand to gently touch Xue Wan's 'stigma'.
[Divine substance detected, divinity is being absorbed...]
Xue Wan sighed with a comfortable expression, as if entering a hot spring in the cold winter.
"In one month, my alienation rate has almost exceeded 30%. If you don't take care of it, sister, I will get alienation disease."
Xue Jing frowned and said: "You are too energetic. "Relax, don't relax too much just because there is a solution, otherwise the alienation rate will get longer and faster. What if something happens and I can't contact you for a few months or a year?"
Xue Wanzhou said? Waving his hand: "I know."
It didn't take long, and soon a prompt came from the panel.
【Divinity is absorbed】
Xue Jing glanced at the sex column.
[Holding divinity: 1365]
This time, a total of more than 800 points of divinity were absorbed from Xue Wan, which is the current highest record, and it is more than the first time. high.
Although the harvest was great, Xue Jing didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he spread his palms to grab Xue Wan's head and grabbed it hard.
“Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!”
Xue Wan suddenly screamed.
"Remember, in my absence, you have to tighten your spirits and contain the momentum of alienation. You cannot have an indifferent attitude."
Xue Jing said lightly.
"I know, I know!! It hurts so much. Let go, Mr. Jing!"
Xue Wan quickly slapped Xue Jing's iron-like arm, making a snapping sound. sound.
……
(End of this chapter)