Chapter 213: Sitting
"What did you call me?"
"How many times do you...want me to say..."
"Oh?"
< br>A smile appeared on Qin Lang's lips, he squatted down and lifted Nangong Zhuo's chin with his fingers:
"'I'...who is it?"
"..."
Nangong Zhuo stared at Qin Lang, but he no longer had the energy or energy to show the sharp gaze just now.
And Qin Lang even discovered that this woman's eyes seemed to be trying hard to hide some... strange feelings...
Hmm...
No matter, let's continue to take revenge on her.
"Since I am your master, then who are you?"
"I... am..."
Pa!
Qin Lang now raised his hand and waved his palm, as familiar as Nangong Zhuo hitting her before.
With this palm, Qin Lang didn't just hit Nangong Zhuo's heart, he also grasped and pinched it freely, constantly feeling the exquisite tenderness unique to a mature woman overflowing from between his fingers, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. Surging.
“Come on, continue.”
Qin Lang stood up, reached out and grasped Nangong Zhuo’s bun, as if it was used as some kind of armrest:
“ Until you figure out what you are."
"Qin...Master, I..."
Snap!
“~!~”
“The new rule is, whenever the teeth touch once, they will stick out by themselves. If they touch the second time, they will double. Do you understand?”
"..."
"Speak."
"Yes...yes, Lord...um——~!"
...
After that, the rhythmic sucking sound seemed to be much smoother and more sustained than before. After a long time, it is no longer so intermittent and hesitant.
The echo of "suck, suck, suck" rippled in the cave, inexplicably bringing waves of ambiguous warmth to the originally cold air in the cave.
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Outside the cave.
"Saint."
"I have seen the saint."
"No courtesy."
Engraved with the words Shuiyun Temple Under the stone plaque, Nan Lingyue looked at the two guards guarding the cave door, and waved his hands with no joy or sadness:
"What's going on with my master inside?"
"Back to the Saint, this... we don't know the details."
"Well, forget it."
Nan Lingyue turned his head and gave a look to a cute maid behind him who was walking choppyly:
"Xuan'er, let's go in and take a look."
"Okay, Miss~"
The two of them were talking to themselves and were about to walk towards the machine room next to the cave door. Immediately, they were unexpectedly stopped by two guards who looked like middle-aged women. :
"Holy girl, while the master is recovering from her injuries, the confinement in Shuiyun Palace has been opened. If she breaks in by force at this time, I'm afraid..."
"Afraid of what?"
Nan Lingyue frowned:
"To put it bluntly, this confinement is mainly to serve more important matters such as seclusion for the sect leader. As for this healing... To put it bluntly, it is no different from drinking medicine. As for being so strict about it?"
"This..."
The guard looked embarrassed:
"Saint girl, you also know that the medicinal materials brought back by the sect master are related to the women of Tianshan Mountain. What if..."
"What if? Our sect is hidden in the Shiwan Mountains of Yizhou, and we have a great formation to protect our sect. Even if that woman comes in person, it will take at least two or three years to find her. Can the sect master still need two or three years to heal her wounds?”
Nan Lingyue calculated with his fingers that if the master really healed the injury that had lasted for two or three years, there would be no hope for blessings. Qin Lang might even lose his bone marrow.
However, even so, Nan Lingyue still had no way to open the cave door of Shuiyun Palace, because during the confinement period, the secrets of the cave door were in the hands of the elders.
Nan Lingyue knew that it was impossible to get the machine key from those coquettish bitches.
......"Xuan'er, what should we do now?"
After returning home, Nan Lingyue was still worried, biting a blade of grass with a sad expression and frowning.
"Miss, it's actually nothing. You are just worried about Qin Shaoxia, but if you think about it carefully, Qin Shaoxia... He is originally stronger than ordinary men. Even if he is the sect leader, he will not..."
“But our dual cultivation method is so overbearing...”
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“Overbearing?”
In the cave, Qin Lang looked at Nangong Zhuo disapprovingly:
“Even now, you are still threatening. Me? Threatening your master?”
“No, I’m serious”
Nangong Zhuo looked at Qin Lang, and she didn't even notice it. She inadvertently stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked off a wisp of someone's masculine scent from the corner of her lips that she should have resisted:
" Master... you don't know that the dual cultivation technique of our sect is so profound that only one of the elders has reached the highest level, and now... she has even passed away. "
"? >
Qin Lang didn't understand:
"What do you mean by 'even' already sitting down? Do you want to say that if you practice these skills to the extreme, you will die?"
"No, it's..."
Speaking of this, Nangong Zhuo's eyes briefly regained consciousness, and a shyness only seen by a young girl actually flashed across that charming face:
"...That elder...melted a thousand-year-old black ice...in the sect...all at once..."
"???"
Qin Lang stared My eyes pondered for a long time before slowly reacting:
"The seat you said...is the seat I thought of?"
"Hmm..."
"..."
Okay, although it is the same as a certain saint He has not personally experienced it, but based on the description alone, Qin Lang can roughly realize the tyranny of Tianhe Sect's dual cultivation skills.
“So what do you want to say when you tell me this?”
"I'm just...worried that the master will be injured, so I suggest that the master cancel this healing for the time being and wait until next time..."
"Wait for the next two-level reversal and your power to recover, then treat me as a pet again?" "
"..."
Qin Langpi smiled but Nangong Zhuo obviously knew that such a warning would have no effect, but this was the only attempt she could make.
“Furthermore, even if the Kung Fu is powerful, do you think you can really hurt me now just because you practice both Kung Fu?”
"Master...Master..."
Pa!
“~~!~”
“Well, it seems that some people are starting to like this kind of thing.”
“I...I didn’t...”
Snap!
No, but it still seemed as if he was not aware of it. At this moment, when Nangong Zhuo was beaten again, his frowning eyebrows began to relax involuntarily, and his body no longer dodge. , but it seems that he will work harder to lower his waist and lift the round moon under the waistline higher.
In the end, when the head of the Tianhe Sect trembled and her waist couldn't help but make the first active twist, she finally answered Qin Lang's question.
"I am your master, what are you?"
"I...I am..."
Snap!
“Louder!”
“I am the master’s…mother…mother…”
…
Tick tock.
When the last word "dog" blurted out along with Nangong Zhuo's chaotic breathing, the stalactite on the top of the cave also dropped a drop of liquid and fell into the jade cup on the double cultivation platform.
Nangong Zhuo said before that this thing is used to help Qin Lang "concentrate".
Qin Lang fed this thing to Nangong Zhuo at this moment, asking her to "concentrate" in the next ten days.
(End of this chapter)