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Chapter 217 Madam doesn't want it either, Ping'er goes astray, right? (Fifth update, please subscribe)
Chapter 2 Madam doesn't want it either, Ping'er goes astray, right?

"I see,"

"Unexpectedly, the master is quite familiar with this kind of thing."

"At first, I thought that the master was the unsmiling type, but it really relieved the servant,"

Following Mrs. Sanmiao's words, she also gave Xiao Yun a calm look.

With a slap of the palm, four handsome disciples of the Hehuan Sect, who were wearing light gauze clothes and with exquisite figures, came to Xiao Yun's side and scattered in all directions.

"Please wait a moment, master."

"I'm going to prepare a formal apology now..."

Wait until Mrs. Sanmiao leaves.

These four Hehuan sect disciples seem to have been carefully cultivated by Mrs. Sanmiao and well-trained.

One is in charge of pouring wine, one is in charge of beating his back, and the other is in charge of serving dishes.

Another one took down the pipa hanging on the wall, flicked it lightly with her slender hands, and an ancient tune resounded faintly in the room.

this moment.

Xiao Yun seemed to be in the country of daughters, surrounded by these female disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

And it's different from Xiaozhufeng.

Acacia pie here.

They are all good at various charm techniques and how to serve men.

He is even observant and considerate.

Even with a slight glance, it seems that they can understand Xiao Yun's meaning...

Be a normal person.

I am afraid that I have already been intoxicated in such a gentle hometown, lingering and forgetting to return, and I am so happy to miss going.

But Xiao Yun is not.

Even the four Hehuan Sect female disciples in front of them are already beauties in the eyes of ordinary people.

And all of them are carefully dressed, no matter their appearance or clothing, they are all the most attractive.

Coupled with the charming temperament brought about by the Acacia School technique...

Rao is so.

However, Xiao Yun's expression was clear, his eyes were always admiring the beautiful scenery inside the house, but he also looked towards the direction outside the door from time to time.

at last……

Mrs. Sanmiao and Jin Ping'er went back and forth, and Xiao Yun's eyes were dazzled by the clothes on her body!
It's different from the past.

Mrs. Sanmiao changed her usual dress of an iceberg goddess like Lu Xueqi, and wore a black gauze dress, her eyebrows and eyes were carefully outlined.

And on those exquisite bare feet, every toenail that looked like pearls was also painted with the color of Danzhu.

As for the golden bottle.

It also changed the original light yellow clothes, but it was the plain white gauze clothes that were completely opposite to Mrs. Sanmiao.

It is also walking barefoot.

The delicate white toes seem to be lightly stepping on the heartstrings of others.

at this time.

The female disciple of the Hehuan Sect who was originally in charge of playing the pipa naturally also received a hint from Mrs. San Miao, and the tune in her hand changed suddenly, which also changed to a different style from before.

a time.

One black and one white, like twin sisters, but with different temperaments, beauties danced in front of Xiao Yun's eyes.

It looks like an elf playing in the flowers, and like a fairy Guanghan.

The dance is over.

The two of them coincidentally appeared in front of Xiao Yun in a loli kneeling posture.

And this moment.

But he also showed a gesture of apology full of sincerity.

"I don't know if this is the case, is the master still satisfied?"

a long time.

Mrs. San Miao raised her head again and asked.

"not enough."

Xiao Yun shook his head lightly.

Although the previous dance was enough to turn Bailian Steel into soft fingers, anyone with a hard heart can't help but be shaken by it!

but……

To Xiao Yun, it was like an appetizer before the main meal.

"The so-called fault of not raising the father, and the laziness of the teacher who is not strict in teaching,"

"Madam, as Ping'er's master, just taking Ping'er to apologize together is not enough for this girl to learn her lesson and realize her own mistakes!"

"From the following point of view..."

"The best way to correct it is to use actions to reverse Aquarius' misconceptions."

"I think……"

"Madam doesn't want to just watch Ping'er go astray, does she?"

Hear this.

Mrs. San Miao also nodded with an open-minded appearance.

"The master taught me that."

As he spoke, he looked at Jin Ping'er.

"Bottle,"

"My teacher spoiled and pampered you too much in the past, which made you make a big mistake."

"As a teacher today, I will teach you a good lesson!"
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have to say.

Mrs. San Miao is not only a qualified head, but also a qualified master.

At least.

In terms of correcting her apprentice's mistakes, she really spared no effort and personally helped her apprentice correct their mistakes.

Not only demonstrated in person, but even taught Jin Ping'er hand in hand.

And under Mrs. Sanmiao's attitude.

Jin Ping'er also deeply realized her mistakes, and was taught humbly.

This made Mrs. San Miao and Xiao Yun feel very relieved, and felt that their painstaking efforts were not in vain.

of course.

As a reward for Jin Ping'er to correct her mistakes.

Xiao Yun was also not stingy, and helped Jin Ping'er improve his cultivation, which greatly encouraged him.

And in the next period of time.

Xiao Yun temporarily lived in the Sleeping Moon Workshop where the Hehuan Sect was located, and from time to time helped Mrs. Sanmiao and Jin Ping'er, a pair of master and apprentice, improve their cultivation.

Occasionally, he would also point out some disciples of the Hehuan Sect who have just started and have no deep experience in the world, so as to prevent them from going astray!
under these circumstances.

The overall strength of the Acacia faction has been greatly improved.

until……

A certain Miss Baguio who was ordered to come here intends to discuss with the Hehuan faction and jointly swallow the two factions of Changshengtang and Wandumen, and rule the Demon Cult.

After seeing Xiao Yun's reluctance to leave, the jealousy in his heart flared up again.

then.

It is the contest between the outstanding descendant of the ghost king clan, Miss Baguio, the daughter of the previous ghost king, and Jin Ping'er, the successor of the three wonderful ladies of the Acacia School and the future "Miao Gongzi" of the Demon Sect.

As for the content of the contest between the two sides.

From the strength of cultivation, to magic weapons, and various secret methods of the Ghost King Sect and the Hehuan Sect.

The referee, of course, is Xiao Yun.

finally.

It was also Miss Baguio who relied on her cultivation strength at the fourth level of the Shangqing Realm and held the treasure of the Acacia School, the Acacia Bell, to easily crush Jin Ping'er in terms of her cultivation strength and magic weapon.

But when it comes to secrets.

After all, Ghost King Sect is not as professional as Hehuan School.

It also allowed Jin Ping'er to move back in this round, which can be regarded as saving the face of himself and the Hehuan faction!

under these circumstances.

Neither Baguio nor Jin Ping'er gave in easily, instead they felt shameful and courageous. One was busy studying the secret technique of the Acacia School, and the other was pulling Xiao Yun to practice together day and night.

It was also the first time that Xiao Yun, a master of time management, had the feeling of being incapacitated!
Fortunately, in the end.

It was still Xiao Yun who couldn't bear the jealous behavior of the two of them, and each played big boards.

It was the end of the open and secret fight between the two!

of course.

Under the cooperation of Ghost King Zong and Hehuan faction.

The Wandu Sect and Changshengtang, which lost their respective heads, have already fallen into disintegration, and naturally they were quickly annexed by the two factions.

Together with the small and medium-sized forces in the Demon Cult, they were completely buried in the dust of history.

　Traditional art can not forget its roots...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)