Filial piety: the supreme emperor

"oops?"

Seeing the foggy bathroom in front of her, Qu Qirong approached the screen with a hint of worry and called out again.

A soft humming sound came from behind the screen, mixed with some suppressed sounds.

"Um...Aunt Rong, I'm fine!"

Upon hearing the unusual voice, Qu Qirong's face changed slightly. Thinking that something unexpected had really happened, she didn't care about anything else and went straight around the screen to look into the bathtub.

In the field of vision, spiritual energy and water vapor intertwined, obscuring most of the vision.

She saw her nephew Lu Ran half immersed in the bathtub, his tightly closed eyelashes trembling slightly, his head tilted back against the edge of the bathtub, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

Qu Qirong immediately walked to the bathtub and asked worriedly, "Ran'er, what happened?"

"I had some problems practicing my technique just now."

“But now it’s OK.”

Lu Ran suppressed the rising and falling emotions in his heart and forced a smile.

He doesn't know what's going on now, maybe he's drunk again!

I just felt dizzy and had no explanation for this feeling. It seemed as if four big words were written on my face - "warm and comfortable"!

In a daze, Lu Ran seemed to find that his lonely figure had somehow returned to that nostalgic hometown.

"I'm glad you're okay. Aunt Rong saw you didn't answer just now and thought something had happened."

"As long as you're okay."

Qu Qirong finally let go of the worry in her heart and spoke gently.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

Because her daughter Raner was taking a bath, although the mist and spiritual energy blended together and only a blurry figure could be seen, she still felt shy.

"Ran'er, if you're okay, I'll leave first."

Qu Qirong blushed slightly, and quickly withdrew her gaze and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, at this time,

Lu Ran suddenly trembled and his expression changed for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

The most important thing was that the water surface under the fog was rippling and bubbles were popping up from the water, just like a fish breathing underwater.

"Ran'er?" Qu Qirong stopped and the worry in her heart resurfaced.

"I just went astray when practicing my technique, and my Qi became disordered. I just wanted to find an outlet to vent my anger."

"It's been resolved now. Just take a rest. Aunt Rong, don't worry too much." Lu Ran exhaled slowly and said in a low voice.

He was not lying, his true energy was indeed out of control just now.

It also caused the number of times the [Yuan Yang Reflux Technique] was absorbed to be reduced by one.

"Yeah!" Qu Qirong withdrew her gaze and left the bathroom swaying her plump and attractive figure.

Although her cultivation level was not high, she could feel that her nephew's breath was no longer as disordered and rapid as before.

When Aunt Rong left the bathroom, the ripples in the bathtub gradually dissipated, revealing an enchanting and mature body.

She looked as beautiful as a peach blossom, leaning in his arms, her breath gradually calmed down, and she said in a sweet voice: "Ran'er, can we say that we are connected in spirit, that you are in me and I am in you?"

"Master, something almost happened this time!"

"If Aunt Rong finds out if we do this..."

Lu Ran smiled bitterly and sighed, not knowing how to evaluate his own master.

There is no doubt that Ning Qian is definitely an enchanting beauty who can bring disaster to the country and is so beautiful that even Su Daji would have to compete with her.

Add to that the endless stream of magical powers, who can resist?

"Did your Aunt Rong find out?"

Ning Qian half-closed her eyes and listened to Lu Ran's heartbeat. The charm in her eyes subsided slightly but had not completely dissipated.

Lu Ran rolled his eyes: "Isn't it you, Master, who did it on purpose?"

You know, this incident was not caused by him in the beginning, but was the work of his beautiful female master.

In response, Ning Qian's charming face revealed an extremely charming smile, and she blew hot air into Lu Ran's ear, guiding his hand to cover her full heart:

"Besides, I don't know who it was just now, but when your Aunt Rong came, he couldn't help but absorb it once."

"Master still needs to continue to check on Ran'er's progress in cultivating his magical powers!"

As she spoke, the glowing jade-like arms once again wrapped around his neck, and the plump and charming body sat down again.

"Master, you... um!"

Lu Ran raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but found that the beautiful and plump red lips had sealed his lips, making him unable to speak.

The two looked at each other, and each other's eyes reflected each other, as if they could touch each other's soul deep inside.

At this moment, the mist and water vapor in the bathroom intertwined together, as if replacing the broken bamboo door, making it more hazy and charming.

……

An hour later, Lu Ran walked out of the bathroom.

He himself didn't know what happened to his bath, which lasted nearly two hours.

Most importantly, unlike the usual calm and relaxing bath, this bath was full of tension and an indescribable sense of absurdity.

In his mind, he was still recalling the calls from his master, the female devil, which were like the enchanting magic sound.

Even Monk Lu was unable to resist and was attacked by the devilish sound, and his mind instantly went blank.

"Ran'er, you are so filial and considerate!"

And that female devil Ning Qian was still in the bathroom, leaning on the edge of the bathtub with a charming and lazy look, muttering to herself.

The ripples in the tub had calmed down, leaving only petals floating on the water.

"It's a long night, and it's just begun!"

After a while, Ning Qian smiled charmingly, got up from the bathtub, and then took off her clothes.