The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Sheng Qing put away the water mirror and regained his composure in an instant. He put his arms around Yu Mian's small waist and rubbed it with his fingertips from time to time. After a few breaths, he continued to look towards the upper reaches of Huangquan.

"'She' is guiding me as a teacher." She could subconsciously sense her own aura, and it seemed that the other party had left more than one clue.

Sheng Qing made some self-deductions. If it were him, he would definitely predict and control all his past actions, without making any mistakes.

Extreme desire for control.

Now, it has really come back to bite him, and he is gritting his teeth.

Sheng Qing led Yu Mian and groped towards the source. The Yellow Spring tributary they had just visited originated from the lotus pond of the demon lotus.

From that section upwards, the entire river is blocked and there is nothing there.

As I gradually walked up, the gray mist that was originally far away behind me began to fade, and I dared not follow it anymore.

This is an extremely desolate gray world. The moment you step into it, you will feel drowsy and even have the illusion of entering a colorless comic book.

The “sky” was very low; one could see with the naked eye the ceiling that was hundreds of feet overhead. There was no air circulation at all; it was quiet, condensed, and so still that it revealed a moment of deathly silence.

The endless wasteland leads to nowhere.

Until, while walking, he kicked a stone.

Sheng Qing comforted her and she stayed where she was, watching the crimson purple figure walking forward.

Sheng Qing actually didn't want Yu Mian to see that version of herself. There could only be one Sheng Qing in the world, and she could only see one Sheng Qing.

Moreover, the formation is too powerful, and Yu Mian is not suitable to enter...

She took a step forward and came to the center of the formation. She was still wearing the same torn scarlet dress and a wisp of ghost that was about to dissipate.

This time she was too lazy to listen to "her" narration. She grabbed it, refined it, and extracted what she wanted from her memory.

But in just a breath, Shengqing's eyes flashed with understanding and more confusion.

"The merits of the city will be offered to those who desire..."

Could the so-called intended target be Mian'er?

She teleported back to Yu Mian in one step, and looked at her face with a moment of scrutiny. The girl in front of her was healthier and more plump than last summer, and her facial features seemed to have been reborn and grown from the inside out.

A pair of affectionate eyes and a beautiful body.

Yu Mian stood there, thinking that he would have to wait for a long time like last time, but he didn't expect that it would only take a few breaths. However, there was something wrong with Sheng Qing's eyes...

It made her back hairy.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Sheng Qing extended his cold palm and stroked Yu Mian's cheek, "Nothing, I'm just very happy to see that our Mian'er has grown up a lot."

Yu Mian coughed tactically, "Ahem... Let's move on to the next step."

She felt that her mind, which was not innocent to begin with, had been made too dirty by Sheng Qing. When she heard the word "grow up", she subconsciously thought of the growth she had experienced in bed with him.

It’s all because of this bad snake who has no teacher ethics and is full of lust.

Sheng Qing pinched his disciple's cheek, suppressed his guess, and said with a smile: "What should we do?"

"Mian'er said that as a teacher, I will do everything myself..."

Yu Mian pretended to be calm, pretending not to hear the intentional teasing in the other party's words. She could now ignore the other party's strange words without changing her expression. She pointed at the gray fog and said, "Let's lead those ghosts to the underworld first."

She pointed to the soul far behind her.

Sheng Qing took her hand and said gently: "I will teach you how to draw the gate to the underworld. You will be the one to lead the way this time..."

"Me?" Yu Mian pointed at herself. Was she also going to start learning how to draw that radish seal?

Perhaps his eyes revealed his thoughts, and Shengqing got a slap on the head. He pretended to be threatening and said, "Mian'er, you don't want to learn?"

"How could that be? I'm so happy that I can learn more skills!" She stood up quickly and agreed actively. If she had a tail, she might be wagging it happily to express her "excitement".

I secretly complained and cried in my heart, the master I found is too strict, what should I do? !

Cold scrambled eggs...

"Yeah." Sheng Qing seemed satisfied with her spirit of learning. He raised his chin slightly, then hugged her from behind, holding her hand and teaching her stroke by stroke.

"Wrong, a soul note needs to be posted here..."

A crisp slapping sound was heard, and Shengqing's palm gently left a red mark on the back of Yumian's hand. Then it was gently brushed away, and the red mark disappeared.

"Ah!... Master, slow down, I can't see clearly." Yu Mian was confused. Why was it so complicated to actually operate such a simple pattern? ?

The pattern that Sheng Qing drew in one breath, if broken down, it would take her at least a quarter of an hour to prepare.

This is still the case when you are skilled.

An hour later.

Yu Mian managed to remember most of it, but a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. She took the paper and pen in the ring and began to break down the pattern and draw it.

I lowered my head and simulated it dozens of times before I felt like I had figured it out.

"Master, I'm fine now. I'll try!"

She gathered all her spiritual power at her fingertips, connected yin and yang, and began to draw the earth symbol. A trembling gate to the underworld gradually took shape.

Yu Mian's lips turned pale, and the last stroke was completed.

An extremely cold breath rushed towards her, trying to take her soul away, but Sheng Qing hugged her body.

Before the door inside was opened, the sound of iron chains and soul locks dragging on the ground could be heard, coming from far away and gradually getting louder.

The door slowly opened a crack, and real Yin energy rolled in like a wave, with the power to rip apart the soul and body, pressing Yu Mian to stand still.

It is the innate fear of the end of life.

Even the soul began to get goose bumps.

The door opened completely and then quickly closed again. Sheng Qing sneered and raised his hand to hold the door, pulling out the two ghost messengers and throwing them into the gray fog. "Deal with those souls."

"Okay sir!"

"Sir, walk slowly!"

After Sheng Qing finished speaking, he took Yu Mian away from the river bank and returned to the ground. The monsters around them had gone half crazy and were attacking the barrier desperately.