The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Mian, who was hiding in the crowd to reduce her presence, felt herself rising into the air. Mist entered her mouth and poured into her lungs. The strong airflow made tears flow from the corners of her eyes.

what happened?

She tried to struggle, but found that she was as weak as a chick in the other person's hands, and her efforts were in vain.

Since he couldn't break free, he tried to make himself more comfortable. Yu Mian used his hands to block a wind barrier in front of his eyes, and he could finally see the surrounding environment clearly.

Now she should be hundreds of meters in the air, with the endless mountains of the Wangxian Sect below her. Because of the vast spiritual energy, the spiritual clouds in the Wangxian Sect turned into a hazy mist that enveloped the entire mountain range, making it like a fairyland.

In the spiritual mist, there were birds like egrets looming in the air, and there were also long creatures like dragons tumbling in it.

Occasionally, where there are gaps in the spiritual mist, you can see the architectural environment scattered among the mountains.

The cinnabar and green building is tall, the golden and bamboo pavilion is far away, the shadows of the twin towers are dark, and the crystal jade pool is blue.

Seeing that she was staring in a daze, Sheng Qing pulled her into his arms, holding her as if hugging her, and his beautiful eyes fell straight into Yu Mian's eyes.

Close...too close!

Her delicate, snow-white skin, so clean that it seemed to have no pores at all, exuded an enchanting porcelain white, and her eyes, as cold as stars, seemed to suck people in.

Yu Mian's ears inevitably turned red, wondering where this immortal master was going to take him.

"Ah, I haven't led anyone for a long time. I even forgot to set up the wind barrier. Will my good disciple blame me?" She held her heart like Xi Shi, lowered her eyes and apologized. Her eyes were full of true feelings.

After saying that, he lightly tapped his finger, and an invisible wind barrier formed in front of the two of them. Yu Mian's messy hair finally fell to her temples. Because of the strong wind just now, her face was wet and her eyes were about to cry.

She looked so pitiful, and was extremely pleasing to Shengqing's eyes.

"Master...Master?" Yu Mian was a little out of focus. Hadn't she yet become a disciple? How come she suddenly became the disciple of the beauty in front of her?

Then she breathed a sigh of relief. No matter which of the three immortal masters she chose, it would be a big disaster. She had to avoid the plot and try to live a peaceful and stable life.

But we must not repeat the same plot mistakes again.

Sheng Qing stretched out his fingertips to tug up Yu Mian's tears rolling down, and a drop of crystal fell on his slender, white fingertips.

Yu Mian was caught crying and felt extremely ashamed, but she discovered that the woman who was holding her was doing that in front of her without any hesitation!

That fingertip was licked clean!

Then his eyes narrowed slightly, and with a smile on his lips, he asked, "Why are tears flowing from my disciple's eyes?"

Yu Mian was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die on the spot. This guy!

Doesn't this person have any sense of shame?!

"It's tears!"

Yu Mian choked up her voice and tried to explain bravely, but her explanation only made her more embarrassed, as it was like admitting in front of the other person that she had cried.

The distant mountains overlapped and flickered. Yu Mian had no idea how many mountains he had climbed over and how far he was from the boundary between the world of immortals and the world of mortals.

All they knew was that the speed around them began to slow down, and they were heading towards a mountain top covered with lush greenery underground, until they landed on the ground, and the beautiful master who was holding onto their backs suddenly let go.

She was thrown from a height of half a meter. Although it was not fatal, it was really hurtful to her self-esteem.

Yu Mian's legs went weak and she bowed deeply to the ground. Her frail little body knelt on the ground, and she felt a dull pain in her knees.

"hiss--"

"You are such a good disciple. You show such great respect to your master as soon as you see him." The woman who had just been carrying her from behind him had now come to him. She had no intention of extending a hand to help him. She only had a look of relief on her face and a slightly happy tone in her voice.

Yu Mian didn't know why, but she felt a sense of falsehood. That smiling face brought her great fear.

There is an old saying in China that he who knows the current affairs is a hero.

Yu Mianren was already under someone else's roof and had to bow her head. In order to survive, she didn't mind taking a stranger woman as her master.

At least, the risk of being "seeped through" is greatly reduced here.

“Master, please accept my disciple’s greetings.” According to the words of worshipping a master from memory, Yu Mian bowed respectfully and knocked his forehead on the white jade bricks in front of the Yufu Palace.

Sheng Qing looked at the whorl of hair on the little girl's head, and his palms itched. The next second, he touched her round little head. "Okay, from today on, you are my senior sister of Yufu Mountain. What's your name?"

"Disciple, Yu Mian."

Yu Mian's head, which he wanted to raise, was pressed down by that hand. The owner of the hand moved the top of his head as if he was stroking a cute puppy, and even gently rubbed his scalp with his sharp fingertips.

It caused Yu Mian's tailbone to tremble.

"Yu Mian... Then I will call you Mian'er."

The other party first pronounced Yu Mian's last name with great emphasis, and then called him "Mian'er" which sounded like a whisper in a lover's ear, making Yu Mian feel like he was burning with anger!

As expected of a world of erotic fiction, how come any strong person you meet has strange attributes? Yu Mian was kneeling on the cold jade bricks at this moment, and the pain and coldness from her knees were not as great as the chill in her heart.

But no matter what, this is the one who can protect her master in the future, and she is the eldest senior sister, which means that there are no other disciples in Yufushan except her and her master.

That’s great, I won’t become a fellow disciple with the male protagonist!

Yu Mian immediately found a trace of comfort: "Thank you, Master, for accepting me as your disciple."

Her head was still pressed down, and in that small space, she could only see the legs of this beautiful master. They were long and strong, with slender ankles as white as jade. Her skin was the same as the face she had just seen up close, as smooth as cream, without a single pore or even a single hair.

It's like a work of art carved from fine white jade.

Below the ankles, there are shiny, naked feet with round and cute toes. Even when they step on the white jade tiles, they are not outshined at all.

hiss~

Can people really be born like this?

Before she could finish her admiration in her heart, the hand that was originally teasing her head lifted Yu Mian's chin, and her narrow and sharp eyes flashed with murderous intent while smiling.

"Mian'er, is your teacher beautiful?"