The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The blood surged, and Lu Changqing's eyes suddenly turned blood red. The corners of his lips turned white, and his whole body seemed to be split in two from the middle, and his soul could no longer control the two halves of his body. He thought that Venerable Huai Ci was very powerful.

But I didn't expect...she was so strong!

He didn't even last two breaths, and he didn't even have time to call for the sect leader.

When Chang Geng saw his senior brother injured, he subconsciously wanted to call the Sect Master, but he was met with a bloodthirsty and cold gaze in mid-air.

That look told him that if he dared to move, he and Lu Changqing would be strung together like a candied haws.

The young disciples below were all frightened to the point of being dumbfounded. The strong murderous aura enveloped them and they dared not move a muscle. Some even fainted out of fear.

Sheng Qing pulled his hand back and threw the man to the ground. Then he pressed him to his knees and faced Yu Mian. He smiled a slightly teasing and cold smile and asked Yu Mian in a gentle and cold tone, "Mian'er, how are you? Have you calmed down?"

When she saw the blood, her interest was aroused.

Yu Mian pointed at his mouth and shook his head.

I can't speak, can you please release me first?

Sheng Qing nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "As expected of my disciple, it seems that you are still angry~"

On the ground, Lu Changqing, a disciple who was only in his teens, was kneeling with veins bulging. This was simply a humiliation to his hundreds of years of practice!

"Venerable Huai Ci, I didn't mean it. I didn't know she was your disciple! I apologize to you!" He thought he had displeased Sheng Qing and slapped her in the face.

After all, Yu Fushan only has one disciple, Yu Mian. If I bully her, it would be equivalent to bullying the entire Yu Fushan.

But the murderous aura behind him, which was getting thicker and thicker, as if coming from a sea of ​​blood and corpses, made him want to survive even more. "…Venerable Huaici! This is the sect, not a group of wild beasts. You…ah!"

Before he could finish his words, one of his arms was torn off and thrown aside to mix with the dust.

He actually dared to threaten Sheng Qing? Even Yu Mian couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

Seeing this, Yu Mian was afraid that he would be beaten to death, so she nodded vigorously and calmed down.

Sheng Qing suddenly realized, "It seems that Mian'er agrees with what the teacher said. It is indeed not enough to calm down."

"!!!"

In a flash, Lu Changqing's other hand was removed. Blood flowed from both sides, staining his clothes red. He instantly lost all his strength.

It's like a roadside fire hydrant.

Yu Mian was anxious. Damn it, if he was really killed, wouldn’t she have to go through life with Sheng Qing in the sect forever?

She immediately wrote with her feet on the spot: "I'm calm, I'm calm!"

Sheng Qing looked at her like this, his eyes turned cold for a moment, then returned to normal in an instant, and he slowly loosened his grip on Lu Changqing's crown.

Then he released Yu Mian’s gag.

With a cold smile on his face, he said in an exaggerated tone, "Oh, it turns out that Mian'er couldn't speak at first, and I didn't know about it. I don't know who set it up. It's really abominable!"

She came to Yu Mian, facing him, accepting the kneeling fire hydrant's worship, with half of her body resting on Yu Mian.

The blood-stained right hand was about to be raised to change the pattern on the disciple's face, drawing a little turtle...

But Yu Mian grabbed her hand and she whispered with a trembling voice: "Master...what should we do now!?"

On the ground, Lu Changqing, who had survived, was using his spiritual power to repair his wounds. He wanted to stand up, but he didn't dare to. In front of this woman, he felt deep fear and powerlessness.

Chang Geng saw that Venerable Huai Ci seemed to have calmed down a bit, so he dared to speak: "Venerable Huai Ci, my brother is in your eyes... I will take him away... Are you angry anymore?"

"I...I really took it away?"

Seeing that Sheng Qing didn't even look at him, Chang Geng quickly ran over, picked up the severed limb from the ground, grabbed it by the collar, and took it away along with a group of young disciples around him.

The huge Beast Taming Hall was left with only bloodstains on the floor and the smell of cubs all over the yard.

But Yu Mian leaned on Sheng Qing's shoulder and smelled the pleasant medicinal fragrance on her body. It was obvious that she had almost killed someone in front of him just now, and her hands were covered in blood, but she was such a person.

It gave her a strange sense of security when she was isolated, helpless, powerless and oppressed.

It seemed that now that she was here, she would be safe.

But when he was with her, he was in danger.

He gently pressed his five fingers on his head and slowly combed his hair, calming down Yu Mian's frightened soul.

Yu Mian then trembled all over, his legs went weak, and he held onto half of Sheng Qing's body to stand.

“Master, thank you…” Although the scene was bloody, this was the first time that Yu Mian felt grateful to his master who protected him.

"Silly." Sheng Qing held her head close to him, and said in a low voice with a hint of frivolity, "Since I have chosen you, you are my master. If anyone dares to touch you, I will turn him into ashes, peel off his skin, pull out his tendons, refine him into a magic weapon, and throw him into the toilet of the human world." (Toilet, specifically refers to the toilet)

Yu Mian had no doubt about the truthfulness of her words, she was really capable of doing such a thing!

Using a magic tool to unclog a toilet is unprecedented and will never be repeated!

She still advised very carefully: "Um... Master, do you remember that we are on the right path?"

You are the elder of the first righteous sect, the Wangxian Sect!

It’s better not to say this out loud in the future, just think about it in your mind.

"How am I not righteous, huh?" Sheng Qing pinched her short, pointed, delicate and exquisite chin and turned her face towards him. The two of them were very close, so close that there was not much room in their pupils and they could only accommodate the person in front of them.

Yu Mian was discouraged and decided not to persuade this man anymore.

"The right path is the right path. Master is the most right path."

Sheng Qing's pupils tightened and became erect, which frightened Yu Mian so much that she trembled. Then he dragged her away, rode on Dabai and left Wenxian Mountain.

"Come on, your little mouth is always full of honey. Since you are lucky enough to rest for half a day today, I will take you to make two sets of clothes. Don't let those ignorant things bully you anymore." Unable to tease her disciple, she casually cast a cleansing spell to wipe the blood off her hands, and then held the little girl's soft body in her arms.

Yu Mian flew into the air before she could react. She clung to the man's white clothes and her eyes widened: "Master, we just hurt someone, and we're leaving now?"

“Will the Law Enforcement Hall or something like that come after us soon?” She moved restlessly, feeling uneasy.

"Mian'er, what style and color do you like?" As if he was not satisfied with this person disturbing his interest in dressing up, Shengqing put his arm around her and patted her round and firm buttocks. Then he left his hand there and did not leave.

Yu Mian lived for twenty-four years, and had experienced more embarrassing and shameful things than what he saw in this book.

"All...all is fine..." Her face was flushed red, she couldn't hide, so she could only bury her face in Sheng Qing's arms, who was wearing a white collar and had orchid and butterfly patterns on his arms, trying to hide the blush on her face. When she threw herself into him, the fresh and elegant fragrance of medicine lingered around her nose, as if she was in a medicine garden.