The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The ears are alert in all directions, the eyes are alert in all directions, and the spirit and soul always cover more than three inches of the body surface. This way, even if you are attacked, you will have a very tiny amount of time to adjust the movements of your body in exchange for a glimmer of hope.

The afternoon was bright and glorious.

Yu Mian didn't want to move anymore. After being pinned down, he prepared to lie down.

But Sheng Qing picked it up like a rag and said, "Don't let your guard down at any time, especially when you are exhausted. It is a good time to break through the limits of your body."

She slightly adjusted the gravity ring on Yu Mian's body, doubled the weight, and threw her onto the plum blossom pile, putting her in a standard posture.

"Hold on for an hour before coming down." Cruel words came out of the cold mouth.

Yu Mian was sweating all over, and her hands were shaking like a sieve. If a sieve was placed on her outstretched arms, it would be a fully human-powered, pollution-free sieve.

Let alone an hour, she felt that she couldn't even hold out for a quarter of an hour. Although she had been doing horse stance for the past month, the pressure suddenly increased, and coupled with exhaustion, she was really going to fall headfirst.

"I... can't hold on...!" She gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words.

Sheng Qing came in front of her, removed the illusion on his face, and smiled, "Mian'er..."

The lethality of this face to Yu Mian was too much. Her thighs, which were still trembling, stabilized slightly.

"Be good...it will be over soon..." Sheng Qing stretched out his bony hand, touched Yu Mian's small hand, then lifted it up to correct the posture.

Yu Mian looked at her movements. Is this a devil?!

But when it comes to that face, the devil is the devil!

Grit your teeth and hold on!

After touching the little hand, Sheng Qing felt the sweat on it, and made a hand gesture. Then he moved a rattan chair, sat down facing Yu Mian, and lightly crossed his legs.

Elegant and noble, irresistible.

Her hair swayed slightly in front of her body and hung down from the side of her neck. She picked up an unknown book and began to read.

Yu Mian looked at the beautiful woman and the scenery, sweat flowing down his face like crazy.

From a whim at the beginning, to doing it every day later, for ten days in a row, Shengqing changed his clothes from black tights to Saibei riding and shooting clothes, from cloud armor to silver feather white colorful clothes.

While Yu Mian was feasting his eyes, he became extremely curious about Sheng Qing's beautiful wardrobe. How many clothes did this snake woman have that he hadn't seen before?

"Shengqing, can I ask you a question?" She asked with a curious look.

Sheng Qing put down the book in her hand, pursed her red lips, and said, "What do you want to ask, Mian'er?"

"How many clothes do you have? How come there are still some styles I haven't seen yet?" She was really curious about this question. The clothes in this wardrobe ranged from elegant to charming, noble to serious, calm to unrestrained, graceful to cool...

There are many kinds and colors, but each one can be worn with its own charm.

“Not many…” Sheng Qing had not counted the number in detail. Since Yu Mian asked this, she waved her hand and rows of clothes floated in the air in order of sets. Then they were arranged from light to dark in color, and circled the martial arts field several times, and were still piling up into the sky.

Yu Mian raised his head and opened his mouth slightly. So many? !

“Stop, the arena will be full soon!” She took a closer look and saw that there were seventy-two sets of pure white gowns, from the front lapels to the hems, with delicate stitching and restrained embroidery patterns.

Sheng Qing stopped and used his mental power to calculate a little, then blurted out, "It's just over 4,700 sets."

Many of these were made for her by embroiderers she had searched all over the world for, and many were custom-made in Lanyi Mountain, and they are all fine products.

"More than 4,700 sets?!" Yu Mian opened her eyes wide. The clothes she owned in her life were worth less than the last 700. She couldn't imagine how happy she would be with so many clothes.

"If Mian'er likes it, you can help me select materials and make clothes." Shengqing felt much better when she looked at those beautiful clothes. She was very happy to create happiness for herself in life.

Just like when he first fell in love with Yu Mian, he just snatched her away.

"Okay, we can make some...couple outfits in the future." When Yu Mian said the last three words, his voice suddenly became a little lower, with a hint of shyness.

With so many clothes, if you wear a new set every day, you can wear the same clothes for twelve years and eight months without repeating yourself.

"Why wait until later?" Sheng Qing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes fixed on her, he waved his hand to put away his clothes, then took Yu Mian with him and went to the sect's clothing department.

After landing, I saw silk threads all over the mountain, entangling the entire mountain, colorful. Even the name of the mountain gate was "Lan Yi Mountain" embroidered with needle and thread.

"This is where 90% of the sect's elders make clothes. Mian'er can choose whatever style he likes and place an order. He will be able to pick it up after he returns from the competition." Sheng Qing used his spiritual power to gently pull a red silk thread on the mountain gate with ease. Before he could react, a beautiful woman with a soft face and tied hair appeared at the mountain gate.

“Venerable Huai Ci…” The beautiful woman was tall, with her eight nimble feet hooked on the silk threads. She lowered her head slightly, and her five pairs of eyes blinked for a moment.

Yu Mian subconsciously took a half step back. The master of the Lanyi Mountain was actually a demon cultivator. One could tell at a glance at his body that he was a spider.

Although she wasn't afraid of spiders, she still shuddered at the sight of one that was over two meters tall...

"This must be your venerable Taoist companion. You can just call me Zhu Niang." Due to their seniority, she was very respectful to Yu Mian.

This attitude somewhat eased Yu Mian's nervousness, "Hello, Madam Zhu."

She blinked her ten eyes, as if she was smiling. She waved her hand to display a booklet and handed it to Yu Mian with her "skinny" claws.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Venerable Huai Ci must have brought his Taoist companion to order the clothes, so it would be safest to leave it to Yu Mian.

Yu Mian took it and thanked him. He opened it and saw all kinds of colorful clothes, which covered the customs and habits of all parts of Kyushu, and even some special costumes of some ethnic minorities.

I quietly asked Sheng Qing how many merit points these would cost, and learned that depending on the style, customization would generally not exceed a thousand points.

Yu Mian calculated that with two B-level tasks, she could buy six and a half sets with her current merit points.

"Then I'll need these three items, two sets of each, according to the size of Shengqing and I. Thank you." Yu Mian flipped through the pages and showed them to Zhu Niang.

Sheng Qing lowered his head, gently knocked his head against Yu Mian, and asked, "You only want three sets?"

"My merit points can only buy three sets..." She muttered softly, then pulled Sheng Qing's sleeve, "This one is mine, don't grab it..."

Shengqing originally wanted to choose hundreds of sets and try them on slowly later, but she stopped him and thought, well, there is still a long way to go.

"it is good…"

Zhu Niang agreed, and then seemed to remember something, and said to the two of them: "The wedding dress is already being made, and it will be ready in early February next year. Would you two like to take a look?"

The two looked at each other, then shook their heads together, "No need."

That was prepared by our senior brothers and sisters, so it’s better not to disrupt their preparations.

After the two left, they headed towards the gathering place within the sect. This time, Venerable Huai Ci and the other two Venerables would lead the five sects' competition, while the rest would decide whether to accompany them or not depending on the wishes of their respective mountain masters.

A group of over a thousand people boarded a spirit ship that was over 300 meters long, spread their wings and headed towards the Northern Territory.