The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Sheng Qing's gaze was fixed on the cinnabar between Yu Mian's eyebrows. The aura on it was clearly of the same origin as his own, as well as the aura around his body that was almost integrated with his own. A flash of understanding rolled in the depths of his dark eyes.

I had chosen her as the vessel, and I thought it would be...

Sheng Qing approached instantly, trapped the person in his arms and brought her out of the seabed. After wrapping his five fingers around her waist, he couldn't help but press on the soft flesh on her waist. The feeling of his fingertips sinking slightly made her a little obsessed. Her eyes closed slightly and the corners of her lips curled up.

It's a really nice container...

"Let me go." Yu Mian sensed the other party's movements and struggled for a moment. He felt extremely ashamed and angry. This man took possession of Sheng Qing's body, and yet he dared to touch him like this!

What happened during this period?

And the inner elixir is still in her dantian. Should she return it or keep it for now?

"Quiet..." Sheng Qing's eyes were a little cold. There was not much emotion in them when he looked at Yu Mian, as if he was looking at a naughty rabbit.

"Where are you taking me?!" Yu Mian knew that the other party had occupied Sheng Qing's body at the moment and he had no way of resisting, so he had to pretend to be submissive in order to be safe.

It would be best to return to the sect. The sect master might have a solution. There is also the matter of the senior sister!

All of a sudden, many things came to her mind, filling it up.

"Return to the sect..." Sheng Qing said no more. The moment he left the water, he headed towards Wangxian.

Hearing this, Yu Mian was certain that there was still hope. Who on earth was this person? He was so confident that he even dared to go towards the sect.

Could it be that he really considers himself as a "promoted minister"?

Galloping across thousands of miles, the wind and clouds change, and the heaven and earth change.

The sect gate, accompanied by birds and curling spiritual mist, was right in front of him. Sheng Qing stood outside the sect gate with a somewhat empty look in his eyes, looking around without much expression.

The murderous aura that was surging in his eyes seemed to have calmed down, and the redness in the corners of his eyes retreated inch by inch.

It has been a long, long time since I have seen such a scene.

Yu Mian quickly activated the token on his body and sought help from the elders of the sect.

Her token is the mountain master's token given by Sheng Qing, which has the highest authority in the sect.

Sheng Qing knew her little trick, but ignored it, only frowned for a moment.

Curious as to why 'I' gave her such an important thing?

Even if they were in a master-disciple relationship, they shouldn't be honored like this. With a flick of his finger, the token in Yu Mian's hand flew up and hovered in front of Sheng Qing.

Yu Mian's pupils shrank. How could it be possible...

The Yufushan Order does not recognize the body, but the soul. How could it possibly recognize this guy as its master? !

"Who are you?!" Yu Mian raised her hand to snatch it away. She would never allow this thing to fall into the hands of others.

But Sheng Qing raised his hand and gently pinched her wrist, and then Yu Mian's entire palm couldn't stop shaking.

She held her own pulse!

Sour and numb...

"You can't even recognize me?" Sheng Qing's smile was a little bit evil, but his voice was intimate.

It was as if it wasn't her who grabbed the other person's wrist, and that action had nothing to do with her at all.

The voice was cold and slightly hoarse, like a poisonous tongue drilling into the cochlea.

“Hiss…!” Yu Mian gritted his teeth and endured it, unwilling to give in. Cold sweat broke out on his face and blue veins popped out little by little.

Her tone and demeanor were very similar to Shengqing's, even the sneer on her lips were exactly the same.

It seemed to Yu Mian that the other party had suddenly lost every bit of their memory, just like Sheng Qing in the later part of the story.

"You... are... Sheng Qing?" She asked word by word, trying to find an answer. Her eyes stared into the other's eyes, full of stubbornness and persistence, unwilling to miss any details.

The action of holding her wrist suddenly became lighter. Sheng Qing was a little stunned. His fingertips trembled slightly. For some reason, he wanted to smooth out the ups and downs in her brows. His chest felt a little stuffy and painful.

"How dare you call me by my name...you..." She wanted to threaten this little disciple.

But when Yu Mian heard this, his lips turned pale and tears welled up in his eyes. He looked incredulous, yet had to accept it, and his chest felt tight.

The strength in your fingertips is completely relaxed.

Yu Mian's eyes were bloodshot. He gently withdrew his hand from her relaxed fingers, and combined his memories of the past encounters with the Remnant Soul Formation to come up with three-quarters of the answer.

This may be Sheng Qing from the previous life, who has taken over the body of this life.

As for that black-hearted woman, there was no way she didn't know this situation would happen. She must have known about it...

She did it on purpose!

No, it wasn't intentional!

She had planned for him. She had never thought of letting her current self solve the problem, so she didn't give him any useful information. She just left many pitfalls for him to step into, tempting him to force her to compromise.

Yu Mian took a deep breath, knowing that confronting her now would be like hitting a rock with an egg, and he suppressed his emotions, holding back the bitterness in his heart.

Now was not the time for her to be sentimental.

"Disciple was wrong... Please forgive me... Your Majesty!" Yu Mian pulled her hand back and lowered her head. The coldness seemed to penetrate into her flesh, freezing her whole body.

She can't confront it head-on, she doesn't have the capital to do so.

Although Shengqing did not like this Taoist name, this was the first time he heard someone calling him by that name. He felt so uncomfortable, as if a hole had been cut in his heart, empty and could not be filled by anything.

The wind went straight through.

She wanted to hug the other person, as if that would fill the missing piece.

I thought so and did so.

He hugged the little disciple in front of him into his arms, feeling her comfortable breath all over his body, and the suffocating feeling in his chest was slightly relieved for a moment.

Perhaps, it was because his inner elixir was in her body.

He held Yu Mian's hand forcefully and came behind her. His five sharp claws stretched out little by little, transformed into a phantom, and pierced towards Yu Mian's dantian.

He penetrated the skin and flesh and took out the inner elixir with great ease.

The moment he touched it, the warmth in his eyes returned.

A familiar voice called out: "Mian'er..."

"Sheng Qing!?" Yu Mian's eyes were like spring snow melting. He raised his head in surprise, slightly broke free from the tough embrace, and penetrated into his dantian silently, and his fingertips that were touching the inner elixir retreated.

That gentle look suddenly turned cold. At the last moment, he gently touched Yu Mian's face with his five fingers, "Be good, don't be afraid... I won't hurt you..."

"You! Did you make some kind of deal with the other party? What does it mean?!" Yu Mian reached out to grab the hand that was caressing his face, but met the cold eyes after a slight blink.

Sheng Qing's eyes flashed with interest for a moment. It was indeed interesting to knead the little disciple's face like this. He wanted to touch it for a while longer, but was pushed away.

Yu Mian raised his hands to cover his face, it was too cold.

"Tell me, can she come back?" Yu Mian's heart instantly turned cold. She didn't want any other answer, she just wanted to know this.

Make sure Shengqing comes back.

Sheng Qing looked at his fingertips, which had just been filled with a bit of heat but were instantly blown away by the wind and turned cold again, with a look of concern on his face.