The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

After hearing Yu Mian's words, Ling Fu woke up from her daze. She turned her absent-minded eyes away from the Six Records of Fu Sha and asked Sheng Qing nervously, "Uncle Junior Master, please take another look at Master."

Although it was claimed that it could extend one's life by twenty years, in the matter of cultivating immortals, a slight mistake can lead to a huge error. If the effect of the medicine was just a little bit longer, one could still live a few more years.

Sheng Qing got this secret book for Mian'er and was in a good mood. She took a small step forward to separate Yu Mian and Fu Qing from their sight, and pushed her back two steps. Golden threads appeared between the four fingers of her right hand.

Fu Qing raised her hand and was about to refuse, as she knew her own body best.

"No need..."

But now, she is no longer the Venerable Fu Qing who was outstanding in Taoism, and she can do nothing to her junior sister.

The golden thread wrapped around his wrist, Sheng Qing pressed four fingers on the line, and after a moment of silence, he said: "You won't die for the time being."

Feeling Yu Mian poking at his waist, Sheng Qing lowered his lips and whispered, "Your uncle has a good foundation and strong meridians. He was able to fight against me. Don't worry."

"This is how you show concern for your uncle after just meeting him twice. Why don't you care more about your teacher?" Sheng Qing pinched the mischievous fingers with his hands behind his back, raised his eyebrows, and said half threateningly and half blamingly.

Yu Mian looked at Fu Qing who was looking at him with a joking expression and Senior Sister Ling Fu who was looking at Fu Qing, and blinked.

No, she just wanted Shengqing to move aside. The room was a little small and she was squeezed to the corner of the table.

What is this snake woman interpreting?

Yu Mian supported himself with one hand on the corner of the table behind him to prevent his waist from being hit, and his other hand was held.

"Um... Master, could you please move aside first?" She lost her balance and pushed back, and the already thin table and her whole body were about to move backwards.

There is a soul-sucking talisman set up in this room, and she is now just a weak mortal.

Sheng Qing quickly grabbed the person into his arms, not caring whether he was in front of his senior sister or not, and gently rubbed the place where she had hit the corner of the table.

After being enveloped by the familiar medicinal fragrance, Yu Mian's face turned pale and he felt that he had lost all face. He was afraid that he would never want to come to Qingzhu Mountain again.

Fu Qing at the side could not hide his smile and said cheerfully: "Junior sister, you don't have to treasure your little disciple so much. I won't compete with you for it."

It seems that Junior Sister is really proud of her disciples.

At a certain moment, the two masters and apprentices of Qingzhu Mountain had surprisingly consistent train of thought and did not find it strange at all.

Yu Mian quickly came out of his arms and stood obediently beside him. As long as Sheng Qing was there, she couldn't stop rushing towards social death. Even her face became thicker day by day.

In this kind of situation, it is more appropriate to be a quail.

She looked at Senior Sister Lingfu beside the bed. Well, luckily there were more than just her juniors.

Seeing the little disciple escape from his arms, Sheng Qing only took a look at him, then his tone became serious for a rare time, and he put on the familiar face that Fu Qing knew, sneering, "I am not afraid of your fighting, after all, there will be no chance again in 20 to 30 years at most."

Upon hearing that she had only a few years left to live, Fu Qing's smile faded slightly. Even if she had lived a carefree life, she was the only one who knew how it felt to see a genius of her generation end up like this. Her eyes dimmed.

Sheng Qing raised his eyebrows slightly. He was angry when he saw her kind face. In the past, when he went into the secret realm, she always followed him, which made her feel constrained and unable to kill her completely...

She still remembered that this person's favorite saying was, "God is merciful to all living things."

She is a kind-hearted person, but God does not pity her.

"For twenty or thirty years, it is enough to count the peach blossoms and summer lotus and watch the spring scenery of the world." Fu Qing opened his heart and smiled, "This is what I once wanted. Now that Fu'er has grown up and the world is peaceful, I have finally gotten what I wanted."

It is a blessing to be able to wake up again, and there is no need to expect too much.

“…You are really kind-hearted. You sacrificed your own life in exchange for others to be together as a couple.” Sheng Qing was never good at comforting others, so he couldn’t say anything nice, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Fu Qing remained silent, his fingertips gently closed.

Yu Mian was anxious watching from the side. Why couldn't Sheng Qing, this snake woman, say anything nice? She clearly wanted to express her grievances for Fu Qing, but it just sounded so harsh.

She finally realized that this snake woman just couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

She waited for her uncle to ask her for help, but she was unwilling to take the initiative to ask.

This uncle-master is also a straight-forward person. Didn’t he notice that the snake woman is still here and hasn’t left?

If she was really annoyed or fed up, I'm afraid she wouldn't say a word.

"Well... Master... You also know that I am stupid. I am afraid that I will have to bother you more often in the future with this Fu Sha Liu Ji. You see..." Yu Mian showed a glimmer of hope in his eyes, expressing his wish that she would save him so that she could practice the art of talismans well in the future.

A slender index finger poked her forehead, tapping her head like a kitten or puppy.

Sheng Qing's eyes flashed, and after attacking Fu Qing, he narrowed his eyes and began to teach his disciple a lesson, "It took me only 10 to 20 years to master this secret manual, but you know how to waste time."

"Besides, don't we still have Junior-Martial-Nephew Ling Fu?"

Yu Mian quickly signaled to Senior Sister Lingfu, "Come and beg for mercy, quickly!"

Although Senior Sister Ling Fu did not understand, she shook her head sincerely and said in a serious tone: "Little Uncle, I did not inherit Master's talisman killing mantle."

Her temperament is elegant and indifferent, which doesn't fit this style.

Sheng Qing then raised his eyelids and looked at Ling Fu. He could not see any trace of Fu Qing's temperament in her, and confirmed this fact.

She snorted lightly, and frowned, "Don't worry, I will solve the problem of the teaching elder for you."

Fu Qing was stunned. She heard the attitude in Sheng Qing's words. She didn't expect that her usually unruly junior sister would take the initiative to help. She never liked to meddle in matters that had nothing to do with her.

Her eyes fell on the clever and coquettish little disciple beside her, and her usually straightforward mind suddenly had some unbelievable thoughts.

"Little Junior Sister...thank you very much."

Fu Qing looked at this junior sister with complicated eyes. She seemed to have grown a lot during his coma and felt that she had missed a lot.

More than a thousand years ago, she was the sixth from the bottom of the family and was loved by her fellow brothers and sisters, but she never expected that she would have a younger sister as well.

She thought she could experience the joy of being a senior sister, but she did not expect that the person brought into the mountain gate was an unruly little snake covered with scars. After being asked by the master to take care of the junior sister that day, Fu Qing took the responsibility consciously.

The little junior sister doesn't like to transform into a human form, and even less like to communicate with others. She prefers to curl up in a ball and sit on rocks or eaves to bask in the sun.

In addition, he is fond of wild hand-to-hand combat during training and fighting, without any self-protection methods, and only wants to kill the enemy with one blow. He is always injured when he leaves the secret realm.

She would follow and protect him all the time. In order to take care of her strong self-esteem, she could only comfort him by saying, "God is merciful." If she was not stopped, she would kill without fighting and would not stop until her flesh and blood were exposed.