Evil Master and Disciple

Su Xiaoli, naked, with long black hair and white body, looked like black and white silk.

Every inch of her skin exudes intense charm and wildness at all times.

No matter whether it is the otaku Ye Feng who owned several G seeds in his previous life, or the bully Ye Feng who worries about the world now, they can be said to have seen the world.

At least a dozen hours ago, I saw the bodies of hundreds of beautiful girls with bare buttocks.

But after seeing Su Xiaoli's body, Ye Feng was still deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

It seemed that all the things I had seen before were not as good as a single hair of Su Xiaoli.

Although he knew very well that Su Xiaoli was a senior master who was respected by even his master and ancestors, he absolutely could not stare at Su Xiaoli's body in public without restraint.

However, Ye Feng seemed unable to control his eyes.

Su Xiaoli's body seemed to be filled with some kind of magical power, which almost made Ye Feng lose his mind and fall into it, unable to extricate himself.

This magic seems to work not only on men, but also on women.

Nangong Yan, Yi Xiaofu, Shangguan Lan... all looked a little dazed.

They are all women, and of course they know how perfect Su Xiaoli's body is.

These girls also seemed to be fascinated by the strong charm emanating from Su Xiaoli.

Almost no one heard what Su Xiaoli said just now.

Until Ye Feng and others heard the Buddhist Sanskrit sounds that purify people's hearts.

Ye Feng saw a Bodhisattva with a blazing Buddha flame ring behind its head appear in front of him.

This pulled his gradually losing mind out of the world of lust again.

As for the female Bodhisattva with the Buddha's flame halo, Ye Feng always felt that she looked familiar.

I thought, isn’t this Shen Tianqi?

When he looked closely, Ye Feng was shocked.

It turned out to be Shen Tianqi standing in front of him, blocking Ye Feng's obscene gaze with his body.

Looking at Shen Tianqi, whose body was emitting a faint Buddha flame, and looking at the pair of golden eyes behind Shen Tianqi's veil that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Ye Feng suddenly felt extremely ashamed.

Just when he was secretly rejoicing that he had not completely lost himself and was still a lost lamb that could be saved.

Two streams of warm liquid slowly flowed out from his nostrils.

Ye Feng thought his nose was running, so he subconsciously reached out and wiped it.

It turned out that his hands were covered in blood.

He was stunned, and Shen Tianqi in front of him was also stunned.

Sanzhier squatted on Ye Feng's shoulder, looked at Ye Feng's nosebleed, and then looked at Shen Tianqi.

After looking back and forth like this several times, Sanzhier felt something was wrong and decisively jumped off the shoulder of his little master.

Ye Feng came back to his senses, looking stunned, and then filled with ashamed.

Just as he was about to quibble, he saw Shen Tianqi in front of him raised his hand.

Everything around him seemed to become "left hand and right hand in slow motion" in Ye Feng's eyes.

Shen Tianqi's soft palm came into close contact with Ye Feng's size 39 shoe-horn face.

That crisp sound seemed so clear and pleasant in this cave where Buddhist and Sanskrit sounds were intertwined.

The Buddhist and Sanskrit sounds disappeared in an instant.

Only the three words "shameless" uttered by Shen Tianqi echoed in his ears.

Ye Feng covered his face and argued cunningly: "Tianqi, why did you hit me? I... I have internal injuries... internal injuries are acting up! It's not the blood rushing up after seeing the naked body of the Fairy Sister..."

The sophistry is pale and powerless.

"Giggle!"

Su Xiaoli, who caused this bloody incident, was naked and smiling coquettishly.

She didn't feel shy at all. Instead, she felt very proud when she saw Ye Feng bleeding from his nose.

She laughed and said, "Internal injuries? Haha! Boy, you came up with such a weird excuse! But I can understand you. At your age, seeing my body, you only had a two-pound nosebleed and didn't die from excessive blood loss. It's already quite remarkable!"

Ye Boguang, with a clear five-fingerprint on his face, was about to praise himself.

Nangong Yan's small hands grabbed Ye Boguang's ears and used great force, almost pulling his ears into donkey ears, before he turned his head around.

"You're addicted to it, you little brat! Turn around!"

Su Xiaoli laughed so hard that she fell backwards.

However, in order to prevent the boy from dying from excessive blood loss, Su Xiaoli still chose to put on his clothes.

After a while, Su Xiaoli put on new clothes. She ignored the man with nosebleed who was being taught a lesson by several girls, and turned to look at the witch who was emitting strange green fire all over her body.

The jade statue did not really come back to life.

She is more like the Buddhist jade cicada on Shen Tianqi's body. She appears to be alive, but lacks the physical body that a living being should have.

It's just that the soul of this witch controls this jade statue.

The witch, like the six demon statues, could not walk out of the magic circle. She stood at the edge of the magic circle, quietly watching this farce, which she was not sure whether it could be considered a farce or not.

Su Xiaoli already understood what this ancient altar in front of him was used for.

It's not protection, it's a seal.

The six demon gods and the entire magic circle are suppressing and sealing the 99th generation witch of the White Witch Clan in the jade statue of the Witch Goddess.

Su Xiaoli's eyes regained their gentleness. She said, "Being able to force out my true form is quite a feat for a spirit. I originally wanted to have a good fight with you to see what's so special about the witchcraft of the ancient witch clan, which has been lost in the human world for tens of thousands of years.

However, considering that you know my grandmother, I won't fight with you.

"Little girl, what did you do wrong back then? Why were you sealed here by the Ancient Witch Clan? They even set up such a strange magic circle to suppress your power."

The Jade Statue of the Sorcerer God showed no change in expression. The cold voice rang out from the Jade Statue once again: "I don't know what you're talking about."

Su Xiaoli chuckled and said, “Although I don’t know what this magic circle is, I recognize these green flames.

This must be the legendary Netherworld Mysterious Flame.

I was wondering why these inconspicuous little green flames are so powerful that even I, with ten thousand years of cultivation, find it difficult to get close to them.

As far as I know, this Netherworld Mysterious Flame comes from the depths of the Eighteen Levels of Hell. It can burn all life and devour all light.

At first I thought the magic circle here was to protect the statue of the witch god, or to protect the secrets that might exist here.

When I recognized the Netherworld Mysterious Flame, I realized that this was not protection, it was a seal.

So I conclude that your soul is sealed in the jade statue of the witch god.

I'm curious about one thing. In the ancient witch tribe, witches held a very high status. How could you have ended up like this?"

Nangong Yan, Shangguan Lan and other girls also let go of Ye Weizuo who was bleeding from the nose.

Relying on Su Xiaoli's support, everyone was not very afraid of the witch who was trapped in the magic circle.

Ye Feng wiped the blood from his nose and said, "You must have committed a serious crime, which is why the people of the Ancient Witch Clan sealed you up here forever in this way. And you still want me to take you away with me? Not only is there no door, there aren't even any windows!"

The witch sighed softly and said, "Well, since this Sky Fox girl has seen it, I will no longer hide it. Yes, I was indeed sealed here by my tribe, but I don't think I have done anything wrong.

Even if I did something wrong and was sealed here for over 20,000 years, my sins should be washed away, right? "