The cat demon defies the heavens and is the emperor’s only beloved disciple!

half an hour.

The pain in Xuanqing's body gradually disappeared, and he came back to his senses.

Then, he quickly tied the belt of his Taoist robe, picked up the whisk on the ground, and flew to Qingyan's side in a flash.

His eyes were full of concern. He picked up Qingyan from the ground and asked anxiously, "Jinglian, are you okay?"

Qingyan leaned on Xuanqing's shoulder and began to act coquettishly, "My feet hurt, Xuanqing, can you rub them for me?"

Xuanqing's gaze fell on Qingyan's left foot, where there was a red rope with an exquisite bell hanging on it.

He looked at the bell, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and asked in confusion: "Why have I never seen you wear this bell before?"

Qingyan's hand touched Xuanqing's face, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He answered irrelevantly: "Xuanqing,

I have already given you the secret book, now do you have to exchange your body for it?"

When Xuanqing heard this, he felt as if he had been suddenly pricked by a needle and woke up instantly.

He pushed Qingyan away violently, with a flash of astonishment and anger in his eyes.

Qingyan lost her support and fell to the ground, an unhappy look instantly appearing on her face.

Seeing this, Xuanqing knew that he was no match for Qingyan, so he immediately used his skills to try to escape from this dangerous place.

But how could Qingyan let him go so easily!

The red silk in her sleeve flew out, and then she jumped up. The red silk drew a graceful arc in the air and accurately wrapped around Xuanqing's waist.

Qingyan waved the red silk in her hand and played with Xuanqing who was tightly wrapped in the red silk.

Xuanqing was wrapped like a red dumpling, unable to move, and couldn't even pull out the sword behind him.

He chanted spells and tried to break free from the red silk, but to no avail.

His expression became panicked, and he begged for mercy, "Please spare my life, Immortal Lord. I will return the secret book to you."

Hearing this, Qing Yan couldn't help but sneer and said sarcastically, "What a little Immortal Lord! Haven't you heard that a true man would rather die than surrender?

You are such a coward, how dare you say that."

Xuan Qing nodded in agreement, his tone filled with helplessness and flattery: "Yes, yes, you are right.

This body of mine is really not very useful. You might as well go find the Emperor.

He is a true dragon and a true god. Wouldn't it be better for you to take his dragon scales?"

Qing Yan heard this, and a hint of interest flashed in her eyes: "Emperor?

Sounds like he's pretty impressive, where is he?"

Xuanqing was secretly delighted to see that his plan was effective.

He quickly said, "My Lord, please let go of Xiao Dao first. Xiao Dao will take you out to find him."

"Huh, you're taking me out. Are you trying to trick me into taking you out?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Qingyan's tone.

The words have not yet fallen.

She waved her hand, controlled the red silk, and threw Xuanqing from mid-air to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Qingyan flashed and appeared beside Xuanqing.

Xuanqing was wrapped tightly in red silk, unable to move, and could only lie helplessly on the ground.

Qingyan tightly grasped the red silk, her eyes fierce as she shouted, "You're looking for death!"

Facing Qingyan's pressure.

Xuan Qing could only try to persuade her with sweet words: "It was just a slip of the tongue, please don't blame me, Immortal Lord.

You, Immortal Lord, will definitely like the appearance of the Emperor when you see him.

He loves beautiful women dancing the most. You might as well become his disciple so that you can get closer to him."

Qingyan smiled evilly when she heard that.

She manipulated the red silk in her hand, and Xuanqing's body stood up like a puppet.

The red silk was slowly untied, and Xuanqing's body moved towards Qingyan uncontrollably.

Xuanqing immediately held the whisk in his hand in front of his chest, but in the end, he still stayed close to Qingyan.

Xuan Qing looked flustered, feeling deeply guilty. He quickly stepped back and said, "Excuse me, Immortal Lord, please forgive me!"

Upon hearing this, Qingyan smiled cunningly, and her eyes emitted a green light.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Qing quickly closed his eyes and chanted the meditation technique, trying to resist the sudden temptation.

Qingyan, on the other hand, was quite impressed by Xuanqing's behavior. She praised him, "He is a man who is not tempted by beauty.

Now, these enchanting eyes and the soul-snatching bell are no longer effective."

Xuanqing ignored Qingyan's praise. The meditation mantra he was reciting suddenly turned into another spell - the purification method.

However, before he could finish his spell, Qing Yan took action, sealed his mute point, and immobilized him.

At this moment, Xuanqing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He stared at Qing Yan with wide eyes, shouting in his heart: "If the Emperor hadn't given me the Hua Dao Powder,

How can a little demon like this be my opponent?

But how can I get out of this now?

I can’t fly out of this cave anyway…”

Qingyan looked at Xuanqing who was unable to move and felt very proud.

She knew that she had successfully controlled this man.

Next, she can do whatever she wants.

Qingyan gently pushed Xuanqing's chest, and he fell to the ground weakly.

His eyes were empty and desperate, as if he had lost all hope.

Qing Yan laughed at this moment, the laughter was crisp and cold, with a hint of sarcasm and ridicule: "You want me to seduce the Emperor?

It's really ridiculous. How can a little girl like me gain the love and care of the true God?

However, it seems that there is a deep hatred between you and that Emperor."

Her eyes flashed with curiosity and speculation, and she continued, “Could it be that he took away the person you love?

Is the Jinglian you like a cat?

A true god would actually compete with a Taoist like you for a pet.

This cat must be an extraordinary spirit cat, right?"

Xuanqing lay on the ground, looking at the starry sky with a dazed look.

He tried to mobilize his spiritual consciousness to break through the blocked acupuncture points, but he was unable to succeed no matter what.

Fine beads of sweat began to seep out of his forehead, and the blood vessels in his body seemed to be expanding to the limit, causing him unbearable pain.

Seeing this, Qingyan curled up her lips into a sneer and actually started dancing.

Her dancing posture was graceful and enchanting, and the enchanting bell on her left ankle made a crisp sound as she moved.

It's like a devil's sound piercing one's ears, making one feel uneasy.

"what!"

Xuanqing finally broke through the mute point and let out a cry of pain.

Qingyan immediately stopped dancing, her eyes became sharp, and a red silk appeared out of thin air in her hand.

She squatted down, grabbed Xuanqing's hands, raised them up high without mercy, and tied them tightly together with red silk.

"Monster! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!

If you dare to insult me ​​today, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"

Xuanqing shouted, his voice filled with anger and unwillingness.

Qingyan seemed not to hear it, and there was only indifference in her eyes.

She slowly approached Xuanqing and breathed into his ear.

Xuanqing only felt a gust of hot wind entering his ears, and his ears turned red in an instant.

Seeing this, Qingyan gently pinched Xuanqing's earlobe with her slender hands, and raised the corners of her mouth.

He joked, "Little Taoist priest, your body is really sensitive. It's fun to play with it."

As she spoke, she moved her hand to Xuanqing's long black beard, and used her scissor hand to skillfully pinch it and tease him.

"This long beard actually makes you look more masculine."

Xuan Qing smiled bitterly, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then, with a fearless look on his face,

"In fact, the reason why I am so weak is because I have tasted all kinds of poisons.

If you like this poisonous body of mine, feel free to take it.

However, if you die, you will never be able to leave this place again, and you will never see the peerless Emperor again."

When Qingyan heard this, the playful look on her face instantly disappeared, replaced by anger.

She immediately released her hand that was holding Xuan Qing's black beard and slapped Xuan Qing on the right cheek with a loud and clear slap.

"Are you trying to lie to me again? I don't believe your lies!"

The slap left five distinct fingerprints on Xuanqing's face.

He only felt a burning pain on his face.

At this moment, he only felt extremely humiliated.

"Witch! I, Xuanqing, will remember today's humiliation in my heart!"

Xuan Qing yelled, his eyes wide open, bloodshot, filled with resentment and anger.

Qingyan smiled contemptuously, stretched out her right index finger, and poked Xuanqing's cheek that was hit, her tone full of sarcasm.

"A piece of trash like you is only fit for me to play with."

Xuanqing kept these words in mind and felt them echoing in his ears.

He turned his head away and tears fell.

Qingyan simply untied Xuanqing's belt, pushed aside his dark blue Taoist robe, and then untied the belt of his white undershirt.

She leaned over and pressed close to Xuanqing.

Feeling Xuanqing's rapid breathing and pounding heartbeat.

My inner interest in playing tricks on him grew stronger.

Xuan Qing's eyes widened and he shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Qingyan didn't care at all and put her face against Xuanqing's red cheek.

Then, she rubbed it gently, with a charming smile on her lips.

"I will use you as a training ground today so that you can serve the Emperor tomorrow."

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