Master tutoring class

"Master, you still don't look like a demon cultivator." Wen Xiuyuan hugged his chest, lightly touched his chin with his fingers, and looked at the beauty in red opposite him.

The master in red looks like he is wearing a wedding gown. The snow-white complexion matches the blood-like red dress, and the owner of the dress has gaudy lips, coupled with an awkward shyness and ambiguity on his face. The gentle and refined master pulled down the altar and became an existence that can be touched close to one's will.

Seeing the other party looking at him with twinkling eyes, Wen Xiuyuan let his hair loose to cover his red ears.

An Heyi adjusted his clothes awkwardly, looked down for a long time and was not very satisfied, rubbed his slightly hot ears, Wen Xiuyuan raised his hand and touched the lace of the master's neckline.

"You..." An Heyi was startled, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he pressed his apprentice's hand in a panic.

Looking up, he saw that the disciple opposite had the same expression as usual, as if he had just done a matter of course, without any ulterior motives.

Wen Xiuyuan looked back innocently, "The monks of the Devil's Way don't like rope buckles. In their eyes, muscles represent strength, and the purpose of exposing is to shock others, and of course some are to attract monks of the opposite sex."

An Heyi looked down, with obvious tangles in his brows and eyes.

"It's too...too serious."

The master in front of him only read in a low voice because of embarrassment, and his usually gentle voice softened even more, making Wen Xiuyuan's heart itch.

"Master, it's okay, it's a special method in a special period. A real monk should be indifferent to external objects, and this clothes are just one of the external objects."

An Heyi still frowned while listening, but he still loosened his grip on his apprentice.

After the lower hand was released, he quickly untied the tether at the neckline, tidied up the clothes he was wearing, and spread his chest.

Wen Xiuyuan whistled quietly in his heart.

Really good figure.

"Don't make trouble!" An Heyi hid his body backwards, with heat rising to his face, he raised his hand to block the apprentice's overstretched hand, and walked past the apprentice towards the entrance of the demon world.

The master and apprentice changed clothes for a long time at the entrance, but there was still no Moxiu who came out to patrol at the entrance.

This is also because the devil world has always been rampant, and they are not afraid of monks coming to challenge. The monks who come to challenge only need to register in the magic book hanging at the door, and if they find it troublesome, they can even make an appointment directly on the jade card.But if there are monks who mix in and make trouble, they will be frantically hunted down by the monks of the magic way for the rest of their lives.

"Why didn't I enter the Demon Realm as a challenger?" An Heyi was confused.

Wen Xiuyuan smiled, "The victor has always been the king and the loser is the bandit. The monks who came to challenge, any demon can compete with him. It's okay if you win, but if you lose..."

With a drawn-out tone and a clear teasing voice, Wen Xiuyuan glanced up and down at An Heyi, the ink color in his eyes deepened when his eyes turned to the exposed skin, and he quickly moved away, as if he didn't see anything.

"How?" An Heyi tugged at his sleeves, trying hard to hold back his hands that wanted to tighten his clothes.

"It's so ugly that it's beaten and thrown out, but it's so beautiful that it stays for a while."

After finishing speaking, he chuckled, stretched out his hand to grab An Heyi's wrist, "If Master is like this, he will definitely be raped. But Master, don't worry, this disciple holds Master's hand tightly, so as to protect you."

After glancing at his apprentice indifferently, An Heyi replied coldly, "Your skill is weaker than mine."

meal.

Blinking, Wen Xiuyuan didn't change his face, "Then disciple hold on tight to Master, in case others are greedy for disciple's beauty, Master can save me quickly."

"..." He raised his eyes and glanced lightly at the apprentice's face, it really was too much cover-up.

Inexplicably made his face thicker.

Walking on the road to the Demon Realm, the eye-catching bright red covers every object.The bright red lanterns were hung all over the street, and I don't know what the demon cultivators put in them, but the light that came out was all red.

Hanging at the door of the room, it is strange to Brother Shen.

Wen Xiuyuan's face remained unchanged, as if he had gotten used to it.

The demon cultivators on both sides came and went, and many demon cultivators embraced a male cultivator or a female cultivator, flirting ambiguously on the street without shy away.

An Heyi took a glance and avoided in a panic.

Unsightly.

Wen Xiuyuan has been paying attention to the master. Seeing his embarrassment, he pulled his hand, "There are some monks in the demon world who have chaotic relationships between men and women, but there are also monks who keep their lives clean. Now there are even more demon cultivators who are not interested in sex between men and women."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sharp shout from the side, "Honey, let Ben Moxiang be alone, and I will make you feel good when you go back. With all due respect to Ben Mo, what is a magic cultivator if he doesn't mess with a dozen or so beauties?!"

Moxiu next to him also nodded, and replied, "That's right, my dear."

An Heyi: "..."

Wen Xiuyuan: "..."

With a sneer, Wen Xiuyuan turned his head and glared at a pair of monks next to him. His pupils turned from black to rich red, exuding bloodthirsty malice. His cold pupils looked at the monks, as if they were looking at the dead.

"Yes... I'm sorry", the male cultivator took a step back, pulling the female cultivator beside him to leave quickly.

When the figures of the two demon cultivators were no longer visible, Wen Xiuyuan's expression changed, he turned his head, and smiled softly at Master, "Master, don't listen to their nonsense, they are vulgar, they don't have any ambitions and just dawdle."

An Heyi didn't notice anything wrong. The seniors of Yuanshengzong had already described the opening of the demon world in their books, so it was not surprising to see him this time.

Nodded, "If they are all so self-motivated and don't disturb the righteous way, it's not bad."

Wen Xiuyuan choked, and his face turned ugly.

After walking a long way, Wen Xiuyuan was silent for a long time, and several pairs of creepy demons appeared next to him.

Finally couldn't bear it anymore, Wen Xiuyuan turned his head and said to An Heyi, "Master, isn't the most self-cleaning monk in the devil world curious?"

Seeing his apprentice expecting his response, An Heyi felt amused.He wasn't interested in the other family's love life at all, but since his apprentice asked, he had the right to listen to gossip.

"who is it?"

Wen Xiuyuan grinned, "It's the Demon Lord helping the boat."

An Heyi nodded, her face indifferent.

"Oh."

Wen Xiuyuan felt tightness in his chest, as if he couldn't breathe out.

Did his master listen carefully?

Not quite reconciled, he continued, "I heard that he is extremely powerful and unmatched in beauty. Even so, he concentrates on the way of swordsmanship and keeps himself clean. According to legend, he built a foundation when he was born. He is a rare genius. Don't bully the weak, and be friendly to monks..."

This is an exaggeration.

An Heyi's eyes were complicated, and he didn't know where his apprentice read it. It was some introduction that did not match the facts.

"Apprentice, don't forget, he is a monk who was hunted down by more than 100 apprentices." So how can he have a good temper?

The boastful voice paused.

Wen Xiuyuan turned his back and didn't speak anymore.

Walk through the bustling streets, leading to several alleys at the end.Unlike the previous festoons, the scene here looks extremely dilapidated.But despite this, there were twice as many demon cultivators coming and going as before.

"Where is this place?" An Heyi looked around, there were only one or two shops in many alleys, but the business was extremely brisk.

"Those sides are the Xunchun Hall, where the demon cultivators have fun. Let's go here." Wen Xiuyuan pointed to the only shop that didn't hang lights in front of it.

The white-painted building stood out against the surrounding red.The white window grilles at the door carried a dead air.On the old plaque, there is only one word engraved wildly, which looks vaguely like the word "Dian".

An Heyi stood silently at the door, looking up at the words on the plaque.

Wen Xiuyuan looked along, and when he saw the plaque clearly, he twitched the corner of his mouth, approached An Heyi's ear, and whispered, "Master, don't think it looks like a store in the underworld, but it is actually a store selling news."

Nodding his head to calm his mind, he sighed in his heart that the Demon Realm was even stranger than what was described in the book.

There is a faint fragrance of flowers floating inside the door, and the interior decoration is not as depressing as the outside, it is similar to ordinary rooms.Yue Mo is the owner of the shop who loves flowers, the walls are covered with flowers, and he took a closer look.

It turned out that it was not a painting, but a sealing formation.The shop owner sealed the flowers in the wall.

The waiter behind the table inside the door only took one look when they came in, and raised his hand to point in, without leading the way. Seeing them walking in, he turned his head and looked outside the door.

An Heyi and Wen Xiuyuan looked at each other, then turned around and looked out the door.

There was a sound of heavy footsteps.

The little waiter's eyes lit up, and he immediately went up to meet him.

An Heyi nodded to Wen Xiuyuan, followed quietly, and looked at him neither near nor far.

A tall monk stood outside the door, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was hiding boundless troubles.

The monk took out the spirit ring and put it in the waiter's hand, and said helplessly, "Why do you have to pluck alfalfa every day recently, it's so hard to grow, obviously in the past, you used to change one every day."

The waiter sighed, handed over the spirit ring in his hand, and flattered him, "No way, the palace lord has fallen in love with Timi recently, but he can't grow flowers. I have to replace the petals and bare branches every day. , is also very helpless."

The waiter took the ring, skillfully took out the flower seedlings, went to the wall and pulled out a flower, sweeping the scattered petals on the ground.

Immediately inserted the flower seedlings in his hand.

An Heyi stood behind and looked at the waiter's Hua Miao, feeling a vague sense of familiarity in his heart.