Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 177 Master, do you still want to deny it?

The blood-like setting sun appeared in sight, Xuanyuan Qingshuang squinted her eyes, and the clouds gradually faded away, only then did she see clearly that the setting sun was a bonfire.

"Master, are you awake? Do you want to take a rest?"

The boy raised his head from behind the bonfire, and the warm orange light from the fire shone on his handsome face, making it even more breathtakingly beautiful.

The light in the black eyes is gentle, and it is far from the appearance in the dream, kneeling on the ground, with red eyes, digging the ruins with bare hands.

Very good, very pitiful, very crazy, very good-looking...

A series of words to evaluate the boy flashed in his mind, Xuanyuan Qingshuang's eyelashes trembled, and his pale fingertips made a move in mid-air.

"come over."

The voice was as soft as a whisper, making Xiao Hanyu's heart beat slightly faster in this silent environment.

Xiao Hanyu walked over quickly, squatted down, carefully picked up the woman's pink fingertips, placed them on his head, and leaned over to close the distance.

He gently pillowed on the woman's lap, endured the heartbeat of "making trouble on the top", and raised his eyes to look at the face like a fairy and a moon.

"Master..."

He called out muffledly, and wrapped his slender waist lightly.

For a moment of silence, he enjoyed the special favor of his master.

With a cold hand on the young man's brow, Xuanyuan Qingshuang mobilized a bit of soul power, ready to sink into it.

Worried about the boy's rebellion, accidentally becoming a fool, and making her already miserable, suffer backlash, so she said calmly:
"Hey, don't resist."

A gentle word "good" is enough to make Xiao Hanyu put down his resistance.

He heard the comfort and seriousness in the woman's voice, so he put on a frightened look, and embraced her openly.

His hands restlessly hugged his waist tightly, and while raising and lowering his hands, he shouted aggrievedly:
"Master, what should I do if it hurts for a while?
"Master, can I hug you?"

After all the hugs, do you still need to ask?

The corner of Xuanyuan Qingshuang's mouth twitched, but in the end she didn't reprimand him, but explained:
"Do you remember that you told your teacher about your dream before?
"I'm guessing that Xiao Zhuo has some tricks on you, subtly affecting you."

It's almost obvious that you like me, and those plots where the sauce is hanging out are all influenced by that dog.

Maybe they chose Xiao Hanyu from the very beginning, and there were "plans" to follow if he could become her apprentice.

Of course, she didn't say these thoughts in her heart.

A good boy is still a good boy, talking about it will only make him more cranky.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang precisely controlled that trace of soul power, and plunged into Xiao Hanyu's sea of ​​consciousness in an extremely gentle way.

In the depths of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the wind and rain are mixed, the turbid waves are raging, and in the dark sky, thunder rolls in, muffled from the four fields.

It is said that the appearance of a person's knowledge of the sea is the embodiment of his true temperament.

It seems that this apprentice is not as well-behaved and pitiful as he shows.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang didn't care, and continued to probe deeper. Xiao Zhuo must have left something on Xiao Hanyu's body.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have seen a little red light fly out from between his brows and return to Xiao Zhuo's body after the soul blew himself up.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang was not discouraged, her soul power turned into thousands of silk threads, weaving into a giant net, gently screening Xiao Hanyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

As long as there are other powers, imprints, forbidden spells, etc., it is difficult to escape her eyes.

"Master, I hurt..."

Suddenly, the voice of the teenager crying and chirping sounded.

Her heartstrings tightened, and she said it was impossible, but she still slowed down the speed of the investigation.

"Master, woo, be gentle..."

The young man's weak and unable to take care of himself sounded again, making the dignified atmosphere quickly heat up and become charming and ambiguous.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's eyelids twitched, and the young man's eyebrows under her fingertips suddenly made her feel hot.

"It'll be fine soon."

She calmed down, and answered coldly.

The young man whimpered weakly, which made her heart tremble, and a flash of hotness flashed across her body, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Practicing Ruthless Art has such an advantage, no matter how seductive the beauty is, she is still Liu Xiahui.

Not trapped in the heart, not limited by emotion.

The pattern is big!

Half an hour later, Xuanyuan Qingshuang found a red nematode in the deepest part of Xiao Hanyu's sea of ​​consciousness, close to the core of the soul.

It bites Xiao Hanyu's soul tightly, and it has almost merged with it for a long time.

No wonder she hadn't noticed it before!

It is very similar to an ancient spell called red silk winding.

To be honest, she didn't know why she was so knowledgeable in various forbidden spells, spells, contracts, formations, etc. Anyway, she could know the names and solutions as soon as she encountered them.

This may be the capital of heaven!
By the way, this red silk coil is not a good thing, it is a heretical way researched by the ancient gorefiend in order to practice quickly without labor.

The blood demon takes his own soul, refines the red silk, and then puts the red silk on other people's bodies by touching.

When the red silk enters the body, there is indeed a momentary discomfort, but the sequelae are not serious, and it is difficult for anyone to notice.

The red thread entered the body, biting the opponent's soul like a vampire, forcing himself to assimilate with the opponent.

When the time is right, Hongsi will carry a piece of the opponent's soul fragment back to the body, and the opponent's soul power, luck, skills, and martial arts will all be stolen because of the lost soul fragment.

Therefore, the blood demon is called "soul stealer" by the world.

What's even more damning is that the Gorefiend spliced ​​and fused the many stolen soul fragments with the main body to create a more powerful, more attribute, and better quality main body soul, which directly crushed countless practitioners into the dust!
Therefore, Gorefiend is also called "stitch monster".

This is simply in the world of self-cultivation, copying, copying, and killing the original!

Xuanyuan Qingshuang felt that Xiao Zhuo's red silk tangle to Xiao Hanyu should be due to the vicious attribute of the red silk tangle.

That is, it will be integrated with the spirit and soul of Chinese art, and people will not realize what they are instigated overtly and secretly!

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's aura was heavy, and she looked at Xiao Hongsi, who was far away from the net of soul power, and felt that it was tricky for a while.

If you attack him, the spirit of the good boy will judge the target of the attack as him, and at the moment of life and death, take the initiative to counterattack, the child will definitely be stupid.

But if she lets it go, she won't give up.

After thinking about it, it is better to withdraw slowly, thinking of a surefire strategy.

"Master..."

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met the young man's red eyes, his fair face was flushed with red, his protruding Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and a suppressed moan escaped from his throat.

"Have you found anything?"

A hoarse and deep voice came from between his thin lips, he sat up, his slightly bloodshot eyes stared at the woman across from him.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang nodded, and was about to tell the truth when she saw the young man bullying her, trapping her in the barrier of intertwined tree roots.

The young man's eyes were hot, his emotions were strong and undisguised, and the masculine breath coming towards her face made it difficult for her to breathe.

The hoarse voice is like rubbing against the ears of others:
"For a monk, turning the sea of ​​consciousness upside down is more intimate with the skin.

"Master, you could say that the skin-to-skin relationship between you and me was an accident, but this time, it happened when you and I were both awake, and it was still your initiative.

"Master, no matter the body or the soul, you have seen all the disciples, who else would want disciples except you?
"Do you still want to deny it?"

　Thank you for the cute monthly ticket that has accompanied you for a lifetime, and I love you~
　　
　
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