The Raiders of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 211 Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Beauty Master VS Blackened Poor Apprentice 20
Xu Jiuling didn't want to talk about such trivial matters with Yu Ziwei.

This is not what matters now.

She frowned, trying to break free from Yu Ziwei's shackles, but this man changed his personality and became much more domineering.

If it is said to break free by force, it is naturally possible, but she is not wearing a thread under the bath, so she has naturally restrained a lot.

"Yu Ziwei, you are so courageous!" She was really upset with anger.

Yu Ziwei couldn't deny it, looking at the corners of the master's eyes covered with peach blossoms, the skin exposed on the pool surface became pink, and it didn't make people feel bored when he got angry, he just wanted to rush to coax people.

Yu Ziwei's voice was rough and soft, and he said in a low voice, "Master, this apprentice just picked up a wine glass for you—"

"Reciprocity, disciple's white tiger sword fell into the pool, master must help disciple find it."

Just as Xu Jiuling was about to get angry, Yu Ziwei's hand on her shoulder moved down slowly, quickly hooking her waist and going deep into the pool.

Xu Jiuling: "..."

There was no need to drown her if she was to be killed.

When entering the water, Xu Jiuling immediately performed a trick to avoid water, allowing him to breathe smoothly underwater.

Taking advantage of Yu Ziwei's lax defense, she bent her elbow and hit him hard, and then turned around to pick off Yu Ziwei's clothes.

The well-behaved little Sunflower in the past has finally become dark-hearted.

Yu Ziwei didn't expect Master to be so active, and his mood improved a little, allowing the other party to pull his belt and take off his robe.

In a blink of an eye, Xu Jiuling put on the robe and tied the belt, and when he looked up at Yu Ziwei, his face was sullen.

She was really angry, and she was upset when she got angry. Seeing that Yu Ziwei was getting more and more unpleasant, she directly blew up a big splash.

Incidentally, he also "picked up" the opponent's White Tiger Sword with its sharp attacking momentum.

Shibie three days later, Yu Ziwei was no longer the old Yu Ziwei after taking out the fairy bones. He looked at Xu Jiuling and glanced at him without emotion. The frivolous energy was obvious.

Xu Jiuling broke out of the water, dried his clothes, sat upright on the branch of the pear tree, looked at the pond with his head indifferently, with disdain.

In just three seconds, Yu Zi broke through the water and came out. The bath was like a huge fountain, and the water rushed more than ten meters high.

The White Tiger Sword also burst out of the water, straight into the sky, with the intention of breaking the sky.

Yu Ziwei saw Shizun sitting on a branch, but in a moment, he also dried his clothes.

It's just that a few drops of water were stained on the sharp eyebrows, which actually made his unrestrained and unrestrained temperament a little more immortal.

Yu Ziwei sat beside Xu Jiuling, hugging him shamelessly, completely ignoring Xu Jiuling's cold face now.

The white tiger sword passed through the pear tree and was inserted straight into the ground. After several movements, the pear blossoms fell down rustlingly, which was very beautiful.

"Thank you Master for helping me pick up the sword."

Xu Jiuling's face was numb, and he reached out to break Yu Ziwei's hand, but this person was really shameless and a little furious, "Yu Ziwei, let me go."

"Don't let go. I hugged him all night in the flower field. Master can't turn his back on you." Yu Ziwei not only didn't let go, but also increased his strength.

"Master, you haven't answered my question yet. Sang Chuyao stayed in the master's room for four hours yesterday. What benefits did the master give him?"

"I don't have the power of the cauldron, so I can't help the master, but the master has double cultivated with the second junior brother?"

Every word is slow and orderly, and his face is kind.

But Xu Jiuling just felt that this person was acting strangely.

She glanced at Yu Ziwei sideways, with playfulness in her eyes, "Ziwei, do you like to be a teacher?"

Yu Ziwei's tenderness and paranoia overflowed his eyes, covering every inch of Xu Jiuling's body.

His expression was still calm and indifferent, but she still noticed the little frustration in Yu Ziwei's eyes.

"You are really a brave dog. If it is because of the flower field, there is no need. There are thousands of years of cultivators, and only one night is just a fleeting time in the blink of an eye. Why should you care?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Jiuling felt a pain in her waist, and Yu Ziwei's pinch on her increased a bit.

"Why should you care?" Yu Ziwei seemed to be amused by these words, repeating the word Wenjue slowly to her.

"After all, it's a fleeting time in the blink of an eye. Master doesn't mind?"

Xu Jiuling didn't understand the meaning of Yu Ziwei's words, so he turned his head and met the paranoid and dark eyes of the other party.

Say something in my heart, damn it.

Yu Zi leaned over and lowered his head slightly, wrapping Xu Jiuling between the tree trunk and his chest, his lips slowly ran over the white neck at the collar, gentle and wanton that could not be refused.

Further up is her neck, her chin, and the kiss is very focused.

Under such circumstances, Xu Jiuling's thoughts were empty.

She was sorting out what had happened these days, thinking about when something was wrong with Yu Ziwei.

How could she turn to the ghost cultivator without saying a word, and take out the fairy bone? This is a lot of time before she ascended to the gods in the original plot.

Yu Ziwei has entered the play, and only when he firmly controls the person in his arms, hands, and lips can he deeply understand it.

The person in front of him, at this moment, belongs to him.

Realizing that Xu Jiuling was distracted, Yu Zi was slightly annoyed, and stretched out his hand to untie the black belt, and the belt carved with delicate gold wheels fell to the ground along with the pear blossoms.

All the forbearance became fragmented in this short moment, the corners of Yu Ziwei's eyes began to turn red, and his respectful and gentle face was full of lust.

"Master, what are you thinking?" There was a raging undercurrent in his pupils.

Before Xu Jiuling opened his clothes, he tightly covered the spring scenery and hugged Yu Ziwei.

Yu Ziwei didn't understand, and looked at her with some doubts.

Xu Jiuling smiled, "Ziwei, if you take away the fairy bones, is it because you are angry that the master will abandon you because you have no power to make a furnace?"

Yu Ziwei, who was poked in the middle, froze.

Xu Jiuling hehe, his beautiful eyes were flowing, the tails of his eyes were raised, and the hands painted with red Kodan gently scraped back and forth on the person's chest.

"Angry Master let Sang Chuyao replace you?"

Yu Zi was silent for a moment, then snorted arrogantly for a moment, "Isn't that so? This person always has to plan for himself. Master rejected the disciple that day, and the disciple knew exactly what the master wanted."

"So, now, Master, there is no need to say nice things to coax the disciple. The disciple is no longer the Yu Ziwei he was before, and will not be easily deceived by the Master."

Yu Ziwei took advantage of the situation to press down on Xu Jiuling.

Xu Jiuling laughed out loud when he heard Yu Ziwei's words, and his eyes became charming.

When he opened his eyes again, those eyes were full of killing intent, coming straight towards him.

Xu Jiuling is an immortal after all, even if Yu Ziwei forced him to such a position, he still has fighting power.

(End of this chapter)