Empress Master: Don’t go too far, evil disciple!

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, and the parking maple forest is late.

"Senior sister, please respect yourself!" In

a palace halfway up the mountain of Mingyue Peak, Huo Baiying, the handsome son, was serious, looking at the graceful woman in front of him with a serious face.

"Senior Brother Holy Son, don't you have any feelings for me?" the

woman looked ashamed, and tears fell from her beautiful eyes.

Her dress faded in half, but Huo Baiying turned her face away without looking.

"Senior sister, you misunderstood, this holy son is bent on seeking the Tao, he just wants to cultivate, he has never had a personal relationship with his children, I can't delay your good years, junior sister should also focus on cultivation, if there is a fate, why be greedy for a momentary pleasure.

Huo Baiying's words were righteous, and his eyes were like water.

"Heh, I think I'm afraid of delaying your reputation and your future.

Hearing Huo Baiying's resolute voice, Zhuo Shiting sneered, straightened her dress in shame, and her heart was cold.

"I know, you are the Holy Son, I don't know how many women are chasing you around, and I am just an inner disciple of the Master's Sect, and I am not worthy of you at all. "

You are the Holy Son, you care about your reputation, you are afraid that I will ruin your future, you are afraid that I will rely on you. "

You are the Holy Son, you are a righteous gentleman, I am a villain, I am a bad girl. "

You are the Son, you are high, you are great.

Zhuo Shiting looked at Huo Baiying and said angrily.

Huo Baiying's eyes widened, and he felt that Zhuo Shiting was about to run away.

"Senior sister, you dissipate your anger, as the Holy Son, I naturally can't destroy the image of the sect for the sake of my children's private feelings, this is also for your good. "

Fart!" Zhuo

Shiting said coldly, "Huo Baiying, don't think I don't know, you have been secretly in love with Senior Sister Hua Yourong for a long time, if it is Senior Sister who is in front of you now, you don't have this attitude."

As soon as she heard this, Huo Baiying's face changed, and her heart sank.

"Hehe, I'm right, since you are so infatuated, believe it or not, I'll go tell Senior Sister now, tell everyone, let your high Holy Son be ruined, and let you, a self-proclaimed upright gentleman, become a hypocrite who likes to have a crush.

"Zhuo Shiting, you are enough.

Huo Baiying broke off and shouted, "I don't love you at all, you and Hua Yourong can't be compared at all, your talent is not as high as her, your figure is not as good as her, you are still jealous and hateful, how can this holy son take a fancy to you."

"What if you are a disciple of the master? I am the Holy Son, the future heir of the Demon Spirit Sect, and don't you just want to borrow my identity to take the position, don't think that I don't know your little bit of caution, and want to grab my handle, you are still a little tender, get out immediately."

Huo Baiying's face was gloomy, as a holy son, even if he had a lustful heart, he would not dare to have lustful guts, this kind of pain, who could know.

If he dares to have an affair with any woman, it will be a lifetime of black history, and that woman will use his fame to ascend to the throne, and he himself will be discredited because of it.

If there is one, there will be two, and the status of the Holy Son will not be guaranteed, and countless Sons to be chosen have long been staring at his every move.

Huo Baiying is a smart person, even if a beautiful woman stands in front of him, he can do it like water.

He understood that now was not the time for pleasure, and only when he became a true powerhouse, an elder, would he have the opportunity to enjoy himself extensively.

What he has lost now is only short-lived, and when he becomes famous, everything can be regained, and there will be as many women as he wants.

Zhuo Shiting looked at Huo Baiying in shock, she has known Huo Baiying for decades, and she has always gotten along with each other as confidants, the two are usually very close, and they are affectionate, but they both know how to be measured.

But Zhuo Shiting couldn't bear it, she didn't know what her status in Huo Baiying's heart was.

So I tried it, but I didn't expect that Huo Baiying had never had her in her heart, but just regarded her as a chess piece.

"It turns out that you have never liked me, you are just using me to get information from me, you beast is not as good as the Holy Son.

"Heh, now that you understand, for the sake of my friends for many years, I will tell you that I will not admit it when I go out of this door.

Huo Baiying looked at Zhuo Shiting indifferently, even though she was very beautiful, she was just a substitute in Huo Baiying's heart.

He is a holy son, and anyone who can be worthy of him can only be a beauty at the level of a saint.

Zhuo

Shiting's eyes were full of crystals, she slapped Huo Baiying in the face, and ran out crying.

Huo Baiying froze in place, and a trace of resentment rose in her heart.

", you're out of use.

"If you want to lend me to the throne, dream about you." "

......

At the foot of Aoshuang Peak, Xiao Yilang opened the door with arrogant eyes, and was about to laugh arrogantly, when suddenly, his eyes froze.

Under the moonlight, a graceful woman squatted under a stone pier not far away and cried in a low voice.

"Fourth Senior Sister?" Xiao

Yilang walked over and asked suspiciously.

Isn't this woman the fourth senior sister Zhuo Shiting, who else could she be, didn't

she go to the inner gate to study? Why did she cry when she ran over in the middle of the night?

The inner disciples have many ways to further study, like the disciples of Aoshuang Peak, if you want to go further, you still have to go to the internal system of the sect to learn all kinds of exercises, alchemy, talisman making and other side jobs have to learn one or two.

They don't understand something, and it is impossible for them to pester the empress every day to talk about these things.

Zhuo Shiting's delicate body trembled, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a familiar figure, Xiao Yilang.

She has never seen Xiao Yilang, a miscellaneous servant, and she has the impression that Xiao Yilang is hard-working, honest and responsible, and is often bullied by other sisters.

Hearing that Xiao Yilang had gone to the secret realm and was already a second-order monk, Zhuo Shiting was a little surprised, but she didn't take it seriously when she turned her head.

It's just a handyman who is lucky enough to break through the second order, no matter how hard he tries, he is just a handyman, and he has no future at all.

And she already has the Holy Son Huo Baiying in her heart.

But she didn't expect that the Holy Son Huo Baiying only liked the senior sister Hua Yourong, and she just used her as a chess piece.

I thought she was infatuated, but she was only fed to the dog.

"Why are you crying?" Xiao

Yilang actually doesn't have a good impression of Zhuo Shiting, this senior sister is very cold, and she never looks at him squarely.

I am often away from home and I don't say hello when we meet.

Of the seven senior sisters of Aoshuang Peak, none of them were pleasing to the eye.

"Have you ever drunk water?"

Zhuo Shiting's words made Xiao Yilang change color on the spot.

"Senior sister, why do you ask this?"

"Hehe, at first glance, you are a chick, useless man."

Zhuo Shiting sneered and wiped her tears.

Miscellaneous servant Xiao Yilang is timid and afraid, how can a woman fall in love with this kind of person, in addition to pleasing to the eye, the talent is poor, and the others are useless.

"Drunk, more than once.

However, in the next sentence, Zhuo Shiting's eyes widened in shock, and her face was full of incredulity.

How could this guy have drunk water?

"Do you want to try it?"