Get Lost, You Witch! Don’t Even Think About Letting Me Have A Baby With You Again!

Compared with Pei Zhinan’s knowledge of roots and roots,

Yu Baiwei knew Li Qingming's temperament very clearly.

Such a high-spirited and passionate man would never end up in such a despairing state if he simply lost all his cultivation.

must,

He must have suffered inhuman torture from that witch!

Yu Baiwei couldn't help but have a tragic scene in her mind of her precious disciple gritting his teeth and holding back tears: He would rather die than obey, and even threatened death, but he was still unable to struggle. In the end, he was humiliated by Pei Zhinan and became that The plaything of a witch.

From beginning to end, Li Qingming never obeyed.

Frame by frame, it's so real, it's like seeing it with your own eyes.

pain!

it hurts!

Woohoo, my precious disciple!

Pei Zhinan! You stinky witch!

Who would have thought that this "Weishuang" sword immortal, who had a high status in Jiuzhou Palace and had countless admirers, would cry like a child in front of Li Qingming?

Li Qingming propped up his upper body and wanted to give her a hug, just like before to comfort his master who was not mature at all.

After raising one arm, Li Qingming stopped again. As the two of them grew older, he would no longer do these intimate actions to avoid criticism from others.

It didn't matter if he was gossiped about, but he couldn't bear to hear anyone say anything bad about her master.

But just for a moment, Yu Baiwei, who was crying profusely, was already leaning into Li Qingming's arms, getting his clothes wet every moment.

"Disciple, you have suffered... It's all because of your incompetence... Wuwu..."

"Not really..." Li Qingming paused for a moment, then placed his palm on Yu Baiwei's back, "Not really."

In Pei Zhinan's case, Li Qingming suffered a little, but he often taught the former to endure hardships.

——Or eat both.

So I can't really say that I'm suffering, it's just that my body is getting weaker and weaker.

But even if he dared to say this, Yu Baiwei wouldn't believe it.

"You, you lied to me!" Yu Baiwei clenched her fist and lightly punched Li Qingming's back. When it fell, it was as hard as falling cotton, but the annoyance in her words was heavy and real.

"Your body is in such a state of depletion, and you still say you haven't suffered!"

Li Qingming moved his lips but could not speak...

"The witch must be calling you every day, humiliating you, and not giving you enough to eat, right? Ugh..."

"Actually..." Li Qingming hesitated. There was a lot of bossing and bullying, but it was all done with words and hands and feet. It was really not because of hunger.

"You are still lying to me, my disciple. You are my disciple. How can you not tell me if you are bullied?" Yu Baiwei thumped her head again, crying, but her face revealed a bit of innocence. , "How can a master see others bullying his disciples like this..."

Li Qingming sighed in his heart, he couldn't tell the truth, and he had to coax the Master.

He patted Yu Baiwei's back and whispered: "Disciple, I know I was wrong."

But he never thought that his admission of his mistake would make Yu Baiwei cry: "Where did you go wrong? Wrong, the fault is all my fault..."

It made this big crybaby sad, and Li Qingming was also indescribably blocked in his heart. His master was easy to coax, but because of his too honest and honest temper, he was quite stubborn in some things.

Pei Zhinan is paranoid, but she is stubborn.

"Okay, okay, everything is over like this," Li Qingming changed into the tone of coaxing the little guy, "Besides, now that Master is back, can I still be bullied?"

One sentence pierced Yu Baiwei's heart. She immediately stopped crying and her cheeks left Li Qingming's chest, "Of course not!"

The goals are different, but the results are impressive.

But how can people be exactly the same?

"But, but..." Yu Baiwei looked at Li Qingming's handsome face with sharp edges and corners but a look of weakness lingering at this time, her heart felt like it was being stirred by a knife, "Master, when I think of what you have suffered before, All kinds of things, just, I can’t help but feel sad..."

"I am your master, and you are my disciple. You are the only one in the world."

Li Qingming was silent again.

The relationship between him and Yu Baiwei cannot be completely characterized in one exact word, but the care for each other is the only one in the world.

From another perspective, they value each other more than their own lives.

The big fight between the two of them was also because of this.

In just a short moment, Li Qingming was shocked to realize that the gap between the two of them that he thought had never existed at all.

only......

What should I do in the future...

Fortunately, Li Qingming doesn't like to seek trouble. Now that his master's mood has stabilized, he can live his life as he wants.

Caught between the witch and his master, it doesn't matter if he suffers as much as he wants.

It wasn't until Yu Baiwei vented most of her grievances that she realized how inappropriate her actions just now were.

She and he were master and disciple, how could they hug each other and cry like this?

In what manner?

But why is my heart so sweet?

Putting aside these strange thoughts, Yu Baiwei forced herself to restrain all her emotions so that she could assume her role as a master again. From a distance, she looked really graceful.

Especially the graceful figure in front of her. Even if there are three thousand beauties vying for beauty, as long as she sits there firmly, she is sure of victory and remains motionless.

But the dignified swordsman with such a posture bent down and tidied up the room.

They can move mountains and seas and turn decay into magic. The level of infrastructure in this world is something Li Qingming could not even imagine in his previous life. As long as he takes out the corresponding Noble Phantasm formation from the storage container, it is enough to repair the house to brand new and dust-free.

only......

She, Yu Baiwei, had always kept her finger on the water, and was taken care of in every possible way by Li Qingming. It was obviously a fool's simple operation, but in her hands, it seemed like she had dropped out of kindergarten and ran off to compete in the high school math Olympiad.

Seeing that she had made another mess, Li Qingming had no choice but to give Yu Baiwei a step down: "Master, don't be too tired. I just want to change the style of the house. I will come back to repair it in a while. It’s better for Master to stay in Lin’an City for a while.”

"Oh," Yu Baiwei naturally didn't want to look so stupid and made an excuse for herself, "I think so too, but I don't know what style you like, my disciple."

With that said, she walked to the other side of the room and opened the closet first. After finally coming back, she couldn't take a look at these treasures of hers.

And as the closet door opened, she was stunned by the empty scene inside.

Where are my pretty little skirts?

Where did it go?

At the same time, Li Qingming felt a chill in his heart before he remembered that he had forgotten this. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Yu Baiwei's slightly forced words.

"I think it was because of the spirit rat that the clothes were ruined. Disciple, please help me deal with it first." Yu Baiwei looked like she didn't care, but everyone could see the look on her face. Loss and sadness.

She knew where the clothes had gone.

But how could she say it?

Yu Baiwei, Yu Baiwei...

Since you are the master, don’t cause him any more trouble...