Mozun's I just want to make the female apprentice fall into the devil

All he wanted was to catch Ye Guyu's eyes.

Ye Guyu is really a hateful man, in every sense.

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On the back mountain of the Spirit Sword Sect, Lingyu, the ancestor of the Spirit Sword Sect, lay on his side on the altar.

The thin light blue tulle skirt was casually draped over her body, perfectly showing her slender figure.

The soft jade arms like snow lotus root gently support her immature cheeks, and a pair of slender jade legs with beautiful long and beautiful breasts are overlapped and exposed. Muscles and bones are really beautiful.

And to say that her most beautiful place is her pair of small, cute and blush bare feet, which seem to be carved out of flawless, pink and tender toes, like delicious sour and sweet cherry tomatoes, which is amazing to see. People can't help but be taken away from sight.

In fact, when he was first reborn into this world, Ye Guyu was indeed attracted and lost his sight.

Different from the mature beauty of Mu Xinyun and other five protagonists, as long as they are normal men, they will not be able to control them.

But it was a coincidence that Ye Guyu held back no matter what time it was.

It's not because of anything, it's just that when I think about the age of the woman in front of me, it's okay to be his grandparents, even a normal person can't do it.

"Since the eighth elders are here, why don't you come out and see them?"

Her beautiful eyes opened slowly, and the corners of her mouth curled upwards, evoking a touching smile that was overwhelming.

That smile is charming and seductive, making people salivate.

"It's really worthy of being the master. The junior Ye Guyu has met the master."

With a smile, Ye Guyu walked out from behind a boulder.

"You are the Eighth Elder?" Lingyue's eyes flashed with surprise, "I never thought you would be so young."

"Haha, the master is not bad, he is so beautiful."

Ye Guyu walked forward with a smile, and consciously sat directly opposite Lingyue.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite good at talking."

Lingyue also smiled to hide her shame, as long as women like to be praised for their beauty, this applies no matter where they are.

The first time they met, Ye Guyu left a very good impression on Lingyue.

It seems that he is a good junior, and he can also modify the magic skills, and his character will naturally not be bad.

And he looks pretty good, if I was a few hundred years younger, I would want him to be my Taoist companion.

Lingyue sat up with restrained and round legs, and took a sip of the spirit tea beside her.

"The master is already very old, and he can still maintain his youthfulness like a girl in her teens and 20s. I must have spent a lot of energy on it. That's great. I really deserve to be a master, and my cultivation base is profound."

"Pfft, cough cough cough."

One sentence directly broke the defense, and Ye Guyu's favorability plummeted.

Lingyue put down her water glass, raised her eyebrows imperceptibly, and forced a smile.

"Hahaha, the Eighth Elder is really humorous, I think the disciple must have a personality that suits you."

"It's okay." Ye Guyu shrugged indifferently, and naturally took a sip from the teacup Lingyue had just drunk, "The thing that matters in life is 'sincerity', we just don't know how to tell lies. "

Lingyue re-correct, this Eighth Elder is really not cute at all

And she can be sure, very sure, that if it is this person, he can indeed teach a good-mouthed apprentice like Mu Xinyun.

Master-student is completely a virtue.

By the way, did this kid just drink my old lady's spirit tea?

Damn, I just soaked in the 500-year-old Longjing.

"I don't know why the Eighth Elder suddenly wants to see me, a lonely old man?"

With a slight push of Lingyue's sleeve, a table was conjured out of thin air, and her pale jade fingers twirled in the air, commanding the teapot to refill herself with a cup of hot tea.

Ye Guyu was also polite, and took the initiative to put the finished teacup over.

Lingyue paused for a moment, but still filled him up.

"The younger generation heard that the master has taken care of the disciples of the younger generation, so I came here to express my gratitude, and thank the master for giving disciple Mu Xinyun the opportunity."

Ye Guyu smiled and took a sip of tea.

"The eighth elder is serious. They are all disciples and grandchildren of my Spirit Sword Sect. They should."

Lingyue also smiled and took a sip of tea.

"It's just completely useless. This junior has a better set of sword manuals for disciples to study. Today, this junior came here to apologize to the master, and let the master's heart go to waste."

After finishing speaking, Ye Guyu took out a bowl-sized cup again, and directly took the spiritual tea that Lingyue had just re-brewed, and poured it into his cup without leaving a drop, even the tea leaves.

"I like to drink tea with a big mouthful. Master doesn't mind."

Ye Guyu shook the overflowing teacup in his hand.

"It's okay, as long as you like it."

Lingyue's eyes narrowed into crescents, her smile was still so charming and charming, but her cheeks were twitching imperceptibly, and the base of the teacup in her hand was already broken...

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[Only the last 25 cards left, Aoli will give you]!

Chapter 75: Ye Guyu Attracts Master's Attention

Master Lingyue doesn't have many hobbies, she only has two major hobbies, one of which is drinking tea.

It can be said that she is addicted to tea like her life. This time, Ye Guyu took the tea away again and again, and she wanted to directly crush Ye Guyu's dog's head.

If it wasn't for protecting the face of being the master of the Spirit Sword Sect, people might think that she, a master, would care about her disciples and grandchildren because of mere tea, and people would think that she is narrow-minded.

Everything is for face.

Face is more important than anything else.

"The tea is good, really delicious." Ye Guyu put down his half-drinked teacup, and said with a smile, "It's the first time I've had such delicious spirit tea."

"It's good if you like it." Lingyue forced a smile, "If you don't dislike it, you can take some back later, and the master just happens to have some here."

Lingyue took out the small bag of spiritual tea that she always carried with her. As a qualified monk head of the sect, she always carried this small diplomatic gift with her in case of emergency.

"The junior will take some back with you without hesitation."

Immediately, Ye Guyu couldn't wait to take out a small ~ small ~ wooden bucket with the size of a face and long legs from the spirit bag, and placed it in front of Lingyue.

Lingyue was sluggish, and the Lingcha bag that fell on the table suddenly became stale.

Are you sure you bring some?Instead of a billion points?You guys definitely did it on purpose!

Lingyue is not stupid, Ye Guyu has deliberately found fault these times, so he can naturally sense that the other party is not kind.

"Did the Eighth Elder misunderstand me?"

"Why did the master say such a thing?"

Ye Guyu tilted his head with an innocent face.

Lingyue squinted her eyes, and she was also very puzzled. On the surface, Ye Guyu seemed to have no bad intentions.

Could it be that he is really careless?Is he really just very simple and familiar, not polite?

It seems that there is nothing impossible, after all, his apprentices are all of that kind of virtue.

"That's a good relationship. Did the Eighth Elder really just come to condolences to me, an old man?"

Lingyue shrunk her shoulders, had a long and exquisite figure, and a slender waist leaned forward slightly. Her eyes were like pearls, full of great wisdom.

The jewel-like pupils and the seductive eye shape are skillfully blended into a very beautiful style, and the vermilion lips are as thin as cicada's wings.

Although Lingyue has always called herself an old man, Ye Guyu also called her wife politely.

But her appearance really doesn't match the old characters at all, which is also the charm of embarking on the journey of cultivation. The more advanced the cultivation base, the more youthful it will last forever.

"Of course." Ye Guyu nodded, "A few days ago when the master came back, the junior was not there by chance. Although it is useless to give the junior disciples the opportunity, but as the eighth elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, the junior is emotional and reasonable. Everyone should come and see the master."

"Then you really have a heart."

It would be even better if I could come here without this mouth, Lingyue teased secretly.

Lingyue stared at Ye Guyu, thought for a while, rolled her eyes deftly, and then said.

"Since you are here to condolence to me, an old man, is it what you should do to accompany me, an old man?"

"That's natural."

"Then come play a game of chess with me."

Lingyue walked past with her sleeves gently, and in front of the two of them, a chessboard and a pair of black and white chess pieces appeared.

The way and method of playing chess, every move when playing chess, can reflect a person's nature, often sometimes the tricks between masters are as simple as that.

"Yes." Ye Guyu didn't refuse, and gently rolled up his sleeves, "However, the younger generation is not good at chess, so I hope the master can be more modest."

"It's easy to say, the ancestor is not the kind of person who relies on the old to sell the old, the ancestor must be able to release water."

Lingyue said so, but it is impossible to release water.

She has never let go of water when playing chess, and the rules of her life do not allow her to let go of water when playing chess.

It just so happened that she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to dampen the spirit of this little guy, no matter whether he did it on purpose or not just now, the anger in his belly must be relieved.

"Then admit it."

Lingyue's scallion-white jade finger lightly picks up the chess piece, and the magnificent arrangement is completed in one go.

Then, 3 minute passed.

"The master gave in, and you lost."

pat-

The chess piece in his hand rolled to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Lingyue's mouth was wide open, and her tongue was drawn out.

Shui Lingling's eyes blinked and blinked repeatedly, trying to confirm the chessboard.

but.

She lost, she really lost, she lost for the first time in more than a hundred years of practice, and she lost to her junior, a junior who had only practiced for decades.

How could she accept such a thing?

"Master really cares about the younger generation. Master's chess skill is so high that the younger generation doesn't feel that there is humility at all."

You talk nonsense, my old lady is useless to be humble at all, it's strange that you can feel it.

Of course, it was impossible for Lingyue to say this.

"Haha, humility to the younger generation is what the master should do." Lingyue concealed her shame and smiled, she felt that her face was burning like a fire, she was really ashamed.

Seeing Lingyue like this, Ye Guyu couldn't help but want to laugh.

Lingyue's chess moves are very strong, but how strong can it be compared to him, who has reincarnated five times?

He was familiar with Lingyue's chess moves long ago and couldn't be more familiar with them.

Is it difficult to abuse the master?

Very simple!

"Will the master come again?" Ye Guyu pointed to the chessboard with a bright smile.

"Come on, why don't you come!" Lingyue still didn't believe that she would lose to a brat?

After three rounds of tea.

"The ancestor is really strong. He likes to take care of the younger generation so much that the younger generation has won 233 rounds in a row. The younger generation is here to thank the ancestor for his generosity."

"No, it's okay, taking care of juniors is what a master should do."

Lingyue's cheeks were dry and hot, her arms were weak, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. The shoulder straps slipped off without knowing when, and a pair of delicate and smooth jade shoulders were exposed to the air.

It's like being played bad by someone.