As a yellow-haired villain, I really don't want to be chased by the heroine

Luo Qingchuan turned her head and met Jiang Ye's gloomy eyes.

Luo Qingchuan thought for a moment, lowered her head resolutely, pulled out Jiang Ye's leather pants with both hands, the girl's tight and slender slender legs were as white as spring light, containing a touch of fine powder, Jiang Ye groaned, lowered her eyes, and stared at Luo Qingchuan in a daze.

She wondered what the hell he was going to do.

Luo Qingchuan put the black leather pants on the bed, and said casually: "Building the foundation is the highest realm on the Internet, and you are the highest cultivation here, Immortal Master?"

"It's not."

The female monk understood Luo Qingchuan's curiosity. Ordinary people like to ask some common-sense questions the most. She answered casually: "On the foundation is the golden core, which is difficult to reach. They are all seniors who have lived for a long time. Here There is another brother from the same sect who sent two new disciples to the sect a few days ago, and will be back in two days."

Luo Qingchuan hooked Jiang Ye's underwear with both hands, Jiang Yexiu frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and her legs trembled together.

Luo Qingchuan was just putting on a show.

Jiang Ye also understood, and gradually stabilized his body.

Luo Qingchuan finally asked: "Do we have a chance to go to the sect?"

"Look at your performance," the female monk said with rippling lips, "You have to work harder, little brother."

"Ah, I'll work hard."

Luo Qingchuan took off his coat to cover Jiang Ye's bare legs.

"What are you doing? What is this game?" The female monk asked in confusion, with a strange expression. She also wanted to see if this cold girl was still naked after she was naked, and what she looked like when she was in bed, and whether the indifferent face like the flower of the kaolin would collapse.

If there is no collapse, she will help Luo Qingchuan.

She has always liked to see those unfathomable, beautiful and exquisite same-sex women who are like goddesses in the world, tactfully and happily under men, just like seeing a building collapse and flower petals falling into the mud, it made her feel Intense **...

However, Luo Qingchuan remained motionless, and slowly turned her gaze.

From the young man's soft eyes, the female monk sensed the chill that she no longer concealed, like a beast coming out from the shadow of a deep forest, with fierce and cold fangs.

"Go on, you are working hard for her, do you still want to fix it..."

Luo Qingchuan grabbed her neck with five fingers, and said with a smile, "I've already used my strength."

The female cultivator looked shocked, and immediately saw a light golden silk thread spreading out from Luo Qingchuan's palm, tightly wrapping around her whole body!

"You are... a monk!"

The nun couldn't resist.

"Foundation Establishment Realm." Luo Qingchuan smiled calmly, urged the Immortal Binding Cable to seal off the aura of the female cultivator's body, and squeezed her five fingers tightly to prevent her from screaming.

"You said it before, your senior brother has returned to the master's school, can I think that no one can come to save you?"

Luo Qingchuan glanced at the door, "You've cast yourself in an Internet cafe, Master Immortal."

The female monk made a difficult indistinct voice, and grabbed Luo Qingchuan's arm with both hands, as if it was useless.

The sense of tightness, suffocation, and powerlessness caused her brain to suffer severe pain, her eyeballs were rolled up, blood was condensed on her face, and drops of saliva oozed from the corners of her mouth.

Jiang Ye blinked, sighed lightly, and said quietly, "It really is."

"No worries." Luo Qingchuan let go of her hand, and the female cultivator passed out. Luo Qingchuan threw her onto the bed, and then looked at Jiang Ye: "Let's interrogate her later."

Jiang Ye's expression was still, stained with tears, and he said, "During the interrogation, we will hang her by the legs. If she refuses, we will torture her severely with a whip."

"No, no problem."

Luo Qingchuan covered her face with her hands.

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0150 Torture

After the female monk fell into a coma, Luo Qingchuan searched the entire hotel with her spiritual thoughts, and found something interesting.

There were two other monks in the hotel, both of whom were low-level disciples of the Qi training realm. Spiritual thoughts passed by, and many couples staying in the room were having sex during the day. Luo Qingchuan politely glanced past them, and then the most interesting thing came,

Luo Qingchuan found the existence of the camera in the glass classroom used for teaching.

"Miss Jiang, I'll collect the evidence first, and she will be in your custody."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly, with a cold murderous look in his eyes, as if he was not easy to provoke.

Luo Qingchuan walked out quickly, secretly thinking that Jiang Ye was offended badly this time, he left Jiang Ye room to vent his anger, and rushed to the glass classroom alone.

He lowered his sense of existence, blurred his figure, floated up and took down a miniature camera from the ceiling of the glass classroom.

The whole Wumeng Palace Hotel didn’t design any mechanisms, only the classrooms used for teaching were hidden cameras. The intention was very obvious. One is to grasp the secrets of these people, so that they can be used to control them at any time, and they don’t have to worry about being informed by the Daomeng.

Then Luo Qingchuan took away the teapot and some teacups that were on the table, all of which were evidence that Wumenggong drugged ordinary people. There were traces of saliva left by ordinary people drinking tea in the teacups, and the tea could probably be detected A recipe exclusively for Witch Dream Palace.

The task was considered to be half completed, Luo Qingchuan walked back, and her heart, which had been as tense as a piano string since before, relaxed a little bit.

Jiang Ye was really bullied too badly.

Even if he and Jiang Ye choose to give up on the mission and go back halfway, at least they can explain to Daomeng and Teacher Chu Ning.

Luo Qingchuan came to hotel room No. 520 and opened the door.

In the room, Jiang Ye had already tidied her clothes, but she didn't buckle the female monk of Wumeng Palace to the chair or hang her legs up. Instead, she tied her hands, made her hang her head unconsciously, and stood on tiptoe with difficulty.

"Are you showing mercy?" Luo Qingchuan walked over while smiling.

"This is convenient for torture."

Jiang Ye said indifferently, holding the little leather whip in the hotel in his hand.

Luo Qingchuan smiled and said, "I'll wake her up now."

"Ah."

Luo Qingchuan injected spiritual energy and awakened the consciousness of the female monk. She woke up slowly, whimpering in pain, fiddled with the wrists bound above her head twice, and instantly understood the cause and effect. The female monk was shocked and saw A young girl with a bad look in front of her.

"You... are you from the Daomeng?"

"You don't need to care who we are." Luo Qingchuan said slowly.

The female monk's gaze rested on the small leather whip in Jiang Ye's hand for a second, and said with a wince, "Then, what are you going to do to me?"

Jiang Ye said softly: "Of course I tortured you. From now on, we will ask you questions. If you lie or hesitate, I will not show mercy."

"Ask...ask." The female monk groaned secretly, and when she saw Jiang Ye's cold eyes, she understood that the girl hated herself very much, and she was playing off.

Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, then said directly: "Why did you Wumeng Palace build the hotel?"

It was a question about the Zongmen. It looked like he was looking for Wumeng Palace to seek revenge, or the members of the Dao League noticed Wumenggong's private behavior, and the eyes of the female monks were troubled... betraying the Zongmen would also cause trouble. Those who are punished severely will even be expelled, lose their status as disciples, and the benefits given by the sect will be wiped out.

But she only hesitated for a moment, and Jiang Ye quickly swung the small leather whip on her leg.

There was a soft "pop", and the female monk's thighs trembled for a while. She touched the ground with her toes and let out a trembling cry, extremely charming and full of provocative breath.

Without feeling any pain, Jiang Ye frowned slightly, and looked at Luo Qingchuan: "She doesn't seem to be in pain?"

"This thing doesn't hurt in the first place, right?" Luo Qingchuan said.

Jiang Ye paused for a moment and looked at him curiously: "You know him very well?"

"No, no, no..." Luo Qingchuan smiled wryly, "I guessed, and she is a monk, her physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary people."

"Then what should I do? Do I want to 'work harder'? I want to beat her to pieces."

Jiang Ye seemed to ask naturally, her delicate voice sounded like a demon whispering in the nun's ear.

Luo Qingchuan said: "It's fine to infuse some spiritual energy, if it's really impossible, pour some cold water and sprinkle some salt on her."

Jiang Ye was thoughtful, "Take out your phone, let's take a picture of her."

Seeing the boys and girls discuss how to punish her one by one, the female monk became more and more anxious: "I don't know, I really don't know!"

'Snapped'.

Jiang Ye lashed the female monk's leg with a whip again, infusing spiritual energy, causing the punished woman to hiss, her face flushed, and she was gasping for breath.

"I, I said... Zongmen is to make money, no matter how high the hotel's occupancy fee is, there will be an endless stream of customers, and Zongmen has reaped a lot of money." The female monk gave in.

Jiang Ye weighed the small leather whip in his hand, and asked indifferently, "What do you want money from mortals?"

"Yes, it is useful, little sister. Nowadays, all walks of life in society cannot do without money. Whether it is auctions or various other materials, the currency system belonging to our monks has not yet been established."

Jiang Ye was startled, and she murmured, "It's because I lack common sense."

Luo Qingchuan understands this point. In the ancient era, monks usually bartered things, or settled with spirit stones. Of course, spirit stones are not enough to form currency now, and the system of civilized society has always been deeply ingrained.

"But what do you want all that money for?"

"The suzerain said that it is to develop the sect and add bricks and tiles."

Luo Qingchuan frowned: "Even if you earn too much money, how much development can you provide to the sect? Wumeng Palace is not a small sect, right?"

The female monk lowered her head and said, "The recent treatment is indeed getting better and better."

Jiang Ye asked, "Who is your brother sending to the sect?"

"Two talented disciples."

"Rich people?"

"Well... a wealthy couple."

"When will your senior brother come back?"

"Not surprisingly, it will be about two days later." The female monk replied resignedly.

"What is his realm?"

"Eight layers of foundation building."

Jiang Ye looked sideways at Luo Qingchuan, "Are we going to ambush him?"

"Wait a minute."

Luo Qingchuan took out her mobile phone and took a photo of the female monk who was hung up.

Jiang Ye's eyes were startled: "What are you doing?"

"Send it to the teacher and report to her about our current progress. I collected some evidence just now, and then ask her if she has any other instructions."

Luo Qingchuan smiled softly, sat on the bed, stared at the phone screen, and said while typing:

"By the way, when will we be able to go back? It's not good to delay for a long time. You still have to go to the Liuli Palace."

Jiang Ye pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "We've only been here for a few days."

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0151 Stay

Jiang Ye's tone sounded weird to Luo Qingchuan, her eyes were a little lost, and she knew she had slipped her words, she hurriedly said: "The task is too fast, will it be considered that we are perfunctory?"

Luo Qingchuan said in embarrassment: "Anyway, let's report to the past first. If I can go back, I will go back. If I continue with this task, I don't know what to do."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly.

"you're right."

Jiang Ye breathed out, sat on the edge of the bed with a whip in his hand, calmed down... Luo Qingchuan is a person with a girlfriend, if the two of them make mistakes, it's wrong, continue the task, or something really hard to turn back will happen, Luo Qingchuan Certainly not willing to face it.

When Jiang Ye thought about it carefully, he also felt thrilling, flinched and frightened, and couldn't help but tighten his legs.

"Report?" The female monk whose hands were hung up turned pale when she heard the words: "You are indeed members of the Dao League!"

"Shh, don't bother me."

Luo Qingchuan made a silent gesture to her, smiled elusively, and used the sense of mystery to oppress her. The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. She only wondered if Wumeng Palace was about to face a catastrophe and destroy its foundation.

Luo Qingchuan must keep it a secret. There are Tianting and Li Xingzhu on Wumeng Palace. Lu Chuning's identity cannot be revealed easily. Therefore, it is better to make herself as unpredictable as possible. It is best to look like she has some connection with the Daomeng, but she is not sure. , enough to cause confusion.

Sometimes the scariest thing in the world is scaring yourself.

Luo Qingchuan quickly waited for Lu Chuning's reply.

[Lu Chuning: You...you got into a fight with someone else's female disciple in Wumeng Palace? 】

Luo Qingchuan's eyebrows twitched, and she returned: [I haven't started doing it, teacher, don't think about it. 】

[Lu Chuning: There are welt marks on her legs, you and Chen Yanyu and Su Yingxue are happy, but this is okay? ! 】

Lu Chuning was greatly shocked.

【Luo Qingchuan: It wasn't me, it was Miss Jiang who hit me. 】

[Lu Chuning: ... What the hell happened! 】