My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"who is she?"

When I thought about how worried I was about his safety just now, Ling Xiaodong was actually here making out with another woman, cuddling and cuddling!Ye Yiyun was even more furious.

Ling Xiaodong said in a panic: "Wait! Aunt Yun! Listen to my explanation!"

Mu Qinghe, who was lying in Ling Xiaodong's arms, looked at Ye Yiyun in surprise. Even the helmsman was far inferior to this sky-reaching lightning technique!

Seeing this woman coming to accuse her aggressively, being called so intimately, and being so young and beautiful, Mu Qinghe thought she was Ling Xiaodong's Taoist companion, and couldn't help but feel nervous.

But when she heard Ling Xiaodong call her, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.It turned out that he was not a Taoist monk, and he immediately felt slightly shy.

Does it have anything to do with whether Taoist Master Ling has a Taoist companion? Why are you so nervous?Besides, I and Taoist Ling are innocent to begin with, so there’s nothing I can’t explain!

Mu Qinghe had to lie in Ling Xiaodong's arms and timidly said because the injury on her calf was made worse by forceful exertion just now:

"Hello, Auntie."

Ye Yiyun was furious.

Unexpectedly, this woman in white looks like a cold fairy from the outside world, but in fact she is doing the trick of a fox. When she saw him coming, she still lay motionless in Ling Xiaodong's arms.

What's even more outrageous is that she just called her aunt!

Although Ye Yiyun often teases her about her old age in front of Ling Xiaodong, she doesn't think so in her heart.

There is no woman in this world who doesn't love beauty. Even Ye Yiyun often refines beauty pills and takes them. She also pays attention to skin care on weekdays. She thinks that her appearance is not as good as before, but today she is called aunt by a woman who is not much younger than herself!

At this time, Ye Yiyun looked at Ling Xiaodong with the same cold eyes as he looked at the six-headed mountain ghost before. It even made Ling Xiaodong's skin feel a slight tingling. This was a sign of danger!

Ye Yiyun half-squinted her long eyes and said in a cold voice: "It's so friendly and friendly. I was so anxious in the inn, but you are happy and happy here. Ling Xiaodong, are you very proud now?"

"No! Aunt Yun, listen to my explanation first, things are not what you think!"

The slight tingling sensation on his skin made Ling Xiaodong feel a strong crisis. Just as he was about to explain, he was interrupted by a sharp cry.

"Your Highness!"

Chapter 18 The sour smell in the air

Along with the shouts, a ray of silver light came through the air, arrived in an instant, and headed straight for Ling Xiaodong.

"Aunt Luo, stop it!"

Mu Qinghe, who was lying in Ling Xiaodong's arms, saw clearly the appearance of the attacking woman. It was none other than the helmsman Luo Yufeng who had been arranged by her adoptive mother to protect her safety.

Seeing Luo Yufeng's silver spear stabbing Ling Xiaodong straight, Mu Qinghe quickly stopped him.

But the Grand Master's spear was too fast. As soon as Mu Qinghe opened his mouth, the tip of the spear was only three inches away from Ling Xiaodong's throat.

But the three-inch distance seemed like an insurmountable gap. Ling Xiaodong raised his hand and held the handle of the gun. No matter how hard Luo Yufeng tried, he couldn't get even half an inch further.

"Who are you!"

Ling Xiaodong and Luo Yufeng asked simultaneously.

"Release Your Highness!"

"Your Highness? Are you talking about Miss Mu?"

Ling Xiaodong lowered his head and looked at the weak and lovely Mu Qinghe, whose clothes were soaked in wet clothes. Is she still some kind of princess?

Mu Qinghe said anxiously: "Aunt Luo, Daoist Ling is a good man, he saved me!"

"Do you know her?" Ling Xiaodong asked.

Mu Qinghe nodded slightly, supported Ling Xiaodong's chest with both hands and stood up reluctantly, explaining to Ling Xiaodong:

"Aunt Luo is my elder. She probably came out to look for me when I didn't come home."

When Ling Xiaodong heard that it was Mu Qinghe's elder, he immediately let go of his grip on the gun, leaving deep fingerprints on the gun made of black iron.

"Hmph!" Luo Yufeng put away her gun and swiped away, with a bad look on her face.

Mu Qinghe staggered towards Luo Yufeng, lowered her head and said guiltily: "Aunt Luo, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"It's a subordinate..."

Luo Yufeng did not continue because Mu Qinghe raised her index finger in front of her lips and made a silent gesture.

"Let's go."

Mu Qinghe turned to say goodbye to Ling Xiaodong again.

"Taoist Master Ling, thank you very much for your life-saving grace. This little girl tied a grass ring around her head. This kindness must be repaid."

Ling Xiaodong chuckled, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Mu is serious, take care, there will be a date later."

"Well, there will be a period later."

Mu Qinghe nodded slightly, her gentle watery eyes stared deeply at Ling Xiaodong's face for a long time, then reluctantly turned around and put her arms around Luo Yufeng's waist.

Luo Yufeng hugged Mu Qinghe and gave Ling Xiaodong a meaningful look before leaving. She leaped and disappeared into the courtyard.

Ling Xiaodong watched the two people leaving, thinking about the meaning of Luo Yufeng's words, but was interrupted by Ye Yiyun.

"You were flirting with each other just now, and now everyone is gone and you're still looking at me? It's true that I'm interested in you, so it seems like I'm redundant."

Ye Yiyun was sarcastic, and even she herself did not realize the strong sourness in her words.

Only then did Ling Xiaodong remember Aunt Yun who was being left aside by him, and quickly said with a smile:

"Where is this, Aunt Yun, you..."

"Hey! Don't! I'm not your Aunt Yun!"

Ye Yiyun stretched out her hand to stop her and said, "I think your soul will be taken away by that woman. I'm afraid you won't be able to recognize Aunt Yun."

Ling Xiaodong quickly took hold of Ye Yiyun's delicate hands and said flatteringly:

"I forgot that no one can forget Aunt Yun, I swear! I really have nothing to do with Miss Mu!"

Ye Yiyun's hands were shaken back and forth by Ling Xiaodong, but she didn't struggle. Her pretty face turned cold and she turned her head away from looking at Ling Xiaodong.

"It doesn't matter? Who can believe it? The way that little girl looked at you before leaving just now, she almost shed tears."

"You must have seen it wrong! Miss Mu and I have only met twice in total, how could there be any relationship!"

Ye Yiyun still tilted her head and said nothing.

Ling Xiaodong was anxious. Why were the tricks that usually worked so useless today? He had no choice but to use his trump card and stepped forward to hug Ye Yiyun.

"Aunt Yun, my good Aunt Yun, my dear Aunt Yun, what do you need to do to trust me?"

Ye Yiyun struggled slightly for a few times, still looking dismissive of him, and said coldly:

"I believe, you let go."

"You do not trust me!"

"I believe."

"You do not believe!"

Ling Xiaodong looked at Ye Yiyun's flawless dimples and delicate lips in his arms, and couldn't help but think of the kiss in the water. With a heartache, he lowered his head and kissed Ye Yiyun's smooth face.

It's slightly cool to the touch and as smooth and elastic as a freshly peeled egg.

"ah!"

Ye Yiyun was startled, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She immediately turned around and looked at Ling Xiaodong in disbelief.

"How is it? Aunt Yun, you believe it now!"

"You want to die, I am your aunt! Go away!"

"If Aunt Yun doesn't believe me, then I'll kiss you until you believe me and let you know my sincerity!"

Being shameless has always been Ling Xiaodong's strong point. He lowered his head and kissed Ye Yiyun hard on the face twice, so hard that he even made a sound.

Ye Yiyun blushed and pushed Ling Xiaodong's head, which was getting closer, and said hurriedly:

"I believe it! I believe it, isn't it enough? Let go!"

"Just believe it. I told you a long time ago that Miss Mu and I are innocent." Ling Xiaodong let go of Ye Yiyun in his arms and said proudly.

Ye Yiyun wiped the saliva from her face with one hand, and pointed it at Ling Xiaodong's head with the other hand, and said angrily:

"You are a dog! It made me drool."

"Hehehe, it's my honor to be Aunt Yun's puppy."

Ye Yiyun rolled her eyes. Once Ling Xiaodong became shameless, there was really nothing she could do to him.

"Don't do this next time! Do you hear me?"

Ling Xiaodong said aggrievedly: "I can't help it. Who makes Aunt Yun feel so jealous that she doesn't believe me?"

Ye Yiyun's pretty face, which had just calmed down, turned red again.

"Who are you saying is jealous! I...I'm helping Xiaoyan keep an eye on you! To prevent you from messing around with others."

Speaking of flirting with women, Ye Yiyun's face turned cold again, "Don't think this matter is over. I'll deal with you when I get back."

Ling Xiaodong followed Ye Yiyun back to the inn with a grimace.

Ye Yiyun sat lazily on the Taishi chair, slowly poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and folded her plump thighs together.

Ling Xiaodong sat upright opposite, describing in detail the previous situation when he was chased by the mountain ghost.

Of course, he selectively removed some scenes that might make Aunt Yun angry, and the whole thing was fabricated by Ling Xiaodong, full of dangers and dangers.

Ye Yiyun was frightened when she heard this, her hands were tightly clenched together, and her face was full of fear. Little did she know that Ling Xiaodong was secretly peeking at her face, secretly happy that his plan had succeeded.

"Miss Mu wanted to use her body to block the sword for me. How could I do that? I protected her behind me with my backhand. At this critical moment, Aunt Yun arrived in time! Three strokes of five divided by two made those mountain ghosts fly away. , mighty and domineering, like a god descending to earth, which makes my admiration for Aunt Yun even stronger!"

Ye Yiyun looked at Ling Xiaodong with a distressed expression. She had long forgotten her harsh words. She looked at Ling Xiaodong with concern and said seriously:

"You took off your clothes."

Chapter 19 Physical Examination

"what?"

Ling Xiaodong was startled by Ye Yiyun's sudden request.

"I said you take off your clothes. I want to check if you are injured."

"Aunt Yun, don't worry. I don't have any wounds at all. These mountain ghosts can't get close to me."

Ling Xiaodong covered her chest with both hands, as if she was about to be scorned by a villain.

Ye Yiyun said solemnly: "What you are facing is the ghost king. Even if you are not injured, who knows if ghost energy has invaded? What if there are hidden dangers?"

What Ye Yiyun said was reasonable, and Ling Xiaodong couldn't refute it. He rustled off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.

"Take off your pants, too."

Ye Yiyun pretended to be calm, but her reddish earlobes revealed her shyness.

"Pants too?"

"Yes, who knows where the ghost energy will invade."

Ling Xiaodong had no choice but to bend down and continue to take off his pants, leaving only a short skirt on his body.

Ling Xiaodong's limbs are slender and well-proportioned, and his perfect muscle lines are like chisels and axes. He does not appear bloated and bulky. His skin is white and smooth without any traces. It is like the finest jade. Ye Yiyun is also slightly jealous. Behind him, on the right shoulder There is a butterfly-shaped birthmark on my body.

"You don't have to take it off after all, right?"

Ye Yiyun glanced down inadvertently, straightened her gaze as if she was electrocuted, and nodded slightly.

"That's no need, just turn around."

In the small room, Ling Xiaodong was wearing only a short skirt and stood with his back to Ye Yiyun.

Ye Yiyun gently stroked his broad back with her delicate hands, and brought her face very close, as if to find out the sinister aura hidden under the skin. Ling Xiaodong could feel the hot breath blowing out from the tip of Aunt Yun's nose.

Feeling the detailed inspection of Aunt Yun's delicate hands behind her, a warm feeling surged into Ling Xiaodong's heart.