The world of martial arts has been destroyed by the demon woman again!

"Sir, please stop doing these things. Your injuries are still there!"

"It doesn't matter, I know my body well..."

There was a burning pain in my chest, and the dried up meridians felt more like being cut with a knife.

Many people were disabled due to fighting, and he was nothing.

His face was pale under the mask. Duan Muqing looked at the blood on his hands and was not too worried. Others were afraid of losing their energy and blood and losing their lifespan, but he didn't mind.

His Qi and blood were too strong, and his Qilin bones were unparalleled in the world. If he didn't find some suitable way to let it out, he would have killed his three sisters-in-law on the bed.

The best way is to raise an acacia witch at home, which can kill your strength and raise a peerless master.

Duanmu Qing is already doing it, although he doesn't like it that much... When he plots against people, he actually doesn't like hurting innocent people, nor does he like sacrificing others.

However, although he doesn't like it emotionally, Duanmu Qing will almost always do things according to his own reason.

"Bitch is hypocritical."

"Who are you scolding, Master?"

"Myself."

Duanmu Qing rolled his eyes, slapped the butt of the short-haired maid in front of him fiercely, and then reached out to take off the mask from her face.

The short-haired maid frowned slightly, but she did not dare to resist and allowed Duanmuqing to remove the black dragon mask from her face.

This life belonged to the Duanmu family many years ago. She is not a bitch, so why are there so many pretentious things?

"...She's quite pretty."

After Duan Muqing took off the mask, he couldn't help but be slightly startled. He had such a charming face like a white fox. He didn't look like a killer, but more like a charming little daughter-in-law.

"Master, my name is Dansha. Master, can you remember this name?"

"....Cinnabar is the name of the medicine. It sounds pretty good. Who picked it up?"

Duanmuqing smiled, looked at the short-haired maid in front of him and said, "I will remember this name."

"It was taken by the master. The master said that we are all the master's medicine. Sooner or later, we will need to be eaten, used and thrown away by the master.

So, sir, it’s better not to feel sad for people like us. "

The short-haired maid is not just someone who knows how to practice martial arts. She is a maid, so she naturally pays attention to her master's mood.

"Hey... Your young master is not that kind of person, so he won't abandon you."

"My grandpa threw me away for half a bag of rice. We are assassins and death warriors. Dansha already feels good about dying for the young master."

The short-haired maid put on her mask again, and then said: "Master, not everyone in this world belongs to Jiangdu of the Duanmu family. You will always have the opportunity to use me."

Duanmu Qing spread his arms, letting the rain soak in. Facing the words of the short-haired maid, he was speechless for a moment.

Why, you still want to make me regret it for the rest of my life.

Duanmu Qing even wanted to be criticized for his subordinates, and his mood became worse and worse. He turned around and left, but suddenly a voice came to his ears.

"Go to the restaurant, disciple."

How did she come?

Duanmu Qing frowned slightly, feeling a little heavy about the sudden appearance of his master and sister.

He didn't really want others to know that he was cooperating with Jiuyuan to hunt Daqian Zen Temple, and he didn't want others to know that he was commanding Yifang.

Otherwise, why would he wear a mask?

As for martial arts, everyone in Jiangdu City knew that Duanmu Qing's martial arts had been replaced by the witch.

Is this the quasi-grandmaster?

Duanmu Qing had no choice but to ask left and right to step back and went to the restaurant alone.

He just hoped that the other party would not open his mouth later.

Not to mention the previous sentence, Mr. Duanmu, you don’t want others to know that Yifang actually has a good relationship with the Duanmu family!

Master sister, you must not be some foreign master sister... Well, at that time, I can only continue to sacrifice for the family.

Duanmu Qing came up and looked at the master sister in front of him, and suddenly felt that being the master sister was not a bad thing.

Shang Qingqian, who was in Duanmuqing at the moment, was wearing a very astringent dress.

The middle door of the upper body is uncovered by nothing, and it is white and dazzling.

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The ivory white and smooth shoulders are mostly exposed to the air. Only the red patterned clothes around the neck and collarbone area are downwards. Combined with the trembling white cloth wrapped half underneath, most of the beautiful things are presented. In her eyes.

At this moment, Master Sister has a lady's hairstyle, with her hair surrounding a big peach blossom on the right side, revealing her beautiful ears, and her long hair falling into a long ponytail around her waist.

She has a mature and charming temperament, and her eyes are full of concern for Duan Muqing.

She really seems to be a sister!

In his previous life, whenever Duanmuqing was unhappy and sad, her sister would always appear wearing astringent clothes. Even Duanmuqing couldn't figure out why she was always so clear about it.

But at those times, Duanmuqing's mood always became very good.

Although it can only be hugged at most.

Sister, you are indeed the most important to me...Duanmuqing, didn't you agree that you would put your sister down?

Faced with beauty and memories, Duanmu Qing, who is half a wise man, doesn't know how to deal with his emotions.

"There's nothing wrong with your injuries, right?"

Shang Qingqian, who came here with the intention of rewarding his disciple who was much better than a certain evil disciple and who gave him a big surprise within a few days, did not pay much attention to his gaze.

It was originally intended to be shown to him, and there was nothing wrong with being generous.

It's just that... Shang Qingqian felt that she was still a little inexperienced. She was just fighting in a vacuum, but she felt that her blood was surging and she was a little shy.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have worn such bold clothes.

Shang Qingqian worked hard to maintain his dignity as the master of Hehuan Taoism.

"If you want to kill Zen Master Wuwei, why don't you ask for help from me? I can help you..."

【Qianxun】②⑤⑤⑤⑨⑤③00

If it was known that the Duanmu family was against Daqian Zen Temple, Shang Qingqian would have to help out even if he tried his best.

But she doesn't know...

That scoundrel, for the sake of a man, didn't even give me such important information.

For some reason, Shang Qingqian felt that he should consider replacing his disciple.

"Ha... How dare you trouble Master? I'm just a registered disciple, right?"

Duanmuqing took off his mask, with a respectful smile on his pale face.

"What's more, for Master to take action against something like this is simply an insult to Master's sister, who is like a fairy."

"Hmph, glib."

Shang Qingqian's toes wrapped in white socks curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but feel comfortable at Duanmu Qing's words.

"My master has a bit of a grudge against Daqian Zen Temple. What I did this time is very good. You can ask my master for a reward, whether it is a magical secret book, some rare magical weapons, or something else. Even my teacher can find it for you."

"..."

My Duanmu family doesn’t lack these things!

Duanmu Qing was speechless for a moment, but if he wanted some reward... Duanmu Qing hesitated for a moment, but he did want something.

"Is it true that any reward can be given?"

"Teacher has no jokes."

"Then Master, sister, can you let me hug you?"

Duanmuqing hesitated for a moment, wanting to recall the feeling of his previous life.

He just wanted to hug his sister across time and space.

"..."

Hug, rub, I won’t go in... I don’t know why these classic words appeared in Shang Qingqian’s mind.

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Chapter 82 After tasting the master, I want to eat the apprentice

"Just a hug?"

Growing up on Hehuan Road, how could Shang Qingqian not understand the idea of ​​a man going uphill?

Although for Hehuan Dao, when encountering this kind of situation, it is likely that an excellent hunter will appear as the prey.

Want to deceive the Albizia Albizia Demon Girl, want the Albizia Albizia Demon Girl's heart... Do you think everyone is Liu Wanwan's evil disciple?

It's so easy to do whatever you want there.

However, looking at Duanmu Qing's appearance, Shang Qingqian didn't feel that his disciple had any lustful intentions.

Instead, it's more like a little child acting coquettishly, which is so cute.

With a faint smile, Shang Qingqian tilted his head and looked at Duan Muqing, and said seriously: "Don't say anything about Master later, I feel a little hot, then take off the clothes on Master's sister!"

"Sister Master, you are talking nonsense. I only have filial piety towards Sister Master...Sister Master is so beautiful, how dare I blaspheme at will!"

Did she really give me a hug?

Duanmuqing was vaguely surprised when he heard this. Then he looked at someone's open arms, smiled slightly and stepped forward without paying much attention.

With his arms slightly closed, Duanmu Qing and Shang Qingqian hugged each other.

So soft and so big!

Duanmu Qing actually just wanted to recall the past.

After all, when he was in a bad mood before, his sister would always hold him and comfort him.

As a result, while holding Duanmu Qing, he felt that there were some problems with his original idea.

His sister in the previous life was good at everything, but she was flat-chested.

Every time a similar topic comes up, my sister always gave Duanmu Qing the delicious food when she was a child, so she didn't grow up. Duanmu Qing must be responsible for this...

Master and sister are so big!

Duanmu Qing felt the real softness, and suddenly felt a little distraught, thinking that this feeling was even better than that of her sister in her previous life.

A faint peach blossom fragrance flowed into the nostrils, and Duanmu Qing felt that his slightly tired spirit due to the injury was healed.

"Qing'er...you are evil."

"Master, sister, what didn't I do?"

"Then I don't care."

Disciple’s body is so hard!

It smells very pleasant too.

With his arms wrapped around each other's body, Shang Qingqian realized how strong this young apprentice's body was. He might have practiced some superior body-refining secrets.

For Shang Qingqian, the first hug with the opposite sex felt a bit too comfortable.

A touch of heat came, and Shang Qingqian felt that his originally empty and cold body felt like it was being compensated.

What's going on... Shang Qingqian's whole body trembled slightly. Holding Duanmu Qing, she felt weak all over, but she wanted to rub Duanmu Qing in with all her strength.

Subconsciously, Shang Qingqian raised his hands, pushed Duanmuqing's head down slightly, and then gently began to rub Duanmuqing's head.

Pfft.

Duanmu Qing immediately felt that his whole face was sinking into a very comfortable softness. The peach blossom fragrance gradually took on the fragrance of milk. It was so comfortable and comfortable that Duanmu Qing felt that he could fall asleep.

There is no suffocating feeling at all. This fragrance feels more comfortable than the turbid air in this world.

No...I feel like I can't remember what it feels like to be in my sister's arms.