Being chased by the empress, begging me to spread my wings!

Chapter 117: [Is there anyone in the room?] Because

of Bai Jie's background, Suning did not choose to take the conventional route with her.

She is just an ordinary person, there is no aura isolation, and there is no contraception in the technology here.

So Suning had to choose another way.

And Bai Jie, who tasted personnel for the first time, did not feel anything wrong, and thought that it should have been like that.

Therefore, there were no doubts about Suning's marching route.

The two of them had a cloud and rain, and after the dragon turned upside down.

Suning, who should have been in a happy mood, remembered what Master Zun had said to him, and the language and words that sounded nothing unusual before had a new meaning in Suning's eyes.

"Master Master, she? Wouldn't it be?

Suning remembered that once Master Jiang Qingxue also took care of Bai Jie as if he had just taken care of Bai Jie, soaking himself in a medicinal bath and intimately wiping his body personally.

The fullness in front of his chest loomed on Suning's back, and through the reflection in the water, Suning could also faintly see Jiang Qingxue's narrowed eyes.

It's just that whenever Suning turned around and wanted to ask clearly, Jiang Qingxue changed his face again, righteously restored the majesty of his master, making Suning's heart feel empty, and he thought that he was thinking too much about his Dao heart.

Could it be that Master Master was conscious of himself at that time?

Suning stroked his chin and thought, and the picture of getting along with Jiang Qingxue flashed in his mind.

No wonder that woman was so good to herself, she was obviously just an ordinary Spirit Sword Sect disciple.

But he was carefully taken care of by Jiang Qingxue, and countless heavenly materials and earth treasures were smashed on Suning's body.

Coupled with Suning's original talent, Suning, an ordinary little genius who had no background and only relied on talent, actually relied on Jiang Qingxue's generous feeding to become the holy son of the Spirit Sword Sect, and his status was incomparable.

"Perhaps Master Master wants to wait for my strength and status to be on the same level as her before thinking about showing his heart."

Suning thought in his heart, and couldn't help but be surprised by his wild speculation.

If his guesses are true, then Jiang Qingxue, this woman, is simply scheming and unfathomable.

He actually had that kind of male and female affection for his apprentice.

Rush against the disciples!

This kind of thing is placed in the world of immortal cultivation, and it is actually not surprising if the male master is to the female apprentice.

A lot of old monsters are this routine.

His own strength is strong, but he is not interested in finding a female cultivator in the same realm as his Taoist, and he is not interested in the so-called strong alliance.

They prided themselves on being alone in the Immortal Gate, but they preferred to run to the Nether Realm to accept those mortal women with outstanding qualifications and talents as their female apprentices.

Teach them the exercises and offer elixirs to help them improve their strength.

The purpose is to marry him when he grows up.

When marrying one's own disciple, the relationship is naturally very stable, and after marriage, his wife will also have great respect for the male cultivator because of the grace of his mentor.

This is a common play for many male cultivators who have no background but are relatively talented, and it is also the reason why many older female cultivators in the immortal cultivation world are single and have no heirs.

However, any male cultivator who thinks he has some strength is unwilling to find a female cultivator who matches his strength as his Taoist.

The main reason is that the other party is in the same realm as himself, and his natural status is equal after marriage, and he is unwilling to respect male cultivators.

And most of these nuns still have their eyes above the top, eating in the pot and looking at the bowl.

I always thought that marrying a Taoist couple with myself was a blessing for male cultivators, and with his own posture, he must have a higher realm of power willing to be lucky.

The contradictions between Taoist couples increased as a result, and even in the end, all male cultivators who had some strength and had a certain choice when choosing Taoist couples were unwilling to choose female cultivators with equal strength as their Taoist couples.

They are more willing to look for ordinary women who are weaker than themselves, but who are younger in age and appearance as Taoists.

Obedient, young, beautiful, and adoring themselves, these are what they want.

The male cultivators are very realistic, and no one thinks that they can hold the rich woman's lap, so they are more willing to form a family with those female cultivators who are lower in strength than themselves.

At first, Suning also recognized this idea, after all, although he was confident, he was not Puxin.

For those fairies whose strength is obviously a big realm higher than themselves, there are no other bad thoughts, let alone the sweet dream of a toad eating swan meat, thinking that the other party will be impressed by their peerless appearance.

But this time, Suning suddenly felt that his Puxin soul was rising irrepressibly.

Master Shizun, she should not really fall in love with herself, right?

Suning lay in Bai Jie's arms distraught, his heart was heavy.

Although the person is here in Bai Jie, his heart has flown back to his Spirit Sword Sect.

"I don't know if Master Master is doing well."

"Without her own days, she should be much cleaner and deserted there."

"I don't know what happened to the three cubs I just born."

Suning thought of the Spirit Sword Sect, Master Jiang Qingxue and his three wives, and three children.

Suddenly, he felt like an irresponsible father, and the child was born before he had time to take a closer look and leave in a hurry.

There is little communication and communication between father and son, and I don't know if they will blame themselves when they grow up.

Suning was surprised by the reins of his thoughts, and quickly pulled his energy back.

Alone outside, even in the Anning Royal Mansion, he could not lose his vigilance.

Soon, he sensed something was wrong.

On the eaves of the house, there was the breath of a strange immortal cultivator.