I Turn Out to Be a Grand Master

Liu Changgong began to ponder.

The cave was dangerous, and he was afraid of danger…

Was it a metaphor that there were many big shots at the calligraphy and painting conference, and the paintings she had taken earlier were not enough to support the occasion.

That was why she was so shy, half-hidden.

She asked for his opinion.

‘Oh, what opinion could I have?’

Thinking of this, Liu Changgong found that Yu Hongye was peeking at him from the corner of her eyes, and he also found that she looked at him and shyly lowered her head.

That’s right. This reaction meant that she wanted to ask him for a painting.

Seriously.

Liu Changgong was puzzled. He had given Yu Hongye a hint the moment she entered the room. It was to avoid Yu Hongye from being reserved. In the end, Yu Hongye was still embarrassed.

Forget it.

If a woman did not take the initiative, he could only take the initiative.

Liu Changgong mumbled a lot in his heart. Then, he shook his head and said, “In the future, if you have anything to say, just say it. Don’t be reserved.”

After saying that, Liu Changgong walked into the room.

“Ah?”

Yu Hongye stood rooted to the ground. Her mind couldn’t figure it out.

But she heard clearly that Senior Liu told her not to be reserved.

Don’t be reserved, don’t be reserved…

Did that mean that she had to offer her body voluntarily?

Alas, how could she be embarrassed?

Yu Hongye looked at Liu Changgong without even turning her head and was sure that Senior Liu in front of her meant that.

Alas, forget it. There would be that step sooner or later.

Yu Hongye made up her mind.

Although her legs were a little weak, she still walked quickly into the house.

Yu Hongye felt a rush of heat in her heart, followed by intense joy and excitement, just like countless virgins welcoming their husbands for the first time.

She clenched her fists.

Liu Changgong had already set up the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone behind the screen.

When Yu Hongye walked behind the screen, she happened to see Liu Changgong sitting upright and upright.

Her brain short-circuited.

He wasn’t going to make her sacrifice herself, was he?

The atmosphere wasn’t right.

Why were the brush and ink all prepared?

Could it be that Senior Liu had a special sexual fetish?

Thinking of this, Yu Hongye’s hot and shy feeling just now became even stronger.

However, she didn’t dare to act rashly and could only stand aside silently.

She was prepared to wait for Senior Liu to finish his work and take the initiative to undress him…

Liu Changgong raised his brush and began to think.

What could he give her to support the occasion?

The painting he gave her last time was already majestic enough.

Drawing another painting was also very monotonous.

Yu Hongye asked herself what she meant, meaning that she should be the one to decide.

Then, she would give him a painting.

Calligraphy, painting, calligraphy, painting. Calligraphy was in the front, and painting was in the back.

After all, painting required a certain level of cultivation in order to understand the artistic conception of the painting.

And the calligraphy was more intuitive.

So, he gave her the calligraphy.

Yu Hongye mentioned something about the ‘Sword Immortal’s cave’ just now. It seemed that what she wanted was related to the sword.

At this moment.

Liu Changgong watched as Yu Hongye followed him in and kept sending him secret glances.

He understood that Yu Hongye just wanted words!

He did as he was told.

Liu Changgong waved his hand and quickly wrote down a poem.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, but the frost blade has not yet been used.

Today, who has wronged the king?

After he finished writing, Liu Changgong put down his pen and closed his eyes to rest.

Yu Hongye who was beside him was stunned.

Why did Senior Liu stop after writing a poem?

Yu Hongye curiously looked at the poem Senior Liu wrote.

After reading it, Yu Hongye’s blood boiled as a woman.

The image of a sword cultivator who had practiced for many years jumped onto the paper.

This time, there was no strong Daoist rhyme.

There was also no intimidating aura.

It gave people a very comfortable feeling.

However, Yu Hongye knew that it was a sword aura that was ready to be unleashed, hidden in this poem.

If there was any evil person causing trouble, it would definitely trigger the shocking sword aura hidden in it.

Thinking of this, Yu Hongye was frightened.

The Sword Qi that couldn’t be detected was the most fatal.

She didn’t expect that Senior Liu’s swordsmanship attainments were also so shocking!

At this time, Yu Hongye’s restless heart had already calmed down.

Then, Yu Hongye remembered her purpose of coming in.

She wanted to offer herself to the Senior.

But, something was very wrong. Why did the Senior’s poem have something to do with the sword?

When it was romantic, wasn’t writing a poem about the sword a little…

A little spoilt?

Yu Hongye secretly observed the lower half of Senior Liu’s body.

Wow, Senior Liu really seemed to be just painting.

Yu Hongye was extremely embarrassed and angry.

A beautiful woman like her was walking into the room with him, but Senior Liu didn’t say anything.

Yu Hongye was a little angry.

‘Humph, if you don’t move, I won’t move.’

‘Let’s see who is more anxious.’

After a long time, the atmosphere in the room became very ambiguous.

Liu Changgong instinctively felt that the atmosphere was very strange, and only then did he open his eyes.

He was just immersed in the artistic conception of ‘The frost blade hasn’t been wiped yet.’

When he woke up, he discovered that Yu Hongye was looking at her with the demeanor of a very young daughter.

She seemed to be angry.

It was also true that he was immersed in the artistic conception of this poem and had actually left his benefactor aside.

Guilty!

Liu Changgong took the initiative to open his mouth to ease the atmosphere.

“The ink has dried. These words will help Miss Hongye break into that cave abode.”

When Yu Hongye heard Senior Liu’s words, she suddenly came to a realization.

It turned out that Senior Liu didn’t mean that..

Senior Liu was seriously considering for the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, giving her these words to protect her safety.

Yu Hongye had a feeling that with the Sword Qi hidden in the poem and the calligraphy that looked like the dancing of swords, it was enough for her to pass the test of the Ancient Sword Immortal’s cave.

Senior Liu was so dedicated, but just now, he was treated as a villain who coveted beauty…

Thinking of this, Yu Hongye felt extremely ashamed.

Her entire body turned red from embarrassment. It was extremely exaggerated, as if she had been cooked.

“Senior, I…”

“I feel guilty…”

Liu Changgong smiled indifferently.

“It’s fine, you can just take the painting away. You don’t look too good. Ho back and rest. My room is indeed a little hot.”

Hearing Liu Changgong’s words, Yu Hongye understood that Liu Changgong was sending her away.

‘It’s over. Could it be that Senior Liu has discovered my thoughts?’

‘It must be. What can a peerless expert like Senior Liu have hidden from his eyes?’

‘Senior wants me to go back directly.’

‘Is Senior angry?’

‘It’s over. I messed up.’

‘Does Senior not want to see me anymore…?’

Yu Hongye was at a loss at the thought of this. She had forgotten all the strategies her Second Uncle had taught her to deal with men.

She did not know what to do.

She cried out in grievance. The more she cried, the more she felt wronged. In the end, she sat on the ground and wailed loudly.

Liu Changgong saw Yu Hongye crying and he panicked.

What he was most afraid of was a woman crying.

What was going on? Did he write something that did not meet her requirements?

This, sitting on the ground, what was the point? She was going to catch a cold.

Liu Changgong also panicked.

If Qi’er and Xia’er saw this, they would definitely think that he was bullying Yu Hongye.

At that time, it would be hard to explain.

Liu Changgong hurriedly went forward and carried Yu Hongye by her waist.

“Miss Hongye, what’s wrong? Are my words not satisfactory? Why are you crying?”

Liu Changgong could feel that Yu Hongye’s body was very hot.

Could it be that she was sick?

Could cultivators also be sick?

That didn’t mean that Hongye answered.

Liu Changgong couldn’t care less about whether men or women should be intimate with each other. His hands began to feel around Yu Hongye’s body.

Her entire body was boiling hot.

Liu Changgong had never seen such a situation before.

Could a person’s fever be as hot as a stove?

His hands began to tremble.

Yu Hongye felt much better after hearing Liu Changgong’s words.

However, after being touched by Liu Changgong, all the emotions and desires that she had suppressed for a long time were stirred up.

Yu Hongye no longer restrained herself and took the initiative to hug Liu Changgong tightly.

Liu Changgong’s entire body trembled and he lost control of his body.

A man and a woman were in the same room together.

The dry firewood and the raging fire were ignited at the slightest touch.