Tsundere Empress: Immortal Supreme? Just a Provocative Disciple

Leng Feiran used a cleaning spell to clean his face.

This kind of spell can only be used by monks who are good at water elements.

Long Qilan is a fire attribute and doesn't know this kind of spell, otherwise she wouldn't have bothered to dig a hole to take a bath.

Yue Qingling remained silent. He closed the mourning platform silently to avoid being let in by Leng Feiran.

After all, there is Huang Xinning's consciousness in the spiritual platform.

This is the leader of the sect that Leng Feiran is most hostile to.

"speak."

Leng Feiran squatted in front of him, unhurriedly entangled her waist-length hair with her fingers, and flicked it back and forth in his nostrils.

"Ah sneeze!"

Yue Qingling was so tickled by her that she sneezed heavily.

He could only say helplessly: "Master Leng, can we turn our hostility into friendship?

If you think about it carefully, I haven't offended you, right?

I served you respectfully for several months, but then I got too tired and ran away.

Didn’t you ruin my reputation too?

So what else do you want?

Can you give me a way to survive? "

Leng Feiran couldn't help but giggle, and her delicate hands began to explore Yue Qingling's body.

After a while, he took out the storage bag.

While checking the harvest in the storage bag, she said calmly: "I haven't seen you for a month, and my speech has become more organized.

A way to survive? Please beg me. "

"Master Leng..."

"Um?

Forgot your name?

Your attitude is unacceptable. "

"Master...I...I beg you..."

Yue Qingling finally gave in.

Facing Leng Feiran, it was useless no matter how hard he tried.

He can be made of iron.

But Leng Feiran must be a blacksmith!

Maybe if you give in, there is still a glimmer of hope?

But Yue Qingling was desperately negative.

He would never encounter the kind of opportunity he had last time again.

Leng Feiran must be looking down upon him now.

Now I just want less physical pain, and don't let the other party enter the spiritual platform and hurt Huang Xinning.

This is the best result.

"Hey, you gained a lot this time, so many treasures?

Can you give me a few? "

Leng Feiran looked at the contents of the storage bag curiously, and took out a few casually.

There is a bead, and a picture without a work.

The aura of the beads is very strong, but because Yue Qingling is blocked, the water dragon beads cannot release their power.

Leng Feiran looked at it and thought it was useless, so she threw it back into the storage bag.

She looked at the painting and wondered what it was for.

She simply sat cross-legged next to Yue Qingling and poked his waist casually. If the scene were changed to the bedroom, this little gesture would really feel like a couple.

Yue Qingling twisted to show that he was listening to her.

"What is this for?" Leng Feiran asked curiously.

"It's just a painting." Yue Qingling hesitated.

"You won't say it, right?"

Leng Feiran became angry.

"It's really a painting..."

Leng Feiran stood up directly and raised her skirt with her hand.

Faced with such a threat, Yue Qingling quickly explained: "Enough is enough, enough is enough.

This is a beauty picture, which can attract women with lower cultivation levels than yourself. "

"Hey~ you brat!"

Leng Feiran squatted down and pinched his arm jealously: "Do you still want to have a harem?"

"It's an injustice. I took it out because I was afraid someone would start a harem." Yue Qingling endured the pain and answered.

"If you don't let others drive, then you don't want to drive?"

"I have a woolen harem..."

"Don't use bad words and be careful about your image."

"Do I still have an image?..."

Leng Feiran did not continue to pinch him and sat next to him again. She looked at Yue Qingling's face for a long time before she said leisurely: "Ling'er, I haven't been able to sleep every night for the past month. You know I What are you doing? I've been studying the Mingyue chapter every night, and finally, I've almost finished it."

Leng Feiran seemed to be talking about something insignificant.

But these words sounded like thunder in Yue Qingling's ears.

"In the Mingyue chapter, it is said that facing a monk who has practiced Channu's immortal method, even if he seals the spiritual platform, he is not uncontrollable.

For example, your soul will communicate with me now. "

Leng Feiran stretched out her slender hand with a smile. She put her fingers on Yue Qingling's chest and prepared to recite the spell.

"Master... don't, don't, don't... Master, don't be like this...

I listen to you, don’t touch my soul! "

Yue Qingling yelled anxiously.

Huang Xinning was also extremely desperate in the spiritual platform.

But Leng Feiran kept moving.

Follow the spell.

Channu Yuanshen, who had been meditating quietly, suddenly opened his bright eyes.

His pretty face lifted up, and then he was called mechanically like a robot.

"Hello, master, I am a Chan slave, waiting for your instructions."