Chaoshan Taoist put Yan Fanglin down. He lost a lot of energy to Yan Fanglin, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

He knew that the demonic energy in Yu Qingchi's body was powerful, but he did not expect that as Yu Qingchi's magic power increased, he would become so domineering.

"Master, uncle, are you okay?" Lu Xinghe asked nervously.

Taoist Chaoshan nodded and said, "Hong Ying, please stay and take care of your Uncle Banquet Master, and don't ask anyone to disturb you."

Hong Ying nodded: "Master, don't worry."

Taoist Chaoshan had spent a lot of energy, and had been counterattacked by the formation before, so his face was extremely pale at the moment. Hong Ying was worried about him and hurriedly said: "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Taoist Chaoshan stood up and looked at Yu Qingchi: "You come with me."

Yu Qingchi pursed his lips tightly and followed Taoist Chaoshan out the door.

Many disciples from Qingzhu Peak gathered outside. Mei Ziqing rushed to the front. When she saw them coming out, she immediately shouted: "Uncle...master..."

After shouting, he looked directly at Yu Qingchi. Seeing Yu Qingchi's ugly face, his heart was in his throat: "Third Senior Brother."

Yu Qingchi didn't respond to him.

If Mei Ziqing wanted to say anything more, Taoist Chaoshan had already left with Yu Qingchi. He jumped onto the corridor and went to the inner room. As soon as he reached the door, Lu Xinghe came out and stopped him.

"Master said that uncle needs to rest and no one should disturb him except senior sister."

"Second Senior Brother, what happened? Why is the door of Master's quiet room broken?"

They are all his junior brothers, and Lu Xinghe did not hide it from him: "Something happened when master set up the formation for my uncle and third junior brother, but it is not serious now, so there is no need to worry."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at the group of junior brothers in the yard.

Mei Ziqing frowned and glanced towards the inner room, vaguely seeing Yan Fanglin lying on the couch and Hong Ying kneeling next to him, wiping his cheek.

The wind blew through the bamboo forest, making Taoist Chaoshan's snowy hair flutter. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Say it."

Yu Qingchi lowered his eyebrows slightly, remained silent for a while, and finally said: "Uncle Master put the poison on me."

A gust of wind blew over, and Taoist Chaoshan turned around. He had probably expected it, and his expression was normal. He stared at Yu Qingchi for a long time.

His disciple cannot lie, he knows it.

Chaoshan Taoist's eyes darkened, his voice became softer, and he asked: "Why did he poison you?"

Yu Qingchi did not raise his head, and could not clearly see the emotion on his face: "Disciple, I don't know."

Chaoshan Taoist's eyes were like daggers, staring at Yu Qingchi.

When he took Yu Qingchi into his sect, Yu Qingchi was only seven or eight years old. Now he has grown into such a handsome man. He is tall and tall, wears a black hairpin on his head, is dressed in black, and has a dark red belt.

He was tall and elegant. His face was as cold as a cold mountain, but he had a high-spirited spirit that was somewhere between a boy and a young man.

Yu Qingchi felt that his master had never looked at him so coldly.

He raised his head and looked at Taoist Chaoshan, but Taoist Chaoshan had already turned his back. The green jade hairpin on his head fell to the ground when he was in the quiet room. Later, he was in a hurry to heal Yanfanglin's injuries and was too late.

Tied up, her long snow-white hair was blown by the wind, and her loose sleeves rustled.

"Master..." Yu Qingchi felt extremely heartbroken: "I..."

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Chaoshan Taoist said quietly: "Master knows who you are. Please step back first."

Yu Qingchi pursed his lips tightly and lowered his head: "Yes."

He turned to leave, but suddenly he heard Chaoshan Taoist ask: "Are you not injured?"

Yu Qingchi shook his head: "Disciple is fine."

Chaoshan Taoist said "Hmm" and said, "Go ahead."

Master must be very sad at this moment.

He was really kind to Yan Fanglin.

It’s also good for yourself.

In the end, something like this happened to him and Yan Fanglin.

Yan Fanglin woke up.

Although he vomited blood, his physical condition was much better than before. Taoist Chaoshan gave him a large amount of zhenqi. In addition, the pure yang qi transmitted from Yu Qingchi's body caused him to only transfer yang to yin before.

My whole body feels warm and warm. This feeling is very wonderful. When I walk, I feel much lighter.

I can't imagine how light and refreshed the bodies of these cultivators who are higher than him can be.

"Where is the master?"

Before he became a Taoist couple with Chaoshan Taoist, he was called Uncle Master like everyone else. Later, he formed a contract with Chaoshan Taoist, and then he was promoted in seniority, but he still called him Chaoshan Taoist one by one as his master.

"Master was backlashed by the formation, and he spent a lot of energy to heal you. Now he is recuperating in the quiet room." Hong Ying said, "Don't worry, Master said it's nothing serious, and it will be fine in two days."

Two days later, late at night, Yan Fanglin was sleeping soundly when he noticed someone sitting next to his bed.

He smelled the faint fragrance of sandalwood, turned around with eyes blurred, and saw Taoist Chaoshan sitting next to him: "You go on sleeping."

Yan Fanglin opened his eyes sleepily and asked, "Are you healed?"

"It's no big deal," Chaoshan Taoist said.

Yan Fanglin was more accustomed to it than before, and he consciously moved inside.

The medicine Hong Ying prescribed for him seemed to contain some soothing medicine. He had been sleeping hard for the past two days. Hong Ying said that sleeping can rest his mind.

While he was in a daze, he felt that Taoist Chaoshan did not lie down, but got up. He didn't know how long it took before he came in again. He turned over and opened his eyes to take a look. When he saw it, he was shocked.

Already.

What did he see? Beauty taking off her clothes!

Taoist Chaoshan had probably just taken a bath. He was changing clothes at the moment. His smooth and strong back was as white as a piece of white jade. His snow-capped hair was spread down. He had broad shoulders, a thin waist and long legs. He was not as beautiful as a mortal.

Like the elves he had seen in The Lord of the Rings, there was an obvious scar from the right shoulder to the middle of the back, which destroyed the beauty of the body, but also added a bit of masculinity.

Turned around, turned around.

Yan Fanglin quickly closed her eyes, but the moment she closed her eyes, she saw everything she was supposed to see.

So long.

Fuck, why are there no small ones in "The Evil Disciple"? Those harem groups of Yu Qingchi, just taken out individually, in terms of size, they are all made for fierce attack, even the delicate and beautiful little junior brother.

Childlike giant fork!

This Chaoshan Taoist is sixty or seventy years old, and his color is still quite clean.

As expected, I am a gentleman, and I don’t know how to abstain from sex.

Yanfang Lin's heart was agitated when she saw this extremely beautiful man changing clothes in the middle of the night.

By the way, the male protagonist has collected so many harems, why not recruit this beautiful master? Not only are masters and disciples very popular, they are also very popular in ancient times.

It's all my fault that the author of "The Evil Disciple" didn't write about how beautiful the master was. Instead, he always highlighted his gentleness and kindness. As the tool in the bloody drama between the evil master's wife and the demon disciple, he lived like an NPC.

Chaoshan Taoist walked towards him, and the scent of sandalwood on his body became stronger. He closed his eyes and listened to Chaoshan Taoist say: "If you want to see, just look openly. What are you doing secretly?"

Yan Fanglin opened his eyes and smiled.

Chaoshan Taoist looked at him condescendingly, like an immortal coming to this world, with his own halo.

Yan Fanglin felt like he had a sudden enlightenment, enlightenment and enlightenment.

The male protagonist of "The Outlaw" sleeps all over the harem, but no one is seen loving him. He looks like a scumbag, but in fact he is very affectionate. The person he really loves should be the great beauty Li Chaoshan who has been like his father and teacher since childhood!!

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Everyone else is cannon fodder!

Yan Fanglin felt that she finally knew who to win over!

This makes sense, why is the evil master’s wife the biggest villain in the whole story?

Because he is the evil mistress between the hero and the master!

If you think about the function of the evil master's wife carefully, it seems that she exists just to break up the master and the disciple.

The more Yan Fanglin thought about it, the more likely he felt that this was possible. He was quite excited and his eyes were about to shine.

The disciple of Bingshan Dings is paired with a noble and white-haired beauty master, a loyal dog under the bed and a hungry beast on the bed, the noble beauty has fallen into the mortal world, and an uncontrollable flush appears on her fair cheeks...

It feels good, feels good.

Chaoshan Taoist was stunned for a moment when he saw him looking at him like this, with a smile on his lips.

In Yan Fanglin's eyes, he saw... desire?

Yan Fanglin was in a great mood.

He was originally worried that it would be unsafe for him to sleep with Taoist Chaoshan, but it turned out that they were all sisters.

He immediately moved inward and greeted Chaoshan Taoist warmly: "Lie down."

Taoist Chaoshan had complicated emotions in his eyes and lay down next to him.

Yan Fanglin has never felt so relaxed and happy. He finally found the direction of his efforts and his future is bright.

Regarding the matter of the poison in Yu Qingchi, he felt that since the matter had become such a big deal, sooner or later the truth would be exposed. At that time, Taoist Chaoshan would think that he liked Yu Qingchi. If such a noble fairy like him had to bear the pain of giving up his love, he would close his relationship from then on.

Yu Qingchi’s heart, doesn’t Yu Qingchi hate herself even more?

So he asked: "There is something I must confess to you."

Chaoshan Taoist said "hmm" and looked at him.

The two of them are very close, and the beauty's face is too close, which always makes people dizzy.

Two beauties are lying together, one is very noble, the other is very gorgeous, one has very black hair, and the other has snow-white hair, this scene is beautiful.

"About the poison in the green pond." He said: "I gave him the poison."

Yan Fanglin was more attentive and carefully observed Taoist Chaoshan's expression.

The subtle expressions of people cannot deceive others.

Sure enough, Chaoshan Taoist frowned slightly, seeming to feel pain.

He loves Yan Fanglin so much, and he loves Yu Qingchi so much. He is naturally heartbroken when he hears this.

Yan Fanglin sympathized with him.

He thought of the many master-disciple romances he had seen before. In the past, it was popular for the master to attack the disciple, but later readers' tastes changed and it became mainstream in the later years. The masters who were remembered by the disciples were all upright and self-sustained fairies, desperately suppressing them.

Following his inner desires, he now has a real master and apprentice, and finds that the real person is more shocking than the paper person.

Only by seeing this subtle expression with your own eyes can you detect the secret and unknown affection.

However, Taoist Chaoshan only said: "I have been in seclusion for too long."

By saying this, it seemed like he was taking all the blame on himself.

Yan Fanglin hurriedly said: "I know this matter will only get darker and darker, so I won't explain it. I just hope you believe me." He stretched out his hand and held Taoist Chaoshan's slightly cold hand.

, holding tightly: "There is absolutely no possibility between me and Yu Qingchi. I don't like him at all now, don't worry."

As expected, Taoist Chaoshan showed a somewhat surprised expression, looked at him straightly, and his throat moved.

Look, look, this subtle and exciting micro-expression!

Taoist Chaoshan didn't say anything. He only stretched out his other hand and touched his hair. Finally, he pressed the back of his head with his big hand and stretched out his fingers, as if to push him onto his shoulders, but finally let go of him.

Yan Fanglin felt that this was enough.

The masters in Master-Disciple Romance are very reserved and pure. If they say something too explicit, they will be ashamed and will scare the snake away.

He also talked about some of his recent plans.

In short, he revealed a message: he does not love Yu Qingchi, and he does not intend to fall in love. He is very satisfied with the current Taoist couple relationship in name only. He does not need sex. He wants to pursue Taoism wholeheartedly and strive to cultivate to the golden elixir stage as soon as possible.

Stay young and beautiful forever.

He felt that as he continued to talk, the coolness in Chaoshan Taoist's body also faded away and became warmer and softer. Finally, he smiled when he heard him talk about his unrealistic and grand wishes.

The summer night was long, Yan Fanglin fell asleep while talking.
Chapter completed!