บท 35: Chapter 35
Chapter 35: Invite the Second Master Home
Lin Xuanyan was stunned for a moment. He stared at the woman in front of him. She was so beautiful yet a little strange.
He moved his lips, but could not utter a word.
Pei Yuhan was still smiling, and it was obvious that she didn't just blurt out what she said on impulse, but had thought about it for a long time.
How long would it take? He didn't know, and he didn't dare to guess.
The atmosphere seemed frozen at this moment, with only the smile on her beautiful face being the only vivid thing here.
It took a long time, so long that her warm smile seemed a little sad.
Pei Yuhan finally said: "It turns out that Master dislikes me."
Lin Xuanyan shook his head subconsciously: "No."
"That means you don't like me."
"No. It's just..."
"Just what?"
"Um..."
Pei Yuhan suddenly leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. In the moment when his mind was numb, he felt something hot suddenly brush against his cheek.
This time he did not resist, and embraced her, and they kissed deeply.
Yuhan, how could I not like you?
It's just that there are many things I can't tell you right now, because that would be too cruel to you.
I just hope that when the day comes, you'll be strong enough.
Lin Xuanyan closed his eyes, stopped thinking, and indulged in this loving embrace and kiss.
Pei Yuhan suddenly moaned, her body pressed tightly against Lin Xuanyan, her lips moved close to his ear, and she said with a sweet breath: "Give it to me, please."
She leaned her head on his shoulder, her face slightly flushed, her elegant face was pure and beautiful, her eyes were like spring water, rippling and floating, very beautiful.
At this moment, the two seemed to have returned to that night many years ago, surrounded by flying snow and biting cold. In the quiet and noisy night, only each other was the only light and warmth.
There seemed to be a spark ignited in the bones, and after desire broke through the shackles of thinking, it was most likely to make people reckless.
Lin Xuanyan waved his sleeves and casually pushed the books on the table aside. He turned around and pushed Pei Yuhan to face him on the table. Pei Yuhan did not resist at all. She half-lay on the table obediently, holding up her proud breasts, as if waiting for you to pick her. Lin Xuanyan leaned down and kissed her snow-white neck and the skin exposed between her slanted collared clothes repeatedly. While kissing, Lin Xuanyan reached down to untie her belt. Pei Yuhan subconsciously pressed the belt, but soon released it. Lin Xuanyan successfully untied the belt, hooked the side of the skirt with his fingers, and gently lifted it up, revealing the snow-white thighs in between. His hand swam between the skirt like a fish, searching up and down, causing the skirt to shake and fluctuate constantly, and Pei Yuhan just bit her lips lightly, suppressing the humming moan.
Lin Xuanyan's hand touched the area between her inner thighs. Just by doing this, Pei Yuhan trembled all over. A wet feeling soaked his hands. He moved his fingers, feeling the sticky warmth between his fingers, and found it a little incredible.
This... is lost?
Pei Yuhan was also very embarrassed. She had never thought that she would be so disappointing.
In the past, when she was played with by others, she could usually suppress her pleasure for a long time, but now facing her beloved, all her desires were no longer suppressed, and it seemed that it was accumulated for a long time, and surrendering became easy.
She was a little scared, afraid that he would think that she was too sensitive because she had been trained too hard.
As this thought came to her mind, her body became weaker and weaker, sinking into emptiness.
Lin Xuanyan couldn't help but think of the first day he saw her, when he peeped at the little man from Yin Yang Pavilion moving up and down on her body from behind the huge screen, and the day when she raised her buttocks high on the bed, and was still spanked by the vagina master at will.
Also, during the trial meeting, he found Pei Yuhan's scattered bra stained with white liquid.
These unclean thoughts had troubled him for a long time, and even made his mind no longer clear. Now Pei Yuhan came under him, and the woman who was both his eldest disciple and his little master twisted her body gently, waiting for him to strip off her clothes and love her with pity.
Lin Xuanyan still teased her under her skirt with one hand, and put his other hand on her jade peak. He was surprised to find that Pei Yuhan was not wearing a bra today. The plump jade peaks were only separated by a thin piece of cloth. Did she have this intention before she came?
Lin Xuanyan smiled helplessly, breathed softly into her ear, and said with a smile: "Yuhan, you..."
"Hmm?" Pei Yuhan smiled and waited for the next words.
Lin Xuanyan flicked her forehead and said with a smile: "Little slut."
Pei Yuhan wanted to refute, but was kissed on the lips. She was speechless and her body twisted even more violently. Her coldness turned into lust, burning the passion of the two people like a fire.
Because she didn't wear a bra, he easily grabbed one of Pei Yuhan's nipples and twisted it between his fingers through her clothes. It seemed that it was due to lust. He had no pity, but squeezed and pulled vigorously. As the nipple pulled, the whole jade peak was pulled up much higher. Pei Yuhan cried, her body trembling, her voice mixed with pain and comfort. When she thought that the person on her body at this moment was the one she had been waiting for for five hundred years, and that it was him who was kissing her, flirting with her, and ravaging her, then those desires that were not suppressed in the first place were more like mountain torrents. In addition, her body had been developed and trained long ago, so as long as the thought came up, her lower body could not help but climax continuously. As those edges were touched, she leaked again and again, and even the white and noble skirt was marked with a gray wet mark.
He was also very surprised at Pei Yuhan's sensitivity. He raised his lips slightly, let go of the woman he was kissing, and pressed one side of her waist with one hand, bending her whole body to the side. Pei Yuhan did not struggle, so she was easily pressed down on the table. She faced the table, with her hands bent in front of her. Her waist was pushed up by the edge of the table, and was forced to stick out a perfect curve. At this moment, her dress was half-undressed, which was extremely tempting.
Lin Xuanyan kneaded this delicate body for a while, and after arousing her desire to the climax that was about to ejaculate, he suddenly slapped her delicate buttocks with a loud slap. The instant stimulation came surging, Pei Yuhan raised her neck high, her beautiful eyes widened, and she let out an extremely comfortable moan. She turned her head and looked at Lin Xuanyan with a bit of resentment, as if asking him why he suddenly spanked her buttocks.
Lin Xuanyan frowned, and without saying anything, he lifted up Pei Yuhan's skirt and pressed it to her waist. Pei Yuhan didn't even wear underwear before coming today, so her lower body was exposed in an instant. Even though she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but panic.
"Wait...don't." Pei Yuhan said in a panic.
Lin Xuanyan did not untie his belt and do the shameful thing that Pei Yuhan had imagined. Instead, he asked with a smile: "Master Yuhan, your butt is so soft. Why are you sticking it up so high?"
Pei Yuhan was stunned, and after a moment she remembered their conversation that day, and reacted instantly, so her expression became even more resentful, OK, so you still want to play this game, you really want to humiliate yourself.
But her face was replaced with the cold expression she had when she first met Lin Xuanyan, and she scolded him harshly: "Disciple, what are you doing? Let go of the master!"
Lin Xuanyan said in a sinister tone: "Shouldn't the master teach the disciple what he wants to learn? Today, the disciple wants to learn this, Master, do you have the heart to refuse?"
Pei Yuhan kept struggling with her arms, feeling embarrassed and annoyed: "Let me go, if you continue like this, you will be punished by my sect's rules."
Lin Xuanyan said: "Master, you are joking."
During the conversation, Lin Xuanyan had already started to tear off her skirt, and Pei Yuhan struggled desperately, just like a beautiful master who was about to be raped by her own disciple.
Lin Xuanyan was particularly violent today, and even started to tear the hem of her skirt, regardless of the consequences.
When the skirt was almost completely removed, Lin Xuanyan subconsciously glanced towards the door. He suddenly remembered that Pei Yuhan should not have locked the door when she entered. If an ordinary person peeked, he would naturally notice it, but if someone else was peeping... He looked towards the door cautiously. There was no sound from the door and it was not pushed open by anyone.
Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly froze.
He saw a corner of a green dress fluttering outside the crack of the door.
Pei Yuhan was at a higher level, and after she became slightly more awake, she also looked over. Her mind suddenly became much clearer, because she knew for sure that there was indeed someone standing outside the door.
Lu Jiajing stood at the door and watched for a while, his eyes wandering, not knowing what he was thinking.
Suddenly she heard no movement in the room, and she knew that the couple in the room had discovered her. She did not try to hide anything, and walked in openly.
Lin Xuanyan's clothes were disheveled, his face was slightly red, and he looked at her with a complicated expression.
Pei Yuhan tightened her skirt and adjusted her clothes, revealing half of her beautiful breasts. She kept pulling at her collar to cover them.
She didn't dare to look up at Lu Jiajing. For some reason, she felt like an adulterer caught in bed.
"Why are you looking at me?" Lu Jiajing smiled with an ambiguous smile.
Lin Xuanyan and Pei Yuhan looked at each other in tacit understanding, and then quickly looked away.
Lin Xuanyan calmed down a little and said calmly, "I was just explaining some difficult questions about the way of the sword to Yuhan."
Lu Jiajing laughed angrily: "Do you want to teach me a few more moves?"
The word "招式" is pronounced very strongly.
Lin Xuanyan pretended to be crazy and stupid and said solemnly: "This is natural. Not only do you need to have the moves, but you also need to be able to counter them. Yu Han has just entered the realm of Tongsheng, so it is inevitable that he is not used to it. It is always good to give more guidance to avoid taking detours."
Lu Jiajing praised: "You are really a competent master."
Lin Xuanyan said: "Miss Lu, you are too kind. Um... you came to my room, is there something wrong?"
"Can't I come if I have nothing to do? When did we become so distant?" Lu Jiajing's words were full of ulterior motives.
Lin Xuanyan said: "Miss Lu is definitely not an outsider. I have been through life and death together in the Northern Territory, and I have long regarded Miss Lu as my confidant."
"Heh." Lu Jiajing smiled coldly and reached out to knock on his head: "You can even attack your own apprentice. Tsk tsk, why didn't I see that you are such a good master before?"
Lin Xuanyan and Pei Yuhan looked at each other again, without saying a word, and pretended to be stupid.
Seeing that they were silent, Lu Jiajing said directly, "I'm here to give you a wedding invitation."
"Wedding invitation?"
"Yes." Lu Jiajing explained, "It is said that the son of the richest man here is getting married, and he has sent out invitations to the banquet to announce it to the world, hoping that all heroes can come to attend. Many invitations were sent out in the inn today, and I found two."
Lin Xuanyan asked with a smile: "When did you become interested in these mundane matters?"
"Do you know who the bride is?" Lu Jiajing asked.
"Um?"
Lu Jiajing didn't keep the secret and said directly: "It was the little Taoist nun we saw that day, Jiang Miaoxuan."
"Can a Taoist nun get married?"
"A nun is not a nun, of course you can."
...
In the cold hall, Jiang Miaoxuan stood in front of the mirror. In the mirror, she was wearing a wedding dress that was burning like fire. The peonies, cranes, auspicious clouds and golden beasts on the wedding dress were all made of gold thread. The gorgeous needlework patterns on the trim and graceful wedding dress looked particularly noble. The wedding dress wrapped the exquisite and plump figure of this graceful woman, which seemed to be a perfect match made in heaven.
She stood in front of the mirror for a long time, as she would be married in one hour.
She still hadn't figured out the four words on the note. Her fate had made her dizzy. Was there nothing she could do but admit it?
She took one last look at the note, then placed it on a lit red candle. The candle lit up and licked a corner of the note, instantly turning it into a pile of black powder.
The four words "Nanqin Fenggu" will never be seen again.
She didn't have time to feel lost or disappointed. Before such emotions came, she turned back alertly, because at that moment, she saw another blurry figure in the mirror, not far behind her.
"Who is it?" Jiang Miaoxuan looked back.
At some point, a charming girl in a black dress sat on the carved chair at the door. The girl smiled at her and looked harmless.
Jiang Miaoxuan naturally didn't believe this smile. There were many restrictions outside the hall. How could an ordinary person come here quietly?
Her eyes froze, and she saw the girl's face clearly. She hesitated and asked, "Is it you?"
Isn't this the girl who came to the clinic to see me a few days ago?
The girl in black clothes and black skirt said, "I asked you the other day if I was sick, and you said no. But the illness has been getting worse these days, so I had no choice but to come to you again to ask if I was really sick."
Jiang Miaoxuan didn't know how to respond to the girl's incoherent words.
After thinking for a while, she asked, "What's your illness?"
The girl in the black dress said in a sinister tone: "I seem to be possessed by a ghost."
"Possessed by a ghost? Then you should go find a Taoist priest, why are you looking for me?" Jiang Miaoxuan asked.
The girl replied: "Isn't my sister just a Taoist nun?"
Jiang Miaoxuan was stunned for a moment, then she smiled softly, wondering if this was some old man from another place, disguised as a young girl to play a trick on her?
She suddenly remembered the note and asked, "Was that note written to me by you?"
The girl nodded and shook her head: "Nanqin Fenggu, what a beautiful calligraphy, why did you burn it?"
Jiang Miaoxuan asked: "Who are you? Were you sent by Master to monitor me?"
"Your master? The one called Lu Zan? He has been in seclusion for ten years and thought he had reached the threshold of becoming a saint. He had illusions in his heart, but he didn't know that he had already gone on a different path." The girl was so innocent, but her words were so mature.
Jiang Miaoxuan asked: "If you are the body of some ancestor, just show your true self. There is no need to tease Miaoxuan here."
The girl suddenly straightened her expression and said solemnly: "I am the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon of Shenhui Peak. I have always wanted to find a partner for dual cultivation. I happened to pass by this place and saw Miss Jiang. I thought she was very good and wanted to steal her away and bring her back to my nest."
Jiang Miaoxuan's face was uncertain. She had never heard of Shenhui Peak, let alone the Heavenly Demon Ancestor. She didn't know whether what the girl said was true or not. She just stared at her and observed the changes in her expression.
The girl had already stood up and walked towards Jiang Miaoxuan with her hands behind her back. Jiang Miaoxuan took two steps back unconsciously, but at this moment her Taoism was sealed, so how could she defeat the person in front of her.
"Be smart and don't move, or I will take your red pill right here today." The girl said coldly.
Jiang Miaoxuan did not act rashly, as she was afraid that the crazy girl in front of her could really do such a thing.
The girl looked Jiang Miaoxuan up and down, nodded with satisfaction, and put her hands on her soft breasts. Jiang Miaoxuan's body trembled slightly, wanting to struggle but not daring to, so she could only let the girl play with her proud and upright breasts. She had never thought that her body, which she had kept for so many years, would be touched by a girl of the same beauty.
The girl grasped the breasts and squeezed them, finding the nipples and grinding and playing with them carefully, causing Jiang Miaoxuan's expression to change constantly, but she just pursed her lips and said nothing.
She played with it for a while, but she seemed to have lost interest and even wanted to lift up her skirt. Jiang Miaoxuan was slightly startled and subconsciously pressed her hand. The girl looked at her coldly and said, "Let go."
Jiang Miaoxuan didn't let go, "Stop pretending, you are not the Heavenly Demon Ancestor at all, who are you?"
"Are you asking my name?" The girl said indifferently, "My last name is Ji, and my name is Ji Chanxi."
"Ji Chanxi?" Jiang Miaoxuan always felt that she had heard this name somewhere. Suddenly, she had an idea and remembered it.
"The girl who won the Xuanyuan Dynasty Trial Competition is you?"
"It's me."
Jiang Miaoxuan asked: "Then why did you come here this time?"
"I came to find you." Ji Chanxi said.
"Looking for me?" Jiang Miaoxuan asked, "What's so special about me that you're going to all this trouble?"
Ji Chanxi slapped her butt hard and said, "Everyone says you are smart, but I think you are quite stupid. I chose this time to come here to help you."
Jiang Miaoxuan asked, "Will you take me away? But I am cursed, so what will happen even if I leave here?"
Ji Chanxi said: "Are you stupid? I came all the way here, of course not to take you away for such a stupid thing."
Jiang Miaoxuan's expression brightened slightly. Before this, she had always thought that the curse was God's will, and she had never thought that she could break free.
Suddenly, she saw a white light flashing before her eyes.
Ji Chanxi also looked at the light quietly and said, "Actually, she wants to come to see you. Let her tell you the details of what happened."
It was a snow-white female image, like a spirit floating in the air, with a gentle and lingering glow, and a sense of holiness and solemnity that was natural and natural.
During the decisive battle between Lin Xuanyan and her that day, this female image also appeared.
But no one knows who she is.
Jiang Miaoxuan didn't move at all when she looked at this statue. She just looked at it quietly. It was clear that she didn't recognize the person in front of her, but she shed tears for no apparent reason.
It's like meeting old friends after thousands of years.
The female Dharma image looked at Ji Chanxi and smiled gently: "I'm leaving now. Are you reluctant to let me go?"
Ji Chanxi smiled and said, "Can I still force you to stay? After sending you a thousand miles away, we must say goodbye. You have taught me so many things over the years. You are both my teacher and my friend. It would be best if I could send you back to your hometown in the end."
The female Dharma image said sadly: "Yes, after a thousand years, it's finally time for it to come to an end."
Jiang Miaoxuan murmured while crying: "You are...you are..."
"I am you." The female Dharma image approached her and embraced her with open arms.
Ji Chanxi whispered beside him: "Sister Jiang is really good at medicine. The ghost that possessed me has disappeared."
As the woman's image approached, countless images rushed in like swarms of bees and butterflies, occupying Jiang Miaoxuan's mind all at once.
In that memory, she saw a huge silver-white city and two moons of different phases hanging in the deep blue sky full of stars.
She saw a lot of long silver-white hair, three thousand black hairs hanging down to the ankles, and she also saw two friendly backs, both wearing black clothes and white hair, one was slender and graceful, the other was tall and graceful.
Then the scene changed, and she seemed to be in the abyss where thousands of demons were roaring, and she could hear the sounds of the devil biting and gnawing.
The sea water split into two lines, and those demons emerged from the sea water, covering the sky and the sun like a swarm of locusts passing through.
The waves on the sea surface surged like countless huge whales spewing water, and the cold water rushed towards me.
Then she heard the sound of the piano, which was extremely clear and bright, and seemed particularly moving amid the chaotic dance of the demons.
When the piano sounds started, the devil's howling gradually faded away. The piano sounds were like whale songs, which seemed to be able to ferry people's souls.
A woman with the same black clothes and white hair was playing the piano by the sea.
She couldn't see her face clearly, but could see the harp, which was very large and had more than thirty strings.
This means that the melody of the zither has surpassed the five rhymes of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu, and the music played can only be the sound of nature.
Those demons rushed towards her body like water rushing into a ravine.
The sound of the piano had not yet ceased. The roar of the evil spirit sounded again, as if it was right beside my ears.
Jiang Miaoxuan felt as if the sky was falling apart and the earth was splitting apart, and she could no longer see anything clearly.
But she vaguely knew what the woman was doing.
She used her body as bait to feed the demon.
So in the end, he ended up with a sin that would last for eternity?
She didn't realize it yet, but tears were already streaming down her face.
"My three souls and seven spirits were almost destroyed at that time. The seed of the last soul floated to this small border country like a dandelion and began to grow with difficulty."
"A thousand years have passed. I'm back to find you."
The female Dharma image extended her hand, and Jiang Miaoxuan couldn't help but extend her hand in return.
Ten fingers together.
Jiang Miaoxuan finally remembered her name.
Her name is Nan Qing, and she was once the second in command of Lost Day City.
"So who am I from now on?" Jiang Miaoxuan asked.
Is it Nan Qing or Jiang Miaoxuan?
"You are still you. I won't take away your consciousness, but you already have the power to choose the path you will take in the future." She said softly.
Ji Chanxi watched this scene quietly and finally smiled.
"Congratulations to the Second Master for returning home." Ji Chanxi clapped her hands and praised.
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