Although he had already established his own family, he was entrusted with all matters big and small in the Jade Mansion and was in charge of them.
Now the master has chosen a new disciple for Fu Yu.
He would no longer be able to frequently go in and out of her residence under the pretext of taking care of Fu Yu.
"You still have a lot to learn. Immortal Fu Yu is sexually free. Since you have become her disciple, you must be prepared."
"Thank you for your advice, Senior Brother. Ming Teng will definitely take good care of Master."
Ming Teng feigned respect and bowed, "Brother, if you have nothing else to say, I will go and report to Master."
Report back?
Ningguang frowned slightly, "What did the Immortal Lord tell you to do?"
"this……"
Ming Teng hesitated to speak, "It's not convenient to let my senior brother know."
"Oh."
"You may not know how much Immortal Fu Yu trusts me. If you don't tell me, I will go find her."
A sense of foreboding welled up in Ningguang's heart.
He could sense that Ming Teng was not as kind as he appeared to be, and was devoted to practicing Taoism.
The pair of vertical pupils, which were unique to the demon race, were staring at Fu Yu's bedroom without blinking.
It smells of dirty and cheap shit.
Ningguang turned and walked forward. The perfectly placed smile on Mingteng's face froze and disappeared in an instant.
He raised his hand to block Ningguang's arm, and Ningguang subconsciously blocked it, giving Ming Teng an opportunity to take advantage.
He activated his true energy, followed the force of Ningguang pushing him, and gave himself a blow.
A mouthful of blood foam immediately overflowed from his throat.
Ming Teng took several steps back weakly, "Senior Brother..."
"What's wrong?"
Fu Yu had just come back from her master's place and had just stepped into the mansion when Ming Teng bumped into her arms.
The weak voice carried a hint of resentment.
"Master, please don't blame me. It's all because I'm too weak. I just needed a slight push from you, and I..."
Ming Teng coughed violently several times.
The blood foam splashed onto Fu Yu's plain clothes.
He stained his master with blood.
Ming Teng felt something strange in his heart, and his body became even weaker as he leaned closer to his master, with red eyes.
Ningguang turned pale with anger.
"Immortal Lord Fu Yu, I didn't hit him, he was the one who…"
"Well, he just got bullied and is weak. Why are you trying to pick a fight with him?"
"You go ahead and fix the chain. I'll find you later."
Ningguang's brows were deeply furrowed.
This Ming Teng is indeed not simple.
Why on earth did Master entrust this disaster to Immortal Lord Fu Yu!
Fu Yu wanted to help Ming Teng to the dormitory in the backyard. As soon as he reached Fu Yu's dormitory, Ming Teng's face turned blue and he was out of breath, as if he was about to faint.
Can't move another step.
Helpless, Fu Yu had to take him into her own bedroom first.
Lying on the master's bed, I was surrounded by the fragrance of the master's body.
Ming Teng was really having trouble breathing right now.
Covered with the master's quilt and smelling the master's incense, it wasn't long before the breath he exhaled would also have the faint fragrance of the master's breath.
Thinking of this, Ming Teng's scalp tingled.
He couldn't suppress the urge to transform into a snake and entangle his master.
"Why is your face so red?"
Fu Yu touched his forehead with the back of her hand, lowered her eyes, and saw the scars where the icicle had scratched him.
She found the medicine and applied it on her cheeks little by little.
In an instant, the scars disappeared.
Fu Yu handed the medicine bottle to Ming Teng, "Apply it to your chest wound yourself."
Feeling the gauze on his master's sleeves gradually leaving him, Ming Teng grabbed Fu Yu's hand.
The fingers with distinct joints and excessively thinness slipped into Fu Yu's fingers, and a few trembling whimpers came out of her throat.
"My disciple is in so much pain, Master, can you please apply the medicine on him?"
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Ming Teng: Every day, I suppress my snake nature.