Yue Qingling wiped the stray hairs from his face and said nervously, "I...I'm fine now, so I'll come down first."
After he finished speaking, he started to get nervous.
Huang Xinyan quickly encouraged him, "It's okay, you have to hang in there!"
Leng Feiran gave him a strange look, then walked down to his side, bent down and looked into his eyes.
Huang Xinyan: "Don't be afraid, make eye contact with her."
Yue Qingling mustered her courage, her eyes darting around uncertainly.
Leng Feiran gave a mischievous smile: "You've changed your ways today, haven't you?"
Following Huang Xinyan's script, Yue Qingling softly said, "This disciple knows that I have committed grave sins and have failed to live up to Master's cultivation and affection. Now, I wish to make amends, so I have come to the basement hoping to gain Master's forgiveness..."
"stop!"
Leng Feiran didn't believe him at all and interrupted him directly.
She stretched out her fingers, pinched Yue Qingling's chin, looked her up and down, and said with feigned doubt, "Are you not sick? You little mortal are quite delicate these days."
Yue Qingling took a deep breath and mustered his courage...
"Ling'er, you're playing with fire!"
Next comes the part that nobody likes to watch.
...
Two weeks passed quickly.
Yue Qingling and Huang Xinyan couldn't find even the slightest opportunity.
Leng Feiran remembered the exact time he sealed his spiritual platform, and she needed to confirm that Yue Qingling had sealed it again.
Otherwise, I'll go inside and teach him a lesson.
To prevent Huang Xinyan from being discovered, he had no choice but to extend the contract for another month in front of Leng Feiran.
Everything has returned to square one.
Yue Qingling now has another person who needs his care: Huang Xinyan.
However, Yue Qingling gradually became more open about her actions.
What kind of storm can a mortal stir up in a demonic cult?
He tried to run away, but he couldn't get very far.
Moreover, he was bound by the Azure Dragon Tendon, making escape impossible.
On this day, Yue Qingling, wearing the waist tag given to her by Leng Feiran, wandered aimlessly around the family compound behind the mountain.
We need to survey the terrain, right?
After walking a few steps, he leaned against the wall to rest.
Being tortured like this every day is something no ordinary person can withstand.
Just as Yue Qingling was leaning against the wall, catching her breath, a slightly androgynous voice sounded behind her.
"Is that Junior Brother Yue?"
Yue Qingling turned around and found that it was Shen Rongrong, the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect.
He was about to bow when Huang Xinyan quickly said, "Qingling, quick, seduce her!"
"Huh?" Yue Qingling was slightly taken aback.
Seducing the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult?
What is this auntie thinking?
Before he could react, Shen Rongrong was already standing in front of him, her face cold as she said, "Are you Junior Brother Yue Qingling?"
Having nowhere to avoid it, Yue Qingling could only respectfully bow and say, "Yes, hello, Senior Sister."
"brush!"
Shen Rongrong grabbed Yue Qingling by the neck and pinned him to the wall.
Yue Qingling had no ability to resist at all; he could only hold onto Shen Rongrong's hand tightly, hoping to pry her off.
But it was to no avail.
He's not much different from an ant now.
Shen Rongrong said with murderous intent, "Little Immortal Venerable of Yunlin Mountain, you look so weak now? I dare not be your senior sister."
Yue Qingling struggled to breathe, and said in a hoarse voice, "You...you can't kill me..."
"Why can't I kill you? You caused our Qingyue Sect to flee to the Netherworld, and now you're clinging to our master's side. You're a true male calamity!"
"If I don't kill you, wouldn't our Qingyue Sect be facing certain death?"
Shen Rongrong hated him intensely.
The force in his hands increased.
Yue Qingling's hand suddenly loosened.
Fine, let her strangle me if she wants.
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