Wen Jingge looked like she'd seen a ghost; she suspected she was hallucinating.
She's just a tool; you can use her if you can, but you absolutely cannot rely on fate.
Yes, only this statement is correct.
Golden Crow, three-legged golden crow, sun, auspicious beast.
However, the one she caught was quite ferocious!
Considering these anomalies, does it mean that the fight just now wasn't over yet?
Raven feathers.
Oh, I understand.
Wen Jingge smiled slightly, closed her eyes, and tightened her grip on Liang Si's hand. "Are your junior brothers still there?"
"Yes, I am." A voice came from the darkness.
"Do you know?" Wen Jingge pulled him closer, "You are my favorite disciple."
"Master, I know."
"No, you don't know!" Wen Jingge pulled him closer, almost face to face, "You don't know how much I feel sorry for you, how much I feel sorry for you, how much I feel troubled for you."
"Master..."
"Therefore, among my disciples, the one I pay the most attention to is not your second junior brother, but you."
"Master..."
"Come here, let Master give you a good hug."
“Master…” Liang Si resisted the hug, but Wen Jingge wouldn’t let go. “You’re my sweet little cotton-padded jacket, how can I hug you?”
"Master, the relationship between men and women is not appropriate."
"Then why are you putting a fake me on the bed?" Wen Jingge said as she impatiently unbuttoned his robe.
“…Master.”
"Be good, let your master pamper you. It will be quick, and it won't hurt."
"I……"
In the dimly lit space, soft breaths filled the air. Wen Jingge asked in a low voice, "Was Master's service comfortable?"
"Comfortable……"
"Look, you can't even breathe."
"Mmm~ Master~" Liang Si murmured shyly, her voice filled with fascination, "Master~"
"Hey! Good child, your master is here!"
Suddenly, Liang Si felt someone pat him on the back, and he shuddered.
"Light up!" He heard someone clapping, and dawn broke.
Then, he froze.
"Was it good?" the man asked him.
Wen Jingge still wore that harmless smile, her clothes intact, while he...
How does it feel to kiss yourself?
Liang Si shuddered slightly, but still smiled. "Master, are you joking?"
"It looks similar at the beginning, but not at the end." Wen Jingge took out a mirror. Liang Si in the mirror had an eagle's face, covered in black feathers, and his clothes were disheveled. He was a beast.
"Liang Si" covered his body, and slowly his body caught fire, turning into the image in the mirror, while the image of himself that he was holding gradually turned into a handful of ashes.
"Master..." At this moment, Wang Xi moved her body, and her face also began to burn.
Wen Jingge frowned, then flicked her fingers again. This time, instead of rain, the wind picked up.
The fire was extinguished.
“What I see now should be the most real, right?” Wen Jingge turned her head to look at the birdman in front of her who was covering his body. She raised her eyebrows slightly and saw the confusion in his eyes. Her mood improved for the first time. “The disciples of Xuanyun Sect are now wearing flying fish robes, which are embroidered by embroiderers from the nearby area. But the flying fish robes of my disciples are different.”
"What's the difference?"
"I added some things, and others can't imitate them."
"You haven't even reached the ninth rank! Yet you dare to spout such arrogant words!"
"Then how did I come to have disciples?" Wen Jingge looked at his three legs, and as soon as his gaze swept over them, he covered his legs with his robe. "Outer mountain elders must be at least of the sixth or seventh rank."
"With so many magical treasures on you, don't you have any self-awareness about how you got this position?"
"Now that I've answered your question, little friend, shouldn't you tell me why we should play the game of 'the darkest place is under the lamp'?"
"Darkness under the lamp?" He clearly didn't understand. Seeing the woman looking at his legs again, he simply snapped his neck out. "Whose fault is it if you want to kill me! I've fallen into your hands, don't even think about insulting me!"
"You seemed to enjoy that kiss just now!" Wen Jingge didn't give him any face, lifting his leg that was in the middle, just as she was about to examine it, she saw Jinwu roll on the spot, wrapped in his clothes and clinging to her body, like a virtuous woman being forced.
"Me! I'm kissing myself, what's it to you?"
"Oh." Wen Jingge wasn't going to let him off the hook. "Kiss yourself, then call me?"
"What's wrong with you, woman? I was just teasing you a bit!" His neck was red. "Do you really mean it by humiliating me like this?"
"That's interesting!"
"You, you, don't you care about your disciple at all?"
"Not over there?" Wen Jingge pointed to the row of stunned listeners behind her. "Well, there are three now."
Wang Xi: "Master, my eldest and second senior brothers have disappeared!"
“I know.” Wen Jingge nodded, pointing to the bird-man on the ground. “Isn’t that what I’m asking?”
Disciples: ...
This isn't a question, it's blatant flirting!
"Master, can you untie us?" Wang Xi asked again, adding angrily, "You're so biased! You used to coax me into being your little darling, how come I'm the senior brother now!"
"With plenty of cotton-padded coats, you won't be cold in winter!"
Wang Xi: ...
"Master is biased."
“Master isn’t just biased!” Wen Jingge said while removing the talismans from the three disciples’ bodies from a distance, continuing to stare at the birdman’s legs. “Master can be single-minded, multitask, be indecisive, and be completely focused on his own things.”
Wang Xi rubbed her sore legs and ran over, no longer angry. "Senior Brother is too mean. We were just slow to react, and he still put us in a bind."
Wen Jingge found her expression amusing and pinched her cheek. "Do you know what it means to have no external things on your mind?"
She sighed, and seeing that Jinwu was also curious and eavesdropping, she took the opportunity to grab his leg, "Speaking of which, now that your leg has turned into a human's, where exactly is it located? Let me see!"
“I’m curious too, Master.” Yuan Qingling squeezed in on her own initiative. “I’ve never seen a Golden Crow before, let alone a Golden Crow with its feathers plucked. That makes it even more unusual.”
"You beast!" Jinwu cursed, then suddenly transformed back into his bird form.
Naturally, he was completely bald; apart from his face, Wen Jinge didn't leave him a single hair.
"Hurry, hurry, junior sister, grab her quickly!"
The Golden Crow regretted it; it felt even more ashamed in this state.
A white, fluffy figure was pinned to the ground. Wen Jingge was pulling at his legs, asking her disciple, "Nannan, do you know how to tell the male and female of birds?"
The golden crow kicked out with its three legs, rolled its eyes, and pretended to be dead.
Nan Nan's eyelids twitched when he was called out. He hadn't recovered from the shock just now. He almost thought that his master was really going to do something to his senior brother.
His face was flushed and his body temperature was high. He originally wanted to say something, but somehow he changed the subject, "Master, what happens after the mind is free of external things?"
"And then!" Wen Jingge noticed his expression and, unusually, offered a bit of encouragement amidst her seriousness, "you won't be the little Xuan Master you are now."
"Hmm." He suddenly closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, revealing a pale purple light in them.
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