Chapter 239 A Story Too Hard to Explain
Hua Buxiu: "..." Listen to that question?
Is that wicked disciple even human?
Hua Buxiu's ears were burning with rage. He gently curled his fingertips, enduring it again and again, and finally decided to follow the example of his wicked disciple and twist his head.
The corners of her lips formed an extremely distinct and intriguing curve.
His magnetic voice is so sweet it melts your heart.
My heart... turned cold.
"Di Yin and the others are still in the center of the Void Ancient Realm. Do you want to go and check on them first?"
Their mental state these days can be described as increasingly chaotic.
The wicked disciple is blessed.
Good fortune is yet to come.
Hua Buxiu suddenly said this.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Okay, she admits it.
In terms of not being human, the beautiful woman is clearly superior.
Jiang Xianwan held her breath, and her wicked smile froze on her lips.
To be honest, the beautiful woman knew how to hit her sore spot and struck a nerve right away.
It's already difficult to coax a beautiful woman like that.
Yun Weize has been busy lately, and he also has to find time to get angry with Fei Ling.
It's obvious without even guessing that he must have been harboring a lot of resentment.
They can't keep producing them all, they simply can't keep producing them all.
Although Di Yin has the best temperament, he has recently been provoked by Fei Ling's words and is full of grievances, as if he has a tendency to be depressed.
In addition, he misses his son and her, so he is both well-behaved and vulnerable every day. I'm afraid his eyes will well up with tears again when he sees her.
Jiang Xianwan slowly straightened up amidst Hua Buxiu's malicious smile.
After a round, the master and apprentice were evenly matched, with neither gaining an advantage.
but.
The beautiful woman clearly wanted to uphold the authority of the teacher, her smile becoming increasingly suffocating as she relentlessly pursued him.
He watched her with great interest.
"Scared?"
Afraid?
Jiang Xianwan chuckled softly upon hearing this.
Not to brag, but she now has a wealth of experience in dealing with concubines' jealousy and rivalry.
He raised his chin and scoffed.
“Little Emperor, you’ve got to play with me.”
Hua Buxiu first grasped the back of her neck, then moved an inch closer, his smile continuing to bloom on his face, like the most beautiful hibiscus flower in its prime.
His deliberately low, enunciated voice carried a hint of amusement.
He's like a heartless, immoral demon.
"May you be well, your teacher."
The wicked disciple lit the Black Tower of the Demon Realm and personally acknowledged the Fox's status as the eldest son's wife.
She's both a demon queen and a seductive queen.
The fox and that little devil were leaping and bounding about in the channel, showing off day and night.
I'm afraid I won't be able to infuriate the three of them.
Di Yin is now so obedient that anyone who hears of him will be moved and anyone who sees him will be swayed, and he also holds the title of Xingxing's beloved father.
After tireless efforts day after day, it's not hard to see that the wicked disciple eventually softened his heart.
And the relationship with other businesses has been repaired quite well.
However, Di Yin felt guilty and lacked self-confidence. His mind was filled with thoughts of his wicked disciple and Jiang Xingxing all day long, which was driving him crazy.
Yet they had to force themselves to restrain themselves, carefully considering each step as if walking on thin ice.
The Northern Emperor is very easy to coax. If his wicked disciple is willing to say a few words to him, he can happily die on the spot.
The remaining man, whom she had kissed and touched without receiving any comfort, was her brother.
He has already silently gone mad.
Facing the constant comings and goings of the men in her Daoist practice every day, her Daoist heart was becoming unstable.
He gradually declined, like a pearl whose luster had been covered in dust, no longer bearing the slightest resemblance to an emperor.
Last night, when they had some free time, they sat down to drink together. After drinking two cups of wine, Di Yin clutched the jade slip and mentioned his wicked disciple and Jiang Xingxing. His eyelashes were wet with tears, and his eyes were red.
Yun Weize drank cup after cup, but couldn't utter a single fart for ages.
He was drunk, his eyelashes drooping, hugging the wine jar on his knees, his face ashen and faded into the dust.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
In this round, the Flower Beauty had a slight advantage.
The two masters and disciples stared at each other in silence for a long time, their expressions strange. Neither looked at the other, and they stepped out of the room side by side.
With a crisp "snap," before Jiang Xianwan could even take her other foot out, Hua Buxiu grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.
Sure enough, a figure dressed in pristine white appeared in sight.
Hua Buxiu and Jiang Xianwan looked up at the same time, their already indifferent expressions becoming even colder.
Lin Qingran had just arrived when she passed by and came face to face with the master and disciple. After a few seconds of stunned silence, she managed to put on a smile that was absolutely perfect.
She looked at the master and disciple huddled together, a complex expression of both ferocity and fear flashing in her eyes.
As the flames fell upon Jiang Xianwan, suppressing the surging hatred in her heart, Chaohua Buxiu performed the disciple's salute.
Hua Buxiu withdrew his cold gaze after just one glance, and steadied Jiang Xianwan's waist, "Can you walk?"
Seeing that she hopped a few times on her left foot and said she could, he bent down, picked her up, and placed her on a relatively flat rock next to him.
He knelt down on one knee, his slender fingers gently grasping the swollen ankle, and paused for a moment. "You've gained weight."
Jiang Xianwan: "..." May I ask you, are you being polite?
Hua Buxiu's brows furrowed even more. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Su Qingliu and Bai Ziye walking quickly towards him from a distance. He turned his back and said softly, "You wicked disciple, come up here."
Jiang Xianwan's eyes lit up, and she decisively took revenge for her slight defeat earlier, making a sudden pounce.
Hua Buxiu was prepared and, without swaying at all, steadily lifted her up by her legs.
"You unfilial disciple, do you intend to strangle your master and inherit my estate?"
"Do you have any debts related to astronomical figures?"
"...Don't force me to slap you."
"So, this is why I've never had a master's wife?"
That's too rude.
"roll!"
Hua Buxiu pulled out a hand and pressed it against her face, then used it to silence the wicked disciple's sharp-tongued and infuriating lips.
"Hmm... You've entrusted your disciple with a good task!"
Lin Qingran watched the noisy master and disciple enter the house, stood for a moment, and then stopped the Wan Gu Sect disciples who were passing by in a hurry with a cold face.
Where is my master?
Through the simple window, the master and apprentice roughly observed her transformation process.
Jiang Xianwan propped her chin on her hand and watched Lin Qingran leave, muttering to herself, "Sect Leader Wu is truly blessed."
If the disciples they teach truly become World Emperors, it would surely be a great joy for the Eternal Sect in the eyes of outsiders.
Hua Buxiu removed her shoes and socks, held her fair foot in his palm and placed it on his knee, and said leisurely, "I am even more blessed."
He took in a wicked disciple who only comes to annoy him.
"Right? Your disciple isn't bad either, is he?"
Upon hearing this, Hua Buxiu chuckled lightly, while loosening her ankle and casually dragging out his voice.
"It is not bad, otherwise how could I have experienced the feeling of serving others?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
"You raised me, so I will take care of you, Master."
Hua Buxiu laughed in exasperation, freeing one hand to flick her forehead, "If you keep spouting these fallacies to your teacher, I'll skin you alive."
"However, when it comes to Wu Miao, she seems like a completely different person."
Recalling Yun Weize's vivid description, Jiang Xianwan immediately became interested. "You noticed it too?"
Hua Buxiu gave a soft "hmm".
It's a long story.
Jiang Xianwan quickly understood what it meant to be "as if someone had forcibly pinned down on the pillow and humiliated for three days and three nights, teetering on the verge of collapse" and "indescribable".
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