In the dormitory, the crisp slap sound is endless.

Chu Yun's face was full of anger, and he was still angrily questioning when he hit Mu Guyan's buttocks. The sound of majestic shouts echoed throughout the room.

And Mu Guyan's whole person was almost stunned.

Feeling the tingling pain coming from the buttocks, Mu Guyan was extremely ashamed and angry, but the original pale pretty face was ashamed and angry, and his heart was full of disbelief?

"You... You dare to hit me?"

She is the palace master of the Sword Immortal Palace, and how many people respect her like a god. has the status of a royal family, even the other lords of the eight palaces categorically dare not have any disrespect to her, and even her father and mother will definitely not fight.

But Mu Guyan never thought that this bastard bastard in front of him would dare to spank her ass?

In her life, Mu Guyan had never suffered such humiliation.

Mu Guyan's whole person was almost mad, and he scolded Chu Yun viciously: "Bastard, you dare to beat me, I am the master of the Immortal Palace, you are a disciple, and you actually beat the master of the palace?"

Mu Guyan was like a kitten that had been stepped on by his tail, but he couldn't stop struggling when he was pressed on the bed by Chu Yun, and the voice full of resentment rang out immediately.

However, Chu Yun didn't pay attention to him, the slap rose and fell, and kept falling on Mu Guyan's buttocks.

This Lord of the Immortal Palace is in extremely good shape, even through the dress, Chu Yun can still clearly feel the fluttering softness under the long skirt. It made Chu Yun's heart flutter for a while.

However, as soon as this distracting thought appeared, it was suppressed by Chu Yun.

He Yunyang Immortal Venerable is a righteous man and gentleman, how can he have such a dirty mind.

But~

Paralyzed, that feels really good.

Chu Yun slapped a few more times.

Syllable!

Smack!

Bang Bang Bang ~

The loud slap echoed, but Chu Yun asked again: "The deity asks you again, do you drink or not?"

Mu Guyan's eyes were still red, and a pair of delicate bodies had stopped struggling, but the whole person was lying motionless on the bed, and let Chuyun pat him. But vaguely, Chu Yun heard Mu Guyan's low sobbing voice.

Mu Guyan, who has always been extremely noble and high, has now been spanked. Mu Guyan couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart after all, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Chu Chu looked pitiful, where was there still half the majesty of the palace master of the Sword Immortal Palace, and she was aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law who had been beaten by her husband.

Chu Yun didn't expect Mu Guyan, a palace master, to cry like this, and he didn't make any effort, he just wanted to scare her. Who made this woman have no heart and lungs, and she didn't even take medicine. If you really die, how can you learn the Nine Palace Sword Technique?

But who would have thought that Chu Yun would slap him a few times, and Mu Guyan would cry.

With such a serious injury before, this stubborn woman was so strong that she didn't cry, she just beat her a few times, and she cried?

Chu Yun was also a little at a loss, where did he dare to spank her again. Hurriedly comforted: "Lord Palace, I am also good for you." Who told you not to take the medicine?"

"Bastard, you go. I don't want to see you. Mu Guyan burst into tears and shouted at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun smiled bitterly and spread his hands at Mu Guyan: "Okay, I'll go." I'll leave after you drink the medicine. ”

While speaking, Chu Yun brought the medicinal soup to Mu Guyan again.

Originally, Chu Yun thought that Mu Guyan would not drink it, but who would have thought that Mu Guyan would be so simple this time, and he would take the medicine from Chu Yun and drink it in one sip. Then the reddened beautiful eyes glared at Chu Yun fiercely, and the angry voice let Chu Yun go with infinite resentment.

Seeing this, Chu Yun was speechless: "Palace Master, do you hate me so much?"

"Let's go~" Mu Guyan didn't seem to want to see Chu Yun for a moment, and shouted loudly at Chu Yun with red eyes.

Chu Yun had no choice, so he left.

After Chu Yun left the dormitory for a long time, Mu Guyan stopped crying. But the more Mu Guyan thought about being spanked by Chu Yun just now, the more embarrassed he felt, and even in the end, he secretly took off his dress and turned over to look at the part where Chu Yun was poisoned just now, and the tears that had just stopped suddenly flowed down aggrievedly.

"Woo, it's all red..."

The palace master's eyes were red, and his words were full of resentment and grievances.

She swore that she would never forgive Chu Yun for the rest of her life.

Sure enough, in the next few days, Mu Guyan was always practicing his sword, ignoring Chu Yun, and no longer playing the piano for Chu Yun.

No matter how clever Chu Yun was, Mu Guyan always turned a deaf ear, and never gave Chu Yun a good face with a cold and pretty face, like a child who was angry with adults.

"What a tsundere woman, it seems that this is a big deal..."

Chu Yun was also very helpless, with a wry smile on his face. He spanked her that day, mainly to make Mu Guyan have a better memory and stop not taking medicine. But who would have thought that there would be a grudge.

Ignore it.

Anyway, the second form has already been obtained, and Chu Yun can't use her for the time being.

So, in the following time, Chu Yun began to comprehend the second form of the Nine Palaces Sword Technique, and after trying to understand it, he immediately went to learn the third form. And Mu Guyan is also studying the second style of swordsmanship, and he is trying to comprehend the essence of this swordsmanship.

After all, she had only learned a form before, and she was still some distance from being fully controlled.

That's it, one day, two days ...

Until nearly half a month passed, Mu Guyan ignored Chu Yun all the time, except for resting and recuperating from his injuries, he danced the sword in the forest alone.

The breeze is gentle, and the autumn leaves are falling.

In the deep forest, a holy woman in a white dress, holding a seven-foot long sword, swinging the sword like rain, the sword aura is vertical and horizontal.