When Shaoqing came out of Qiandaolou, she realized that she hadn't put the book back yet, she looked at the storage bag, her face changed, miserable! Where's the book? She remembered opening the storage bag!

Shaoqing wanted to go back and look for it, but when he thought of the stele in Qiandaolou, the stele had the function of viewing, if someone wanted to take something belonging to Qiandaolou out, it would definitely be discovered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then Shaoqing thought that it might be Yanqing who secretly took it from him when he wasn't paying attention at that time.

As soon as Shaoqing thought of this possibility, he sped up his speed to go to Bliss Peak, Yanqing had a bad temper, so don't be caught by her.

At this time, Shaoqing didn't expect that no matter how powerful Yanqing was, she was still a monk who had not been building a foundation for a long time, and it was still a little unlikely that Shaoqing would quietly snatch the books from her when she was very vigilant.

Shaoqing hurried to Yun Miao, didn't think so much for a while, and came to the Hall of Bliss, the four disciples outside the hall saw Shaoqing saluting, and Shaoqing stepped into the main hall.

This purple palace was empty, Shaoqing thought about it for a while, but still knelt down on one knee and saluted, and said loudly: "The disciple is guilty, the hall master has summoned, the disciple has not arrived for a long time, and the hall master is also asked to punish him!" ”

If he wants to punish himself, it is useless to beg for mercy, so he should take the initiative to admit his guilt and ask for punishment.

Obviously, it was only after a while, but in Shaoqing's eyes, it was a long time, and finally, Yun Miao's warm and jade-like voice came from behind the hall.

"Come in."

Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, but ...... Shaoqing looked up at the side door of the hall, which was Yun Miao's bedroom, Shaoqing felt a little awkward, but she still responded: "Yes, hall master." ”

Shaoqing stood up, walked lightly towards his bedroom, walked into the side door, Shaoqing didn't dare to look at it, swept it away, it was full of thick purple, Yun Miao's bedroom was twice as big as himself, the bed, curtains, chairs, tables, and stools were all purple, and Shaoqing was dizzy at this glance, as if he had entered a purple world.

But there was no Yun Miao's figure, Shaoqing had to look at it again, but this time, Shaoqing felt a sense of depression, and she had to lower her eyes and stop looking.

"Hurry up."

This voice is a little cool from the sentence just now, although it is still gentle, but Shaoqing can't help but pay attention to it, he is impatient.

Shaoqing heard the sound coming from the inside, and she didn't notice that there was still a door on the side of the bed just now, she walked over, but she couldn't help but wonder what that room was used for?

This can't be some kind of small dark room, right? It's like the kind of little dark house where Mama Rong the crape myrtle, right? It's no wonder that Shaoqing thinks so, every time she sees Yun Miao being tossed in his hands, Shaoqing sometimes wonders if she is in conflict with Yun Miao's life?

Pushing open the door, there was a burst of steaming, Shaoqing saw at a glance a naked man with his back to his upper body, he was sitting in the pool water, from Shaoqing's point of view, he seemed to be reading a book, there was no doubt that the man who was bathing was Yun Miao.

"The disciple has seen the hall master!" Shaoqing once again saluted as if in the main hall.

"Why is it still the eighth layer of qi refining, it has been such a long time, and I haven't seen the slightest growth."

Yun Miao's voice came from the front, and it seemed a little ethereal, Shaoqing thought to herself, she was either doing a task or competing, how could she advance by leaps and bounds! Thinking of this, Shaoqing suddenly remembered the thing that the Nineteenth Prince gave her, but now is not the time to look at it.

Shaoqing, who thought like this in his heart, couldn't say it like this, Shaoqing said: "The disciple's qualifications are dull, and I ask the hall master to give the disciple some more time." ”

Yun Miao leaned against the edge of the pool, gently turned a page of the book, and said, "Is that mental method still practicing?" ”

Shaoqing lowered his head and blinked at Yun Miao's back, and said, "The heart method given by the hall master, the disciple is cultivating as soon as he has time. ”

Yes, she has been cultivating whenever she has time, but she has not had time recently, so she has not cultivated, and she has not lied to Yun Miao.

There was a sound of water, Yun Miao stood up from the pool, Shaoqing only glanced at it from the time he came in and shifted his gaze, and now he heard the sound of Yun Miao standing up from the water, Shaoqing immediately lowered his head.

In the previous life, although a man's naked upper body was indecent, it was not something that could not be seen, there were many such people in the swimming pool, but this was ancient, and Shaoqing had a phobia of men, so Shaoqing kept hanging his head.

Yun Miao stepped on the steps in the water, Yun Miao, who was wearing white obscene pants, did not look at Shaoqing, as soon as he raised his hand, the obscene clothes hanging on the side automatically flew to him, but in the blink of an eye, Yun Miao's fair skin was covered by the obscene clothes, and the demonic energy dried the wet obscene pants.

Only then did he look at Shaoqing who was kneeling, his beautiful Danfeng eyes had no emotion, but others would only feel that those beautiful eyes at a glance, they were as gentle as green willows in spring, as if he would be willing to let her die as long as he looked at her.

He said, "Since this is the case, then let's cultivate for this seat now." ”

Right now? Cultivate to show him?

Shaoqing was very reluctant in his heart, monks need to be in a safe place to meditate, let alone cultivate the heart method! Yun Miao always likes to do research on himself or something, what is he going to do?

Shaoqing said with trepidation: "No...... Don't dare to bother the hall master, the disciple is just a little maid, how can he offend the hall master here! "As a maid, how can you be qualified to cultivate here!

Hearing this, Yun Miao chuckled lightly and said, "Heh, do you still know that you can't offend this seat?" You've done everything you shouldn't have done, and it's rare that you still know how to be afraid of this seat? ”

Shaoqing was dumbfounded for a moment, yes, just with what she had done before, she could die hundreds of times in the high-ranking Demon Dao Hehuan Sect.

"Since the hall master doesn't mind, the disciple has no choice but to offend." Shaoqing lowered his head and said with a little hesitation, as if he was really afraid of offending Yun Miao.

"Let's put it aside and dress this seat first." Yun Miao said suddenly.

Shaoqing felt her eyelids jump, what did she hear? Could it be that she misheard?

"That's right, it's not faster." Yun Miao's words were an understatement, but it made Shaoqing want to burst into foul language and dress him! Make no mistake! Don't you know that monks should keep their distance from other monks? Didn't he know that he had to be on the guard at all times?

These Yun Miao knew better than Shaoqing, but he didn't think that Shaoqing had the ability to hurt him, and he found that the little demon cultivator he chose was a little different from other demon cultivators.

A demon cultivator with pure blood will not have tears, but she can, and the other female cultivators would like him to look at them more, but this Shaoqing has been afraid of himself since a long time ago, and he has never looked at him more since he came in.

So Yun Miao had this order to dress him, Shaoqing slowly stood up, and her heart gradually became impetuous, Shaoqing knew that she had to suppress this feeling.