Chapter Ninety-Five: The Honorable Master

The beauty of that face was something they had never seen in their lives, and compared to her, the surrounding fairies were overshadowed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"It's so beautiful, even if it's a senior sister, it's not as good as her. ā€

"Don't say it's a senior sister, even if it's a master, it's a lot inferior. ā€

"Haha, I'm going to make up my mind about this woman, I want to take the lead first, and I will join her in the spiritual skills of this sect. ā€

"You're so beautiful, why are you the first to come out on top?"

For a while, several male fairies quarreled constantly, and they almost fought.

And several female fairies didn't look at these male fairies at all, their eyes were shining, and they only stared at the man in the waterhole. The thick arms, the tight chest, and the solid back made the hearts of the fairies pound.

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After Vinland left, he unfolded his body and galloped towards the southeast.

She walked against the wind, the soles of her feet touched the grass on the ground, the green silk swayed slightly, and the wide white clothes flew behind her, she was really a fairy who flew against the wind.

In a moment, Vinland galloped nearly ten miles, came to a stone wall, and stopped.

This stone wall looks like nothing unusual to the naked eye. However, those who have done major repairs will notice that the five elements here are chaotic and the qi of heaven and earth is unstable.

In general, this kind of place must be strange.

Wen Lan stood in front of the stone wall, frowning slightly, and there was a hint of strangeness in her eyes. After a long while, her expression froze, and the strangeness in her eyes disappeared.

She raised her right hand and pressed it against the stone wall. A green gas, emitted from the palm of her hand, disappeared in the stone wall.

Then, she bowed down and said, "Master, the disciple has something to do." ā€

After a while, someone in the stone wall suddenly whispered, "It's Vinland." Come on in. The voice was made by a woman, so soft that it seemed to have a magical power, and it made people tingle when they heard it. Even Vinlan couldn't help but feel uneasy when she heard this voice.

At this moment, the stone wall in front of Vinlan gradually melted, revealing a hole two feet long and wide. Vinland stepped into the hole. As soon as Vinland walked in, the entrance to the cave gradually disappeared again, and finally returned to its original stone wall.

As soon as Vinland walked inside, she suddenly felt a strange fragrance. It was not dark inside, the sun was shining overhead, and a path was lined with exotic flowers and plants, blooming with colorful flowers, and the fragrance emanated from these flowers.

A stream of water, with a crisp sound of water, flowed beside the path. The water is crystal clear, and many fish can be seen swimming in it.

In short, the fragrance of flowers here is impressive, the stream is clean, and compared to the outside, this is a real fairyland.

At the end of the path, there is a hut. Wen Lan walked to the front of the house, knocked on the door, and heard a woman inside say softly, "Come in, Wen Lan." ā€

Vinlan pushed the door gently, she didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear that it would ruin the tranquility of the place.

This house is so clean that not even a speck of dust can be seen.

There is an embroidered chuang in the house, and a light veil covers the embroidered chuang, and through the light veil, a figure can be seen, reclining on the chuang.

The rest is nothing, but this embroidered chuang is particularly large, enough to have the size of a normal three or four chuang shop.

The man on Chuang slowly stretched out a hand and reached out from the light veil. The fingers of that hand were pointed, crystal white, and as beautiful as a jade carving.

The index finger of that hand was lightly hooked twice, as if full of temptation, "Vinland, you come, you come." ā€

Vinland's soul seemed to be out of control, and she couldn't help it, attracted by the finger, and approached the embroidered chuang.

The light yarn was slowly lifted by that hand, and a woman wearing a white yarn appeared on top of the embroidered chuang. The woman's age, that is, eighteen or nineteen years old, is a good time for a woman's youth.

The white gauze was almost transparent, hiding her graceful and gentle posture in it. That figure was almost perfect, without even the slightest flaw, looming under the white sand, full of infinite temptation, even Wen Lan, a female disciple, looked at it with straight eyes, and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva in her throat.

The woman's face was even more beautiful. A light smile appeared next to the corner of her mouth, which made people feel tempted.

As if by magic, Vinlan stared blankly at the woman, forgetting what she was doing here.

Suddenly, the woman let out a shallow laugh, "Hehe......" She seemed to feel that she was out of shape again, and hurriedly covered her lips with the back of her hand. The movement seemed to be hurried, but between the manners, it was extremely elegant, as if it were natural.

"Vinland, don't you have something to do, why are you standing here and starting?"

Wen Lan trembled, then came back to her senses, bowed down and said, "Master, there are two people, a man and a woman, who have floated into our Immortal Valley in the magma. How to deal with the two of them, please also ask the master to instruct. ā€

The woman laughed softly, her voice as beautiful as a yellow warbler. "Huh...... And such coincidences? How do they cultivate?"

"The man has more than 30 qi and the woman has more than 20 qi. ā€

"Ouch......" the woman sighed softly. In this sigh, the whole heaven and earth seemed to lose their color. "Alright, bring that man here, and I'll teach him this skill. As for the woman, I will reward you with those juniors. ā€

"Remember, give that woman the holy medicine to disperse, so that the woman will be deeply impressed by our divine skills and willingly become a disciple of our sect. ā€

Wen Lan bowed and said, "Yes." As soon as she heard the name Qi Xiangsan, Wen Lan only felt a tremor in her heart. However, she disguised it so well that the woman did not notice it.

The woman waved her hand slightly, "Go ahead, Vinlan, I'm a little tired of being a teacher." With that, the woman slowly closed her eyes, showing a lazy look. It's the same beauty, but it's just a different temperament.

Vinland exited the room and stepped outside.

At this time, cold sweat seeped from Vinland's forehead. Vinlan didn't dare to wipe it, retreated to the stone wall, and after forming a handprint with both hands, she opened the stone wall and walked out of it.

As soon as the wind blew outside, Wen Lan noticed that not only was cold sweat oozing from the corners of her forehead, but also cold sweat on her back and thighs.

She glanced at the stone wall before turning around and speeding away the way she came.

After Wenlan left, the woman turned over and sat up from the chuang, got down from the chuang, and walked to a wall.

She stretched out her hand and flicked it gently, and a pale yellow aura surged out of her hand. When I got there, the wall was as smooth as new, like a mirror.

She walked to the mirror and stood for a moment, looking at her beautiful and delicate appearance in the mirror, and couldn't help but smile on her face. Obviously, she was happy with herself.