100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 610

[Chapter 610 Why are disciples so obedient (20)]

There was severe pain in his body, but the young Qing Jue’s eyes were calm, he poured the tea calmly, and then stood obediently behind Immortal Venerable.

He lowered his eyes, his fingertips whitish.

This happened from time to time, and he didn’t know why. However, it always reminds me of being called a monster when I was a child…

He knew that he had blood-colored eyes, a delicate lotus shape between his eyebrows, and a bright red color.

When the master took him back to Xianshan, he had to cover it up.

Could he really be a demon…

Thinking of the incompatible relationship between immortals and demons, the young man lowered his eyes and his expression became quiet.

Don’t cause trouble to the master.

If it’s a demon, you have to hide yourself better…

The fair-skinned fingers were vaguely clenched, and the young man lowered his eyes and bit his thin lips, forbearing the severe pain in his body.

just got out of control…

The uncontrollable emotions and rationality caused the surging power in the body to explode in an instant… Fortunately, he can control it, but it will only hurt a little.

It’s nothing.

The young man lowered his eyes, but his fingertips were suddenly touched.

He was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes, saw Immortal Venerable in white frowning at him, then turned around and said goodbye to the others.

“Master…” He pursed his lips.

“It’s alright, go back with Master.” Yu Chu patted the back of the young man’s hand lightly, and after saying goodbye to the Immortal Venerable next to him, he led him back to the top.

“What’s the matter, what’s wrong?” As soon as she entered the palace room, she asked with a frown.

The young Qing Jue was stunned for a while, his body was still in severe pain, but his beautiful eyes were bent, and he replied softly: “There seems to be some kind of power in the body… It’s different from Xian Li, and I don’t know what it is.”

Yu Chu frowned, and then without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to pull the boy’s snow-white collar, unbuttoned a few buttons, and in the staring eyes of the other party, he took off his shirt, revealing his white collarbone and skin.

“Master, Master…” Xuan Ling raised his hand, but he didn’t dare to resist, he could only watch the clothes being pulled down, and the juvenile’s crystal earlobes were slightly crimson.

He whispered again: “Master?”

“Yeah.” Yu Chu replied casually, his fingers covered the line of the boy’s fair and beautiful abdomen, and he frowned to sense the interaction between the immortal power and the magic power in his body.

As soon as her fingers were covered, the young man froze for a while, and his delicate cheeks flushed instantly.

He turned his eyes, his expression remained calm, but his face was blushing, staring at the decorations of the palace.

Yu Chu retracted his hand, and noticed the pretty boy’s blushing cheeks with his head down, and a pair of clear ink pupils looked up at her, giving rise to a sense of beauty for no reason.

“What are you looking at?” She habitually flicked the boy’s fair forehead.

Xuan Ling raised his hand to cover his forehead, but curved his lips to reveal a warm and beautiful smile, tilted his head, “Master looks good.”

“…”

No matter how you repeat it, it’s still very flirtatious.

Yu Chu coughed, helplessly.

With the end of the big competition, Xuan Ling’s name was completely resounding in Xianmen.

Not only the title of Feng Zun’s disciple, but what is even more shocking is that an immortal cultivator with average aptitude, after cultivating for just a few years, actually suppressed Xiao Qinghe, the eldest disciple of Xianmen, without the ability to fight back.

The last blow, if Xiao Qinghe conceded defeat in time and one of the Four Immortals blocked it in time, that sword was no joke – it could have killed Xiao Qinghe.

Not to mention the suppression of the cultivation base – it is not a general suppression, but one that can directly take people’s lives.

You must know that a well-matched confrontation and a smooth defeat like a destructive force represent two completely different levels of strength!