bullyxtreme Chapter 159: Vicious Master (1)
Chapter 159: Vicious Master (1)
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After returning to the system space, Shanyue did not stay for long. He just took a quick look at the plot of the next world.
Of course, this was before it became a high-risk world. As for what it would become after she entered, no one knew.
Including the identity of the tasker, it is also randomly assigned by the heavenly consciousness of that world.
[Main mission: Bring back four missioners to the best of your ability. ]
[Side quest: Please maintain the character settings of the assigned body characters. ]
Two short tasks, 008: [Host, rest assured, I will definitely protect your safety. ]
[Protect yourself well. If you have nothing to do after entering, stay in the system space.]
Although he knew that 008 was not a new system, Shan Yue still reminded him, "Okay, let's go in."
[After this is completed, you should be able to get it. ]
[Host, you must remember me. ]
[It's okay. As long as I'm close enough to sense it, my memory loss shouldn't have any impact.]
The host was not understanding and thought that it seemed that the host had lost his memory when he met him, so it was nothing.
[Okay, let's go.]
The white light disappeared here, and a little while later a stream of data stayed on the system side, turning into a letter waiting for the visitor to read it.
"Attention, missioner, please note that the world is about to collapse. Please ensure your own safety first."
It was a belated reminder from the System Administration, but it was obvious that this reminder was no different from no reminder. Shan Yue didn't care.
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Qing Xuanzong.
The disciples who were coming and going rode the wind in the air. They saw the emerald green mountain peaks in front of them. The spiritual energy was rich and condensed into mist at the top of the mountain. Ordinary disciples would feel their meridians unblocked just by getting close to it.
The team was full of young disciples, and looking at the mountains they passed by, they couldn't help but reveal a bit of curiosity.
"Brother, is that Elder Yue's mountain?"
"Hush!" The leader, whom the young disciples called "brothers", quickly signaled them to keep their voices down. He spoke only after they had ridden the crane around the mountain.
"That's Elder Yue from our sect. We should not discuss it too much in private."
That senior brother didn't dare to say much, but instead had a mysterious expression on his face. The rest of the disciples didn't need to say much, as they immediately knew who the person was when they heard Elder Yue.
Elder Yue is one of the elders in charge of Qingxuan Sect. He is arrogant and mean, and often scolds and punishes his disciples.
Anyway, his reputation in Qingxuan Sect is not very good.
Moreover, this Elder Yue is most averse to people talking about her appearance. She usually wears a pitch-black mask, which looks quite creepy.
Many disciples speculated that it was because the other party was disfigured that he developed such an extreme and twisted personality.
As a central figure discussed by the young people in this industry,
At this time, inside the palace, it was magnificent and splendid, the glazed tiles glowed in the sunlight, and the lights in the palace were lit by immortal candles from the deep sea.
It also illuminated the magnificent decoration inside the hall. A row of thousand-year-old spiritual beads were hung on the top beam, hanging down to form what mortals call a bead curtain.
It also obscured the figure on the noble couch above.
Everywhere is luxurious and filled with gold, jade and brocade.
It doesn't look like a monk's training palace, but rather a style that mortals would like.
But my master has always been like this.
Xiao Qing lowered his eyebrows calmly, knelt in the middle of the hall, his back straight like a pine or cypress in the frost, with a lofty temperament.
In fact, there was a flash of sarcasm in Xiao Qing's eyes. There was no such thing as arrogance. It was just that the other party would be particularly reluctant to slap this face when punishing him.
It was said to be a punishment, but when Xiao Qing thought of the other party's eyes, he found it funny that an elder was actually jealous of a disciple.
If he told others about it, they would probably think Xiao Qing was going crazy.
But Xiao Qing knew clearly that he was not crazy, and that his nominal master accepted him as a disciple only because he was jealous of him.
The dress was a long black dress that trailed the ground, a type of dress that monks rarely wore.
And that equally black mask.
Xiao Qing suppressed his hatred every moment, and even when he was punished, he did not forget to let a trace of sarcasm pass through his heart.
I'm afraid that the other person has developed this kind of mentality because of his disfigured appearance.
But what does it have to do with him? Anyway, in the future...
The cold voice, as if it was deliberately changed by magic, was strange and ethereal.
Just like what the elders did this month.
"Do you realize your mistake?"
"I know I am wrong, Master, please punish me."
This punishment comes almost every half a month.
Under the mask, the woman seemed somewhat pleased, "Not bad."
"Then reduce it a little today."
It was a rare occasion when the other person was in a good mood, so Xiao Qing did not show any emotion.
"Spiritual whip punishes oneself."
The Spirit Whip is a magical weapon that Elder Yue always wears on his body. When used as an attacking weapon, it is extremely ruthless.
It does not diminish its power when used as a punishment.
Snapped--
The spiritual energy in the air was floating lightly, and the brown whip was waving in the air without any instruction.
Elder Yue was just half lying on the couch.
From Xiao Qing's perspective with his drooping eyebrows, he saw only a piece of black hair that looked like the most vicious human heart.
It is long and falls to the soft ground, winding into a very beautiful curve.
Soft and beautiful long hair.
How disgusting.
After realizing that this thought had flashed through his mind, Xiao Qing despised himself fiercely.
If he had a choice, he would definitely inflict his own suffering a thousand times more on this vicious Elder Yue after he became powerful.
Master, she is not.
In the hazy consciousness, the spirit whip automatically stopped and turned into a stream of light that wrapped around the woman's waist.
Xiao Qing now has a lot more abilities than before, but he still needs to lie dormant.
Now he was pale and looked extremely weak, but in fact he was even more adept at pretending than the first time.
He even had enough energy to see the woman's movements from the corner of his eye.
The whip was wrapped around the woman's waist, outlining a very slender waist.
It is so thin that it cannot be grasped with one hand, which makes the other half of the figure look even more slender. It is undoubtedly the figure of a beauty.
Xiao Qing sneered in his heart. So what? No matter how beautiful a person is, in Xiao Qing's opinion, they cannot shake his will.
After realizing that he was paying more attention to Elder Yue than before, Xiao Qing immediately lowered his head. He was not looking over because of the other party.
It is because knowing both yourself and your enemy that you can win every battle.
Shan Yue lazily leaned on the bed, "This is all for your own good, Xiao Qing, you still need to temper your temper more."
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