The girl practiced her lips and teeth one by one, and she lingeredly overflowed her lips and teeth.

The temperature of Yu Chen's ear tips was rising and his breathing was a little unsteady. The self-stopping in his eyes was undulating like a storm in the deep sea. He shook off his white hand and pursed his lips coldly.

"impossible."

He replied to the three words "Ranbai" and "bing" with a stiff word, his tone was a bit dark and angry, and his tone was extremely cold: "Don't let me hear this second time."

"Master, don't be angry." Ranbai was calm and licked the corner of his bright red lips with his tongue. The peach blossom eyes were filled with colors, as if they were affectionate: "I'm just saying that, don't you still need the consent of your master?"

"Break the Abyss Immortal Rules and ban the evil technique." He looked at Ranbai coldly, threw a cold and indifferent word, and left directly. The back of Xueyi was spotless and frost-burned and lonely.

The Demon Lord looked at the figure of the Immortal Lord leaving, cold and high, but was teased to the point of running away in panic.

When Ranbai thought of this, he couldn't help laughing.

I can't help teasing.

On the day of the Fairy Sword Conference,

Disciples of Xuanqing Sect interrogate.

Ranbai followed Yu Chen away from Duanyuan Peak.

Because the leader had some discussions before the Fairy Sword Conference officially began, Yu Chen went to Lanyue Peak first.

Ranbai naturally went with the Immortal Lord, and she had no intention of being alone.

Lan Yuefeng, where the leader lives.

There are many disciples.

The gentle and jade-like disciples in white treated them politely and respectfully, and took them to the hall with a gentle tone: "The head of the sect is still at the fairy sword meeting at this time. I heard that the Immortal Lord has arrived and will come soon."

Ranbai glanced at the indifferent immortal king and responded lazily to Yu Chen.

The disciple explained, then stepped down and closed the door for them.

There were only two of them in the room.

Ranbai sat next to Yu Chen, red clothes were flamboyant and lazy. She supported her white jaw and looked at the immortal king opposite her, and smiled. Her dimples were deep, "Master... Will you go and see the fairy sword meeting later?"

No matter where the young immortal king was, he always sat upright. His snow-clothed outfitted with a cool temperament, and he nodded calmly.

"I heard that Master never went to the Fairy Sword Conference in previous years." The girl in red leaned there lazyly, and was the kind of unruly and unrestrained. She was dragging her tone and her tone was unclear: "So this time... Master is looking at me?"

When he was talking, Ranbai stared at Yu Chen with a straight look, his eyes seemingly and not smiling, very aggressive, and his words were a bit unspeakable ambiguous.

Yu Chen's long eyelashes drooped slightly, half covering Qingmo's calm eyes, "You are my disciple, and this is the first time you have attended the Xuanqing Sect Immortal Sword Conference."

He did not answer Ranbai's question positively, but Ranbai could understand the meaning of the words.

"If you see Master, then the disciple will definitely get you the first one." Ran Bai thoughtfully, tapped the table with his fingertips, and smiled, "You can't embarrass Master, right?"

Yu Chen had never paid attention to the fairy sword conference held by Xuanqing Sect before and did not care about the ranking.

If it weren't for Ranbai, Yu Chen wouldn't have paid attention to the so-called discipleship.

He knew very well that the girl's strength and strange body skills were far stronger than what she showed.

"Just do your best." Yu Chen's tone was plain.

Before the head of the sect came back, the sunlight fell on the ground through the window, and the figure of the immortal king seemed to be melting into the halo.

Ranbai looked at the young man's cold and delicate side profile, with a light lip color and a beautiful lip line. Her gaze paused slightly.

"Master believes so much that I can win?" The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were beautiful and shiny, and his lips raised a seemingly slight smile, with a frivolous and joking voice: "But... if Master had promised to practice with his disciple before, maybe I would be more confident now."

“…”

Yu Chen heard these two words unexpectedly, and his fingers were paused. The words that fell into his ears were as lazy as a joke, and the half-joking tone was also ambiguous, which seemed to be true and false, which made people not really separate.

He looked at her coldly, with a cold surface, and his tone seemed to be a little low and angry, and he called her name word by word: "Mo Bai."

The Immortal Lord rarely calls her like this, and once he asks her for a name, he will probably be a little angry.

Ranbai chuckled, "I know."

The girl in red suddenly stood up from her seat, stood in front of Yu Chen's eyes, then leaned over slowly, lowered her body, and bent her knees directly on the legs of the immortal king, and supported her fingers on the armrest of the chair beside Yu Chen. Such a posture directly trapped the person in the seat, with indescribable ambiguity, and the Demon Lord seemed to be kneeling directly on the immortal king.

Seeing the girl's actions, Yu Chen was slightly stunned. He closed his eyebrows and eyes, wrapping up a little, as if the cold river was ice and snow, and his voice was calm and indifferent: "Get up."

"Master will not give dual cultivation..." Ranbai rarely listened to the immortal king in this regard. She bent one knee and knelt on Yu Chen and pressed the person on the seat. She said slowly and slowly. She pinched Yu Chen's white chin with one hand, gently raised her fingertips, and said calmly. She said with a low smile, with an uncontrollable evil spirit in her tone: "Then you must kiss me."

She didn't expect to wait for Yu Chen's answer. She just thought so, so she pinched the person's chin and forced the immortal king to look up and kiss her. Her breathing was slightly scalded and all fell on Yu Chen's face, and her soft and bright red lips fell on Yu Chen's thin lips.

Yu Chen almost subconsciously held his breath, the touch on his lips was clear and soft. His back was stiff, his chin was raised, his neck was long and cold, extending and hiding in the collar of his snow-clothed collar, his collarbone was faintly visible, and it was very seductive under the abstinence appearance. His eyes slowly opened wide, and he ripped his lips and teeth slightly, and his voice blurred a little: "...Are you crazy?"

Here... Lan Yuefeng, the head of the sect, may push the door and enter at any time, bullying his master and kissing him.

No one dares to think about it.

But this guy did everything all of it, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Except for the last time I asked Yu Chen, Ranbai had never really kissed the Immortal Lord again after that. How could he stop easily this time? She half-kneeled on the Immortal Lord, looked at the young man's cold and delicate appearance with long eyelashes, licked the corners of his lips, and while Yu Chen was speaking, he directly pushed his lips and teeth, and his voice turned and he was mute with sand: "I don't have a disciple."

"Master, please treat it as encouragement from the Fairy Sword Conference." The girl in red bent her eyebrows and stroked her chin with her fingertips. The touch was cold and delicate, "I want to ask for a kiss."

The breathing was plundered in a few moments, and the two of them were entangled. Yu Chen leaned against the chair and was pressed there. A beautiful mist slowly appeared in his calm and indifferent eyes, showing a bit of mist. He reacted extremely young and helplessly, and even had a little confused obedience, so he could only let Ran Bai's unrestrained movements.
Chapter completed!