Mozun just wants to steal the teacher

Chapter 9 Midnight Private Meeting

Halfway through the stretch from the waist to the hip line, a hand suddenly reached out and pinched his wrist with great strength.

With a dull pain in the wrist, Yan Huiqing frowned displeasedly, lowered his head, and met a pair of cold eyes.

The person who was sleeping soundly has opened his eyes, his pupils are bright, without the slightest drowsiness.

Tang Juan was unexpectedly polite: "Your Excellency visited late at night, why?"

I took off your pants, what else could it be for.

Yan Huiqing calmly looked at him calmly, "Guess."

"If you don't eat a toast, you will be fined. Don't blame me for being rude to you."

"You're not polite to me? You can't beat me, why do you want to be rude to me?"

Tang Juan: "..."

Angry.

"If you don't say anything, I will call someone."

Tang Juan lowered his voice and warned, "I am the apprentice of the Supreme Immortal, so what if I can't beat you, my master is here, can you be rude to you?"

Yan Huiqing almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and blinked playfully: "Yes, it's very possible."

Baby, your master has come over.

He loosened his curled fingertips, and the hooked obscene pants instantly bounced back onto Tang Juan's buttocks with a "snap".

There was no sound in the room, but this one was especially loud.

Yan Huiqing lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a little turmoil in his calm eyes.

The obscene trousers were stuck under the waist and abdomen, revealing a faint dent, and the buttocks were particularly upright due to the swollen beating.

Looks good to knead.

Tang Juan became furious, and lifted his pants: "Look, I've dug out your eyeballs!"

Yan Huiqing chuckled softly: "Dig it, and let you repay your kindness with revenge."

Tang Juan's expression changed, he grabbed the collar with his backhand, and pressed him on the bed: "What are you here for?"

He really couldn't ask the question "Why are you taking off my pants?"

Yan Huiqing relaxed his body, without any sign of struggling: "Come and give you medicine."

The beating was severe last night, and he was grimacing in pain during the apprenticeship ceremony. With Tang Juan's personality, he probably wouldn't care about it.

Tang Juan looked at him suspiciously: "Take medicine?"

"Well, the medicine is in my arms." Yan Huiqing directed him to take out the ointment from his clothes, "I saved you in the secret realm before, and found that your buttock was injured, so I brought the medicine here."

There were many incomprehensible characters on the long tube-shaped ointment. Tang Juan read it to make sure he had never seen such a strange medicine.

Yan Huiqing taught patiently: "Pinch the round cover in front, turn it counterclockwise and twist it open."

Tang Juan pondered over the ointment and loosened his grip on Yan Huiqing.

Left and right people have advanced cultivation, if you really want to attack him, he can't do anything except call someone.

Yan Huiqing stretched her wrist, but was still lying on the bed.

The bed was not soft, it was only covered with a thin layer of quilt, and after lying down for a long time, it became very uncomfortable.

She obviously had a pampered face, but her life was rough.

Yan Huiqing sighed inwardly, turned sideways, and changed into a more comfortable position.

"Can't open."

Tang Juan pinched the lid and twisted it, but it didn't open, and he pulled it out suddenly.

The ointment was broken in the middle, and a large lump of green ointment was squeezed out, and fell on the bed with a "click".

Yan Huiqing's forehead twitched, this thing is a trial kit he stole from the system, and there is only one copy.

Good guy, he was directly fucked up by this prodigal child.

The ointment is semi-solid and quickly melts into a sticky water when it flows into the hands.

Master Mozun shrunk his neck guiltily: "Is it opened like this?"

Yan Huiqing looked at his little face pretending to be calm, and the anger in his heart dissipated completely, and he sighed: "Come here and lie down, and I will give you medicine."

Tang Juan wanted to refuse, but swallowed the words: "Is this medicine really useful?"

After all, the butt really hurts, and I can only sleep on my stomach.

"After applying it, the swelling almost subsided when I got up the next morning." Yan Huiqing scooped up the ointment that fell on the bed, "Hurry up, it will melt away if you wait a little longer."

Tang Juan snatched half of the remains of the ointment: "I'll do it myself."

It's too embarrassing for someone to put medicine on their buttocks. Master Mozun's self-esteem burst out and he couldn't bear it.

"Are you sure you can get it? You broke the medicine, and I only have this tube. If you don't apply it well, your injury will not heal tomorrow."

Tang Juan was a little shaken.

Yan Huiqing made persistent efforts, and said: "You are a big man, why do you look like a little girl, you are both men, are you afraid that I will treat you lightly?"

Who looks like a little girl!

Master Mozun got angry, passed the ointment directly, pulled down his pants aggressively, and lay down on the bed: "You come!"

The roar was so majestic, Yan Huiqing was stunned for two seconds, and raised the corners of his lips.

It's quite aggressive.

The light in the room was dim, and Yan Huiqing's fingertips quenched the spiritual fire, illuminating an inch of the bed.

He dipped his fingers in the ointment and carefully spread it on the red and swollen wound. As soon as the cool ointment touched the skin, it melted and penetrated immediately, relieving the burning pain.

Tang Juan twisted restlessly: "It's so cool."

"Don't move, you'll be fine soon."

Yan Huiqing didn't dare to look around, pressed his waist, controlled the urge to do something, and quickly spread the ointment evenly.

This posture, this candy is not fortified, it is really a crime.

While applying the medicine, Yan Huiqing spurned himself, not looking like a man at all.

He didn't expect to meet someone with the face and body he wanted, nor did he think that he could bear being Liu Xiahui.

The ointment was absorbed quickly, and Tang Juan sat up.

Yan Huiqing secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but it wasn't that damn seductive pose.

Hooligans also have to have a limit, not to mention Tang Juan's thoughts, he himself is only interested in teasing, and he can't do something like a bully.

At the moment of the Spring Festival, what is important is the gratification of two feelings.

Two big men squeezed together on the bed, a little cramped.

Tang Juan moved back: "Are you a demon cultivator?"

Yan Huiqing chuckled: "That's right, I rescued you in the secret realm last night and sent you back here. I also gave you the cheat book and the magic weapon to hide the magic energy."

"Where are the people in the secret realm last night?"

"died."

Yan Huiqing threw the cloth to wipe his hands on the ground, with a half-smile: "I dismantled him into pieces, and threw his limbs in different places. There is not even a whole body."

The protagonist who is kind enough to hold back the bones for the puppet corpse, will he think that his methods are cruel?

Yan Huiqing was very curious.

"Where is the soul?" Tang Juan was not frightened at all, and said earnestly, "You dismembered him, but you just killed the body. With his level of cultivation, he can easily find someone to take his body away, and let his soul fly away." Just do it."

"Besides, dismembering the body is too cheap for him. He has to be cut into pieces, skinned and cramped, hung up, exposed to the wind and sun, and left to dry."

Yan Huiqing's expression was complicated, and there was only one thought in his mind: Fortunately, Tang Juan didn't know that the person in the secret realm was him.

The system, which had been silent for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore, and reminded: "Tang Juan is a demon master, and demon cultivators have always been known for their cruel methods. He is the most powerful one among demon cultivators, and he is not a good thing."

"This kind of bad thing can also be the protagonist?"

"Everyone is looking for excitement now. As long as they are handsome and strong enough, the villain can also be the protagonist, and don't you think it's more enjoyable?"

"...I don't think so, thank you."

Yan Huiqing sorted out his mood: "I shattered his dantian, he has no possibility of taking it away, he is already dead."

Tang Juan sighed, "That's it."

Yan Huiqing: "..."

Don't act so pity, okay?

The picture of Tang Juan soaked in blood and looking crazy appeared in his mind, and Yan Huiqing suddenly realized that it was not unacceptable.

The innocent, ascetic and cold beauty has turned into a black-hearted and ruthless overlord, it's just... a bit cute in contrast.

After asking the most concerned question, Tang Juan began to look carefully at the person in front of him: "Why are you wearing a mask and not showing your true face?"

Yan Huiqing: "I'm used to it."

for fear of death.

"May I ask your honorable name?"

"Yan Huiqing."

The name of Supreme Immortal Venerable did not appear in the novel, Yan Huiqing used his real name without worry.

Tang Juan said it silently in his heart, and cupped his hands: "I'm Tang Juan, thank you Brother Yan for your help."

"Small matter." Yan Huiqing asked first, "You are a demon cultivator, why did you appear in Yuelingzong?"

Tang Juan's expression froze for a moment, and he smiled dryly: "Brother Yan is also a demon cultivator, why are you here?"

Yan Huiqing: "I heard that the scenery of Yuelingzong is one of the four wonders in the cultivation world. I came here admiringly, and wanted to see it."

After a few half-truths and half-fake chats, Yan Huiqing left.

I just came here tonight to confirm my identity and play hooligans by the way, I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion if I stay for a long time.

After leaving the room, Yan Huiqing returned to the retreat room and left the Yuanyuan Xingyuan directly.

The system is puzzled: "Where is the host going?"

"Stroll around casually." Yan Huiqing pretended not to see the divine sense following behind him, "It's no wonder he believes it just based on my few words."

"Since Tang Juan doesn't believe it, why make up a false identity?"

The system didn't agree with this at first, and Yan Huiqing fooled it so that it would be more convenient to help Tang Juan become the best in the world, so it let go.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, he will still use me." Yan Huiqing stretched his waist, "The identity of the demon cultivator is not OOC, I can help him better."

What the Supreme Immortal could not do, Yan Huiqing could.

After walking around Yueling Mountain for more than half a circle, guessing that it was almost done, Yan Huiqing speeded up and shook off the little tail behind him, and returned to Yuanyuan Xingyuan.

It is almost dawn, and the morning light is faint.

Yesterday I told Tang Juan that I was going to retreat, and after returning to the retreat room, Yan Huiqing fell asleep.

He ran around in the past two nights and didn't get a good night's sleep. He was terribly sleepy and was ready to make up for it.

Not long after falling asleep, there was a sudden loud noise outside, shaking the ground.

Yan Huiqing woke up suddenly: "An earthquake?"

System: "No."

Yan Huiqing was angry about getting up, and would be extremely irritable when woken up: "Then what happened just now?"

The system euphemistically said: "It's... the protagonist's love blossoms."

Yan Huiqing's eyes were gloomy, and after a while, he smiled: "Very good."

The peach blossoms are blooming, right? I'll fucking pinch them all for you.

The author has something to say:

Brother Yan: Destroy flowers with hot hands.

In the original novel, Tangtang is the attribute of a heartthrob, and because of the appearance of Brother Yan, this attribute will change by a billion...