Quick Wear: White Lotus Strategy Diary

Chapter 141 The Cold Senior Sister Ran Away from Home 19

With four more elders, Situ Qian can now concentrate on thinking about how to provide more training for the disciples in the academy.

As for the disciples who withdrew from the Sword Sect, some were accepted and the other part was rejected.

Those who were rejected did not make a fuss and left quietly. After all, they were very clear about what they had done in the past.

Three days later, Jing Yumiao stood among the disciples with a confused look on his face.

In fact, he could have followed along in the practice, and there was no need for him to stand so conspicuously here...

The main thing is that no matter how thick-skinned he is outside, he can't stop all the students in the academy from looking at him with mocking eyes!

Thinking of this, Jing Yumiao silently looked at the culprit Situ Qian on the podium.

But when he saw Situ Qian standing on the podium with a serious expression, Jing Yumiao's temper disappeared.

Okay, he will just listen to Qianqian.

In addition, news spread that the leader of the Beastmaster Sect had defected to the Demon Clan.

On the day when Situ Qian and Jing Yumiao were surrounded, the sect leader that the man in black mentioned before his death was exactly the sect leader of the Beast Taming Sect.

The Beast Taming Sect was disbanded, and most of the disciples joined the Monks' Academy.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect, each holding a divine beast-taming ring, and they fell into deep thought.

The academy's magic weapon was purchased wholesale?

In addition, every sword cultivator has a divine spiritual sword in his hand.

Disciples who practiced forging also found that rare materials were available in abundance.

With the forged protective equipment, the disciples' safety is better guaranteed.

The disciples who make alchemy are grinning from ear to ear every day. There are all kinds of spiritual plants in the courtyard, and they can also go to the academy to learn about alchemy recipes that have long been lost.

Baihu was also very busy. He recruited many younger brothers from the hill and trained them every day.

Suddenly, everyone in the hospital was involved, and Jing Yumiao was devastated.

"Qianqian, am I useless?"

Jing Yumiao was dejected. No matter how hard he practiced, he just couldn't show any joy.

Situ Qian walked over and gently lifted Jing Yumiao's chin with his fingers, and the boy's handsome face enlarged in front of him.

Jing Yumiao looked at Situ Qian in confusion, but did not resist.

"Does Yu Miao really want to improve his cultivation?"

Situ Qian withdrew her fingers and suddenly moved her face close to Jing Yumiao.

They were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Jing Yumiao couldn't help but hold his breath, too nervous to breathe.

"You haven't answered me yet." Situ Qian raised her hand, and her fingertips slowly slid down to Jing Yumiao's rolling Adam's apple.

"I, I want to." Jing Yumiao's ears were steaming, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Situ Qian's rosy lips.

Good, very tempting. Jing Yumiao couldn't help swallowing.

Situ Qian: "Okay, I'll help you."

"What, what?" Jing Yumiao looked puzzled.

When I came to my senses again, Situ Qian had already led me back to the bedroom.

"Spiritual practice can help you improve your cultivation~"

Situ Qian placed Jing Yumiao's hand on her slender waist.

Jing Yumiao's face turned red all of a sudden. Qianqian said she wanted to practice spiritual practice with him?

The palm of his hand on Situ Qian's waist also felt a little hot, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Do you want it? Hmm?" Situ Qian looked straight at Jing Yumiao.

Jing Yumiao only felt that Situ Qian's eyes were so alluring that his bones and blood were trembling.

Seems excited?

Jing Yumiao resisted the temptation and looked away.

"Don't, don't be so shallow."

Jing Yumiao was startled by her own hoarse voice when she finished speaking, and her face turned even redder.

"Don't what? Is it like this? Or... like this?"

Situ Qian deliberately used her warm fingertips to stroke Jing Yumiao's chest and abdominal muscles.

Jing Yumiao grabbed Situ Qian's hand. "Stop, stop making trouble."

He really couldn't bear it any longer, his body longed for her so much.

Jing Yumiao didn't want Situ Qian to suffer any injustice because of his obscurity.

Jing·Silly White Sweet·Yu Miao couldn't tell who was eating whom at this moment~

"Don't you want it? Huh?" Situ Qian leaned forward and gently kissed Jing Yumiao's Adam's apple.

"you……"

Jing Yumiao couldn't help but hold the person in his arms.

"Jing Yumiao~Are you a man?"

Seeing that Jing Yumiao was still restraining himself, Situ Qian made a provocative statement.

It has come to this? How can you tolerate this?

Jing Yumiao picked up the person and carried him to the big bed.

The shadows overlap in the gauze tent...

"Hiss... Jing Yumiao! Are you born in the year of the dog?!"

"Wang~"

"Depend on!"

"Silly dog! Can't you be gentler?"

"Qianqian, you need to concentrate on your spiritual practice."

Well... this repair will take seven days.

When coming out of confinement, Situ Qian looked haggard, while Jing Yumiao next to him was full of energy.

"Qianqian, I just became a god."

Jing Yumiao looked at Situ Qian expectantly.

Situ Qian: ...

He turned around decisively and closed the door in one go.

Jing Yumiao: ...

"It turns out that once you get something, you won't cherish it."

Jing Yumiao curled his lips and muttered, then silently returned to Fu Zong.

Qianqian was angry, so she went back to her father to ask for some gifts to comfort him.