Vol 2 Chapter 71:

Three days later, Chu Yun arrived as scheduled.
The young man in front of him was dressed in a white robe, slender and dust-free, and he looked like Yujie Songzhen. He smiled at Chu Wuqing and said, "How are you doing Wuqing's words?" What a well-dressed beast.
After Chu Yunshu came in, the maidservants of the Hou Mansion had all stepped back while he waved, leaving only two of them in the huge study. I don't know who is the master of this mansion!
Chu Wuqing didn't raise his eyes, but concentrated on spreading paper and writing.
Xia Feng blew the window lattice hunting and hunting, and lightning fell one after another, but he was not affected at all, and his whole person was calm, focusing only on the pen tip.
The coldness from the bones is extremely holy, as if outside the world, you can't look up and touch.
It wasn't until a piece of paper was finished that Chu Wuqing raised his head sarcastically, "What do you think?" His cold eyes enlightened life.
But it fell in Chu Yunshu's eyes, but only felt extremely soft, like a spring breeze entwining willows tickling his heart, scratching his throat, and his whole soul became lighter.
"Yeah!" Chu Wuqing's wrist suddenly shook, and the strokes were crooked. "It still doesn't seem to work," sighed. "Sir, do you want to teach me?" When he said the word "Mr. It softened, revealing a trace of admiration that Chu Yunshu had never seen before.
Even if he knew that this kind of emotion was absolutely impossible to appear on Chu Wuqing, Chu Yunshu was still addicted to this feeling, unwilling to withdraw from it.
Chu Yunshu stared at Chu Wuqing with a smile, and his eyes were full of soft colors. Even if he knew that there might be fraud, he still walked forward, leaned to Chu Wuqing's side, and reached out to hold the other's hand.
The young man’s fingers are very slender. It is obviously summer, but there is not a drop of sweat. On the contrary, it is as cold as cold jade. People can’t help but want to hold it in the palm of the hand, thin...
"Sir, do you want to taste it?" Chu Wuqing turned her head and glanced at Chu Yun. His pupils were clearer than a baby, but they could arouse the most sinful desire/hope in people's hearts.
Chu Yun was slightly surprised. For the first time in his life, his body reacted before his mind, and he kissed the boy's fingertips almost without hesitation.
The taste is better than imagined.
He couldn't help but kissed up greedily, wanting to taste the skin hidden in his deep clothing, whether it was as delicious as naked or exposed.
"Disciple, do you know what you are doing?" Chu Yun raised his head slightly, with bloodthirsty gleam in his beautiful eyes, "You can't escape, you invited to taste it as a teacher."
Chu Wuqing finally realized what he had provoked, and regretted that he wanted to grab the door and escape, but he couldn't hold back the young man who practiced martial arts.
"Chu Yunshu, you are abnormal, are you not afraid that my father knows?" Chu Wuqing scolded bitterly.
"Are you talking about your little servant?" Chu Yun suddenly realized, "So this is the method you came up with as a disciple? Want your father to see you being forced by me? It's a pity... he should now Already asleep, you can't do it anymore."
Chu Wuqing's body fell into Chu Yunshu's embrace, and the man's hands were like steel, and he was firmly imprisoned in it. There was an unabashed desire/look in his eyes, and his eyes looked like A wild wolf who is hungry to the extreme.
Chu Wuqing wanted to speak, and his eyes were full of boundless coldness. Before the words of cursing were spoken, Chu Yunshu leaned over and kissed him.
The light-colored lips of the young man in his arms opened, revealing his white teeth and a beating red tongue. Chu Yunshu held Chu Wuqing's head with one hand, and stretched out his tongue while Chu Wuqing's teeth were wide open. Siege, extremely fierce.
The foreign body's invasion made Chu Wuqing's body extremely tense, but the young man's body was the most unbearable. Even though his heart was ashamed and angry, his tongue danced with Chu Yunshu disobediently, embarrassed. The sound of water.
Soon, the light-colored thin lips of the teenager were slightly swollen by the crushing and sucking of the youth, revealing a bright red color, and even the corners of the lips were shed crystal water stains due to prolonged kissing. The original cold expression was also affected by the body. The unstoppable heat dissipated, and his cheeks rose flush.
Even his mind became blurred, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by Zhuozhuochun water, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a moving glow, and even the exposed snow-white neck had the meaning of powdery pink.
"Um, no, don't..." he struggled weakly.
Chu Yun's eyes were obsessed, and there was a hint of gentleness in his original rude gesture. He pulled out his tongue and kissed the corner of Chu Wuqing's lips, trying to lick the crystal clear water from the corner of Chu Wuqing's lips. This kind of movement is very gentle, but Chu Yunshu made a sense of indescribable eroticism.
Chu Wuqing's unstruck body could not withstand such a provocation, the confusion in his eyes grew thicker, and he even let out a gasp of affection against his own intention.
Chu Yunshu was overjoyed in his heart and relaxed his restraint on Chu Wuqing. He just pressed the young man's waist and completely pushed the young man on the desk, swaying his pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the floor.
Such a posture completely opened himself, Chu Wuqing was embarrassed, but the lips that ignited the flames of his body had already kissed the corners of his lips to the lower jaw, and then followed the lower jaw to the sensitive neck, gradually It's where the collar is tied.
However, the heavy clothing did not block the intruder's pace at all, but became more vicious.
However, his body was uncontrollably invaded/excited, and he even stood up slightly uncontrollably, giving birth to an impulse to abandon the moral integrity and send the part under the clothes into the mouth of the criminal.
"Qingqing?" Chu Yun was slightly surprised. The boy's reaction was all in his insight. Chu Wuqing actually didn't hate him, at least Chu Wuqing's body did not reject him, and their future was not without hope.
Suddenly immense joy was born, Chu Yunshu thoroughly let go of his confinement to Chu Wuqing, and said softly: "Don't be afraid of Qingqing, I like you, will we live in seclusion in the future...I will never bully you again? Now, listen to everything..." However, before the words were finished, the pain suddenly spread from the heart, and a strong smell of blood filled the surroundings.
He looked down, Chu Wuqing looked up, and his expression was still so cold. There was no emotion in his eyes. The previous emotion was hard to suppress as if it was just an illusion! Only the dark blade that Chu Wuqing held in his hand was extremely clear.
"Wuqing..." He took a deep look at Chu Wuqing, his eyes faintly showing a sense of sorrow, as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his eyes helplessly.
With the death of Chu Yunshu, the entire illusion collapsed...

At almost the same moment, Luo Ningchuan also felt that Chu Wuqing had broken the illusion in the Nine Heavens.
The wine glass he held carefully in his hand fell in surprise, and he was reluctant to take out the wine he had tasted for a hundred thousand years and spilled it on the ground.
"How is it possible?" Luo Ningchuan muttered incredulously. His trial of the Ninth Heaven's phantom array was actually cracked by a small Maotou during the foundation period!
This talent is beyond belief.
The reason why he wanted to accept this disciple was definitely not because of his aptitude and understanding, but because of an agreement with an old friend! This is his only contact with his dead old friend.
You should know that when you have cultivated to their realm, you will live forever, and the only thing you want to pursue is who first breaks through to become the first immortal monarch, you don't have to collect a disciple to inherit the mantle and trouble yourself.
If he really wants to accept disciples, let alone the real celestial beings flying up from the lower realm, the celestial beings below the seventh heaven will come, even if they are just a named disciple.
The mortals in the lower realms, the most talented, are nothing more than cultivating to ascend. Compared to true immortals, what is Chu Wuqing a genius among mortals?
In his estimation, even if Chu Wuqing is outstanding, it will take five years to break through his illusion, although the illusion is five years, the outside world only has one day.
But who could have expected that less than ten days after entering the phantom formation, Chu Wuqing would completely destroy the phantom formation!
"It seems that I have to use the Xiajie trip." Luo Ningchuan said solemnly.

As the illusion collapsed, the surrounding darkness resumed once again, still the original appearance without the slightest aura.
"What, isn't there a chance reward?" Chu Wuqing was disappointed, knowing that he had experienced even the most terrible things in the illusion, and he didn't have the great chance that he had initially guessed.
Is this the fate of supporting actors?
"Little guy, what opportunity do you want?" Suddenly, a smiling voice fell from nothingness.
Chu Wuqing had never heard such a vague voice. It was illusory and unreal, like flowing clouds in the sky. It was so lonely and noble that people did not dare to look up, but it was so light that it would drift away with the wind in the next moment.
Chu Wuqing looked towards the source of the sound in surprise, only to see a spot of light slowly spreading, gradually illuminating the entire black tunnel.
The man in white has stood in front of him at some point.
There is no spiritual fluctuation in the man's body, and he can't even feel the breath of cultivation, just like a mortal who has never cultivated.
But when he stood here, he seemed to be integrated into the laws of heaven and earth. Heaven and earth are born because of him, and laws arise because of him, so mysterious and unpredictable.
"Are you?" Chu Wuqing was extremely excited.
Then he saw that the man with the bones of the fairy wind was actually stunned there.
Luo Ningchuan was indeed taken aback. He didn't expect that his little disciple would have such an appearance.
From ancient times to the present, after a long period of time, he has never seen a beauty... but there has never been a look that can make him take a look at it, and he will take a look at the beauty.
But the moment he saw the little disciple, he was completely amazed.
It is not only the beauty of appearance, but also a kind of aura, a unique aura, which perfectly combines the beauty of description and the transcendence...like heaven.
No one can resist when such an unimaginable beauty pounces on the face.
Especially when the little disciple was still looking up at him with a sense of spring and with wet eyes full of desire, he felt that his heart seemed to be severely pulled...
After a few breaths, Luo Ningchuan calmed his mind and asked, "I am the head of Li Heng Tian Luo Ningchuan, you would like to be my disciple."
Chu Wuqing was overjoyed, and immediately bowed to the ground, and said solemnly: "The disciple has seen Master."
As he bowed down, Chu Wuqing was pulled off his loose outer shirt and slipped down, revealing the dense hickeys on his neck, shocking!
How could this be? Luo Ningchuan was frightened, but he didn't detect any abnormalities in the little disciple. Could it be that the phantom array he laid out went wrong? Obviously he is a phantom array randomly created by the weak disciple Dao, how can it involve passion/desire?
Luo Ningchuan took back the illusion image and took a look, Xian Yi's steady face instantly turned pale.
Knowing this long ago, he would not set such a test anyway. Even if all this is illusory, he still tolerates that his little disciple cannot be tainted by an illusion.
"Wuqing," Luo Ningchuan sighed, almost holding Chu Wuqing from the ground in a half-hugging gesture, and with a light touch with his fingers, Chu Wuqing's clothes became neat again, showing signs of ambiguity. Also disappeared.
Looking at the handsome young disciple in his arms, Luo Ningchuan felt this kind of worry for the first time in his heart...The appearance of his young disciple would definitely arouse the prying of countless men and women. However, according to the law of heaven, as a high-ranking celestial immortal, he cannot be in the lower realm, unless he abolishes his cultivation base and reincarnates, or descends to re-practice the false cultivation base. This kind of □□ can only stay in the lower realm for twelve hours, it is impossible to protect the little disciple.
"I have been cultivating the Tao for hundreds of thousands of years and have never had a disciple. You are my first disciple and my only disciple. Today I will condense what I have learned in my life into Taoism and convince you, and give you an insight ." I only hope that you can gain your reputation and let anyone dare not invade you.
Luo Ningchuan raised his right hand and moved forward slightly.
With this pointing, it seems that the heavens and the earth are distorted and separated, the sun, the moon and the stars can be picked up, and countless laws are stripped from everything in the world, crossing the long river of time and space, and finally turning into countless small streams converging in Luo Ningchuan. The tip is refined into a Tao fruit.
"Meditate." Luo Ningchuan said loudly.
When Chu Wuqing heard this, he closed his eyes cross-legged, and his brows were a little painful, and the fruit penetrated into his brows and turned into a shocking good fortune.