Chapter 141 I Don’t Know If I Can Hold On
Chapter 141 I Don’t Know If I Can Hold On
At dusk, Chu Xinqiao arrived.
Seeing Haotian lying quietly on the bed, he pressed on him directly.
She wanted to be smacked right away.
Naturally, Haotian pushed his face over.
"Don't you have a big competition? Don't postpone it. It would be best if you could start it in about seven days. I want my disciples to start a new experience."
Haotian went straight to the point and talked to Chu Xinqiao.
Chu Xinqiao agreed immediately and even said that if she liked, the entire Lingyuan Palace could be given to her.
Haotian just shook his head calmly: "You can't sleep here today, I need to accompany my apprentice."
Chu Xinqiao put her face close to him, eyes watery: "Ah (frustrated) Really?"
Haotian didn't recover, so she moved closer: "Really? Really?"
It was almost pasted, and Haotian nodded helplessly.
When Chu Xinqiao was sure about it, he was so sad that he seemed to have accepted his fate.
Then she rushed over, stuck to Haotian, and lingered for a while. Haotian also let her linger.
Finally, Haotian issued an order to expel the guests.
As Chu Xinqiao walked away, he smacked her lips sweetly.
Only Haotian was left with a blush on his face.
Damn it, it’s so painful to lose my cultivation.
After Chu Xinqiao left, a high-level meeting of the sect was held overnight. All the peak masters except Haotian and the peak masters who were away were present.
Chu Xinqiao also directly stated: The competition between the peak masters of Lingyuan Palace has been advanced and will be scheduled for seven days later.
After giving instructions on the relevant matters, Chu Xinqiao went straight back to his room.
The room was now completely new because of the last time Han Qin had a fit and under Chu Xinqiao's torture, Han Qin finally took responsibility for everything and decided to clean the room.
Now Han Qin was lying obediently on the bed. Seeing Chu Xinqiao coming, she raised her buttocks.
Chu Xinqiao pounced on Han Qin and hugged her, crying: "Wuwuwu, she, she won't let me sleep with her."
Han Qin hugged Chu Xinqiao and kept rubbing her hair, as if coaxing a child.
My boy, you are not far from becoming a mortal.
The world ruled by my surname Han is coming soon.
"Oh, dear, dear, I'm probably just shy." He was still coaxing Chu Xinqiao.
However, just after Chu Xinqiao left, the peak masters in the hall started chatting with each other.
At first glance, wow, there are hundreds of people, and not a single one of them is not at the immortal level.
At this time, if a mortal passed by and saw these immortals talking, he would start to wonder if he was dreaming.
So many immortals are enough to prove the strength of Lingyuan Palace.
The strength of Lingyuan Palace is absolutely top-notch, because the palace master is the legendary true immortal. Although she seldom shows up, many peak masters rarely see her either.
Everyone knows that Lingyuan Palace has a true immortal palace master, but there is also an absolutely forbidden area. No one can enter and disturb the palace master's forbidden area even if they die.
The competition organized by the Palace Master was even larger in scale than the one hosted by Fu Shengruo.
Although the martial arts competition held by Fushengruo is open to the entire immortal world, for a behemoth like Lingyuan Palace that is backed by true immortals and has a peak master who is also a mid-level immortal, only a few peak masters are interested and send their disciples to attend. Some even show no interest at all.
Therefore, many geniuses do not take Diefang and others' rankings seriously, and even look upon their exaggerated fighting power with suspicion.
However, there are indeed a few hidden geniuses here.
Perhaps, it could cause some trouble to Diefang and the others, and Haotian himself taught them sword dance just to ensure that they were capable of handling this fight.
Many peak masters were amazed at the palace master's unparalleled beauty and grace.
When they returned to their respective peaks, they summoned their favorite disciples.
"You are my first disciple at Tianji Peak, and you have great skills. Remember, this competition was initiated by the Palace Master, so you must not hide your incompetence."
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"Little Sixteen, our Sword Peak is depending on you."
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"No, Master? Are we from Yaoyi Peak also participating? Isn't this a competition? What are we going to do? Hit people with a stove?"
"This is an event organized by the Palace Master. If you don't go, I'll break all three of your legs!"
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"Master, I think that in this competition, you only need to be careful of the Saint Girl. Although I don't know if the Saint Girl will participate, take these resources and practice hard within seven days."
"Yes, Master."
Similar scenes appear on various mountains, big or small.
Each peak master interviewed the disciple he most anticipated.
However, the news of the sect competition soon spread to everyone, except for a few people on the small hill.
Their minds are not on this.
Diefang and the others were all thinking about how to get close to their master tonight.
Soon, the night was deep and Wenxin could no longer suppress her restless heart.
Finally, the four decided to go find their master together.
Then Haotian watched the four people walk into his room in unison with determined looks, holding their pillows and quilts, and climbed firmly onto the bed.
Good, good, it looks like they all came here with the determination to die.
After lying on the bed, several people said that it was not too crowded, but there was not much space either.
Diefang and Wenxin were on each side of each other, and they made eye contact to confirm each other before lying down.
Well, done!
At this time, Haotian was lying down, not lying on his side.
Diefang and Wenxin came right up to him, yes, they came right up to him.
One person hugged one of Haotian's arms.
"Master, let's squeeze in, otherwise Xiao Fangying and Xinyu will feel crowded."
Feeling his arms being bound, Haotian wanted to roll his eyes.
If only I hadn’t cultivated enough!
Feeling squeezed is your lie.
When the two saw that Haotian didn't resist at all, they pressed closer and hugged him too much.
Diefang: As expected, Master didn’t wear anything too thick at night. I can still vaguely feel Master’s smooth skin. I’m so happy.
Wenxin: Master smells so good, is so soft, and is so comfortable. I love it so much.
Haotian, who was hugged by the two men, simply gave up resisting.
"Seven days later, there will be a sect competition at Lingyuan Palace. All four of you must participate."
Diefang quietly put her legs into Haotian's bed, but she said, "Then... Master, will we get a reward if we win first place?"
And quietly began to put his hand inside her pajamas.
Haotian just felt a little itchy.
The same is true for Wenxin, just like Diefang.
After Haotian felt it, he instantly understood that the two had planned it out. Fortunately, the two did not go to any place that violated taboos.
Two traitors!
If it weren't for the fact that I don't have any cultivation now, I really want to hang you two up and beat you!
Damn Xiao Hei! Next time she comes, I will make her wear black stockings and tear them up to relieve my hatred.
After Haotian's repeated warnings, Diefang and Wenxin finally behaved themselves.
However, they had already crawled into their own beds, and were pressed tightly against the two of them.
In the end, all the reluctance turned into helplessness.
"Remember, the competition will begin in seven days. Someone will come to find you then. You all need to practice diligently recently. Just sleep like this."
Haotian finally sighed and decided to just go to sleep.
They... maybe they just like to be close to me, even though it's a bit disrespectful.
Late at night, Haotian felt the girl's body temperature and fell into a sleep in a daze.
However, both of their hands were originally placed on Haotian's waist.
Diefang's was moving slowly upwards, while Wenxin's was moving slowly downwards.
Only Xiao Fangying and Xinyu fell asleep soundly, smelling the faint fragrance in the air.
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