Cultivation Is Like This Chapter 507

   Chapter 507 Actively admit mistakes, dare next time

  Quiet room, Lu Bei played with the Jasper Gourd and the Seal of the Sky, once a day, never tired of it.

  No one but himself knew what he was having fun.

  The door of the quiet room rang, Zhao Wuyou came uninvited, came to the couch with a sad face, held a tattered helmet, didn't speak, just stared straight at Lu Bei.

  's gaze was too hot, and Lu Bei's heart froze when he saw it, and he subconsciously tightened the placket of his shirt.

   No, big sister, we have already said that Sect Master Lu is not close to women, why are you still insisting, can you afford to pay for the collapse of the character design?

   "Sect Master Lu, can you listen to Wuyou and complain?"

   "It's okay to just talk, but don't interrupt, let alone do anything, otherwise the sect master will follow you." Lu Bei muttered, put away the two magic weapons, and moved his **** to let Zhao Wuyou sit halfway on the couch.

Zhao Wuyou didn't take his seat, he put down his broken helmet, with tears in his eyes: "This thing is my father's relic, which my family will find in the ruins of Windless City, and it's the only thing he left for me. So sad."

  Lu Bei scratched his head, knowing that he must not persuade him at this time. If he dared to talk to him, Zhao Wuyou would dare to take advantage of the situation and dive into his arms. Everyone met by chance, and they will be passers-by in the future. There is no need to entrust the 23 pairs of ancestral magic treasures to each other for safekeeping.

  Zhao Wuyou stood there for a while, unable to wait for Lu Bei to speak, and gave him a resentful look: "Lu Zongzhu, Wuyou wants to dance a song, can you delay for some time?"

"Yes, yes, but the ugly words are in the front. You can't jump and fall into the arms of the sect master, and you can't jump and lose your clothes." Lu Bei warned with a serious face, and the sect master had to learn to protect himself when he went out. If you want to take advantage of him, there is no door.

   Zhao Wuyou nodded, and danced slowly in front of the couch. Her graceful figure was like a crescent moon, and she was so beautiful that the whole quiet room was lit up.

   Although Lu Bei is a rough guy, he has to admit that, damn, he dances really well.

   On the other side, Mo Ferocious Tu Yuan admired the beautiful woman dancing alone for a while, her pale face improved a lot, she fixed her eyes on Lu Bei, and her charming red lips slowly twitched.

   is a guest from afar, and as the host, she should treat her well, and it is really not right to secretly play tricks on the guest.

  So, she found an excuse for herself to deliberately lose to Lu Bei when bickering during the day, and Liang Zi forged it. As a careful woman, she secretly took revenge and went back, isn't it too much?

   It's not too much, after all, Xuanlong has a beautiful white hair here, which is called the beauty of an adult.

   "Boy, let me see, are you a good talker, or just a good talker!"

  Tu Yuan smiled and bowed to the flags of the five parties.

  Different from bowing to the demon clan, the demonic thoughts that came this time were much gentler. They didn't make killing thoughts and didn't get angry. They only added some charming colors to the quiet room.

   represents the black light of the north lights up, and there are many desires in the quiet room, and there are two magical thoughts of female **** and female music.

  Female musicians, such as fairy girls and jade girls, lined up in rows, sang and sang around, held colorful clothes, both pairs of red shafts, and competed to present golden clothes.

  Women, such as a lot of beauty, bright and heavy makeup, night drinking on Lantai, jade body light clothes, stagnant and charming, fighting to be a pair.

  Under the blessing of two demonic thoughts, Zhao Wuyou moved to Qinglian, and the waist of Linga was softer, and her dancing posture could not be described as beautiful and elegant.

   His eyes were narrow and hazy, like the fog in the cold pool in the early morning, a little bit of red lips biting lightly, his expression was shy and shy, and his temperament gradually became charming and boneless.

  Lu Bei raised his hand and touched his chin, feeling that something was wrong, but there seemed to be nothing wrong, until Zhao Wuyou got closer and the slender jade finger brushed his face with a fragrant wind, he was sure that something was wrong.

   On the other side of the screen, Tu Yuan's breathing accelerated, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, the gap between his fingers was so large, he was full of anticipation and waited for Lu Bei to be unable to hold it.

   Then she saw Zhao Wuyou's figure froze, stunned in front of the couch like a wood.

   "Hey, what's the matter, she saw through the red dust?"

   A string of question marks floated across Tu Yuan's forehead, and he shouted puzzled, respectfully worshipped the demon thoughts, and warmed the quiet room again.

   Zhao Wuyou raised his hand to pick Lu Bei's chin, his face flushed red, seeing Lu Bei's eyes dodging, with an embarrassed look on his face, he was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

   She saw that she was thinking about people, and wanted to find a friend to complain about, to say some complaints.

  Thinking about it, Lu Bei can speak to the whole general's mansion. After all, when Lu Bei's face club died once, there is no pressure to pour out his depression.

  But what's going on now?

  Why do you dance so well, but you're still so hooked, forget about dancing, and what's the matter with getting started?

   I really don't know how to be ashamed!

   Zhao Wuyou hurriedly retracted his hand and apologized to Lu Bei repeatedly, saying that she didn't mean that, and the friendship had not deteriorated, so Lu Bei must not think about it.

   After she finished speaking, there was a strong seductiveness in her eyes, and she started again, lifting Lu Bei's chin.

Apologize,

   Get started.

   Apologize again,

   Get started again...

   Actively admit your mistakes and dare to do it next time.

After several times of   , Zhao Wuyou cried out in grief, and the second time she died, she lost her face.

   On the other side, Tu Yuan grabbed the ground with his head, unable to stand up, holding his waist with one hand and the ground with the other, also whimpering and wailing.

When    failed to bow down for the third time, the nature of the matter changed. She bowed in a fit of anger, but her waist was almost callused, but she didn't see the two of them rolling around on the couch.

   "Impossible, absolutely impossible, even if the Great Demon Seal of the Five Emperors fails, this is not the result."

  Tu Yuan struggled to straighten his waist, his beautiful eyes narrowed into thin lines, and he stared at Lu Bei with a shy face. Obviously, Zhao Wuyou was repeatedly trapped by demonic thoughts, and the problem was this guy.

   According to her observation, every time Zhao Wuyou and Lu Bei have physical contact, they will be freed from the control of the magic mind, and the whole person will wake up instantly, and once they leave Lu Bei, they will be guided by the magic mind again.

   "This kid..."

  Tu Yuan bit his lip, thinking that Zhao Fangce's evaluation of the immortal sword intent, abandoning the invincible scriptures is not as simple as a literal meaning.

   She is convinced of abandoning the scriptures. The world is different, and she doesn't even have the mind to compare, but Lu Bei...

   The shy look on his face was too cheap, and it would be difficult for Tu Yuan to understand his thoughts without making him twice.

  This is it!

  Tu Yuan stood straight, gritted her teeth and bowed to Lu Bei for nine consecutive times. Out of caution, she did not dare to make a big move at the beginning. The yellow flag in the center lit up, trying to arouse Lu Bei's gluttony.

  It's no use, Lu Bei patted Zhao Wuyou on the shoulder, comforting her that when everyone is in a hurry, facing a handsome man like the Sect Master of Tianjian Sect, it's not ashamed to hold back.

The voice of    fell, Zhao Wuyou screamed again, and Tu Yuan also screamed.

   With rounded eyes, she lay on the ground like a corpse. After a while, her body twitched and swayed, like a fish that had just landed, jumping up and down, splashing water everywhere in the house.

   Sweat.

   I bowed, and I lost.

  Because the demonic thoughts that came to him were not strong, Tu Yuan quickly survived this wave of backlash, and looked at Lu Bei, who was safe and sound in the painting, as if he saw that the demon king was alive, and his faith was in front of him.

   "No no no, no... possible."

  Tu Yuan's teeth trembled, and he took out a black porcelain vase in his arms, a magic pill entrance shrouded in black mist, his charming face drew several red lines, the whites of his eyes turned to pitch black, and he stared at Lu Bei, and he bowed again.

   This time, the defeat was fierce.

  The five-sided flags lit up one after another, and then...

   "Ahhhh——"

   "It hurts to death!"

   After a while, Tu Yuan was so sore that he gave up his struggle, as if he had been played badly, his eyes were hollow and slumped to the ground, tears and saliva slipped down his cheeks, and his whole body was soaked in a pool of water.

   Occasionally a draw.

  I don't know how long it took, Tu Yuan trembled and propped up his weak body. In the picture, Lu Bei sent Zhao Wuyou away at the entrance of the quiet room. The latter staggered, seemed to have lost the colorfulness of life, and the future was gloomy.

   But that's not the point, Tu Yuan trembled in horror when he saw Lu Bei slowly cast his eyes, the two looked at each other, one heart stopped suddenly, and the corner of his mouth evoked bright sunshine.

  "JieJieJie------"

"not good!"

  Tu Yuan quickly took down the scroll, Yuanshen's body was tortured by backlash, and he failed to control the spell in time. Not only was Lu Bei discovered the clue, but also exposed his position.

   Run away!

  Tu Yuan tremblingly stretched out his hands and climbed forward, his primordial spirit had not returned to his place, and his body was not strong enough. At this time, let alone Lu Bei, any little demon who came here could do whatever he wanted to her.

   On another picture scroll, the demon general slaughtered ten thousand demons, and the evil spirit mixed with blood energy rose into the sky, attracting a figure.

   Seeing this scene, Tu Yuan didn't care about running away, he lay down on the spot, took the opportunity to catch his breath, and confirmed Lu Li's coordinates by the way. It was usually an easy spell, which directly drained her last bit of strength.

   The red figure rushed out with a sword, and the sword danced wildly and the demon general was killed in one place. For a time, blood splashed and flesh and blood flew, and the demon general had to manifest its original appearance.

  The sword is fierce and lonely!

   "Dog thing, why you!!"

  Tu Yuan raised his hands to cover his face, what he wanted, one he didn't have, and what he didn't want, all gathered together today.

   pat.

  The sound of footsteps landed, Lu Bei waved goodbye to Mu Lichen who opened the door, stepped out of the black crack, leaned over and looked at the fierce thing at his feet, secretly worthy of the name of the devil.

   That's right!

   "Lu, Sect Master Lu, it's such a coincidence that you are also in my room."

  Tu Yuan opened his mouth dryly, and a weak smile appeared on his pale face, with a hint of flattery, and he looked very well-behaved.

   Ever since she failed to bow down, she had a deep fear of Lu Bei, as expected...

   This generation of immortal sword masters is a demon who came into the world.

   In other words, she met a colleague of her boss.

   "It's not a coincidence, this suzerain came to visit on purpose."

Lu Bei ignored Tu Yuan, slipped around in the quiet room, first touched the Wufang flag behind the altar, then stopped in front of the picture scroll, and saw the swordsman dismember a big demon into pieces, and the long sword picked out one Still upholding her beating heart, Ru Mao drank blood and ate.

   The picture is so beautiful that Lu Bei couldn't bear to watch it, he turned to look at Tu Yuan, who was crawling on the ground with difficulty. The secret passage was still beautiful.

   He squatted down, grabbed Tu Yuan's ankle, and dragged the person back to him. When Tu Yuan climbed away, he stretched out his hand and dragged the person back.

After    three times, Tu Yuan gave up his struggle and lay back in a big shape.

   "Sect Master Lu, have a good time!"

   "Good to say."

  Lu Bei clenched his five fingers into a fist, and slammed it into Tu Yuan's chest. The white light opened the way and did not reach his wrist.

   (end of this chapter)

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