Tsundere Empress: Immortal Supreme? Just a Provocative Disciple

She gently wiped Yue Qingling's hands and put a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

Yue Qingling felt the woman's tenderness and virtuousness. He should have been happy. What more could a husband ask for in a wife like this?

But the more virtuous Huang Xinning is, the more the problem becomes clear.

No normal woman would be virtuous in a dungeon with her man.

Shouldn’t this stall be proactive in seeking jailbreaks?

He simply took a few bites and said in a low voice with a wary look on his face: "Ning'er, do you know about the dual cultivation in the Mingyue Chapter? Leng Feiran is using us to practice!"

"I know."

Huang Xinning answered nonchalantly. She poured herself a glass of wine, then raised her white neck and drank it all in one gulp.

"You know..." Yue Qingling was shocked. She knew why she was still like this?

"Husband, if she allows me to call you husband, I am already satisfied. I am willing to pay anything."

Huang Xinning's eyes had become seductive, and her paranoid words made Yue Qingling feel extremely worried.

"Come on, husband, if we can't provide enough cultivation, your Ning'er will probably have her head chopped off."

Huang Xinning said half-jokingly.

She pulled Yue Qingling to continue yesterday's work.

Nowadays, Yue Qingling, no matter whether she is interested or not, can mobilize at any time as long as she activates the Zhiyang Zhigang Jue.

"Hmm hum hum!"

The two of them are like hard-working little bees, creating a lot of aura for Leng Feiran.

The third day, the fourth day...

Huang Xinning, a little honey-gathering bee, came over at regular intervals.

Leng Feiran seemed to be at ease with her and never worried that she would run away.

Yue Qingling knew that Huang Xinning probably felt that she could not escape in this life.

Until the tenth day.

Huang Xinning was late in arriving.

Yue Qingling was waiting anxiously in the dungeon. He was not in a hurry for that kind of thing.

He was afraid that Concubine Leng would kill her.

But at this moment, footsteps sounded at the entrance of the corridor.

Yue Qingling finally let go.

When he saw that the figure looked very similar to Huang Xinning, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with concern: "You're here? You scared me to death. Just hope you're okay."

The figure was startled for a moment, and then there was a cry in his tone.

"Junior brother, I'm here..."

Yue Qingling froze on the spot and saw Huang Lixing, who was far away from Lingjing Sect, wearing a beautiful white dress and crying outside the fence.

When she saw Yue Qingling, she cried even more.

"Junior brother, we are completely doomed now. Mother told me that we are going to merge into the Demon Sect, and we will have to share a bowl of rice with the Demon Sect from now on.

And that Shen Rongrong, she is simply not human..."

Huang Lixing rambled on about the changes in the sect, which made Yue Qingling's head pound.

Did senior sister come to the dungeon to tell me this?

Aren’t you going to talk about dual cultivation?

"Junior brother, what should we do?"

After Huang Lixing finished rambling, she looked at her clothes. They were brand new, so she lifted up the hem of her skirt in disgust, not wanting it to hit the floor.

At this time, she still has time to think about clothes...

Yue Qingling twitched her lips: "Senior sister, how did you find me? Master, why didn't she come down with you?"

Speaking of Huang Xinning, Huang Lixing sighed helplessly: "Mother is giving a massage to Master Leng now. Master Leng is in a good mood and asked me to come down to see you, but she didn't give me the key, so I can only watch from outside. .”

"Master is massaging Leng Feiran?"

"Yeah, what do you think? I have to serve tea and water when I come, and even my aunt is locked in a picture of beautiful women.

Your sword now belongs to Master Leng. "