[QT] Online Teaching of Beautiful White Lotus (Arc 6-11)

They boasted that you were the Immortal Emperor 7.11

They boasted that you were the Immortal Emperor, which made me laugh to death. 7.11

"No, that would be wrong, Master!" Mo Zhiyang tried to move back, but as soon as his butt moved out, his waist was blocked, "Oh, listen to my explanation, Master, I respect you..."

He wanted to say something else, but it was too late.

Mo Zhiyang was placed on top, like a child playing on a big horse.

The journey was long and bumpy, and they rode all night, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes up, sometimes down.

"My little disciple is not good. Look at the exercises. You have to twist your waist to do it. How can you practice if you don't do it?" Han Jingbai was sitting on a chair, holding a shabby booklet in his hand.

Mo Zhiyang put his feet on both sides of the armrests, panting from exhaustion, his hands clinging to his back, whimpering, "Master, Master, ah~"

"Some people say that 'ah~' means asking for sex. Master understands." Han Jingbai said, holding his waist with both hands, and smiled, "Don't be afraid, there is a Master here."

 No, I am afraid of you!

The road was very long, and they rode until early in the morning. He was really exhausted.

Han Jingbai looked satisfied. He placed his little disciple on the bed gently and went to find some spiritual fruits for his little disciple. After all, the bad luck in his previous life could be eliminated and it could nourish the body.

His waist is so sore. 

Mo Zhiyang opened his eyes and felt refreshed all over his body. Only his waist was a little sore. He couldn't help but sigh. "I feel like every time, there are dangers."

"You don't have to. I feel ashamed to be the first system to have its host f*cked to death by an NPC. I won't be able to hold my head high in front of other White Lotus systems, so please keep on living."

The system showed no mercy at all.

You can't count on this dog system. Mo Zhiyang climbed up with support on his waist, washed and dressed first. The strange thing was that the weird feeling of fear that he felt when he first entered He's house was gone.

He lowered his head to straighten his clothes and crossed the threshold. He had to go find Mo Qiansheng and tell him to go back early.

As a result, after walking a few steps, a pair of black men's shoes with auspicious clouds and dark patterns appeared in front of him. A familiar memory burst into his mind. When Mo Zhiyang looked up, he saw a man in his early thirties.

Wearing a purple satin brocade robe, with a belt of the same color inlaid with jade around the waist, looking at his face, he looks handsome, with a hint of anger between his brows, but his face is pale.

"Who are you?" Mo Zhiyang knew who he was, the violent man in yesterday's dream, and deliberately pretended not to know him.

He Boju was a little angry and clenched his hands into fists, "You don't know me?"

Yesterday, the inner demon failed to marry him and was killed in the illusion, which caused his cultivation in the later stages of foundation building to be abolished.

"Why should I know you?" Mo Zhiyang faced him, without any fear from last night, with his hands on his hips and his little face raised high.

He Boju gritted his teeth with hatred, resisted the urge to hit him, and put his hands behind his back, "I am He Boju, the head of the He family."