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Chapter 243 Empress: Master, You Are So Hot

Just as Yu Miaoqing was about to stand up, her shoulders were suddenly pushed back by a pair of invisible hands.

She struggled in surprise, only to feel an invisible person holding her down, unable to move at all.

Who is it?

Just as Yu Miaoqing was panicking, her plump and beautiful legs suddenly sank and left a mark.

She could clearly feel that someone was sitting on her legs, pressing her so hard that she couldn't move.

Yu Miaoqing was extremely terrified inside, but on the surface she tried to suppress the abnormality in her body and hide her emotions as much as possible.

She raised her hands, trying to push the man on her legs away.

But she was unable to circulate her Qi, and her strength was not enough to shake the invisible man.

Moreover, she didn't dare to move too much, otherwise it would attract more attention.

She struggled in pain, trying desperately to escape from this seat that was in full view of everyone.

At the same time, there was an inexplicable excitement in her heart, causing her waist to twist slightly uneasily.

At this time, Yu Miaoqing's concentration and endurance had reached their limits and he could barely sit upright.

Just when she was about to feel suffocated, the long kiss ended.

She leaned back, breathing heavily and rapidly.

The elder beside him brought a cup of tea with concern.

"Palace Master, are you okay?"

Yu Miaoqing was very thirsty, but she shook her head as she looked at the teacup.

There was someone sitting in front of her, so she couldn't drink the tea at all.

She turned to look at Zhong Lingyue, wanting to ask Lingyue to help her leave here.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, an invisible big hand immediately covered her mouth.

Well!
Then, she felt the uproar being ravaged.

The Supreme Art of Forgetting Love... The Supreme Art of Forgetting Love does not mean being heartless. How can you forget love if you don't understand it?

At this moment, Li Lingge's voice kept echoing in her mind.

There seemed to be a voice in her heart constantly telling her that this was love, and only by understanding love could one achieve perfection.

Her cheeks turned red, her eyes became blurred, and she looked charming and alluring.

Click!Click!
Her Dao heart was like a shattered mirror, with more and more cracks, and there was no possibility of repairing it.

Soon, the big hand loosened.

Yu Miaoqing, leaning on the back of the chair, was a little dazed and did not ask Zhong Lingyue for help immediately.

The next moment, her eyes suddenly widened, her gaze rolled up, and her mouth opened as if she was having difficulty breathing.

At the same time, low retching sounds came from her throat.

She pressed her hands tightly against the air in front of her and struggled violently.

However, that pair of invisible big hands was like forcing a cow to drink water.

She nodded repeatedly in front of all the disciples.

The empress frowned, and immediately took her away from the spot.

Only the empress's words remained in the air.

"Master is not feeling well, so today's sermon ends here."

Attic, third floor.

After returning to the familiar place, Yu Miaoqing's nervous mood relaxed a little.

After all, there were only her and Zhong Lingyue here, so at least she didn't have to show a vulgar expression in front of so many disciples.

She covered her fair neck with her hands, as if she was suffocating.

Only the whites of the pair of peach blossom eyes were left, and a layer of mist appeared.

She opened her red lips and saliva flowed down her increasingly red cheeks.

At the same time, the empress raised her hand to cover her mouth.

She felt it, and felt it more and more clearly.

As Yu Miaoqing's heart of Taoism was shattered, the empathy between master and disciple could no longer affect the sisters' empathy for each other.

The empress, who wanted to go forward to check on Yu Miaoqing's condition, fell to the ground, and her condition was not much better.

A strange scene appeared in the room.

The master and the disciple sat face to face, looking at each other with horror and shame and nodding frequently.

This was a situation that Yu Miaoqing had never expected. Could it be that Ling Yueye was being controlled?

She waved her hand, wanting Zhong Lingyue to leave, not wanting to show her miserable side in front of her disciples.

But Zhong Lingyue also had her own difficulties. Once she and Lingxi established empathy with each other, she would have no way to circulate her true Qi.

Now, she couldn't even stand up, let alone tearing space and leaving.

Yu Miaoqing felt weak all over. What was even more frightening was that although she felt very uncomfortable, she actually felt very warm in her heart and wanted very much...

The empress saw her condition clearly.

The empress had tears in her eyes and felt extremely regretful.

She had already guessed that Li Lingge was behind all this.

She regretted bringing Li Lingge back to Taiqing Palace and regretted empathizing with her master.

Otherwise, Master wouldn’t have had a fever like her.

"Master, I'm sorry."

It's a pity that she could only say this in her heart but couldn't put it into words.

half an hour.

Her head swung in the air and she regained her freedom.

Cough cough!
Yu Miaoqing suddenly bent over and coughed and hiccuped violently.

In contrast, Zhong Lingyue's reaction seemed too calm. She had already gotten used to it.

"Master, you'd better end the empathy between us. This is Li Lingge behind the scenes."

Now that things have come to this, the empress can only speak frankly.

She originally thought that her master's Supreme Forgetfulness Dao could withstand it, but now it seems that her master's Dao heart is not as firm as hers. "If you continue, your Dao heart will be affected."

Li Lingge!
When she heard the name Li Lingge, Yu Miaoqing immediately remembered the hand that was torturing her by the window. It was exactly the same hand that had just grabbed her.

She forced herself to sit up and raised her hands, trying to end her empathy with Zhong Lingyue.

Now her faith in the Tao has been shattered and she can no longer be so arrogant.

However, just when the empress was about to face her palms, something strange happened.

Li Lingge kissed her pink lips, affectionately and firmly.

Yu Miaoqing's plump long legs came together in an instant, and then her knees couldn't help but spread apart.

"No, uh."

She struggled shamefully, waving her hands downward at the air, trying to push Li Lingge's head away.

But no matter how she struggled and resisted, she could not escape the bondage and defilement of the void.

Because her hands couldn't touch anything at all.

The emotions of Lingyue and Lingxi were superimposed on her at the same time, and she felt an urge to release her desire that she could no longer control.

In just one breath, the dignified Palace Master of Taiqing Palace completely gave up resistance and sank into it.

She even grabbed Li Lingge's hair with both hands and pressed it down.

Her silver teeth were tightly biting her tender and tempting red lips, and her shameful cheeks were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.

The stagnant water that had been calm for more than 20 years was directly overturned by Li Lingge, revealing the mud under the water.

It was not until this moment that Yu Miaoqing faced herself. After being suppressed for more than 20 years, the emotions hidden deep in her heart were so filthy.

She felt ashamed but extremely excited at the same time. She wanted to stop this defilement, but paradoxically she was reluctant to give up that little bit of excitement.

Just like the mud under the water, she was already covered in filth and could never go back.

Her waist suddenly arched and she clutched the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands.

“How embarrassing.”

"Lingyue, don't look at your master."

"The master has become so strange, Lingyue."

Yu Miaoqing's dress became wrinkled and messy, and even slipped off her shoulders.

Fine beads of sweat with a creamy body scent appeared on her skin, but in a moment they were wet the hem of her skirt as if they had been fished out of the water.

The empress beside her didn't think much more than she did, although she was already used to this kind of thing.

But combined with her empathy with Yu Miaoqing, the triple physical sensation gave her an overwhelmed new experience.

However, Yu Miaoqing was completely worrying too much. Zhong Lingyue, who was already trapped in the water, had no energy to look at her.

"Master, I feel the same way."

As the two screamed in unison, the humidity in the room rose by two degrees.

Soon, the two of them knelt down face to face at the same time.

Before Yu Miaoqing understood what she was going to face next, the experienced empress already had a bad feeling.

"No, no, Master, she can't handle it!"

When these words came out, Yu Miaoqing's heart skipped a beat.

Before she could ask clearly, a shrill scream was heard in the room.

"mine*"

Both the master and the disciple were leaning on the floor with their elbows, and they could see each other's despicable appearance as long as they raised their eyes.

Yu Miaoqing kept shaking her head.

"Lingyue, don't look at your master. Don't look at him anymore."

At this time, Zhong Lingyue had also lost her mind, staring at Yu Miaoqing with her pink eyes.

"Master, you look like a roast chicken."

Yu Miaoqing blushed and looked up at Zhong Lingyue unwillingly.

"You're burning more."

The two of them kept shrugging their shoulders, and their eyes had turned into a pool of autumn water.

the other side.

Lingxi brand Yu Miaoqing murmured unconsciously.

"Just drink the water, and don't poke my thighs with your hair."

Looking at Lingxi's charming and silly appearance, Li Lingge suddenly remembered something interesting.

He stood up, leaned towards Lingxi's neck, and then kissed her deeply.

Soon, strawberry marks were left on Lingxi's fair neck and collarbone.

Li Lingge flipped his palm and a Polaroid camera appeared in his hand.

He pulled up the messy long skirt on the ground and threw it on Lingxi's chest, leaving only her shoulders exposed.

Click!

He pressed the shutter button facing Lingxi, and soon, the photo paper was slowly ejected from the Polaroid camera.

He pinched the photo paper and shook it gently, and the image of Yu Miaoqing with her eyes rolled up, drooling and making a "V" sign appeared on the photo paper.

Although Lingxi is a spirit, she cannot be detected in the photo.

To outsiders, this is Yu Miaoqing's original purity.

Yunzhou, Piaomiao Palace.

Accompanied by a scream, a disciple of Piaomiao Palace was submerged by countless black tentacles.

In just a few breaths, it had turned into a dried corpse.

Su Ze took a deep breath, enjoying the pleasure of the inner energy in his body becoming more and more full.

"I really regret not meeting Master earlier."

Soon, Yang Lidi's voice appeared in his mind.

"Improve your cultivation as soon as possible, follow me to kill Li Lingge, and take back everything that belongs to you!"

(End of this chapter)