These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Once the boy had tied the ribbon and it was clear that nothing could be seen, Lu Qingyan slowly took off her already thin clothes.

Once again in front of Wei Tu...

This time the feeling was even clearer, because she felt that her bottom line had been repeatedly crossed.

She didn't know when the bottom line would disappear, and what would happen if the bottom line disappeared? Lu Qingyan couldn't guarantee it; she was just adhering to the last thought in her mind.

The master-disciple relationship... the master-disciple relationship cannot be broken like this.

And when the other person's palm touched his skin again, that familiar scent traveled through his body.

A clearer sense of touch came through, as if every meridian in my body was cheering with joy at the arrival of this young man's presence.

She was somewhat afraid of this reaction, as if... her own body was welcoming him.

There was no resistance whatsoever; in fact, it triggered some wonderful reactions.

Despite the fear, there was a rare...excitement I had never experienced before.

It seemed to urge the young woman to murmur, but even if Lu Qingyan was foolish and inexperienced in matters of the heart, she knew that any sound she made at this moment would be like a silent invitation.

It would resemble the behavior of those shameless women... indulging in unrestrained behavior.

So she began to restrain herself with great difficulty.

However, this process can be very long and agonizing. When you are enduring something, you can clearly feel how slowly time passes.

As the opponent touched his sword bone inch by inch, that unbearable feeling changed again.

pain.

The familiar pain.

The pain was almost unbearable. She hadn't expected that the second stage of the second body-tempering would still... still make her feel like her body was about to be crushed.

Tears welled in her eyes from the pain, and she could no longer project the aura of her former cold and aloof master.

She was like an ordinary woman who had been bullied and abused.

She was even a little dizzy and couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Unable to find a foothold in the storm, the feeling of being shattered inch by inch continued to spread.

She could barely contain herself as she trembled with grievance, saying, "You're lying... You... You said it wouldn't hurt the second time..."

Upon hearing these words, Wei Tu almost trembled and stopped breathing, because he never expected to hear Lu Qingyan say such a thing at this moment.

His own master...

She must be a fairy from an iceberg.

It should be a sacred and inviolable existence.

She is a female sword immortal whom no one can touch.

It possesses a sharpness even more biting than winter snow...

But the fact that she would say such things in such a rare, gentle tone almost made Wei Tu's blood boil with excitement. Because of the reaction in his heart, even his breath became hotter.

Lu Qingyan shook her head slightly in front of her.

"It's hot...it hurts...it's so hot and it hurts so much..."

This isn't body training at all... This is even worse than... much worse than that!

Wei Tu held his breath and concentrated. Even so, even knowing that what his master said was his true feeling and not nonsense, he still thought of some terrible scenes.

These scenes were unimaginable before, but now everything is like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, bursting out of the soil uncontrollably.

His eyes turned somewhat bloodshot.

He tried his best to control himself, and even forced himself to comfort the other person in order to make the body training go more smoothly.

"Master... don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm right behind you... just bear with it, it will pass."

Lu Qingyan, however, felt as if the scorching heat had burned even her brain, and she no longer knew what she was muttering in her pain.

He was just rambling, as if he wanted to shout out his truest feelings in order to alleviate his pain.

She exhaled hot, fragrant breath intermittently.

It was as if they had lost all self-control.

"Liar...you little liar...you're such a little liar...all you do is lie to your master...waaaaah...you've hurt your master so much...it hurts so much, Wei Tu, it hurts so much! Stop it, your master can't take it anymore!"

Wei Tu was somewhat confused.

What am I doing?

If I'm not mistaken... it's body training!

Can you please stop calling me that?! Can you please stop doing this?! Who can resist this?!

Wei Tu was almost dizzy and disoriented. He hadn't expected that he would not only have to endure the weakness caused by the loss of his breath, but also have to listen to the other party's words and suppress his evil thoughts, adding another layer of torment out of nowhere.

It was as if an invisible fire was burning this beautiful master and disciple pair fiercely.

"Master... please... please stop talking. Hold on, you must hold on, or we'll all be doomed. Master, please just hold on a little longer..."

Wei Tu sped up the process of dismantling the sword bone for Lu Qingyan, which naturally increased Lu Qingyan's pain.

But there was nothing I could do; things had come to this point, and I was gradually on the verge of losing control.

If they didn't want to suffer a backlash, and also didn't want Lu Qingyan to be seriously injured, they had no choice but to act decisively and resolve everything as quickly as possible.

Lu Qingyan's head shook violently, as if the pain had penetrated to her very bones. All her actions were instinctive, a struggle to escape the agony.

Wei Tu knew the other person's situation. All he could do was grip the other person's shoulders.

However, the strange strength that surged up when Lu Qingyan struggled was almost beyond Wei Tu's control.

"No... I don't want it anymore... It hurts... It hurts so much! Liar... Tu'er is a liar! A liar! I'm going to break, I'm going to break... Liar, how could you do this... Waaah, don't do this to me, let me go...!"

Even though Wei Tu was in a state of utter confusion, she couldn't let go. But if she continued to struggle so stubbornly, everything would be ruined.

Such a big mistake cannot be tolerated in the body-strengthening process.

Having no other choice, Wei Tu reached out and wrapped his arms around Lu Qingyan's waist just as she was about to break free from his grasp.

He turned her body around so she was facing him. Even though the black ribbon still blocked his view, he could clearly feel her firm breasts pressed tightly against his chest.

He put his arms around the woman's shoulders and back.

As Lu Qingyan shouted wildly, she poured all her last breath into him.

Until there's not a single drop left.

Finally, Lu Qingyan seemed to stop shouting, as if she had fainted.

But Wei Tu had no strength left. He collapsed onto the fairly large bed, lying on his back, too weak to even remove the ribbon, only breathing rapidly.

He thought Lu Qingyan had fainted, so he didn't take any measures against her or let her take a medicinal bath.

He was just lying there, his palm still pressed against the back of her waist.

The delicate skin, seemingly glistening with fine sweat, felt warm and silky in my hands.

Both of them were covered in sweat, as if they had been evaporated by the heat.

Fine beads of sweat were visible on both his hair and his hands and feet.

Now all that's left is breathing.

But Wei Tu soon heard a crying sound.

He knew it couldn't be anyone but Lu Qingyan; she hadn't fainted, and she was fully conscious.

"Master..."

"..."

The other person did not respond, as if they had not heard, and continued to cry, their chest already soaked with tears.

He understood that she didn't want to confront their master-disciple relationship at this moment; it was always like this... always so slow to realize it.

So he spoke softly, still sounding somewhat weak.

"Qingyan... if you feel sad, just blame it on me. After all, I forced you to train your body. To say it's a lie... is actually a lie. Don't cry, it makes me feel bad too."

Wei Tu did not remove the ribbon because Lu Qingyan did not speak.

He was simply trying his best to lessen Lu Qingyan's sense of guilt.

But then I heard her words.

"I've always... I've always told myself that we're master and student, and that I can understand this kind of thing, after all, you're doing it for my own good..."

"Then that's fine. No one else knows. I think so too, and you think so too, so what's the problem?"

"But that's not how it is!"

The sudden outburst and the rising tone silenced Wei Tu's expression.

Even though Wei Tu couldn't see her expression, he could imagine the woman's face filled with tears and pain from her trembling voice.

His heart ached.

"Qingyan..."

"Are we still master and disciple? Wei Tu, are we still considered master and disciple?"

She seemed helpless and confused, and finally brought up the question after enduring extreme pain.

Now Wei Tu could no longer feel any physical pleasure; her heart was filled with a bittersweet feeling, so bitter it seemed to overflow from her eyes.

The pain that is blocked in the chest and cannot be vomited out is the most hurtful.

"Of course...we'll always be master and disciple..."

Wei Tu said this almost in a daze.

Lu Qingyan struggled to get up, despite her weakened state.

"No... how can we still be considered master and disciple after all this... it can't be like this, it can't go on like this."

"Master..."

"Don't call me master!!"