Chapter 11 Green Tea Potential

"Silly child!"

Huang Xinyan had no choice but to twist her soul fiercely.

Yue Qingling felt her whole body soften, her eyes condensed, and two tears could not be controlled and flowed on Shen Rongrong's hand.

Shen Rongrong felt the back of her hand cold, and subconsciously let go of Yue Qingling.

She looked at the tears on the back of her hand and immediately shook her hand in disgust.

"What a bitch! She cries as soon as she says she will cry!"

At the same time, Huang Xinyan also said angrily: "Quick, seduce her! Otherwise you will die!"

Yue Qingling seemed to have ignited a glimmer of hope for survival. He rushed forward and hugged Shen Rongrong's thighs.

Shen Rongrong is a martial artist, and these two thighs are full of strength.

Being hugged by a man, Shen Rongrong panicked instantly, and she "swish!" drew out the sword and put it on Yue Qingling's neck.

"Let go! Or I'll chop off your head!"

Yue Qingling's eyes were filled with tears. He looked up at Shen Rongrong: "Sister Shen, please kill me. I'll get what I want if I die in your hands."

"Are you sweet-talking me again?"

"I'm not!" Yue Qingling lowered his head, suppressing the nausea in his heart: "Since I entered Qingyue Sect, my heart has been full of Sister Shen, but I have no choice but to give myself to her due to the pressure from my master.

But Sister Shen has always been in my heart.

This time, I didn't take any action in the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect. I just wanted to see Sister Shen.

The Demon Sect fled here, so I followed it here.

In addition, I negotiated with my master. As long as I could enter the Demon Sect and see Sister Shen, I would rather not have that cultivation!

But I didn't expect that my master hated me so much that he trapped me in the basement without seeing the sun, and I was humiliated day and night..."

Yue Qingling burst into tears, hugged Shen Rongrong's legs and complained about his master's injustice.

Shen Rongrong was touched by his words.

You know, Yue Qingling is a legendary figure in the Four Realms Continent.

After defecting from the Demon Cult, it took only three or four years for him to become a Heavenly Cultivator!

And he is very handsome. Many saints and fairies in the Four Realms Continent want to marry him and become a Taoist couple.

Even Shen Rongrong had thought about whether Yue Qingling would take him in after defecting from the Demon Cult.

But she didn't expect that in just over a month, this world-famous little immortal had lost all his cultivation and cried by the wall of the family compound of the Demon Cult, hugging his legs.

And he also said that he liked her?

Shen Rongrong was shocked and couldn't say it.

Yue Qingling liked her?

Impossible?

Her cheeks flushed instantly. Being liked by such an excellent man, she was naturally overjoyed.

However, the only trace of calmness left also told him that what he said was very likely false!

Shen Rongrong was in a panic. She put away the black sword and her legs retreated involuntarily.

"Junior Brother Yue, please keep your voice down. Get up first."

She hurriedly helped Yue Qingling up. Seeing him crying, she was stunned.

No wonder the empress locked him up. Even so, no one in the Four Realms Continent could resist his charm.

Yue Qingling raised her sleeves and wiped her tears. He touched her throat inconspicuously.

This woman has a strong hand. She really hated me just now.

"Junior Brother Yue, what you said just now...didn't you lie to me?"

Shen Rongrong suddenly felt shy. She pursed her lips and asked softly.

Yue Qingling said seriously: "Senior Sister, what can I say to make you believe it? Otherwise, why did you chase me from thousands of miles away and disperse your cultivation?"

"Oh, what's the point of you seeing me? Look at you now. How can you look like an immortal?"

Shen Rongrong smiled happily. She stretched out her hand and gently patted the dirt on Yue Qingling's body.

Junior brother actually likes me?

He even took risks alone for me!

Yue Qingling is now on the verge of death, and he can only whisper: "For my senior sister, I am willing to give up everything."

"Okay, okay, don't say it, it's so embarrassing."

Shen Rongrong, a martial artist, was shy and covered her face and stamped her feet.

The saint of the demon sect usually kills people, where has she heard these love words?

"Go and kiss her!" Huang Xinyan urged with an aunt's smile like a auntie watching the fun.

"This..." Yue Qingling hesitated.

"Go!"

Huang Xinyan said anxiously.

Yue Qingling mustered up his courage, he approached his senior sister's body and gently hugged her shoulders.

"What are you doing?" Shen Rongrong asked nervously.

She breathed quickly, not knowing what this junior brother was going to do?

"Senior sister, I will continue to be trapped by the master soon. Before we part, let me get what I want, okay?"

Yue Qingling seemed to be reciting lines.

But this is enough for a saint who has never been in love.

Shen Rongrong didn't move.

Yue Qingling lowered his head and kissed her gently.

"Senior sister, remember to come and see me more often."

Yue Qingling kissed and then separated, and he left sadly.

Shen Rongrong looked at his thin back, and her originally happy mood suddenly sank.

What's the use of being happy?

The master has already intercepted!

For a moment, Shen Rongrong actually had the idea of ​​rushing over and taking Yue Qingling away.

But it was just an idea.

The gap between her and the empress was really too big.

Yue Qingling escaped from Shen Rongrong's sight and finally breathed heavily.

"Oh my God, I almost died here. I can't walk around anymore. Who knows who in the Demon Sect still hates me."

Yue Qingling smiled bitterly.

"This is also a gain. This girl will definitely take care of you in the future. I know her." When Huang Xinyan was a spy here, she investigated everyone in the Demon Cult.

There is a portrait of Yue Qingling hidden in Shen Rongrong's boudoir.

However, that is the immortal master of Taiyi Realm who is above ten thousand people.

Not the prisoner in the basement now.

Some women like strong men, just like Shen Rongrong, who has no resistance to strong men, even if she is a concubine, she is willing.

But some women like weak men, such as Leng Feiran, she is already strong enough, as long as she controls the man, she will be quite satisfied.

But no matter what they like, Yue Qingling has to plan how to escape.

When this month is over, he must seize the opportunity.

To escape, two conditions need to be met.

First, he has to open the three-inch spiritual platform and restore his cultivation.

Second, he has to remove the Qinglong tendons on his body.

Both are indispensable!

To open the spiritual platform, you need the right time.

To remove the Qinglong tendons, you need help from others.

Huang Xinyan told him that this Qinglong tendon is a magic weapon of the Demon Cult, and only two people in the entire Demon Cult can use it.

One is the Empress.

The other is the Saint.

The Saint is the eldest disciple trained by the Empress, and will take over the Empress' position in the future.

She naturally has the right to use it.

However, how to get Shen Rongrong to help him escape is really not an easy task!

In the next month, Yue Qingling will be a charming socialite!