Sect Leader, Please Respect Yourself, I'm Really A Gentleman

Chapter 248 How many good masters do you have?

Li Yangping paused, and simply told her the ins and outs.

Briefly explain the process.

Feng Yijing was stunned.

The body of the Sword God that was raging before the feelings turned out to be Li Yangping?

Li Yangping is the righteous Tianjiao Li Daniu?

At this time, she realized something and asked: “So you are now Zhao Lingchuan’s disciple?”

“Um.”

Although the relationship between the two of them was fake at first.

But after the incident in Jianchi, Zhao Lingchuan was already a master in his heart.

Especially after absorbing so many Emperor Sword Qi, it also got the final inheritance.

Almost a real disciple.

Feng Yijing: …

I don’t know what’s wrong, I feel a little unhappy.

This guy originally had two masters, but in the end one came again?

She felt Li Yangping’s love dispersed again.

If you think about it again, there are a total of eight Sects in China.

Only the three emperor-level supreme are women.

It turned out to be Li Yangping’s master…

Thinking of this, Feng Yijing looked at Li Yangping with doubts and strange eyes.

“Aren’t you on purpose?”

Li Yangping hesitated, “Master, why do you think about the disciple so much? The disciple is honest and filial, how can you doubt me?”

“Huh, poor Tao only knows your nature, so I think you are making bad ideas.”

Thinking of what Li Yangping had done, Feng Yijing blushed.

This stinky boy is still honest and filial…

How can there be such a disciple?

Obviously it is daring and daring, and will not change!

I thought that Li Yangping would be called Master Zhao Lingchuan, what in case he would do…

Feng Yijing is a bit tasteful.

“no.”

Feng Yijing suddenly slapped Android fiercely.

Wei Ziying and Song Jianli who were sitting next to him were both taken aback.

The chopsticks were almost scared off.

Wei Ziying asked a little blindly, “Master?”

Feng Yijing ignored him, “This time I came to Donghai, Pan Dao was here to visit Zhao Lingchuan.”

Li Yangping: …

There was silence in the private room for an instant.

Song Jianli was a little puzzled.

Head Feng had eaten well before.

Why did you lift the table in a blink of an eye?

Who caused him?

Looking at this cold expression again, it seemed that he was not going to visit Zhao Lingchuan, but to find Zhao Lingchuan to fight fakes.

Li Yangping put down his chopsticks and said, “Master, calm down.”

“The poor way can’t calm down.”

Feng Yijing gritted his teeth.

Forget Shi Feiyan, she was originally Li Yangping’s master.

Li Yangping has been nurturing him since he was young.

And she is a latecomer.

But what the hell is Zhao Lingchuan?

Why can he be his master?

According to Zhao Lingchuan’s character, he is addicted to alcohol like life, and eats martial arts as idiots.

She is a crazy woman who doesn’t make sense at all.

Even the disciples accepted are all female disciples.

How can there be male disciples?

Li Yangping is her first male disciple!

Not only accepts male disciples, but also uses Illusion Art to change the appearance of male disciples.

Ask him to disguise himself as a woman in and out of the bedroom.

This…it’s not a bad idea, his surname is not Feng.

It’s really weird.

Feng Yijing always felt something was wrong.

Li Yangping on the side asked, “How does Master plan to visit the head of Zhao?”

Feng Yijing hummed: “It must be to keep her away from you.”

Li Yangping sighed, “Hey, Master.”

“Although at the beginning it was because Zhang Sect wanted to accept Zhao Ning as a direct disciple, but behind it were all my thoughts, including coming to Xuantian Sword Sect.”

“None of this has much to do with Head Zhao.”

Feng Yijing curled her lips: “I don’t care, and you actually helped him speak.”

“It’s only been a few days, are you feeling distressed?”

Li Yangping:…….

Looking at the jealous Feng Yijing, Li Yangping felt helpless.

Even the emperor-level supreme, those who should be jealous will be jealous.

After a cough, Li Yangping continued: “Master, it can’t be so obvious when others are watching.”

Feng Yijing looked at the strange eyes of the two chiefs next to her, also a little embarrassed.

Immediately relieved the embarrassment and took a sip of tea.

You were really angry just now.

Li Yangping Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “By the way, even if you go to Master Zhao and tell him to stay away from me, what stand do you stand for?”

“Do you tell him that you are also my master? Or my girlfriend?”

“Pooh.”

Feng Yijing’s face flushed instantly, and she said unnaturally, “Who, who is your dao companion?”

Having said that, but the look is very happy.

The pretty face behind the tulle has long been red.

Li Yangping said innocently: “Isn’t it? We have all slept together.”

“Is it possible that the master doesn’t want to be responsible to me?”

“do not talk!”

Feng Yijing was ashamed.

Li Yangping glared at Li Yangping with embarrassment.

This little thief knows nonsense.

Surprisingly thick-skinned.

Li Yangping smiled and said: “Master, don’t worry, no matter how many disciples the disciple will be in the future, your position is one of the most important people in the disciple’s heart.”

“Huh, it’s okay.”

Realizing something again, he snorted: “Wait, what is one of several people?”

“How many do you want to have?”

Li Yangping: …

“The disciple was just making a joke.”

“Anyway, whether you are joking or whatever, Pang Dao, you can’t have more masters.”

“Especially a female teacher, you know?”

Feng Yijing said angrily, “Huh, you are all three emperor-level supreme disciples, you can walk sideways in Shenzhou.”

Li Yangping promised: “Master, please rest assured.”

“Pan Dao doesn’t believe you at all.”

Li Yangping: …

Finally, Feng Yijing thought about it again, “Pan Dao can visit Zhao Lingchuan unyieldingly, but you have to make three chapters.”

“Three chapters of the covenant?”

Li Yangping breathed a sigh of relief and said, “What conditions?”

“Ahem.”

Feng Yijing said with a serious face: “You can worship Zhao Lingchuan as your master, but your relationship is limited to the relationship between master and apprentice, and you can’t go beyond the thunder pond.”

“this one?”

Li Yangping asked, “What about the others?”

Feng Yijing said: “If in the future, Pin Dao and Zhao Lingchuan fight, you must help Pin Dao.”

“They are all masters, disciples can’t be partial.”

Feng Yijing shook her head, “No, you must stand here on the poor road!”

Li Yangping couldn’t help laughing.

Although Feng Yijing is wearing tulle.

But vaguely through the tulle, Feng Yijing could be seen anger and anger.

It looks so cute.

Feng Yijing has become more and more lovely since the two expressed their hearts to each other.

It used to be high above, but now it’s all young girls.

Li Yangping nodded: “What about the third one?”

“The third is that you have to stay with Poon Dao these days, and you can no longer be with other women.”

“Can.”

Li Yangping agreed directly without hesitation.

But something rang again. When he was on the street before, he promised Song Jianli to play with her.

“Now…Oops, why can’t I separate myself?”

“Could it be that the two accompany you together?”

“I have a hunch that I must have died miserably.”

Seeing Li Yangping hesitated all the time, Feng Yijing couldn’t sit still.

“Is the last condition difficult for you?”

“Hmph, you also promised that you would connect every day, but what happened?”

“Since the Fairy Trial Conference, you have no news.”

Feng Yijing was extremely wronged.

The two have not seen each other for a long time.

Even the contact on weekdays was severed.

Does this little thief miss himself?

Li Yangping quickly comforted: “Of course the disciple is willing.”

Feng Yijing said softly: “Well then, the three conditions are the last one…”

“As long as you stay with me for a few more days, the first two conditions won’t count.”

Li Yangping looked at Feng Yijing’s low-spirited appearance, feeling sour in his heart.

Had it not been for Song Jianli and Wei Ziying beside him, he would have long been unable to control the thought of holding Feng Yijing in his arms.

“The blood line was not connected before because the disciple was afraid that Master knew that the disciple was in the Xuantian Sword Sect…”

“What if you chase and kill you.”

“The disciples have always missed Master, and didn’t want to leave you for a single step.”

Feng Yijing’s heart is sweet and secret.

But nothing happens.

Seeing Feng Yijing like this, Li Yangping panicked.

He quickly sank his mind into the bloodline and began to communicate.

Feng Yijing’s body froze suddenly, her face quickly turned red, “Stop, don’t be like this.”

“Did Master forgive the disciple?”

Feng Yijing:…….

“Yi Jing?”

Feng Yijing: …

“Baby?”

“Well, Pang Dao forgive you, don’t scratch it.”

Feeling the throbbing in his heart, he quickly stopped Li Yangping’s movement

And own apprentice Wei Ziying is sitting beside her.

This is too shameful.

Li Yangping was relieved when he got the answer.

……

Wei Ziying was at a loss at this time.

Before, the master suddenly became angry, and then lost his mind again.

The expression on his face is sometimes angry and sometimes tense.

There is still some shyness?

What is going on.

She looked dazed.

“It’s weird, Master doesn’t have so many emotions at all.”

She couldn’t help but grabbed the master’s wrist, and was frightened by the burning body temperature.

Hastily asked anxiously: “Master, your body temperature?”

“Is it a fever?”

Feng Yijing suddenly returned to her senses and shook her head quickly, “No.”

“Pan Dao didn’t send sao.”

The atmosphere in the private room fell into silence again.

Wei Ziying was a little puzzled: “What?”

Feng Yijing only realized what she had said after blurting out.

Can’t wait to find a seam to drill in.

It’s so embarrassing.

Seeing the blank expressions of Wei Ziying and Song Jianli next to them.

His face flushed and he lowered his head.

Then he gave Li Yangping a fierce look.

It was all the little thieves, which made him so embarrassed.

Li Yangping was also a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject: “Let’s eat, it will be cold if you don’t eat.”

“good.”

Song Jianli was still outside of the situation.

I don’t know why the atmosphere has become so embarrassing.

Li Yangping and Feng Yijing both used sound transmission to communicate, and they didn’t know what they were talking about.

Wei Ziying was a little worried: “Master, are you really okay?”

Even though he was an emperor-level supreme, it was impossible to get sick like a mortal.

But Master’s every move today is too strange.

He couldn’t help but worry.

Feng Yijing shook her head: “It’s okay, I just thought of something.”

“Oh.”

Wei Ziying nodded.

Then he asked, “Master, shall we go to the Xuantian Sword Sect to visit the head of Zhao?”