[Chapter 1083: Grandmaster, why is your face red?]

Shang Wuhuan skipped out after arranging rooms for Yang Yiyu and Hou Doudou. Yang Yiyu was also ready to take a rest. Since he entered the cultivation world, there were too many twists and turns in the whole day, and he was tired.

Yang Yiyu fell asleep in a daze, but heard a knock on the door.

“Grandmaster, Uncle Huan’er wants to see you.”

Shang Wuhuan’s voice sounded outside the door.

Yang Yiyu opened his eyes and said, “Come in.”

The next moment Shang Wuhuan walked in, but when Yang Yiyu saw her, his face flushed.

Because Yang Yiyu saw Shang Wuhuan wearing a white dress with long hair draped over her shoulders, it was obvious that she had just taken a shower. The key point was that Yang Yiyu saw that she was naked!

This scene almost made Yang bleed from the nose.

Then an even more embarrassing scene appeared. Shang Wuhuan was holding a purple bra in her hand. She asked Yang, “What kind of clothing is this, Grandmaster? It’s very strange. I don’t understand how to pass it on. It’s a gift from Grandmaster. I think Grandmaster must know. Can Grandmaster tell me how to pass it on?” Yang Yiyun’s

old face flushed instantly and he couldn’t help coughing.

How should he answer?

Could he just say, “I’ll help you put it on?”

At this moment, Yang was really tormented, but he could only smile bitterly, because he also knew that Shang Wuhuan and the other nine women had been sealed in Xingchenmen for five thousand years without any contact with the outside world. They were purer than white paper. The

only ones left in Xingchenmen were a bunch of women, without a single man. They had only practiced for thousands of years, so how could they know anything else?

Besides, these things were brought from Earth by Yang. They were very advanced clothes. It was normal for Shang Wuhuan not to know about them.

At this time, Shang Wuhuan looked at Yang Yiyun and whispered, “Hey~ Grandmaster, why are you blushing? Are you feeling uncomfortable?”

“Cough cough cough~”

Yang Yiyun could only use coughing to cover up his embarrassment. At this time, he could only blame himself for being too careless. Why didn’t he take out the clothes and take a closer look when he sent them?

Now, how to deal with Shang Wuhuan is a big problem. After all,

he is not a saint, and Shang Wuhuan is also a first-class beauty, especially when she appeared in his room in a vacuum state after taking a bath, which is simply torture for him.

The fire in his lower abdomen is about to spit out fire, it’s really uncomfortable.

Not only that, looking at Shang Wuhuan holding the little clothes and asking for it seriously, he could only cough and answer: “Cough cough, that… that is a kind of underwear in your hand… that is, the bellyband passed on by you girls, cough cough cough~”

After Yang Yiyun finished speaking, he felt that his whole body strength was almost used up, which was really very bad. Now he just wanted Shang Wuhuan to go out quickly. If he didn’t go out, he estimated that he would not be able to control himself and become a beast.

At this moment, a man and a woman were alone in a room, and the topic they were talking about was a very ambiguous topic. For Yang, it was to take his life.

But Shang Wuhuan was a blank sheet of paper.

Yang was also the first person of the opposite sex she had met in thousands of years. Opposites attract, which is universal in any place and any world.

“Dumbbell? What is a bellyband?” Shang Wuhuan asked suddenly, with an innocent look on her face.

Yang Yiyu was going crazy.

Not only did he start to curse Li Fengyu in his heart, Shang Wuhuan and the other women didn’t know about women’s affairs. Couldn’t Li Fengyu teach them?

But thinking about it made him feel relieved. Li Fengyu most likely didn’t think about these problems, because she had been sealed for thousands of years, and survival was a problem. How could she think about teaching the other women other things? All

they thought about was cultivation, practicing desperately, and then breaking the seal and going out after their cultivation became strong. That’s all. As for other things, they might have been automatically ignored by Li Fengyu, the eldest sister of the nine women.

Facing Shang Wuhuan’s questioning, Yang Yiyu really didn’t know how to explain. He smiled awkwardly and changed the subject, “Huan’er, why do all nine of you have the surname Shang? Your names are almost the same, too? It’s impossible that all nine of you are brothers from the same mother?” The

simple Shang Wuhuan didn’t stand Yang’s change of subject. Facing Yang Yiyu’s question, she answered seriously, “Reporting to our grandfather uncle, we are all orphans. The leader of Baihua Peak, who is also our master, has the surname Shang, Shang Wuqing, so we all follow our master’s surname Shang. As for our names, our master Li Fengyu gave us names.

In the words of our senior sister, the long years of being sealed in Xingchen Gate were the most depressing. She hoped that each of us would be happy and optimistic, so we got our names. For example, my name is Shang Wuhuan, and senior sister hopes that we will be happy. For example, Shang Wuqing, she is the oldest, so she was named Qing, which means sunny day, hoping that every day of her life would be like a sunny day…”

Shang Wuhuan answered seriously, and Yang Yiyu listened seriously. He felt pity for the women. It was indeed difficult for them to get through the thousands of years of being closed off.

At the same time, Yang Yiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally changed the topic. He was just thinking of finding a topic to send Shang Wuhuan out and told her not to stay in her room. If she stayed any longer, Yang Yiyu estimated that his Taoism would collapse. A

faint female body fragrance came from his nose, coupled with Shang Wuhuan’s wet three thousand blue clothes and a small piece of clothes in her hand. For Yang Yiyu, it was too painful to live than to die.

In a blink of an eye, Shang Wuhuan finished her story. Yang Yiyu was about to say that it was getting late and he wanted to go down to rest, but Shang Wuhuan once again provoked the fire in Yang’s belly.

Shang Wuhuan stretched the small clothes in her hand in front of Yang and asked: “Grandmaster, you haven’t told me how to wear this underwear bellyband?”

“Boom~”

At this moment, Yang’s mind was roaring, and his lower abdomen was completely on fire. Looking at Shang Wuhuan’s beautiful face, white neck skin, and long skirt that outlined her S-shaped figure curve that was not inferior to that of a model, plus the small clothes in his hand, Yang’s mouth was dry and he kept swallowing saliva. He

took a deep breath, his eyes were red and he said, “Do you really want me to teach you?”

Shang Wuhuan said with a happy face, “Yes, I haven’t seen or worn such beautiful clothes in thousands of years. Please teach me, Grandmaster.”

Yang didn’t care about anything else. He waved his hand to close the door, squeezed out a word of “OK” from his throat, and immediately stepped forward. With a wave of his hand, Shang Wuhuan’s clothes were torn into pieces.

“Ah~”

Shang Wuhuan screamed subconsciously. She didn’t expect that Grandmaster would tear up the clothes she liked.

It was only then that Shang Wuhuan noticed that Grandmaster’s eyes were full of bloodshot. There was a look in his eyes that she had never seen before and it was hard to describe. If she really had to describe it, Shang Wuhuan felt that Grandmaster’s eyes were filled with fire at this moment.

She was a little scared and stammered, “Uncle…Uncle Grandfather, I…I don’t want to learn anymore, okay? I’m scared of you.”

Yang Yiyu was already very excited by Shang Wuhuan at this time, so how could he stop? He held Shang Wuhuan in his arms with both hands and said in a hoarse voice, “Girl, the arrow has been shot and there is no turning back. Uncle Grandfather will teach you how to put on clothes…”

As he spoke, he kissed Shang Wuhuan…

“Ah…嘤嘤…”

Shang Wuhuan was frightened by Yang Yiyu and was scared. Facing this uncle grandfather with red eyes, she knew that with her cultivation level she could definitely knock him away with one palm. But he was the uncle grandfather, the one who gave them sisters spirit stones and clothes, the one who was of the same generation as the founder of the Xingchen Sect, and the person the eldest sister asked to serve well…

So she didn’t dare to do anything to the uncle grandfather.

Then she felt Grandmaster’s strong hands grabbing her arms. The instant scorching heat made Shang Wuhuan’s body tremble suddenly. The next moment, Grandmaster’s mouth suddenly touched her mouth.

“Boom~”

Shang Wuhuan’s mind suddenly rang, and she fell into a blank. She trembled as if she was electrocuted. In an instant, she felt weak all over and collapsed in Grandmaster’s arms.

…

At a certain moment, a scream sounded in the room…

After a long time, a series of silver bell-like sounds rang again.

Outside Yang’s door, Hou Doudou and Diao’er gathered together and muttered, “Big brother is so lucky. I really envy him.”

“Squeak~”

“Bang~”

Diao’er squeaked and bared her teeth, jumped up and pawed at Hou Doudou.

“Boss Diao’er, are you being unreasonable? I’m not being romantic, why are you hitting me… You, you’re still hitting me, can’t I just hide…” Hou

Doudou was chased and beaten by Diao’er, and left Yang’s room and ran into his own room.

(End of this chapter)