Chapter 55 If He Doesn’t Apologize, I’ll Make Him Drink!

Yue Qingling was confused by her actions.

Who was caught now?

Do you like to cry before killing someone?

But before he could respond, a figure suddenly appeared.

It was Leng Feiran who came through the teleportation array.

As soon as she entered the dungeon, she saw Yue Qingling tied up tightly.

Leng Feiran smiled, bent her slender waist, and pulled off the mask on Yue Qingling's face. She still saw the handsome and beautiful face.

She reached out and touched the tip of Yue Qingling's nose, and said with a little pampering: "Ling'er, don't be anxious, Master will pamper you later."

After that, she turned her head to look at Shen Rongrong who was crying loudly.

"Why are you crying?"

Leng Feiran was in a good mood, so her tone became cheerful.

"Master... wuwuwu... He didn't apologize to me, and he spit on me... wuwuwu..."

Shen Rongrong cried out all the anger she had accumulated in the past month.

She felt aggrieved like a naive person who was cheated of her body and money by a scumbag.

"Oh, my silly apprentice."

Leng Feiran went over to help the crying Shen Rongrong and let her sit next to Yue Qingling's head.

Yue Qingling immediately shouted nervously: "What are you going to do? Leng Feiran, are you done yet? Your demon sect has already developed, why are you still pestering me?"

Leng Feiran ignored him, she pointed at Yue Qingling's mouth and said to Shen Rongrong lightly: "Don't you want to take revenge on him? Lift up your skirt and face..."

"Leng Feiran! You've gone too far! Shen Rongrong, I apologize to you, okay? I was wrong, I shouldn't have cheated on your feelings, I'll make amends for you... Puff!"

"Hua La La..."

"Ugh..."

Yue Qingling choked for a while, he turned his head and couldn't help coughing.

"Cough cough cough!"

"Puff!"

He sprayed a mouthful of water, but his hair was soaked, and he couldn't open his eyes. Just like that, he was in a mess.

He could only shut his mouth and could not say a word.

Shen Rongrong blushed, she said nothing, put down her skirt obediently, stood aside, blinked her big eyes, and watched quietly.

Her anger and grievances were vented with this release.

She even wondered if it was not a good idea to do this.

"Look, you said so much to him, cried so miserably, he was so stubborn, you didn't say a word, gave him a little pain, and he apologized to you obediently, so men have to be tidied up."

Leng Feiran said very experiencedly.

Shen Rongrong nodded solemnly.

Master is right, this man is really strange, nice words don't work, you have to be tidied up to be obedient.

"Go, face the wall, I'll talk to our little fairy."

Leng Feiran didn't think of letting Shen Rongrong fall into it. The current task of the Saint of the Demon Cult is to work hard to improve her cultivation, and she can't immerse herself in matters between men and women.

Shen Rongrong pinched the corner of her clothes, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Finally, she mustered up the courage to whisper: "Master... Then when can I be with him..."

"Girl, you are in love, right?"

Leng Feiran joked.

"Master~"

Shen Rongrong called out embarrassedly.

"Facing the wall well, when you reach the Changhe Realm, I will let you fulfill your wish."

"Okay!"

Shen Rongrong excitedly left the dungeon.

This familiar dungeon, Yue Qingling and Leng Feiran were left again.

Everything seemed to have returned to a few months ago.

Yue Qingling felt as if she had just had a dream, and nothing had changed.

"Little Immortal, Little Immortal, you have been tossing and turning, and in the end, aren't you still in this dungeon with me?"