Chapter 291: The Master and the Disciple in Disgrace

Meng Cangran seemed to realize that he had made a mistake and was determined not to reveal anything more. Ning Wuxie had no choice but to give up.

At the dinner table, Ning Wuxie deliberately did not drink too much and stayed awake.

When it was almost over, he asked Meng Cangran for the kind of shackles that could imprison a cultivator's cultivation.

"What do you want this thing for?" Meng Cangran wondered, "I remember many years ago, when we were killing demons outside Cangyun City, you asked me to borrow one."

Ning Wuxie smiled and said, "After all these years, you don't want me to pay you back, do you?"

"Of course not, it's just that now that you ask me for it, I can't get it out for the moment." Meng Cangran said.

"You must know that except for the Renzong and Confucianism, no sect in the world has the right to make such forbidden shackles. Each one has a number."

"The last time I was fighting against the devil, I happened to have one on me. After the battle, the authorities were not strict about collecting it, so I got away with it."

"I have been staying in Junzishan for many years now, taking care of my family and not doing much work, so naturally I don't have this thing on hand."

After hearing this, Ning Wuxie frowned slightly.

It's a bit difficult now.

As Meng Cangran said, only Renzong and Confucianism have the power to enforce the law against cultivators in the world, and only they have the right to arrest cultivators who cause trouble.

Therefore, only these two sects can make shackles that can imprison cultivation.

The actual situation is definitely not like this. Which sect doesn’t have a dark cell? Not to mention there are many magic ways.

But the ones with the best quality are definitely Renzong and Confucianism.

This thing is indeed strictly controlled. Meng Cangran doesn't have it in his hands. Even if he is one of the top ten literary saints, he can't just take it away.

Are you going to take on a mission and cheat for a prop?

Suddenly, Zhuang Yuerou, who was clearing away the dishes on the table, spoke:

"You can give our one to Junior Brother Ning."

"Huh?" Ning Wuxie and Meng Cangran were both stunned.

Didn’t you say there isn’t one?

Meng Cangran's face turned red visibly, just like when she first fell in love with Zhuang Yuerou!

"Rourou!"

"What did you say!"

Zhuang Yuerou glanced at her man with a generous and indifferent expression: "It's just the forbidden shackles under the bed in the bedroom. Didn't you love to play like that in the past two years?"

"Can this be said?!"

Meng Cangran's face was red with embarrassment, she sat up straight like a child and shook her shoulders.

"Come on, no one here looks like an old married couple."

Zhuang Yuerou picked up the plate with a nonchalant look on her face.

"Xuan'er and Junior Brother Ning have been together longer than the two of us. I don't believe they haven't done that kind of trick before."

"Everyone understands~"

After hearing this, Meng Cangran took a breath and looked at Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er.

"Brother Ning, you have played before, right? You should be able to understand..."

"……Bar?"

He was speechless, because Ning Wuxie was confused when he looked at him, and looked at his senior brother and senior sister in astonishment. Xuan'er had already lowered her head, her face slightly red, pretending not to hear.

This table is really a table.

Meng Cangran's face was ashen, and he looked at Zhuang Yuerou with despair.

Zhuang Yuerou was also dumbfounded. She was stunned for a moment, and then her face was covered with flushing:

"I'm going to wash the dishes!"

…

After a while.

Meng Cangran took out a pink forbidden shackle from home and handed it to Ning Wuxie.

"Here, wash it several times."

"But it hasn't been used for several years, so it must be clean."

"Don't blame me for being stingy. This thing is indeed a bit shameful..."

Ning Wuxie took the shackles and put them into the storage ring, then put her arms around Meng Cangran's shoulders:

"They are all men, I understand you."

"The nature of food and sex."

"As long as you understand me." Meng Cangran patted Ning Wuxie gratefully, "I won't say much about how you play with sister Xuan'er. Anyway, you have to pay attention to the step by step..."

Ning Wuxie was stunned. Meng Cangran really thought that he wanted this thing because he was going to play some kind of game with Xuan'er!

But after thinking about it, this might make him and Zhuang Yuerou feel better...

"I understand, I understand everything."

…

In a small world.

Ning Wuxie threw a pink shackle in front of Li Luobing.

"Here, put it on."

"Pink?" Li Luobing was surprised, and Master Wuyuan beside her also opened his eyes wide.

It's rare for this thing to turn pink.

"You are a girl, so wearing pink is more appropriate."

After Ning Wuxie finished speaking, she looked at Xuan'er. She pursed her lips and tried to hold back her smile.

"oh."

Li Luobing obediently shackled his ankles and looked up at Ning Wuxie.

After leaving her and Master Wuyuan here for a while, the way she looked at Ning Wuxie changed again.

There was surprise in his eyes, a little guilt, and complete surrender.

It seems that Wuyuan has told her something.

I wonder if she has told Wu Yuan everything about herself.

"Ning Wuxie, look at us, master and disciple, who have obeyed your words and restrained themselves. Can't we still prove our innocence?"

Master Wuyuan spoke.

"Miss Jiang is a fairy spirit, and she is the only key to preventing the coming of heaven!"

"Let us go, our master and disciple are willing to assist you!"

Ning Wuxie's heart skipped a beat, which really made him a little excited.

This is Zhenren Wuyuan!

But he quickly calmed down, and he couldn't believe these words now.

As a casual cultivator who has gained a great reputation in the world, Wuyuan's mental outlook is definitely not inferior to his cultivation talent.

Ning Wuxie also remembered that he used his own channels to help Li Luobing find Huang Quanke and commissioned them to assassinate him.

Would such a person be an opponent of Tianxu?

He had been deceived by Zhang Wanyang before and almost got fooled. This time, he had to be careful no matter what he said.

He did not express his opinion, but looked at Li Luobing beside him:

"Are you willing to assist us?"

Li Luobing knelt down with a plop: "Yes, yes."

"Brother Ning has unparalleled cultivation, and Sister Jiang is the reincarnation of a celestial being. If she can assist you, I..."

Ning Wuxie showed a disgusted expression: "The more you say such disgusting words, the more it proves that you are not sincere."

Li Luobing stopped talking, biting his lips and slowly lowered his head.

"Bing'er used to be arrogant and looked down on everyone. She offended you. This is her fault. I apologize to you on her behalf."

"Now she has become your prisoner. Haven't you punished her enough?" Wuyuan said anxiously.

"Heh, punishment?" Ning Wuxie sneered, "What did I punish her for?"

"Ask her yourself, have I ever tortured her since I came to this little world?"

Wu Yuan was stunned, then showed a hopeful expression: "So have you forgiven her?"

"No."

"My torture hasn't started yet."

Li Luobing on the ground raised his head suddenly, his face full of horror.

"Then what do you want her to do, to be your concubine?" Wu Yuan was also anxious, "Little friend Ning, you can do whatever you want, as long as you can trust us, and then for the sake of this old man, spare Bing'er's life..."

"What do you think of me, Ning Wuxie!" Ning Wuxie scolded, "I have a Taoist partner."

He looked at Li Luobing and smiled evilly.

For some reason, after hearing Ning Wuxie say that he was not interested, Li Luobing became even more scared.

"My torture is to lock her up here like a pet for ten years, a hundred years, and let her watch me achieve Hexu, Mahayana, Human Immortal, and finally the Great Emperor."

"And this Tianjiao Li Luobing will always stay in Tongxuan, which she will never reach in her lifetime, and gradually realize the fact that she is not even worthy of carrying my shoes."

"How?"

Wu Yuan was stunned and looked at Li Luobing.

She slumped on the ground, staring at Ning Wuxie's smiling face with lifeless eyes, her face as pale as death.