Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 447 The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (24)

Qiu Braindead Bai turned a deaf ear. “Why should I only do things that benefit me? It’s fine as long as it pleases me.”

Bai Weiwei: Truly braindead. It wasn’t even beneficial, and he grabbed her to mate.

As a vicious and dimwitted female partner, this was the perfect time to act out a response.

Immediately, she fearfully curried favor. “Shixiong, isn’t it just a body? As long as you don’t kill me, I’m willing to be your slave or concubine.”

When she said this, for some reason, she felt a chill down her spine.

Looking up, she discovered that Ning Yishu was gazing at her with a gloomy look.

It was as though, saying this, she had stepped on his reverse scale1.

Qiu Bai paused. “Shimei really is learning. If you were like this earlier, I would not have been so rough.”

Bai Weiwei: “Then, shixiong, untie me.”

Qiu Bai laughed. “You must think I’m stupid, ah. How can you be obedient if I untie you? But considering your sincerity, although it’s not beneficial, I’ll untie it for you.”

Bai Weiwei: …I can sense the stupidity halo shining brightly on this person’s head.

Just when Qiu Bai untied her.

Bai Weiwei, gritting her teeth, barely managed to condense a bit of spiritual energy into a sharp point. She was just about to stab it into his body.

But with a wave of his hand, Qiu Bai scattered her spiritual energy.

Then he slapped her in the face. “Actually daring to resist at this time.”

Bai Weiwei wasn’t in pain, but her eyes reddened immediately.

“Scumstem, he hit my face!”

The system was about to comfort her.

Then it heard her continue, “I’m so beautiful, yet he dares to hit this face that’s like a work of art.”

System: You have what kind of face?

Bai Weiwei’s eyes suddenly turned red, her expression full of shame.

Then she seemed to remember the adjacent Ning Yishu.

“Waste, close your eyes.”

Even if her heart was vicious, she was still a woman.

It was impossible to be completely indifferent to being watched.

Ning Yishu couldn’t move. He knew that he should be indifferent and close his eyes.

But that irritable bloodthirst in his heart couldn’t be suppressed.

Ashamed–

He actually felt ashamed.

When Bai Weiwei saw that he continued to stare at her, she became furious. Using the last of her energy, she threw out a slap of air.

“Close your eyes. You’re not allowed to look.”

This was precisely Bai Weiwei’s character, vicious and violent.

Even when she was backed into a corner, she still treated him like an ant, and he couldn’t fight back.

The humiliated Ning Yishu was just about to close his eyes when he caught sight of the tears that Bai Weiwei couldn’t hold back as they finally flow from her red eyes.

When he had been tortured by her in the past.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about giving her a miserable death.

But when she was actually tortured to this degree.

He found that he didn’t have a bit of the satisfaction of revenge.

Qiu Bai’s smile twisted. “Haha, why are you making your disciple close his eyes? Let him look to his heart’s content, how satisfied you are.”

With that, his claws2 were just about to dig through her clothes.

Pilipala3…

Shouldn’t it be papapa?

What was this sound effect?

Bai Weiwei and Qiu Bai both turned their heads. Ning Yishu’s eyes were red, and within those red eyes was a golden light.

He lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on the two of them. His fingers gripped the sandy soil, making the muscles and blue veins on the back of his hand bulge. Golden light flowed through his meridians.

His muscles issued a crackling sound.

A layer of golden light faintly appeared on his skin.

Ning Yishu seemed to have lost his mind. An ice-cold, beastlike light flowed through his pupils.

“Let go of her.”

1: 逆鳞: [dragon’s] reverse/inverted scale. No touchie, unless you’re looking to get obliterated by the dragon you just pissed off.↩

2: 猪爪: pig trotters. While it’s a hilarious image, I didn’t want it to detract from the serious nature of the scene.↩

3: 噼里啪啦: crackling onomatopoeia.↩