My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 101 Ye Qinghong asked, is it him? (4k for subscription)
After a while.

Huang Fuling slowly got up.

Still so charming and alluring.

But he looked tired and tired.

Afterwards, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and a purple crescent moon trace passed between her brows.

A look of pain appeared on her face, her legs gave way, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Fang Yang directly supported her, and then hugged her domineeringly onto the bed.

Looking at Huang Fuling, whose face was as white as paper and in pain, Fang Yang inevitably had doubts in his heart.

A master in the realm of a great master, will it hurt so much and be so weak?

Of course he can walk away now.

But the problem is that Huang Fuling just braved the pain to massage him, and he worked so hard, which finally made him a little bit unbearable.

So, after hesitating for a while, he immediately opened his mouth and said,

"This deity can heal your injuries, but the feeling of healing is quite weird, I wonder if you can bear it?"

"can!"

"As long as it is a Demon Lord, anything is fine."

Huang Fuling was clearly in pain and trembling, but she still winked like silk, making Fang Yang's head full of black lines.

"You lie on the bed first."

He spoke expressionlessly.

Afterwards, Huang Fuling slowly got up and knelt on the bed filled with fragrance.

The tent rolled and the red bamboo swayed.

And her soft waist, like a willow, gradually collapsed.

Exposing round and full arcs.

Under the translucent gauze skirt, she looked extraordinarily alluring.

"It really is a goblin!"

The corner of Fang Yang's mouth twitched, shocked by the goblin's tricks.

But in the end, he was still expressionless, and various key points emerged in his mind. Then, he stretched out a finger and touched the opponent's acupuncture point.

Fairy finger!
A side effect is quite strange, it can even be said to be an outrageous move.

But it is extremely effective in pain relief.

Seeing Huang Fuling in such pain, it was impossible for him to ignore it.

The wind is rippling.

The moment Fang Yang's fingers touched his body, Huang Fuling couldn't help biting his lips slightly, and immediately felt the pain in his body fading away quickly.

Worthy of being a Demon Lord.

The treatment method is so absurd and effective.

Ever since she cultivated into the Holy Body of Shadow Moon, she suffers from unbearable pain every month, which cannot be relieved by any means.

It made her a little desperate.

Unexpectedly, this time will usher in a turning point.

As time passed slowly, the pain in Huang Fuling's body disappeared quickly, but the hot feeling became more and more intense.

Unable to suppress.

But she didn't intend to suppress it.

After all, the person she loves is right in front of her,

At this time, Fang Yang frowned slightly, and also sensed something was wrong.

He remembered that when he was treating the big apprentice before, the big apprentice didn't say a word, and passed out on the spot not long after.

Why is it that Huang Fuling is so talkative and persistent when he comes to Huang Fuling?

Could it be that the side effects of this Holy Finger of Healing are still different.

Just when he was puzzled, Huang Fuling could no longer suppress that feeling.

Coupled with her admiration for Fang Yang, she just got up from the bed without any hesitation.

Under Fang Yang's suspicious gaze, he bowed again.

With a slight pull, all the silver chains on the skirt were pulled away, revealing the astonishing arc.

Then, he stepped on the ground with bare feet.

The plain white arches, the alluring calves, and the flesh-colored stockings on the legs stretched upwards.

She gently pulled up the hair at the temples, holding the broken hair with one hand.

He quickly walked to Fang Yang.

"It was the Demon Venerable who healed the wounds of the slave family just now, and now it is the slave family who treats the wounded demon master."

……

After a long time, Huang Fuling lay on the bed again.

Fang Yang, on the other hand, remained expressionless.

really……

A leprechaun is a leprechaun.

At this time, I can still get a massage.

This fairy finger should be used according to the person, and using it on the big disciple will only hurt the big disciple.

But if it is used on Huang Fuling, it is purely harmful to others and oneself.

Looking at Huang Fuling who was still pale due to the random movement, which broke the fairy finger and hurt his strength, he asked with a blank expression on his face.

"Didn't the deity tell you not to move your body? Why do you want to...massage?"

"The slave's body really didn't move."

Huang Fuling tugged at the quilt on her body, blinking her eyes, her face full of resentment.

"..."

Fang Yang was speechless for a moment, feeling that what the other party said seemed to make sense, so he didn't know how to refute it.

In the end, he could only say expressionlessly.

"You stay here first, and the deity will come back as soon as he goes."

With that said, he opened the door and left.

When he walked to the yard, he found Yuan Hengzheng standing in the corner of the wall in pain, his fists clenched, and he looked at Huang Fuling's room in grief, with a grim expression on his face.

Although the other party looked very painful, very sad, even to the point of tearing the heart, but for some reason, Fang Yang always felt that there was a bit of joy in this person's expression.

I can only say... I don't understand it at all.

Seeing Fang Yang leaving with his clothes crumpled, he thought of the voices he heard just now.

Yuan Heng's heart was twisted like a knife!
pain!
It hurts so much!
It hurts so much!

This devil was indeed so cruel that he didn't even spare the injured Fu Ling, it was really inhumane.

Fortunately, it was less than an hour since he entered the house.

strictly speaking……

Poria is still very innocent.

Still pure.

Said it was the greatest comfort to him.

Yuan Heng exhaled slowly, trying to calm himself down.

Looking at the sky in silence, immersed in sadness.

Thinking about how to comfort Poria for a while.

Anyway, Fu Ling is absolutely innocent in this matter, even if Fu Ling is imprinted by the devil, she will never dislike her.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, forced a smile, and was about to walk towards Huang Fuling's room.

As a result at this time...

Accompanied by a shadow flickering.

Suddenly there were more people in the yard.

With a tall and tall figure, handsome and cold, with a lunch box in his hand, compared with the other party, he is like dust, inconspicuous.

It was the Blood Rain Demon Lord who had just enjoyed his wife's massage.

The Mozun at this moment, familiar with the road, quickly walked to Huang Fuling's door, pushed the door open and entered.

When I went in, I looked at the window. Although there was a window screen blocking it, I couldn't see the inside from the outside.

But more or less will still enter the wind.

Despicable devil!
Does this have an intermission?
And I brought food to replenish my strength.

Poria cocos...

How painful is it to be tortured by this devil again?

Not fair, rematch!

He clutched at his hair with both hands, in agony.

It feels like my heart is bleeding.

At this moment, the anger in his body could not be suppressed even by "Green Turtle Fight".

Gritting his teeth, he walked towards the house in grief and indignation,
The wind is rippling on his body.

Soon he walked to the window and closed the window tightly.

This was the last thing he could do for Fu Ling.

Poria, wait for me!
I will definitely save you from the clutches of the devil.

……

The night is fading, inside the house.

Candles dimmed.

Huang Fuling sat on the bed with a face full of happiness, sipping porridge with ginseng and red dates, while Fang Yang closed his eyes, as if he was practicing,

Everything looks so harmonious and happy.

Of course, provided that...

If Huang Fuling could not be so charming, that cold little hand could be more honest.

It looks even better.

Look at the restless first mover.

Fang Yang frowned slightly.

This Huang Fuling, still hasn't been taught enough, to be so dishonest.

but……

As of now.

He has successfully clocked in the achievement of feeding wild ginseng porridge in front of three women's beds.

The next step is to let the three women feed wild ginseng porridge on the same bed.

Only in this way can the majesty of his Demon Lord be reflected.

Nodding his head, Fang Yang had already made a decision in his heart, and at this time, Huang Fuling had already finished the porridge with a happy face.

At this moment, she felt that she was so full of happiness that she almost fainted.

It is such an honor for a lowly person like her to be hugged by the Demon Lord's princess, and even to be able to have the Demon Lord personally deliver the porridge.

She is even willing to be punished by the Demon Lord now, no matter how severe the punishment is, she will be very happy even if she dies.

Soon, the steaming wild ginseng porridge was finished.

Huang Fuling smiled charmingly, then, she blinked and looked at Fang Yang, and said cautiously.

"Mozun, this porridge..."

"It's the first time for the deity to send it."

Before the other party finished asking, Fang Yang opened his mouth with a blank expression, the first time was raw, the second time was familiar,

This time he didn't even need to think to himself.

Seeing Fang Yang's expressionless face, Huang Fuling smiled sweetly

Although Mozun spoke very well, but she practiced charm, so it can be easily seen that Mozun didn't have much confidence in what she said.

But these are not important to her.

A handsome man as tall and strong as Mozun, who is destined to dominate the world at first glance.

Three thousand wives and concubines are normal.

It would be enough if she could rely on her lowly figure to exchange for even the slightest favor from the Demon Lord.

Don't dare to expect too much.

Next, Fang Yang stayed in Huang Fuling's room for a while. Seeing that the time was almost up, it was time to teach the apprentice to degenerate... No!Practice sword!

He just carried the lunch box and planned to go out

The lunch box has two layers.

The upper layer is for Huang Fuling, and the lower layer has a better thermal insulation effect, so it can be given to the big apprentice while it is hot at a later time.

It's killing two birds with one stone!
Fang Yang made these calculations clearly and just got up.

Then she found Huang Fuling lying on the bed again, biting her red lips, her face full of shyness.

"Mozun, you haven't sent flowers to my servant yet today."

"..."

Fang Yang froze for a moment, looking at the soft curve.

He slapped him directly with two slaps.

Under Huang Fuling's alluring gaze, the two flowers were delivered on the spot.

After that, under Huang Fuling's reluctant eyes, he walked away.

As soon as I walked to the yard, I found that many precious flowers were planted in the yard, and the plants were vying for beauty.

It is even more beautiful than the ones I picked in the back mountain before.

For a moment, his heart moved.

Do not suffer from widowhood, but suffer from unevenness.

He just sent flowers to Huang Fuling, the princess, and the big apprentice naturally must also be there.

So, he waved his palm.

A gust of wind blew by, just in time to pinch the most delicate flower among them, and left satisfied.

Yuan Heng witnessed all this, and felt a knife stabbed in his heart, which was so painful.

What a ruthless devil!
just destroyed a flower
And to destroy his other flowers.

Simply insane!

One day!
One day, he will cut the opponent to pieces.

He gritted his teeth, staggered, and returned to his room full of grief.

Opening the drawer, he took out a yellowed diary.

The diary was given by a respected senior of his who was stricter than himself.

Before sending it off, I told him specifically that if he had any doubts about the relationship between men and women, he must open it and watch it every day.

He almost forgot about this diary before, but when he was heartbroken today, he suddenly remembered it.

Open the first page.

The above is a rule of thumb.

One: Brothers from the same discipline are not allowed to invite home.

Two: Never bring your sectarian boss into your house at will.

Three: The array in the house, the furniture is broken, don't ask someone to fix it.

Four: Brother and younger brother seek refuge, all refuse.

Five: Father is old, filial piety need not be in sight.

……

There are countless iron laws, and there are tears under each one.

It is enough to prove how sad the master was when writing these.

Yuan Heng scanned it roughly, and found that he already met the second requirement, and his heart ached even more.

But for some reason, the kind of vague happiness deep in my heart is slowly growing.

This feeling made him very flustered, completely confused about what was going on, so he quickly turned to the last page.

Found the answer on the last sheet.

"Brother, if you have gone through this and are able to calmly face it, and even look forward to facing it, congratulations, brother, you have thoroughly learned the self-green Dafa."

"It turns out... Is my state a miracle?"

Yuan Heng muttered to himself, always felt that something was wrong, and thought of the sect, he was happy every day, inviting all the brothers and sisters.Go to the senior at home.

Crazy shook his head.

……

At the same time, Demon Sect, listen to the Sword Academy!
Ye Qinghong's ponytail swayed, and his expression was cold.

The fingers pinched slightly.

Buzz!
Accompanied by waves of blue waves.

The blue shadow sword flew out instantly.

Draw a circle in front of her.

The circle is filled with endless spiritual energy, like water patterns, setting off layer after layer of ripples, and finally forming a mirror.

Liuli Jianxin!

Glass mirror!
This is the magic technique that Liuli Jianxin can only master when he has practiced to the deepest level.

In the state of Jianxin, everything is bright!

Nothing can hide from Liuli's heart.

Therefore, glass mirrors can often reflect the people or things that you value most.

She never used the glazed mirror before.

Because this is meaningless to a swordsman.

Anyway, no matter how she takes pictures, she must be the way of the sword.

But since she was reminded by the fourth junior sister yesterday, asking her to ask her heart in the state of sword heart.

She hesitated for a day, but finally used it.

In the dark night, the glass mirror is clear and transparent.

As the ripples gradually stopped, they became more and more solid, and finally appeared in front of Ye Qinghong.

She took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes.

The cold pool-like pupils looked at the mirror.

Just looking at it for the first time, the pupils suddenly shrank.

In the mirror, a figure billowing in a black robe suddenly appeared.

Cold, cruel, indifferent, violent...

Not someone else,

Exactly...

She once called her father's master.

Blood Rain Demon Lord.

　Bronze Sparrow's postgraduate grades were not satisfactory.Let's combine the chapters, and in the future, five thousand, six thousand, and eight thousand chapters will be issued.

　　
　
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