My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 103 Master will tell you a story. (seeking subscription)
Inside the hot spring.

The mist is dense and the spring water is rippling.

Ye Qinghong was dressed in a strong blue outfit, which almost blended with the spring water.

The clothes were wet and clinging to the body.

Outlined a perfect arc.

Just enough to show off her figure.

"My big apprentice, I'm hiding something."

Fang Yang looked at the other party's appearance of wasting fabrics, and was filled with emotion.

Ye Qinghong's usual clothes are relatively loose, coupled with his cold personality and clear appearance.

It's easy to overlook her figure.

Thought it was a slender and sharp sword.

Only found out at the end.

This sword...

Seems can also be tempting.

"Teacher, show me your shocking swordsmanship first."

"……Yes!"

Ye Qinghong pursed his lips lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in this endless night.

Those cold emerald eyes.

I don't know when it has begun to melt, just like this warm spring water.

gradually rippling.

But in the end, she still grabbed the Qingying Sword in her hand.

Forcibly restrain the inner turmoil.

Then...

call out!
A fine crackling sound sounded.

The moonlight is bright, and the sword light is even brighter.

Almost a thin crack was torn open in the curtain-like night.

Immediately afterwards, there were layers of ripples in the spring water.

These ripples are not in the form of ripples, but vertical lines, which are exactly the shadow of the sword that fills the sky.

In the end, he fell on the bright moon in the water.

The bright moon suddenly shattered.

Even Ye Qinghong's eyes dimmed instantly.

Failed again.

Although Master took her to control the aura of the world of mortals and understand the world of mortals in the past two days, it was quite effective, and her swordsmanship improved a little, but she was still far from fully controlling the God-Shocking Sword Art.

Just like just now.

A sword mark has just gone,
The bright moon in the water should not be broken, but should leave a shallow mark, as if split in half by a sword.

This is the real Dacheng!

"Master... I have let you down."

Ye Qinghong held his sword and lowered his head.

Going to stare at the toes.

But I found that the corset I had always had fell off at some point, and that annoying thing popped out.

obstruct the line of sight.

Make her see nothing.

If Hua Lianyue saw this scene, she would definitely be shocked.

In her impression, the eldest sister has always been happy and merciless, as cold as ice.

When did she show the attitude of a little girl like now?
"Disciple, I am not disappointed as a teacher, but... I am shocked."

Fang Yang looked at the papaya that the apprentice suddenly hid, and felt his eyes widened.

Sure enough, everyone should not be underestimated.

With a sigh of emotion, he restrained his thoughts.

Looking at Ye Qinghong, who was holding the Qingying Sword and standing alone in the spring water, his knuckles were a little pale, he finally sighed.

I feel that I still need to comfort my apprentice more or less.

Give each other some rewards.

From behind, he gently hugged the other party into his arms.

said softly.

"Although there is only one general outline of the Amazing Sword Art, everyone understands it differently and displays different styles. Next, relax your mind and experience it slowly. It is best to be able to open the glazed sword heart. Because the master's swordsmanship will be very Overbearing, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

As he spoke, Fang Yang gently grabbed the opponent's cold little hand and held the Qingying Sword.

In order to let the big apprentice feel more deeply.

Can clearly feel the direction of muscle strength.

The two were so close together that they almost merged into one.

Then, he slowly swung his sword!

Fang Yang's Shocking God Sword Art has reached its peak, it can be said that it has entered the realm of transformation, and its use is proficient.

Along with strands of Xuan Tiance's breath flew out.

The surrounding fog began to ripple.

In the end, a series of sword marks were left behind.

Sword marks all over the sky, like frost and snow.

Covered with night.

Also draw the spring water into a mirror.

There is a bright moon in every mirror.

Countless bright moons are shining brightly, illuminating the night.

Ye Qinghong was a little confused at first, but the moment he saw these sword marks.

His eyes narrowed.

I was addicted to it in an instant, and even my breathing became a little short.

As a swordsman who loves swords like his life.

She has her own pride.

But now, when she saw Master's swordsmanship.

Only then did I truly realize how small and insignificant I am.

When she was still thinking about how to save a round of bright moons with swordsmanship, Master was able to form countless bright moons in the sky.

it is good……

Overbearing swordsmanship!
It really wasn't something she could bear.

After a long time, the frost and snow dispersed, only the bright moon in the water was still slightly rippling.

Ye Qinghong's eyes were in a trance, and he finally came back to his senses after a long time, only to feel that everything just now was like a dream.

Probably the strongest swordsman in the world!

None of them are as refined as Master's swordsmanship.

To be precise, neither is on the same level.

The master is already beyond the ordinary.

However, it is also this moment...

Only then did she realize that the postures of herself and Master were so ambiguous and embarrassing.

The two also hugged.

But at that time, she was wearing a loose robe after all, separated by clothes.

But now, due to the soaking of spring water.

Both of their clothes were tightly attached to their bodies.

When they hug each other again, there is almost no barrier.

That burning shyness...

Let her such a cold temper almost collapse.

She felt as if she was sinking step by step, into the ethics, into the abyss of hell...

She actually felt a little trembling towards her master.

And most importantly...

Her master was upright from the beginning to the end, treating her as a father, everything was for her good.

She actually raised such thoughts.

It really shouldn't be...

She is ashamed of her master.

I am also ashamed of my junior sister.

If it was normal, she was so close to the devil, she would have assassinated him long ago.

But at this moment, she couldn't even hold the sword, and she even yearned for the hug with Master at this moment.

It was almost unimaginable to her.

that's it……

Whoa!
The spring water kept rippling.

In the thick fog, the two figures hug each other tightly.

On a tree not far from the shore.

Seeing this scene, Gong Yajun clenched his silver teeth, feeling that all the gods and Buddhas he believed in were useless.

There is some impulsiveness in my heart.

Damn the devil!
She had also met Blood Rain Demon Venerable at the Demon Dao Ceremony before. Although he was handsome, he was definitely not as attractive as he is now.

Just like a male vixen.

It made her wish to use all kinds of charms and all kinds of dual cultivation methods of Yingyue Temple to win the opponent down on the spot.

And most importantly...

The spring water is rippling.

The strong and stalwart body of the Mozun was exposed, which was the most ferocious poison for her, the nunnery master who had been silent for decades as the companion of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha.

Let her unconsciously want to immerse herself in it.

The night is like a veil, covering people's bodies, but at this moment, Gong Yajun wants to tear this veil into pieces.

She felt a little sorry for Huang Fuling before.

Such a stunning beauty was ruined by the devil, but now she is a little jealous.

It's her, Gong Yajun, who can't wait to lurk in.

She was the one who was crowned, trampled, and flogged...

At worst, the master and the apprentice will deal with the devil together.

She, Yingyue Nunnery, has always dared to love and hate, so does she still care about this?
This embarrassing and absurd thought only existed for a moment before being swept away by Gong Yajun on the spot.

The moonlight was bright, making the corner of her skirt shine.

Keep a close eye on the cheating master-student pair.

I just want them to move quickly and stop grinding like they are now.

Especially that big apprentice...

If you can do it, if you can't, come down.

As it is now, it is really indecisive.

……

Next, Fang Yang continued to practice sword with his big apprentice in his arms.

About an hour later.

I don't know how to practice the Shocking God Sword.

Anyway, the cold pool in Ye Qinghong's eyes has completely melted, and his lips are covered with blood.

The bundle of three thousand blue silks fell down at some point, barely covering her bright red side face.

It also covered the delicate sweat on his forehead.

"This sword... is too difficult to practice."

Fang Yang was filled with emotion.

He adjusted his robe again.

If this continues, he doesn't know whether Ye Qinghong has fallen, but he himself is likely to fall first.

Become that medieval ghost who abandons both gods and men and violates countless moral principles... Bah!Father!
Tonight's sword training is over...

Even if it's just remembering Fang Yang's domineering swordsmanship, for Ye Qinghong, it is a very exhausting thing.

Almost fainted.

Especially her relationship with the master made her feel a little bit incessant and confused, and she didn't know what to do.

She just wanted to leave this Houshan hot spring quickly, go home, and curl up in the corner of the bed, it was her own little world.

She can think about the way forward with peace of mind.

but……

Why are you more or less disappointed?
It's like something is missing.

She frowned slightly, her eyes dimmed and she was about to leave.

Suddenly, a domineering voice came from behind.

"and many more!"

This voice gave her a pause.

Before turning around, she was directly hugged into a wide arm, so tight that it seemed to be able to integrate her into the body.

Immediately afterwards, she saw those deep eyes and handsome face slowly approaching her.

Then...

It was that affectionate kiss.

"I practiced well tonight, and I will continue to work hard tomorrow night. I believe that you will master the swordsmanship of the world sooner or later."

Fang Yang is very clear about the way of being a teacher. If it should be serious, it should be serious, and if it should be gentle, it should be gentle, just like now.

Appropriately give some rewards to the disciples.

It will make Ye Qinghong more motivated to practice sword.

Most importantly, you don't have to be alone in bed...

The moonlight was bright, shining on Ye Qinghong's face.

The girl carries a sword on her back.

The appearance is cold, but the eyes are a little dull.

The faint girly fragrance is like mint.

can't help but smile
Seeing Ye Qinghong standing there in a daze, he seemed a little lost.

Fang Yang couldn't help sighing, the other party's nostalgia for him would naturally help him resolve his hatred, but the problem is that this nostalgia is too strong, and it must be dealt with appropriately.

Otherwise, something big will happen sooner or later.

but……

In what way?

After thinking for a while, he gradually came up with an idea, and suddenly said.

"Disciple, can Master tell you a story?"

"..."

Ye Qinghong looked up blankly.

She, who was still immersed in the kiss just now, was a little dazed at this moment, and she still didn't know what happened.

story?

Why did Master suddenly tell her a story?
She was a little puzzled.

But in her impression, all fathers in the world have indeed told stories to their daughters.

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

Since Master is like a father in her heart, it is normal to tell a story.

At this moment, she remembered when Master picked her up back then.

When she was a child, even with two braids tied, she also fantasized that Master would play with her like a father and practice swords with her.

Even hold her and tell stories.

But in the end, what he got in return was indifferent eyes, and even a sharp slap.

It was also that slap that made her completely let go of those thoughts and realized how ridiculous she was.

Converge all these to the depths of your heart.

Never thought about it again.

It's just that when he was very tired from practicing swords, he was slightly absent-minded.

I didn't expect Master to mention this on his own initiative now,
It gave her a sense of the vicissitudes of life and the trance of turning back the years, just like the one who was wearing Tsing Yi and holding the sword tightly.

Excitedly looking at Master's little girl.

There is endless anticipation in the eyes.

It's just that that year, the light in the little girl's eyes quickly went out.

But the light in her eyes has been burning, so scorching hot, so bright.

So, she got into Fang Yang's arms without knowing it, and found a comfortable position.

With a slight smile on his lips.

And such a contented smile also made the restlessness in Fang Yang's heart disappear instantly, becoming very soft.

Like a master, he gently stroked the other person's hair.

Then, he opened his mouth.

"The story my teacher told you today is not random, but has a very important meaning. I hope you can listen carefully and learn from it. After listening, the teacher will ask you what you have learned. This is an assessment, so don't be careless."

"..."

Ye Qinghong didn't speak, but just nodded.

Fang Yang took a deep breath, followed the memory in his mind, and said slowly.

"Ask the world, what is love, and teach life and death? Flying guests from all over the world, the old wings have a few cold and heat, happy fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children. You should have words, ten thousand miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains Mu Xue, who do you want to go to..."

An opening sentence...

It was the beginning of Condor Heroes.

The Legend of Condor Heroes is about the love between master and apprentice, which is very suitable for the situation of the two of them.

In the original book, the two are of course very happy in the end.

But he's going to remake it hard.

Let his apprentice understand that the relationship between master and apprentice is not that simple, so that his mind will gradually become colder.

In case Ye Qinghong forced him to expose his injuries before his skills recovered, it would be a bit funny or the loss outweighs the gain.

Therefore, there will be many adaptations of him, for example, both of Yang Guo's arms were cut off.

For another example, he has been searching hard for his master, but he doesn't know that his master has died long ago, so he can only search hard for dozens of years, and finally dies alone in a ruined temple.

I believe that after hearing this miserable story, Ye Qinghong should be poured cold water on him and keep his basic calm.

But soon, he found that things seemed to be going wrong...

　Sorry, it's a bit late to write, [-] words tomorrow, no!Let's make up for the [-] words today, and finish the plot of the nunnery master.Try to write more every day in the future.In fact, sometimes it’s not that I don’t want to write more, but mainly because I’m afraid that the writing will collapse.This story is not for Wen Chaogong, but to shape the psychology of Ye Qinghong's character, which will be very interesting.

　　
　
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