My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 107 Kneel Down (Subscribe)

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand.

Layers of mist shrouded the hot spring pool.

Fang Yang opened his eyes, only to feel that his head was extremely tired, as if he had gone through a big battle.

Then, he looked down.

He found a graceful woman lying in his arms, with disheveled hair and tired eyes.

Layers of blush covered the beautiful cheeks with the breath of time.

The delicate skin is even more green and purple.

And the Buddhist beads in the other party's hands were smashed into pieces at some point.

Only the cinnabar mole on the snow-white collarbone became brighter red.

And this time...

According to the records in the diary, Fang Yang probably knew who this woman was and her identity.

The master of Yingyue Nunnery, Gong Yajun.

Naturally stunning!

The existence of Erye Dharmakaya realm.

The reason why the devil didn't take her captive to the Devil's Cult back then was partly because Shadow Moon Temple seemed weak.

But relying on the betrayal of female disciples, marriages spread all over the world, and even major dynasties have their contacts.

Second come...

Blood Rain Demon Lord doesn't like nuns.

I don't even like that Ziyi.

"The devil... the appreciation ability is not very high."

Fang Yang sighed with emotion, only felt that Blood Rain Demon Lord was nothing more than that.

But the problem is...

The various sects of the Devil's Cult are at odds with each other, intrigues.

Although Yingyue Nunnery believed in the ancient Qingdeng Buddha, their belief actually added a layer of buff to their charm.

It looks more and more attractive.

It's equivalent to the cosplay in the previous life, but it's played more professionally and flamboyantly.

Translucent Ziyi...

Some even have special zippers to open the crotch...

Who can resist this?

As a result, Yingyue Nunnery was also beaten into the magic way, and was scolded as a bunch of foxes.

Under such circumstances, why did the master of Yingyue Temple suddenly come to Houshan Hot Spring?

Moreover, he took off his clothes and said something inexplicable?
Could it be that it is really worthless?
Do not!Absolutely impossible!
Thinking of the purple bright moon he saw just before he fell into a coma, and thinking of Gong Yajun's proud expression, he frowned.

It is roughly guessed that the other party is not good.

After a while of fingers, he will tap on the opponent's acupuncture points, bring the opponent into the magic palace, and lock him with chains.

But the next moment...

He saw the cold book floating in the air.

It was Xuan Tiance.

Do not know why……

Although Xuan Tian Ce is a high-level cultivation method of the heavens, Fang Yang always feels that it is far more than that.

A secret method that can easily block the breath, attract visions from heaven and earth, and prevent others from divination.

It's a bit too evil.

What's more, even he himself didn't know that after practicing Xuan Tiance, something like this would appear between his brows.

It's just that it hasn't been summoned before.

Now, after crushing Ye Qinghong's card and reaching the Grand Master realm, this thing will slip out by itself.

With a thought in his mind, the cold book slowly drifted towards the center of his eyebrows, and entered his mind in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, he sensed something was wrong, a purple moon appeared on the first page of the book.

The moon is very shallow, exuding a faint brilliance, and two chains are locked on it, and it is embedded in the book.

Fang Yang could clearly feel that if he wanted to, with a single thought, he could directly destroy the moon with the help of Xuan Tiance's power.

Thinking of this, he brewed his spiritual consciousness, entered the moon, and immediately expanded the purple moon.

Then...

There was a whining sound.

Gong Yajun slowly opened his eyes.

Memories of what had just been lost flooded my mind.

She only felt sore all over, as if she had been impacted by the continuous hot spring, and her bones were about to fall apart.

For a moment, her eyebrows were tightly clustered.

It didn't slow down for a long time.

After a long time, I realized that I seemed to be in someone else's arms, lying on a broad chest.

Raising his head, he met a pair of deep eyes.

So deep and cold.

The face is cold and handsome, and the black hair dances wildly.

There was a domineering aura exuding from his body, this person was none other than Blood Rain Demon Lord.

The fine sweat, domineering breath, and the scars all over his body proved what happened just now.

Thinking of himself as the majestic head of the Shadow Moon Temple, who is quite a position in the magic way, he was so humiliated by the demon king just now.

She is so... uncomfortable.

after all……

Her plan just now was divided into two steps.

One: Control the devil and make him a puppet.

Two: Take possession of this monster and have fun.

Now it is just to advance the second step.

No wonder my darling apprentice is being tortured by a demon...

This demon is really too... so bold!
Even the charm technique that she has practiced for so many years is still difficult to take down this devil.

but……

She must resist!
Swish!
Gong Yajun's face turned cold, and he broke away from Fang Yang's arms suddenly, with a wave of his palm, the mist covered her body.

Afterwards, the Ziyi placed on the shore floated over.

It fits right on her body.

It's just that this Ziyi is originally a sexy clothing designed by Yingyuean, which is quite close-fitting...

Plus get wet with water.

Hazy, looming.

It's even more frustrating.

Just now... what happened?

Obviously, he was trying his best to use the secret technique, trying to make the seeds in the devil's body surge out.

In the end, a book was fished out.

And this book swallowed his Ziyue.

"By the way, Ziyue!"

She woke up suddenly, as if she had thought of something, started to breathe, felt it carefully, and finally found that there was still a moon floating in her mind, but this moon had become much dimmer.

Just like myself, full of scars...

It was not light to be tossed.

What the hell is that book?
Why is it so weird?
Hasn't Huang Fuling already dedicated herself?Could it be that the seeds left in the opponent's body were also swallowed by this book?

Confused, she bit her lip.

Looking at the stalwart figure standing indifferently in the hot spring, his body was always shrouded in a layer of mysterious mist.

Feeling the strangeness and terror of the devil more and more,
Creepy, chills down the spine.

Is this the unity of man and nature?
The devil didn't even make a move, just stood there and conquered her.

And she couldn't even see what realm this demon was from the beginning to the end, the gap between the two was too great.

escape!
Run away!
As soon as this thought appeared, it drove Gong Yajun to flee, this demon was too terrifying and invincible.

It's not something she can fight at all.

I am afraid that the entire Shadow Moon Temple united will not be the opponent of the other party.

The mist spread, and the figure flew by.

In an instant, Gong Yajun was about to fly out of the Houshan Hot Spring.

She glanced back from the corner of her eye, and found that the devil was standing still.

Can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This devil... is too proud.

It seems that I escaped a catastrophe today.

But the next moment...

"stop!"

A faint voice came from the mist.

Let the mist roll.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a purple moon flash in her mind, as if a phantom of a book appeared, and she fell down uncontrollably.

It fell into the spring with a bang.

Head down and hips up.

Here comes a head onion.

Fortunately, her reaction was comparative, otherwise she would have been embarrassing.

"What exactly is going on?"

Gong Yajun's face was pale and he was flustered, completely confused about the situation.

Just feel the Ziyue in her body carefully, which is her primordial spirit.

At this moment, there is a phantom of a book above Ziyue, which surrounds the whole moon and controls the moon tightly.

Lock her primordial spirit in place.

At this moment, no matter how stupid she was, she realized what had happened.

Her Ziyue has already been imprinted by the devil and has become the shape of the devil.

Controlled by the devil.

The primordial spirit is a person's soul, and it is a person's possession. Now her primordial spirit is grasped by the other party.

The whole person is naturally manipulated by the other party.

She originally wanted to turn the devil into a puppet and play around with it.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he became a puppet instead and was played by the devil for a while.

Could it be that……

Is this her fate?

She was ashamed and angry, and just when she didn't know what to do, that cold voice came from the mist again.

"come over!"

Domineering words, words follow the law.

Gong Yajun bit her lip tightly, trying to control herself, unwilling to bear this humiliation, but the next moment, the purple moon flashed again.

She walked towards the devil uncontrollably.

Moreover, in this state, her life-striking art of seductiveness works automatically, and her instincts are gradually exposed.

Involuntarily, he unbuttoned the collar of Ziyi.

Exposing a large piece of snow-white skin, he swayed and walked towards the devil.

I don't know when there was another string of Buddhist beads in my hand.

Other Buddhist beads can purify one's heart and asceticism, but the Buddhist beads of her Shadow Moon Temple can exude a strange fragrance.

It makes people's blood boil and it's hard to suppress.

Just like that, he walked up to Fang Yang step by step.

The Demon Lord has a huge figure, and she can barely reach the Demon Lord's chest, and she looks so petite.

Then...

She saw those indifferent eyes again.

It's like an abyss of hell, without any emotion, let alone pity, just looking at her so coldly.

it's over...

I was controlled by this devil.

I heard that this demon was extremely violent, and it could even be said that he had a psychological change. Many people died under the hands of this demon.

I wouldn't die tragically today, would I?
She was terrified.

"Your Majesty!"

Another indifferent voice sounded.

It was as if a mountain was pressing on her body, which she could not bear.

Kneeling in front of Fang Yang in such a humiliating manner.

There are tears in my heart.

The spring water was rippling, and the spring water here was not too deep, so when she knelt down, she was not buried by the spring water.

The moon is hazy...

The faint moonlight shone down on her body, shining on the hazy clothes and beautiful curves.

as well as……

Fine scars.

Kneeling in the spring water, Gong Yajun felt like a humiliated dog, while her master, that is, the devil, stood in front of her so coldly.

The robes rolled.

The height is very appropriate!

Then, a thick hand touched her head and pressed it on her head, gradually exerting force...

(End of this chapter)