My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 11 is your big day

【Threader: Han Lingxuan】

【Boundary: None】

[Physique: Marrying Clothes Divine Physique (after double cultivation, the same amount of skill will be passed on to the double cultivation to help them cultivate)]

[Favourability degree: -25 (hate to the bone)]

The water mist is dense, in the space of the mind.

The puppet of Princess Zhennan, with red threads tied all over her body, kneeling on the ground.

The panel above the head has changed slightly.

"The favorability has increased by five points?"

"It can also increase the favorability? One month is indeed too long."

"However, it's not in vain for my efforts."

Fang Yang supported his waist, very relieved, because these five points of favorability were not in vain.

At the very least, he was given 5 marriage points, that is, 5 chances to draw a lottery.

【Ding! 】

[The treasure chest has been opened, consuming one marriage point.Your baby was stolen by a mouse.Consolation point +1 (when the consolation point is 10, next time you draw, you will get 100% treasure chest)]

"???"

Fang Yang slowly typed out three question marks, with black lines all over his head, what do you mean?
The baby was stolen by a mouse?
That's nothing, thank you for your patronage.

Moreover, why is this lottery method so familiar?

No, keep smoking.

【Ding! 】

[The treasure chest has been opened, consuming one marriage point.Your baby was stolen by a mouse.Comfort point +1 Current comfort point 2]

【…】

Two consecutive blanks.

Fang Yang doubted his luck a little.

its not right!
When I first drew a lottery, my winning rate was very high.

How did this fail?
Is it bad luck today?
No!

I can't smoke anymore, I have to save these two points of marriage value, and wait until the time comes to turn around.

Fang Yang still trusts his own self-control, and is about to quit.

Or...for the last time?
Maybe the previous two times were just mats.

【Ding! 】

[The treasure chest has been opened, consuming one marriage point.Your baby was stolen by a mouse, comfort point +1, current comfort point 3]

The three points of Marriage Points have already been consumed, is it still short of the last two points?
smoke!
【Ding! 】

[The treasure chest has been opened, consuming one marriage point.Your baby was stolen by a mouse.Comfort point +1, current comfort point four. 】

Fang Yang's head was covered with black lines, and his face turned cold.

He felt like he was stuck.

"The last... last time, if I am still in the air force, I will never draw this broken prize."

He gritted his teeth.

【Ding! 】

[The treasure chest has been opened, consume one marriage point, and get the use card of Ye Qinghong's Peak Shocking Sword.After use, Ye Qinghong's peak combat power can be obtained for 10 minutes. (Note: This card is the full version of Shocking God Sword Art)]

"Is there really such a thing as withdrawing from the pit to keep them?"

Fang Yang's face was full of astonishment, and there was an extra card in his hand, which was drawn vividly, exactly like his first disciple.

"..."

On purpose, absolutely on purpose!
Fang Yang once suspected that his so-called old age system was actually an adult version.

Otherwise, how could it be so crooked?

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore,
For the next day, Fang Yang practiced exercises in Mozun Pavilion.

Don't look at how he fooled Princess Zhennan last night.

That's because Princess Zhennan is the most ordinary mortal, and what's more, his acting skills exploded.

If you run into other people, it's not so easy to fool around.

The Mozun closed himself to death for a month, and the fact that he became obsessed was basically known to everyone.

He believes that there are already many people in the Demon Palace who are about to move, and the reason why there is no movement until now.

It was purely because of being intimidated by the Demon Lord's prestige, leaving a psychological shadow,
But this shadow will dissipate quickly with the passage of time, and next, he will encounter various temptations.

When this group of people is completely sure that he is indeed seriously injured, they will definitely attack brazenly.

At that time, no amount of camouflage will work.

Therefore, his top priority is to improve his strength as soon as possible.

And, try to satisfy the princess, give her care like a spring breeze, and increase her favorability.

Thereby continue the lottery.

In comparison, the second thing is even more important than the first thing.

After all, it takes a long time to improve one's strength, but it only takes a moment to draw a card.

Perhaps, this is the charm of the lottery!
However, how can we quickly brush up favorability?

Mozun hasn't done it for three years, so can he do it himself?

Fang Yang thought hard.

In the end, I thought of the five points of favorability that were inexplicably increased today.

This can't help but make his eyes light up.

Got it!

That Demon Lord is boring!
Definitely not good at studying!
Perhaps, he can start from this aspect.

Thinking of this, he rang the bell, wrote a note, and flicked it lightly.

A dark wind blew through the hall.

As if there was a ghost, he blew out the note.

This is a kind of mechanism arrangement of Mozun Pavilion, as long as the Gang Qi is stimulated a little, it can make the dark wind blow in the hall and control it for him.

That's all he can do now.

jingle!

jingle!

It didn't take long.

A Demon Cultist walked in from the outside tremblingly.

The dark palace, the dim candlelight.

The cold wind hovered in the hall, whimpering like a ghost.

It can almost blow into the bones of a person.

Thinking of Mozun's violent character, thinking of the countless people who died in this hall.

The Demon Cultist's legs softened, but he still walked forward bravely.

It didn't take long before he saw a row of steps. There were nine steps in total, all made of black jade.

There was a burst of bloody smell on it.

And above the steps, there is a huge throne.

A tall figure, shrouded in darkness, couldn't see his face clearly, just sitting in the darkness so indifferently.

It seems to be examining himself.

The layers of black mist seemed to come from the abyss.It made his soul tremble, as if the sky was about to collapse, without any hesitation, he knelt down on the ground with a plop.

He knew that the person in front of him was the Demon Sect Demon Lord!

The existence that ranked first in the black list of the Tang Dynasty.

Sweeping all over the world, dare not refuse.

His hands were stained with monstrous blood, his feet were filled with white bones, and the most terrifying thing was.

It is said that nine out of ten people who come to this Mozun Pavilion cannot get out.

They will all be buried under the steps, guarding the throne of the demon king!
Sitting in the dark, Fang Yang looked at the subordinate kneeling on the ground, expressionless, and nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that this "Xuantian Strategy" does work.

He doesn't know if he can fool the sky.

But it is enough to fool ordinary people. It is obvious that he is not even a second-rank master.

But this coercion of heaven!
But it was enough to make everyone bow their heads obediently in front of him.

Gathering his mind, Fang Yang continued to run Xuan Tiance, and asked in a deep voice.

"Are you from Chunqingtang?"

"No... that's right."

The Demon Cultist's voice was trembling, and he didn't even dare to lift his head.

And Fang Yang happened to see the groom's official uniform on the other party, raised his eyebrows, and raised his tone slightly.

"It seems that I disturbed you. You just embraced a beautiful woman, married a wife and took a concubine? Today is really your big day."

"No...not my big day, but your big day, Mozun. I am willing to give my wife to Mozun, and I only ask Mozun to spare my life."

(End of this chapter)