My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 117 The Great Apprentice Huang Fuling's Shura Field (Subscribe)

The bell of the common people rang again.

Not long after, a series of figures flew by.

Thousands of figures have gathered under Mozun Your Excellency.

They are all demon cultists.

From Dharma protectors to ordinary disciples, there are everything that one expects to find.

These people stood in front of the hall, looking at the figure above their heads with fanatical eyes.

Majestic, majestic, fiery...

Fluttering hair, handsome cheeks, and a pair of deep, dark eyes.

So thrilling.

The first thought in my heart.

As expected of his own Demon Lord, the well-known men in the Tang Kingdom are sad and women are soft. Many women have lost their families because of him not thinking about food and drink.

second thought.

broken!

My family seems to be women too,
Suddenly, I looked back.

Sure enough, all the female believers were dazzled, staring closely at the figure above.

The slender legs were intertwined and rubbed against each other.

Eyes full of longing and resentment.

Above the Mozun Pavilion, there is a strong wind.

Ye Qinghong stood behind his master, looking at that firm and domineering back.

Her heart trembled wildly, and her originally clear eyes revealed a bit of confusion.

You must know that the ancestor Yin Gui is an existence in the four-leaf dharmakaya realm, and his strength is definitely not enough. Coupled with that strange curse, countless people are frightened by the news.

Now, in order to avenge her, her master is willing to ring the bell of life. What kind of affection is this?

Thinking of how Master had just fed her his own blood without hesitation, her hand holding the sword tightened a bit.

It is completely certain that my master has changed his mind and is completely different from before.

For a moment, she thought of The Legend of Condor Heroes again.

The female apprentice in the story was able to dedicate everything to the master, including her own body, regardless of the world.

She, too.

Afterwards, Ye Qinghong saw the pairs of longing eyes in front of the main hall.

His gaze became much colder in an instant.

Chill.

The Qingying sword in his hand actually condensed into layers of frost, which was bitingly cold, and he couldn't wait to slash at this group of people.

……

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

Maybe it was feeling the wrath of the Demon Lord, or maybe it was the mysterious changes brought about by Quantianshu itself.

The wind was blowing, and the sky was full of dark clouds.

Upstairs on Mozun, Fang Yang moved his big hand backwards, and before Ye Qinghong could react, he hugged him into his arms, and covered him with a wide robe.

A pair of hands, just placed on the graceful buttocks wrapped in the blue robe, made Ye Qinghong tremble suddenly.

For some reason, he didn't break free.

Those eyes, as cold as ice, actually melted a little.

She raised her head, just in time to meet Fang Yang's domineering and cold gaze.

"Everyone!"

"My Blood Rain Sect itself is the number one demon sect in the Tang Kingdom. Now, someone dares to provoke this deity and hurt the deity's disciples."

"Should kill!"

"Blood Rain teaches everyone, follow me to kill the enemy!"

"I must kill a sea of ​​​​blood!"

boom!
A violent breath rushed out of Fang Yang's body. At this moment, he directly showed the formless demon body.

The taller the stature, the more violent the temperament.

Let him come into the world like a devil, that terrifying coercion swept all around, making everyone fall to the ground with a thump.

His face was pale, and he kept roaring.

"The sun rises in the east, and the Demon Lord is undefeated!"

"The sun rises in the east, and the Demon Lord is undefeated!"

"..."

In this endless roar.

Swish!
A huge Moyu flew out of Mozun Pavilion, mighty and mighty.

It happened to stop at His Excellency Mozun.

Fang Yang put his arms around his big apprentice, leaped into the sky, and entered the sky.

The formless demon body is closer to the demon itself, especially now that it is still in an incomplete state, and it will encourage the inner demon.

In addition, the original icy skin of the great apprentice became scorching hot at some point, even through the clothes.

For a moment, the veins in his head were violent again, and he had some headaches.

Knead it a little bit.

Release the eldest disciple.

"Let's go!"

With an icy voice, he gave an order, and Flying Thrust trembled slowly, preparing to take off, and a group of disciples were also ready.

And this time...

"and many more!"

Accompanied by a whimper.

A soft-faced, light-hearted woman with a natural charm flew over from afar. It was Huang Fuling. Behind her was a man who was Yuan Heng who had practiced the "Bi Gui Jue" to the peak.

The two soon came to the front of Demon Venerable Fei Zhuo.

Before everyone could react, they saw Huang Fuling kneeling on the ground with a plop.

Dresses fluttering, figures swaying,
Johnson said.

"Nujia, I am willing to go out with the demon. Use gentle massage techniques to relieve the fatigue of the demon's head."

It was quiet all around, and everyone felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but Fang Yang who was inside Feizhu adjusted his sitting posture, then stood up slowly, and walked out of Feizhu.

The formless demon body rolled and moved, the scorching breath and handsome face made Huang Fuling's beautiful eyes shine.

Peach-like buttocks.

Couldn't help but rippling slightly.

Worthy of being a Demon Lord...

He is simply a rare great man in the world.

Such a man can be served by her, the saintess of Shadow Moon Nunnery, and even...become a slave like a puppy.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she just climbed up in front of Fang Yang, lowered her head slightly, and rubbed Fang Yang's trousers with her face.

"Mozun, please take the slave family to go out together."

Quiet, dead still...

That resentment, with a trembling voice, made everyone stunned for a moment.

Men are envious, women are jealous.

Male disciple: I'm so envious. As expected of the Demon Lord, he can make the famous femme fatale of the Demon Cult kneel and lick in public.

Female believer: I'm so jealous. As expected of a famous vixen, she hooked up with the Demon Lord just like that.

Afterwards, the group of people turned their attention to Yuan Heng, looking at Protector Yuan who was dressed in emerald green and had a gloomy face.

Can't help feeling again and again.

No wonder this person can be a Dharma protector, it turns out that he has such a heart.

Able to tolerate anger that others cannot tolerate.

Really...

Scheming!

shame!

Great shame filled the depths of my heart.

Looking at Huang Fuling who was kneeling on the ground humblely.

Yuan Heng was distraught.

pain!It hurts so much!
Pain through the sky!

This is his goddess, so cold and proud in front of him.

Now he actually kneels in front of the devil, wanting to lick the devil's dirty feet.

What a disgrace is this?

And all of this is only because of the order issued by Yingyue Temple, Fu Ling was forced to do so, and endured the huge...torture of the devil!
But he could only helplessly watch all this happen.

Seeing Fu Ling being teased by the devil in grief and indignation.

At most, close the windows and guard the door.

What is his use?

……

At this time, under the eyes of all.

Fang Yang looked coldly at Huang Fuling who was kneeling in front of him, and a black line rose on his forehead.

She really is a witch...

Others could only see the woman rubbing against his leg with her delicate face.

But because of the angle problem, or because of the wide skirt that Huang Fuling specially wore.

No one noticed that this Guardian Huang was rubbing not only with his face, but also with the two graceful arcs under his slender neck.

The arc is melodious and rippling.

Just like Hufa Huang's trendy massage techniques, ordinary people simply can't bear it.

Not to mention Fang Yang who is still in a state of no magic body.

All of a sudden, the veins popped up.

The black robe stirred.

But still kept calm.

"Hufa Huang, I remember that you are not feeling well recently. Do you really want to follow this deity to go to war? This deity will be very angry for the past two days. He is already full of... anger and has nowhere to vent. Massaging this deity will be very tiring. I I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Huang Fuling's tender body trembled, and she raised her head, her face like a foxy child was filled with clouds at some point, and those eyes were even more enchanting, almost able to suck the soul of a person in.

That's how he complained.

"As the leader of the Blood Rain Sect, Demon Venerable, he has worked hard and devoted himself to the sect... He has sacrificed too much. I am willing to shed blood and tears for Demon Venerable, and I will not hesitate to do so."

Having said all this, Fang Yang naturally has no reason to refuse.

And the most important thing is that he really enjoys Huang Fuling's new massage techniques, besides those slender hands, there are also...

This method is the best way to relieve head fatigue.

And the most important thing is that Huang Fuling's favorability degree is 100, which has reached the full value, and he is the most loyal person to him.

By the way, he also wants to know the other two secrets...

How big is it.

He still wants to explore and get the treasure chest.

"Since Protector Huang insists on this, it would be unreasonable for the deity to refuse, so protector Huang will follow the deity to go out..."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yang directly entered the flying room.

Huang Fuling's beautiful eyes lit up, and there were spring water in her eyes, she bit her lip, as if she couldn't wait any longer.

Just about to stand up, Yuan Heng leaned over and wanted to help, but Huang Fuling stepped aside in disgust.

He tugged at the skirt, as if afraid of getting it dirty.

That step back made Yuan Heng stunned.

That devil touched the goddess' mouth just now, he just wanted to touch her arm.

Heartache is spreading.

At this moment, Yuan Heng even felt that he should not stand in front of the fly, but should get under the fly, that is the most suitable place for him.

Take a deep breath and push the emotion out.

Yuan Heng comforted himself over and over again.

Afterwards, he took the initiative to lift the curtain in front of him, and took out two pieces of soft armor from his bosom.

"Fu Ling, this is a gift from me to you to deal with the devil. The devil is so vicious that he often makes you kneel down, which will definitely hurt your knees. My two soft armors are made of gold thread No matter how much you kneel, it won't hurt, and I guarantee that the devil's plan will not succeed."

His eyes were full of grief and indignation, and he was already thinking in his heart, when to catch a few women to vent his anger, and let the other party kneel in front of him without doing anything.

however……

Under Yuan Heng's expectant eyes, Huang Fuling didn't even look over, but said indifferently.

"It's okay, I mostly massage in the demon's arms."

boom!
Yuan Heng's eyes were wide open, as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, his chest was heavy and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Huang Fuling's back as she entered Feizhu, she seemed to have seen the scene where his beloved was being abused by the devil.

for a while...

My heart is full of grief and indignation.

And, there are wisps of joy that seem to be absent.

Under the attention of all the people, Fei Ji trembled slightly, and soon, he rushed straight into the sky.

The disciples of the Devil's Cult turned into shadows and followed behind.

For a moment, a mighty force swept towards the direction of Yingyue Nunnery.

……

Mo Yu flew inside.

Huang Fuling had just entered, so she didn't even look at who was inside.

He lowered his head and smiled charmingly.

Then, she gently took off the long skirt outside.

It revealed the beautiful, delicate and youthful body.

She was originally a disciple of Shadow Moon Nunnery.

All the people in Yingyue Nunnery, because of the way of standing, pay attention to skin care since childhood, and use herbs and milk to bathe from time to time.

Even, in order to ensure that the gracefulness of the arc tends to be perfect.

They also need to practice special skills and wear special obscene clothes.

And Huang Fuling, as the saintess of Shadow Moon Temple, naturally paid the most attention to these things.

It can be described as a natural stunner.

As the long skirt came off, she revealed her obscene clothes today.

The fluffy one is made of high-quality snow fox fur, which can barely cover the arc.

It seems to be exposed but not exposed, and it seems to be hidden but not hidden, which is the most attractive.

And the most important thing is that on its buttocks, there is an extra fox tail at some point, which is also made of high-quality fox fur.

With a slight shake, it rippled gently.

Perhaps because she noticed Fang Yang's gaze, Huang Fuling, who had been lowering her head, shivered slightly.

Two orphaned ears were exposed between the black hair.

Coupled with her naturally charming face and captivating eyes, she is really like a vixen in the wilderness.

I plan to have a good night with the scholar and absorb the yang energy.

In fact, this body was carefully designed by Huang Fuling, coupled with the full cooperation of Yingyue Temple.

In the whole world, there is only this set of clothes.

Seeing that Huang Fuling started exerting strength as soon as he came in, Fang Yang was stunned for a moment, and at the same time he rubbed the center of his brows while feeling hot.

It can only be said... as expected of a goblin.

He never let go of the slightest chance, and every time he was able to seize the opportunity to please him.

In fact, he knew very well the reason why the other party pretended to be a vixen.

The night before, when he, the top boss of the Devil's Cult, went to his subordinate's house to condolences to Huang Fuling.

Seeing Huang Fuling's lovely and pitiful appearance, his heart softened, so he told the other party a story of Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio - Ying Ning.

Emphasis was placed on vixen.

At that time, Huang Fuling's eyes lit up, she was very interested, and asked several times about Yingning's specific appearance and clothes.

He thought the woman just liked the story.

original……

The other party is interested in the people in the story.

I want to become Ying Ning, get under his robe, and massage him, to add some fun and...excitement.

It has to be said that such a goblin really makes people feel dizzy, helpless, and it also makes his breathing a little short.

The blood was boiling hot like magma, and his eyes gradually became scarlet.

The formless demon body activated, making his eyes full of tyranny and cruelty.

He wanted to grab the vixen's ears and teach him a lesson so that he would know how cruel this demon is.

"Mozun, my concubine is Yingning. Tonight, on a beautiful day, it's better to let my family add fragrance to your red sleeves, dance with flute and play jade. So that the anger in Mozun's heart can be reduced..."

Huang Fuling's eyes were blurred, and she spoke with resentment.

Just as he was about to walk towards Fang Yang, he felt a biting cold.

Immediately afterwards, the sword was full of energy.

Countless sword qi rippling like a cold pool permeated the flying.

Accompanied by the cold sound of sword drawing like a gold and stone impact.

"Hufa Huang, is this how you massage my master?"

(End of this chapter)