My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 121 Disciple, come to check your body as a teacher (seeking subscription)
The frost is like a waterfall.

Natural blow off!

Ye Qinghong stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Qingying Sword flew directly back into her hand.

Under the simmering murderous aura, he woke up.

Although still a little confused.

But as long as it is against a common enemy.

But still maintained a cold murderous intent.

That's right, in Qingyingjian's eyes, these women came to compete with her for food.

"Hufa Huang, what did you do with my master just now?"

"..."

Huang Fuling didn't say a word, she was still applying rouge.

And this time...

pat!

Rouge fell to the ground.

"oops……"

She called out tenderly, picked up Rouge, and cast a provocative glance at Ye Qinghong.

Then, twisting her weak waist, she walked out, two jade legs wrapped in silk stockings, looming in the skirt, graceful and charming.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghong's eyes became colder.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"Mrs. Mistress, think about it carefully, the slave family has already answered."

Huang Fuling smiled and said, then walked out of Feizhu.

Only Ye Qinghong frowned and thought hard, not quite understanding what the other party meant.

After all, Huang Fuling just groaned in pain from the moment she asked her to the time the other party went out.

Other than that, nothing else.

Could it be... that rouge?
She remembered the scene where Huang Fuling bowed her head to pick up the rouge just now, and the scene where the other party touched up her makeup.

Suddenly, as if he had guessed something, his eyes became colder and colder.

With slender knuckles like green onion roots, they gripped the Qingying Sword tightly.

Then he turned and looked at Fang Yang.

Lips pursed, silver teeth clenched.

As if making a decision, she waved her hand after a long time.

Clang!
Accompanied by a crisp sword chant.

Streams of green sword energy flew out, like water mist rippling, covering the entire fly, forming an enchantment.

Nothing can be heard outside unless the nodule ruptures.

Fang Yang's black robe billowed, and he was a little startled when he saw his big apprentice making such admiration, and felt uneasy in his heart.

The big apprentice won't be really stimulated to blacken, right?
After all, her love for herself was so fierce and deformed.

Even...willing to call himself father.

As for Huang Fuling's provocation just now, it's normal for her eldest apprentice to be stubborn and want to be blackened for a while.

If you want to blame it, blame that damned Formless Demon Physique!
Allow yourself just to be uncomfortable.

The blood was surging, and he couldn't bear Huang Fuling's temptation for a while.

Seeing the stubborn and cold appearance of his eldest apprentice, Fang Yang sighed, intending to give this girl some father's care.

Take a little relief.

So, he stretched out his hand, hugged the other party into his arms, and wrapped him in a large black robe.

"Don't worry, good student, Master will never..."

"Master, what about Huang Fuling, I want to do it too!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Qinghong on the spot. He lowered his head, just in time to see Ye Qinghong's stubborn and resolute appearance.

Look cool!

But the earlobes had already turned red, and the slender neck like a swan was covered with clouds at some point, and even the cold body was trembling slightly.It is enough to prove how nervous she is inside.

But even so, she still stubbornly stared at Fang Yang, at her master, without retreating a step!

Seeing this scene, Fang Yang couldn't help opening his eyes slightly, and was immediately startled by Ye Qinghong's decisive attitude.

In fact, he admired the character of his eldest apprentice.

But when he thought of the sacrifice Huang Fuling made just now, and the powder on his face, he couldn't help hesitating.

Will such a bold thing make my apprentice unbearable to be humiliated, and thus turn from love to hatred?
"My dear disciple, Master understands what you mean very well, but...you don't have to be like this. No matter what you do, you are Master's most beloved disciple."

He gently stroked Ye Qinghong's black hair, trying to persuade him, but he always felt that it was not appropriate to do so.

mainly……

in a hurry!

When he completely resolves the hatred in each other's hearts, sooner or later, these five female apprentices will all enjoy the great love and care of his master.

"No!"

Hearing Fang Yang's persuasion, Ye Qinghong shook his head, his eyes were so determined that he almost bit his lips to bleed.

"I understand Master's love for me!"

"However, the more this is the case, the more disciples cannot lose to others. Because, I was carefully cultivated by the master."

"Never lose!"

With firm and stubborn eyes, at this moment, Ye Qinghong is like a sharp sword.

But now, the sword is a little crooked.

"Forget it, forget it, since you insist on doing this, it's hard for Master to say anything, come on."

Fang Yang shook his head, knowing how stubborn his apprentice was, he simply stopped persuading him.

He just sat on the chair, waiting for his apprentice to imitate Huang Fuling's behavior.

Afterwards, he saw Ye Qinghong bowed slightly, reached out tremblingly, and lifted the black robe.

This kind of thing is indeed quite embarrassing for a person who has a cold personality but has always been proud and stubborn.

Especially the pride of Ye Qinghong, the shocking sword, is known all over the world.

"It's a mistake to pay for the many days of hot spring teaching and careful cultivation as a teacher."

"Filial piety, how can it be so bad?"

He sighed, more or less helpless, and then he saw Ye Qinghong's eyes closed, and his cold little hand touched his bulging, scorching... leg.

Then...the massage started.

Due to being too nervous, Ye Qinghong's movements were a little stiff, it was just a mechanical massage.

Fang Yang also understood very well, thinking that after a while, his eldest apprentice might be as dishonest as Huang Fuling and cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

As a result, after a long time...

Ye Qinghong blushed, with fine hair on his temples, dripping with sweat, and slowly stood up.

"Master, I didn't intend to read related books. I pressed a dozen of your acupuncture points just now, which made your muscles relax a lot. The effect should be better than that of Protector Huang."

She spoke in a clear voice, then seemed to think of something, and after Fang Yang got up, she tiptoed lightly.

Kissed his master on the lips.

It's not the same as before.

This time, Ye Qinghong clenched his fist, and his lips stayed on Fang Yang's for a long time.

It's a slow separation.

After that, she flicked her high ponytail slightly, and she said stubbornly while her blue hair was rippling.

"Master, the apprentice has already finished. Without the permission of the master, he offended the master. Please punish the master."

"..."

Fang Yang looked indifferent, but if you look carefully, you can see that there is some consternation in his eyes.

Or... unbelievable.

That's it?

Is this over?

My head hurts, and the formless demon body is boiling.

In the end...

That's all?It is really disappointing.

But at this time, Ye Qinghong saw Fang Yang was silent, thinking that Master was angered by his bold offense,

after all……

Master is not humane, and he only cares for himself purely and cleanly.

Such actions by myself are really against ethics, and it is also the greatest offense to Master.

But... She really doesn't allow herself to lose to anyone.

Except for a few junior sisters.

"My apprentice said that what Huang Hufa can do, so can my disciple. Just now, Huang Hufa massaged the master, and Qinghong also massaged the master, and the massage was even better. Huang Hufa kissed the master, and the rouge fell off. , Qinghong also kissed the master, and the time was longer. Huang Hufa, after all, is not as good as a disciple."

Ye Qinghong held the sword, his glazed pupils were filled with pride, and Fang Yang was a little dumbfounded.

Rubbed his eyebrows.

My apprentice, after all, is a little too naive.

I underestimated Huang Fuling, and underestimated this chaotic world.

Huang Fuling, a goblin, is good at seduction and has audacity. Can her massage be a serious massage?

Moreover, the rouge fell, not a kiss...

It was just treating his headache.

It's good now, he was completely put here by Ye Qinghong, he was in a dilemma.

Looking at the cold and beautiful cheeks of his big apprentice, looking at the graceful curves that are beautiful and lifeless.

Fang Yang's Phaseless Demon Body activated again.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he just stared at Ye Qinghong.

And Ye Qinghong saw that the master didn't say a word, and there was a terrifying aura exuding from his body, and his breathing became heavy.Thinking that the master was completely furious and didn't want to talk to him, his eyes dimmed instantly.

The bright moon in the cold pool seems to be slowly disappearing...

Regret?
she whispered to herself.

But in the end, Liuli Jianxin became brighter and sharper.

Do not!
She won't regret it, no matter how many times she comes.

because……

In any case, she will never give up her master to anyone.

But now, since Master hates her so much, she can only leave.

Ye Qinghong bit his lip and waved his hand.

Zheng!
Another sword chant.

The Qingying Sword flew directly back into her hand.

And this time...

The sword energy flying around is also slowly dissipating, and the barrier formed by the sword energy is gradually opened just like that.

She took one last look at Master, and reluctantly walked out. Just as she was about to reach the door, a slightly trembling domineering voice came from behind.

"and many more!"

One sentence made Ye Qinghong tremble all over, he stopped slowly, and turned to look at his master.

Seeing that Master's complexion was ugly and his veins were bulging, he just stared at her so closely.

"My dear disciple, that curse is really difficult to deal with, and it will come back again at some point. Take off your clothes, and let Master examine your body carefully."

As he spoke, Fang Yang's robe fluttered.

A terrifying gust of wind gushed out from his body, diffused to the surroundings, and soon sealed off the entire flight.

No sound could be heard.

Before Ye Qinghong could react, he appeared in front of his apprentice in a flash.

Ye Qinghong was already very tall, but at this moment he could only reach Fang Yang's chest, and was hugged tightly by his master.

The scorching hot skin and disordered breathing made Ye Qinghong more and more nervous.

For some reason, I remembered the scene in Mozun Pavilion today.

for a while...

It was a little dazzled.

The slender and cold jade legs were twisted together somehow.

At this moment, she couldn't tell whether it was a demon or the truth.

but……

Even if it was a demon, she couldn't bear to cut it down any longer.

because……

This is her master.

Just like that, during this flight, Ye Qinghong took off his clothes at some point.

Confused, he got into Fang Yang's arms almost mechanically.

Let Master check the injury.

Fang Yang, on the other hand, took a deep breath, his body like a dragon elephant.

The hot blood was constantly flowing through his body, making his big hands extremely hot, just touching Ye Qinghong's cold and slightly red skin.

Then, the airflow of the formless demon body gushed out, searching for the shadow of the curse from top to bottom.

It has to be said that Master Yin Gui was indeed too difficult and cunning.

Curse is too hidden.

He searched over and over again, inspecting almost every inch of Tuer's body from top to bottom.

But still did not find the figure of the curse.

……

After a long time, the wind is still blowing outside.

The cold pool in Ye Qinghong's eyes had completely melted, turning into a pool of spring water, flowing slowly.

Let her originally cold figure become weak and weak.

and this……

All because of that vicious curse.

That's right, that's it!
Under the comfort of that cold skin, Fang Yang has gradually recovered his calmness, he is no longer as restless as before, and his eyes are much clearer.

Just looking at the big apprentice with messy hair, who seemed to be in a daze, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Disciple, it seems that the curse has been removed by me. As a teacher, I wasted your time after all."

A calm voice brought Ye Qinghong back to his senses gradually, biting his lip as if thinking of something.

"No! I don't blame Master, Master is also for my own good. Moreover, the curse is too cunning, Qinghong can feel it, it is still in the body of the apprentice. In the future... I will trouble Master Zun continues to check on me."

After saying this, Ye Qinghong waved his hand, and the clothes on the ground were directly put on her body.

She felt that she couldn't stay in the flight any longer, it was really uncomfortable, so she flew directly downwards, flying towards a cold pool in a deep mountain and old forest.

(End of this chapter)