My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 122 Hua Lianyue: I want to marry Master first (please subscribe)

The cold pool is lingering, and the fog is dense.

Ye Qinghong got into the cold pool, letting the icy water submerge him.

But even so, her body was still extremely hot.

The originally cold pupils were already rippling with spring water.

For a moment, she remembered the scene just now.

Thinking of the scene when the master's hot hands were examining her body, the legs as cold as jade were slightly twisted together.

Bite your lips.

The cold face was covered with a blush at some point.

Then...

Slowly got into the spring water.

Gollum.

A string of blisters came out.

Master's hand is so big!
Checked, so detailed!

It's all because the curse was too cunning, and the master couldn't find it again and again.

But... also thanks to the curse.

Ye Qinghong's heart was in a mess, his mind was already blank.

For a while, he remembered the big, hard, and hot muscles of the demon king when he massaged the demon king today.

After a while, I remembered what I said in front of Huang Fuling.

Apprentice...

Is it really impossible to become a teacher's wife?

It seems that... it is also possible.

After all, in the story of "The Legend of Condor Heroes", Yang Guo walked with Xiaolongnv.

The two also lived a happy life.

Yang Guo can do it, so can he.

now……

She has basically eliminated her hatred for Master.

There is only a trace of heart knot left.

And... the biggest concern, the junior sisters.

Junior sisters, the misunderstanding of the master is too deep, but they don't know that the master has changed his mind and changed his mind.

If I am really with Master, will my junior sisters not forgive me?
For a while, she became more and more irritable and confused, not knowing what to do.

There was a trace of waves in the water-shearing eyes.

Finally, as if he had thought of something, he clenched his silver teeth and said firmly.

"The reason why the junior sisters don't believe me is just because of my identity. If one day my father... No! The master marriage is successful! He will become the teacher's wife of the junior sisters. If I explain it as a teacher's wife, I think they will listen."

Ye Qinghong muttered to himself.

After hesitating for a long time, I still plan to try it out first.

"Fourth Junior Sister, my old friend, there are also several Junior Sisters who don't know the truth, and hate her master deeply. I don't know how to explain it so that they can trust me?"

"???"

Chuanyin Yushi kept trembling, and sent three question marks in succession, which was enough to prove how shocked and confused the people over there were.

"Actually... my old friend also thought of a way, that is to marry the master, and with the majesty of the master's wife, force the junior sisters to put down their hatred. Do you think it is feasible?"

……

The Blood Rain Church is not far away, in the Canglan River.

A painting boat exudes a faint luster and moves forward crazily.

The forbidden area for painting boats.

Hua Lianyue's face was pale, she was holding a heater in her plain jade hand, and the other hand was holding a sound transmission jade stone.

Looking at the line of words just sent by the elder sister on the jade, I couldn't help being shocked, with a pair of peach blossom eyes full of sadness, staring round, thinking that I had read it wrong, and finally coughed twice.

The white handkerchief was stained with blood.

teacher marriage?

Mistress?

order them?

A senior sister who has always been pure and full of swords, would say such a thing?

What happened?
That devil, what kind of ecstasy soup did he pour into the senior sister?

She couldn't help but tremble all over when she thought of the cold senior sister becoming a teacher's wife and standing with that devil.

It feels like the ten-year revenge plan is about to be destroyed.

However, she was still very tenacious after all, finally, gritted her teeth, and replied.

"Senior Sister, don't believe the devil's rhetoric. The devil is the most cunning, and he will never change his ways."

"It's not me, it's my old friend!"

Ye Qinghong on Yushi's side is very stubborn and stubborn.

"Okay, let's persuade your old friend more. Tell her that if she really marries her master, it will be treasonous and violating human relations. Master and disciple must never be together."

"Really? But the master of my old friend told her a story about "The Legend of Condor Heroes". In the story, the master and apprentice were very happy. If you don't believe me, let me tell you."

"..."

There was a long silence, and there was no response from there, just when Hua Lianyue was wondering.

Another sentence was sent
"Forget it, that story was told to her by my old friend's master. It belongs to my old friend alone. She is not willing to spread it to the public."

"???"

As soon as the words were uttered, there was complete silence over there, without any sound, no matter how she sent the message.

Ye Qinghong had no intention of replying.

Inside the painting boat, Hua Lianyue gritted her teeth, her peach blossom eyes were full of grief and indignation.

She just stood in front of the window and took a deep breath.

In the end it seemed like a decision had been made.

Under the burning red candle, she slowly took off her clothes, revealing her delicate body as white as jade.

The body is like a brushing willow, full and easy to hold.

Her figure is so slender, and her skin is sickly pale.

Immediately arouse compassion.

It's also easy to make people full of tyranny and want to severely... punish them.

Finally, the red candle flickered, and she stretched out a jade finger.

Finger pointing on the table.

A pink Gu worm crawled out from her fingertips, exuding a faint lustful aura.

dense, charming...

It is the love gu that is enough to make people fall into madness.

She just looked at the Gu worm and muttered to herself.

"Elder Sister, you have been completely bewitched by that devil, and I can hardly persuade you."

"At this moment, only if I marry Master first and let you suffer emotional injuries, can I fully wake up and recognize the true face of this devil."

"As for me, after becoming a teacher's wife, I will be able to approach the devil more conveniently, so that I can cast a gu on the devil."

"This may be... the only solution."

"..."

The river is surging.

A painting boat flowed towards the Blood Rain Sect, and Hua Lianyue had already made the final decision.

……

The night is dark, inside Shadow Moon Nunnery.

Since Shenzong's Demon Dao Conference will be held next time, the entire Shadow Moon Temple is brightly lit and quite lively.

The Hehuan Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Ghost Lamp Sect...

The suzerains of the various sects have all gathered here and placed them in the Shadow Moon Nunnery.

In order to be able to become the representative of Shenzong, to welcome the magic ceremony in two months.

Each faction is intrigue, brewing three days after the conference.

For example, the Hehuan Sect is best at the technique of dual cultivation.

If it is said that Yingyue Nunnery is rich in furnaces, then they are good at strange and obscene skills.

Using the technique of double cultivation, the opponent is so desperate to die, which affects the state, and also affects the duel in the conference three days later.

It is said that...

As soon as the Hehuan Sect came here, all the male and female disciples had already come out. In just a few days, several core disciples of the other major demon sects had already been recruited.

Weakness makes it difficult to get out of bed.

There was even one who broke the Dao Foundation directly.

It caused quite a dispute.

As for the Ghost Lamp Sect, all the cultivation in his life is contained in an oil lamp. This oil lamp can resonate with the enemy's blood and soul, thus burning the opponent to death.

And this kind of resonance is based on familiarity.

The closer the ghost lamp sect is to the enemy and the more they understand each other, the greater the damage that oil lamp will cause.

From the horoscope of birth, to life, hair, even intimate clothes, the smell of obscene clothes, the ashes of ancestors...

As long as it can increase the understanding of the other party.

None can escape the clutches of the Ghost Lantern Sect.

Therefore, the General Assembly has not yet opened.

Already, the graves of several seeded players have been dug up, even affecting many generations. There are also a few seeded players whose private clothes have been stolen without even a change of clothes.

As for the Heavenly Demon Sect...

But nothing happened.

It's just that a saint who is rare in a hundred years is sent to participate in this conference, which can be said to be inevitable.

……

The deepest part of Yingyue Nunnery, inside the main hall of the nunnery.

Incense curls up.

The sound of the wooden fish echoed endlessly.

At this moment, Yajun, the master of the nunnery, dressed in tight silk Ziyi, is kneeling and sitting in front of the Bodhisattva.

A pair of jade legs, in the Nazi clothes, looming, half covered and half exposed.

Finally, a round buttocks are outlined.

Plump and juicy like a peach.

Gong Yajun is chanting scriptures, chanting the Heart Sutra.

I want the Heart Sutra to soothe my hot, restless heart, and... body.

However, no matter how many times she read it, how many times she read it.

Not only did the drum flame not go out, but it burned more and more vigorously, and it became more and more intense.

Right in her body, it was burning.

Let her gaze be like water, with slight ripples.

Unknowingly, the hand holding the Buddhist beads grabbed Ziyi's robe.

With a light pull, the snow-white collarbone was revealed, as well as... an unfathomable scenery.

At this moment, in her eyes, the originally dignified Bodhisattva statue became a little charming at some point.

In the jade bottle...

It's all loaded, water!

"Sin...sin..."

Gong Yajun murmured, with a painful expression on his face, knowing a teacher like an apprentice.

Just as Huang Fuling thought before.

Over the years, Gong Yajun, although often accompanied by the ancient Qingdeng Buddha, looked very cold and arrogant, but it was just that he did not meet the right man.

Once encountered...

It will definitely catch fire.

And this flame will burn more and more fiercely, hotter and hotter, and it cannot be extinguished at all.

pat!

After a long time, the beads fell.

Gong Yajun trembled all over, and on her beautiful cheeks, there was resentment and struggle.

why?
Why is this so?
Obviously in the hot spring, the devil had spoiled him for so long, and even allowed himself to dive into the spring water, doing something shameful.

But I still can't forget it.

Could it be that……

Her nunnery master is really lowly by nature, she likes to be a slave like a dog, isn't it?

The more Gong Yajun thought about it, the more grief and indignation became, his plump lips were biting tightly, almost bleeding from the bite.

The heart was struggling crazily, with hatred for a while, and flames for a while.

Do not know why……

She even wanted to return to the Blood Rain Cult right now, kneel down in front of the devil again, have her hair stroked by the devil, and then give her the task.

Only in this way can she feel that this boring life has a little bit of fun.

After a long time, Gong Yajun sighed quietly.

Looking at the silent night, whispered.

"Master, I've almost finished your task. I don't know when you will be able to reward the servant once..."

"However, the Shadow Moon Temple and the Blood Rain Sect are so far apart, how is it possible?"

She was so sad that she finally took out a jade pestle from her Ziyi. The jade pestle was full and easy to hold, and a statue was carved on it.

The black robe is billowing, and the eyes are deep.

Exuding a domineering majesty, it was the Blood Rain Demon Lord.

This statue was polished by Gong Yajun himself, it is lifelike, and it can relieve the pain of lovesickness in her lonely life.

She just looked at the statue.

In that bright moonlight, in this Buddhist hall.

Moonlight is so blurred.

It caught the eyes of Gong Yajun.

　In the next chapter, Huang Fuling was completely conquered, followed by the master and apprentice massaging the Mozun together. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)