My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 123 Huang Fuling's Dedication (Must Subscribe)

The moonlight is like water, through the screen window, sprinkled into the palace of the master of the nunnery.

Shining on Fang Yang's jade carving.

She adjusted her clothes, her eyes were resentful and blurred, and she looked at the statue of Bodhisattva in front of her, feeling guilty suddenly.

I, after all, paid the wrong way!
but……

The long night is long, with only jade carvings as companions.

How can she be?
and……

Although the jade carving is a Demon Lord, it is too cold, how can it be half a point against the Demon Lord?

"Devil..."

She muttered to herself, pearls are as pure as overripe cherries, let the king pick them.

His eyes were resentful and desolate.

After a long time, he took out a piece of jade from his bosom.

It is the communication jade.

When she just returned to Yingyue Nunnery, she didn't bother to contact that man, but that night...

When the moon shone through the screen window, she thought of the beauty in the hot spring pool.

There are all kinds of flavors in the world, but the taste of the devil... makes people linger in dreams.

The people of Yingyue Nunnery, who practice the charm technique, see through everything.

There is no so-called dignity and other messy things in his eyes.

If you have entered the world of mortals, why do you want to leave the world of mortals?

Even her nunnery master is nothing more than an idiot.

That night...

Without any hesitation, she reported her current progress to the master, and at the same time talked about the pain of lovesickness.

By the way...

He also used Yingyue Temple's water mirror secret technique to record a video of Mo Zun, the most personal video.

She blocked it with jade.

These images include all kinds of top-secret movements of Yingyue Nunnery, which can only be learned by the nunnery masters of the past dynasties.

Moreover, only they have mastered the method of opening.

Anyone who disseminates without the order of the nunnery master will definitely suffer the cruelest punishment from Yingyue nunnery.

Every day after that, Gong Yajun would use the water mirror technique to record his own images, put them in categories, and mark them with various names.

"The Secret of the Nunnery", "The Art of Binding", "Teaching of the Master of the Demon Lord"...

Up to now, there are already more than a dozen image jades.

She couldn't wait to dedicate these jade stones to the demon king and to her master, so that the master could understand her better from top to bottom.

Looking at the sound transmission jade, there were only long messages sent by him, and the demon king rarely replied.

Even if he did reply to the message, he only said that he was going to take a bath, or that he was pampering Guardian Huang just now.

There was never any expression of her affection.

But even so, she firmly believed that sooner or later, the demon king would understand her mind and charm, even if he just treated her as the most humble slave.

She is still... willing.

Thinking of what the Guardian King of Yingyue Temple once said, her disciple had become a plaything of the Demon Lord, and she was scarred and devastated every day. For a while, she even felt a little envious.

Or... jealousy.

The elders come first, and my disciple, who is full of charms, was taught by her, why should she be one step ahead of her master, don't they understand the principle of elders first?
Moreover, her plump figure is full of the charm of the years, if she really wants to compete in front of Mozun at the same time.

That apprentice is not necessarily stronger than her.

Thinking of this, Gong Yajun's eyes became more gloomy, and with a wave of his palm, four or five mirrors of water appeared in the air.

Crystal clear, very clear.

Some hang in the corner of the room, some hang over the head...

It is the distant view, the close view, the close-up...

In the end, after proper cutting by her, a complete image can appear and be preserved in Yushi.

She had to make sure that every video could show his charm and be called a work of art. Only in this way could she get a little favor from that demon king.

The night was dark, just as she was sighing faintly...

Buzz!
Yushi suddenly began to tremble.

It exudes bursts of luster.

She looked down and found that it was the news from the Demon Lord, she was overjoyed.

And after seeing the information in the jade, his eyes became blurred and his legs became weak.

The content of the message is very simple, only a few words.

"The deity is by the mirror lake at the foot of Yingyue Temple, come and see me quickly!"

For a moment, Gong Yajun trembled all over, smashed the water mirror with a wave of his hand, and flew outside without any hesitation.

His face was flushed, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Here comes her master at last.

Did you come to see her?

Shadow Moon Nunnery has been passed down for so many generations, and there has always been a precept, which can be called a taboo, and has been passed down by each generation of nunnery masters.

That is...

The prophecy left by the first generation of hermitage.

They are just the managers of Shadow Moon Temple.

In the future, there is destined to be an existence who will sweep away the world and become the new master of Shadow Moon Temple.

After the other party arrives, it will be the day when Shadow Moon Temple rises.

Everyone in Yingyue Nunnery will become that person's personal property and be under his control.

Afterwards, that person will lead Shadow Moon Temple to the peak.

This... is also related to the secret of the Shadow Moon Eucharist.

I don't know if Mozun is the man of destiny.

Gong Yajun was full of thoughts, thousands of words flickered in his heart, and finally took out a handcuff inlaid with stamens and... an iron chain from behind the Bodhisattva statue.

Afterwards, it went directly to the foot of Yingyue Nunnery.

……

Two hours ago, night had just fallen.

Surrounded by many Blood Rain Sect disciples, a majestic and domineering Moyu flew down from the sky, and landed on the edge of Jinghu Lake more than ten miles away at the foot of Yingyue Nunnery.

Mirror Lake is vast and far away, with no waves.

In the night, it is like the clearest bronze mirror, buckled on the ground.

calm, beautiful

As the flying stopped, many Blood Rain Sect disciples finally knew the destination of the trip.

It is the Shadow Moon Nunnery that has cultivated countless stunning nuns,

Looking at the shadow of the nunnery buried in the mountain, all the disciples began to discuss in a low voice.

"It turned out that the person who provoked the Demon Lord was actually in the Shadow Moon Nunnery."

"The Demon Venerable went out to fight, and there were no babies. Now, the Shadow Moon Temple will disappear."

"Impossible. The Shadow Moon Temple has been passed down for hundreds of years and has been safe and sound. How could it be extinct so easily?"

"That's because the leader didn't come. Once the leader comes, who can withstand the charm of the leader?"

"What you said seems to make sense, but the leader shouldn't be this kind of person, right?"

"You still don't know much about the leader. Don't forget how the Tianyin Sect was destroyed. It wasn't because the leader took a fancy to his wife that the entire Tianyin Sect was wiped out."

"This... all the disciples of Shadow Moon Temple will not be filled into the Demon Lord's harem, and the master of Shadow Moon Temple will become the Demon Lord's slave?"

"Slave? I think it's a dog slave."

"..."

Everyone used rumors to discuss in whispers.

I feel like I've figured out the purpose of this trip.

Soon, an order came out from Feiyu, tonight, I will not go to Yingyue Nunnery for the time being.

Everyone set up camp and rested here.

All of a sudden, all the disciples of the demon sect dispersed, and those with families guarded their own families to prevent the other party from sneaking into the demon king's flying.

And many female disciples, with a fluke mentality, saw the long night, so they put on rouge and gouache, and quietly flew towards the demon king.

But before he could get to Fei Xu, he was directly stopped by streams of cold sword energy.

He saw an indifferent figure.

Under the night wind, the blue dress rustled, and three thousand blue silks fluttered in the wind.

Disturbed by the wind, it stuck to that beautiful face.

Even colder.

Just meeting those cold pool-like eyes, all the female disciples of the Devil's Cult couldn't help lowering their heads guiltily.

Trembling and trembling, walking on thin ice.

The bold idea that arose just now was destroyed in an instant.

Even a little ashamed.

Yup……

What kind of character is Mozun?The only one who can accompany the demon king is the concubine, a stunning woman like Ye Qinghong.

And they are all like dust, and it is a great blessing to be able to look at the Demon Lord from a distance.

"Sure enough, there are still too many people coveting Master in the Blood Rain Sect."

Ye Qinghong shook his head, and finally glanced at the camp, staring at the flying tower with complicated eyes, and then directly swept into the night.

Along the way, she had already learned that the Demon Dao Shenzong Conference was about to be held in Yingyue Nunnery, and many masters of the Demon Dao would be here.

Master came to revenge for her.

Even if she sacrificed her own life, she still had to protect the integrity of her master.

And now, all she has to do is to be vigilant around.

The figure flew by, and Ye Qinghong's blue clothes quickly merged with the night.

While flying, she was thinking about other things in her heart, that was her master, inhumane.

How to cure Master's hidden illness?

Over the years, I believe that Master has seen a lot of divine doctors, but in the end they were helpless.

The elixir is definitely useless, maybe it is a demon.

Heart disease can only be treated with heart medicine.

Over the years, Master has always looked at women with disgust. Only these days, his gaze at himself has softened a lot.Perhaps she is the breakthrough, the only good medicine for Master.

As long as she can save Master, she is willing to give everything.

……

As the night was dark, Fang Yang closed his eyes and practiced for a while in Feizhu.

Do not know why……

Since coming near the Shadow Moon Temple.

The purple moon imprint in his Xuan Tiance has been trembling slightly.

It seems to be looking forward to something.

It seems that the great master has finally arrived at his faithful Shadowmoon Temple.

The higher the level of practitioners, the more accurate their intuition would be, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still found nothing.

In the end, he could only walk out from the cornice.

Dazzling night...

With a flash of his figure, he came to the mirror lake.

Looking at Yingyue Nunnery from a distance, he didn't say a word.

Mozun is destined to sweep everything away, so naturally he won't stay in the Blood Rain Sect forever.

Sooner or later, the world will be swept away, not only the Tang country, but even other countries will be conquered by him.

Become... the forbidden descendant of the Demon Lord.

And this Yingyue Nunnery is the first step for him to step on the ladder, and the road of conquest of the demon king is destined to start from now on.

Let's start with that old guy, Master Yin Gui.

Fang Yang was expressionless, looking at Jinghu Lake. The water in Jinghu Lake was very clear. In the night, there were waves, which slightly hit the stones and made a splashing sound.

And his black messy long hair fluttered slightly, making him look more wild and handsome.

At this time...

A faint orchid fragrance came.

He frowned and turned around, only to find a figure walking slowly towards him.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the bones are natural, and a pair of watery eyes seem to be full of spring water from the river, which is about to flow out.

This woman has an enchanting figure, wearing a conservative skirt, but it is still difficult to hide her amazing figure and graceful arc.

A pair of jade feet were exposed in the skirt, looming.

It looks more and more attractive.

This woman is none other than the goblin Huang Fuling.

At this moment, she was biting her lip, she had changed from her previous charm, and instead looked a little plain-faced.

There are two braids hanging down from the shoulders.

The eyes are clear and pure.

Like a piece of crystal clear emerald, it makes people feel compassionate.

And this is extremely rare in her body. Who doesn't know that Xueyu teaches Huang Hufa is a famous femme fatale.

Although charming, she prefers to kill.

The number of people who died at her hands was countless.

Has anyone ever seen this little girl next door?

Seeing Huang Fuling's attire and such an expression, even Fang Yang couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly for a moment in a daze, wondering what this witch was up to.

But have to say...

This attire is indeed endearing.

Especially those two braids, they are the finishing touch, people can't help but want to hold them...

Seeing Mozun's deep eyes, there seemed to be a gleam of light in them.

Huang Fuling's uneasy heart finally relaxed, and she was overjoyed.

As the saintess of Yingyue Nunnery and the only direct disciple of the nunnery master, she is quite aware of how shrewd and sensitive her nunnery master is.

Especially her acting skills, charm skills, and even her posture were all trained by Master herself.

Master knows her well.

No matter how much she concealed it, she might not be able to escape Master's eyes.

And according to Master's disposition, if she knew that she really fell in love with Mozun, that the Shadow Moon Saint Body hadn't been broken, and that she lied for Mozun, she would definitely be furious.

They even imprisoned her in the secret pagoda in Shadow Moon Temple, where she was tortured.

Therefore, for now, she has only two choices.

Or, drag the master into the water, let the master have a deep-rooted love for the devil, then, in order to deal with the princess, Ye Qinghong and others, the master can only choose to join forces with himself.

Or, she will completely dedicate herself to the Demon Lord tonight, and the two lovers will become one in spirit and soul, and merge into one body, and they will never be separated from each other.After the Eucharist was broken, she would no longer be considered a liar.

These two choices were entrenched in Huang Fuling's heart at the same time. After a little thought, she directly chose the second one.

On the one hand, she is well aware of how pinnacle her master's charm is, and how... coquettish.

On the other hand, she really couldn't suppress it anymore, and that's why she found this opportunity to be alone tonight.

Completely dedicated to the Demon Lord.

The two looked at each other, looking at the pure goblin in front of them, Fang Yang's formless demon body seemed to shake slightly.

Shifted to next gear.

Then, asked in a deep voice.

"Guardian Huang, what are you doing here?"

"Mozun, I'm here tonight just to completely eliminate the estrangement with you. For the great cause of the Demon Cult, I'm willing to sacrifice everything,"

Huang Fuling blinked her clear and pure eyes, her eyes were full of firmness, and her beautiful face was full of fanaticism.

Before Fang Yang could react, he threw himself into Fang Yang's chest.

Nephrite was in his arms, and the faint orchid fragrance was refreshing. Fang Yang stroked the other party's hair and tugged at the braid.Looking at Huang Fuling's shy side face dyed with layers of clouds, I still feel a little dazed.

Then...

The purple imprint inside Xuan Tiance began to flicker again, flickering on and off, which aroused a desire in his heart, and also made the Phaseless Demon Physique go round and round.

The skin is hot.

Hot and hot, a pair of big hands gently stroked the other's back.

After all, I couldn't suppress it anymore.

Huang Fuling's affection for him reached 100 points, just like a moth to a flame, sacrificing everything.

And he also has a good impression of this goblin, tonight, he has no reason to refuse.

But before that, he still wanted to ask Huang Fuling a question.

"Guardian Huang, why are you dressed like this tonight? I remember, isn't this your style?"

The hoarse voice was slightly trembling, as if it was controlling something.

Huang Fuling raised her head, her clear eyes were fixed on him.

"Mozun, it doesn't matter if I wear Zhennan Princess's clothes or the emperor's robe, it's all to please Mozun, to make Mozun happy. But those are not Fuling itself after all."

"Tonight, Fuling just wants to be herself, to dedicate everything I have to the Demon Lord, even if I wear a mask in the future, I will never be me again."

The firm words made Fang Yang stunned for a moment, as if he knew Huang Fuling for the first time, and felt that the woman in front of him was even a little strange.

In the end, he stared deeply at the other party and nodded, intending to be gentler and give the other party the deepest care.

As a result, the next moment...

He saw Huang Fuling take off the conservative clothes.

Red thread, bells, stockings...

The other party actually used the red rope to bind himself from the beginning to the end, completely binding him.

On some red lines, bells are still hung.

As long as you shake it lightly, it will jingle.

A pair of flesh-colored stockings stretched upwards from her naked jade feet, tightly stretching a pair of sensual jade legs.

It looks very attractive.

The sense of innocence that had been raised with great difficulty just now was gone, and her eyes were filled with endless charm.

On the contrary, there was a strong sense of contrast in the originally green braids.

Fang Yang asked in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?"

"Naturally revealing the true self. Just now, it was just a disguise of the slave family. The Demon Lord will definitely like me now."

With that said, Huang Fuling slowly slipped into Fang Yang's arms.

(End of this chapter)