My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 124 Master and Apprentice Shura Field (Subscribe)
The blue waves are endless, stretching as far as the eye can see.

In that clear and cold pool water.

Huang Fuling frowned slightly, she was grooming, and by the way, tied up the two loose braids again.

At this moment, her face was flushed, and her beautiful eyes were full of happiness and joy.

at last……

She completely dedicated herself to the Demon Lord, and has been the Demon Lord's person ever since.

No more barriers, completely integrated into one.

This is the happiest thing for her, even if she dies now, she is already willing.

after all……

She tasted the taste of love that Master had never tasted before, it was so ecstasy and unforgettable.

On the shore, Fang Yang frowned slightly.

Just now, he subdued the witch with the mighty Tianlong method. He thought that the infinite magic would be extinguished quickly, and the veins on his body would no longer burst.

However, what puzzled him was.

At this moment, not only did the blood in his body have no intention of calming down, but it boiled even more.

It seems to meet again after a long absence, to meet the most desired thing, to meet nectar after a long drought, to meet an old friend in a foreign land.

"What exactly is going on?"

He silently felt the breath in his body.

And this time...

Buzz!
Accompanied by trembling sounds, a black book suddenly flew out between his eyebrows.

The book is surrounded by clouds and mist, like an abyss.

Exudes a creepy atmosphere.

As soon as it flew out, it was suspended in front of him.

Afterwards, the cover of the book was slowly lifted, revealing the first page, which was a moon, a purple moon.

Deep and bright.

In the dark night, it is reflecting a faint light.

It was captured from Gong Yajun.

But at this time, the page was lifted again, and it floated in front of Huang Fuling, and before Huang Fuling could react, it enveloped her.

The two chains flew out and just penetrated between Huang Fuling's eyebrows. Not long after, another purple moon was brought out by the chains.

This purple moon is slightly lighter and darker, compared with Gong Yajun's purple moon, it is like the other party's shadow.

As soon as it flew out, it was trapped by chains, and immediately after that, it was forcibly pulled in by Xuan Tiance.

Entered the first page of Xuantian book.

The purple moon with Gong Yajun slowly merged, and it didn't take long for them to completely merge into one.

One is the bright moon, the other is the shadow, hazy and faintly visible.

Looking at the new moon, Fang Yang frowned slightly, no matter how stupid he was, he could still realize that Gong Yajun and Huang Fuling might have something to do with each other, otherwise it would be impossible to find out the same thing.

Could it be that……

Huang Fuling also came from Shadow Moon Temple?
He was a little surprised, as the bright moon entered his body, he could clearly feel that a ray of Huang Fuling's spirit was also in Xuan Tiance, as long as he moved his mind.

Anytime, anywhere, it can make the opponent's soul disappear.

You can even clearly feel whether the other party is telling the truth or lying.

It can only be said that Xuan Tiance has become more and more weird and mysterious.

Before he had time to think about it, the next moment...

Xuan Tiance went straight into the body.

Before he could react,
The Formless Demon Physique was fully activated, and this time it was completely different from before.

If the magma in his body was a stream before, then it is a torrential river now.

Swimming forward frantically, it brought bursts of tingling sensations, almost tearing his skin to pieces.

In one eye is the black sun, and in the other is the purple moon.

Complement each other.

Let his body be scorching hot for a while, and icy cold for a while, that kind of pain is completely reborn.

Ordinary people couldn't bear it at all, but Fang Yang always looked normal, without any disturbance.

While feeling the pain, he wondered what was going on.

After a long time, the pain gradually disappeared.

And he let out a breath of foul air slowly.

He glanced at his body.

It was found that there was basically no change, but it became stronger and stronger, and every muscle contained explosive power.

And he himself has reached the level of a great master.

Three flowers on top.

If he was able to kill Huang Fuling with one punch before, he can kill a hundred Huang Fuling with one punch now.

"Shadow Moon Temple, there is shadow and moon, originally refers to this. I just don't know what is the relationship between Shadow Moon Temple and the Formless Demon Body. The two can be blended, and after blending, there will be such a huge advancement."

Fang Yang murmured, feeling that Yingyue Nunnery was not that simple.

There are so many sects of magic in the current Tang Dynasty, although Yingyuean is ranked first, it is definitely not strong.

It can even be said to be quite weak.

The only thing that can be obtained is that Yingyue Nunnery has a long history and has existed for hundreds or thousands of years.

Fang Yang didn't care about it before, but now it seems that since the other party can exist for such a long time.

There must be a reason for it.

clap la la...

The water in Jinghu Lake has a little bit of waves.

At this time, Huang Fuling had emerged from the water, and the moonlight poured down, shining on her soft and graceful body.

There is a hint of luster.

She just had her ankles bare, her jade feet stepped on the bluestone, and was slowly submerged by the lake.

A red silk thread was tied to her body, and the bell on the silk thread made a ding-dong ding-dong sound as she walked.

Crisp and sweet.

It didn't take long for Huang Fuling to walk up to Fang Yang. Her body was relatively petite, not as good as Ye Qinghong's.

But it has its own charm and charm.

It didn't take long to walk in front of Fang Yang, exuding a faint fragrance of orchids.

Refreshing.

It's just that at this moment, she is biting her vermilion lips lightly, not at all as charming as before.

Instead, he was hesitating about something, not knowing whether to speak or not.

In the next second, Fang Yang's broad arms directly wrapped around her waist, and pulled her over abruptly.

The two were skin to skin.

The faint water droplets fell with a clatter.

Huang Fuling was startled immediately, and before she could react, she saw a pair of deep eyes, smiling but not smiling.

"Guardian Huang, do you want to tell me something?"

Huang Fuling's heart trembled, and for some reason, she felt a trace of indifference from Mozun.

This indifference was exactly the same as the one she felt when she first climbed onto the demon king's bed.

Although it is very subtle and calm, it keeps people away from thousands of miles away.

This made her, a femme fatale, panic instantly, her face was pale, and her beautiful eyes were full of panic.

As if something was about to be lost.

Quickly got into Fang Yang's arms, hugged that hot body tightly, and hesitated more and more.

In the end... Do you want to say it?
In fact, she came to look for the demon tonight not only to dedicate herself, but also to reveal the truth to the demon.

Tell the other party the identity of the saintess of Shadowmoon Nunnery.

But she was very afraid that once she revealed the truth, the Mozun would think that she had been deceived and would be furious and drive her away.

It was life and death for her.

In this way, she hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to tell the truth.

Since she has already planned to dedicate everything she has to Mozun.

Of course there can be no reservations.

She is just a lowly slave of the Demon Lord, and a lowly slave has no secrets to speak of.

Thinking of this, she struggled out of Fang Yang's arms, took a deep breath, her eyes became extremely firm, and a round of bright moon shone in her eyes, exuding a faint brilliance.

Let her little face look more lovely and pitiful.

"Mozun, I'm sorry, I made a big mistake."

"Oh? What a big mistake."

Fang Yang smiled, just staring at the other party, as if he had already guessed something.

"Reporting to Mozun, in fact, my family is not only the protector of the Blood Rain Sect, but also the saint of Shadow Moon Temple. Six years ago, following the order of my master, who is now the head of the nunnery, I secretly sneaked into the Blood Rain Sect to investigate the secret of your rapid rise, Mozun..."

Huang Fuling talked endlessly, shaking out all her secrets.

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground, right at the feet of the Mozun, his eyes were dim, and his face was full of guilt.

In the end, he said slowly.

"Mozun, I am a traitor of the Blood Rain Sect. According to the canon of the Blood Rain Sect, I should die without a place to die. Please punish me!"

Hoarse words, with tears.

Like moonlight, dripping on the water.

There were slight ripples.

When saying these words, Huang Fuling's body was trembling, she closed her eyes and waited for the demon's anger.

After all, she knew very well what a domineering person Mozun was, and such a person hated cheating the most.

Maybe today...

She will die here, at the hands of the Demon Lord, but she deserves all of this.

She deserves it all.

Sure enough, in the next second, an indifferent and domineering voice echoed in the night.

"Being a secret spy by the deity's side and stealing the top secrets of the Blood Rain Cult, of course it should be punished, and it is the most severe punishment. Only in this way can we set an example to others and demonstrate the majesty of the deity, so..."

The cold voice gradually elongated.

A big hot hand was placed on Huang Fuling's head, making her eyes full of sadness.

She thought that the next moment, that big hand would directly crush her head.

In the end, he just stroked her gently a few times, and then, under her puzzled eyes, slowly spoke.

"I heard that Yingyue Nunnery has the best charm technique in the world, and all of them are proficient in Buddhist principles. They are good at reciting scriptures and giving blessings to others during double cultivation."

"Since you are the saintess of the Shadow Moon Temple, and you are quite good at this method, I will punish you tonight. I will chant the scriptures for the night, and by the way... demonstrate the Shadow Moon Temple's kung fu."

As soon as this word comes out...

Huang Fuling became more and more astonished, her whole body was in a daze, and she even thought she was hallucinating for a while.

"Why, you don't want to?"

"Wish... yes, the slave family is the lowly slave of the Demon Lord, and is willing to sacrifice everything for the Demon Lord."

Huang Fuling spoke while shedding tears.

The eyes are getting more and more hazy.

This is extremely rare for her.

As a secret spy, she already has thousands of faces, coupled with the secret technique of Shadow Moon Temple, she seldom shows her true emotions, and she has never shed tears like now.

After a long time, she wiped away her tears.

He became that enchanting and charming goblin again.

Gathering his hands together, he tore off the braids and let them hang behind him, with a charming smile on his face.

I don't know when there are more beads in my hand.

While coiling the prayer beads, the bell on his body rang.

Half sacred, half enchanting.

The two diametrically opposed temperaments are perfectly integrated in her body.

She just knelt in front of Fang Yang and raised her head.

"Mozun, I see that you have too much evil spirit, why don't you recite a passage of scriptures for you all night, so as to dispel the evil spirit for you, so as not to suffer the pain of head swelling."

"This scripture is called "Water Dragon Jue", and it needs to be read in the water. Demon Lord must listen carefully."

talking...

Whoa!
Huang Fuling burrowed into the water gently, and a string of water droplets hit her white body, gradually descending along the curve, reflecting each other with the bright moon.

So graceful, beautiful, like a work of art.

……

At the same time, Gong Yajun had just flown out of the theater nunnery.

Wearing a translucent Ziyi.

The exquisite Ziyi outlines her plump figure, making those jade legs look more delicate and charming.

Girls have the youthful grace of girls.

And at her age, she also has the charm of the years.

The world of mortals is rolling.

Young people always like to taste the immature and bitter Maojian, but they don't understand the beauty of mellow Pu'er.

It is a great pity.

"The Demon Lord is at the foot of the mountain, and she will be able to receive the Demon Lord's punishment again."

Gong Yajun bit his lip and flew down the mountain, his pair of jade legs were twisted tightly.

The eyes are resentful and pitiful.

It was like a puppy waiting for a reward from its master, begging for mercy, even impatient.

However, when she just flew down the mountain, she couldn't help but tremble all over, and a strange feeling emerged from her body, making her almost fall from the sky.

This feeling came out of nowhere...

There are hardly any symptoms.

Let her bite her lips tightly in an instant, and the large areas of bare skin seemed to be dyed with peach blossoms.

Dip into pinkish white.

For a moment, she seemed to have returned to that hot spring, to the night when she recited scriptures for Mozun.

It is so unforgettable, as if it happened in real life, it cannot be ignored at all.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Master...what exactly are you doing?"

Gong Yajun murmured, puzzled.

Feeling this feeling carefully, a pair of jade feet tensed up, and I scanned it with my spiritual sense, but finally found that this feeling seemed to come from my spiritual sense.

In her purple moon-like divine sense, there was an extra round of black sun at some point.

The sun hangs over the moon.

The radiant, fiery light soaked Ziyue like water. Ziyue seemed unable to bear this light and was trembling slightly. Under Ziyue, there was a small shadow.

The moment he saw the shadow, Gong Yajun's pupils shrank, and he realized something instantly! "

"Shadow Moon Eucharist."

"My Ziyue has actually merged with the shadow of my disciple. In other words, this feeling comes from the shadow of Ziyue, from Huang Fuling. She is being illuminated by the sun?"

Gong Yajun murmured, feeling that she had figured out the truth, her apprentice was undercover beside her master.

It became the master's plaything, and the Shadow Moon Eucharist was also broken by the master.

Although she didn't know exactly how the Demon Lord turned into a scorching sun and created such a scene.

But these are not important, the most important thing is that her apprentice, Huang Fuling, is competing with her for the right to chant sutras from the Demon Lord.

"Damn scoundrel!"

"Don't forget, it's your master. I taught you a unique skill. You are still weak when it comes to chanting."

Gong Yajun gritted his teeth, with a determined face, and sped towards Jinghu Lake, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was already planning to clean up the house.

And this time...

On the edge of Mirror Lake.

Huang Fuling has already recited the Water Dragon Scripture.

His face was pale, and there were strings of drops of water hanging on his body, lying tenderly in Fang Yang's arms.

His eyes were full of worry.

"Mozun, my master will get it at all costs if he sees something. Now she covets your secret, and you have broken my Shadow Moon Eucharist. It is equivalent to messing with her plan, and she will definitely not agree easily."

"This place is Yingyue Nunnery. I have a magic circle protecting the mountain in Yingyue Nunnery. I'm afraid that Master's activation of the magic circle will be harmful to Mozun."

"It doesn't matter, since I dare to come to Shadow Moon Temple, I naturally have full confidence. Moreover, I believe in Shadow Moon Temple's loyalty,"

Fang Yang spoke with a faint smile, his face was full of confidence, which made Huang Fuling a little puzzled, not knowing where Mozun's confidence came from.

until……

Swish!
A gust of wind blew past.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of the two of them.

His face was expressionless, frost was everywhere, he was wearing a translucent Ziyi, and he was staring at Huang Fuling coldly.

It was none other than the master of Yingyue Nunnery, Gong Yajun.

(End of this chapter)