My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 129 Shocked!Demon Lord's old lover? (seeking subscription)

The Mozun's diary is vast and boundless, but it is also divided into categories, and the records are clear.

Every confidante is described very delicately.

Fang Yang once wondered if the other party had just landed from a certain board.

[In the spring of the fifth year of Yongchang, Tianmozong, Tianmochi, met a saint by chance, and fell in love with the deity at first sight.So, send me obscene clothes. 】

[In the spring of the fifth year of Yongchang, Tianmozong, Zhaixing Pavilion, a saint in a moon-white long dress, undressed the deity, and then began to massage. 】

[In the summer of the fifth year of Yongchang, Tianmozong, the Saintess Tower, the saintess poisoned the old saintess, and had a private tryst. 】

[In the sixth year of Yongchang, at the Tianmozong Conference, the disciples downstairs were bustling with each other. Upstairs, the saintesses showed their mastery of the sound path for the deity. 】

【…】

With dense diaries, although the two of them have not yet reached the final step, they have basically done everything they can do.

And every time the saintess took the initiative.

The bold description made Fang Yang amazed.

There is no doubt about the authenticity of the diary.

There is no way, although the devil is cruel and licentious.

But it is indeed a rare handsome person, and it is common to fall in love at first sight.

It's as if he is now a girl harvester.

The same thing is really a bit commonplace.

but……

He read this diary not for anything else, but to get to know Lin Yanran, the saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect, that's all.

such as……

The scenery the other party likes, secret skills, and even some flirting methods.

He has to be fully mastered.

lest you expose yourself.

After Fang Yang read all the diaries about Lin Yanran, he couldn't help but sigh.

I really didn't expect that the devil would also engage in pure love. Before that, he basically controlled his disciples and the princess by force.

But when she came to Lin Yanran's place, she became much gentler, and she slowly figured it out.

He even felt that if he continued to follow the opponent's route, he could really abduct this saint, and even control the entire Tianmo sect.

after all……

The saint is a full-fledged love brain.

Back then, for the sake of the Demon Lord, he was able to drug the old saint to faint, and besides the old saint, he had a love affair with the Demon Lord, and talked about the beauty of rhythm.

Now, the old saint is dead, and the head of the Tianmo sect is also imprisoned in the cold palace.

The Tianmo sect has basically fallen into the hands of the saint.

Once I "said" the saintess to him.

It can be said that it is easy to win the Tianmo sect.

"It seems that Tomorrow Japanese Venerable can only sacrifice Hue."

Fang Yang sighed, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and looked at the thick stack of diaries inside the jade.

It feels like Sun-by-Sun Dan seems a little unreliable.

It is necessary to deduce the formless demon body to its peak state, only in this way can it convince the world.

……

The next day, the Shadow Moon Nunnery was full of voices.

People from all major sects came out of the courtyard and went to the main hall of Shadow Moon Temple, that is, Ziyue Tower!

On the throne of the Ziyue Tower, Gong Yajun was dressed in Ziyi, holding a string of jadeite beads in his hand.

I am chanting.

The scriptures I recite are naturally not serious scriptures.

It is the secret "Miyu Jue Sutra" passed down from generation to generation by the master of Yingyue Temple!
Practicing this kind of secret can not only greatly improve one's ability to dissolve evil spirits, greatly improve one's physique, prolong the time for dissolving evil spirits, but also moisturize the skin and make the body firmer.

No less than a girl in the cardamom age.

If it was before, Gong Yajun would naturally disdain to learn "Mi Yu Jue".

But now, she has completely fallen under the charm of the Demon Lord, and has become the Demon Lord's fan girl.

Moreover, he had to compete with his apprentice Huang Fuling. In comparison, the pressure was too great.

I thought of the dense mist, rippling lake water, and the frost and snow on the grass by the lake last night when autumn came.

Her eyes are dark.

With a wave of the palm, a purple curtain fell in front of her, blocking her.

Block everyone's view.

Then whispered softly.

"Owner……"

She whispered softly, her voice was faint.

……

"Acacia Sect has arrived!"

"The ghost lamp sect has arrived!"

"The corpse control gate is here!"

"..."

There were bursts of shouting and singing, and soon, the suzerain protectors of the various sects of the Demonic Dao Sect had arrived.

It's just that the atmosphere is tense, not warm at all.

"Well, you corpse control gate, I saw you playing with my ancestors as soon as I came in, and said, why did you dig out my ancestors and train them into flying corpses!"

"Because your ancestors are very round and very suitable for flying corpses! Besides, isn't your Acacia sect quite powerful? With so many people present, how many families have been harmed by your Acacia sect? And, You don’t even spare my flying corpses.”

"The Ghost Lantern Sect is simply despicable, dirty and obscene, and you are also worthy of joining the Demon Way? Since the disciples of various sects came to Shadow Moon Temple, which disciple's personal clothes have not been harmed by you? The sales volume of the Demon Way's personal underwear on the black market, It has been greatly improved, and these are all thanks to you."

"..."

The various sects are arguing endlessly, blaming each other.

It is in line with the outside world's perception of magic.

It can only be said that letting them join the magic way is not a waste of talent at all.

Just as these low-level disciples continued to abuse them.

The suzerains of several major sects have always remained calm and calm.

The old man of the Ghost Lantern Sect shrank in the darkness, holding the burning lamp in his hand, the flames kept jumping and flickering.

And his eyes turned green at some point, and he swept towards everyone, and there were many imprints in his mind.

These imprints belong to the disciples of the various sects, and there are even suzerain protectors.

If he wanted to, he would be able to throw these marks into the burning lamp immediately, and burn the souls of these people.

Let these people die in agony.

Thinking of this, his expression became a little crazy, and he babbled wildly.

"People in the world say that my Ghost Lantern Sect is vicious. You are right, but this is the Ghost Lantern Sect! It can spy on souls and burn everything. This time, the position of leader of Shenzong must be mine."

he murmured.

At the same time, in another corner, the head of the Hehuan Sect also noticed the old fellow of the Ghost Lamp Sect.

His eyes were full of fear.

Most of the other sects are small sects, but this ghost lamp sect should not be underestimated.

or……

Going into battle by yourself, using the Yin-Yang Great Le Fu, to force the old guy into a trance, and take the opportunity to kill him?

But the problem is that Da Le Fu is easy to deal with ordinary people. Even men, once they enter their own domain, they can quickly make the other party mesmerized.

But it becomes much more difficult to deal with those who are at the same level as oneself or higher than one's level.

I must first hypnotize my body in my spiritual consciousness, and endure that kind of deep love, so that I can strengthen the domain and let the other party indulge in it.

But looking at the old man's thin body and wrinkled skin, he frowned, feeling that the difficulty of hypnosis was greatly increased.

But for the future, for the future of the entire Hehuan Sect, he could only hold his nose and face the difficulties.

As for...

Why not let Madam go out in person...

After all, he didn't want his wife to be touched by such a withered old man.

That would be a great shame to the entire Hehuan Sect, and it would be irreparable.

At this moment, the head of the Hehuan Sect took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and stopped thinking about these troubled things.

Instead, he recalled his great plan, and just recalled it for a moment, he couldn't help but feel very proud and sneered.

"Shenzong of the Demonic Dao, your leader is back!"

"From today onwards, all demons will submit to the threat of my Acacia Sect."

The two suzerains are full of confidence.

At this time, on the left side of the Ziyue Tower, the major disciples of the Corpse Control Sect were each carrying a coffin with expressionless faces.

There are flying corpses in the coffin, all of them are weapons that they have been refining for a long time, and they are extremely powerful.

At this time, in front of them, the suzerain of the corpse control gate, that is, a middle-aged man, was carrying a black coffin on his back.

The coffin was huge, and it looked like it had been around for a long time. There were rusty chains and old yellow charms on it.

A gust of wind blew, and the yellow talisman made a rattling sound, and then, the whole coffin radiated a cold light

Dark, damp, cold...

Creepy, chills down the spine.

The most important thing is that this coffin is not standing still, but seems to be breathing.

tremble every now and then

There was a sound of thump, thump, thump, and it was polite at first, calm and rhythmic.

Immediately afterwards, perhaps because no one answered, the coffin became extremely manic and made a squeak.

As if something inside was scraping the lid of the coffin with its fingernails

Every time he knocked, the eyes of the middle-aged man became colder.

"..."

Time was slowly passing by, and it seemed that the magic ceremony was about to be carried out, and there were still a few people who did not show up.

Most of these people are idle practitioners, such as the ghost ancestor, etc., who are quite powerful, and don't even bother to participate in these messy rituals, just waiting for the last day of the competition.

Therefore, the major sects have no intention of waiting for them. They are waiting for only one person, and that is the saint of the Tianmo sect, who has been in the limelight recently.

No one dares to underestimate it.

at last……

"The Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sect has arrived!"

Accompanied by a burst of shouts, under the attention of everyone, a woman in a snow-white dress floated in from outside.

The woman's white dress is fluttering, and her sleeves are like flowers.

Her silver hair hung down her graceful waist like a waterfall.

The beautiful cheeks were even more cold and expressionless.

Every time he took a step forward, a layer of frost formed on the ground, and three leaves whirled faintly above his head.

It was Lin Yanran, the Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

She seemed to be born with ice and snow, representing absolute silence and coldness.

Just stepped into the hall.

Everyone fell silent, held their breath, and kept silent like a cicada, shocked by the terrifying aura.

He didn't dare to say a word.

Even the head of the Hehuan Sect couldn't help being stunned for a moment, feeling ashamed of himself.

I just feel that the saintess of the Tianmo sect is like a fairy reincarnated, and I can't bear to profane.

But soon, the strong self-confidence in his heart made him so proud that he let go of the emotion just now.

No, I must not think so.

He is the suzerain of the Hehuan sect, the future leader of the demonic way, who else can suppress such a woman besides himself?

They don't deserve it!
All kinds of gazes fell into Guan Qinghan's eyes, making her look even colder.

There was more and more frost under her feet, and her eyes were full of disgust, especially the confident eyes of Napu, the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect, which almost made her nauseous.

Sure enough, this is the dirty way of magic, which cannot be compared with the righteous way at all.

It's too low.

She, the majestic young master of Yan Qi Sect, never valued skins, but the most important thing is a person's character.

And this group of people is terribly dirty, bear it, bear it any longer.

When I become the leader of the Shenzong, and thoroughly find out the details of these people, the magic ceremony will be held two months later.

She will destroy the entire magic way!

Let these filthy people die without a place to bury them.

Guan Qinghan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

At this time, the wooden carved screen that had been blocking the front opened, and the curtain was slowly pulled up.

A figure appeared in front of everyone.

It was a stunning woman, dressed in Ziyi, holding a rosary in her hand.

The Ziyi is wide and thick, perfectly covering her figure, but with a slight movement, it can outline that round figure, which is so delicate and soul-stirring.

Coupled with that beautiful and flawless cheeks, and the charm of the years between the brows.

It's even more heart-pounding.

This person is none other than Gong Yajun, the head nunnery of Yingyue Nunnery.

Although everyone has heard about the beauty of the nunnery master for a long time, when they saw it with their own eyes, they still couldn't help being in a daze for a moment.

Marvel at it.

Afterwards, everyone saw a scripture book placed next to the jade futon, Gong Yajun's flushed cheeks that seemed to be soaked in clouds, and the jade legs under the buttocks that were slightly twisted together.

Without doubting him, he suddenly sighed in his heart.

It is said that Yingyue Nunnery's cultivation technique has been passed down for hundreds of years, it is unfathomable and extremely difficult, and now it seems that it is true.

It is so difficult for the master of Yingyue Nunnery to practice.

Concentrating on the turbulent thoughts, Gong Yajun quickly glanced down, holding the Buddhist beads in his hand, his face was dignified and majestic.

"Blessing benefactors, welcome to my Shadow Moon Temple to participate in the Shenzong Demon Dao Conference and prepare for the Demon Dao Grand Ceremony in more than two months."

"As we all know, the Demon Dao Grand Ceremony is related to Shenzong's luck and a secret treasure, which must not be lost."

"Therefore, we must pick out the most powerful leader to lead us to participate in the grand ceremony of the magic way, and compete with the body sect,"

"..."

Her eyes were full of seriousness, and her jade-like voice came out of her sandalwood mouth, which was pleasant to the ear.

It also made everyone present nod repeatedly.

Of course, it's not for the so-called dignity of Shenzong, just for the secret treasure and luck.

Thereby unifying the whole magic way.

Soon, after the words were completely finished, Gong Yajun glanced down, noticed the moved expressions of everyone, and couldn't help but sneered.

A group of ants-like guys are also worthy of competing with their master for the position of leader, and they are simply beyond their control.

In an instant, she remembered the task that the master had entrusted to her.

Biting her lips lightly, she said.

"Everyone, calm down. The battle for leadership will take place in three days. Today we will only discuss one thing, and it is also the most important thing. That is, how to kill Blood Rain Demon Lord!"

(End of this chapter)