My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 141 The First Step on the Road to Teacher's Wife (Subscribe)
Ye Qinghong sighed.

I just felt that what I thought in my heart at the beginning were all messy things.

The inner demons kept rising, and Jianxin kept collapsing.

He even did a lot of absurd things that crossed ethics and boundaries,
The master at that time was obviously able to push her down, but in the end, he only gently taught her how to practice swords, told her stories, and helped her heal her wounds.

Such a master is rare in the world.

How could it be that despicable and shameless person?
Facts have proved that the master has changed, and he has changed his mind and turned his back on it.

With such a great loving master, how can she, as an apprentice, confine herself to hatred and watch a few junior sisters and the master continue to fight?

Do not!Absolutely not!

This is unfair to Master!
No matter what, she has to become a teacher's wife, with enough majesty and dominance, to prevent this kind of thing from happening.

That's right!That's it!
Ye Qinghong clenched his fists, his knuckles were pale, and his eyes, which were slightly turbulent, had returned to calm.

The whole person reveals a spirit, an indomitable spirit.

Sharp and cold.

It also exudes a faint murderous intent.

Just like the name of the Shocking God Sword.

One sword strikes the wind and rain, and one sword cuts ghosts and gods.

At this moment, Fang Yang was standing in front of Ye Qinghong, and he naturally felt the murderous intent emanating from his eldest apprentice.

I also saw that frosty, sharp, cold side face,
I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

It seems that his eldest apprentice has finally awakened, and this deformed love will come to an end.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, everything will return to the way it used to be, if this is the case, let's work harder on it.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang said in a deep voice.

"Since you have seen it all, then I won't hide it. That's right, after that life-and-death calamity, Master really wants to turn around, get rid of many bad habits before, and treat you disciples kindly, but I have worked hard. Many times, only this beauty is really irresistible."

"Those two people just now are both master's confidante. They... are very good, they can obediently dispel the evil spirit for master,"

"Master, I am very satisfied."

"My dear disciple, I know how you feel about Master, and I also know how big a blow you have suffered this time,"

"But this love is too deformed. It's better to end it now. Don't worry, Master will always love you like this."

"Let you feel the love that is wrapped and overflowing."

"..."

Speaking of this, Fang Yang stretched out his palm and gently stroked his eldest apprentice's head.

Looking at the other party's silent expression, he thought that with Ye Qinghong's pride, he would definitely cut off this love, and even turned around and left.

after all……

Ye Qinghong has always been the proud swordsman who raised his high ponytail and cut the world with his sword.

How can you wrong yourself and be jealous with other women?

However, at the next moment, under his astonished gaze, Ye Qinghong slowly raised her head, the moonlight was shining brightly on her face, making her gaze so firm, like the water in a mirror lake.

Can't afford the slightest disturbance.

"Master, do you still remember the "The Legend of Condor Heroes" you told me?"

"of course I remember!"

Fang Yang's head was full of confusion, and he was a little puzzled why his eldest apprentice would suddenly bring up this story.

Afterwards, he saw Ye Qinghong raised his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a stubborn and proud smile on his face.

"Master, in the story, the master is also a confidante who spreads all over the world, but his disciples have not given up on him, and have been following and pursuing him hard. In the end, lovers finally get married."

"What can be done in the story, apprentice, can also be done!"

The night was rippling, at this moment, Ye Qinghong's eyes were so bright and resplendent.

Fang Yang couldn't help being a little dazed, watching his apprentice raise his head high, his beautiful face, high fighting spirit, like a sharp sword.

"But...you will be very tired if you do this. It's like telling a script for the teacher. That disciple will go through wind and rain, be displaced, be ridiculed by the world, and be hated by the master. Moreover, he may never succeed."

Fang Yang spoke in a deep voice.

Ye Qinghong held the sword, his eyes were as cold as a pool, resolute and piercing!

"It's okay!"

"Swordsman, it should be like this." With a sword forward, life and death are at stake.Disciple is confident that all obstacles will be wiped out. "

"What's more, isn't this disciple already used to Master's indifference to me?"

Clang!
The Qingying Sword came out of its sheath, and flew into Ye Qinghong's hand like a blue horse.

Under the moonlight, she smiled brightly and stood holding a sword, just like a chic swordsman.

Fang Yang couldn't help but sigh, and gently hugged his lover into his arms.

There was a stream of pity in my heart.

The king is like a rock, and the concubine is like a reed.The rock is not transferred, and the pampas grass is as tough as silk.

Ye Qinghong is not a rock, nor a pampas grass, she is a sword, a sword that stubbornly floats in front of him, cutting off all obstacles for him.

Despite the wind and rain, never leave.

How can such a person not be pitied?

The night was filled, and in the pavilion on the rockery, the master and the apprentice hugged each other.

Feeling the familiar warmth, Ye Qinghong's cold eyes rippled slightly.

His expression was a little hesitant, as if he was struggling with something.

In the end, a decision was made.

Gently broke free from the master's arms, hooked up the blue belt around his waist with his fingers, and pulled it lightly.

The clothes are like blue lotus flowers, slowly blooming.

slipped to the ground.

Then, under Fang Yang's astonished gaze, she pursed her lips and said stubbornly.

"Master, this disciple feels unwell recently, maybe it's because of the curse, which hasn't been completely cleaned up. Please, Master, check your body for this disciple."

A soft sentence, with Ye Qinghong's unique coldness, trembling slightly, is enough to prove how struggling and shy she is in her heart.

But... this is the first step on the road to becoming a master.

Moreover, she also wanted to use the method of massage to test it out for herself, to thoroughly confirm whether Master had cured her old illness.

The moonlight poured down and landed on Ye Qinghong's cold skin. Ye Qinghong shook his head, and the blue hairpin fell into his hand.

Three thousand black hairs, like a waterfall, fell down behind her buttocks.

Fang Yang looked at the big apprentice in front of him, but there was not much desire in his heart, his blood was boiling, and he was suppressed on the spot.

At this moment, in his heart, there is no indifference or teasing towards Gong Yajun and Guan Qinghan.

Some only have endless love and affection.

"My dear disciple, you are forcing Master to make a mistake."

He sighed, and the wide black robe gently covered Ye Qinghong's body.

Then, he stretched out his wide and hot palm, placed it on the head of his beloved disciple, and slowly slid down the hair, from the back, to the waist, and then to the graceful arc...

Examine the other party's body carefully.

At the same time, a thin figure like a willow blowing, holding a lantern, had already floated into the Shadow Moon Nunnery.

It is Hualianyue!

(End of this chapter)