My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 152 The night rendezvous between master and apprentice in the palace, the little maid grew up
The moonlight filled the air, and the green robe fluttered.

Ye Qinghong was holding the Qingying Sword, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and the blue hair tied up behind him also showed a hint of stubbornness.

With a gentle breeze, she held the sword and walked towards the hall step by step.

The cold pool-like pupils reveal a hint of coldness.

She just decided to become a teacher's wife, to turn the tide and save many junior sisters.

As a result, now, the head of the Shadow Moon Temple has begun to seduce his master.

No matter how you say it, Yingyue Nunnery is a big sect, and it belongs to the best in the entire Shinto Demon Sect.

She had long suspected that the other party was plotting against the law and wanted to assassinate the master, but there was no evidence before.

But just now, she saw from a distance that the large formation protecting the mountain of Yingyue Nunnery had been activated. Obviously, the nunnery master couldn't bear it after all, and wanted to do something to the master.

So, without any hesitation, she hurried over.

His eyes were cold and tired.

He even staggered a little.

There is no way, last night, she has been killing those who are enemies of the master.

Although she has stepped into the realm of Yiye Dharma Body, and the Shocking God Sword is quite powerful.

However, there were also many masters in those demon sects, which caused her to suffer some injuries.

The originally cold cheeks were a little pale, and the tiger's mouth was a little cracked, but she didn't care at all.

Just hold the sword forward.

Anyone who wants to be an enemy of her master will have to die.

The moonlight is like yarn, like fog.

Floating down from the sky, it enveloped the surrounding area.

Ye Qinghong shuttled between the courtyards, and soon came to the palace of the nunnery master.

Every time he took a step, the breath on his body became stronger, the green robe fluttered, and the hair fluttered.

Those deep pupils seemed to be covered with layers of frost, gradually becoming colder and colder.

Zheng!
Accompanied by the crisp sword chant sound.

The Qingying Sword kept trembling, as if feeling the killing intent of its master, the sword energy diffused like moonlight, filling the surrounding area.

Finally, she came to the palace.

Draw your sword and stand up.

"Sao girl, dare to seduce and murder my master, you want to die!"

The void oscillated, and a icy Dharma body appeared behind her, about to cut it down with a sword.

The next moment, candlelight shines.

Countless candles lit up at the same time.

Then, she saw the scene in front of her.

In the hall, the gauze mist filled the air, and a tall and tall figure stood suddenly, holding a thin body like a willow in his arms.

It was her master and fourth junior sister Hua Lianyue.

But at this moment, the moon-white dress on Hua Lianyue's body has faded away, revealing a body as white as jade, graceful and beautiful, almost blending with the moonlight.

Before this, her Fourth Junior Sister's complexion had always been extremely pale, but now, it was like a peach blossom blooming.

Buried in the broad arms of the master, closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

The sword light dissipated in an instant!

Ye Qinghong stood in the hall, as if struck by lightning, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

The blue shadow sword was tightly clenched in the cold palm.

A huge sadness, like a flood, flooded her and his heart, almost causing her to collapse.

The cold pool was rippling, and her face, which was originally pale due to the injury, became even paler.

The cold pool-like pupils seemed to be covered with layers of thick fog.

At this moment, she thought of the blood-stained village and the scene of practicing sword alone when she was young.

Seems abandoned by the world.

Only her, and the sword next to her!

Ye Qinghong tightly pursed his lips, more sharp and stubborn than ever before.

She just stood in the hall, watching all this silently, took one last look, and was about to turn around and leave.

And this time...

Fang Yang and Hua Lianyue also noticed this scene.

Hua Lianyue was locked by Yuhuan, and it was a critical moment of healing, neither her body nor her soul could move.

Fang Yang's eyes were deep, and at the moment Ye Qinghong was about to leave, he suddenly said.

"My dear boy, where are you going?"

Ye Qinghong paused.

"I just saw the formation of Yingyue Nunnery activated, and worried about the safety of the master, I came here to protect it. But now, it seems that the time for the apprentice to come is not the time."

"No, you're here just in time!"

Fang Yang's voice was heavy, and with a flick of his robe, he directly rolled the other party over.

Ye Qinghong was still in a trance, and when he realized it, he found himself lying on the chest of the master.

Warm, thick, piping hot.

Like a harbor, it can protect all wind and rain.

It made her eyes soften a lot, and she even wished she could sleep forever in the embrace of the world.

But she had always been stubborn, so she reacted quickly, trying to break free from Master's arms with all her strength.

As a result, the next moment, Master's gentle voice rang in his ears.

"Don't move, Master was treating your junior sister's spiritual injury just now. Since you are also here, we can both..."

"Shuangshuang treatment. You take off your clothes."

Healing?

Ye Qinghong was stunned for a moment, his face was full of bewilderment, and he turned to look.

Only then did I realize that Fourth Junior Sister's aura had become much more stable, and her originally pale complexion gradually returned to ruddy.

The injuries to his soul and soul that he suffered because of the Red Dust Gu over the years are slowly fading away, as if healed.

At this time, she realized that she had just misunderstood Master, Master did not have a private tryst with her Junior Sister, drank yogurt, did not take her with her, and was just healing her Junior Sister, the relationship is so pure.

But he was misunderstood by himself.

All because the posture of the two of them just now was too ambiguous, and she was concerned about it, causing confusion.

but……

Do you really want to take off your clothes and accept Master's treatment?

She bit her lips tightly, hesitating, and didn't know what to do for a moment, but soon, she saw Master's gentle gaze and Junior Sister's heavy breathing.

The road to the teacher's wife is long and obstructed.

She is stupid, she has nothing but the sword in her hand to clear the obstacles for the master, and her stubborn heart.

And her junior sister is the hall master of Chunqing Hall, who is used to watching love and love in the world, and is proficient in all kinds of methods.

Once she backs down, the master is likely to be snatched away by the fourth junior sister.

Therefore, she must go forward bravely and always consider whether this is her only chance in this life.

Protecting the throne of the teacher's wife is incumbent.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, as if she had made a decision, her mouth was tightly pursed, and her eyes were full of stubbornness.

With trembling hands, he gradually grabbed the belt, and then gently pulled it...

The cyan robe slipped off.

In the moonlight, under the lamplight, her cold body was gradually exposed like this, still trembling slightly, and the blue shadow sword was tightly clenched in her palm, which was enough to prove how nervous she was inside.

But even so, she didn't have any intention of giving up, but slowly lay down into Master's other arm.

Nervously closing those cold pool-like pupils.

Huddled in Fang Yang's arms blankly, motionless, like a piece of cold jade.

In the hall, the lights flickered.

Fang Yang hugged left and right.

On the left is Hua Lianyue, who is like a floating willow, and on the right is the stubborn and sharp Ye Qinghong.

Although the two have different temperaments, they are both stunning in the world, and the most important thing is that they are wearing almost nothing except obscene clothes.

Even if Fang Yang's heart is as hard as a stone and his will is firm.

But at this moment, the Formless Demon Body is still activated directly, exuding a billowing breath.

Let him have scarlet eyes and stand on three legs.

I can't wait to teach these two disciples the way of cultivation.

But in the end, he still forcibly endured it.

With one hand healed Hua Lianyue for her spiritual injury, and with the other hand she checked Ye Qinghong's body.

But the moment his palm touched Ye Qinghong's icy body.

His eyes instantly turned cold.

The black robe was billowing, the pupils exuded a monstrous murderous intent, and the formless demon body was unconsciously aroused.

So hot, so violent.

It can almost swallow the entire hall.

Just now Ye Qinghong tried his best to suppress his injury, and his mind was wandering, so he didn't notice anything unusual.

But now, he can clearly feel that the aura in the body of his eldest disciple has become much weaker, and there are still some internal injuries on his body, obviously he has experienced a life-and-death fight.

In this Yingyue Nunnery, among the many demon sects, someone dared to attack his disciples.

It's really boring and crooked, and I'm looking for death naked.

His eyes became colder and colder, and the blood in his body seemed to turn into hot magma, rolling.

"who is it?!"

His voice was hoarse.

Ye Qinghong finally opened his eyes, seeing his master's murderous intent, he suddenly understood what was going on, and hurriedly covered the cracked tiger's mouth, his eyes were like cold pools, and he didn't say a word.

She has done so much just to protect the dignity of the master and avenge the master. If she troubles the master again at this time, wouldn't all the efforts be in vain?And it will get Master into trouble.

She would never do such a thing.

There are two masters and apprentices, with their eyes facing each other.

Fang Yang was murderous, Ye Qinghong didn't say a word, his lips were tightly pursed, still stubborn.

No matter how aggressive Fang Yang was, she remained silent.

In the end, Fang Yang activated Xuan Tiance, and a ray of Xuan Tiance's aura flew out, passing Ye Qinghong's scar.

Then he felt a wave of evil spirit.

These evil spirits include the Corpse Control Sect, the Ghost Lantern Sect, and the Hehuan Sect...

Quite mixed.

Obviously, Ye Qinghong fought with these major sects, and the injuries on his body should also be caused by the fighting.

In an instant, he understood what was going on, it belonged to Xuan Tiance's terrifying coercion, which gradually faded away.

The formless demon body is also slowly returning to calm.

Looking at Ye Qinghong, who was obviously a little nervous in his arms, but stubborn and silent, he sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel endless love.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
He and his eldest disciple have also been together for such a long time, how can there be no half-hearted affection?

In fact, he admired this big disciple who was stubborn, aloof, but especially lonely and vulnerable inside, like a little girl.

You can also feel the deep respect and love that the other party has for you.

Thinking of last night, his stubborn and stubborn big disciple, one person with one sword, went to the door one by one, just to maintain his majesty, the love and affection in his heart couldn't help but become more intense.

Looking at Ye Qinghong silently, he opened his mouth and said.

"Is it worth doing this?"

Ye Qinghong met Fang Yang's gaze, his eyes panicked, and there were slight ripples in those cold pool-like pupils.

It seems a little shy and uncomfortable.

Turning his head just like that, he put his face against Fang Yang's chest, three thousand blue hairs drooping down, and said coldly.

"value!"

"Anyone who wants to insult Master and challenge Master's dignity is a dead end!"

One sentence made Fang Yang's heart tremble, he hugged the big disciple into his arms, gently stroked the other's hair, his eyes were full of love and compassion.

But Ye Qinghong squinted his eyes, the originally cold and sharp Shocking Sword seemed to have turned into a kitten, lying greedily in the arms of the master.

The corners of her pursed lips curled up, looking very happy.

Then...

She tucked herself into Master's arms a little more, and changed her position so that Master could check her body more conveniently.

Fang Yang took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and began to heal the two of them wholeheartedly.

The scorching hot hands, with surging spiritual power, passed over the two of them, not letting go of even the slightest area.

Hua Lianyue was restrained by Yuhuan, her eyes were intoxicated and blurred, and the huge sense of humiliation almost overwhelmed her.

She bit her lip and looked at the senior sister who was also in the arms of the master, full of anger and unwillingness, knowing that if this continued, the senior sister would sink more and more.

But fortunately, the master is healing the elder sister, and the elder sister has restrained herself, so the two of them should not overstep.

She rejoiced secretly in her heart, but in the next moment, she saw the senior sister who had been closing her eyes tightly put her hand on the obscene clothes, and then slowly took off the obscene clothes.

Her canthus was about to split open, and her pair of peach blossom eyes were wide open.

……

The moonlight filled the air. Next, Fang Yang continued to heal the two disciples.

In the end, under his treatment, the two disciples recovered and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Yang waved his hand, and the black robes covered the two disciples, covering their bodies.

The moonlight filled the air, like water, and sprinkled on the two of them, making them look even more beautiful.

Fang Yang just stood firmly in front of Ye Qinghong, looking at the tired face of the big apprentice after he fell into a deep sleep.

In the eyes, there was a killing intent.

His lover has been hurt, right and wrong, he has no intention of asking.

He didn't care at all how many people died in the three major sects and how strong they were.

He just knew that whoever hurts his apprentice must die!

This is his rule!

……

At the same time, Blood Rain Sect, at the mountain gate.

The night is filled.

A little girl with a thin body and a little baby fat was squatting on the stone.

This rock is very tall and big, but it is also very rugged and dangerous. Ordinary people will never come here.

Only Ling'er, after finishing her daily chores, would work hard every day, risking falling and hurting herself, to climb here.

Standing in front of the mountain gate of the Blood Rain Sect, looking from afar...

One look, one look, another look...

After looking at it for a long time, he lowered his head and looked at Xiao He's chest that was showing a sharp angle, which was slightly rising, and said disappointedly.

"Mozun, when will you come back? Slave, it seems to be a bit older."

(End of this chapter)