My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 155 The Second Disciple Conspired with the Demon Lord, and the Princess Was Caught Thousand Miles away!

"The second disciple of the Mozun?"

Han Lingxuan froze for a moment, and looked the other party up and down, but the other party had already stuffed the letter into her hand.

A thick stack.

She opened it and found that there was a piece of jade inside, and it was still a photo jade.

Mozun's second disciple, why did you give this princess this thing?

Han Lingxuan couldn't figure it out, she was always witty, looked at the other party vigilantly, and then opened the photo jade.

In an instant, two pictures appeared in her mind.

In the image, a domineering and stalwart figure stood by the lake.

Mo hair dancing wildly, eyes cold.

Beside, the lake is calm and beautiful, just like a mirror, without any waves.

It was the Blood Rain Demon Lord of the Blood Rain Cult, and at the feet of the Demon Lord, there were two figures kneeling.

One is soft and light, with black hair hanging down, it is Huang Fuling, while the other is wearing purple Zizi clothes, under the moonlight, the clothes are almost transparent.

Kneeling in front of the Mozun just like that, with blurred eyes and biting red lips, a fool can see what's going on.

In the other picture, it is also the demon king, but in his arms is a woman who is cold and silver-haired.

The woman's pupils are all white, as if covered with layers of ice and snow.

Naked, just being hugged by the Demon Venerable so forcefully, under the moonlight, it seems that he wants to find his roots and ancestors.

boom!
Infinite anger surged out from the depths of Wang Hao's heart.

She clenched her fists tightly, and her chest was even more eloquent. There was an extra jade hairpin in her palm, exuding a biting brilliance.

"Where did this jade come from?"

She gritted her teeth.

The woman in front of her said respectfully.

"The jade was given by my master. My master is the master of the Heavenly Counting Hall. He can calculate everything. He accidentally captured these two pictures. He thought that the princess might need it, so he put in the jade and asked me to send it over."

"Did it really happen by accident?"

Han Lingxuan dismissed it, but with a clever head, she immediately and clearly felt that the second disciple of the devil must be planning some kind of conspiracy.

But she didn't bother to talk about it, she was just very angry, very angry.

These days...

She and her own servant girl didn't think about eating and drinking, and were always worried about the safety of the devil, for fear that something would happen to him.

Ling'er prayed to Empress Empress every day, but she dismissed it on the surface, but she was also praying secretly in her heart.

But she never expected that when she and others were so worried, the devil would hold a party outside?

Moreover, even women are not the same.

Sure enough, the devil is the devil, damn it!

Han Lingxuan was still thinking about changing her attitude towards the devil in the future, but now it seems that there is no need to change at all.

A scumbag like this who is broad and profound every day deserves to die without a place to die!
Coincidentally, when she was practicing Chunyu Jue these days, she also practiced the technique of dual cultivation in it.

It has now reached its pinnacle.

Originally, she wanted to share bliss with the devil, but now it seems that she can just kill the devil.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she wished she could rush into Shadow Moon Temple now. In her eyes, it was no longer the top sect of the Devil's Cult, but a den of foxes.

Moreover, he was still a perverted fox with a bald head and an alternative style.

Just when her killing intent was surging...

Next to him, the men sent by the devil's second disciple clapped their hands...

Buzz!
The void is constantly shaking.

The next moment, a flyer made of white jade fell from the sky and just landed in the courtyard, with some mysterious and mysterious patterns carved on it.

Exudes a strange smell.

"My master said that after watching the pictures in the jade stone, the princess will probably want to go to the theater nunnery, so I specially prepared the fly, so that the princess can go to the shadow moon nunnery to have a talk with the demon king."

It is still watertight.

Han Linxuan became more and more sure that the head of the Heavenly Computing Hall had ulterior motives and was definitely planning some kind of conspiracy.

But she is too lazy to deal with these things now, she just wants to go to Yingyue Nunnery as soon as possible, and tear up the scumbag with her hands.

Either pinch the scumbag to death so that he can no longer mess around outside, sorry for myself and the little maid.

Or kill those foxes who are proficient.

In short, this matter can never be good.

Thinking of this, Han Lingxuan let out a cold snort, got up and went back to the house, washed and dressed, and walked out quickly.

At this moment, she was wearing a gorgeous dress.

His eyebrows are like distant Dai, and his eyes are like stars.

On the top of the head is a complicated and luxurious hairpin.

His body exudes a majesty that belongs only to the main palace.

Today, she, the number one on the Tang country's rouge list, is going to overwhelm everyone, and then, she will die with that devil.

Seeing that his princess has entered Feizhu, he is going to Yingyue Nunnery to look for the Demon Lord.

Ling'er's almond eyes lit up, and she hurriedly used well water to clean her cat-like face.

Then, struggling to hold the basket, he followed.

"Ling'er, I must kill that devil."

Flying up, Wang Hao gritted her teeth, almost popping out such a sentence from between her teeth.

"……Um."

Linger nodded, lowered her head and sorted out the list to bring

"I'm going to kill him."

Han Lingxuan repeated it again, and Ling'er continued to nod, still busy there, and even ran directly to the kitchen in the courtyard.

With my princess's favorite candied haws, and a series of washing tools...

The princess has never traveled far, so she may not be used to it. She must stay by her side all the time and prepare everything for the princess. There must be no omissions.
Only in this way can my princess be well.

Seeing Ling'er running back and forth in such a hurry, she became a little spinning top, not listening to herself at all.

Han Lingxuan was instantly annoyed, her mouth was full of silver teeth, almost gnawed into pieces.

She knew very well that her servant girl had lost her trust in her due to her behavior of feeding demons with her body several times before.

But she doesn't care at all.

The previous failures were purely because she didn't practice martial arts, but now she has achieved a great deal of miraculous skills, while the devil is always greedy for pleasure.

The distance between the two has become smaller and smaller, she will kill that scumbag no matter what.

The princess was full of confidence, and she began to look at that piece of jade again. The more she looked at it, the angrier she became, the more she looked at it, the angrier she became...

In the end, he simply closed his eyes and began to review his dual cultivation skills, memorizing the main points of various movements, no matter what, he must pinch the devil to death.

Moreover, after practicing these exercises, she has comprehended the Water Dragon Jue, which will let the devil know what it means to flood the Jinshan Temple!

Finally, the little maid got everything ready and was about to go flying, but the next moment, she seemed to think of something, and ran to the corner of the wall.

Carefully opened the wooden box, took out the simple wooden hairpin, regarded it as a treasure, looked at it many times, and slowly inserted it into his hair bun.

The almond eyes are bright, and the little dimples are so cute.

Afterwards, he hurriedly hugged the wooden box, and ran to Feihun.

Soon, Flying Fly flew up and rushed straight into the sky. It didn't take long before disappearing from the Blood Rain Sect and heading straight for Yingyue Nunnery.

In the corner of the courtyard, the flower bone of that wild flower is slowly blooming.

Compared with the gorgeous stamen next to it, it is still so small and humble, but it already has its own beauty.

……

Time passed slowly, the next two days.

Fang Yang's body still didn't rest. For the great cause of the Blood Rain Sect and to be able to fill the bed of black jade ice in the space of his brain, he worked hard day and night.

It is not only necessary to use the supreme and domineering marksmanship, but also to learn martial arts with Yajun, the master of Yingyue Temple.

I also have to continue to condolences to Lin Yanran, the saint of the Demon Sect, according to the diary, in the rockery, in the pavilion, in the lake, in the tree, talking about pure love, and savoring the sound.

As for his two disciples, they were not honest at all, one wanted him to refine the red dust Gu all day long, and the other had to constantly check his body.

It can be said that they are busy walking around, showing the majesty of the master.

……

The night was filled with fog and mist.

Tomorrow will be the opening day of the Demon Dao Shenzong Conference.

In order to be able to compete for the position of the leader of the Shinto, the various sects have secretly competed to the extreme.

Men and women of the Hehuan sect, old and young, came out, hiding poison all over their bodies, not letting go of even a crack.

Nightingale's wail echoed everywhere in Shadow Moon Temple. The next day, countless people would be poisoned and withdraw from the election.
And the Ghost Lantern Sect has gone completely mad, constantly stealing the privacy of those sects, using various magical methods to sneak under the bed, into the cabinet, steal secrets,
Corpse Control Gate, Tide Watching Pavilion...

Many sects, everyone is in danger.

The Buddhist Holy Land Shadow Moon Temple has turned into a vortex, pulling everyone into it and devouring it crazily.

And Blood Rain Demon Lord is undoubtedly in the middle of the vortex, being stared at by everyone.

Everyone wanted to kill the Demon Lord, step on the Demon Lord's corpse, and become a true leader of the Shinto.

……

Acacia camp.

The suzerain of Hehuan Sect has not touched his wife for three whole days.

Because his wife, after being tormented by the devil in public that day, kept saying that she was not feeling well. Muttering to himself, saying something is too powerful, it's a pity, it's a pity, if you want to watch the tide, you must not miss it this time...

It also made him baffled.

I have no idea what my wife is talking about.

In the palace, the moonlight was like fog, and layers of veils were rippling like lake water. At this moment, his wife was changing clothes inside and refused him to enter.

It is said that it is preparing a tool for assassinating the devil tomorrow.

Be sure to let the devil die from exhaustion!

It was very exciting to listen to him too.

Soon, Sagiri opened...

A graceful figure came out from inside, it was the suzerain's wife.

Wearing a translucent gauze skirt, as thin as a cicada's wings, these clothes were tightly attached to his wife's body, just able to outline that perfect, thrilling figure.

Moreover, for some reason, his wife's white neck is wearing an emerald necklace, which hangs naturally on her chest, and there is a pull ring on the back, like a horse's bridle, which seems to allow people to stretch their hands naturally. to the reins...

The suzerain looked at all this, and for some reason, felt that the emerald was so green that it almost blinded his eyes.

Looking down again, I found that his wife's sensual jade legs were actually wrapped with a pair of white ice stockings, which were tightly bound around her body, showing her graceful figure even more.

Shortness of breath and swelling of the head.

In the palace, the candles flickered on and off, and the suzerain couldn't hold back after all. He took a step forward and wanted to hug his wife's waist.

As a result, the next moment, his wife took half a step back slightly, which made him stunned for a moment.

"Sorry, I'm still unwell today and I don't like being touched. Besides, the weather has been dry recently. In order to prepare for tomorrow's big battle, I can no longer be dehydrated."

"I need to recharge my energy, let myself reach the peak state, use the yin and yang great joy gift, and with the assistance of the ecstasy incense, I will sternly cater to the devil, let him fall into my spider web, and can no longer escape... ..."

The suzerain's wife opened her red lips lightly, and she spoke righteously, which made the suzerain stunned for a while.

To be honest, what his wife said made sense, but for some reason, he just felt a little uncomfortable.

Green eyes, green flustered.

But in the end, seeing his wife's eagerness to kill the devil, he was slightly relieved, feeling that he was thinking too much after all.

Also began to quietly wait for tomorrow's arrival.

When the sun rises, it is the day when the devil dies.

……

Ghost Lantern Camp.

The lights filled the air, and it was pitch black.

When the oil lamp crackled and crackled.

The suzerain of the ghost lamp sect, that is, the skinny old man, has completely sacrificed his kun in the past two days.

For a moment, I felt refreshed, and felt that my skills had greatly increased. Looking at the burning lamp, I felt the imprint of the devil in my mind, and I was full of confidence.

Then...

"vomit!"

He spat out black blood.

Using forbidden techniques, plus offering sacrifices to the body, in exchange for the powerful power of the burning lamp.

This is not so easy to do.

But now, his burning lamp has burned to the extreme, completely connected to the soul of the devil.

Tomorrow, he will activate another forbidden technique to burn the spirit and soul, and burn the soul of the devil.

Let the devil suffer in the burning lamp.

The night was like a curtain, shrouding the surroundings, and the Sect Master of Ghost Blowing Lantern just held the Burning God Lamp in both hands, whispering in a hoarse voice.

"The position of Shinto leader is mine, and anyone who dares to stand in the way will die."

……

In the dry well of the corpse control gate, countless coffins were trembling.

The head of the Corpse Control Sect looked at the huge black coffin in front of him, blood was still seeping through the gaps in the coffin.

Are there angry roars and whispers from inside, ancient, heavy, and bloodthirsty?

If you listen carefully, you can hear a name coming from inside the coffin.

Blood Rain Demon Lord!
……

Finally, the long night passed.

Dawn breaks.

Countless people opened their eyes at this moment.

Including... the ghost ancestor.

(End of this chapter)