My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 164 All the girls come together, the ultimate Shura field ([-]) (subscribe)
The snowflakes were flying, and the princess's body was trembling.

Danfeng's eyes were wide open, her canthus was about to burst.

The chest, which was already quite a waste of fabric, even outlined a thrilling protective arc.

Ups and downs.

Damn it, damn it!
She knew that men in the world didn't have a good thing.

Especially this demon, who has become someone else's husband in just a few days.

It is really……

Totally crazy!

The concubine was furious, and the little maid stared blankly at this scene, at the stern back of the Demon Lord in the wind and snow, and at Guan Qinghan, who was flying in the air, as beautiful as a fairy.

A strong inferiority complex suddenly rose in his heart.

He took out the small copper mirror, looked at his little face with a little baby fat, and then looked at the crude hairpin.

Before he knew it, he lowered his head and quietly looked at his toes, his little hands were also tightly clutching the corners of his clothes, feeling extremely nervous.

In his little head, he was full of confusion.

Is it...

Is Mozun really married?
Married this fairy-like sister in front of her.

Abandoned the Wutong courtyard, abandoned the princess, abandoned the snow-white lion cat...

Also, abandoned myself.

She lowered her head and didn't even know where to go, she just stared fixedly at the black figure in the wind and snow, watching the billowing black robe fluttering in the wind and snow.

for a long time……

for a long time……

In the end, he came back to his senses and slapped his own little head.

wrong!

All of these were unilaterally said by the woman in front of him, and the Mozun didn't admit it at all.

No matter how beautiful she is, as long as she goes against the princess, she is a bad woman. The bad woman in front of her must also want to seduce the demon king.

All her enemies.

Thinking of this, the little maid was full of fighting spirit, her almond eyes burst into bright light, she swung her fist violently, and was about to tell her princess what she had discovered.

Let the princess not be discouraged, and don't misunderstand Mozun.

But in the next moment, he saw that the princess had murderous intent, holding a green hairpin in her hand, and she was about to walk towards the Demon Lord, with a look of immortality.

Apparently, he has completely overthrown, and even intends to fight Mozun desperately.

Ling'er panicked immediately, and quickly grabbed Wang Hao's arm.

"Princess, all of this may be a misunderstanding, and it is also the conspiracy of that bad woman. You see, the Demon Lord did not admit it at all..."

As she spoke, she pointed to Fang Yang who stood coldly and handsomely in the wind and snow.

Clothes were fluttering, and snow was blowing all over the sky, but not a single snowflake could fall on Fang Yang's body.

The princess was taken aback, looked at Fang Yang's back, and then at Guan Qinghan who was fluttering in the wind and snow.

He wanted a hairpin to kill the devil, Guan Qinghan, the adulterer and adulterer, but he couldn't beat it.

In the end, he could only hold the belief that the great avenger must have great perseverance and forbearance, and forcibly suppressed this anger.

Take a deep breath and try to keep yourself calm.

"Ling'er, for your sake, I'll spare this demon for the time being. But it's only this time, after all...the demon may indeed be wronged, and this princess has a heart! Chest! Open! Da!"

Han Lingxuan gritted her teeth tightly and spit out the words almost word for word.

I was suffocating in my heart.

He even planned to go back to tie the villain.

Moreover, when communicating with the devil for a while, she will definitely use all her skills to activate all her skills, so that the devil will know what the end of offending her is.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Seeing that her princess finally regained her senses, Ling'er was slightly relieved, but her fists were tightly clenched, and her baby-fat little face became swollen like a squirrel, staring ferociously at the Guan Qinghan.

That's right!

It's fierce!She also has to be fierce!

Only in this way can the concubine be able to snatch back the demon king, and any bad woman will have to go away.

but……

This bad woman seems to be protecting the Demon Lord, and is an enemy of everyone for the Demon Lord.

Do you really want to deal with others?

The little maid fell into a daze and was extremely entangled for a while.

The little face bulges up for a while, and collapses for a while, as cute as it can be.

"Once, only this time, devil, I will spare you for the time being, everything is for revenge!"

Han Lingxuan murmured, still consoling herself, and determined her revenge. Then, she pulled up her dress that was wet by the wind and snow, and walked towards Fang Yang expressionlessly!

That's right, it's expressionless, even indifferent...

This is her punishment for the devil.

Before she hadn't seen each other for so long, she was still thinking about currying favor with the devil and strengthening the relationship between the two, but now it seems that the devil is not worth her doing.

She wants to let the devil know that she is not so easy to mess with, and she has a strict bottom line.

The wind and snow were blowing, and Han Lingxuan was about to walk into the crowd at the edge of the dance square.

Clinker...

next moment……

call out!
The sword is in full swing!

The cyan sword energy all over the sky, like a surging river, tore the cloth-like wind and snow into pieces in an instant.

The sword intent diffused, attracting everyone's attention.

This is a blue sword, a proud sword, and a stubborn sword!

In the whole world, the only one who can exude such pure sword intent is Ye Qinghong, the eldest disciple of the Blood Rain Demon Lord.

The long sword flew.

Under the attention of all the people, a cyan figure fluttered above the void, with a long sword on his back and hair flying.

Every time he took a step forward, there was an extra sword energy under his feet.

The continuous sword energy seemed to pave a road, a road made of swords.

Ye Qinghong just walked on the road of sword qi, and walked in front of Fang Yang under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Demonic Dao.

His eyes were like cold pools, and his expression was stern.

Those sharp lips were tightly pressed together, so stubborn, so determined, as if they had made some choice.

Fang Yang quickly realized that something was wrong, and always felt that his senior disciple seemed to be trying to mess with some demon moth.

I was planning to reprimand twice.

But he found that Ye Qinghong had already walked in front of him, biting his lips tightly, his blue robe rippling.

A hand, hugging him tightly.

In the wind and snow, even the pupils became much firmer, only the cold earlobes were dyed with a layer of clouds at some point, crystal clear and with a touch of pink.

He just looked at himself so firmly, his eyes met.

"Master, I'm sorry!"

There was a soft whisper, with a slight trembling.

Then...

Under the gaze of all the people, the proud woman who was called the coldest swordsman in the world just stood on tiptoe and raised her head.

With a random flick of the palm, the bamboo hairpin fell, and three thousand blue silks bloomed like a waterfall.

And Ye Qinghong also closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he just kissed him proactively.

At this moment, the world became quiet.

As for the princess's body, she stopped on the spot, and the mood that she had managed to control exploded again.

Before he could react, he saw that the blue figure had turned around and looked at everyone in the square.

"I, Ye Qinghong, is not only Master's disciple, but also my teacher's wife. Whoever dares to touch Master, I will kill him."

(End of this chapter)