My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 204: Devotion, Ye Qinghong’s dream!

Rumble!
The darkness continues to spread.

The moment Hua Lianyue touched her eyebrows, she could feel that her master had fallen into chaos.

And her consciousness began to become blurred, her eyes became pitch black, and the world of mortals started automatically.

The billowing breath of mortals made her cheeks flush, and her peach blossom eyes were full of charm and lust.

However, this was a normal thing and was expected by her.

The technique deprived by the master is not complete. Every time it is activated, both parties will fall into chaos and be dominated by their own desires.

The Red Dust Art has absorbed the rich breath of the Red Dust. Once merged, both of them will fall into the Red Dust.

Then...

Totally insane!

One step, two steps, three steps...

Getting closer and closer, she was about to enter the hall.

A gust of wind blew, causing the bells in the Mozunge Pavilion to ring at the same time, making a tinkling sound that was particularly clear.

Then, she saw her master.

He is still so tall, majestic, and indifferent, sitting on the throne like a god, with his black hair flying freely.

The terrifying aura around him was almost substantial, rolling around his master.

The only difference is that the master's eyes before were always as deep and cold as the abyss.

But now it has turned red, scarlet, without any sense, and looks quite violent.

Moreover, the moment Master saw her, his eyes lit up, as if he had found prey.

The figure flashed and appeared directly in front of her.

His big hot hands stretched out and roughly pulled her into his arms.

The two people's skin was touching, and Hua Lianyue could almost feel the master's hot breath. Her eyes became blurred, and there was a hint of shyness in her sad expression.

His eyes were getting darker and darker, and he was about to fall completely into darkness, and his consciousness was blurred.

Finally, she flicked her wrist, and red candles suddenly flew out of the wide moon-white sleeves.

These candles fell around the hall, emitting a faint light and illuminating a bright scene.

This cold and gloomy hall became a little more romantic and charming, and Hua Lianyue's struggling expression completely disappeared.

Although there were red candles burning in the cave before, it was prepared by my elder sister after all. It was the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber of the elder sister, and now it was the night of flowers and candles in her bridal chamber.

She didn't know why she was like this or why she had to prepare these candles.

Maybe...it's the unwillingness in my heart!
It might also be the last thing she did for herself before she died.

……

Time passed slowly, and candles continued to burn in the dim hall.

This time, Hua Lianyue was still the first to wake up in the dim hall.

His face was pale and scarred.

Pieces of scars were left on the delicate skin, causing piercing pain that almost made her unable to stand up.

But in the end, she bit her lip, forced herself to stand up, and stood in the hall. Only then did she realize that she was lying in the arms of her master, who was sitting on the throne.

He was falling into a coma, his face was expressionless, and his breath was obviously much deeper than before.

Obviously, after the skill was automatically activated just now, the master deprived her of her bones and her worldly destiny.

Now the strength has improved a lot, and the most important thing is that the soul has become more solid.

Maybe this time, my senior sister's soul will heal a lot.

And her three months of life may only have two months left, or even less than two months.

"Cough cough..."

Hua Lianyue coughed loudly, her face turned pale, and thick blood vomited from the corner of her mouth, which was so shocking.

She stood in front of her master, looking at his handsome and indifferent profile, and couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

In the more than ten years of master-disciple relationship, she had never looked at her master so seriously. At this time, she understood why so many women were seeking death and survival for their master.

The master's charm is indeed too great, domineering and mighty, and he seems to have really changed his mind during this period.

It made her heart, which had been blocked, seem to be shaken.

In the dark palace, Hua Lianyue stared at her master for a long time.

Finally, as if he had made a decision, he lowered his head, his black hair hanging down, and strands of hair fell on Fang Yang's face.

And her cold lips were tightly attached to the master. After a deep kiss, she smiled sweetly and put away the last trace of reluctance in her peach blossom eyes.

A flick of the sleeve...

A wisp of strong wind drifted by.

The strong wind continued to stir, extinguishing the big red candles with the word "happy" engraved on them.

Then, all the candles flew into her sleeves, and even the wax tears on the ground were blown by the strong wind and disappeared without a trace.

After she had cleared all traces of herself, she took a deep breath, looked back at her master, and staggered towards the outside of the Demon Lord Pavilion.

……

Not long after, Hua Lianyue was in her own courtyard.

A peach tree has long since withered.

Hua Lianyue stood in front of the peach tree, wearing a heavy fox fur coat and holding a heater in her hand.

But even so, her body was still extremely cold, her face was as pale as paper, and she was constantly shaking.

The Hongchen Jue was pulled away, and her bones were pulled away, causing her to be seriously injured. This injury was extremely serious and she could no longer suppress it.

Between the fingers, a pink Gu insect crawled out slowly, also dying, looking at its owner sadly.

The Red Dust Gu depends on the host to nourish it, but now, because Hua Lianyue's injury is too serious, she can no longer bear the cost of nourishing the Red Dust Valley.

Therefore, the Gu insect slipped out automatically.

But he didn't have any intention of leaving, he just stared at his master silently and let out a moan.

She was mourning for her master, and she was aggrieved for her master. She could feel that his master's life breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he was dying.

He will pass away at any time and at any time.

Hua Lianyue also heard the whine of the Gu insect and could clearly feel the meaning of her own Gu insect.

But she didn't complain or feel unwilling. She just stood quietly under the peach tree. When she picked it up with her finger, a flower appeared on her fingertips, a peach blossom.

Coy and ready to be released, delicate and charming, full of rich vitality.

Hua Lianyue actually doesn't like flowers very much. How could an avenger with a deep hatred of these beautiful things be amazed by the beauty in life?
But now, she was looking at this beautiful flower steadily for a long time.

At last……

Ahem!He vomited out a mouthful of blood, which happened to hit the petals, making the petals look more delicate and beautiful.

There was a bit of panic in her eyes, and she wanted to wipe the blood off the petals, but no matter how she wiped it, it was in vain, and the most important thing was that her palms were trembling, and she seemed unable to even lift them. , the eyes are getting darker and darker.

Finally, under this withered peach tree, in this quiet courtyard, a pale and beautiful woman fell completely.

The peach blossoms in her hands slowly fell.

Finally, it landed on the center of her eyebrows and seemed to begin to wither.

……

Demon Lord Pavilion.

pain!It hurts so much!
Fang Yang was originally in a deep sleep, but he felt a splitting headache and finally slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his eyebrows, his fingertips exuding a faint light, trying to relieve some of the pain.

After a long time, the pain gradually dissipated, and he breathed a sigh of relief and looked around.

In the palace, it was still so quiet, the bone lamp was burning slowly, and the whimpering of the dark wind could be heard occasionally, but it didn't seem to be any different.

But he frowned, always feeling something was wrong.

Did he fall asleep just now?And he still fell asleep without feeling anything?
How could this be so?

Totally shouldn't.

You must know that he is a strong man in the Dharma God Realm, and he is also a five-leaf Dharmakaya. He has practiced the Yun Shen Jue, and his soul is extremely powerful. He should not feel tired and should just fall asleep.

Not even a little conscious.

"In the end what happened?"

Fang Yang stretched out his fingers and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, making a clicking sound, frowning in thought.

In fact, what he experienced this time seemed to have been experienced by him before in the Huanyue Formation.

In that dark cave, he was unconscious for a moment, and even had an erotic dream. In the dream, he and a certain woman were lingering together, and he smelled a faint fragrance. When he woke up, his memory became blurry. stand up.

The figure in the dream became more and more blurry, like a dream, and it was impossible to distinguish illusion from reality.

He also tried to inquire about those women, but in the end he got nothing. He only found that his realm had improved a lot and his soul had become quite powerful.

"That's right, realm!"

Fang Yang woke up suddenly, as if he thought of something, and immediately felt his body, only to find that his strength had improved a lot again.

The soul in his mind exudes a faint golden luster.

Obviously, this is a symbol that the soul has become more solid and powerful. Just like last time, he took a sleep and became stronger again.

"What happened? What on earth is going on?"

Fang Yang frowned and kept thinking. The more he thought about it, the more bizarre it became. He started to use all his strength to recall the details just now.

Then, I seemed to smell wisps of fragrance, which was exactly the same as last time.

He had tried to use this fragrance to find the other party before but found nothing. Can he find him this time?
Or……

The reason why he became like this is purely a technique practiced by Demon Lord, but this technique is always hidden and is not activated automatically until he reaches the current state?
Fang Yang pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure anything out. In the end, he simply stopped thinking and started practicing Yun Shen Jue.

In any case, the improvement of his skills is a good thing, which means that he can save his great disciple.

Every time Ye Qinghong sleeps for a while, the damage to his soul will become more and more serious. As a master, how can he not care about his disciple?
……

Time is passing slowly, and Fang Yang is still practicing in the Demon Lord Pavilion.

Not long after, the sun set in the west and the sky gradually darkened, and he slowly opened his eyes. A dark golden light shone in the deep pupils.

The breath becomes more and more vigorous and powerful.

"call!"

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid breath, like a dragon, and then clenched his fists.

"The Yun Shen Jue has finally broken through. It's time to save my eldest disciple."

He nodded and looked into the distance, knowing that the matter was urgent, so without any hesitation, he swayed and disappeared into the Mozun Pavilion in an instant, stepping into the night.

……

Tingjianyuan.

The autumn wind blows gently and the bamboo leaves sway.

Leaves fell one by one, covering the entire Tingjian Courtyard with a layer of leaves, making it look withered and desolate.

This is Ye Qinghong’s residence.

Jingshenjian likes silence, doesn't like noise, and doesn't like so many luxurious decorations.

Therefore, he took matters into his own hands and built this thatched house, inserted fences with bamboos, enclosed the yard, and lived quietly in the yard.

Plant vegetables and lay out stone slabs.

When you have free time, cook yourself a meal, make a cup of tea, and live so leisurely.

But now, Ye Qinghong has fallen into a coma, and has been in a coma for a whole day.Lying in his hut, his face was pale, with a sword in his hand, a sword flying wantonly.

This sword is green, like Qinghong, exuding a light luster and light ripples.

The Green Shadow Sword was trembling and whining, constantly calling for its master, hoping to wake him up, but Ye Qinghong was still in a coma.

She felt like she had a dream, a rather distant, even vague dream.

In the dream, she had just arrived at the Blood Rain Cult, with her hair tied in a ponytail and her small hand holding a sword. She practiced swordplay all day long without stopping for a moment.

His face is always so cold.

Like a beautiful piece of porcelain, it has no soul and is only filled with thoughts of revenge.

Although she was already the disciple of Blood Rain Demon Lord at that time, the Demon Lord had always been cruel and cold.

The other junior sisters, for one reason or another, were also practicing and had no time to play with her.

She was so lonely, so lonely, sitting outside this thatched house every night, quietly looking at the stars.

Until one day, Master brought back another disciple.

It was also a little girl, looking quite weak, like an orchid after the rain or duckweed in the wind.

Wearing a moon-white dress, with small peach blossom eyes, she looked around uncertainly, feeling very scared.

Later, the master called them together and introduced them briefly. Only then did she realize that this little girl with peach blossom eyes also had her parents dead and was alone.

The same situation instantly made Ye Qinghong feel sympathetic, as if he saw himself when he first went up the mountain.

So he took the initiative to step forward, looking at the little girl with his cold eyes, slowly extending his hand, facing the other girl's peach blossom eyes that revealed confusion and fear, and spoke coldly.

"Don't be afraid. My name is Ye Qinghong, and I am your senior sister. As long as I am here, no one can harm you."

The scenes echoed in my mind.

Ye Qinghong remembers it very clearly.

At that time, those little peach blossom eyes were very bright.

(End of this chapter)