My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 218 Let’s have a lavish night with me in the bridal chamber!
In the pear orchard.

The guests and the host had a good time.

Although the guests were all cut out of paper figures, the wedding had not yet begun, so their expressions were particularly rich.

Toasting the Blood Rain disciples one cup at a time.

The disciples instinctively felt that something was wrong and wanted to refuse, but as a gust of wind blew by, they could not say a word. They could only put their arms around these paper figures and drink together.

Fang Yang, on the other hand, took Guan Qinghan, Ye Qinghong and others and looked at the pear garden playfully.

Watching the pieces of pear blossoms falling, looking at the beautiful and elegant decorative environment.

They really look like guests at a wedding.

Of course, during this period, some paper figures came over and invited them to drink together.

However, before they reached Fang Yang, Fang Yang grabbed two of them with one hand and shook them casually.

Whoa!
The black flame was burning, coming from the life lamp in Fang Yang's mind.

The two paper figures were burned to ashes in just the blink of an eye, and the paper figures' shrill screams echoed in the air, almost capable of tearing a person's eardrums.

The paper people were all stunned, looking at Fang Yang stupidly, and also at the handful of ashes on the ground. They clearly had no emotions, but their empty eyes revealed deep fear.

"It seems that these two are too drunk to drink, and they got drunk so quickly. Looking at it like this, they probably slept more solidly than the sleeping husbands in romance movies. Would you like to have a drink too?"

"..."

Without saying a word, the paper people suddenly turned around and began to drink again around the Blood Rain Sect disciples.

Everyone who was drinking was pale and trembling all over.

"The flowers are falling and the water is red, I am filled with sorrows, I have no words to complain about the east wind..."

After a long time, a burst of resentful opera sounds sounded, and Shui Xiu waved his hand.

I don’t know when a beautiful figure appeared on the stage.

The body is like a willow tree, and like duckweed.

He turned his back to everyone and started singing, holding a gun in his hand.

The gun is the most domineering weapon.

But at this moment, this gun is combined with the water sleeves, revealing a sense of grace.

Slowly turning around and swimming slowly, the people watching were mesmerized.

Finally, the figure turned around.

The snow-white skin reveals the youthfulness of a girl, but her eyebrows are particularly sharp, with a tear mole in the corner of her eye.

He was Fang Yang's fifth disciple.

In other words, this cheek is the face of the fifth disciple.

Zheng!
Ye Qinghong clenched the Qingying Sword in his hand again, his expression was cold, and a layer of frost seemed to have condensed in his pupils.

It seemed so cold.

The person in front of her was clearly her fifth junior sister, but for some reason, she felt that the other person's expression was so indifferent and indifferent, as if she didn't know her. And most importantly, the fifth junior sister's aura was particularly unfamiliar...

"What's the rush? Why not enjoy the opera first?"

Fang Yang smiled and spoke, still looking calm and calm. Even if his five disciples appeared, there would be no disturbance.

This behavior was extremely strange to him.

However, Ye Qinghong still obeyed his master's orders unconditionally and respected his master to the extreme.

The opera is melodious!

While the beautiful figure on the stage was still singing the resentful opera.

clang!
There was a dull banging sound, and it was time to get married.

Everything in front of me seemed to be just an illusion. The stage disappeared instantly, and the beautiful figure disappeared with it.

Then...

It is the same as the illusion that everyone saw just now.

The whole pear garden fell silent, and the guests stood there blankly, saying nothing.

The paper man's appearance was completely restored.

The butler, who had been maintaining the wedding banquet, floated in front of Fang Yang and others with a bright red face, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Please come with me to visit the wedding ceremony."

"Okay, let's go then."

Fang Yang readily agreed and followed the housekeeper forward. A group of guests had already turned into paper figures, floating forward patteringly, accompanied by the gusts of cold wind.

Revealing an unparalleled sense of weirdness.

At this time, the group of Blood Rain disciples, perhaps out of fear, took out the incense in their arms, dipped it in blood, and began to offer sacrifices.

The incense burns, emitting a light smoke.

The entire pear orchard began to be filled with the scent of sandalwood.

Fang Yang glanced back inadvertently, and happened to see the movements of these disciples. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the sneer on his face became more intense.

at last……

Under the leadership of the housekeeper, a group of people came to the Liyuan lobby.

This is the place to worship heaven and earth.

Red lanterns were swaying, and happy words were everywhere.

Two coffins were placed in the lobby.

It is also engraved with joy.

It was exactly the same as the illusion they had seen before.

Obviously, this is a ghost marriage, a ghost marriage that should not exist in a mountain village.

Where could such a shabby mountain village come from such a luxurious place?Where did the rich family come from?
The sound of the suona sounded, and the matchmaker and others were already in place.

It was still the butler with a bright red face who presided over the wedding.

In full view of everyone, he walked to the front, seemingly feeling something, until he heard sobbing outside.

Then he took out a bell and it jingled.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Whoa!
There was a gust of cold wind, and all the paper figures turned around suddenly, staring at everyone with their empty eyes.

Outside, the sound of opera came again.

Resentment, whimpering...

Like a cuckoo crying blood.

At this time, the gray fog in the room became thicker and thicker, and the cold atmosphere even gave goosebumps to all the Blood Rain Sect disciples.

Even Ye Qinghong, Guan Qinghan and others also noticed that something was wrong, and all of them were filled with spiritual energy and prepared to fight.

Especially the housekeeper, whose eyes were scarlet and stared at Fang Yang closely, with the corner of his mouth curled into a cross, extremely cold, strange, and even revealed a strong sense of cruelty.

As if staring at prey.

The swords were on the verge of breaking out, and a war was about to begin. However, at this moment.

A relaxed voice sounded.

"Since we are worshiping heaven and earth, how can the bride and groom not show up? Isn't this disrespectful to me?"

Swish!
All the paper figures turned their heads and stared at Fang Yang, while the housekeeper was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect to hear such an answer.

Before I could react...

boom!boom!
Fang Yang slapped his hands twice, hitting the coffin instantly.

The coffin lid shattered in response.

The entire lobby was filled with ashes and dilapidated, and the sounds of suona and whimpering outside had all disappeared.

An originally sad and strange ghost marriage was disrupted by Fang Yang.

"My master kindly invited you to the wedding banquet, but you actually made the wedding banquet look like this. You are looking for death!"

The housekeeper was furious, and suddenly a black lantern appeared in his hand. Then, he stepped on the ground, and countless black tentacles, like shadows, moistened things silently, and slowly climbed towards Fang Yang.

Everywhere he passed was desolate and broken...

As soon as a disciple of Blood Rain Sect came into contact with this black tentacle, he screamed and melted quickly.In the end, it also turned into a shadow, merged with the black tentacles, and continued to stretch towards Fang Yang.

The speed was extremely fast, and Fang Yang was about to be surrounded. Fang Yang watched all this with cold eyes, without any trace of panic on his face.

Just at the moment when these black tentacles were about to arrive, I stretched out my hand to grab them, and then pulled them hard.

Stab it!

Stab it!

Accompanied by bursts of explosions, all the tentacles broke off, and the housekeeper let out a wailing cry. Before he could react, a foot stepped directly on top of his head, instantly trampling him to the ground. .

slap!

It turned into a pool of shadow.

The shadow kept struggling, but could not escape Fang Yang's kick. Finally, it melted into a drop of water and entered Fang Yang's body.

And Fang Yang's gaze became deeper and sharper.

Quiet, dead still.

Such a devastating action stunned everyone and Gui in the lobby.

Especially those paper figures couldn't help but shudder when they looked at the water stains still remaining on the ground.

The body cut out of paper keeps trembling,

As evil spirits, they should not have fear, but at this moment, they were still shocked by Fang Yang's methods.

Crunch!Crunch!
A harsh sound sounded, and the lids of the two coffins were smashed by Fang Yang.

Suddenly there was a pattering sound in the coffin.

It seemed like something was moving, so slightly, so creepy.

at last……

The contents of the coffin floated out.

She wore a complicated and delicate red dress, with dragons and phoenixes embroidered on the hem, and golden silk threads on the edges.

The top of the head is covered with a red hijab.

The figure is graceful and the fragrance is refreshing.

It is the bride who is getting married today.

The other one, also wearing the groom's clothes, seemed to be a paper man, with empty eyes and a dazed look.
After coming out, he floated next to the bride.

He seems to have no feelings for the outside world.

"I have come all the way to watch the wedding, so the bride will naturally take off her hijab, right?"

Fang Yang waved his hand, and a strong wind swept past, blowing on the bride in an instant.

Blow up the red hijab.

A beautiful face was revealed.

Her eyebrows are like distant daisy, and her eyes are like green honghong. A little cinnabar is dotted between the eyebrows, and her lips are dotted with rouge. Under the dim and flickering light, she is breathtakingly beautiful.

Perhaps Fang Yang's movement was too sudden, and she didn't react for a moment. She just turned around and looked at Fang Yang blankly.

The body exudes a cold Yin Qi.

"It is indeed beautiful. In this case, why do you need to cut out a paper man to get married? Wouldn't it be a disgrace to the scenery? Why not let me love you."

Fang Yang looked at the other party with cold eyes, full of amusement, and waved his palm, directly hitting the groom, and instantly killed the poor groom who was cut out of a paper man.

Turn into ashes and burn.

Then, with a flick of his hand, the bride who had just crawled out of the coffin went directly into his arms.

It's still a little cold, but it has a faint fragrance.

And his palm moved down along the opponent's waistline, covering the round curve.

Use a little force.

Then let the other person stick close to you.

The bride was stunned by this sudden move. When she came to her senses, she smiled sweetly, blinked her long eyelashes slightly, and looked at Fang Yang steadily.

"Does the Demon Lord want to marry me and marry me? That would be my honor."

The delicate voice reveals endless tenderness, making people fall into an illusion involuntarily, as if the night is long and the red sleeves are fragrant.

"You really know me."

"Naturally, the Nu family knows him. The Demon Lord has already become a powerful figure in the world, how can there be any reason that he doesn't know him? However... the Demon Lord has not answered me yet, do you want to worship the heaven and the earth?"

As she spoke, the bride waved her sleeves, and a paper figurine flew out from her sleeves. The paper figurine quickly grew and grew in size after it landed on the ground.

Not long after, he turned into the butler again.

The same red face, the same smile, and the same hoarse voice.

It was as if the butler had come to life,
"The night is long and the scenery in my pear garden is just right. Why don't the Demon Lord stay here and get married with me."

"I will definitely serve the Demon Lord well and never let the Demon Lord down."

It's still that soft voice, revealing a touch of sadness, coupled with the deep and gentle eyes, it can almost make people's soul sink into it.

Tick-tick-tick!
The sound of the suona sounded again outside, and the housekeeper spoke again.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The bride broke free from Fang Yang's shackles and pretended to worship heaven and earth with Fang Yang.

But when she bent down, she found that Fang Yang was motionless, just looking at her teasingly.

This made her stunned for a moment, pretending to be resentful.

"Does the Demon Lord look down on the slave family and thinks the slave family is unworthy?"

"Correct!"

Fang Yang smiled, with a faint smile on his face.

"A female spy who emerged from a mountain village wants me to worship heaven and earth with you. Are you worthy?"

"I am not a rag picker. I want everything from cats to dogs."

"you!"

The bride's face turned cold, her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and she stared at Fang Yang.

Before he could make a move, Fang Yang waved his hand, and an even more powerful breath blew, and he instantly pulled the bride into his arms.

Between the eyebrows, lights flickered, and a life lamp burned like the scorching sun. The flames covered Fang Yang's palms, making his originally broad palms even hotter.

And he directly moved his palm towards the bride...

"You don't have to worship heaven and earth, but you still have to enter the bridal chamber. A night of spring dinner is worth a thousand gold. You have been waiting here for me for so long. How can I let you down?"

The hot palms kept moving away, and the flames burned to the bride's body, carrying the power of Fang Yang's life lamp.

The bride kept screaming and her cheeks were red.

Both shy and angry.

With a wave of his hand, countless paper figures suddenly rushed toward Fang Yang like moths to a flame.

Fang Yang didn't even look at it and stepped on the ground.

Seeking benevolence!

Since these paper figures wanted to attract moths to the flame, he would make it happen.

boom!
One kick fell, and the flames surged into the sky.

The bursting flames instantly involved the paper figures. Before the paper figures could react, they were burned to ashes by the flames.

The entire pear orchard also began to burn.

There was a foul smell in the air.

The bride looked at all this, her eyes full of anger, and she felt that the hand holding her became more and more tense, and she became restless.

"Aren't you going to reveal your trump card? If you don't reveal it, I will really punish you on the spot."

Fang Yang was still smiling, and as he spoke, he turned his attention to the middle-aged man and a group of Blood Rain Sect disciples.

"Isn't your master coming too? I'm already a little impatient."

(End of this chapter)