My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 229 Mo Ke: Happy wedding to senior sister!

Whoa!
The autumn wind is biting and blowing against the window screen.

Even the candles in the room began to flicker, flickering and dimming.

At this moment, the atmosphere is so solemn.

Under the light, Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Ke, who also looked at his master calmly.

There are no waves.

Guan Qinghan hid under the quilt. He was still a little nervous at first, but at this moment, after hearing these words, he was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion on his face. He was not sure what the master and disciple were talking about.

Is he the original master?
Who else could it be if he wasn't the original master?
Is it necessary to seize the body?But this statement only came from the ancient practice period.

Moreover, there are only a few records, which is quite ridiculous. Not many people believe it and regard it as a legend.

and so……

It is absolutely impossible to seize the body!
Perhaps, this is the secret code of this couple, who are saying some shameless words.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was so, and the more she thought about it, the more likely it was. She clenched her teeth for a moment, and the resentment in her heart became stronger.

Fang Yang naturally ignored Guan Qinghan's inner thoughts and just focused on Mo Ke.

"Disciple, what do you mean by this? Are you doubting me?"

"No, I never meant this. I'm just a little curious. Master's personality is so different from the past that I have to doubt it."

Mo Ke was wearing a Taoist robe, his eyes were as clear as water, and he always looked open-minded.

The same was true for Fang Yang, without any panic on his face.

If it was at the beginning of his time-travelling that he had time-traveled into the body of the Demon Lord and his second disciple asked him this, he would naturally be panicked.

But now, he has reached the realm of Sanye Dharmakaya, and with the blessings of Xuantian Ce, Yun Shen Jue, and many trump cards, he doesn't have to care about these at all.

"Since it is Nirvana and rebirth, it is natural to be reborn. However, I am yours alone, and the master will always be your master. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!"

Mo Ke nodded respectfully and saluted Fang Yang.

"Is there anything else? If nothing happens, please retreat. I am a little tired."

Fang Yang waved his hand indifferently.

Mo Ke raised his head, with a hairpin on his head, and said frankly under the moonlight.

"Disciple, thank you Master for clarifying my doubts. The moon is as bright as water tonight. Master has been reborn in Nirvana, so this is the first time I have seen Master. In this case, let me play a flute song for Master."

As she spoke, she picked up the jade flute.

He sat in front of the chessboard and started playing coolly.

The melodious song is almost integrated with the night, like the bright moon over the green mountains, free and unrestrained.

It makes people feel like they are swimming on the lake.

While pitching, the heaven and earth were at ease in my heart, and my heart became much calmer.

There is no ambiguity in this Xiao song, nor the fireworks of a brothel girl, but only the magnanimity and naturalness.

It seemed as if it itself came from this world, but was intercepted by Mo Ke and released again.

After a long time, the song ended, and Mo Ke picked up the lantern and relit the extinguished lantern.

Then, strode away.

It’s cool when you come and it’s cool when you leave.

I went out late at night just to play Xiao for my master.

There is no moon on any night, no bamboo or cypress anywhere, but there are few idle people like the two of us.

As Mo Ke left, Fang Yang also opened his eyes after a long time and recalled the words and deeds of his two apprentices just now.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Then, as if he thought of something, he flashed and arrived right in front of the chessboard.

The chessboard belongs to the empress, and she occasionally plays a game with the imperial master in this boudoir.

There are chess pieces on the chessboard.

The two chess pieces, black and white, are distinct, yet entangled with each other.

Among them, Black seems to have been trapped in a desperate situation, and the dragon is about to be cut off.

But with the fall of one son, the whole situation changed. The dragon that had been in desperate situation was reborn from nirvana, and there were signs of a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss.

In case of wind and rain, it will turn into a dragon!

only……

Is this black dragon the same as before?
"interesting."

Fang Yang murmured, recalling what the second apprentice told him when they first met, that he would never murder or deceive his master throughout his life.

"So, is this game a hint?"

As he waved his hand, the strong wind rippled, violently disrupting the chess game. He felt more and more that his second apprentice was a bit unclear.

But I have to say that I came late at night and asked him frankly about this master, and then played Xiao music.

He really admired such an upright and natural style, and he was looking forward to this trip to Kyoto even more.

Whoa!

While Fang Yang was deep in thought, Guan Qinghan flew out of the quilt as he was rolled by the waves.

Perhaps the movement was a little too big and involved a little, which made her frown slightly, and there was a bit of pain in her snow-white eyes.

But she still endured it, pretending to be indifferent, looking cold as ice, and looked back lightly.

"Remember, it is you who are blessed by me tonight, not me who is blessed by you. This is your reward and compensation for you."

call out!
With a flick of her finger, a porcelain bottle flew into Fang Yang's hand, and then she walked out indifferently.

The figure is indifferent and the breath is free and unrestrained.

Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, and try to keep yourself proud.

But the action just now was really too intense, making her look limping.

Really embarrassing.

"..."

Fang Yang held the porcelain bottle and looked at Guan Qinghan's back, becoming more and more confused as to what the saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect was thinking.

He took the initiative to come to his door, served him well, and even gave him elixirs before leaving.

But it just feels like making a fortune.

I don't understand, I really don't understand!

but……

I have to say that tonight, Guan Qinghan's domineering and clumsy appearance really broke into the depths of his heart, leaving a silent mark.

Is it...

Is this also part of the other party's calculation?

He thought for a moment, smiled dumbly, and his mind automatically swept around, trying to search for anything strange.

In fact, this function was only acquired after he lit the life lamp after his breakthrough.

Gui has a soul lamp, and people have a life lamp!
Li Gui's soul lantern is quite strange, and all his methods are contained in the soul lantern.

Although he had just lit the life lamp and did not have a deep understanding of the life lamp, he could still feel that his life lamp was quite extraordinary and had many miraculous effects.

The moonlight was like water, and the entire empress' manor was within the coverage of his spiritual thoughts. Not even an ant could escape.

Therefore, he easily noticed that the princess seemed to be pricking the villain, looking resentful and muttering while pricking, while the little maid was mending clothes, with a little baby fat on her face, All smiles of satisfaction.

The moonlight is bright and the maple leaves are fiery red.

The distant mountains are like black daisy, and the jade lake is rolling.

Everything was like a painting, so calm and natural, and Fang Yang's heart became much calmer. He was about to calm down, but the next moment he frowned slightly and looked outside the courtyard.There is a jujube tree outside the yard. Now with the arrival of autumn, the leaves have long withered.

On the tree, a woman with a high ponytail and a green robe held a sword in her arms and stared silently.

From time to time, I would take out a dry pancake and take a few bites.

Then, he put away the cooking cakes again, his eyes were deep and cold, like a cold pool without any ripples, it was his great disciple Ye Qinghong.

Obviously, Ye Qinghong was guarding him and standing guard for him. Even though he was already very powerful, his disciple remained like this and never left.

For a moment, Fang Yang was silent, looking at the bright moonlight and the girl holding the sword under the moonlight.

With a cold side face and black hair hanging down by her ears, she was leaning in the moonlight, seeming to merge with the moonlight.

It's so graceful and beautiful.

In this way, Fang Yang looked at Ye Qinghong for a long time and then looked away.He knew very well that even if he tried to persuade him at this time, it would be of no use.

Ye Qinghong is a very stubborn person, just like the Qingying Sword in her hand. Once she makes a decision, she will never look back.

How could such a young girl not attract his affection?

Thinking of this, he cast his gaze into the deep night and felt that the night was so cold, and in the night, under the capital city.

There seemed to be many ghosts crawling in the darkness, holding lanterns in their hands, looking viciously at this place, wishing to swallow everything.

The capital city is very big, and it is the place where the Tang Dynasty's dragon energy gathers, which is the dragon vein, but because of this, it has attracted the covetousness of many dirty things.

For a moment, he remembered the first question that Mo Ke had just asked, whether he would take action to save the common people as the world changed drastically and the situation changed.

At that time, he answered as he wished.

And now, he has made a decision. No matter what happens to this world, if anyone dares to put his mind on the people he cares about.

He will be killed without mercy!

Let the other party die without a burial place.

……

Outside the courtyard!
The moonlight was still swaying, and even a lantern seemed to be getting brighter.

Mo Ke held a lantern and his Taoist robe fluttered.

The moonlight filled the courtyard, and the sparse shadows crisscrossed the courtyard, creating ripples like a lake.

She just walked to the jujube tree, raised her head, looked at the girl holding the sword on the tree, and smiled.

"Is Senior Sister protecting Master?"

Ye Qinghong lowered his head, looked at the second junior sister in Taoist robes, and said in denial.

"I'm not protecting my master, I'm protecting my husband."

"..."

Mo Ke smiled elegantly, his toes touched the ground lightly, and while the Taoist robe was flying, it also flew to the tree.

Under the bright moon, there are two more girls.

She just accompanied her senior sister, standing side by side with her, looking at the courtyard and the distance.

"Master has changed, and Senior Sister seems to have changed too. Junior Sister was always worried that Senior Sister cared too much about others and never considered herself. Now that Senior Sister is like this, it's really good."

Ye Qinghong turned his head and seemed a little confused.

"Is it fine?"

"Yes."

Mo Ke nodded.

"In the past, senior sister was obsessed with swords all her life and never cared about them. Junior sister is not saying that swords are not good, but there are still many things worth liking in this world. At least, senior sister has never been as happy as she is now..."

The indifferent words almost blended into the night. Mo Ke was talking and Ye Qinghong was listening.

The two senior sisters reunited after a long absence. They had a heart-to-heart talk under the moonlight, which made Ye Qinghong's expressionless face add a bit of smile.

Then, she seemed to have thought of something, her face straightened, and she suddenly stretched out her palm.

"Congratulations."

"What gift?"

Mo Ke was stunned for a moment.

"A congratulatory gift for my master and me on our wedding."

Ye Qinghong's face was serious and his voice was as cold as pearls, which made Mo Ke laugh dumbly.

"It seems that Junior Sister just said something wrong. It seems that Senior Sister's changes are not all good."

Ye Qinghong put away his palms and held his sword. His ponytail swayed behind him, and the corners of his mouth outlined an almost invisible arc.

Whether it's asking the junior sister to call her master's wife, or asking the junior sister to give out gifts, it's just a joke.

Who allowed me, a junior sister, to go to Master's room in the middle of the night and secretly have a tryst with Master?

As a senior sister, she is generous-minded, but she has to tease her a little, otherwise her mood will be difficult to control, and she even seems to lose the taste of cooking cakes.

Ye Qinghong's playful smile was very hidden, but it could not escape Mo Ke's eyes. With her intelligence, she could easily guess what her senior sister was thinking.

But also broken.

Instead, he continued to admire the moonlight with Ye Qinghong.

Both of them have plain personalities and don't like to talk much. They mostly enjoy the peaceful atmosphere.

After a long time, Mo Ke held the lantern, slowly exhaled a breath of cold air, and sighed.

"Senior sister has been guarding Master and observing the courtyard just now. You should have seen it."

"..."

Ye Qinghong looked startled, remembering the snow-like silhouette that flew out of the master's room.

His eyes dimmed a bit, and he hugged the sword tighter in his arms, but he nodded after all.

"Senior sister has a glass sword heart and is naturally smart. She should think about many things very clearly. Although the master has been reborn, he has indeed changed, but only in terms of emotions, there is something..."

"Charity?!"

Mo Ke thought for a long time before spitting out a word that seemed to be able to describe it accurately.

"So, I hope that Senior Sister can think twice. This road is destined to be difficult, and it may not lead to any results."

"..."

Now, it was Ye Qinghong's turn to be silent, raising her head and looking at the bright moon in the sky, the moonlight shining in her eyes.

The girl's profile was as sharp and stubborn as a sword, but also as beautiful as the night.

"I know. Master once gave me a story book. I have also said that a swordsman will not regret holding a sword. If this road is not difficult, what is the fun?"

"What's more, my liking Master is my own business, what does it have to do with Master?"

A word of stubbornness and coldness fits Ye Qinghong's character very well.

Mo Ke looked deeply at his senior sister, feeling the firmness in Ye Qinghong's heart, and smiled brightly.

"As expected of my senior sister, she is indeed amazing."

As she spoke, she took out a red persimmon from the sleeve of her Taoist robe. It was crystal clear, plump and juicy.

Under Ye Qinghong's doubtful gaze, he placed it in the palm of the other party's hand.

"This is?"

Ye Qinghong asked curiously.

"The land at Star Reaching Observatory is fertile, so Junior Sister cultivated a vegetable garden and planted many vegetables. This persimmon is the best one in the vegetable garden. Junior Sister specially picked it as a wedding gift for Senior Sister."

"Happy wedding, senior sister!"

Under the moonlight, Mo Ke smiled generously, but his smile was a little more playful.

(End of this chapter)