My female apprentices are all unpredictable

In the Empress's chamber, the lights were flickering, and everything was so peaceful.

Fang Yang looked at Hua Lianyue tenderly, his originally deep eyes showing a little bit of affection.

Hua Lianyue was stunned.

A real wedding night?

Master, what does this mean?Do you really want to worship her tonight?

For a moment, she felt that everything in front of her had turned into illusion.

His eyes were full of confusion.

The joy that should have arisen actually failed to come out due to the sluggishness.

After all, in her previous view, she had disobeyed the Master several times and wanted to assassinate him, which was already a treasonous act. The Master was also aware of her emotions.

Under such circumstances, according to the original master, it was a fluke that she was not killed on the spot.

Now, why would he want to have a wedding night with her?
This is somewhat unlikely.

She is just a humble woman whose destiny is destined to collapse. Is it really worth what Master does?

Or should we say that in this competition between her and the senior sister, she won first?
Just as she was in a daze, Fang Yang smiled calmly, flicked his sleeves, and red candles flew out of his sleeves and landed right in the room.

He had prepared these candles in advance to guard against these rebel disciples.

Since all the disciples wanted to compete for him and marry him, he could only take the initiative.

Of course, these candles are just the tip of the iceberg of candles he prepared in advance.

He is not a partial master. What he wants is to have equal access to rain and dew. Who said that the wedding night only comes once?
Isn't this a little too narrow-minded?He was also somewhat sorry for his status as the Demon Lord.

crackle!crackle!
The red candle, which represents great joy, is constantly burning, which is quite festive and charming.

Full of romantic atmosphere, those red halos splashed down from between the candles and fell into the room.

Just like that, the whole room was brightly lit.

A candlelight fell on Hua Lianyue's face, causing Hua Lianyue's pale cheeks to exude a faint halo.

Be shy and timid, the beautiful land is thrilling.

"Don't resist. Follow my guidance. Master will definitely be able to cure you. Moreover, the so-called fate is meant to be broken."

Fang Yang's voice was calm, and those domineering words made Hua Lianyue fall into a trance again. Looking at that handsome face and deep pupils, she felt a little confused for a moment, feeling quite bitter in her heart, and also found it quite funny.

When she returned to school, she still wanted to persuade her senior sister to find her way back and stop being deceived by her master and indulge in the love between her children.

As a result, now, the senior sister has not been persuaded by her. Instead, she has fallen deeper and deeper into the swamp, and will never have a chance to stand up.

As the lights flickered, Hua Lianyue bit her lips, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with pools of spring water, about to pour out.

Seeing Master getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer.

A finger gently touched the center of her eyebrow.

She trembled, and a red thread flew out from between her eyebrows.

This silk thread is the color of peach blossoms.

It represents the spirit of the mortal world and also represents the choice of the mortal world. It is Hua Lianyue's lifelong practice. It was always clear and bright before, but now it has become extremely dim.

And all of this is because her own basic bones are weak, and the world of mortals was taken away by her master, so she became what she is today.

Although Mo Ke helped her heal her injuries just now, he only used the breeze to temporarily suppress the injuries in her body.

The Hongchen Jue has not been repaired and the bones are not intact. It will be very difficult to restore health.

As the pink thread flew out, Hua Lianyue couldn't help but squeak. She was still shy at first, but she soon remembered the previous two experiences.

Due to the incompleteness of the master's technique, the moment the mortal thread first appeared, she and the master fell into chaos at the same time, and then the master began to absorb the mortal energy from her body.

Could it be that this is still the case this time?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. Although the master was full of confidence, there would be problems with the technique after all.

Moreover, this kind of magical skill that combines five skills into one is extremely dangerous to begin with. It has been handed down from the ancient practice world, so it is normal for problems to arise.

Facts have proved that destiny is still destiny and cannot be changed. Master was wrong, and Second Senior Sister was also wrong in calculation.

However, it was worthwhile for her to be able to see the Master again before she died and have the World Honored One personally lay out the wedding flowers and candles for her.

The only regret is that the wedding night was not completed.

Buzz!

The pink silk thread was constantly trembling, and then, a thread slowly floated out of Fang Yang's mind. The two threads were entangled with each other and spiraled continuously.

Hua Lianyue's eyes became darker and darker, more and more confused, as if she would be completely lost in the next moment. Before she was lost, she still kept her eyes open and stared at her master closely.

It seems that he wants to remember his master.

After all, she really knows her body very well. If this time it is like before, the master absorbs the power of the mortal world and absorbs the wisdom of the mortal world.

Then she could be sure that she would never be able to hold on any longer and would most likely die on the spot.

However, just when she was almost desperate, an indifferent word sounded in her ears.

"Don't worry, my teacher said I can save you, and I will definitely be able to save you, and I will never let you suffer any harm."

Hua Lianyue was startled for a moment, as if she was still a little confused. Then, she saw the master's big hands gently moving towards her waist, and he suddenly lifted her up from the bed and pulled her into his arms.

Then, the fingers were like phantoms.

His fingers clicked out again and again, drawing tracks in the air.

Every time he clicked on her acupuncture point.

However, the location of these acupuncture points was difficult to describe, causing her cheeks to instantly turn red, so delicate that they could almost drip with blood. She looked as shy as she wanted, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to get into them.

Shame, really shameful, even though she knew the master was healing her wounds.

But this position really embarrassed her, and the master's methods were still so subtle and weird.

As the fingers fell, her body felt numb, and streams of flames filled the air from her body, making her more and more nervous.

For a moment, he was like a poor little kitten, shivering slightly and not daring to move.

Feel the technique continuously operating on your body.

Looking at his disciple's resentful eyes, Fang Yang felt helpless for a moment and couldn't help but explain.

"Do you think Master is deliberately teasing you? Feel your body carefully. Are you still about to fall into a coma like just now?"

After saying these words, Hua Lianyue woke up and found that her mind was indeed no longer as hazy and confused as before, but became gradually clearer.Looking forward, she found that the pink thread filling her mind had been completely connected to Master's black thread. Moreover, the black thread was emitting a faint light, constantly moving towards her red thread. It conveys a certain cold atmosphere.

As this aura passed through, she felt that her already damaged foundation seemed to be gradually healing.

Although there was only a trace, it was extremely shocking to her. Everything was difficult at the beginning. Her injuries were extremely serious and her foundation was completely broken.

Many forbidden techniques and many secret techniques were of no use at all. Unexpectedly, the master saved her from the desperate situation with just one move.

It seems that her second senior sister is right. Master is indeed an opportunity to change her fate?

For a moment, she was overjoyed, and her peach blossom eyes lit up instantly, as if they were burning with broken stars, extremely bright and brilliant.

It made her seem to break free from the abyss and come to Bai Yujing.

Just when she was overjoyed, she felt her fingers slip in front of her, and then all her moon-white clothes fell down.

The exposed skin, which is as delicate as milk and exudes a faint fragrance, is like a work of art made of white porcelain. The wonderful arcs and beautiful designs are all dazzling.

It seems that the next moment you will be completely immersed in it and unable to extricate yourself.

The candle was still burning, and the light was diffuse and dim.

It turned into a pink mist and enveloped her, making her already perfect body even more beautiful.

But at the same time, I was extremely nervous inside. I bit my lip gently with a pair of white teeth, leaving a little bit of marks. The spring water in my eyes seemed to be rippling out.

"Master."

She called the name again, her voice still trembling, but this time she was obviously more shy than nervous.

"Don't be afraid, your body is too weak. Although this ancient technique can repair your foundation, it does require the soul fusion of you and my master and apprentice, just like before."

"Why, you can force me to have a bridal night with my teacher? Can't my teacher stay with you? Isn't this a bit unfair?"

"no!"

Hua Lianyue hurriedly shook her head, her voice trembling slightly, as if she could already imagine what was going to happen next.

Her peach blossom eyes trembled slightly, her eyelashes were like brushes, slender and beautiful, she closed her eyes.

"Master, please heal my disciple's injuries. I believe in my master."

Her voice was firm, and as soon as she said these words, she felt that she was too ridiculous.

He actually took the initiative to invite his master to heal his wounds.

If these words are spread to Chunqingtang, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public in the future.

"Don't worry, disciple, this injury was caused by the teacher, and the teacher will take responsibility for it."

The candle keeps burning.

Next, both the master and the disciple were immersed in healing, with extremely serious expressions.

However, this magical skill was born out of the ancient Hehuan Sect.

Healing injuries is naturally very special.

Fang Yang's eyes were solemn and he ran the phaseless demonic body with all his strength.

For a moment, he didn't notice that in the cave of his mind, there were two statues bound by red silk threads.

As if he had come alive, he was trembling slightly, dizzy, and three words appeared above his head.

[Watching the battle]

One of the statues is of Ye Qinghong, and the other statue is of Mo Ke in Taoist robes.

Outside the palace!
Ye Qinghong stood on the treetop, with his green hair flying, and the sword on his back trembling slightly, as if he was comforting his master, asking him not to be sad anymore.

Ye Qinghong's eyes were dull and she did not look at Qinghong. She could guess that her Master must be healing his wounds with his fourth junior sister, and the way of healing was also immoral.

Maybe it will be quite absurd and shy, just like when I practiced swordsmanship with her before.

Her eyes were like a cold pool, and her cold eyes were motionless. She looked so proud and so indifferent, as if she didn't care at all what was happening in the empress's palace a few feet away.

But the tightly pursed lips and clenched fists had proven how sour and subtle her heart was at this moment.

After all, this is her master, the master she is determined to win.

"Fourth Junior Sister, Senior Sister owes you this time, so I will let you run away once, but next time, Senior Sister will definitely beat you."

She murmured, her eyes were firm, and she looked so proud. The Liuli Sword Heart began to work, and she was immersed in her practice wholeheartedly, not allowing herself to think wildly.

Results are quick and buzz!
Her mind seemed to tremble.

Then, one picture after another slowly emerged.

It was an antique room, with red candles burning, and slightly dark.

On the cold jade bed in this room, a tall figure was slowly holding a rather fragile-looking woman into his arms, with pity in his eyes.

And these two figures are Master and her fourth junior sister Hua Lianyue.

"Demon?!"

Ye Qinghong was suddenly startled. He felt that this scene was so familiar, and he instantly remembered the scenes that kept emerging between the master and the princess in the Blood Rain Sect.

I felt shy for a while.

At that time, she regarded all of this as an illusion and thought it was her own inner demons, but now, after experiencing so much, she understands that the most respectful person can be humane.

She has completely understood that those are not hallucinations, nor are they the so-called inner demons.

Maybe it was some kind of mysterious technique practiced by her master that started automatically without realizing it. In addition, they had a connection with the technique practiced by their master and came from one body. This allowed her to see what his master was doing. picture.

Click!

Click!

The scene in my mind became clearer and clearer, watching the increasingly beautiful scenes.

Ye Qinghong's glass sword heart was shattered instantly, and even the green shadow sword in his hand began to tremble, and then he fell to the ground weakly.

She clenched her silver teeth and stood on the branch.

Just looking in the direction of Master.

I feel more and more that since I met my master, my glass sword heart has become as fragile as tissue paper.

It made her feel helpless. (End of chapter)