My female apprentices are all unpredictable

inside the palace.

Quiet, dead silence, the atmosphere was stagnant, and there was no sound, as Fang Yang's words just fell.

Hua Lianyue and Ye Qinghong were both stunned on the spot.

There was a look of confusion on his face, and for a while he couldn't believe his ears, and even thought he was hallucinating.

One...double cultivation together?
Did they hear it right?

This matter is quite absurd and ridiculous to begin with. For fear of being leaked, how can we do it together?

I thought that after I took off my clothes for a while, I would ask the sisters to serve the Master together.

Both of them couldn't help but clenched their silver teeth, and their eyes showed waves of shyness at the same time.

"Why, don't you want to? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I promise, my teacher, I will teach you the techniques gently so that your strength will be improved."

Hua Lianyue bit her lip, her earlobes were red, the mortal aura in her body was trembling, and even the mortal Gu seemed to be ready to move.

Mortal Gu absorbs the aura of the mortal world, which represents the seven emotions and six desires of mortals. The stronger this desire, the stronger the aura of the mortal world will naturally be.

Just like now, she can even feel that the energy of the mortal world is about to explode.

Ye Qinghong pursed his lips and his eyes were cold.

There was not the slightest wave in his pupils.

She is also quite stubborn and proud, and naturally she is not willing to accept serving her master with others.

But after all, the person in front of her was the fourth junior sister, and she cared about him the most, even acquiescing to him to compete with her for master.And the most important thing is that the fourth junior sister is still injured. If it is true that the three of them practice together, they can improve their realm and make up for their foundation.

She doesn't want to miss it either.

Finally, she took a deep breath, and with the rippling green hair behind her, she spoke coldly.

"The apprentice is willing."

Hua Lianyue was stunned by this sentence, even a little dazed. She never expected that her extremely proud senior sister would make such a choice.

It seems that the world really loves Master deeply.

So what about her, should she agree?

For a moment, she bit her lip, hesitant, not knowing how to make a decision.

But soon, when she saw the cold jade bed, she instantly remembered the gentle arms just now and the warmth that kept coming like a tide.

Ripple instantly.

So, he bit his shell teeth lightly and spoke.

"Disciple is also willing."

"Yes, it seems that you two still trust me as a teacher. Next, my teacher will let you experience an unprecedented feeling. Savor it carefully and remember it. It will have many benefits for you in the future."

Fang Yang waved his hand, and the strong wind rippled in the room, and instantly swept the two disciples over and gently pulled them into his arms.

One is as soft as willow, the other is as cold as frost.

Hua Lianyue was born in the Chunqing Hall, and practiced the art of mortals. Therefore, she naturally has a sense of charm, but she didn't realize it, and she hated the love between men and women. Under this stubborn contradiction, she revealed An unprecedented charm.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the bed, being held in the arms of her master. The moon-white dress could barely wrap around her buttocks and was pressed under her body, revealing a thrilling arc.

And Ye Qinghong also changed from his usual cold and biting look, although he still pursed his lips and said nothing.

But the clenched palms and the slightly trembling skin were enough to prove how nervous she was deep inside.

Crash.

The breeze swayed, blowing in waves, and soon the clothes on the two of them were taken away, leaving only the dirty clothes.

The faint fragrance rippled in the room, and it soon spread, making people couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

To be honest, Fang Yang has been through the sea of ​​​​flowers and has seen all kinds of beauties.

But at this moment, when the two disciples were kneeling in front of him, looking at him pretending to be calm, he still couldn't control himself.

The blood in his body was boiling, and waves of evil energy kept coming, making his eyes dark, his pupils radiating heat, and even his voice became hoarse.

"Close your eyes and cooperate carefully. There are two exercises here, both of which are extremely delicate movements. Remember, you must use these movements flawlessly and don't be shy, otherwise, the effect will be affected. .”

"……Yes!"

Ye Qinghong and Hua Lianyue nodded.

At the same time, he looked at the album in front of him.

It has to be said that Fang Yang's painting skills are becoming more and more sophisticated now. These paintings are simply lifelike, each one is quite exquisite, and they even depict the appearance of Ye Qinghong and Hua Lianyue who had just taken off their clothes.

Fragrant sweat dripping.

Face like a peach.

Both women couldn't help but feel shocked in their hearts. Although Hua Lianyue had just been healed by her master, it was an experience, but when she saw this painting again, she was still a little shocked and shy.

After all, the actions in this are so bold and ridiculous, and they have changed a lot from before.

It requires perfect cooperation between the two women, and it also requires a variety of skills and postures.

Among them, it actually requires two people to work together...

Then, let Master tap acupuncture points on their bodies, using red thread... (omitted)

Hua Lianyue was shocked, and Ye Qinghong was equally shocked. After all, she had never experienced this scene before, and even though she had practiced swordplay with her master in the hot spring before.

The spring water wets his clothes, but he has never been so shy as today.

After all, she had been devoted to swords all her life, how had she ever seen such a dazzling operation?

Moreover, it was painted by Master himself.

For a moment, she bit her lip slightly. After hesitating for a long time, she finally looked at these picture albums and memorized them firmly.

Afterwards, she slowly lay in her master's arms, and Hua Lianyue did the same.

……

Stargazing!

Seeing the pictures in his mind gradually disappear, even Mo Ke couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling much lighter inside.

This kind of emotion is extremely rare for her. You know, she is a descendant of Tianshuan. She has never been so panicked as now.

But at this moment, after all, I was overwhelmed by these messy, yet extremely bold pictures.

"Calm down, Master is just healing the fourth junior sister, don't think too much."

She murmured softly, with a faint smile on her face, and I walked out of the lake.

His eyes were as calm as before, like a stream, without any ripples, making people feel at ease just by looking at him.

Just as she opened a volume and prepared to study it carefully, the next moment.Buzz!
In his mind, another trembling sound sounded.

Hearing this familiar tremor, Mo Ke was stunned for a moment, and an ominous feeling came to his heart.

Immediately afterwards, a picture appeared again in the mind that had been calm.

This picture is so hazy, so charming, still in the empress's palace, still on the cold jade bed.

Moreover, there is still the tall and indifferent figure of the Master, wearing a black robe and an expressionless face.

what happened?

Could it be that the master has not planned to stop yet and still wants to continue practicing that evil technique with the fourth junior sister?

The master's skills were so eloquent and lasting that even she was a little shocked and didn't know what to say for a while.

However, after all she had experienced these messy things just now, she was more or less prepared and was able to maintain a basic calm.

He stretched out his fingers, and black and white chess pieces appeared alternately on his fingertips, and he was about to lay out these chess pieces.

In his mind, a figure appeared again, cold and sharp. The black hair behind him was bunched up, and the whole person exuded a cold aura.

Who is it if it's not her senior sister?

But at this moment, why is the senior sister also on the cold jade bed?Why did you take off your clothes too?Why are you doing those weird moves with Fourth Junior Sister?

The candles swayed, and under the hazy and dim light, Hua Lianyue and Ye Qinghong bit their lips slightly, silently obeying their master's orders and letting the skills continue to flow in their bodies.

At this moment, by the lake in the back mountain of Star Reaching Observation, Mo Ke was completely confused. He stared blankly at this scene with a look of confusion on his face. For a time, he couldn't believe his eyes and even thought he was hallucinating.

Master, senior sister, and fourth junior sister.

What on earth are you doing?
There are dual cultivations in the world, is it possible that there are still three cultivations that cannot be accomplished?

But the problem is senior sister, how could the fourth junior sister agree to such a ridiculous proposal?

It’s really hard to understand and unbelievable.

In the mist, the three of them were still practicing in the Empress's palace. As their movements became more and more bold, Mo Ke could no longer watch them.

The chess pieces between his fingers exuded a dim light, and finally, clattering, he stepped into the lake again, letting the water submerge him, and completely restored tranquility.

While the mist was rippling, Mo Ke's expression was particularly complicated, and her face was full of bitterness. She realized that she was wrong, very wrong.

Before, she had been worried that several junior sisters would become jealous because of the master, and eventually the relationship between the junior sisters would break down, but now she realized that she still underestimated the charm of the master.

In such a tense atmosphere, Master was able to persuade the equally proud Senior Sister and Fourth Junior Sister to serve together. What kind of ability is this?

If it weren't for the fact that once the master is deduced, the hexagrams will become extremely messy, Mo Ke even feels that he can deduce the scene of several sisters practicing with the master.

That's really, really ridiculous.

……

In Kyoto, the storm is about to come.

Perhaps because of the arrival of autumn, there is a much more solemn atmosphere in Kyoto.

At this moment, in the Mansion of the Minister of Rites.

The red candles flickered, and the bursts of bloody smell were so pungent.

Tick!Tick!
There was blood flowing down the rocks, dripping on the ground, and then flowing along the blue bricks like a stream.

Corpses were everywhere. The mansion of the Minister of Rites was originally extremely luxurious, but at this moment, it was already occupied by corpses.

Those corpses were scattered everywhere, and each one was extremely shriveled, as if they had turned into dry corpses and been completely sucked dry.

This place has turned into a dead place, a restricted area of ​​life. All life will wither and pass away here.

Everything seemed so desolate.

At this time, the shadows swayed, and several men in black robes walked out from the back mountain, their faces expressionless, and their bodies exuded waves of evil aura.

These evil spirits were so strong that they were almost overwhelming, covering the entire mansion.

Creepy, chills down the spine.

They walked past corpses one after another. Every time they passed a corpse, they would exhale a strange aura and envelope these corpses.

Then, the already shriveled corpse gradually became plump as if it had been blown away.

It exudes a faint luster, as if it has revived again.

Finally, wow!

In this dark and strange atmosphere, all the corpses opened their eyes at the same time, their eyes empty and dazed.Tears of blood also flowed from his eyes.

And the tiny scars on their bodies began to recover.

By the end, all the corpses were standing up with expressionless faces, as if they were walking corpses, following behind these black-robed men, walking silently.

rustle.

rustle.

Their footsteps were so slight, yet so creepy. They stepped on the leaves, crushing them to pieces and making a clicking sound.

The blood was dripping, and their bodies were covered with blood stains, walking slowly in this dim and hazy blood mist.

From time to time there were whimpering sounds beside him, like ghosts crying.

Not long after, they came to the center of the courtyard, which was a rockery. There was a pavilion on the rockery, the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

A man is sitting in the pavilion, wearing a white robe, looking into the distance silently.

His figure was skinny, his hair was as dull as a weed, and his skin was like the bark of a tree, carved with traces of time.

Especially those cloudy eyes, covered with bloodshot eyes, looked increasingly bleak.

"Lord, everyone has been slaughtered and everything has been tidied up."

The man in black robe knelt on one knee in front of the man, not even daring to raise his head, and was full of awe towards the man.

The walking corpses behind him who had been revived repeatedly were also trembling, walking on thin ice, as if they had encountered the most terrifying thing, and were constantly shivering.

Finally, under their awed gazes, the man turned around and waved his hand.

Crash, the mist rippled, and the blood-colored mist in the courtyard became thicker and thicker.

Constantly twisting and changing, it began to gradually condense, and finally turned into a bloody bead.

The beads were crystal clear, and the entire body was condensed from blood essence, and these blood essences were condensed from the two to three hundred corpses in the entire mansion.

It was so coquettish and weird. The moment he saw this blood bead, the man's dim eyes suddenly brightened up, and his face showed a rare hint of greed.

With one move, the blood beads naturally floated to his palm, which was also trembling slightly, as if he was a little scared.

"Yes, it deserves to be the capital of the Tang Dynasty, and it deserves to be the Minister of Rites. Even this essence and blood is stained with a bit of luck. It ranks among the top among the blood beads I have encountered in these years, but after all, it is only more than ten years old. That mountain village before." (End of chapter)