My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 27
"Mozun, you are really handsome..."

The woman bit her vermilion lips lightly, staring at that figure bewilderedly.

Although the devil is cruel and tyrannical, he has to admit that the other party's appearance is first-class handsome.

If Tang had a romantic list corresponding to the rouge list, the devil might easily occupy the top spot.

Especially this scene now, I am afraid that it will be engraved deep in her heart for the rest of her life, and it will be unforgettable.

Thinking of this, she wanted to go to the back mountain to take a bath again...

Just when she didn't know what to do, she suddenly remembered the little thing she asked for from Chunqingtang.

With a flick of the sleeve, a jade slip appeared in Xianxianyu's hand.

Mozun...

Fascinating indeed.

It's a pity that those outsiders rarely know that the cruelty of the Demon Lord is beyond the imagination of many people.

Among those stunning women captured by the Mozun, except for Princess Zhennan, none of them could get out of the Mozun Pavilion!
If not, she would have taken the initiative to seduce the Demon Lord, instead of dodging when she could as before.

While she was thinking a lot,

"Look, who is that here?"

"It's so beautiful! This should be the No. [-] Princess Zhennan on the rouge list, right?"

"The pearl is round and jade-like, and she is as graceful as a frightened bird. No wonder the demon king didn't kill her and kept her in Wutong courtyard."

"I heard that during this period of time, Mozong stayed overnight in Wutong Courtyard every night. The next day, the princess will go to the Houshan Hot Spring to take a bath."

"A hero is saddened by a beauty pass, and the devil is no exception."

"I heard that the princess has a snow-white lion cat. The lion cat is a female. During this time, she often goes to the back mountain to bathe. You say..."

"..."

Everyone chattered and looked behind.

I saw a dignified and virtuous woman in a gorgeous long dress walking up the stairs.

Ice skin and jade skin, creamy like crisp.

Ban Ji's posture of continuing history, Xie Ting's posture of singing snow.

She held the snow-white lion cat in her arms, and her steps were a little slow.

A gust of wind blows, and the clothes flutter.

Shockingly beautiful.

She is the Princess Zhennan who is number one on the rouge list in the Tang Dynasty.

The princess bit her lip and walked upwards with difficulty.

While walking, he criticized the cruelty of the devil.

If it wasn't for the devil, how could she be in such a mess now?

"It makes you so fierce? Makes you snatch beautiful women? What makes you call yourself the number one devil in the world? Makes you come here every night... Bah! Torture me?!"

"You deserve what you have fallen to today."

"There is a blood feud between you and me."

"Just wait, sooner or later, I will stab this emerald hairpin into your neck to avenge you."

"Let you torture me, let you bully me..."

She gritted her silver teeth tightly, her hatred was hard to get rid of, and she quickly walked out of the crowd and walked to the pavilion of Mozun.

I saw the magnificent Mozun Pavilion, and I also saw Fang Yang standing above the Mozun Pavilion, with black hair dancing wildly and blood on the corner of his mouth.

For a moment, he was stunned in place, watched silently for a long time, and murmured.

"Sooner or later, I will kill you."

"so……"

"Are you alive to that day?"

……

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere under Mozun Your Excellency became more and more oppressive.

But at this moment, Huang Fuling, the woman next to her husband, couldn't care less about examining the devil.

Instead, he cast his eyes on Princess Zhennan, looking at her pale and flushed cheeks.

Look at that weird stance.

How can you not know what happened to the other party these days?
Thinking of Mozun going to Wutong Courtyard every night, he doted on the Zhennan Princess.

But she can only rely on the gadgets of Chunqingtang, so she can't help being jealous.

"Hmph, you pretentious bitch!"

She gritted her teeth, and at this time, Princess Zhennan also looked over, and even happened to see Huang Fuling, who was in front of her with an enchanting figure and a face full of love.

Inexplicably, I felt a little uncomfortable, as if I saw my biggest enemy.

"Hmph, you flirtatious fox!"

The two made accurate evaluations of each other, but their faces were filled with kind smiles.

As soon as he turned around, his eyes were cold.

And this time...

call out!
In the distance, a sword light passed by!
It seems that the autumn wind is blowing slowly!

In an instant, a woman in a blue dress with a high ponytail and a long sword descended from the sky.

His expression was cold, and his pupils were as clean and clear as a mirror.

Plus that faint murderous intent!
As soon as he arrived, everyone shut up,
Silent as a cicada.

There is no way, this woman is none other than Ye Qinghong, the Shocking God Sword.

The third place in the Tang Kingdom Tianbang.

A master of the Grand Master realm.

Under the sword of Qingying, there were countless casualties.

Who dares to be presumptuous in front of her?

After Ye Qinghong arrived, he chose a quiet area, reclusive and independent.

Didn't stay long.

She frowned slightly, as if she felt that something was wrong.

Soon he walked away from the brown rock and chose a blue rock.

Only then did he nod in satisfaction.

Then, he looked around, scanned the crowd, and fixed his eyes on Huang Fuling, Princess Zhennan.

The three girls looked at each other and nodded.

But for some reason, Princess Zhennan felt that the other party looked at her very strangely.

There is shyness, anger, and shame...

Even that cold gaze has some ripples.

It was as if I was looking at those brochures of Humeizi.

But the problem is, I'm not one of those foxes.

She shook her head, thinking that all this was her own illusion, so she didn't think about it any more.

……

At this time, on the Mozun Pavilion.

Fang Yang was still coughing, and the corners of his mouth were bloody unconsciously.In desperation, he could only take out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wipe the blood.

As a result, after wiping it twice, I smelled a faint fragrance, so I took a closer look.

The handkerchief looks a little strange.

It was the obscene clothes on Wang Hao's bed that he used as a handkerchief and unintentionally tucked into his sleeves.

Quickly put this thing away, took out another clean white handkerchief, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He smiled and looked down, looking very weak.

"When the bell starts for the common people, all believers will arrive."

"It's just that you are here to protect me, or are you here to kill me?"

He murmured, and his voice spread in all directions under the agitation of the gang wind.

And his weak posture soon fell into the eyes of the demon cult members.

Let those rudder masters, hall masters, with flickering eyes, hold the weapons in their hands tightly.

They are all a little bit around the corner.

"I, Blood Rain Demon Lord, have been in the world for more than ten years and have killed countless people. I never thought that I would end up like this today."

"Forget it, anyone who wants to kill me will stand up, and I want to see how I am betrayed. Ahem..."

Fang Yang coughed, his body was weak, and he showed all his power, and there was a gust of wind.

It just exposed the strength of his third-rank master.

At first glance, he was insane, and fell to such a state.

"The devil is seriously injured, kill him!"

"The treasures of Mozun Pavilion contain the treasures of the world, and those treasures can be obtained by killing him."

"My mother-in-law originally chords with me, but since she met this devil, she began to despise me for being ugly and insisted on reconciling with me."

"That's right, my aunt is leaving me too!"

"..."

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and the more they talked, the more aggrieved they became, and many people began to gather at Mozun Pavilion.

There are second-rank masters, first-rank masters, and grand masters, Ke Qing who are in the realm of great masters...

They all stood up silently and surrounded the entire Mozun Building.

Killing intent is passionate!
In front of the Mozun building, the wind is rippling!
(End of this chapter)