My female apprentices are all unpredictable

In Chang'an, the mist and rain are hazy, and pedestrians are everywhere.

In the White Jade Tower, Fang Yang had completely left. From the beginning to the end, he never gave Zhao Cheng and others an explanation. His expression was so calm and natural.

After he left, the White Jade Tower was in a mess. The young masters were gnashing their teeth, their faces were pale, and there was a bit of blood on the corners of their mouths, and each one looked more ferocious than the last.

Contempt, naked contempt!

Just now, everyone could detect the devil's contempt for them.

It was like looking at ants, all their plans seemed so insignificant in front of each other.

It’s simply not worth mentioning!

Just like just now, even if they took out all their trump cards, they were still easily killed by the opponent without even giving a decent reason.

"Mr. Zhao, what should we do next?"

"We can't just let it go. We must make this devil pay the price no matter what, otherwise this devil will become more and more rampant. When the catastrophe comes, our righteous path may not even be able to get any benefits."

"That's right, although the majority of people in the Tang Kingdom are mortals, the Empress cannot be ignored. We can't just watch the Empress and the devil get together."

"..."

Everyone was coughing and vomiting blood, which proved how angry and worried they were deep in their hearts.

Zhao Cheng also gritted his teeth and moved his fingers forward again. The blood-red light on his fingertips looked more and more alluring and weird, which made him more and more certain.

The restriction that he had placed on Chu Lian'er before had not been resolved by the devil, and the devil probably didn't know anything about it until now.

After all, this kind of restriction is the top secret of Tianjian Sect, and it is taken from the death forbidden area.

No matter how powerful the devil is, he probably doesn't have much knowledge in restraint, so it's impossible to detect it anyway.

It might just be an accident. After all, people in the devil's path have quite weird temperaments.

And this devil has always been domineering and arrogant to the extreme. It is extremely normal to behave like this.

Yes, that’s it!

Zhao Cheng took a deep breath, and the medicine in his Dantian had completely dissolved. Waves of warmth flowed through his body, blending into his blood, and his expression gradually returned to normal.

His eyes became colder and colder, revealing a murderous intent.

"What should we do? Of course we went according to plan."

"If God wants to destroy him, he must first make him crazy. Does this devil really think he is in love with him? He is simply wishful thinking!"

"Don't worry, everything is within my plan. He will definitely die no matter what. Let him be rampant for a while."

With that said, he snorted coldly and led everyone away from the White Jade Tower. Before leaving, he glanced at Chu Lian'er lightly, with a bit of a sneer in his eyes, as if he was confident of winning.

After everyone left, Chu Lian'er returned to the house, Zheng Zhengdi sat in front of the pipa, and the maid beside her said worriedly.

"Miss, are you really in love with the Blood Rain Demon Lord? Mr. Zhao is the young master of the Tianjian Sect. The Tianjian Sect is very powerful. If you really take action against the young lady, the young lady will definitely die."

"it does not matter."

Chu Lian'er smiled, like a little flower blooming on the ice field, looking so pure, so stubborn and beautiful.

"Miss, do you still want to rely on the Blood Rain Demon Lord? The Demon Lord is indeed very strong, but such a big shot is too cold-hearted. He will not take people like us seriously at all, let alone do it for You have offended the Tianjian Sect. Miss, please turn to the case."

The maid's eyes were full of worry and she was trying to persuade her. Her eyes were full of distress for her young lady.

Chu Lian'er stood up slowly, rubbed the hair of the maid who had been following her since childhood, and said.

"I know, but it doesn't matter. I did all this willingly. No matter what, I will never regret it. Because Demon Lord is the first person to stand up for me."

……

Outside the Baiyu Tower!

The drizzle was hazy and everything was so peaceful.

Fang Yang was walking on the long street, wearing a black robe and looking deeply, with a faint smile on his lips.

The attack just now was so ordinary to him that it didn't even enter the depths of his heart. He didn't care at all. As he said before, it was almost like stepping on an ant to death.

Just now, he naturally didn't want to go shopping with the empress, but he clearly noticed that something seemed to resonate with the Blood Rain Sect technique in his body.

That thing was extremely vicious and dirty, and it made him just want to crush the other person directly, so he made an excuse and got off the plane.

Of course, this is not the main reason.

What made him choose to go to Baiyu Tower was his encounter with Guan Qinghan.

Earlier, he had noticed something was wrong. He always felt that there seemed to be some discrepancies in the devil's diary. When the devil's saint got along with him, although she tried her best to hide it, he could clearly feel it.

All the other party's behaviors were quite green and immature, as if it was the first time he was so close to a man.

So, he put a mark on Guan Qinghan's body, which belonged to Xuan Tiance and could always follow him.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Guan Qinghan's true identity to be learned.

The young master of the Yanqi Sect, a goddess-level existence in the world of cultivation, the appearance of the saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect is already very beautiful, but Guan Qinghan's appearance is even more breathtakingly beautiful, with a feeling of being otherworldly.

His Taoist heart was extraordinarily firm and tenacious, and he was truly amazing and talented, which he admired a lot.

After Guan Qinghan left, he felt a little regretful in his heart, but after all, he didn't search for it deliberately, he just wanted to give the other party some time to calm down.

Of course, he also wanted to resolve many things in Kyoto. After all, the storm was about to come, and the atmosphere in Kyoto was so depressing and stagnant. It was obvious that something big was going to happen, and he didn't want to The other party was involved.

After these things are resolved, he will naturally go to Yanqi Sect and snatch Guan Qinghan back even if it means robbing him.

But he never expected that he would meet the other party so quickly, and it was still on Chang'an Street, when Guan Qinghan was a little jealous.

The drizzle was swaying, and I thought of the other person who was obviously very nervous, but pretended to be cool and passed by me.

Fang Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face, feeling that the other party was becoming more and more interesting.

She obviously likes her very much, but she still says what she means.

Thinking of more and more stunning women getting involved with him, Fang Yang couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

"Isn't this kind of behavior a bit too scumbag? But there is no way, everyone wants to follow beautiful things. Moreover, a demon king of the demon path only needs to obey his heart and protect all the people he loves."

Fang Yang's voice was light and he murmured softly, and soon stepped into the wind and rain.

These days, he could clearly feel that his identity with the Demon Lord was getting closer and closer.

It seems that it has become one with this world.

Becoming more and more indifferent and cruel.

He couldn't even tell whether this character was inherent in him or was brought about by the environment.

But it doesn't matter anyway, because he doesn't care and will never regret it.

Thinking of this, the smile on Fang Yang's lips grew stronger and he randomly drew a prize.

Now there are many statues in the cave of his mind. Each of these statues is lifelike, with red silk threads tied around their bodies, kneeling in front of him.

Moreover, the postures were all graceful, and the rope tying method was also very particular. He could even feel that there seemed to be an intense party in this cave of his mind. As there are more and more statues, and his favorability continues to increase, his marriage points will naturally reach a terrifying value, and he can draw them at will.

[Ding dong! ]

[Ding dong! ]

The sounds of lottery draws are endless and ringing continuously.

Some hit, some missed, and most were stolen by rats.

But he didn't care at all and just jerked hard.

What kind of Ou Huang, with his dirty hands, is completely worthless in front of the absolute numbers.

It didn't take long before he had a bunch of treasures in his hands. Of course, most of them were garbage, but there were also some interesting things.

such as……

"Quenching Essence"

It can transform the energy of heaven and earth into its own essence. After swallowing, it can greatly improve the cultivation level.

it works!

Another example is "Dragon Training".

It can make the One-horned Dragon King become more and more powerful, even to an incredible level.

Well, it works just as well!

Fang Yang turned around a lot and found that the exercises he had been given by the golden finger were becoming more and more cruel and completely unreasonable. He was even more certain that he had been led astray by the golden finger.

Yes, that's it.

Until finally, a skill book suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Dream Method"

When one is stronger than the person being cast, one can forcefully enter the other person's dream and communicate with the other person's subconscious.

"Dream communication, could it be dream intercourse?"

Fang Yang murmured softly, opened the technique and looked at it. He found that the technique was not too difficult, and he immediately became interested.

"The Empress has always been cold and cold, making it difficult for people to see through her true thoughts. However, after a while, you can enter the Empress's dream and see her true thoughts."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he made up his mind immediately and walked away.

……

Swish!

The bleak autumn rain seemed so cold on Chang'an Street.

And in this hazy and chilling autumn rain, a sword stained with rain instantly pierced the rain curtain.

The rain was pouring, the sword energy was cold and cold, and it pierced a person's throat in an instant.

This person was hiding in the shadows, covered in darkness, almost blending into the shadows. Coupled with the cover of the rain screen, it was difficult for ordinary people to detect him.

But this sword locked onto the opponent accurately without any hesitation.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

The blood was constantly flowing, blending with the rain, and just seeping into the gaps, rushing back and forth in the gaps. It didn't take long for the rain to turn red, looking more and more charming and weird.

"Why... why?"

The black shadow murmured and looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief. He was dressed in a green robe and bundled with green silk, swaying wantonly in the mist and rain.

The profile of his face was so cold.

He stared at the other party, just wanting to find an answer. He wanted to know how the other party noticed him and how he assassinated him wantonly in the rain. He didn't even notice the other party.

However, all this is destined to have no answer.

Ye Qinghong was always so indifferent, and didn't even look at him. Naturally, he wouldn't answer his questions, and just let him hit the ground with a bang.

His body became one with the rain, letting it drown him.

"One."

Ye Qinghong held the sword and pressed his lips tightly together, and his cold pupils seemed to turn into a cold pool.

His body was filled with murderous intent.

This murderous intention is so strong and surging that it almost mixes with the autumn rain.

Every raindrop carries sword energy and murderous intent, making people's hair stand on end and sending chills down their spines.

Ye Qinghong is a swordsman, quite pure, rarely condensing murderous intent, let alone the current mixture of murderous intent and anger, which is almost impossible to conceal.

The killing begins!

The drizzle seems to have become much more intense and much colder.

Ye Qinghong shuttled freely in the drizzle. No one could see her figure, and no one could see clearly when she drew her sword.

All I know is that this sword energy is extremely cold!

Every time he paused, a shadow fell into the rain and died on the spot.

"two!"

Ye Qinghong murmured again, the tip of the sword was stained with blood, letting the blood drip continuously, and even dyed her cyan robe red, leaving a little stain on the robe.

If it were normal, according to her obsessive-compulsive disorder, she would definitely be upset and clean this stain, but at this moment, she seems not to care at all, just killing wantonly, as if she is venting a little bit of resentment and anger in her heart .

shhhhhh!

The sword energy kept shuttling and cutting.

And those shadows groaned one by one and fell miserably to the ground. Before long, the alley was covered with corpses. When each corpse fell, they looked unbelievable and horrified. Difficult.

Shocking Sword!

Swordsman Ye Qinghong's sword skills are so exquisite that once used, he seems to be able to kill even gods.

Before, Ye Qinghong was able to sit firmly in the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking, but during this period of time, following Fang Yang's guidance, she fell into the world of mortals.

His control over the sword art became more and more powerful.

Recently, there has even been a faint intention to aspire to be number one on the Heavenly Ranking.

It's just that her temperament has always been cold and she doesn't care about these things at all, so she didn't update the list.

Shocking Sword!

You must first enter the world before you can be born!

She had completely entered the world before, but if she wanted to be born, she would have to have a little more murderous intention in her heart, the murderous intention to kill all over the world.

In the past, Ye Qinghong was always so indifferent, so cold, and it seemed that no matter what happened, she would not cause a trace of ripples. But now, she finally had public anger, and the Jingshen Sword also showed her true strength.

In the heavy rain, her back looked so lonely, even though she was already number one in the sky.

"Master, I seem to be unable to bear it any longer."

She murmured softly. (End of chapter)