My female apprentices are all unpredictable

The rain was still falling. Ye Qinghong stood in the hazy drizzle, looking quietly in the direction of the White Jade Tower, holding the sword tightly, with a bit of confusion in his eyes. The murderous intention in his body had not completely subsided, and he seemed to be at odds with this world. Integrated into one.

It looked so cold and lonely.

Ye Qinghong rarely has murderous intentions, and she is also quite tolerant of her master's love, because of the story the master told her and her character.

For her, the only way she wants to compete for her master, marry her, and become her master's wife is to stay by her side.

He kept gritting his teeth and persevered and never gave up, no matter what happened.

This is her character, Ye Qinghong, who is upright and aboveboard, and would rather take what is straight than seek what is wrong.

But now, she could clearly feel a trace of sourness and jealousy growing deep in her heart.

This jealousy is so weak, so insignificant, it is like a candle. It seems to be blown out by a gust of wind just after it rises, but this is simply unique for her.

Such a character is not her at all.

Could it be that……

It's because the Master has a number of confidantes, and gradually gets closer and closer to those women, while her eldest disciple is getting farther and farther away, and it seems that she can never catch up with the Master. This has created this situation. ?

Ye Qinghong was at a loss and didn't understand. He even felt that there was some murderous intention deep in his heart. He seemed to want to rush directly into the White Jade Tower and kill Chu Lian'er and Guan Qinghan.

Then, dominate the master.

Only he has always been guarding his master, not allowing any woman to get close to him.

Buzzing, the rain kept falling, and the Qingying Sword kept trembling, as if it felt the changes in Ye Qinghong.

Flying up slowly, he gently rubbed Ye Qinghong's cheek, expressing his intimacy and firm attitude towards his master.

She didn't know what happened to her master, but she could feel that her master was very sad, very sad. This kind of sadness was unique, so she wanted to stay with her master.

I don’t want to make my master sad anymore.

The drizzle of rain continued to fall along the eaves. Ye Qinghong stood on a street, with rain and blood under his feet.

The murderous intent in his heart kept boiling, and even those cold eyes seemed to have a few more shadows.

A few leaves slowly withered and fell into her cold pool-like eyes, making those cold and clear eyes no longer as clean as before.

The heart of the glass sword has been tainted, and the evil thoughts are constantly growing. It seems that it won't be long before Ye Qinghong will fall into the devil's way.

From then on, that firm Taoist heart will be completely shattered.

He is no longer that swordsman genius, and is no longer that pure girl.

This is simply unimaginable to her who possesses the Glazed Sword Heart. People with the Glazed Sword Heart have a deficit-like mind, as clean and clear as a glazed crystal.

This is also the real reason why Xiao Rongxue chose to trust Ye Qinghong when she first met him.

Liuli Jianxin is worthy of trust and worthy of association.

But this time, Ye Qinghong has completely fallen into the abyss, just because of Fang Yang, because of her master, as Hua Lianyue said before, a pure person like her senior sister rarely gets emotional on weekdays.

But once you are emotional, it is difficult to erase it.

The shadow kept flickering and brewing deep in Ye Qinghong's heart, like a large dark cloud.

She was struggling and hesitating, and seemed to have turned into the little girl standing blankly in the sea of ​​blood. It seemed that even the world had abandoned her, and she didn't know where to go.

If for her before, the world was that sword and the extremely complicated way of swordsmanship, then now, her world is made up of her master.

But now, her master is about to be snatched away, and her world is about to collapse, leaving her alone.

Time was passing slowly, Ye Qinghong's toes lightly stepped on the ground, and in an instant he flew out and landed at the foot of a house.

It was very quiet here, and there was no rain falling. She just squatted in the corner of the small room, holding her knees with her hands, shrinking herself into a small ball. Due to the falling rain just now, her black hair was stained. , a few strands of hair stuck to the temples, lips pursed tightly, feeling so lonely and painful inside.

Kill those people!

The master is mine!

It was obvious that she got to know the Master first, and it was obvious that she had a physical relationship with the Master first. Why was it that she was left behind in the end?

She is a disciple of the devil, and she is originally a cruel and ruthless female devil in the eyes of the world.

In this case, there is no need to be constrained by the so-called morality. Kill if you want, and kill if you want. Although Guan Qinghan is very powerful, his Jingshen Sword is not a vegetarian.

If he tried his best, he would definitely be able to kill the opponent. Needless to say, Chu Lian'er was just a mortal.

I'm afraid that when she spits out a sword energy, Chu Lian'er will no longer be able to withstand it.

She clutched the Qingying Sword tightly, raised her little head from her arms, looked at the vast rain curtain, and seemed to have made the final decision. However, she never took that step.

This is not because she is soft-hearted. People like her who are so devoted to the sword are not the so-called weak people.

She was only worried about her master.

Although Master is notorious outside, many people say that Master is cold and ruthless.

But after she came into contact with the Master during this period, it became clear that beneath the cold appearance, the Master actually had a soft heart.

If he kills Guan Qinghan and Chu Lian'er, although the master won't say anything, he will definitely be heartbroken and sad.

This was absolutely unacceptable to her, and she couldn't bear to make her master so sad.

Moreover, with the master's charm, I am afraid that more and more people have completely fallen in love with the master, killing Guan Qinghan, Chu Lian'er, the empress, the queen mother, and too many women.

Including her junior sisters.

Could it be that she wanted to kill her junior sister as well?

With buzzing sounds and sword energy rippling, Ye Qinghong's palms turned pale, and he slowly stood up from the ground. The shadows in his eyes finally gradually disappeared, and his eyes became a little more determined.

Her black hair was flying, and her playful ponytail looked so tough in the wind and rain.

"Master belongs to me. I, Ye Qinghong, have practiced swordsmanship all my life and never admit defeat. I will not lose this time either. No one can take Master away from me. That's what I said!"

She was resolute and confident, and became the number one person in the world again.

She took shelter from the rain under the eaves for a while, enjoying the rare quietness. After the rain subsided a little, she strode outside. She would continue to protect her master and continue to save money, and save a lot of money.

After that, I directly took care of Master and prevented him from going out to show his face and attract butterflies.

Moreover, she has come up with a wonderful way to punish the master. Who makes the master so carefree and shows no mercy every day? When the time comes, Master will definitely be in considerable pain.

Ye Qinghong nodded, quite confident in these, and stepped on the rain with his toes, making a snapping sound.

Rain splashed out and circled the hem of her skirt.

At this moment, her skirt seemed to have turned into a blue lotus, and she was the girl walking among the lotus.

So innocent, so determined, people can't help but feel distressed.

When Ye Qinghong was about to walk out of the long street, she suddenly saw a figure in the hazy drizzle. There was a bit of surprise on her beautiful cheeks, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was surprised and surprised.

However, she has a cheerful character, so even if something unexpected happened, she did not hesitate for too long, but held the sword and walked forward step by step.

It didn't take long before she walked up to the figure, raised her head, and looked expressionless, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth and the bright light blooming in her eyes were enough to prove the depth of her heart. How happy everyone is.

"Why are you here?"

Ye Qinghong pursed his lips and spoke, stubbornly looking into those deep and profound pupils, never moving away, as if he wanted to see through what his master was thinking.

That's right, standing in front of her at the intersection of the long street was her master, the one who was famous in the capital.

He kills decisively, his hands are stained with countless blood, and his feet are covered with bones. He looks indifferent in front of everyone.

But at this moment, the master looked at her helplessly, looked at the wet hair, looked at the blood on the tip of the Qingying sword, and finally sighed, stretched out his palm, and rubbed it gently her hair.

"Is it worth it for Master?"

"worth!"

Ye Qinghong was categorical.

"My disciple said that no one is allowed to hurt the master unless he steps over my disciple's body."

Her eyes were so firm and persistent, and there seemed to be a star burning in her pupils, which was enough to prove that these words were true for her and him, and there was nothing false about them.

Fang Yang also knew his disciple quite well. He originally wanted to persuade Ye Qinghong not to worry about his master when he encountered danger. After all, he was quite powerful and had many trump cards. If he wanted to kill him, he would definitely It's not that simple.

But when she saw Ye Qinghong's eyes, all the words of persuasion that grew deep in her heart dissipated.

I can’t persuade you! I can’t persuade you at all!

Because she is Ye Qinghong, and once she makes a decision, she will never change it.

Thinking of Ye Qinghong's little body under the eaves just now, he seemed to be wrapped in wind and rain, feeling lonely and abandoned by the whole world.

Even Fang Yang couldn't help but feel endless love and distress.

"Master, why are you here? It's quite remote here."

Ye Qinghong looked down at his toes and asked casually, as if he didn't care at all.

The heart in his chest was beating hard, ups and downs, and he clenched his hands tightly. Looking at his disciple like this, Fang Yang laughed dumbly.

"Of course I realized that my disciple was in danger and was surrounded by a group of ants, so I came to save my good disciple. Otherwise, wouldn't all the money you have worked so hard to save to support me be in vain? Master I don’t want to give it up.”

Speaking of this, Fang Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. His eyes were filled with a playful look.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Qinghong was completely stunned on the spot, and his face turned red with a flush, so beautiful that he could almost drip blood.

"Master...Master, how do you know?"

Her voice was trembling, her face was full of disbelief, and she couldn't even believe her ears. After all, in her opinion, these actions she took were quite careful and cautious, and almost no one could detect them.

What's more, she knows the master very well. The catastrophe is about to come. Chang'an has been quite chaotic during this period of time. The master may have devoted all his thoughts to those big things. How could he notice these small things?

She was so distraught that her earlobes turned red, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. For a time, she didn't know how to face her master.

"How do you know? Didn't Mo Ke tell you that senior sister like you is never good at lying? It would be a big joke if my master couldn't tell all your thoughts on your face. "

Fang Yang was still teasing his disciple, and in his mind was the image of Ye Qinghong holding a wooden stick and hitting him on the head with a stick in the wind and snow.

At that time, if I hadn't been cautious enough and the technique was automatically activated, I might have been defeated by this apprentice.

"Master...Master, I was wrong."

Ye Qinghong lowered her head and spoke cautiously, but soon she seemed to have thought of something. She bit her lips tightly, raised her head sharply, looked at her master, and spoke word by word.

"The disciple made a mistake and is willing to be punished, but the disciple will never change. No matter what the master does, the disciple wants to marry the master."

"Oh."

Fang Yang nodded without saying anything.

In the wind and rain, he walked forward step by step in his black robe, letting the rain fall towards him, but not a drop of rain actually fell on him, fell on his black robe, and wiped his black hair away. The robe was wet.

Seeing his master's silence, Ye Qinghong's heart suddenly rose and he was extremely nervous.

The originally calm mother and son caused endless waves, and their faces became extremely pale, with almost no blood left. They looked like a piece of paper, so delicate and pitiful.

She held the sword and followed her master step by step. She wanted to speak several times, but she didn't know what to say.

Sure enough, he was just wishful thinking, and the master immediately became angry after hearing this.

I am afraid that I am already disillusioned with my apprentice.

After all, this idea of ​​mine is so rebellious, and the master is quite controlling. The most unacceptable thing is that the apprentice has these messy thoughts behind his back.

In the hazy autumn rain, Ye Qinghong was in a state of confusion, his mind was even more blank, and he felt that he was even more lonely this time than before.

After all, it was Master who gave her the final verdict on her fate.

Just when she was feeling sad, a voice sounded in her ears.

"What, you regret it? I told you in advance that if you want to support me, you will need a lot of money. Are you sure you want to support me forever?"

(End of this chapter)