My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 35 Asking Master for Punishment (Read More)

In the dim hall, Fang Yang was thoughtful.

In this dull atmosphere.

Ye Qinghong stood there for a while, then was about to leave.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't even dare to look at Fang Yang directly, for fear of a slight ripple in her heart.

Broke his glass sword heart.

It also affects her kendo.

"Master, if there is nothing else, the disciple will leave first."

She lowered her head and spoke in a cold voice.

After saying this, I will leave.

Behind him, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Does the deity allow you to go?"

Ye Qinghong was stunned, but Fang Yang sat up from the throne, and Xuan Tian launched the plan.

A terrifying coercion exuded from his body, and he suppressed Ye Qinghong.

Ye Qinghong, as a master of the Grand Master realm, is invincible in the younger generation.

But under this coercion, her face turned pale, and she even felt that the strength of this demon had improved a lot compared to before.

It's not just the Four Leaf Dharma Body.

Whoa!
The wind blows.

In the main hall, bells made of human heads make a crisp sound

Fang Yang swept lightly and came to Ye Qinghong's side.

The two were close at hand.

Ye Qinghong could even feel Fang Yang's faint breathing.

If it was normal, she would never make any waves, she would just take a step back and draw her sword out.

But at this moment, when she saw Demon Zun's angular face and deep eyes through the dim light.

Inexplicably, my heart trembled.

She actually felt that today's Demon Lord is extraordinarily charming, and this kind of charm even surpassed her most cherished swordsmanship.

And this is unimaginable for a swordsman who regards the sword as his life.

For a moment, she thought of those embarrassing pictures and those weird poses again.

His usually cold face was stained with layers of blush, and he bit his lip inexplicably.

But the next moment, clang!
A cold sword chant sounded.

She woke up instantly.

Heart demon!

Another demon!

She was almost devoured by the demons in her heart.

Fortunately, Qingyingjian reminded her.

Ye Qinghong breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to hit the Qingying sword to express his gratitude.

soon……

call out!
Accompanied by a burst of sound.

The Qingying sword drew an arc in the air, and flew directly towards Fang Yang, looking impatient.

Soon it was in Fang Yang's arms, the hilt of the sword kept rubbing against Fang Yang's face, and the spike of the sword was still swaying slightly.

It seems to be coquettish.

After licking it for a long time, it slipped into Fang Yang's hands.

I want Fang Yang to be the same as before.

He rushed out the violent yang energy in his body, blasted it into its body, and used a full version of the frightening sword.

Even if it is passed out again, it will do.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The sound of sword chanting kept coming, Qingyingjian continued to act coquettishly, but Ye Qinghong's face became colder and colder.

A strand of frost exuded from his body, staring at Qingyingjian!
This spineless fellow!

Wasn't it just held by the devil once?

How despicable.

In front of this devil, he was even more enthusiastic and flattering than in front of her.

It directly broke her face, that's all, the most important thing is that the Qingying Sword and her life intersected, and even stained a trace of her divine light.

There is a certain connection between the two emotions.

Before the demon held the Qingying Sword in his hand, when she saw the majestic spiritual energy pouring into the Qingying Sword, her heart was surging.

Almost collapsed on the spot.

If it happens again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter Liuli Jianxin for a month.

Perhaps sensing Ye Qinghong's anger, Qingyingjian was slightly taken aback, and flew back dawdly.

It seemed reluctant.

And Fang Yang was also confused for a while by the inexplicable operation of the Qingying Sword, after he reacted.

With a stern look, he just stared at Ye Qinghong.

"As a disciple of the deity, the master of the sword hall, you turned a blind eye when those rebellious officials and thieves wanted to kill the deity. Why, do you want the deity to die too?"

The indifferent voice echoed in the hall.

It looks so cold.

Even Ye Qinghong's cheeks were a little pale.

But she still stood there stubbornly.

Three thousand blue silks are bundled together.

The broken hair on the sideburns hit her cold face, revealing a sword-like sharpness.

"Disciple dare not!"

"You don't dare? There are things in this world that you dare not? I just heard that I was locked up for a month, so I hurried back to fulfill my filial piety. This time, I stood by and waited for someone to kill me."

"My good apprentice, do you think I should punish you as a teacher?"

"..."

Ye Qinghong remained silent.

But when he heard the word punishment, he still couldn't help but tremble.

I remembered the last time I was in this dark hall again.

She was humiliated.

Is it going to be like this again this time?

For a moment, she looked complicated, and found that she was no longer as resistant as before.

The disturbing pictures in my mind seemed so chaotic, appearing one after another.

Let her snort, and the glass sword heart shattered on the spot.

The demons reappeared in the depths of her heart.

And this time it was even more violent than before.

She unexpectedly found that the face of the princess in the picture was gradually becoming dim and blurred.

seems to be twisting
Ultimately, a complete transformation.

The moment that body turned around, she couldn't help but her pupils constricted, and her face was full of horror.

Thump, thud, back a few steps one after another.

Because that face is none other than her own.

boom!
A thunderbolt from the blue is like being struck by lightning.

Ye Qinghong almost collapsed.

But those pictures kept scrolling, leaving her mind blank, completely unaware of what happened.

There is always a magic sound.

"It's okay, things in the world of mortals are normal, he is your master..."

"No! You have a deep blood feud with this devil, how can you be insulted by him again?"

"Of course you can escape, but what about the junior sisters? This devil is insidious and cunning, don't you have the heart for the junior sisters to fall into the clutches of the devil?"

"..."

All kinds of voices are introduced into the heart.

In the end, Ye Qinghong could no longer control himself.

Just like that, he walked towards the chair in a daze, and soon came to the front of the demon king's throne.

Bend down and lie on the chair.

The body trembled.

Like a nightingale, her voice trembled a lot.

"Ye Qinghong, ask Master to punish you."

"..."

Fang Yang froze on the spot, staring at this scene in a daze, his face full of astonishment.

The eldest disciple has been lingering since he returned to the Devil's Cult. Obviously, he has doubts about him.

That's why he swallowed the Charm Pill today, and got that shocking sword!
Just to deter the opponent!
So as to dispel some doubts of the other party.

But even so, he still thinks today will be very difficult.

After all, the character of Ye Qinghong, the shocking sword, is well known to the world, and he is not like the Demon Lord, who possesses overbearing strength and can make the opponent submit.

To be honest, he was even prepared to fail, but he never expected that things would take such a turn.

To his surprise,
but……

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

Now that the atmosphere is here, he can't back down naturally.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang took a deep breath and walked towards the other party step by step.

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