My female apprentices are all unpredictable

The maple forest is dim and the mist is thick.

Fang Yang's eyes were deep, and he gently held the Empress into his arms, using Wushang's magical skills to check the Empress's physical injuries.

And that voice was still echoing in the empress's ears.

The empress is so delicate and charming, her skin is constantly trembling, her rosy and beautiful face has been completely intoxicated, and the pools of water in her eyes are almost overflowing.

She could clearly feel that she could no longer suppress it.

The devil is constantly tapping the acupoints, and his methods are quite graceful.

She bit her lip tightly, her skin constantly trembling, while the devil's spiritual energy was rippling, constantly healing the injuries on her body, but at the most critical moment, it stopped abruptly and stopped wandering.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to admit defeat. Since you have not been able to defeat me, you naturally have to listen to my words. Are you going to be the aloof empress or my slave? If you don't call me master, I won't. Let’s check your body again.”

Fang Yang seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his palms stopped, and his spiritual energy suddenly went out.

The empress originally frowned and closed her eyes, but was treated by Fang Yang using supreme magic.

At this moment, as Fang Yang's palm stopped, she couldn't help but open her eyes.

The fire in his body burned again, and there was a burst of pain, but this time, there was no magic method that could almost extinguish the fire.

This left her at a loss for a moment, and she subconsciously looked at Fang Yaang with pleading eyes.

However, Fang Yang had made up her mind. No matter how she struggled or how her eyes begged, she remained motionless.

Obviously, he was waiting for her call.

How can we repay kindness with kindness? Therefore, complain directly!
Fang Yang has never been a soft-hearted person. He knows very well that if he had not practiced Xuantian Ce, he might have become the puppet of the Empress at this moment, being played with by the Empress and controlling life and death.

Therefore, he wanted to make the empress his slave. At the very least, he had to play with her hard and teach her a lesson. Otherwise, this woman would not know the majesty of his demon king.

Time seemed to have stopped. The empress was lying in Fang Yang's arms, with the red bells on her body swaying gently and making a crisp sound.

She bit her lip, spring water surging in her eyes, and looked at Fang Yang almost pleadingly, as if begging.

The disease is getting worse.

It kept growing in her body and was difficult to suppress.

That sense of taboo, of restlessness.

It seemed to be born from the soul, and it couldn't even be suppressed.

This is a slave.

It has been recorded in many classics that slaves are originally the master's playthings, specially used for the master to relax.

Therefore, the word slave can not only control her life and death, but also control everything about her.

Thus, serving the master better.

This is also the real reason why the empress became so sad and angry that she even wanted to commit suicide after she found out that she had become the slave of the devil.

As soon as you enter the slave gate, it is as deep as the sea, and the empress becomes an old friend from now on!

She has stepped into the abyss and is constantly falling into evil. There is no way back, there is no doubt about it.

As that feeling became stronger and stronger, the word "Slave" between her eyebrows continued to flash, the empress' breathing gradually became faster, and her cheeks were delicate and delicate.

I feel sad, angry and helpless inside.

So ashamed and angry!

She could feel that the devil was deliberately humiliating her and wanted to completely shatter her dignity. Then, he kept making fools of himself and playing tricks to make her a complete slave.

But she didn't hate the devil too much. Instead, she felt that this was something that should be done.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!

I tried all my means to turn the devil into a slave, didn't I?
It's just that he failed. In this case, it is normal for the devil to come back with revenge.

She was just angry that she didn't have a complete plan, and she was even more angry that she had such strange feelings and was so wanton.

After being slightly provoked by the devil, she already couldn't hold it any longer. Moreover, after the devil stopped, she felt a little empty inside. This was absolutely unimaginable to her before, and she was probably even more so than the brothel girl. Brothel woman.

"What, you still don't want to call me Master? I said that there is something wrong with your body, and only if I continue to heal you can you be completely cured."

The magnetic voice kept echoing in the Empress's ears, teasing her, making her heart itch, and she became more and more restless.

The instinct of the body cannot be deceived or suppressed, he almost begged with a trembling voice.

"Master...Master, please continue to heal me. I have no cure..."

A humble voice is as pitiful as you want it to be.

The empress raised her head, her black hair hanging down, and she was dripping with sweat.

Those phoenix eyes revealed endless pleading, which almost completely shattered his dignity, making him extremely humble.

After saying this, she closed her eyes in pain.

Finished!

Completely finished!

From then on, the empress herself became history, and there was another slave in the world, a shameless and humble slave! Is such a being really worthy of ruling the Tang Dynasty?
She was in great pain inside, even bleeding continuously, but at the same time, she felt a forbidden pleasure. It seemed that saying these words would free her up, and she no longer had to worry about those messy things.

Seeing the empress' painful look, Fang Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

It worked!
This woman was so arrogant in front of him before, and she always looked like she had everything under control.

She must be spanked hard, only in this way can she be completely conquered.

However, before that, you still need to train him carefully. Only in this way can the other party be respectful to you.

That's right, that's it.

Fang Yang's palms passed through the crooks of the Empress's legs, and he hugged the Empress into his arms.

"So, do you want to be the empress, or do you want to be my slave?"

"Slave... I am willing to be my master's slave, I am willing to dedicate everything to my master, and I beg my master to heal my slave..."

The empress spoke in pain, her eyes filled with pleading, becoming increasingly unbearable.

Only then did Fang Yang let her go.

"I am not a heartless person. Since you are terminally ill, I will treat you well now."

The clothes are billowing and the spiritual energy is rippling.

As Fang Yang's treatment continued, the empress felt a cool feeling flow through her meridians, which instantly soothed her real restlessness. The brows that had been frowning finally relaxed completely, and the blushing, flawless face showed deep relaxation.

The mark of slave is still flashing.

It completely amplified the impression of the empress.

Coupled with Fang Yang's training and teasing just now, all her dignity and all her disguises have been shattered into pieces.

Under such circumstances, she simply stopped thinking about those messy things.

Instead, he allowed his own heart to completely degenerate.

They say that thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger!
Primitive desires are inherently difficult to suppress. A woman with a cold and domineering personality like the Empress would probably remain cold and frosty throughout her life if she had not met her beloved.

Like a statue, there will be no waves.

But as long as you let go a little bit and reveal the slightest crack, those suppressed desires will completely explode and can no longer be suppressed.

Fang Yang hugged the empress and used his medical skills to the fullest. At this moment, he was a doctor, with a solemn expression, and carefully examined the empress from top to bottom, inside and out.

The empress' body was trembling constantly, her damp hair stained on her temples as she allowed her master to examine her.

After Shaoqing, Fang Yang sighed.

"Your disease is so menacing and dangerous that light examination is completely useless. You must have me perform an operation on you. Are you willing?"

"..."

The empress raised her head, feeling full of spring. Danfeng's eyes showed a deep look of confusion, as if she was not sure what Fang Yang meant.

But after a little guessing, I roughly guessed what it meant. I was so shy, but I still nodded lightly!
"Slave family, I am willing! Master, please perform surgery on slave family as soon as possible!"

"it is good!"

With a wave of his hand, Fang Yang directly opened Fei Zhu's curtain and entered the eaves.

"At the beginning of the operation, there may be a little pain, but I will try my best to be merciful, just bear with it!"

……

The autumn wind was biting, and gusts of wind blew across the Xianglu Mountains, as if they wanted to blow away the layers of fog.

As a result, in the end, the fog had not dissipated, but bursts of wind chimes came from the fog.

Charming, ambiguous.

The breeze blows slowly, and the leaves fall one after another.

I don’t know how long it took, but Feihu had completely restored peace.

Fang Yang's black robe was billowing, and he stepped out of Feihu with a hundredfold energy.

The empress, with her pretty face flushed, was lying in the flying chair delicately. How could she still be as majestic and domineering as before?
As expected of the master's surgery, it really cures all diseases, it's so powerful.

Just now, she was suffering from an incurable disease, itching, but now, after a period of treatment by the Demon Lord, she has completely recovered.

And at this moment, she knew deep down in her heart that from now on, she could no longer do without this kind of surgery.

What practice?
Not important at all!
She just wants to stay by her master's side.

If the master asks her to be the empress, she will be the empress. If the master asks her to rule the world, she will rule the world. If the master asks her to serve obediently, she will serve with peace of mind!

This is her determination, an unchangeable determination!

After all, what kind of hard life did she live before?
It’s stressful and lonely.

It seems that only after meeting the owner can one experience this wonderful joy. (End of chapter)