My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 40 Just because I'm not a princess (read more)
In the dormitory, the atmosphere froze instantly.

Tensions.

Fang Yang's robe fluttered, and the Mozun card in his hand was almost crushed.

And this time...

Huang Fuling also realized that there was nothing she could do. She bit her lip and got up from the bed. The obscene clothes on her body were as thin as a cicada's wing, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Although her body is not as plump as the concubine's, her appearance is not as beautiful as the concubine's.

But it reveals a unique charm, which can stir up people's heartstrings to the greatest extent.

The fragrant wind blows on the face, and the waist sways.

She just walked up to Fang Yang slowly, knelt on the ground slowly, her obscene clothes were tight, and she outlined a graceful and thrilling arc.

Then, she raised her head.

Those eyes that were rippling endlessly like spring water were full of resentment.

Just so fixedly looking at Fang Yang.

"It's you?!"

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and recognized the other party immediately.

This person is no one else.

It is one of the eight guardians of the Blood Rain Sect.

During the day, he cut off the three flowers on the top of his head, but he didn't expect to find his way into his bedroom now.

"Guardian Huang, right? Why, like those rebellious officials and thieves, you are dissatisfied with this deity, and even want to kill this deity?"

The coercion was rolling, Fang Yang's momentum was fierce, and he directly suppressed the opponent.

But Huang Fuling knelt on the ground from the beginning to the end. Hearing Fang Yang's words, his lips were about to bleed. He put his face on Fang Yang's lap and rubbed it lightly.

Said quietly.

"Mozun, I have absolutely no intention of doing so. The reason why I trespassed in the Mozun's bedroom today is only because I have a deep love for the Mozun, and I want to serve the Mozun in this willow posture. If I can make the Mozun feel better, Although the servants died nine times, they did not regret it."

"???"

Fang Yang was taken aback for a moment, dumbfounded, and looked at the other party in astonishment.

No matter what, I never expected to get such an answer.

What do you mean?
Risking her life, this woman secretly sneaked into Mozun Pavilion and his bedroom.

Just to sleep with him?
How does this sound so ridiculous?
and many more!

Isn't this still going to kill him?

He was astonished.

At this time, Huang Fuling's beautiful cheek was still rubbing against his leg.

Like a cute kitten.

Just kneeling on the ground, kneeling on that cold stone slab,
You complained.

"Why, isn't Demon Venerable willing?"

"Can you tell me why?"

"Obviously the Princess Zhennan can get your favor, and I joined the Demon Sect first, why doesn't the Demon Lord have such meaning for me?"

The sour words, with a delicate and pitiful meaning,
"..."

Fang Yang's head was full of black lines, and he looked at the other party silently.

He didn't relax his vigilance because of this messy words.

This is the Demon Cult!

The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked.

The leader of his demonic religion is not a good thing.

Could it be that this Demon Sect protector is honest and trustworthy?

but……

He didn't mind saying a few words along the lines of the other party.

"Who does the deity want to favor? Do I need to explain to you?"

Huang Fuling's body trembled, and she seemed more and more aggrieved.

"The Demon Venerable is powerful and domineering, so naturally there is no need to explain it to the Nu Family. However, the Nu Family really has a deep affection for the Demon Venerable and is willing to do anything for the Demon Venerable."

"If Mozun really only loves the princess of Zhennan, the slave family can understand. It just so happens that the slave family is good at disguise. You can make up to look like the princess, wear the clothes of the princess, and use the charm that the princess does not use. The Mozun was fascinated, he was in a state of ecstasy..."

"Okay..."

The slightly trembling voice can almost pierce the heartstrings of people.

If it's an ordinary man, I'm afraid he can't hold it anymore.

But Fang Yang has been baptized by Princess Zhennan, and is in the state of a sage.

He was able to keep calm.

But he was still shocked by this sentence, and was speechless for a long time.

After a while, he said in a low voice.

"Guardian Huang, do you think this deity will believe your words?"

"I don't care what your purpose is for coming here today. But you should know exactly what will happen if you trespass into the Demon Pavilion without the permission of the deity."

Fang Yang's voice became more and more indifferent, and his momentum became more and more terrifying. He was about to reach out and pinch the other party's neck.

The other party took the initiative to move his neck closer.

It just got into his hands.

Eyes full of infatuation, and even revealed a deep determination.

"Since my family has trespassed on the Demon Lord's pavilion, I naturally know what will happen. As long as I can be with the Demon Lord, my family is willing to bear any punishment."

"As long as the Demon Lord is happy."

As she spoke, she knelt on the ground like this.

I don't care about the cold and hard ground at all.

Instead, he pinched Fang Yang's arm with one hand.

Let Fang Yang hold his neck with the palm of his hand, gradually exerting force.

Her face was getting greener and greener.

But there is always a bright smile on his face, his smile is like a flower, and he looks so sick.

"Isn't this sick and charming?"

Even though Fang Yang knew very well that the people of the Devil's Cult were full of strange things and had everything, he was still shocked by Huang Fuling's actions.

In the end, he slapped the opponent's chest with a slap.

The wind is rippling!

Coupled with the physical strength of the Demon Lord himself.

In an instant, the other party was sent flying.

He hit the ground, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"I don't need you to tell me how to do things. For the sake of your correct attitude, I will spare your life, but the death penalty is inevitable, and the crime of living is inevitable. This slap is regarded as punishment for you. Next time, I will kill you!"

"roll!"

With a scolding sound, Fang Yang's momentum was severe.

Going directly to suppress the opponent, Huang Fuling's already pale cheeks became weaker.

He is not a soft-hearted person!
There is no such thing as not hitting women.

These days, he already had a basic understanding of the members of the Demon Cult, especially these guardians.

Whether it's acting style or skills.

All are within his grasp.

Although Huang Fuling is also in the diary recorded by the Mozun, she has nothing to do with the Mozun.

This was a bit unbelievable.

You know, Mozun is known as the Emperor of Color, and there has never been such a thing as a rabbit not eating grass by the side of the nest.

Although Huang Fuling has a husband in the church.

But this seems to be a bonus item for Mozun, and it looks even more attractive.

After thinking about it, the only reason is that this woman is too vicious.

It is said that...

Huang Fuling practices charm, and is very good at using poison.

Countless men died at her hands.

It was even rumored that her poison had penetrated into every crevice of her body.

Makes it impossible to guard against.

Although the demon king is very domineering, he probably doesn't want to be contaminated by this thorny rose.

Therefore, regardless of Huang Fuling's lovely and pitiful look just now, who knows whether what she said is true or not?
What if he came to test him?
Once he has lust, wouldn't he just do what the other party wants?
Even if the other party really admires him, if the two cultivate together, it will reveal the truth of his weak skill.

At that time, maybe he will die directly on the bed.

Therefore, he must be cautious.

It would be best...to kill this woman.

Fang Yang's eyes flickered, hesitating.

But she didn't notice that Huang Fuling, who had been kneeling on the ground, trembled, her cheeks became more and more red, and the charm in her eyes became more and more intense, almost unable to be suppressed.

finally……

She rushed towards him suddenly, and Dang even threw him onto the bed.

　Thank you for the monthly ticket with the tail number 0061.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)