My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 67 Are You Worthy To Seduce Me? (Seek to follow up)
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Watching the female disciple of Tianyin Sect undressing at the speed of light.

Even though Fang Yang was well-informed, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

But when this scene fell into the eyes of the female disciple, her eyes lit up, as if she saw life.

Sure enough, the rumors are true, this devil is the most lustful, with his own good looks, plus a little charm.

It is sure to be able to confuse the five obsessed by the devil.

When the time comes, it's time to kill the opponent by yourself.

The female disciple sneered inwardly, but on the surface she looked pitiful, her enchanting body exposed in the cold palace.

It looks very attractive.

And her slender hand was holding the envelope, quietly planning to pull it away.

"Mozun, this servant knows that he has done something wrong, so he is willing to be punished with his own body."

She smiled charmingly, dressed in rags.

The clothes on her body were almost shredded, outlined in that graceful arc.

Then, he slowly knelt down on the ground.

Crawling towards Fang Yang like a dog.

Getting closer, getting closer...

Seeing that she was about to climb in front of Fang Yang, she smiled brightly, just when she thought that the devil was sure to die.

Swish!
A horrible breath pinched her neck.

Just lifted her up directly.

Then, she saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes as deep as an abyss.

It was so indifferent and cruel, with a bit of perplexity.

"What kind of thing, dare to come and seduce this deity, do you really regard this deity as a trash picker?"

Finished!

Fang Yang shook his hand.

Click.

With a crisp sound.

This female disciple of Tianyin Sect also had her throat broken by him, died on the spot, and was thrown aside like garbage.

Until now, Fang Yang still didn't know where the other party had the confidence to seduce him.

The Demon Lord is indeed lustful, but those who can be attracted by the Demon Lord must at least be on the rouge list.

Not to mention he.

Surrounding him are beauties like the princess, Ye Qinghong, and Huang Fuling.

This woman is not even worthy to carry shoes for these people.

Even if the other party knows some charms, is it stronger than Huang Fuling?

Fang Yang shook his head.

At this time, the contents of the envelope had rolled out.

It was a white bead.

It was the same as the bead in the hand of the old man with bones that Fang Yang crushed to death upstairs in the Mozun.

They all exude a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

As soon as it rolled to the ground, cracks appeared.

The cracks were small at first, and gradually became more and more dense.

In the end, gusts of dark wind came out from inside.

Gradually twist and deform.

It turned into a figure.

This is an old man with gray hair and wrinkled skin not much different from the bark of a tree.

Floating in mid-air as soon as it appeared.

His eyes were scarlet, and his face was full of greed.

Just sweep around like this.

"Tsk tsk! What a pure breath!"

"If you can swallow this breath, the old man's strength will be greatly improved."

As he said that, he raised his head and cast his gaze on Fang Yang, feeling a little familiar for no reason.

Suddenly remembered the sword of Mozun Pavilion, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

With a look of horror on his face, he subconsciously wanted to run away.

Soon, he seemed to think of something, and his body stopped.

"Why did the old man run away? He was just a practitioner in the realm of a great master. There are countless masters in the legal body who died in my hands. After all, there are very few people in the world who can see the old man, so I can only let the old man approach devour."

"Last time, it was an exception at best, just happened to bump into this kid dancing sword, and killed him."

"This time, I want to approach him openly, and wait until I get into his body and completely devour his spirit,"

"No matter how strong he is! He will definitely die!"

The old man grinned grinningly, his face was full of complacency, and he looked at Fang Yang with ferocious eyes.

"Boy, you were lucky last time and you escaped unharmed. This time, you are dead. I will dig out your soul, and then gradually tear it apart and taste it bite by bite. died in despair and pain."

The wind blows, blowing the old man's body.

Let his gray hair flutter.

It's like a ghost, creepy and chills down the spine.

Just like that, he slowly floated towards Fang Yang.

Wherever it passed, a layer of frost even formed on the ground.

Bitter cold!

"Boy, are you dumbfounded?"

"Can't you see me?"

"Don't be afraid, many people died like you. No matter what your status is, you will eventually become the food in my mouth."

The old man grinned grimly, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Soon, he was only one foot away from Fang Yang.

Feel a majestic Qi and blood.

This qi and blood is so intoxicating and intoxicating.

Then, he saw a pair of eyes.

Doubtful, confused, even a little confused...

It's like looking at a fool.

"Which idiot is this guy looking at?"

The gloomy old man was a little dazed. He glanced back, and there was nothing behind him.

It took the next moment to react.

"Oh, he's looking at me..."

"No! Why can he see me?!"

The old man was horrified, his eyes were wide open, and before he could react, there was a stalwart body in front of him, the black robe billowing, and the huge palm that had been formed by the strong wind directly grabbed him.

There is also a mysterious atmosphere exuding from it.

These auras don't look very eye-catching.

But it was like poison, as soon as it touched his body, his body began to melt.

It was as if he had met his destined nemesis.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong, his pupils shrank, and without any hesitation, he wanted to run away.

But it was already too late, the huge palm was like a net, enveloping from all sides.

Soon he was in the palm of his hand.

"Do not!!!"

Accompanied by a heart-piercing roar, the gloomy old man was crushed to pieces on the spot.

In the end, it turned into another bead, a bead as black as ink.

There is still a flow of Shen Yun in it.

In the end, it fell into Fang Yang's hands, and it was a little cold.

There are also some magic.

"This is the trump card of these two Tianyin Sect disciples?"

"Come and assassinate me like a fool."

"Is the hole card also a fool?"

Holding the bead, Fang Yang felt a little baffled, and even felt that the Tianyin Sect had underestimated him.

After the old guy emerged from the bead just now, he kept talking to himself, and then swaggered towards him, claiming he couldn't see while he was floating.

A look of victory in hand.

It made him really think that the other party had some strength, so he ran the Xuan Tian Strategy, stirring up all his breath.

A net of heaven and earth was laid.

I thought it was a hard fight, but with a light pinch, the old guy was directly pinched to death, without any resistance from the beginning to the end.

It made him feel a sense of loss.

"But what is this bead?"

Fang Yang pinched the ink bead, feeling a little puzzled, before he started to study it, the ink bead directly turned into a breath.

It shot into his head violently.

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　　The writing of this chapter is a bit unsatisfactory, but I am still suitable for writing about women, and it is also interesting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)