My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 70 Blood Rain Demon Lord, Arrived!

"!"

Ye Qinghong's body froze immediately.

Beautiful eyes widened.

Subconsciously felt something was wrong,
This... is really a demon?
Why is it so real?
Familiar figure, familiar touch, even those deep eyes!

They are all exactly the same as those deep in the memory.

Although the inner demon is very cunning, it is not so real.

It is to let people know that it is an illusion, but they cannot break free, just like before.

Therefore, in front of her was Master, the person she hated the most. She had vowed to assassinate him so that the four junior sisters would escape from the clutches of the devil.

But now, she took the initiative to throw herself into her arms and did such a shameful thing?

Swish!
Ye Qinghong retreated abruptly.

He grabbed the Qingying sword which was still in a state of confusion, and inserted it behind his back.

For some reason, Qingyingjian still struggled a little, and even felt resentful and jealous, but Ye Qinghong didn't have time to feel these.

She just pursed her lips.

Cold cheeks, cold and stubborn.

The blue hair was hooped up by the hairpin, curling up and down.

A cold and sharp look.

It seems that he has become the swordsman who slashed the world alone.

But at this moment, she kept her head down.

There were slight ripples in the eyes.

Don't dare to look directly at Master!

"Let's go now? Sure enough, the eldest disciple is still a little shy."

Fang Yang sighed inwardly.

He knew very well that Ye Qinghong's character was extraordinarily cold like the sword in her hand.

To be able to make the move just now, it is estimated that the opponent's courage has been exhausted, which makes him very unbelievable.

This point, do not have to force.

but……

Why is the other party's favorability still so low?
Is it also the same as the princess, love-hate entanglement.

Not only hating him to the bone, but also showing filial piety towards the master?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and finally he cast his eyes on the table, and saw the plate of juicy stir-fried vegetables.

The presentation is quite good.

It makes people very appetizing.

"As expected of the deity's disciple, he is not only talented in sword practice, but also in cooking. However, the deity has won her cooking skill card. If there is a chance in the future, I can do it for the princess. The princess will definitely do it. It will be very touching, give me a wave of favorability."

Fang Yang nodded secretly, tossed his robe, and said expressionlessly.

"My boy, someone dares to come to the Blood Rain Sect to provoke you. Now, go out with me right away."

"..."

Ye Qinghong raised his head suddenly.

There was a slight ripple in his eyes.

But Fang Yang raised his eyebrows, and a terrifying coercion gushed out from his body.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"...the disciple dare not."

Ye Qinghong pursed his lips.

Those first ripples in 20 years.

Instantly off!

His gaze became cold again, like a block of ice.

Just now, when the master appeared, she really thought that the other party came to visit her.

Do your best as a teacher.

But now she realizes that she was wrong.

So wrong, so ridiculous, so ridiculous.

This demon is still as cruel and bloody as before.

The reason why she appeared in the Sword Asking Academy was just the same as before, letting her kill with blood on her hands.

Kill a lot of people!

Regardless of the innocent, the good...

As the fourth junior sister said.

This demon has never changed and will never change.

The gentle gaze she saw just now should be just an illusion.

Now it's time to wake up from the dream.

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghong took a deep breath, and returned to his previous ice-cold appearance.

With a long sword on his back, he followed behind Fang Yang.

Like a killing machine.

Fang Yang has been observing his eldest disciple, and naturally noticed the other's change, but he didn't think much about it.

With a wave of the palm...

In the Mozun Pavilion, a flying jet suddenly flew up.

Magnificent.

Embellished with jadeite.

Take the Supreme Formation as the heart.

There are bells hanging all around, and when the bells ring, there are bursts of soul-stirring sounds.

It is the Supreme Secret Treasure, the Calling Soul Bell.

And this flying, is naturally also the throne of the Demon Lord, and it has already been spread throughout the Tang Kingdom.

Seeing Fei Huan is like seeing a Demon Lord.

"Let's go!"

Fang Yang snorted coldly, lightly tapped the ground, and flew up directly, just in time to land in the fly.

Ye Qinghong followed behind.

Acting as Fang Yang's guard, he flew down the mountain.

……

Blood Rain teaches Yamashita.

Two figures are standing indifferently.

One is a middle-aged man with a sword on his back, and the other is a sinister old man.

Both of them are the protectors of Tianyin Sect.

It is also quite famous in the circle of practitioners in the Tang Dynasty.

The old man is called the crying old man, and he possesses the secret method of cursing, and he is neither human nor ghost.

When he was young, his fame was not obvious, but since three years ago, he has been famous in Tang country.

Possesses an invisible means of killing, and can slaughter opponents without knowing it.

The souls of the dead were broken, and the flesh withered.

In an instant, you will be pumped and fucked.

From birth to death, there is no room for resistance, weird and gloomy.

It is said that this method was acquired after he came out of a mysterious place.

And that place is called the death zone.

As for the middle-aged man, although his strength is not as powerful as the crying old man, he still ranks seventh in the sky list.

Known as a sword idiot!
His life-threatening swordsmanship is perfect.

A move kills one's life, a sword seeks one's soul.

Even Ye Qinghong, who was number nine on the celestial list and born with a sword body, would be overwhelmed by him.

Now the two come hand in hand.

Just to assassinate a seriously injured and dying Mozun is enough to prove that Tianyin Sect attaches great importance to it.

At this moment, both of them were waiting quietly.

The crying old man's face was gloomy, while Jian Chi was as quiet as water, as if he was sharpening his sword heart.

Finally, the hoarse voice of the crying old man sounded.

"It's been so long, why haven't those two trash come back? It seems that the assassination failed."

The middle-aged man did not open his eyes and said expressionlessly.

"This is normal. A centipede is dead but not stiff. If Blood Rain Demon Venerable was killed so easily, he wouldn't be number one in the demonic way."

"But the Shensuan Pavilion has already calculated that the devil is seriously injured and will die soon. Moreover, I handed that thing to two wastes. I took that thing out of the death penalty area, and killed countless people. .”

"So what? At the level of the devil, he must have a hole card in his hand. But it doesn't matter, after successive assassinations, his hole cards have been exhausted. Next, it's our turn."

Jian Chi looked cold, and the sword behind him was buzzing and trembling, exuding wisps of murderous intent.

Just staring at the direction of Mozun Pavilion.

The same was true for the crying old man, who smiled coldly and made a mournful sound.

Layers of frost condensed on the ground under his feet.

Let the nearby vegetation wither and die directly.

Just when the two were full of confidence.

Buzz!
There were waves of tremors in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the sun was blocked, and large shadows were cast.

The ear-piercing sound of the summoning bell continued to ring, and a magnificent and luxurious plane flew down from the sky,

The two couldn't help but narrow their eyes.

Blood Rain Demon Lord!
Arrived!

　Should be on shelves soon.The latest update is really ink, let’s see the results, as long as I can make ends meet, I will fight directly.

　　Let's move on to the plot, this plot is very important, otherwise, the big disciple can't fall in love.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)