My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 80 Disciple, I Wronged You
At this time, the Qingying Sword had already flown back to Ye Qinghong's hands.

Ye Qinghong's ponytail fluttered, his eyes were cold.

I am planning to go to Tianyin Sect as well.

A figure flickered in front of him.

The eyes are deep, and the black robe is billowing.

It is her master.

The moment she saw Master, she trembled slightly, and remembered that kiss just now.

There were slight ripples in the cold eyes.

The hand holding the sword turned pale again.

She, who has always been extremely cold, was at a loss for a moment, not knowing how to face it.

And when this scene fell into Fang Yang's eyes, it naturally turned into hesitation troubled by deformed love.

With a sigh, his eyes were soft.

Just like his parents, he placed his broad palm on Ye Qinghong's head.

Ye Qinghong trembled all over, and was about to dodge.

But the next moment...

Deep down in my heart, I was a little nostalgic for this generous warmth, and rubbed against it like a kitten.

Then...

I was sluggish all over, not knowing what to do for a while.

Until a thick voice rang in the ear.

"My dear student, you have worked hard all these years!"

"As a teacher, I understand your thoughts. In the future, you don't have to endure this grievance anymore."

"As a teacher, you will make sacrifices."

A very gentle sentence, like a spring breeze blowing on the face.

But for Ye Qinghong.

But it was no different from the sound of thunder, as if an arrow had pierced directly into her chest.

This……

Is it really her master?
Over the years, Master fully understands the pain she suffered from pain, hatred, and suppression.

And, very distressed?

Just didn't show it?

Her master, the man who led her out of hell and pushed her into hell.

It's not the indifferent, cruel and bloodthirsty existence in the legend.

Is there tenderness in my heart?

It's just that she is raised as her own daughter, that's why she's so strict?
but……

Is it really the truth?
Why didn't she feel it before?

Confused, wronged, warm, painful...

Various emotions spread in Ye Qinghong's heart, gradually melting the ice in her eyes.

Wei An's figure became clearer and clearer in his mind.

finally……

turned into a cave.

The scene where she was covered with red thread and knelt in front of the master, the master's black robe billowing.

Immediately shy.

Biting his lip.

The cold face was actually covered with clouds.

This swordsman is rare.

It took a long time to react, and he stepped back suddenly, avoiding Fang Yang's palm.

He lowered his head and said.

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm going to kill everyone in the Tianyin Sect, so I'll take my leave first."

"Ah."

Fang Yang nodded, a little disappointed.

I thought what I just said didn't work.

But he wasn't discouraged either. The future will be long, and he will eventually resolve this hatred with great love.

Ye Qinghong's blue hair fluttered, he turned around and was about to leave.

At the moment when it is about to fly away.

This indifferent figure paused slightly.

The voice spoke coldly.

"Master's words just now... do they count?"

Fang Yang was also taken aback, a surge of surprise spread in his chest, but as a Demon Lord, he naturally would not express this emotion, but said in a deep voice.

"Of course it counts."

"This deity has always kept his word."

Ye Qinghong's knuckles were pale.

He gripped the blue shadow sword and let out a wail.

After answering only one good word, he flew away.

It still looks like a cold pool, icy cold.

But those who are familiar with her can hear a slight trembling from her voice just now.

Just like that, she turned into a blue rainbow and shot towards the sky.

Suddenly, Master's voice transmission sounded in his mind.

"Shocking God Sword Art is very difficult! Especially for you, if you want to practice adult swords, it is as difficult as reaching the sky."

"But don't worry, the master will teach you swordsmanship every night, so that you can fall into the world of mortals and see through the world of mortals as soon as possible."

Ye Qinghong's heart was stirred up by the gentle words, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with Master's words.

After all, this is how the full version of the general outline of the Shocking God Sword Art was written.

It has been difficult for her to grasp this period of time, and it is also because it is difficult to step into the world of mortals.

Thinking of Master taking care of all kinds of opportunities, I have to think about myself.

Ye Qinghong's eyes became more and more complicated.

He was a little dazed for a while, and finally took out the sound transmission jade and sent a message to Fourth Junior Sister.

"Junior Sister. Master... seems to have changed."

……

Xueyu Jiaoshan, Yuan Heng, and Huang Fuling watched the scene where Fang Yang and Ye Qinghong rubbed their hair intimately.

For a while, Yuan Heng sneered.

"Fu Ling, did you see that, this devil is really amorous, he won't even let his apprentice go."

"How can I be so dedicated to you?"

He looked affectionately at Huang Fuling.

But Huang Fuling gritted her teeth and looked in the direction Ye Qinghong was leaving.

Dangerous!
Great danger!

At this moment, she couldn't care less about it anymore, so she just retorted.

"A man who has no ability is called abusive."

"But to the Demon Lord, it's called fraternity."

"???"

Yuan Heng's face was full of question marks, but he hadn't reacted yet.

Then I saw Huang Fuling walked up to the devil step by step with a red leather whip in his mouth.

"Mozun, today, you haven't punished the servant yet."

"Please Mozun, teach me a lesson."

Resentment, pitiful words.

Fang Yang's expression was complicated.

Yuan Heng even closed his eyes.

"Fake, it's all fake!"

"Don't even think about messing with my mind."

"But, I can't tell, really can't tell."

……

The night is lingering, Wutong Courtyard.

Everything is so quiet, the moonlight shines through the treetops and hits the ground, and the shadows of the trees are fading.

The little maid is holding a basket of chestnuts.

Those almond eyes were very dim.

Chestnuts are big and full.

It is carefully selected one by one.

Even in this season, not a single fly landed on it, because the little maid has been guarding her chestnut.

Guard very carefully.

It just shrinks into a small ball.

Waiting day after day, waiting night after night...

Did not see that familiar figure.

Up to now, those chestnuts, which are the biggest ones that she is reluctant to eat, have gone bad and have some taste.

And the little maid was still hugging her tightly, even she didn't know what she was hugging.

Then...

She put down the chestnut and took out the wooden hairpin.

I must have looked at the wooden hairpin for a long time.

There was more or less comfort in his heart, and he tried hard to squeeze out a smile on his small face.

Carefully put away the wooden hairpin.

For fear of any damage.

Now, she is indeed a little sad, a little sad, but she knows that the princess is more sad than her.

only……

The princess is just being stubborn.

At the beginning, the princess was still able to keep calm, but in the past few days, the princess often went out on the pretense of walking the lion cat, in fact, she was waiting for the demon king.

Up to now, the lion cat has lost some weight from walking.

The princess was even more physically and mentally haggard.

In the past, my princess could drink three bowls of porridge in the morning, and licked the bowls clean by the way, but these days, she couldn't drink a single sip.

It is enough to prove how sad the princess is.

Therefore, she must not show sadness in front of the princess, and must always be happy.

Thinking of this, the little maid was full of fighting spirit, took out the fabric from the room, and started to make clothes.

The queen's clothes are ready.

This dress was made for Mo Zun.

The stitches are fine and neat, which is enough to prove how hard she is.

Before, she was looking forward to the princess every day, how happy the Mozun was when he put on his clothes and stood together.

But today, she was in a trance for a long time.

Mozun...

It won't come anymore.

Can this dress really be given away?

　There are two more chapters in the afternoon, go ahead!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)