My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 94

Under the night, a pair of master and apprentice embraced each other.

Practice your sword with peace of mind.

Ye Qinghong bit her lip tightly.

The earlobes are bright red.

Wrapped by that domineering aura, I felt like I was about to faint.

And Fang Yang was also very sad, but in order to show the majesty of his master in front of his disciples, he tried his best to remain expressionless.

Holding the opponent's hand, he slashed out with a sword.

The sword flitted across the night like a gaping gap.

Draw a beautiful arc.

So stunning.

It left shallow traces on countless bamboo leaves.

"Disciple, do you remember Master's sword?"

Fang Yang's voice was gentle, he still hugged Ye Qinghong, his tone was so doting.

Ye Qinghong nodded slightly, his mind went blank, he didn't know what he was doing.

I just feel the heat in my body is unbearable.

Now I want to rush into the Houshan Hot Spring to take a bath.

Next, the master and apprentice practice sword together, which looks very beautiful, but in fact, it is a kind of torture for both of them.

In the end, Fang Yang shook his robe to make it looser as much as possible.

And Ye Qinghong also tidied up the crumpled clothes behind him, his face was flushed, and even the broken hair at the temples looked a lot more shy.

"My dear disciple, I just taught you how to practice spears...swords just now! Now you should have a deeper understanding of the Shocking God Sword. Let's practice on your own first, and I will pick out the faults for you."

"……Um."

Ye Qinghong nodded inaudibly, she felt that she was so weird tonight, completely different from before.

Just like this, he grasped the sword and practiced.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, like moonlight.

Because her heart was in a mess, the sword was naturally also in a mess.

I don't even know what kind of sword I am practicing!

I don't know how long I have been chopping or how long I have practiced, but suddenly, the spiritual energy surges up and becomes disordered in an instant.

It hit her meridians directly.

She couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt, and fell to the ground with a bit of sweet blood on the corner of her mouth.

In fact, for a swordsman, this kind of situation is simply commonplace.

Especially Ye Qinghong, who walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​learning since he was a child, has long been used to being injured.

I wanted to get up from the ground.

But the next moment, a stalwart figure appeared in front of her, bent down, and passed her hands through her legs.

Just like that, in the posture of a princess hugging her, he picked her up by the waist, hugged her into his arms, and walked straight into the house.

Put her to bed.

Slowly take off the green clothes on his body.

He also took off the blue cloth shoes on her feet, and took off her socks.

Before Ye Qinghong could react, those slender feet had already been caught by Fang Yang.

The icy little feet are held by generous big hands.

It was so warm that Ye Qinghong woke up suddenly, looking at Shizun who was sitting beside the bed, still pulling up her trouser legs, his eyes instantly became vigilant.

He grabbed the Qingying Sword next to him, but accidentally missed it.

and many more!

Where is my blue shadow sword?

What about the big blue shadow sword?

Ye Qinghong looked up in a daze, and found that his sword had already flown in front of Fang Yang at some point, and the hilt was still rubbing against Fang Yang's cheek, full of flattery.

"traitor!"

"You took the initiative to have skin-to-skin contact with a man, where's your shame?"

She clenched her silver teeth, extremely ashamed!

But in the next moment, he thought of the hug he took the initiative to master, and the intimate behavior of the two of them just now.

Under the dark of night, master and apprentice, we are like a private meeting, if this matter gets out...

There seemed to be no serious consequences.

After all, they are the Devil's Cult, and the Devil's Cult does all kinds of evil, and this kind of thing is normal.

Anyone who dares to talk too much will be killed with a sword.

but……

She is still sad about that hurdle in her heart.

Until now, the hatred in her heart has not been completely resolved, and she has no idea how she feels about her master, whether it is hatred, shyness, or the warmth like a father.

And Master, is he treating this as a game, playing with her, or...

Really have feelings for her?

All kinds of emotions are spreading in my heart...

It made her dazed, the Wang Hantan in her eyes had already boiled, like boiled water.

Before she could react, Master had already grabbed her two soles.

"no, do not want."

She spoke in a trembling voice, her fists clenched tightly, she had no idea what Master wanted to do, and her heart was filled with fear of the unknown.

Isn't it very possible that Master is inhumane?
Why is this so?
Fourth Junior Sister said that even if some men don't use weapons, they still have a lot of tricks.

Could it be this?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. At this time, Fang Yang had already put her little feet down, and said gently.

"Don't move, Master is here to heal your injuries, and you will be fine soon."

Healing?

Ye Qinghong froze for a moment, his heart trembled.

From childhood to adulthood, when did Master heal her wounds?

Every time she fights desperately and walks out from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood with the sword in hand, all she gets is the cold eyes of the other party.

Regardless of whether she was injured or not, she turned a blind eye,

Sometimes because of carelessness, or because the enemy is too strong, when you are seriously injured.

You may even be scolded as a waste by the master.

Throw it directly into the prison behind Shanshui.

Over the years, she has gotten used to this.

If Master personally healed her wounds, then it would be...

Very happy, right?

For a while, Ye Qinghong pursed his lips and did not speak, the room was completely quiet and completely silent.

In Fang Yang's eyes, this is naturally acquiesced.

He came to Tingjian Academy tonight to build a good relationship with his apprentice and resolve hatred.

Whether it's the previous dialogue or the teaching of swordsmanship, it's the same.

Now that Tu'er was injured, he naturally wouldn't let this opportunity to care about Tu'er easily.

It was dark and dimly lit.

In this deep night, a pair of master and apprentice of the opposite sex are sitting by the bed, alone and widowed, with a charming atmosphere.

then……

Seriously heal the opponent.

Feelings will naturally develop quickly.

Just like that, when Ye Qinghong was most shy, he grabbed those cold little feet again.

Just when he was about to heal his wounds, he remembered that he hadn't learned the corresponding healing methods yet.

If pure spiritual energy is used.

His current behavior will inevitably be exposed.

In the end how to do it?

Fang Yang frowned and thought, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

Rather than...

Use the fairy finger.

In the past two days, he re-studied this fingering.

It was discovered that the fairy finger is actually a holy finger for healing, which is quite effective in healing.

It's just that this thing was not marked on the system manual, and he only discovered it after he pointed at himself.

The so-called happiness is like a fairy, but it is actually a side effect of the holy finger of healing.

It's just that most of the other side effects are painful and leave future troubles, but its side effects are rather weird.

But this is not worth mentioning for its powerful healing effect.

After all... Whether this counts as a side effect is another matter.

"My dear boy, please bear with me."

For some reason, Fang Yang always felt that something was wrong and felt uneasy.But in order to heal his lover, he still stretched out his fingers...

(End of this chapter)