My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 165 All the girls come together, the ultimate Shura field ([-])

Yanshan snowflakes are as big as a mat.

Snow fell from the sky all over the sky.

Ye Qinghong was dressed in Tsing Yi, bit his lips, his eyes were full of cold killing intent, and the Qingying Sword in his hand stood horizontally in the void.

So indifferent, so murderous.

There were two figures, one blue and one white, one flapped wings like ice crystals, and the other held a long sword.

Just standing in front of Fang Yang.

Stop all the wind and snow, and look indifferently at a group of demonic sects.

Ye Qinghong's blue hair fluttered, and the void shook behind her, and a figure holding a sword appeared, which was her Dharma Body.

Although her expression was indifferent, her earlobes were flushed, and her heart was pounding, as if she had made a huge mistake.

This situation is unique to her.

A swordsman should remain absolutely calm, especially someone like her with a glazed sword heart.

Mount Tai collapsed in the front without changing its color, and the elk flourished in the left without blinking.

She used to be like this, like a cold pool without the slightest waves.

But at this moment, the Qingying sword was tightly held in the palm of his hand, and it hurt a little from holding the Qingying sword, trembling slightly.

There seems to be some dissatisfaction.

After all, before this, the Qingying sword was always held by Fang Yang, and every time it would be instilled with a lot of Xuan Tiance breath, it was extremely satisfying, and even passed out on the spot and slowly digested.

But this time, its master secretly kissed the Demon Lord, but it got nothing, which is naturally very unfair to it.

Feeling Qing Yingjian's state of mind, Ye Qinghong became more and more shy, and pressed his lips tightly.

In fact, she didn't expect that she would be so bold to kiss her master in public, and even called herself her master's wife.

It can be said that it is outrageous and immoral.

From now on, everyone in the world will probably regard her as a laughing stock, as a vixen, but she doesn't care at all.

As long as you can protect your master and follow him persistently like in the story, that's enough.

She thought she didn't care about anything.

But when she saw the saintess of Tianmo sect kissing the master in full view, and claimed that the master was her husband.

She realized that she was wrong, very wrong.

So, he rushed out without any hesitation, and didn't even have time to think about other messy things.

She just knew that she couldn't lose Master, this might be her only chance in this life, and it was her duty as a disciple to protect Master's reputation.

and……

Master, it is indeed very sweet.

She couldn't help but want to take another bite.

……

Ye Qinghong was full of thoughts in his heart, but at this moment, everyone in the square finally came to their senses and looked at all this in astonishment.

Some people are still able to keep calm, but there are also a group of people who are frantically pinching lemons, pantothenic acid water, and their eyes are red with jealousy.

"As expected of the Blood Rain Sect, there is a sense of lewdness from top to bottom."

"The Shocking Sword was so cold outside before, I didn't expect it to be such a waste of time, and I started sleeping with Master directly."

"Isn't this a matter of course? The devil is so handsome, which woman can bear it?"

"But this is already a violation of morality and ethics, it should be criticized! It has completely tarnished my sacred way of magic."

"That's right, from now on, how should outsiders think of my Demonic Dao? Don't they all think that my Demonic Dao is such a shameless person?"

"..."

Everyone was heartbroken and accused one after another.

I wish I could be admired by the Shocking God Sword.

Under so many contemptuous eyes, amidst so many ridicules.

Ye Qinghong remained calm all the time, holding the long sword in his hand, pursing his lips, his deep expression did not show any waves.

The wind and snow rustled, and under the snowflakes all over the sky, Fang Yang's black robe was billowing, and for the first time, there was a bit of consternation in his deep eyes.

I didn't expect that my big apprentice, who was always simple and stubborn, would be so bold.

He regards the big apprentice as a disciple, but the big apprentice wants to be his husband.

"Do you not regret it?"

He asked in a deep voice.

Ye Qinghong's body froze, his voice was like jade.

"Of course the disciple will not regret it."

"But if this is the case, you may encounter a lot of troubles in the future, such as... accusation by thousands of people, spurning by thousands of people."

"The disciple doesn't care. The master said that we are the way of the devil. Since we have entered the way of the devil, we have to follow our will and don't care about other people's opinions."

Ye Qinghong turned his head and looked at his master stubbornly without flinching. Fang Yang took a look and shook his head.

"You still don't understand magic."

"A true demon is not one who doesn't care about other people's opinions, but one who makes other people dare not have opinions."

Fang Yang's voice was faint, and as soon as he finished speaking, countless snowflakes rolled up behind him.

He crushed a demon card...

Inside the body, the sea of ​​qi is surging.

The violent aura surged crazily in the meridians, as if reunited after a long absence, with longing and joy.

Can't wait to conquer the world.

His aura was rising, and his whole body almost turned into an abyss, unfathomable.

He just stood in the square so calmly, his robes fluttering, and his black hair fluttering, as if it had become a black dividing line.

In front of him, those snowflakes were always calm, but behind him, all the snowflakes began to roll up, forming a huge vortex.

Every snowflake is like a knife, cutting crazily, exuding a sharp breath.

Then...

He waved his palm.

Snowflakes flew all over the sky, like a blizzard passing through, enveloping everyone in an instant.

"Ah, don't kill me!"

"Mozun, I dare not!"

"You damn devil, I will fight you."

"I can't fight, please forgive me."

"..."

There were bursts of begging for mercy, and the torrent was endless.

But Fang Yang was always expressionless, and there was no pity in his pupils.

Even just standing there indifferently, not moving.

After a long time, the wind and snow passed.

The square in Yingyue Nunnery returned to tranquility, but there were hundreds of corpses on the ground.

The eyes of these corpses were wide open, and their bodies were covered with wounds, all of which were cut out by the wind and snow.

In the end, it was buried by the wind and snow.

Among these people, some are in the realm of great masters, some are in the realm of masters, and there are even existences in the realm of Yiye Dharmakaya.

But in front of Fang Yang, they were all like ants, and they didn't even have room to resist, so they died instantly.

Everyone stared at Fang Yang, looking at that stalwart figure, feeling genuine fear.

Is this... really a crazy, terminally ill person?
Why is his strength so strong that he can even be compared with his peak period?
Everyone trembled.

The faces of the three masters were also particularly ugly, staring at Fang Yang, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Fang Yang.

Wanting to fight, but not daring to fight, was in a dilemma for a while.

In the silence, Guan Qinghan, who was flapping two ice and snow wings and flying with silver threads, finally came back to his senses, and looked at Ye Qinghong suddenly.

The pupils were frosty white, and there seemed to be a layer of frost on the face.

Be wary.

"Who are you? Why did you rob me of your husband?"

"..."

Ye Qinghong didn't bother to argue with the other party at all, but held the Qingying sword in his hand, stared at the other party seriously, and said coldly.

"Master, it belongs to me. I am my teacher's wife."

"Impossible, I have already kissed this beautiful man, and had trysts with him many times, he is my husband. If you don't believe me, look."

As he said that, Guan Qinghan flapped his wings and activated his own strength, and he came to Fang Yang in an instant, bowed his head and kissed him.

This time the kiss was harder and longer than before, so it was naturally sweeter.

She raised her head and looked at the handsome and indifferent man in front of her. She became more and more obsessed and decided that she must protect her husband.

So, she raised her chin, grabbed Fang Yang's arm suddenly, made an intimate look, and provocatively said,

"See, he's my man."

Ye Qinghong's face was expressionless. If it was normal, she would not bother to talk to the other party, let alone make such a naive behavior like a child.

But now, it concerns her master, and she will never allow her master to be taken away by anyone.

So, under Guan Qinghan's astonished gaze, she also returned to Fang Yang.

Still the same as before, stand on tiptoe.

Kissed him gently.

His face was indifferent, without any waves, but those cold pool-like pupils had already completely melted.

Her earlobe was flushed red, and her skin was trembling slightly, but she still held the other arm of Master stubbornly.

"..."

The two stunning women were equally cold, indifferent, and equally refusing to give in to each other, just staring at each other so closely.

Guan Qinghan's white skirt fluttered, the snowflakes and the white skirt almost merged into one, his white pupils turned into whirlpools, Ye Qinghong also held his sword, refusing to give in to each other.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Fang Yang snorted coldly, pushed Guan Qinghan out, and then hugged his eldest disciple tightly.

With such a stark contrast, the attitude was already obvious, Ye Qinghong's body froze, his eyes were full of silk.

Guan Qinghan looked stunned, no matter what, he never expected that this beautiful man, his lover, would actually push her out.

Due to the loss of her memory, now she only acts on instinct, completely turning into an innocent little girl who doesn't know much about the world.

It's like when she was a child, she was born in a top sect like Yan Qi Sect, and she was also the young sect master, so she was loved and carefree.

It is completely different from the cold and arrogant personality before,

Just like at this moment, when she found out that she was abandoned by her beloved, she couldn't help but be filled with grief, her frosty pupils were filled with tears, and she was about to cry.

"Why? How am I inferior to her?"

"I am also very good-looking. My breasts are bigger than hers, my butt is bigger than hers, and I can do many, many things. Why don't you want me?"

Guan Qinghan pursed his lips, wanting to cry, staring at Fang Yang, at that beautiful man.

Tears are about to fall...

(End of this chapter)