My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 276 The woman coming out of the drizzle forbidden area!

Stargazing!

Autumn leaves fall, everything is withered, everything is so peaceful.

Mo Ke's eyes were full of helplessness, and he was sighing quietly. The tall and tall master with cold eyes seemed to have appeared before.

I was so confused for a moment that I didn't know what to do.

At this time, the lantern next to her swayed slightly, rippling slightly, emitting hazy rays of light, seeming a little worried.

All the lanterns in the Star Reaching Observation Center began to sway, hazy and clear, splashing layers of light on Mo Ke, making him as beautiful as he wanted.

When Mo Ke saw this scene, he was slightly startled, with a faint smile on his face. Naturally, he could easily see what everyone was thinking and just said.

"It's okay. I'm fine. It's just that some chess pieces are beyond my control. However, this itself is part of the chess game. We, the Mo family, have been planning this chess game for such a long time, and we will never fail easily no matter what."

"Even if the price of success is for me, a contemporary god, to make sacrifices."

She murmured, her eyes were so calm, and she was about to continue reading, but the next moment she frowned slightly, as if she had realized something, and looked at Chang'an City fiercely.

Chang'an is so majestic and ancient.

Red bricks, green tiles, and pieces of bluestone cover the ground.

But directly above this ancient city, layers of dark clouds were gathering.

The dark clouds became more and more numerous and dense, covering the entire sky.

She looked at this scene and was stunned for a long time, and finally spoke.

"The catastrophe has not yet come, can't you bear it?"

"There are so many situations in the world. I don't know which forbidden land has emerged this time. Crisis is often accompanied by opportunities. The Nether Clan, the Demon Clan, and everything in the world are anxious and want to rise from this catastrophe."

"But I forgot that the most important thing to do is to survive this catastrophe."

"After all, this time is completely different from hundreds of years ago."

She murmured in a low voice, and waves of autumn wind danced and blew through her hair.

Then, she took out a flute, stood on the back hill of Star Picking Observatory, stood in the autumn wind, and gently played a flute song.

The tune is so calm and melodious.

Just like her heart.

From the beginning to the end, she never worried about her master or the safety of Blood Rain Demon Lord.

Just because the situation in the chess game in front of her was quite simple and could be described in just four words, that is, hitting the stone with an egg.

……

Kyoto, in the pear garden.

The atmosphere was also so desolate. On the stage, a graceful woman wearing water sleeves was singing.

Such as complaining and crying.

The lanterns below were swaying continuously, looking at the woman with awe.

She is none other than Wen Chanyi, the beloved concubine of the Demon Lord of Mountains and Seas.

We have been in Chang'an for a long time, and we are constantly making arrangements.

Now, as the catastrophe is about to come, the Demon Lord of Mountains and Seas has forcibly improved her strength, allowing her to directly reach the state of the five-leaf body.

It's getting more and more terrifying, more and more fierce.

She should have gone directly to seek revenge on Fang Yang, but she stayed in the theater as if she had thought of something.

Make plans and continue the layout.

Even though her time has become less and less, she does not look anxious, but always calm and composed.

But at this time, there was a crash.

In the pear garden, bursts of autumn wind swayed, and flowers suddenly floated in the sky. They were pear blossoms. Each flower looked more withered and beautiful than the other.

Just like that, the pieces fell, landing in the opera garden and on the stage.

Wen Chanyi raised her head and looked calmly at the center of the courtyard, where a beautiful figure appeared.

He was holding a paper umbrella in his hands and his body was thin, standing in the pear blossom rain. As soon as he appeared, many strange people in the pear garden began to tremble and crawl on the ground.

The body seemed to have turned into porcelain, with cracks appearing all over it.

These cracks were few at first, and gradually became more and more numerous and dense.

Eventually, it spread all over the body, as if it would collapse on the spot the next moment.

Wen Chanyi narrowed her eyes, and there was no trace of fear or even panic on her face. It seemed that everything was within her expectation.

She just looked at the woman holding the paper umbrella, smiled and said.

"I thought people from other forbidden areas would show up first, but unexpectedly it was from the Xiaoyu Forbidden Area. Why, do you want to rob Kyoto from my Shanhai Forbidden Area?"

The gentle words seemed so calm, without any ripples.

Hearing this, the woman holding the umbrella giggled, her voice even more poignant.

"Wen Chanyi, are you overthinking it? Or are the forbidden mountains and seas too overbearing? This Chang'an City is so beautiful and graceful, and all the forbidden lands are staring at it. Why is it your forbidden mountains and seas? Of course, who owns it? Who can win the job?"

"You mean you are better than me?"

Wen Chanyi's voice sounded serious, as if dyed with layers of wind and frost, and the pear blossoms in the garden seemed to be flying, turning into arrows, pointing at the woman holding the paper umbrella.

But the woman's eyes were full of calm, as if she regarded these swords as rain, and for the Drizzle Forbidden Land, the rain was their cradle.

In this cradle, there is no need to have any fear. On the contrary, their strength will be greatly improved, which is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Why are you so anxious? As I said before, whichever forbidden area is stronger will be able to take Chang'an. Moreover, they say that the mountains and seas in the forbidden area are unpredictable, and you Wen Chanyi is the best at planning. This Only then can you gain the trust of the Demon Lord of Mountains and Seas and let you step out of the forbidden area."

"But it seems to me now that your strength is not that strong."

"How long have you been out of the forbidden area? You still haven't found anything. I heard that it is still in the hands of the Blood Rain Demon Lord and has failed many times. It is really embarrassing for me, the Nether Clan!"

"In this case, it is natural that the slave family needs to take action to help you restore the dignity of the Nether Clan."

The woman smiled, and the paper umbrella in her hand swayed slightly. An autumn rain seemed to fall in the sky. The autumn rain fell withered, and fell on the streets of Chang'an, and also fell on her paper umbrella, making a snapping sound. .

Wen Chanyi raised her head and looked at the confident opponent. She looked at him deeply for a long time. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a sneer appeared on her face. Not only was she half anxious, but she laughed.

"You mean to take action against the Blood Rain Demon Lord? Let me remind you, the Blood Rain Demon Lord is definitely not simple, and you took action directly when you first arrived in Kyoto. Aren't you afraid of failure and letting the Drizzle Demon Lord be blamed? "

"Of course not!"

The paper umbrella woman smiled.

"In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are nothing more than dust. Wen Chanyi, you are very strong, but you pay too much attention to tactics. Don't forget, the strength of my Nether Clan is far from that of human beings. Comparable."

"No matter how strong the opponent is, just crush him directly. If it doesn't work, then use some charm skills. After all, we are female ghosts, and this is what we are best at, isn't it?" "It's you, The slave family was so concerned and vigilant before, but I didn’t expect to be so afraid of a human being now, which really makes me very disappointed.”

"You are not worthy to be my opponent."

The woman shook her head and sighed quietly. This sigh seemed so hazy and desolate in the drizzle.

After saying that, she held the paper umbrella and disappeared into the rain, as if she had never appeared.

But the many ghosts in the opera garden continued to tremble as she left, and the cracks on their bodies became more and more dense, and finally, clicked, clicked, and turned into pieces.

It just merged with the rain, died completely, and disappeared completely.

After the woman with the paper umbrella left, Wen Chanyi stood in the rain, her eyes blurred, as if she saw Chang'an Street and the tall figure on Chang'an Street through the drizzle.

Then, he whispered.

"I've been fishing for so long, but I didn't expect that I just caught this idiot from the Drizzle Forbidden Land. It's really disappointing."

Yes, Wen Chanyi was fishing. The reason why she didn't go looking for Fang Yang immediately was because the demon was indeed very powerful, beyond her imagination.

On the other hand, she wanted to fish out more enemies.

After all, the catastrophe is about to come. At this depressing moment, there are too many complicated forces in Chang'an City.

The Shanhai Forbidden Land wanted to plot Chang'an, and other forbidden lands also set their sights on the city of Chang'an.

Usually, she is always in the open, and she is too passive.Now, she wanted to hide in the dark and let the people in the other forbidden areas charge into the battle.

And she is hunting the cicada with the mantis, the oriole behind.

As for whether the Drizzle Forbidden Land could kill the devil, of course she had never worried about it.

Since the devil was able to capture her, it would be even easier for the people in the Forbidden Land of Drizzle.

In the garden full of pear blossoms, she raised her head, her palm-sized face full of elegance and grace.

The tears flowed down drop by drop, seeming to be mixed with the rain, making them look even more beautiful.
woohoo!

The water sleeves are constantly flying, blending into the autumn rain,
In the rain, she sang the opera so wantonly, but the opera was still so sad.

"The Blood Rain Demon Lord, the formless demon body, and the long-lost flame. Don't you think it's ridiculous for you to want to take down the man who I haven't even taken down in the Drizzle Forbidden Land?"

"You do not deserve!"

……

The rain is still falling, but this time it is raining on Chang'an Street.

Fang Yang walked in the rain with an expressionless face, and the cries around him became more and more distant.

Many vendors seemed to have turned into shadows and slowly disappeared, and Chang'an Street turned into an ink painting, a banned ink painting. Fang Yang was imprisoned by the ink painting in this ink painting.

The rain all around turned into a curtain, pattering down from the sky, covering his entire body.

The rain turned into mist, and everything seemed so hazy and calm.

The rain on the street became more and more heavy, and big and small beads fell on the jade plate, crackling, crackling, hitting the bluestone, and then suddenly shattered.

The rain splashed up, making the whole world feel lonely.

Obviously, this picture is very strange, but also very dangerous.

But Fang Yang's eyes were always so deep, like an abyss, without any waves.

Still walking on the streets of Chang'an.

He looked calm and looked at all this coldly.

Although the rain came over him, not a drop of rain actually fell on him.

clap clap!

In the wind and rain, a dense sound of footsteps sounded.

Chang'an Street is still so quiet, there are no people around, only the rainwater flowing freely all over the street.

at last.

Crunch!

Crunch!

Shops on both sides of the street opened one after another.

A dark figure wearing a cloak walked out of the shop, holding lanterns in their hands. The lanterns swayed, exuding weak candlelight.

The rain fell on the candle flame, but it did not extinguish the candle flame. Instead, it made the candle flame burn more and more vigorously and violently.

Under Fang Yang's gaze, these cloaked figures became more and more numerous.

They not only walked out of the shop, but also walked out of the street. The rain was ink, and they were paintings made of ink.

Waves of coldness emanated from his whole body, surrounding Fang Yang, as if he would go on a killing spree in the next moment.

Just like this, in the desolate rain, the figures filled the entire Chang'an Street.

Fang Yang stood in the center of the crowd, expressionless, watching the scene with cold eyes, and finally turned his gaze forward.

As his eyes arrived, among the crowd in cloaks, a graceful figure suddenly walked out, holding a paper umbrella in his hand and smiling on his face. He was so weak, so lovable.

Just one glance at it seems to immerse one's whole mind into it.

"As expected of Demon Lord Blood Rain, it really surprised the slave family that they could discover the slave family so quickly. The slave family originally planned to play hide-and-seek with the Demon Lord, slowly torturing the Demon Lord, and then wait until the Demon Lord was exhausted, and then kill the Demon Lord. Kill the Demon Lord."

"But now, since Demon Lord has discovered the slave family, this game is no longer interesting. Demon Lord, just go to hell!"

With a low smile, the woman's paper umbrella rippled slightly, and she turned and walked out of the street.

The figure swayed, the rain became more and more dense, turning into a curtain of rain, and she walked in this world full of rain, calm and confident.

It seems that she has determined that the Blood Rain Demon Lord will be easily destroyed by her, and there will be no accidents at all.

It's as if the rain is destined to fall from the sky, fall to the ground and shatter into pieces. This is fate.

Whoa!
As the paper umbrella woman gave an order, the figures that had been surrounding Fang Yang suddenly moved.

It turned into countless shadows, and also turned into countless black rain, almost covering the sky and the sun, and suddenly shrouded Fang Yang.

The world turned into rain, and the rain turned into waves.

The atmosphere is so depressing and suffocating, even if the empress is here, she probably needs to frown.

After all, these are countless serious tricks.

And Li Wei has always been a practitioner's nightmare.

The moment it comes, the practitioner will undoubtedly die!
(End of this chapter)