My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

Jiang Yuanxia looked blankly at the sad-looking man. Ever since Jin'er left that day, she was so heartbroken that she suddenly lost consciousness.

After that, he sank into an endless dream, watching his mother die in front of him again and again, and the Jiang Mansion turned into ashes.

But after that, this desperate scene no longer appeared.

Instead, her gentle mother was by her side.

Is this a disease? She doesn't think it is a disease.

At least in my dreams, I have my mother's company.

She is willing to suffer from this so-called disease for the rest of her life.

"That's strange. She woke up so quickly after contracting the Sea Prison Nightmare. Normally, she would be trapped in a nightmare. But maybe she got sick because she accidentally came into contact with the remains of the Zhu Ming Immortal Sect?"

Tang Ge said, feeling puzzled, these symptoms were clearly those of the Sea Prison Nightmare.

"Brother, do you want to have a conversation with your disciple first, or set off first?"

Things have their priorities, and Jiang He also understands this.

A few words of comfort:

"Yuanxia, ​​you should have a good rest first. Master will come back to see you later."

"Well, Master, take care!"

The girl suppressed her anxiety. She couldn't wait to fall asleep again and meet her mother.

Linshan Tower is the tallest building in Nanfang City.

Standing on a high place, you can see the undulating Chenyan Mountains in the distance.

When I arrived at the third floor, there were already four people there.

Tang Ge introduced them one by one:

"This is Jiang He, who is at the eighth level of Qi training and a talisman practitioner. This is Master Linshan, who is at the ninth level of Qi training."

The cultivation levels of these people are all at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training. They are all well-known masters in the three cities except Dongfang City, and they all have a very good relationship with Tang Ge.

After all, Tang Ge is an alchemist and is popular among casual cultivators.

He is also a public-spirited person who enjoys making friends with others.

It's normal to know so many masters.

Jiang He's apparent strength was mediocre among these people, and he did not want to show off too much.

After greeting these people, he sat down and waited for the organizer Tang Ge to speak.

"I know that you all have relatives in Qingmu City. I am worried that I cannot take care of them all by myself. After all, you never know where you might encounter a foundation-building monster."

Tang Ge was talking.

In the distance, a bird flew across the sky.

"I am also worried about mixing with the crowd. It will make too much noise."

More and more birds appeared, like dark clouds covering half of the sky.

At this moment, three colors shone in the sky above Qingmu City: the green light of the city defense formation, the bloody light of Dongfang City, and the thick black clouds rolling in from the Chenyan Mountains.

"What is happening?"

Someone suddenly stood up and looked towards the black clouds that covered half of the sky.

The Jiang Mansion was burning fiercely, and the sound of flesh being torn and screams could be heard from behind.

Jiang Yuanxia woke up suddenly, tears streaming down her face and wetting her clothes.

"Where's mom?"

She murmured in confusion.

Isn't it true that as long as you fall asleep, you can see your mother?

"Your mother has already been killed by the monks. Yuanxia, ​​don't deceive yourself."

A low and indifferent voice came from beside the bed.

Jiang Yuanxia raised his head and saw a woman wearing a black metal half-face mask.

The intricate serpentine patterns on the mask seemed to come alive, flowing slowly, adding a touch of mystery and weirdness to her.

The bright red lips were slightly raised, revealing an inexplicable smile.

"You who are you?"

The girl shrank into the corner of the bed in fear and asked in a trembling voice, looking in amazement at the mysterious woman who appeared.

"You can call me Snake Lord, but it doesn't matter."

The Snake Lord approached her, lifted her chin, and stared at her with his deep eyes behind the mask:

"Do you hate this dark world of cultivation? The cultivators indulge in their desires, do whatever it takes to cultivate, fight endlessly, and treat the weak as ants."

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I have a feeling I'm going to be scolded in the next chapter

Chapter 73: No Way to Death (1)

That deep gaze seemed to see through her eyes and into her heart, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Jiang Yuanxia tried to turn his head away to avoid the sharp gaze of Snake Master.

However, the other person pinched her chin hard, forcing her to look at him.

The Snake Lord observed her expression carefully, and his scrutinizing gaze sent a chill down the girl's spine.

"I don't know what you are talking about. My master will be back soon..."

Jiang Yuanxia's voice was a little nervous, and her long eyelashes trembled.

However, the Snake Lord sneered contemptuously, and her fingers gently stroked Jiang Yuanxia's chin, as if she was playing with an insignificant toy.

"Don't you hate your master?"

There was a strange temptation in the voice of the Snake Lord, as if he wanted to lure out the hatred deep in Jiang Yuanxia's heart.

"Have you really forgotten what he did to you? Did Jiang He really train you into a dog that only knows how to wag its tail and beg for mercy?"

A dog that only wags its tail to beg for mercy.

Jiang Yuanxia's eyes gradually darkened and he remained speechless.

"When Fang is shown a small favor, like a bone thrown to him, he can't wait to speak well of him. If he's not a dog, what is he?"

The Snake Master stared at her pupils, searching for the superficial memories without hurting her soul.

During the search, Snake Lord looked at the images and couldn't help but frown.

What's wrong with this girl?

These images are a mixture of disguised closeness, inadvertent hatred, and deep dependence.

How could they be mixed into the same person?

But these are as unimportant as her name.

“I’m not, I’m not a dog,” the girl said with all her might, her eyes, originally black and white, now bloodshot, “Master, you are the ‘most important’ person to me.”

The twisted desire that had been suppressed deep in my heart gradually began to boil.

It felt like there were claws scratching my heart, it was so itchy that I bit my lower lip until it was bloody.

The smell of rust penetrated my nostrils.

"Okay, if you don't hate your master, don't you hate the cultivator who slaughtered the entire Jiang family?"

The Snake Master reached into her black hair and took out the wooden hairpin.

Suddenly, her black hair cascaded down and the girl's breathing suddenly became rapid.

The sound of my mother's flesh being torn apart drilled into my ears frantically. My head was splitting with pain and I wanted to pierce my eardrums to escape.

"As long as you stick this hairpin into his body."

The Snake Master leaned close to her ear and exhaled,

"All hatred will end. Including the monk who killed your entire family. I will also tell you who she is."

She pressed the processed hairpin into the girl's hand.

"No"

The girl shook her head quickly, but held the hairpin tightly in her hand.

She suddenly remembered that Jiang He held her gently, held her hand and walked on the streets of Nanfang City, and looked at her worriedly in front of the bed.

And, a care that is almost overflowing.

but

Compared to what happened in the past, aren’t these just the small favors that this man who calls himself the Snake Venerable is talking about?

I'm not a dog.

The Snake Master looked at the girl's uncertain expression, with a trace of clarity in his eyes, and whispered:

"Every inch of this cultivation world has long been filthy. Don't you want to cleanse this world?"

"Even that Grandma Sun, do you think she is a good person?"

Grandma Sun,

The kind old woman who has been taking care of them secretly.

Like a ray of light, it strengthened her faith, which had already been shaken by the ravages of the Laojiang River.

She would never become like Lao Jianghe, the monk who killed her entire family and indulged in his desires unscrupulously.

The girl looked confused for a moment, then came to her senses and said firmly:

"Mother-in-law is a good person."

"Ah"

The Snake Lord suddenly smiled and waved his hand. The space twisted and brought the girl to the storage room of Grandma Sun's house.

A strong smell of blood hit me in the face, and the room was filled with unprocessed animal skins.

Wrapped in flesh and blood, dripping with blood.

That inexplicable itching flowed throughout the body along with the blood gushing out of the heart.

The whisper of the Snake Lord was already unclear at this time, and Jiang Yuanxia could no longer tell what she was saying.

My ears were filled with all kinds of sounds.

All I could see was her bright red lips opening and closing.

All I could see was her raising her hand to open the secret door on the ground.

All you can see are skinless bodies hanging in the basement of the storage room.

In an instant, the noise of conflict disappeared.

Jiang Yuanxia had never felt so clear-headed before, and her clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

She came back to her senses, breathing heavily, her small chest rising and falling.

"How could you be so naive to think that an ordinary old woman could survive in a world like this?"

The Snake Lord laughed softly again. She didn't want to go to this extent.

However, unexpectedly, he fell short of the target in driving the girl crazy.

But the result satisfied her. The most critical component was about to take shape.

"Yuan Yuan Xia?"

The old woman pushed the door open in surprise, only to find Jiang Yuanxia and a woman in the storage room.

And pushed open the secret door.

Snake Venerable did not conceal the movement in the storage room, and this was what she did on purpose.