My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Xiao Xiao Qiu Yu is so desolate.

The demons were still waiting, preparing for the attack anytime and anywhere. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, but they soon found out that they were wrong, very wrong.

The third disciple of the Demon Lord was really too powerful. He looked quite calm, and the painting was unremarkable, but who could have expected the next moment.

After the scroll was opened, flames shot up into the sky. The pale flames could burn almost everything, and even the rainwater seemed to have dried up.

Hot, boiling hot.

In front of the sky-filled flames, these powerful demon cultivators could not help but shudder, their faces turned pale, and they all retreated.

Just as he was about to think about it, he hurriedly rescued the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. Who would have expected that at the next moment, this person who looked ordinary and unremarkable would even make people in the world think that he was just a human being and was not worth worrying about.

Slowly he lifted the lantern in his hand.

The lantern swayed so calmly that it did not cause any waves, but in everyone's eyes, it seemed as if a bright moon had risen.

The moonlight shines all over the sky, intertwined with the flames all over the sky. On one side is the violent flames, on the other side is the calm moonlight. The two are completely different, but strangely integrated.

Just floating in time and space, floating under the autumn rain all over the sky, it forms the most beautiful painting, which makes people confused and confused, as if all their minds are immersed in it.

Staring blankly at the bright moon and the flames

"What a nice view……"

The envoy from the Demon Kingdom murmured and unconsciously took a step forward. She really planned to welcome the most beautiful moonlight. But the next moment, the jade pendant she had been holding tightly in her hand began to tremble violently, emitting a burning heat. The flames burned directly into the palm of her hand.

Her palm suddenly loosened, and her mind, which had been completely immersed in it, instantly cleared up.

wrong!

what on earth is it?

She shook her head violently, took a few steps back, and blended into the autumn rain. Her originally dazzled pupils were filled with deep horror and fear.

She is the envoy of the Demon Kingdom, and the Demon Kingdom has been hidden in this world for hundreds of years. No one knows how powerful the Demon Kingdom is.

Even she has broken through the four-leaf peak and reached the five-leaf dharma body realm.

It stands to reason that in the world of cultivation at this time, they should belong to the top group.

But at this moment, facing this mediocre Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty and this demon disciple, he had no power to resist, and even fell directly into the opponent's trap, almost losing his soul. This was huge for her. The blow even made her panic.

This...is this the descendant of Tiansucun? At this moment, she finally understood why the great demons were so afraid of the Tang Dynasty Imperial Master. How a being who didn't even have the talent for cultivation was such a famous person in history that many races were in awe of him.

Because the other party's power has long been hidden behind the way of heaven, and not many people know about it.

From the beginning to the end, her so-called plan and her so-called foolproofness were just a joke.

"withdraw!"

The envoy snorted coldly, looked gloomy, turned around and walked into the autumn rain, preparing to lead this group of daughters to retreat and then think of other ways to control the national master.

But the moment she turned around, she was frozen in place, her whole body was cold, as if a thunder struck directly in her mind, and her brain was confused and blank.

died!

These elite monsters who had been lurking in Chang'an for more than ten years were all dead.

There is obviously nothing strange about her appearance, she is still as beautiful as ever, her long skirt is fluttering, and her eyebrows still show the surprise just now, but she is indeed dead.

His soul seemed to have been melted by the flames or moonlight, and there was no aura left in his body.

Only the skin was left standing there, standing in the autumn rain, letting the rain splash down and fall on them.

Panic, fear, and various emotions filled the depths of the messenger's heart, making her face pale and her body trembling constantly, feeling the harsh coldness.

At this moment she finally realized that she was wrong, very wrong.

Where is Mo Ke, a weakling whom she can control at will? The other party has already entered the ranks of big shots.

The lantern in his hand exudes a hint of coldness. As long as the lantern is lit, anyone will die in front of the other person, leaving no room for resistance.

escape!
Crazy escape!
The demon country envoy only had this thought in his heart, and without any hesitation, he stepped heavily on the ground with his toes.

Snapped!
Rain splashes!

The whole person disappeared in the rain curtain in an instant and fled into the distance.

The Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty is not a simple person. He is shrouded in a dense fog of mystery. The demon country knows too little about this Imperial Master, and even a lot of the information is wrong.

She had to go back and report the matter to the princess. By the way, she told the princess that an extremely terrifying woman in a red dress had appeared, and most importantly, the notorious Blood Rain Demon Lord.

He is by no means just a promiscuous disciple, he can hand over such disciples, and firmly control these disciples, conquer them, and make the disciples willingly become flesh slaves and lustful slaves.

With such a terrifying method, if anyone thinks of him as an ant, then he will become an ant and be trampled on at will.

While these daughters of the Demon Kingdom were being slaughtered silently by the bright moon and flames, the moonlight had completely dimmed and the flames had long been extinguished.

In the quiet autumn rain, Mo Ke stood calmly in a Taoist robe, his eyes like a stream, sending out waves, and his black hair was flying wantonly.

In front of her, Situ Danyue had already disappeared without a trace, including her subordinates, who also followed her. The streets paved with bluestones returned to their previous tranquility, despite the constant rain. It fell and landed in the cracks of the stone slabs, forming the most beautiful picture.

"Second Senior Sister, that's it for today. The reason why I came to Chang'an is to capture Master and turn him into a meat slave. No one can stop me, I said so."

The words of calmness, passing through the autumn rain all over the sky, fell into Mo Ke's ears. Mo Ke held a lantern in his hand, his knuckles were pale, and he sighed with deep helplessness between his brows and eyes.

"After all, it was not blocked." She murmured and adjusted her Taoist robe. She was not too surprised by this. Among the master's disciples, the third junior sister's cultivation talent is definitely not the strongest, but she is the most talented. Be cruel, not only to others, but also to yourself.

The painting that Situ Danyue had was the one that her master had personally handed to her. The landscape painting contained endless fire of the soul. If one wanted to control the painting, one had to be burned and tempered by the fire of the soul day and night.

And every once in a while, lives would be slaughtered, and the scroll would be sacrificed with blood to replenish the murderous intent of the scroll.

That kind of pain is simply not something ordinary people can bear. The soul seems to be torn apart, and if you are not careful, you will be controlled by murderous aura and become a complete madman.

But even so, Situ Danyue did not hesitate at all. Day after day, year after year, she refined this painting, and finally reached the terrifying state it is today.

With a sigh and looking at the empty streets, Mo Ke no longer stayed, but walked towards the outside of Xianglu Mountain, preparing to greet his master and asking his master to be more vigilant.

Situ Danyue is really too sickly, or maybe because of this scroll, she is extremely paranoid in her heart. She only wants to turn her master into a meat slave, and it is also her own private meat slave. Under such circumstances, it is impossible to Third Junior Sister will never give up if she succeeds.

Snapped!Snapped!
The slight footsteps gradually disappeared into the rain. After Mo Ke left completely, a figure walked out of the autumn rain. She was wearing a fiery red dress with a beautiful face, and shadows followed behind her.

He even held a scroll in his hand.

The scroll has been closed and looks ordinary, but there is a faint luster on it, which is enough to captivate the soul and capture the soul.

Who is it if it's not Situ Danyue?
"Sect Master, this Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty blocked your way. Why didn't you just include this Imperial Master in the painting and be burned by the flames in the sky? I believe she can't stop it at all."

Behind Situ Danyue, a subordinate spoke cautiously, his face full of doubts. As soon as he said this, other disciples also looked over, obviously having the same doubts. In their hearts, the sect master is the supreme one. , is quite powerful, and no one in the world can stop the sect master.

The Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty was indeed very powerful, but the sect master also did not use all his strength.

I believe that as long as the scroll is completely opened, the opponent will definitely die without any chance of survival.

And the most important thing is that they know the sect master too well. The sect master has always been ruthless and loves killing the most. Why did he spare Mo Ke alone at this moment?
Facing everyone's doubts, Situ Danyue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, with a faint smile on her face, and spoke calmly.

"The Imperial Master is my second senior sister. I have always respected my senior sister very much. How could I fight with my senior sister unless I had to? Moreover, if I didn't use all my strength, why would my senior sister ever try her best?"

"That lantern is far from being as simple as it appears. The descendants of Tianshuan are full of strategies and can even spy on destiny, so how can they have no trump card at all? God is ruthless, if my second senior sister is killed so easily , this lineage has been eliminated long ago..."

She murmured, not knowing whether to tell her subordinates or herself.

Then, looking deep into the autumn rain, he seemed to see something quite interesting.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the scroll in his hand flew directly into the distance and disappeared in the autumn rain in an instant, like a lotus blooming lonely.

After a moment, the scroll slowly flew back, emitting a buzzing sound. On the surface of the scroll, a layer of enchanting blood was so dazzling. A jade pendant with strange patterns was hanging on the scroll. It was not the enchanting blood. Who is the national envoy?

Just now, in the autumn rain that filled the sky, after the envoy saw how powerful Situ Danyue and Mo Ke were, he ran away like crazy without any hesitation, wanting to escape from this place and return to the Demon Kingdom.

However, this was destined to be just wishful thinking. She had obviously been running away for so long, but Situ Danyue just casually destroyed her soul and brought this jade pendant over.

Wow…

The soul fire of the demon kingdom's envoy was still burning, and was eventually swallowed up by the scroll and disappeared into the mountains and rivers.

Seeing this scene, the group of disciples behind Situ Danyue all shuddered, their faces full of horror, and they lowered their heads instantly.

Yes, this is their sect master, who is cold-blooded and murderous. Up to now, they have completely lost count of how many people have died at the hands of the sect master.

All I know is that the sect master is a demon-like existence, and no one can stop the sect master's killing move.

Just now, even they didn't notice that there was someone hiding in the autumn rain.

However, the sect leader had already taken control of everything and directly pulled this person back and slaughtered him on the spot, which made them horrified.

"Monster clan?"

After the soul fire of the envoy from the demon kingdom was completely extinguished, Situ Danyue played with the jade pendant, feeling the demonic energy emanating from the jade pendant, and murmured to himself.

"It's getting more and more interesting. The storm is about to come. It seems that the catastrophe recorded in the classics is indeed coming. Otherwise, how could the demon clan, which has been hidden for so long, show up again?"

Her eyes were deep, and her pupils seemed to be burning with layers of flames. The flames were pale, almost exactly the same as the fire in the scroll, and they were constantly burning her soul, but she could already bear the pain, and even She was used to it, and she just silently speculated on the purpose of these monsters hiding in the autumn rain and spying on her and her second senior sister.

After a long time, she shook her head and stopped thinking about this mess. She put away the jade pendant and then stepped into the autumn rain step by step and walked towards Xianglu Mountain.

"Soldiers will block it, water will cover it, and the catastrophe means nothing to me at all, and I don't intend to seize any opportunities. For me, I came to Chang'an for one thing only, and that is to general I was captured, then turned into a flesh slave, and ravaged wantonly. Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed..."

Crash.

The rain was still falling, and the long street finally returned to tranquility. However, deep in the street, there seemed to be clusters of flames burning coolly.

No one knew that just now, several lives had fallen and been burned to ashes.

……

The rain was falling on the streets, and the rain outside Xianglu was also falling. Everyone had cheered up, staring at the vast, quiet mountains and the thick fog, waiting for the arrival of the Demon Lord. .

at last……

Buzz!
Under the horrified eyes of all the practitioners, the rolling mist slowly parted, and Xianglu Mountain finally revealed its true face, graceful and beautiful.

Deep in the mist, there were bells swaying, and a moon-white flying boat was flying out of the mist, so cold and so deep.

It seemed like an ink-colored river was flowing slowly.

God has arrived!

Deep in the crowd, many women opened their eyes at the same time, full of excitement.

I just felt wet. (End of chapter)