All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

"The apprentice is willing."

There is nothing unexpected about this sentence.

At this moment, even though the two of them still had their own calculations in their hearts that they couldn't express clearly, it seemed that everything was merged together invisibly.

"Master asked the apprentice what he wanted to do after cultivating immortality."

"Tu'er said it was for revenge!"

"Now Tuer has changed his mind."

The corner of Xiao Ruoqing's mouth was smiling, and the tears still welled up, but this time it was not tears of grievance, it seemed to be the release of emotions after the darkness buried deep in her heart was illuminated by a ray of light.

Su Bei looked at Xiao Ruoqing with a smile, without making a sound, waiting for her answer.

"The disciple's cultivation of immortality is to protect the person he wants to protect!"

"..."

He didn't lie to him this time either.

If there is still such a day in the future, I can protect my juniors.

It's just that she now has some expectations for the future.

——Master seems to be different.

......

Under the moon, the wilderness is faint.

Can vaguely hear the conversation:

"Does that disciple still use cliff jumping?"

"As a teacher, I still feel that there should be a chance for you under this cliff!"

"Tu'er doesn't really want to dance!"

"It's okay, I will dance with you for the teacher."

"Master Ninth Uncle is still wounded? This is not good!"

"It's okay, I will dance with you with Master Ninth Master..."

Xiao Ruoqing took a deep breath, looked at the rascal master with a flushed face, and clenched her fists tightly. The good atmosphere just now seemed to dissipate instantly with this conversation.

"Master, why are you obsessed with jumping off a cliff?"

Su Bei dragged the extremely reluctant Xiao Ruoqing back, while looking at the sky, he said quietly:

"Disciple, you are still young, you don't know the hard work of being a teacher!"

"There are some things you don't understand in the world of cultivating immortals. As the saying goes, the auction house must have the law of killing people and seizing treasures. Correspondingly, there must be opportunities under this cliff that you can't explain!"

"Didn't you also talk about the exercise you practiced? Burning graves and jumping off cliffs!"

As he spoke, he patted the sword hanging on his waist.

"Isn't this sword made by burning graves?"

"Hey! Jumping off a cliff once will give you decades of hard work!"

"..."

Xiao Ruoqing pursed her lips for a while, wanting to refute, but held back halfway through her words.

How can I say that this exercise is all made up by myself after tearing it up?

The little face was flushed with anger, and the depression in his heart had nowhere to vent, so he could only step hard on the snow under his feet!

Looking at that snowball, I imagined that it was like someone's head, and it was just a kick when it went up.

......

The ancient country of Dongfeng, Luocheng.

The palace under the moonlit night is a bit solemn and solemn.

Facing the bronze mirror, the queen sat in front of the dressing table and carefully combed for half an hour, applied rouge, drew eyebrows, stretched out her jade hand to apply lip gloss on her lips, then got up gently, and turned around in front of the mirror.

She deliberately chose a red and white one-piece dress today, outlining her perfect figure.

The tail of the skirt is dotted with patterns like peacock feathers, and when it turns lightly, it is radiant, like a phoenix spreading its wings.

Looking at the beautiful figure in the mirror, the corners of Lin Jinyu's mouth curled up, and there was already a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Can that person hold back the third leg when he sees himself like this?

Putting on the fiery red fox fur, he walked slowly towards the imperial study room which was still lit.

Ji Nanjue seemed to have noticed the person coming, but without raising her eyes, she said lightly:

"What is the Queen here for?"

Chapter 110 Seven

A gloomy look flashed across Lin Jinyu's eyes.

Did he never even lift his head to look at himself?

But he still slowly suppressed the emotions in his heart, stepped forward, gently squeezed Ji Nanjue's shoulder with his soft jade hands, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, don't be so tired every time."

"Wouldn't it be better to leave these trivial matters to those ministers?"

As he spoke, his eyes were looking at the documents on Ji Nanjue's desktop.

Ji Nanjue closed her eyes, let the queen pinch them lightly, and said to herself:

"I've decided to go to the Holy Land Enrollment Ceremony in a few days."

"..."

The queen bit her lips lightly, watching the person in front of her be indifferent to her, obviously she asked the maid to buy the best rouge incense in Los Angeles......

Is his heart really as cold as a stone?

Suddenly, he felt the person sitting down get up, and the queen's eyes showed a hint of surprise, thinking that he finally had an idea about himself?

However, there was no gentle hug as imagined, he walked straight forward, then gently changed the dragon robe on his body, put on a white shirt, glanced at the queen lightly, and said:

"The day has come, I will go out tonight."

"Queen, keep quiet."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to walk out of the Imperial Study Room.

The queen's eye circles turned red in an instant, and her eyes were even more hazy with tears. She choked up and said:

"Can the emperor take another look at Jinyu?"

Ji Nanjue looked up at the queen again, then nodded and said:

"Well, I took a second look. Today's makeup is very good."

Queen: "..."

Lin Jinyu took a deep breath and said:

"Does the emperor have to go to Buhuiya in person?"

"..."

For so many years, every few days, Ji Nanjue would disappear inexplicably overnight. He never concealed his whereabouts, but he just told him not to tell anyone.

Ji Nanjue turned around without answering her. When she opened the door, her figure disappeared instantly...

The queen stared at all this in a daze, and slowly sat on the ground, her face like a pear blossom was wet with tears.

......

Shan Wulan sat quietly on the spot, tightly holding the crane cloak in her arms, frowning coldly:

"Brother hasn't come back yet?"

"Going with an orphan child on your back?"

The injury in the body did not know why, it seemed to be the reason why those evil spirits were injected into the body, and it could not heal after a long time washed by the spiritual energy.

Shan Wulan sat cross-legged, trying to recover her aura bit by bit.

"Cough cough!"

A mouthful of blood instantly spilled out.

Shan Wulan let out a sigh of relief, recalled the scene in his mind carefully, and then sighed faintly:

"It's still too weak, even the corpses of Jianzong's disciples can't be brought back."

"This evil spirit has never been seen before, but it looks like the Gu technique of the Miaojiang clan in the ancient south wind country, but this is the first time I have seen other people's talents dug out and preserved..."

"There is definitely a big picture behind this incident. After returning to Jianzong, the elder sister must report to the Holy Land."

"Third senior brother must be able to heal my injury."

"..."

Shaking his head and putting these things behind his head, Shan Wulan gently shook the snow falling on his forehead.

Looking up, I saw the master and apprentice walking back holding hands.

Shan Wulan's heart jumped instantly.

But fortunately, seeing Xiao Ruoqing pursing her lips and writing her bad mood on her face, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the two of them are still in conflict!

A trace of complacency surged in my heart inexplicably.

Live it!

Then when he thought of the scene of kissing Su Bei before, his cold face flushed instantly, and he steamed outside. Looking around, he found that Su Bei didn't seem to be looking at him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He continued to raise his face, with an aloof and cold look.