Chapter 212 The four apprentices are more perverted!
Murong Feiran stared straight at Jiang Deng and said with a firm tone: "You heard the conversation between my leader and Ying Fuming before, right?"
"Well……"
Jiang Deng hesitated for a while. Should she say she didn't hear it, or did she hear it?
Seeing Jiang Deng like this, Murong Feiran didn't understand anything, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, I just heard it when I heard it. It just so happens that this leader has something to tell you."
Work?
She hated working the most, especially working for her enemies. She really wanted to stab her four apprentices to death with one sword!
However, when he thought about the huge gap in strength between the two of them, Jiang Deng had no choice but to bite the bullet and said in an impassioned tone: "Master, what do you want to tell me about? I will definitely go through fire and water, no matter what!"
"It doesn't need to be that troublesome..."
Murong Feiran looked at Jiang Deng and suddenly laughed softly. His eyes were so gentle that it was beyond words, "You don't have to do anything during this period. After the election of the saint in two months' time, it will be the day for my leader to retreat.
You come to protect this leader."
"yes."
Jiang Deng frowned. Although she couldn't tell what was wrong, she always felt that Murong Feiran looked at her in a strange way.
She had also been a master, and Murong Feiran's treatment of Ye Guyen was not like a master treating his apprentice, but more like...
Huh? Could it be what she thought?
Jiang Deng shuddered in his heart. In the past, Murong Feiran had bad intentions towards his master when he was a disciple, but now he has bad intentions towards his disciple when he is a master?
Tsk, Murong Feiran is simply a beast!
"Speaking of the election of the saint," the strange look in Murong Feiran's eyes disappeared, "You should have brought that furnace tripod with a pure yin spirit body from Taichu Sword Sect, right?"
Well……
Sorry, Feng Qing is already an emperor in the human world.
Although he wanted to reveal the truth, Jiang Deng still held back and nodded expressionlessly.
Murong Feiran had a satisfied smile on his face, "You will leave the main hall later and go to the Moon Viewing Hall in the west to find Si Mian and sign her name."
"yes."
Jiang Deng responded quickly and couldn't wait to turn around and leave.
"Wait." Murong Feiran's voice came from behind again.
Jiang Deng: "..." It's not over yet!
The Fourth Disciple of Emotion takes on a disciple just for fun!
Just when Jiang Deng was about to ask Murong Feiran if he had anything else to do, he didn't know when Murong Feiran suddenly came up behind her.
As soon as he turned around, the two people of similar height almost collided with each other. Jiang Deng was startled, but he resisted and did not step back.
"Master, Master, what are you doing?"
Murong Feiran smiled, and his handsome face suddenly gained a bit of enchantment, "Good disciple, where are you thinking? You and I are both men, what else can I do to you?"
Jiang Deng: "Haha..."
She really couldn't believe that Murong Feiran had such moral integrity.
"Then why are you so close, Master?"
"Of course..."
Murong Feiran slowly reached out and touched the two ropes in front of Jiang Deng's neck, "Your cloak is loose, I will tie it up for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he started to move his hands, and every move he made was extremely serious, as if he was not tying a cloak, but completing a handicraft.
For a moment, Jiang Deng felt like he was being targeted by a snake.
Strong discomfort surged into her heart, and she wanted to slap Murong Feiran away, but for the sake of the plan, she could only endure it and watched Murong Feiran finish tying his cloak.
"Master, can I go?"
"certainly."
Afraid that Murong Feiran would show up again and wait a moment, Jiang Deng immediately changed from walking to running and left the main hall in the blink of an eye, as if there was a savage beast behind him.
On the same spot, Murong Feiran stared at Jiang Deng as he left with a smile.
It wasn't until Jiang Deng completely disappeared from sight that the smile on his face gradually faded and he sighed.
"Hey, does this feel like having an apprentice?"
Murong Feiran murmured: "No wonder Master likes to accept disciples so much. It's a pity that such an obedient and good disciple is really reluctant to kill..."
The lingering tail note carries a strong murderous intent and drifts away in the wind...
the other side.
Jiang Deng ran all the way out before slowly stopping.
She couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on her arms, and thought to herself: I haven't seen him in a thousand years, and the fourth disciple is even more perverted!
I can't stand it, I must deal with him as soon as possible.
Just now the fourth disciple said that he will go into seclusion in two months? Let her go to protect the law?
Jiang Deng touched his chin and thought of the 10,000 human souls that his fourth disciple asked Ying Fuming to collect. Could it be that... he was planning to use the evil method in the "Secret Sutra of Paradise"?
Although that evil method is very powerful, it is also accompanied by very serious risks. The cultivator will have a period of time where his cultivation level will regress to the realm of transformation, and then rise to the realm of harmony again...
That was when the fourth disciple was at his weakest. If he wanted to kill him, he had to seize this opportunity!
Jiang Deng clenched his fists and made up his mind.
After making up his mind, Jiang Deng did not return to Wangxian Tower immediately, but turned a corner and headed towards the Moon Viewing Hall on the west side.
The fourth disciple asked her to go find Si Mian and sign up for the Saintess election?
Well, quickly sign up and go back to practice.
——
Inside the Moon Viewing Hall.
Bang!
The two Nascent Soul Realm guards who were originally responsible for guarding the main hall left Qiao Yue's body and left.
"ah!"
Looking at the miserable corpse on the ground, Ding Xiaocao couldn't help but scream, and she quickly ran into the house, "Sister Mian! Qiaoyue, Qiaoyue..."
Si Mian inside the house was worried about Qiao Yue. Hearing this, he walked out and saw the body on the ground.
"died?"
Si Mian looked a little dazed. Qiao Yue was still alive and kicking just an hour ago...
Seeing Si Mian so sad, Ding Xiaocao couldn't help but said angrily: "Sister Mian, don't be sad. You told her that it was best not to let her go to the leader, but she refused to listen and went to the leader. She died.
She deserves it!"
Si Mian sighed, "You can't say that. She doesn't know the stakes. The power shown by the leader blinded her eyes. She is also a pitiful person."
"Huh! What's so pitiful?"
Ding Xiaocao snorted coldly, "Do you really think that the leader will turn around for a certain woman? Dream on! How can these women be so naive and think that they will be the most special existence?"
"Xiaocao, you can't say this."
"Is there anything I can't say?"
Ding Xiaocao was indignant about this. Sister Mian had sacrificed so much to save the women in Baicaotang, but when had they ever appreciated it?
She was about to say something more, but when she saw the expression on Si Mian's face change, she realized something was wrong and quickly shut up.
Si Mian looked towards the door of the palace, "Who is there? Come out!"
Seeing that he had been discovered, Jiang Deng walked out slowly.
Looking at the two women in the courtyard, Jiang Deng seemed to feel a familiar aura from the leading woman in purple, and couldn't help but look at her twice.
Unexpectedly, Si Mian's brows furrowed even more tightly, "Senior Brother Ye came here late at night, why are you here?"