The apprentice always wants to commit the following

As the distance between the two shortened, Mu Xinglan finally saw the woman clearly through the rain curtain.

The woman's body has a murderous air, her black long hair is scattered behind her, and the red dress is embroidered with fiery red silk thread into a flame-shaped pattern, which is lifelike.As the woman walked, those flame patterns seemed to be burning on the clothes, and these flames combined to outline the shape of a blooming red lotus.

The woman looked like a karmic red lotus blooming in the Shura sea.

She raised her head from under the red umbrella, her blood-jade eyes were extremely beautiful, and the light in her eyes was full of amorous feelings, and on her smooth and white forehead, there was a flame in the shape of a lotus flower blooming.

The flaming red lotus on the woman's forehead is different from the plum blossom flower tint that Mu Xinglan put on her forehead, it seems to be naturally generated.

The combination of these things made her look coquettish and weird.

If Mu Xinglan is like a plum blooming in the cold, cold and proud, then this woman is the red lotus karma burning in the sea of ​​blood, so hot that it seems to burn everything.

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Mu Xinglan stopped in her tracks.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella in her white hand, the sound of rain, wind, and the sudden voice of the woman in front of her was still in her ears.

"Ah Jin still likes Master's own appearance." The voice was lazily deceptive.

"It turns out that Master Mozun still recognizes me as a master."

When Mu Xinglan opened her mouth, she spoke sarcastic words.

The person standing in front of Mu Xinglan was none other than her first disciple who became a demon 600 years ago.

Rong Jinyue sent people to follow her, she already had a feeling of anger in her heart, and now she met the Lord, she naturally wanted to vent it.

In fact, according to Mu Xinglan's cold temperament, she didn't care about changing someone else, but this person was Rong Jinyue, the apprentice she raised.

And from this point of view, the reason why Mu Xinglan did this was because she still cared about this apprentice in her heart.

Rong Jinyue laughed when she heard Mu Xinglan's words.

"Master, what did you say? Naturally, in the hearts of the disciples, you are the master."

As Rong Jinyue spoke, she took a few steps closer to Mu Xinglan.

As she approached, Mu Xinglan felt the murderous aura on Rong Jinyue's body became more and more obvious.

Thinking about coming to her these years, many people's blood was stained on her hands, but she didn't hide it.

Mu Xinglan looked at her coldly.

Rong Jinyue smiled brighter and brighter.

She was born to be good-looking, but the way she dresses up now is quite different from that back then.Even Mu Xinglan had to admit that Rong Jinyue's current appearance was very suitable for her.

"Since you still regard me as your master, then what's the point of sending someone to follow me?" Mu Xinglan didn't like to beat around the bush, so she pointed it out directly.

"Well..." Rong Jinyue paused for a moment, then suddenly threw away the red umbrella in her hand, and a bloody blue spiritual power surged out in her other hand, and her powerful fist straightened Hit Mu Xinglan's abdomen.

Mu Xinglan didn't expect Rong Jinyue to attack suddenly, but Rong Jinyue's movements were fast, and Mu Xinglan's evasive movements were faster. This was because of the huge gap in cultivation between the two.

Mu Xinglan was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and after realizing it, he quickly took a few steps back, and then he was floating in the air.

The female cultivator at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, with ice in her eyes, looked down at Rong Jinyue who stood still and looked up at her without making another move after the blow was missed.

Before Mu Xinglan had time to do other actions, Rong Jinyue directly tore apart the space and disappeared.

Want to escape?

Mu Xinglan's eyes became even colder.

We also have to see if we can escape from her.

She said that if necessary, she would clean up the door herself.

Rong Jinyue called her Master, but just now she has murderous intentions towards her. I am afraid that many of the things she has done in these years have buried her conscience.

That's right, with her current late-stage cultivation base, she can sit in the position of the Demon Lord, and the lives in her hands, needless to say, will not be less.

In fact, when Mu Xinglan was a disciple, she killed quite a few monks, but the ones she killed were all evildoers who also harbored ill intentions towards her.

Mu Xinglan was not alone, killing innocent people indiscriminately, but if it happened to her and endangered her own life, she would not show mercy. ______________________________________________________________________________________

The woman in red was tiptoeing on the leaves of the big emerald green tree, and the rain was falling along the leaves, and her figure swept forward like a ghost.

The female cultivator in plain clothes followed closely behind, and every time she tried to catch her, she "luckily" escaped.

Mu Xinglan frowned. There was so much difference in cultivation between her and Rong Jinyue, she failed to catch her once or twice, and it could be said that she did it on purpose, so she let Rong Jinyue escape, but now the two of them After "chasing after me" for a long time, she still couldn't catch Rong Jinyue, so it was unreasonable.

Rong Jinyue's movements were strangely tight.

The downpour had already turned into a drizzle, falling like silk.

Rong Jinyue looked back at Mu Xinglan, and said provocatively: "Master's cultivation has already reached the middle stage of the tribulation, why can't you catch me?"

As soon as Rong Jinyue said these words, she could clearly feel that the surrounding air instantly became icy cold.

Master, I'm finally getting serious.

The woman in red had an inexplicable smile on her lips.

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"If you're just trying to annoy me, you don't have to do it, Ajin." Mu Xinglan stopped on the top of a big tree, looking at Rong Jinyue who also stopped with frost in his eyes, coldly road.

Before Mu Xinglan caught her, he still didn't try his best because of the past master-student relationship, but now, he really wants to make a real move.

The well-behaved and obedient disciple in the memory disappeared after all.

She should have figured it out long ago.

Now, standing in front of her, Mu Xinglan, is the enchanting but ruthless Demon Lord described in the novel, who killed the previous Demon Lord in the later stage of Transcending Tribulation 600 years ago with his cultivation level in the out-of-body stage.

But before, she underestimated Rong Jinyue too much.

Even if Rong Jinyue relied on some external help to successfully kill the other party, but if she didn't have some real skills, the magic cultivator in the tribulation stage would not be so easy to kill.

Furthermore, Wu Dao has always respected martial arts, even if Rong Jinyue has Mengqing's support, she doesn't have the cultivation ability to deter those people, and she can't hold that position securely.

And Rong Jinyue's murderous aura can only be possessed by those who have been fighting bloody battles all year round.

In the blink of an eye, the female cultivator in a plain dress returned to her original appearance. The plum blossoms on her forehead were as bright as blood, and the Su Hanqin behind her was in front of her in an instant. Inside the cloth bag.

The body of the piano, which is crystal clear and carved with intricate patterns, emits a faint blue light, and even the strings of the piano also have a faint blue color.

White and slender fingers were placed on the strings.

Originally there were still birds and beasts singing in the forest, but now under the coercion of the Transcending Tribulation Period, it was eerily quiet.

It seemed that even the sound of the wind had stopped.

Only the drizzle is still falling.

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"I didn't expect that Master would want to use Su Hanqin to deal with A Jin directly." Rong Jinyue was stunned when she heard Mu Xinglan still call herself "A Jin".

Then--

Rong Jinyue was still smiling, facing Mu Xinglan's strong coercion, she was not affected in the slightest and moved freely.

"Master, do you want to guess, what is A Jin's current cultivation level? Do you wonder why A Jin can still do nothing under your pressure?"

As if seeing the doubts in Mu Xinglan's heart, Rong Jinyue said.

Even so, Rong Jinyue's heart sank gradually. If she really made a move, she would naturally be unable to beat Mu Xinglan.

The kung fu practiced by the previous Mozun has a very deadly gate of fate.With the memory of the previous life, it was naturally much easier for Rong Jinyue to kill the demon king, and with the high-grade magic weapon left by Xiao Qinghe, it was even easier than in the previous life.

Rong Jinyue can now act naturally under Mu Xinglan's pressure, thanks to one of the magic weapons left by Xiao Qinghe.

Over the years, she has also been very curious about Xiao Qinghe's identity.

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Although Rong Jinyue's purpose was to make Mu Xinglan angry so that she could continue her plan to test Mu Xinglan, but when Mu Xinglan really wanted to kill her, she felt very uncomfortable. .

Then, it got even crazier.

If she can't have a master in this life, then she will die in the hands of the master today, so what?

In the blood-jade eyes, there was a hint of paranoia and madness.

600 years ago, Rong Jinyue thought that all she had to do was look at Mu Xinglan, but since that light kiss, things have gradually gotten out of control, and her mind is heading towards an unpredictable future.

However, after Mu Xinglan was seriously injured and retreated, Rong Jinyue understood the pain of 600 years of lovesickness.

If she wanted to bury this intention forever in the depths of her heart that could not be seen, she could only look at the master from a distance, always on the side of the righteous way, always aloof.

She can't.

Let her never have the slightest interaction with her again, then she would rather hold Master by hand and fall into the world of darkness together.

But, how could she be willing to hurt her?Let her bear the crime of colluding with the devil?

However, she doesn't want it either, and she will never have any intersection with Master again in this life.

Therefore, let Rong Jinyue bear all the infamy...Anyway, she has already become a ruthless "Demon Venerable" who has an unstable heart, betrayed her teacher, and is ruthless.

Mu Xinglan didn't answer Rong Jinyue, and plucked the strings lightly with her fingers, but there was no sound.

However, Rong Jinyue clearly felt that a powerful force was coming towards her.

This is Master's natal magic weapon...killing people invisible.Although it attacked with sound waves, there was no sound.

Rong Jinyue raised her red lips lightly, and she stood on the tiptoes of the leaves, showing no sign of dodging.

She even opened her hands, and her wide red sleeves danced lightly because of her movements.

Like a red butterfly.

Rong Jinyue laughed wantonly, and then closed her eyes.

The next moment, she was pushed away from the spot by a gentle thrust.

Then, she fell into a warm embrace with the cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

The smile on the corners of the lips of the woman in red got bigger and bigger.

She won the bet.

"I knew that Master would not be so unfeeling to A Jin."

Mu Xinglan heard the person in his arms say so.

Then, Mu Xinglan, who had a premonition that something was wrong, had not had time to push Rong Jinyue out of his arms, only to feel a sharp pain in his abdomen, which quickly spread to his whole body.

Mu Xinglan lowered his head, only to see Rong Jinyue's clenched hand, with a bit of bloody blue spiritual power, hitting his abdomen.

I don't know what kind of method Rong Jinyue used, but with her cultivation base, she felt unbearable pain, and even her eyes turned black.

The last thing Mu Xinglan saw before he fell into a coma was Rong Jinyue's blood-jade eyes, and the madness in them.

The female cultivator in red hugged the unconscious Mu Xinglan.

The black hair of the two danced and entangled in the wind.

"Go back to the palace." Looking in a certain direction, Rong Jinyue said in a cold voice, then took the person in her arms, tore apart the space, and disappeared in place.

A dark guard in black appeared from nowhere and disappeared right after Rong Jinyue.

The author has something to say: Thank you very much for your understanding ovo

Xing Lan is soft-spoken towards A Jin, but now A Jin is a lunatic, a capital lunatic and paranoid, with a very different personality from before.