My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

"My heart hurts so much when Master hugs me. It hurts so much, it really hurts so much"

Her eyes were filled with mist, her little face rested on his chest, and she kept murmuring:

"it hurts."

"Minxin, let go."

Jiang He's forehead was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out. He was not a traditional physical practitioner and had experienced countless pains of body training.

He just relied on the Xuanhuang Pearl to charge forward.

His ability to endure pain is far weaker than that of ordinary physical cultivators.

"Oh~"

Bai Minxin reluctantly let go of his hand and wiped away his tears with his little hands.

Bright red blood covered her cheeks.

She then realized it belatedly and said:

“Hey, this is.”

Bai Minxin looked at the two lumps of flesh on the palms of his hands in surprise and looked up.

There were two more flesh holes on the side of Master's waist, as if they were torn off alive.

"Master, I'm sorry. Master, please punish Minxin, like before, you can even use a whip to beat her."

She lowered her head as much as she could, as if she didn't want to look directly at it.

Her body kept shaking and big tears dripped from her face.

Even though he couldn't see Bai Minxin's expression clearly, Jiang He could guess that she was crying.

Whatever.

They have suffered more than I have.

Jiang He practiced the Rebirth Technique to continuously repair the flesh and blood there.

Pretending to be nonchalant, he said:

"It's okay. Min Xin has been awakening. It's normal that he can't control his power."

It really hurts.

The key point is still that position. Jiang He suspected that if he didn't remind her, his kidneys would be torn apart by her.

However, Minxin's physical condition is indeed getting stronger and stronger.

This person has at least a body at the Jindan stage. With such a fast cultivation speed, it is understandable that he cannot control his strength well.

"But, does Master feel any pain?"

Bai Minxin lowered her little head and said quietly.

".Of course it doesn't hurt anymore."

In order to reassure this troublesome second disciple, Jiang He said without changing his expression.

However, at this time.

He forgot a promise he had made.

“It’s good that it doesn’t hurt.”

Master will never lie to me

But if it doesn't hurt, you won't remember it.

But if Master doesn't feel any pain, can you tear his limbs apart and then put him on the cart?

Anyway, Master is not difficult to accept. This way, I won’t feel bad. I will take care of him in the future.

"Master, do you hate me?"

"Ask this kind of question again. Silly girl, of course I don't hate it."

"You don't hate it no matter what?"

"Well, what does that mean?"

"Then Master, dear"

Bai Minxin raised her little face. On her porcelain-white face, black lines spread like cracks, mixed with tears and blood.

Her eyes were clear and clean, like an innocent little deer, and she looked uneasy.

"All right."

do you mean this?

Jiang He kissed her cold little face, which smelled like rust.

This is my own blood

Jiang He is a weird person inside.

After he kissed her, Bai Minxin's mood calmed down a lot, and her body, which had been trembling all the time, also calmed down.

"Master, I'm sorry."

Bai Minxin held her heart gently and said apologetically.

Master, you definitely don’t want to lie on a cart for the rest of your life.

Even if I take care of him.

"Okay, okay, go to bed."

Jiang Erleng Xia Wu O Jiu 3 Liu (Jiu) He gently poked her white hair and performed a cleansing technique to wash the blood off her face.

"Um"

Bai Minxin responded happily, walked a few steps, turned back, and climbed onto the bed reluctantly.

Just when he was about to hold Jin'er and rest, Jiang He suddenly strode over.

He remembered that he had to meet Qiao Qiao tomorrow and should tell Jin'er something.

Besides, I missed her a lot even though we hadn't seen each other for a short time.

"Master, do you want to sleep together?"

Bai Minxin blinked his eyes and said happily.

"No, there are still some things I haven't explained to Jin'er. You go to sleep first, and I'll bring Jin'er back later. Hmm? Jin'er is asleep."

I don't know when Jin'er closed her eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.

After hearing his words, her long eyelashes suddenly trembled, and her dark pupils were half revealed.

Then he stretched out his hands towards Jiang He.

Jiang He smiled silently and picked her up.

As if exhausted, the warm little body leaned limply against him.

Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.

"Isn't it okay to say it here?"

"I'm afraid to bother you, but..."

Jin'er suddenly raised her little face quietly and pouted her lips slightly.

Jiang He immediately understood that she wanted to talk to them alone.

Just like before, I can only tell stories to her.

I feel guilty for treating this child so badly for so long, causing her to suffer for four years in Qingyang Immortal Sect.

He can still meet this small request.

"But let's chat alone for a while. I haven't had a private conversation with Jin'er for a long time."

Jiang He changed his mind, and walked out with Jin'er amid Bai Minxin's helpless response.

The thorn in my heart is ready to move.

Bai Minxin got out of bed quietly and picked up the two pieces of meat.

Carefully use spiritual power to freeze it into ice and store it.

If it's Jin'er, it doesn't matter, right?

Jin'er was originally the master's disciple, and the youngest one.

I should have been cared for by the Master.

Originally, originally, originally

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Chapter 126 Disease

There is a gentle breeze and bright moon on the roof of the inn.

Looking from a distance, you can see thousands of lights, which looks quite lively.

Only thanks to his excellent hearing, Jiang He could occasionally hear shrill screams.

Maybe it was some monk venting his desires.

However, for the vast majority of mortals, they can only let it go, bury their heads in their own lives, and wait for the day when misfortune will befall them.

Revolt?

How can mortals resist monks? The differences between the two in lifespan, physique, and other aspects are so great that it is as if they are not the same species.

"Jin'er, give this book to her tomorrow, and then you don't have to say anything, just give it to Master."

Jiang He held the little girl in his arms and squeezed her little hand.

She curled up her fingers, her little hands were warm and soft.

Jiang He slowly straightened her fingers and then placed them on his palm.

The warmth coming from her palm seemed to flow into her heart.

Jiang He sighed comfortably, but saw Jin'er gently shaking her head.

"what happened?"

Even though Jiang He knew Jin'er very well, he could sometimes tell what she was thinking behind her little actions.

But that doesn't mean Jiang He can read Jin'er's mind and know everything she's thinking.

She frowned slightly, shook her head firmly, and said in a baby voice:

"In no mood."

Don't you want to see Qiao Qiao?

That should be the case. Jiang He couldn't imagine how much psychological trauma Qiao Qiao had left on Jin'er.

He couldn't believe that there could be a child who could be so cruel. Even "Lao Jiang He" had never used sword energy to cut a person into pieces and then used top-level healing magic weapons to make her suffer such torture all the time.

I dare not imagine how much torment Jiner is feeling behind her silence.

Jiang He could even understand why Jin'er would become such a cruel demon in the future.

But now, he was extremely grateful.

After being tortured by Qiao Qiao again, Jin'er has not become a madman like the original text, who only knows how to kill people and take pills.

"If you don't want to see her, then don't see her. Master will find a way to prevent her from suspecting anything and give it to her himself."

Jiang He felt a pang of pain in his heart, especially when he noticed that Jin'er's gaze seemed to be fixed on his face and never left.

This child trusted him so much, but he couldn't avenge her immediately.

She shook her head again and silently opened and closed her lower lip: