My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

But in Jiang He's eyes, she was still very thin.

He wished that all three of his disciples would be plump and white. Even though Jin'er's face was a little chubby after refining so many rare treasures, she was still a little thin in his eyes.

Jiang He stroked her black hair distressedly:

"You are already the Holy Son of the Moon Spirit Palace, and you eat delicacies every day, but why are you still so thin? Let Master take a look at your face."

The girl's body seemed to stiffen, and she stubbornly continued to hide her little face in his arms.

Jiang He gently grabbed her shoulders and pulled her out of his arms with a little force.

She lowered her head, her temples still stained with Jiang He's blood.

"Don't be afraid."

Jiang He held his breath, pinched her chin, and slowly lifted her little face.

"What??"

Jiang He exclaimed in disbelief.

The features on this face were cold and stern, the lips were dry and pale, and a pair of sword-like eyebrows revealed a cold murderous intent.

This person's face turned out to be Tianji's face!

She seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and crying but not crying.

The corners of his lips were raised so high that they almost reached his ears.

His face was stained with blood mixed with tears, and his chin was stained with minced meat.

This minced meat was definitely not from Jiang He's body. Although Jiang He's injuries were so severe that his internal organs were exposed, with the repair of the Tuotai Jue, at most there would be blood seeping out, and no minced meat would be produced.

The girl swallowed something inexplicable, and suddenly reached out and easily grasped Jiang He's heart.

She couldn't help laughing, her voice was unclear:

"Hehe, Jiang He, you are so stupid."

"Uh"

The slender and white five fingers slowly clasped over Jiang He's heart.

Let the beating heart slow down its beating speed.

It brings an extremely depressing feeling.

Jiang He didn't dare to make any move. Even if the Xuanhuang Pearl exploded, he would not be able to escape from her hands in time.

"What are you going to do?"

what's going on.

Whether it was her physical reaction, the facial outline revealed under the curtain earlier, or Xiaohe's reaction.

Without exception, it is clear that this person is Jiang Yuanxia.

Jiang He was very sure that Yuan Xia was a congenital soul fetus and was slightly different from ordinary people. As someone who had accompanied Yuan Xia since childhood, he could easily notice the difference in Yuan Xia.

"What do I want to do? I want revenge."

Jiang Yuanxia clenched his palms tightly, and severe pain attacked from his heart. Jiang He almost thought his heart was going to burst.

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn't help but scream.

The scream made Jiang Yuanxia stunned.

She loosened her fingers subconsciously and said coldly:

"I didn't expect you to scream. I didn't want to do anything, but why did you force me?"

Jiang He remained silent, just like when the hairpin pierced his heart, and he didn't know what to do.

Yuan Xia, it's normal for you to attack yourself.

Although I don't know why she wants to transform into Tianji.

Jiang Yuanxia ignored the silent Jiang He, stretched out his slender index finger, and gently poked Jiang He's internal organs.

When I heard Jiang He's groan, my breathing became heavier.

Is this the scene I have been dreaming about?

She couldn't help but start to torture him, hearing her master's voice grow weaker and weaker.

but

After the initial stimulation that blinded the brain wore off, all that was left was dullness.

There is also unspeakable pain.

It shouldn't be like this

It must not be enough.

With tears streaming down her face and trembling hands, Jiang Yuanxia took out the bone-scraping whip from her storage ring.

It was covered with sharp barbs and had traces of dried blood on it.

Jiang He was very familiar with this whip. He used to hang it beside the bed and play with it all the time, and whip it at any time.

Later, it was lost when the house was built, but unexpectedly it was kept by Jiang Yuanxia.

It turned out that she hated herself from the beginning to the end.

One of her hands was still firmly holding Jiang He's heart, while the other hand was obsessively touching the bone-scraping whip.

"It's a pity that I can't hang you up."

Jiang Yuanxia murmured to herself, and she said more and more frantically:

"Not only you, but also your two apprentices, Minxin and Jiner. I will not let them go."

These words were like a wake-up call, waking Jiang He from his dazed state.

He could never have imagined that Yuan Xia would want to take action against Jin'er and Minxin.

Torturing himself was understandable, and he accepted it willingly, as if it were atonement.

However, if Yuanxia attacked them, how could they fight against Jiang Yuanxia who was in charge of the Shanfa Hall in their current state?

"Are you crazy?"

Jiang He asked in disbelief.

"Their senior sister is Jiang Yuanxia, ​​the current Holy Son of the Good Law Hall. Do you, Tai Zhentian, want to go to war with the Divine Sense Sect?"

He did not point out Jiang Yuanxia's identity.

Perhaps, if I pretend that I don’t know that she is Yuan Xia, then I can pretend that this incident never happened.

But how could she say such a thing?

Even if he got the Sea Hell Nightmare, the Sea Hell Nightmare would never create emotions out of nothing.

Besides, Yuan Xia is the Holy Son of the Hall of Good Law. How could she not know about the Sea Prison Nightmare that even Liu Wan knew about?

What on earth did Yuan Xia go through in the Shanfa Hall during these four years that even her junior sister, who was as close as a sister to her, didn't care about it.

The suppressed emotions can't stop rolling.

"So what? I dared to attack her, the master she had been thinking about day and night, so what can Junior Sister do?"

Her words made Jiang He confused, and then her words made Jiang He think:

"Haha, so stupid. Your disciple Bai Minxin ran back to see you secretly. Now she is in my hands. Guess what she will face?"

Jiang Yuanxia stared at Jiang He, trying to see pain or something else from his expression.

"enough!"

Jiang He said in a low voice, his face ferocious.

With one thought of hatred, a million barriers are opened.

He didn't care that Jiang Yuanxia's hand was still squeezing his heart, and suddenly pinched her neck.

To Jiang He's surprise, Jiang Yuanxia remained indifferent to his actions and allowed him to strangle her neck.

The crazy smile on her face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a look of panic. She quickly lowered her eyes, and her eyebrows, which should have been full of heroic spirit, were now tightly knitted in a pitiful way.

"Are you crazy, Dad?"

Jiang He said angrily, but he kept a trace of clarity and did not completely lose face:

"How could you attack Min Xin? Don't you know how much suffering Min Xin endured alone for the sake of the Son of Good Law and Jin'er?"

"But aren't you the source of all this pain?"

Jiang Yuanxia's face turned red from being pinched, and she opened her mouth to refute with difficulty.

As she spoke, she quietly loosened her hand that was pinching Jiang He's heart, and held Jiang He's wrist with both hands, trying to resist his strength.

The words of the Snake Master were still ringing in her ears. This Jiang He was not the old Jiang He.

But even so, she would put all the blame on him!

The more helpless Jiang He was, the happier she was.

Now being pinched by Jiang He, it was like returning to the days when he was beaten by his master.

Extreme fear occupied her entire mind, preventing anything else from lingering for a moment, including the desire to abuse others.

A completely different kind of pleasure from abusing others washed over my body.

And this kind of pleasure is just pure pleasure, as if it is a liberation.

There is no inner condemnation, and no need to worry about hurting the people you care about.

but

The master's grip suddenly loosened, and his face twisted in pain.

She suddenly felt empty inside.

Jiang Yuanxia smiled lightly and said with unclear meaning:

"Are you scared? Wait, the Bone Scraping Whip is a second-level top-grade magic weapon. Guess whose disciple it will hit?"

As she expected, Master's expression turned cold again.

Watching Jiang He effortlessly take the bone-scraping whip from her body, she swallowed the blood foam in fear, not daring to look directly at him, and gently closed her eyes.

What to do at this time?

Did Asassin destroy the whip?

"I am Taizhen, the father of the Qi family, and the master of the Yitian Zhen Chuan Tianji. You can't hit me."

He hesitated to move, and the girl suddenly spoke incoherently.

Yuan Xia, what does she want?

Jiang He picked up the bone-scraping whip. The familiar feel of it made his heart beat faster.

"brush!"

“It hurts.”

The glaring whip marks appeared on her beautiful figure, and her body suddenly trembled.

"brush!"

"I was wrong."

A long-lost plea for mercy came out of her mouth, and she begged pitifully.

Jiang He still couldn't bear to continue. Although he deliberately stopped, he didn't expect Yuan Xia to cry so miserably.

The girl's face was flushed, she was crying and begging for mercy without being conscious.

As if it were once.

Jiang Yuanxia opened his eyes in a daze. His injuries were far more serious than his own, and most of them were aggravated by himself.

She turned her face away: