My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

She sighed softly: "Just think of it as atonement for the wrong things I did in the past."

Jiang Yuanxia fell silent. A certain obsession in his heart was like a bowstring that broke, causing his heart to ache.

This obsession was not to make Jiang He beg for mercy or torture Jiang He. She knew clearly in her heart that if Jiang He was really one body with two souls, the sins of the past could not be attributed to the present Jiang He.

She shouldn't have troubled Jiang He.

Although it is precisely because she knows this fact in her heart that her desire becomes even greater. She wants to trample on her conscience and torture herself and others.

But desire is desire, and reason is reason.

Her obsession was not to torture Jiang He.

So what is this obsession?

"Then kneel down."

Jiang Yuanxia bit her lip and released the ghost wheel that was holding Fengyi.

"Didn't you like me to kneel the most before?"

Master, you won't kneel down to me

She looked at Fengyi with implicit expectation, but unexpectedly Fengyi knelt down neatly with his forehead touching the ground, with a sincere expression.

“Don’t kneel!”

Feng Yi shrank her neck, stood up tremblingly, and kept complaining in her heart: Didn't you ask me to kneel? Why don't you let me kneel again?

It was as if something in his heart collapsed. He saw Feng Yi simply kneel down and even kowtow.

Jiang Yuanxia's face turned pale.

Just like the scene five years ago.

That day was her birthday.

The master was gentle for once and gave her a white dress, saying it was a birthday present. It was probably a birthday present.

And this white dress was also owned by her mother before.

One time when I was accompanying Jiang He out, my eyes were accidentally glued to this white dress in the clothing store.

She looked at the skirt very carefully, fearing that her master would discover it.

But she never expected that her master actually saw it and even remembered it and gave her this gift on her birthday.

Even though she knew what a pervert her master was, she still felt secretly delighted in her heart. If she had found a treasure, she would even sleep with the skirt in her arms.

I had a wild idea that Master was getting better.

At that time, she was still a young girl in her prime.

She had only ever been in contact with one man, her master, and on the night of her birthday, she dreamed of some embarrassing things about her master.

The next day, Master's expression was very complicated, and she didn't understand.

But he suddenly gave her some money and asked her to leave with her two junior sisters.

The funny thing is that she actually felt a little reluctant at that time.

But she quickly suppressed this reluctance, put on the white dress given to her by her master, and quickly fled with her two junior sisters.

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This was still his trick to play tricks on them. He would let them go and then catch them again after a short while.

His expression was more furious than ever before, and there was even murderous intent that had never appeared before.

Min Xin was still stubborn and wanted to talk back to him. Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Yuanxia quickly pulled Min Xin back and tried to reason with his master.

Of course, no matter whether Master is in a state of rage or not, it is useless to reason with him.

As she expected, the master began to abuse her again.

She endured the abuse alone, and her body was already the weakest because she had been giving food to her two junior sisters for a long time.

Moreover, this time the abuse was far more cruel than before and far exceeded the ability of his body to endure.

Unable to bear the beating, he became incontinent.

She still remembered vividly the look of disgust on her master's face at that time.

And after that.

The master ignored her pleas, tore off her white dress stained with blood and water, and forced the two junior sisters to watch.

Even the stubborn Min Xin was so scared that she could hardly stand at this moment.

For fear of further angering Jiang He and causing him to abuse her again, Min Xin did not dare to say much. She took Jin Er to listen to his words, looking at her with trembling eyes, not daring to deviate in any way.

Even though she tried her best to restrain herself, she became more and more unable to control herself and lost control again under the gaze of her junior sister.

She was powerless to resist and was held by him like a child.

His expression was so disgusting that she almost felt ashamed.

From then on, she was no longer the elder sister who gently protected them and taught them to read and write, but just a girl as lowly as dust.

If she is asked to kneel, she will kneel; if she is asked to beg for mercy, she will beg for mercy.

She gave up resisting and trying to escape, threw away all her inner dignity, fawned on him, and used every means to please him, just to reduce the torture for the three of them.

What collapsed before was my dignity, what is collapsing now?

Jiang Yuanxia covered her head with her hands, her expression painful. Even the man's face in her sight became blurred. After a while, she murmured:

"Wait. Bring Minxin and Jiner to see me."

"Then can I, Master, leave now?"

Feng Yi said cautiously. Staying next to Jiang Yuanxia, ​​she felt a chill on her back and the air seemed to be twisted.

But the belief in my heart is even stronger.

She had to trick the girl into bed and play with her hard.

The more challenging it is, the more she wants to do it.

"Walk"

Jiang Yuanxia suddenly raised her eyes, looked around the gloomy palace, and pursed her lips:

"You go."

Her expression was hesitant, indicating that she was reluctant.

Why would she be reluctant to treat Jiang He like this?

What a strange person! Fengyi felt a little confused.

But now that things have finally developed to the next stage, Fengyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Nana said:

"Then Master has left. Yuan Xia can stay here peacefully and live a good life."

Jiang Yuanxia's lips curled up bitterly:

"I'm here, I'm doing fine Master, don't worry."

Really sick

Why do you sound a little weak now?

Fengyi couldn't figure it out, nor did she want to figure it out, and there was no need to figure it out.

Let Jiang He deal with these things.

It doesn't matter to her.

But how can I trick Jiang He away?

Feng Yi seemed to be thinking about something. She took advantage of Jiang Yuanxia's painful expression and pulled her hair randomly when he wasn't paying attention to her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and memorized Jiang Yuanxia's appearance in her mind.

I don’t know what Jiang He is thinking.

When he met Jiang He with Fudomon before, the eagerness on his face when talking about Jiang Yuanxia was unmistakable.

But why does he want to see this crazy disciple who has bad intentions towards him so much?

But this makes it easier for her to act. I'm afraid even Jiang He himself doesn't really understand Jiang Yuanxia.

It was easy for her to disguise herself as Jiang Yuanxia and deceive Jiang He.

It was the right time, the right place, and the right people. Feng Yi secretly rejoiced.

Jiang Yuanxia fell into paranoia and was also easily deceived by her.

When they left, the human skins hanging everywhere had disappeared, and even the bloodstains on the ground had been cleaned up.

The disciples on the road looked respectful, without any weird looks anymore.

The servants were neat and tidy, gentle and refined, without the ulterior motives they had before.

Compared to the previous eerie devil's cave, this place now looks more like a righteous sect.

It seems that Jiang Yuanxia also wanted to make a good impression on Jiang He, so he specifically instructed his disciples to tidy it up.

It's just that she came too suddenly and Jiang Yuanxia didn't have time to make any arrangements. In addition, she was in a complicated state of mind and didn't know how to face Jiang He, which resulted in her not considering the arrangements, which led to her seeing the previous scene.

Feng Yi suspected that if she had informed Jiang Yuanxia in advance, it would mean that Jiang He would be here soon.

After she came to this palace, she should not be able to see any traces of the demon sect.

Feng Yi looked back at the palace floating in the air, her eyes showing disdain, and she murmured in a low voice:

"A devil is a devil, a madman is a madman, why are you pretending?"

Suddenly, the air became completely silent.

Even the faint wind stopped blowing, and everything was silent.

Her lips were dry, so she quickly quickened her pace and left this dangerous place.

Only after she completely left the branch hall of Shanfa Hall did she let out a long sigh of relief.

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It shouldn't be possible. If they heard it, how could they allow me to leave like this?

Fengyi began to regret her careless words. Every time she was out of a high-pressure environment, she always liked to vent her stress by talking nonsense.

Especially after she opened up her Yang Qi to the point of vomiting blood, she enjoyed it even more.

However, Jiang Yuanxia had no intention of getting angry with her. What she just said came from her heart.

Feng Yi really felt that this so-called Son of Good Dharma was very pretentious. He was originally a well-known devil in the Divine Sense Religion. What was the point of putting on this act for her master to see?

Even Feng Yi, an outsider, doesn’t care what bad things Jiang Yuanxia did, so could it be that her master still cares?

Besides, Jiang He had already massacred an entire city, so he had no right to care about these things.

I'm afraid it's only Jiang Yuanxia who cares about it. A look of enlightenment flashed across Feng Yi's eyes.

The fireworks in the night sky bloomed more frequently, and the county town became lively again. Jiang He knew that this might be the last carnival.

In the future, the county town will be littered with dead bones and it will be hard to find human traces.

"Shall I go too?"

Feng Susu blinked faster and she lowered her head, looked at her toes and asked hesitantly.

Jiang He was busy changing Jin'er's socks and replied casually:

"Of course, come with us to celebrate the festival. By the way, buy some things and decorate the yard. Life should always have a sense of ritual, right?"

In the past, he felt that there was no need for a sense of ritual in celebrating festivals, but now that he has a lot of people around him, he has started to care about these things again.

Well. Even if I don’t care, my disciples must care.

Jiang He took off Jiner's calf socks. There was a lot of sweat on them after walking all day.

She suddenly pursed her lips and looked at him expectantly.

Jiang He gently pinched Jin'er's calf and said with a smile: