My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

Second, it’s more interesting with my junior sister here.

……

Accompanied by Yuan Xia, Jiang He came to the second floor of the palace.

The facilities on the second floor are much simpler and not as luxurious as one might imagine.

Just the layout is a bit weird.

In the very center, there is a bed as cold as jade.

But in reality it is not cold jade, but is made of top-grade spirit crystal.

There was no bedding. Jiang He touched it and found it hard and prickly. He didn't know how Yuan Xia could sleep like that.

But the spiritual energy is strong, refreshing and calming.

There are four rooms distributed around it. The doors of these four rooms are tall and solemn, and are all made of the same black magic iron used to make the palace.

It's like four walls surrounding this central area.

Very oppressive.

Jiang Yuanxia explained one by one: "These three rooms were added by me later to imprison people. There is also one for practicing weapons, refining talismans and other immortal arts."

Well.

Is this disciple of mine a little too bold?

Jiang He could probably guess that the Snake Master, Feng Yi, and the Immovable Ape were once imprisoned there.

Then Yuan Xia slept between the three of them?

How can I sleep like this? Besides, it doesn’t suit Yuan Xia’s personality.

Jiang Yuanxia clapped his hands lightly, and one of the tall black iron doors slowly moved to the sides.

It was like one of the four walls that began to separate and merge into the central area.

The room was filled with torture instruments, with an iron chain hanging in the middle.

Below it, there was a white spiritual cloud, holding up a petite blonde girl.

The girl's tone was completely different from the gloomy cell around her.

She looks delicate and cute, with fair and delicate skin and shining golden hair.

She was sleeping soundly at this moment, her limbs like an octopus, holding a wisp of spiritual cloud.

He kept mumbling inaudible words in his sleep.

And this girl is the long-lost Feng Yi.

This guy, he got himself into so much trouble, and now he is sleeping so soundly.

Jiang He felt a little itchy.

But after seeing the injuries on her body, I couldn't help but feel ashamed.

She was wearing the clean uniform of a Shanfa Hall disciple, and no damage to her body could be seen.

But from her swollen buttocks and the torture instruments around her, it can be seen that she suffered a lot of torture here.

Feng Yi came to Yuan Xia to do something for her.

Later, he was misunderstood by Yuan Xia and was beaten like this.

Jiang Yuanxia also saw her swollen buttocks and was at a loss:

"Ah, what's going on."

She used a bone-scraping whip, focusing on the pain of the victim while minimizing physical changes.

It shouldn't swell up like a ball.

Although she did particularly like spanking Fengyi's butt.

Because Master used to like spanking.

For example, when Jin'er was still lively, he would often beat her until she cried, and then watch with interest as Jin'er stubbornly followed him even though she could not walk steadily due to the pain.

He quickened his pace with a malicious intent, making the little girl so anxious that she burst into tears. Regardless of her own injuries, she gritted her teeth and followed him with her short legs, causing her wounds to continue to burst and she tortured herself.

Another example is myself.

Jiang Yuanxia's breathing suddenly became heavier and her heart beat violently.

She couldn't help but grab Jiang He's sleeve, making Jiang He look at her in confusion.

The black-haired girl smiled unnaturally and said, "Master, Yuan Xia is feeling a little unwell, let Yuan Xia catch him for a while."

"Well, is it already injured to this extent?"

Jiang He gently supported her shoulders, and the girl's body trembled slightly.

It didn't seem so serious before.

Yuan Xia had always been trying hard not to worry herself, but now, she seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and showed such a fragile look.

The black-haired girl secretly glanced at the profile of the man next to her, and seemed to see again the dark face that once had a playful smile on it.

He enjoyed tweaking her body and humiliating her.

He often ignored her pleas.

She who protected her junior sister and was admired by her junior sister,

In front of her junior sister, he lifted her up by the neck and pressed her on her legs without letting her struggle.

Beat until flesh and blood burst and liquid spurted out.

One moment he was protecting his junior sister like a hen protecting her chicks, and the next moment he was unconscious and begging for mercy in a self-deprecating manner.

For example, she can only bark "woof woof", and for another example, she can call Master by the name that she finds difficult to express in her normal life.

so.

When the Snake Master called her a dog, she was extremely resistant and disgusted.

She is not a dog.

In the past, she was only confused and resentful, but now, Jiang Yuanxia understands.

This is just Master's way of expressing his love for me.

Otherwise, why would I let her call me daddy?

Isn't this just treating yourself as a beloved daughter?

And the master, the teacher is originally the master of the disciple, it is only natural.

Although Master had indeed gone a little too far in the past, he was a twin soul at that time, and the evil spirit interfered with Master, causing him to go a little too far.

But Lu Ling, why is the master not the master?

In this way, Yuan Xia cannot be too harsh on her master.

The black-haired girl could barely suppress the desire bubbling in her heart, but she could never do what she did four years ago again.

Guilt and respect for the Master forced me to suppress this desire.

Her eyes turned bloodshot unconsciously, and she had no choice but to follow the example of her Second Junior Sister and lower her eyelids so as not to let her Master see anything.

"Yuan Xia, how are you?"

Jiang He became anxious, thinking that his disciple was too slow.

She was already injured like this, but he still took her to see Feng Yi and didn't even tell her how he would cooperate with her in healing.

Now my legs are unsteady and I am starting to tremble.

"Yuan Xia is in so much pain, Master, please carry me back to bed." The black-haired girl begged.

Jiang He picked up her frail body without hesitation.

The black-haired girl imitated her junior sister and buried her face gently in Jiang He's chest.

Ah

Such a familiar smell.

It makes people tremble, fear, and calm.

Much stronger and more real than the smell of the talisman pen.

Chapter 212 Yuan Xia puts on a blindfold

Jiang Yuanxia suddenly felt like a thief.

While Minxin was not paying attention, he quietly stole the things she cared about.

A heavy sense of guilt weighs on my heart.

But she felt unusually happy.

The breath of her master gradually made the blood red in her eyes disappear.

After she regained consciousness, the corners of her lips raised in an exaggerated manner.

Who made himself so humble?

She is not just wasting her reputation, she is truly the Holy Son of Goodness.

He is on the same level as the vicious and cruel Yuehua Saint who has a hobby of forcing his relatives to eat themselves, and is even better than him.

With her perfect foundation-building cultivation, she dared to come to the territory of Yuehua Palace and provoke the Yuehua Saint Son who was in the Jindan stage after the protector Snake Venerable was deposed.

It also made the Holy Son Yuehua very fearful and he dared not act rashly.

However, in the eyes of my master, I still seem to be that obedient disciple.

Fortunately, she discovered her master in advance and stopped her plan in advance.

Otherwise, the master would know who he really is.

Jiang He placed the trembling girl on the cold bed.

A faint spiritual light bloomed on the cold bed, flowing into her body like a trickle of water.

This cold bed is indeed not an ordinary thing.

Jiang He, who was standing next to him, also benefited a lot, and his spiritual energy was faintly surging.

Especially the soul, which felt as if it had been poured with a bucket of cold water, and its mind was completely calm.

Yuan Xia's weak body regained some vitality. She stretched out her little hand, pulled Jiang He's sleeve and begged:

"Master, sit on the bed."

Hmm, are you using your internal energy to heal your wounds?

There have been similar scenes in previous film and television works.

A person sat behind the injured person, transferring spiritual energy to her to assist her in practicing the exercises.

Jiang He nodded, sat behind Yuan Xia, and followed her example, placing his hands behind her back:

"Is that so?"

"No. Haha, hahahahaha"

Jiang Yuanxia chuckled. The girl's laughter was as clear as a silver bell and was cute and lovely.

Jiang He felt a little embarrassed and thought he had made a fool of himself.

But when the silver bell rang endlessly, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

His eldest disciple chuckled at first.

This laughter seemed to have ignited a fuse, and she couldn't help but laugh softly.

The black-haired girl's thin shoulders shook constantly as she laughed.

The torture instruments in the other half of the space made rattling sounds without any wind.

It brought a bloody smell that was not sure whether it was from Feng Yi or someone else.