My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

"Cuckoo..."

The five-colored peacock shook its head anxiously at Feng Susu, but eventually gave up struggling dejectedly.

"Hmm? I didn't expect you to listen to Susu so much."

This was beyond Jiang Yuanxia's expectations. She thought it would take some more effort.

But when he thought of Feng Susu's current identity, he understood a little.

No matter whether it was the five-colored peacock or the other spiritual birds present, since they could sense the call of Feng Susu's blood and came from afar to protect her, it was natural that they were inseparable from the Phoenix from the depths of their blood and were its most loyal subjects.

I'm afraid Feng Susu didn't realize that the Phoenix inheritance also influenced her. If it were Feng Susu who had not accepted the inheritance, she would definitely not dare to have such a close attitude towards such a mysterious and powerful spirit bird.

Jiang Yuanxia temporarily subdued the five-colored peacock in the Nascent Soul Realm without any effort. He then looked straight at the blonde girl, whose appearance was even more outstanding than the previous one, especially the glittering lines between her eyebrows, which added a bit of dignity to the girl.

Her smile had a hint of meaning:

"No wonder Master likes Su Su so much. If that's the case, Yuan Xia also wants Su Su to stay with Master for the rest of her life."

“Eh—eh?”

Feng Susu's eyes widened, her fair face suddenly turned red, she pinched her fingers and whispered,

"Jiang He...Did Jiang He tell you everything?"

"Well, Master said that you are our only Master's Wife."

The Master’s expression at that time is still vivid in my mind.

Jiang Yuanxia couldn't explain her feelings at the moment, but fortunately, even the so-called master's wife couldn't take her master away from her.

Yeah... I shouldn't feel bad, why am I still so unwilling?

The peacock in his hand suddenly let out a shrill scream and kept struggling in Jiang Yuanxia's palm.

"Yuan Xia, what are you doing?"

Feng Susu anxiously watched the five-colored peacock scream miserably.

"How can I bear to see Master and his wife separated?"

The black-haired girl's eyes were bloodshot, and she said something incomprehensible. She stretched out a hand, with a black line wrapped around her index finger, and raised it towards Feng Susu.

"Master's Wife, can Yuan Xia... touch me? I:I~邻⒏伍０踹三⒍踹"

She would never bear to see her master sad.

Then... just cut off Feng Susu's head and place it beside Master's bed. In this way, Master can see his mistress every day.

A layer of darkness seemed to cover the black-haired girl's face. Amid the peacock's screams, she looked straight at Feng Susu and gestured with five fingers to Feng Susu to come over without any room for rejection.

"Gudong-"

So scared, so scared, so scared!

Feng Susu was almost scared to tears. How could Yuan Xia suddenly become so terrifying?

yes……

Yuan Xia is a ruthless killer, a perverted and crazy Son of Good Law, and his moods are extremely unpredictable.

Obviously I already knew it...

She heard her heart beating, and also heard Jiang Yuanxia say sadly:

“It turns out that even the master’s wife would be afraid of Yuan Xia, the demon witch…”

The girl's uncomfortable voice fell into Feng Susu's ears, and she instantly mustered up the courage:

"No! I'm not afraid of Yuan Xia at all!"

It will be alright...

The blonde girl's slender legs were shaking as she walked towards Jiang Yuanxia step by step with difficulty.

So cool——

The black-haired girl felt an indescribable joy in her heart.

She could have killed Feng Susu directly, but she insisted... she insisted that Feng Susu deliver her head to her personally, she insisted... she insisted that Feng Susu die because of the kindness in her heart.

Jiang Yuanxia knew that what he did was wrong.

But who made her want to snatch her master away?

"Woo..."

The blonde girl's steps softened and she fell to the ground. Her breathing became extremely difficult and she couldn't help but look up at the black-haired girl, her pupils suddenly froze.

very scary……

The black-haired girl was no longer as gentle and approachable as before. The whites of her eyes, which used to be soft and docile, were now bloodshot, much more terrifying than Min Xin's red eyes. However, her tone was different from her pitiful appearance:

"Susu, are you so afraid of me?"

"brush--"

As if sensing Feng Susu's fear, the spirit birds chirped in unison and whistled around the golden-haired girl who collapsed on the ground, and the Peng bird in the Nascent Soul stage had an even colder look in its eyes.

"All of you Ling! Meng% Shou+fa, step back... I can do it."

This must be Yuan Xia’s test of herself!

Is this really the case?

But the next moment, the rationality in her mind rejected that idea.

How could it be a test... Jiang Yuanxia really wanted to kill me.

Feng Susu hugged her injured arm in pain and staggered to her feet, but no matter how hard she tried, her strength seemed to be fading.

Suddenly, a soft white little hand appeared in my sight.

The blonde girl was startled for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw a little girl with an expressionless face.

"Jin...Jin'er?"

Feng Susu had lost track of how many times she had stuttered today. Compared to Yuan Xia's strange attitude, Jin'er's sudden appearance surprised her even more.

The extremely nervous blonde girl finally burst into tears the moment she saw Jin'er again.

"Wow...Jin'er, why are you here? Go back quickly, leave."

She couldn't help sobbing, grabbed the little hand, and got up from the ground.

Yuan Xia looked like she was possessed. How could Jin'er appear at this time...

Is it to... save yourself?

"I'm so clumsy, why...Jin'er would you come here..." the blonde girl murmured in confusion.

"Heh, stupid golden retriever—"

The cold little loli's lips curled up into a mocking smile.

How could she possibly be trying to save the stupid golden retriever?

Feng Susu's pupils trembled and slowly moved to Jin'er's other hand. In that clean and soft white little hand, there was a dagger, emitting a creepy cold light.

"Why……"

The blonde girl was instantly drenched in cold sweat, and a shadow far more terrifying than before gripped her heart tightly.

……

The eleventh day.

Jiang He carved another scratch on the wall in a daze. It was only a few days, but it was difficult for him to remember the passage of time.

Reason seems to be constantly disappearing.

I always feel like something is missing.

Gone is the little girl who would always look at him intently, one less silver-haired girl who would happily hug his arms, one less hardworking blonde girl.

Now, only Yuan Xia is still with him...

"crunch-"

The door was opened again. Yuan Xia seemed happier today than in the past few days. She had her hands behind her back and an expectant smile on her face:

"Master, Yuan Xia is here to see you? Today, I have a surprise for you. It's a super, super big surprise."

"Hmm? How come Master is getting lazier and lazier? He doesn't even drink tea anymore."

The black-haired girl pouted and carefully placed the things behind her on the table.

From Jiang He's perspective, he saw a vase covered by a black cloth. There seemed to be a round object inside. Faintly, a few strands of golden hair were playfully poking out from the bottom of the black cloth.

"Boom boom boom——"

My heart, which had been beating weakly since I moved into this room, suddenly started beating wildly.

He was held stiffly by the girl, his lips tightly pursed, and he refused to drink the tea the girl brought him.

"Master's will is stronger than Yuan Xia thought."

The black-haired girl's eyes sparkled with admiration.

"As expected of Yuan Xia's master, even though he can't speak, he can still resist spontaneously..."

"Yuan Xia, can you feed Master?"

Just as she put the cup to her lips, she hesitated, her hands trembled, and she said in frustration,

"It really doesn't work. Yuan Xia is so despicable and perverted... How can she be worthy of serving Master in such an intimate way..."

Jiang Yuanxia even suddenly felt that... it would be better for his master to be a little dirty.

Otherwise, she wouldn't even dare to serve her master in his most filthy places as she did before.

After all, she has done too many wrong things now...

"Uh--"

The man in the girl's arms suddenly trembled his fingers and pointed at the vase she brought.

The girl followed the direction the man pointed and smiled: "Master, are you looking forward to Yuan Xia's surprise? Then, as Master wishes, let me show you the gift that Yuan Xia and Jin'er have carefully prepared for you."

"But Master, please remember that it was Jin'er who did the hard work..."

Jiang Yuanxia was very excited and carefully leaned the man against the bed.

Well, the Master today is indeed no different from a puppet.

But as long as the master can stay by his side obediently, nothing else matters.

“Dangdangdang! Master, are you happy?”

The black-haired girl brought the vase and smiled mysteriously, mysteriously with a bit of neurosis. Under the man's fixed gaze, she deliberately paused for a moment, and then opened the vase without mercy.

In the man's pupils, a pair of amber-like dead eyes suddenly appeared, in which there was still despair, pain and... disbelief.

"Yuan Xia, how can I bear to see my master and his wife separated..."

The girl murmured softly.

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Don't worry, there's a reversal

Chapter 300 Min Xin, has the taste of Master!

Day 12.

Ever since that day when Su Su was sent to Master as a companion, Master's remaining willpower has further weakened.

It seems that this blonde girl unexpectedly occupies a considerable position in the Master's heart, otherwise the Master would not be so disheartened.

In the silent palace, black hair like ink smudged on the girl's shoulders. She had a quiet temperament, pure and gentle features, and a pair of tender feet only covered with white socks. She knelt behind the long table with her knees bent, carefully drawing the talisman stroke by stroke.

Opposite her was a pale, silver-haired girl with a stern expression.