My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

I don’t know what kind of secret method Yuan Xia used on Qiao Qiao, and this secret method directly acts on her true spirit.

"What did you do to her! Nannan, look at Aunt Mu... Aunt Mu is here to save you."

Mu Shuyi's eyes were red with anger, and her graceful and beautiful face was distorted for a moment. She clenched her hands, and trickles of blood dripped from her palms to the ground. She was still unaware and stared at Jiang He.

But Jiang He's big hand had already grabbed Qiao Qiao's neck, so Mu Shuyi didn't dare to act rashly.

Immediately, the man smiled sinisterly:

"Madam, if you don't want Qiao Qiao to die, you'd better not act rashly, and don't call for cultivators in secret. Otherwise, before I die, I can take her with me. Although we both died, your precious daughter is much more miserable than me. After death, she will let the world see such an unbearable scene."

Finally, thinking of the immortal sect's longevity lamp, Jiang He continued to add,

"As you can see, your daughter is already in the form of a true spirit. I'm sure you also understand that I have a way to prevent the longevity lamp from gathering its true spirit. Let me remind Madam that if she dies, she will be truly dead."

"asshole!"

Mu Shuyi's heart was trembling, fearing that Jiang He would strangle Qiao Qiao's thin neck the next moment.

Her daughter is so small now, her thin neck seems to be broken if bent in Jiang He's hands.

The most important thing is, since Nannan has become like this, Jiang He must have used an extremely vicious secret method on her... Maybe her life was already in his hands.

She also put away the glimmer of hope that remained in her heart. It was indeed as Jiang He said, if the longevity lamp was still useful, her true spirit would have been taken back to the sect at the moment of Nannan's physical death, instead of being tortured here.

Mu Shuyi reluctantly withdrew her gaze from Qiao Qiao and looked at the man in front of her warily.

The man was tall and strong, wearing a T-shirt and shorts. His thin clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his muscular body.

The strong smell of sweat hit her face, shocking Mu Shuyi, the father of Yiling Yiqi Master.

She forced herself to cheer up, clutched her handkerchief, and asked with tears in her beautiful eyes:

"What do you want? As long as you let Nannan go, no matter what it is, the Qingyang Qiao family and the Mu family can satisfy you. But if you hurt her in the slightest, the Immortal Sect will make sure you have no way to heaven or earth!"

Looking at this beautiful woman with a round and graceful figure, who looked weak and timid, Jiang He suddenly laughed:

"I don't need the Qiao or Mu families to satisfy what I desire. I just need Madam to help me."

He picked up the little doll, and under Mu Shuyi's shocked and angry gaze, he kissed the doll's delicate lips with relish.

"Gulu gulu..."

The little doll's face turned red from holding back the money, and it flapped its arms and legs like a drowning rabbit.

"You said... all requests can be discussed, just let her go!"

Mu Shuyi no longer cared about what Jiang He would ask for. She was so anxious that she almost rushed forward to snatch Qiao Qiao away. But when she saw that the man's fingers pinching Qiao Qiao's neck only exerted a little force, causing the little doll to struggle weakly and painfully, Mu Shuyi finally stopped.

Jiang Hexian calmly placed a photo-taking stone.

Mu Shuyi was just a cultivator who had completed the foundation building stage. Her whole focus was on Qiao Qiao, so she failed to notice Jiang He's little movements.

After setting up the photo stone, Jiang He first used his spiritual sense to sense the effect of the photo stone.

Very good, it can record this small kitchen clearly.

Jiang He nodded with satisfaction and let go of the little doll's cherry lips.

"Wait, stop!"

Mu Shuyi's pupils trembled!

Thinking of this, Mu Shuyi hurriedly took out a lot of treasures from her storage ring, her soft voice was filled with tears:

"All of this, all of this is for you, just let Nannan go! If that's not enough, I swear to the devil in my heart that when I return to the Immortal Sect, I will use all the strength of the Qiao and Mu families to do everything possible to satisfy you!"

As expected of her, she was the eldest daughter of the Mu family in the past and now the mistress of the Qiao family. She has quite a few treasures.

Although he has only reached the Foundation Establishment stage, every treasure in the storage ring is a good thing that can make Jindan Zhenren rush to fight.

"Huh? What is this?"

Among all the treasures, Jiang He suddenly found a little girl in white. He smiled playfully and said,

"Could it be that Madam still wants to give me the underwear?"

"you……"

Mu Shuyi really wanted to call him a lecher, but she had to bow her head under someone else's eaves.

She explained in a low voice, filled with shame and indignation:

"This is the little dress I sewed for my daughter..."

Jiang He released a ray of spiritual power, which hooked towards the treasures under Mu Shuyi's nervous gaze.

The beautiful woman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If the man was willing to take these treasures, it meant that everything could still be negotiated.

But when she was still thinking about what treasure to exchange for her daughter, she was shocked to find that the man's spiritual power avoided all the treasures and actually picked up Su Baiyi and brought him back to Jiang He's hands.

Jiang He pinched Xiaoyi and nodded with a smile:

"Yes, it is indeed my little doll's clothes. Madam can't wear this little dress."

He looked up and down Mu Shuyi's delicate body with an undisguised, fiery gaze.

Mu Shuyi's figure was even more impressive, and what was rare was that there was no sagging at all, which made Jiang He more and more satisfied the more he looked at her.

bah bah bah!

Jiang He quickly calmed down. All he wanted was to be able to use these cultivators from the Demon-Slaying Palace, nothing else.

Lust is like a sword hanging over your head. If you really touch Mu Shuyi, there will be no room for maneuver afterwards.

Mu Shuyi hugged her arms uncomfortably, avoiding the man's gaze. She was panicking. She seemed to have thought of something extremely bad, and she almost trembled as she said:

"What do you want?"

"Whoohoo-"

Jiang He looked helpless.

"Ma'am, I am helpless too."

"Don't even think about it!"

Mu Shuyi screamed almost subconsciously, her face changing from gloomy to bright, and her beautiful eyes showed both despair and pain.

She laughed bitterly:

"At worst, we'll both perish together! After I kill you, I'll cut my own throat and go accompany my daughter!"

Jiang He was surprised by the strong character of the beautiful woman.

It seems that she is really deeply in love with Qiao Qiao, and she is even willing to commit suicide to accompany Qiao Qiao in her burial, but this does not mean that she can use Qiao Qiao to do whatever she wants to Mu Shuyi.

In her eyes, a woman's chastity and the interests of the immortal sect are far more important than personal life.

But Jiang He was not discouraged. As the saying goes, water drips through a stone, and the Great Wall was destroyed by an ant hole. Wasn't Feng Yi's will firm?

Just take it one step at a time... People's psychological defenses will always be pushed again and again and eventually sink.

Jiang He said seriously:

"Madam, what are you thinking? I am of low status, how dare I touch your body? I can handle it myself."

Mu Shuyi's momentum, which had just been raised, suddenly fell after hearing Jiang He's words. Her rosy little mouth opened slightly in a cute way, and her eyes subconsciously glanced at Jiang He, then quickly retracted as if she had been stabbed.

"But how can I do it empty-handed?"

Jiang He weighed the white dress in his hands, crumpled it into a ball, carefully stroking every inch of it, and then tore off some of the fabric without leaving a trace, and then threw it to Mu Shuyi.

"Then would you mind if Madam could put on the dress that you personally made for your daughter, so that I can see it?"

The beautiful woman took the plain white shirt that the man had just rubbed, her beautiful face flushed. The shirt still had the warmth of the man's big hand. She clenched the shirt tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Don't even think about it..."

Jiang He pretended to pinch the little doll's neck and said regretfully:

"Why did Madam refuse? You won't be honest with me."

"Well--"

Qiao Qiao, who had been drowsy, finally became somewhat sober. She could feel a big hand on her neck, like a cold poisonous snake, sliding over her blood vessels.

Before Qiao Qiao could get scared, she saw a beautiful woman who looked so bright and beautiful that she was out of place in this shabby kitchen:

“Aunt Mu!!”

Hearing Qiao Qiao's call, Mu Shuyi's beautiful eyes were filled with tears: "Don't be afraid, Nannan, Aunt Mu is here!"

"Auntie Mu, please save me, woo woo--"

Qiao Qiao cried bitterly and waved her little hand towards Mu Shuyi, but her hand was not held by Aunt Mu, but was gently held by Jiang He. The man looked at the frightened little doll and said softly:

"Little doll, what should we do? Your Aunt Mu doesn't seem to want to save you. She is not willing to accept the conditions proposed."

"Impossible...impossible!"

Aunt Mu loves her so much, how could she not want to save herself?

Qiao Qiao looked at Mu Shuyi hopefully and said anxiously:

"Aunt Mu, Nannan knows that Aunt Mu loves Nannan the most. No matter what he wants, just agree to it, okay? Woo woo woo, I don't want to be tortured by him anymore."

As she spoke, tears flowed down her pretty little face, which was so heartbreaking that Mu Shuyi couldn't help sobbing softly.

"Ma'am, what do you think?"

Jiang He also felt distressed and helped the little doll lick away her tears. Well, the little doll's tears were not salty. After all, she was no longer a normal body, so they tasted sweet when licked.

But it is still not as good as Minxin and Jiner. Minxin's body fluids are like fairy wine, extremely delicious, while Jiner's have a soft milky fragrance.

Jiang He felt a sudden headache. When had he ever tasted Jin'er?

But there was no time for him to continue thinking. Seeing Qiao Qiao's tears, Mu Shuyi's resolute heart had melted into mud. She sobbed and said, "Okay... I promise you."

Mu Shuyi waved her hand tentatively and lowered a large screen in the kitchen to block Jiang He's sight. She bit her lower lip and looked at Jiang He with hesitation.

Jiang He knew that warm water can only boil a frog, so he nodded gently: "Madam, I am not a pervert, you can change clothes behind the screen, it's okay."

Mu Shuyi felt an inexplicable surge of gratitude when she heard this. She folded her hands over her stomach and bowed slightly: "Thank you..."

After hearing this, Jiang He felt strange. She should thank him, right?

It was only then that Qiao Qiao realized something was wrong. She grabbed Jiang He's thumb and turned around to look at him:

"What are you going to do? Why are you changing clothes... No, absolutely not!"

Yes!

She had long known that this man was the world's number one pervert and sex maniac.

Aunt Mu was a beauty of extraordinary beauty. She was not very old, and she had made great progress in cultivation. Now she looked as young and beautiful as an ordinary girl in her twenties. How could Jiang He not have evil thoughts when he saw her?

"You mean you don't want to be rescued?" Jiang He looked at the girl in surprise.

Qiao Qiao really hesitated, her eyes were tangled, and then she said firmly:

"How can a devil like you keep your promise? I can't let Aunt Mu sacrifice herself to save me!"

Jiang He burst out laughing. This girl was really selfish. The premise of her words was that Jiang He could keep his promise.

If Jiang He could really keep his promise, perhaps... she would even beg Mu Yi to sacrifice herself to feed the tiger for him.

"Okay... okay."

Mu Shuyi pinched the corner of her clothes and slowly walked out from behind the screen in shame and anger.

The plain white dress could not cover her large white and tender jade skin, and the surging fluid could not be restrained and was about to burst out.

Qiao Qiao was surprised. She saw the words "Good Girl" embroidered on the corner of the clothes. Every time Aunt Mu sewed clothes for her, she would always embroider these two words for her.

Even though she resisted these two shameful words many times, Aunt Mu would always stare at her blankly with her beautiful eyes full of emotion: "But you... are Aunt Mu's good daughter."

Every time that happened, Qiao Qiao, who lost her mother at a young age, would always feel a touch of motherly love.

But now... Aunt Mu is wearing the underwear she sewed for her!

Qiao Qiao was struck by lightning. She couldn't help but look back at the muscular man behind her. A strong sense of taboo spread from the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly, an idea came to her.

If... Aunt Mu was also defiled, then my own shame would seem to be nothing?

Chapter 359 (6K) Yuan Xia: Master! ? ? ?

The little doll's expression was uncertain. Her eyes fell on the beautiful woman's worried face, and a hint of struggle appeared on her face.