Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

Chapter 2 Why Is There Killing Intent In The Eyes Of The Apprentice (Begging For Flowers)

After a stick of incense.

Zhang Qifan took Ye Hongluan back to the Five Fingers Peak of Qingyunzong.

He looked at the beautiful girl in front of him.

Zhang Qifan always felt that something was wrong.

Immediately opened the eyes of truth, and looked at Ye Hongluan again.

“The body of the lore sword heart. A natural genius of swordsmanship. Cultivating swordsmanship, a thousand miles a day, the appearance of a sword fairy!”

That’s right, this rich golden talent is almost blinding people’s eyes, right?

Yes, eyes!

There seemed to be something wrong with those eyes.

Why is it full of hatred?

Could it be that you haven’t come out of the scene of the slaughter village just now?

Well, definitely so.

The girl is only 28 years old, and it is normal to have some hindsight.

Besides, hatred is a good thing.

Hatred is also a powerful motivator.

How much you hate now, how strong you will be in the future.

Such people must be very hardworking.

Zhang Qifan’s apprenticeship has three main elements.

Born with a waste body, suffering great hatred and deep hatred, and his appearance is 100%.

Ye Hongluan has already accounted for two, which is very good.

Looking so seductive, in the future, I will pinch my feet, bring a little tea, and warm a little…

Whoops, way off!

Zhang Qifan shook his head slightly, then used the gentlest voice.

He said softly, “Be stronger, and when you get stronger, you can protect the people you want to protect!”

“Um.”

Ye Hongluan replied plainly.

Zhang Qifan was slightly embarrassed.

Um?

Just this time?

Obviously a lot of words have been prepared.

I want to stimulate your fighting spirit and practice hard.

Why are you so bland?

What part went wrong?

In the room, the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Zhang Qifan and Ye Hongluan stared at each other, but neither of them spoke.

The only difference was the awkwardness in Zhang Qifan’s eyes that was hard to hide.

On the other hand, Ye Hongluan’s eyes were calm and filled with hatred.

After a stalemate.

Zhang Qifan continued, “Since you have already agreed to be my apprentice. Then, let me introduce you.”

“This is Qingyunzong.”

“I am the third elder of Qingyunzong, the master of Wuzhifeng, and your master, Zhang Qifan.”

“From now on, you will be a disciple of my Qingyun Sect!”

Ye Hongluan did not change her face, and said lightly, “Okay.”

Another word.

This made Zhang Qifan feel powerless again.

Could it be that this apprentice of yours is really this kind of cold-hearted?

“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The Dao bell of Qingyunzong suddenly rang.

Only when something big happens.

The bell will be tolled.

After hearing the Dao Bell, every disciple of Qingyun Sect must rush to the Great Hall as soon as possible.

Make no mistake!

Those who cannot be recalled, interrupt the Spiritual Roots, cut off the Cultivation Base, and banish the Qingyunzong forever!

Five times in a row, it seems that this time is really big!

Zhang Qifan’s eyes widened.

Then he said to Ye Hongluan, “I have something to do for my teacher, so don’t run around here now, take a good rest.”

After saying that, open the door and leave.

But suddenly I remembered something important.

Zhang Qifan turned his head and said, “Oh, by the way, if you are bored, you can look at the swordsmanship and put it on the table.”

The voice has not yet fallen.

Zhang Qifan turned into a golden light and flew into the sky.

Watching him leave.

Ye Hongluan frowned slightly.

Although it is exactly the same as the previous encounter.

However, Master seems to have changed a person.

In the last life, the Master did not speak so stubbornly.

Looking at own’s eyes, it is always a look of aloofness.

Even talking to himself is like giving alms.

But now, how did it suddenly become like this.

Ye Hongluan shook her head slightly, then opened the cabinet by the window very naturally.

I took out the fairy tea from the second drawer, and after brewing it, I started drinking it slowly.

Such a skilled look.

Seems to be quite familiar here.

That’s right, in the last life, Ye Hongluan lived in this house for a hundred years.

Well, it still tastes like this.

The immortal tea of ​​Qingyunzong is worthy of the mellow fragrance that is unique in the world.

Ye Hongluan closed her eyes and reminisced about the fragrance of the tea, and at the same time she closed her eyes and reminisced about her previous life.

One hundred years after the previous life.

Ye Hongluan has become the sixth realm, a powerhouse.

Because of the physique of the lore sword heart.

Known as the most talented and invincible female sword fairy in mainland China.

For a hundred years, Ye Hongluan was grateful to Master Zhang Qifan for his life-saving grace.

He spared no effort to secret realm three times to capture the heaven-defying Lingbao for Zhang Qifan.

Desperately promote it to the fifth realm supernatural power period.

But what Ye Hongluan didn’t expect was.

That year, the Blood Devil sect dispatched two powerhouses from the Transcend Tribulation period of the seventh realm to ambush Ye Hongluan.

After three days of bloody fighting.

Ye Hongluan beheaded two Blood Devil Sect Transcend Tribulation powerhouses.

He also fell into the stage of being seriously injured and dying.

When Ye Hongluan fell to the ground and saw Master Zhang Qifan flying towards him.

His eyes were filled with the joy of rebirth.

Also, the love hidden in the heart.

But what Ye Hongluan never thought of.

Zhang Qifan after reaching her side.

The first thing she did was to pierce her bear chamber with a fairy sword.

“Such a perfect sword heart, it’s really a waste to use it on you.”

“You never know, the teacher has been thinking about this sword heart for a hundred years.”

“Thanks to the Blood Devil Sect this time, otherwise, I don’t know how long I’ll have to wait.”

This sentence was the last sound Ye Hongluan heard when he closed his eyes.

At the moment before death!

Ye Hongluan finally understood that there is nothing more grief than death.

The master who once admired so much, in the end, was just thinking about his own sword heart.

What a ridiculous and sad thing this is.

Two lines of clear tears slowly slid across Ye Hongluan’s perfect cheeks.

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