My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

One of them avoided him, and the other tricked the immovable ape away and ran away to an unknown place.

Wait, what about the ape?

Could it be that it has been eaten by Fengyi?

It was not until this moment that Jiang He suddenly remembered the existence of this little monkey.

Chapter 142 Not a Dog

Fengyi had seen this kind of palace in the sky.

The true disciple of Taizhentian, named Kaiyang, had such a palace.

He was the most gullible person she had ever seen, easily excited or angry.

The facial features are asymmetrical, the nose and ears are very large, and the eyeballs are protruding.

Fengyi felt that he had problems with his intelligence, but such a person was able to become Tai Zhentian's true disciple.

Wherever he went, he would take his palace with him.

These high-ranking members of the demonic cult all seem to like carrying a palace with them.

I don't know if it's to show off his identity or if there's some unknown secret inside.

The palace of the Holy Son of the Hall of Good Law was built with some kind of black divine iron.

There are exquisite patterns engraved on its surface, and a faint glow flows through it.

Divided into two floors, the palace is far smaller than the Kaiyang Palace.

On the lintel of the lower main entrance are simply engraved two large characters "Shan Fa", highlighting the identity of the owner of the palace.

Fengyi stared blankly for a while, then she realized that the disciple who brought her was looking at her expressionlessly, so she nodded quickly, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and followed the disciple to continue walking in.

There were beautiful female disciples all around. In such a large Shanfa Hall, there was not a single man.

There was no man at all, just as the rumors said. Could it be that the Son of Good Law also liked to stick to each other? Otherwise, why would he kill all the men in the temple?

Feng Yi was somewhat expectant and had already started thinking about how to deceive Jiang Yuanxia.

Um. Yuanxia, ​​Master hasn't seen you for so long, can we sleep together?

"Hey hey hey"

Fengyi almost laughed out loud, but she tried hard to hold back her laughter. She laughed wildly in her heart, but her face remained indifferent, trying her best to imitate Jiang He's expression.

But when she, a "middle-aged man", walked in, countless green eyes swept towards her.

Fengyi, who likes women and is also a woman, felt numb all over and dared not stay any longer.

These looks were too blatant, revealing malicious intent without any disguise. It was not simply a desire to practice dual cultivation with her, but a desire to tear her bones and tendons apart, and suck her marrow out of her.

The disciple beside her noticed Feng Yi's discomfort and said to comfort her:

"Master Jiang, you don't have to care about these disciples. You are the Saint's master, even if it was in the past. But these people dare not do anything to you without the Saint's permission."

"what?"

A bad feeling came to Feng Yi's mind. There was something wrong with what this disciple said.

She couldn't help scratching her head and said with a silly smile:

"Will the Son allow it?"

The disciple smiled silently and did not respond.

"You will never allow it, will you?"

Feng Yi swallowed quietly. She stared at the disciple anxiously, trying to catch some clues from his face, but the latter just twitched his mouth and smiled politely without commenting:

"I am too talkative. After seeing the Holy Son, everything will be decided."

Later on the way deeper into the palace, the disciple said nothing, but often looked at Feng Yi with a thoughtful look.

Feng Yi was also disturbed by his words and eyes and wanted to escape, but the matter was done and she had no way back after entering the Shanfa Hall.

In fact, if she had to retreat, she could still rely on her kitchen knife to escape.

But now that I'm here, I might as well give it a try first.

Fengyi is firm in her belief. She calls herself the most loyal supporter of the Holy Son of Good Law. How could she give up so easily?

Damn ape.

Aren’t they said to have a deep bond as master and disciple?

She used a secret method to trick the ape into speaking.

Knowing that Kang Ha and Kang Won Ha have a close relationship and that the two haven't seen each other in four years means that the two wouldn't be too familiar with each other now.

Feng Yi has always believed that the timid will die of starvation, while the bold will die of gluttony. It just so happened that the Son of Good Law has always been her idol, so she took a risky move and wanted to use Jiang He's image to have in-depth contact with the Son of Good Law.

By the way, let’s steal some treasures.

No matter what, Jiang He is also the master of the Holy Son of Shanfa, so he has to take care of him more or less, right?

But now after arriving at the Shanfa Hall, Feng Yi could tell from the expressions of these disciples that in their minds, the relationship between the Holy Son of Shanfa and Jiang He was definitely not good.

Otherwise there wouldn't be such an impolite look.

They are unscrupulous demons, but not unscrupulous fools. How could they be so rude to their immediate superior's master?

This means that what the ape said was wrong.

Along the way, Feng Yi noticed that there were human skins hanging everywhere, with flesh and blood still on them.

It made her heart tingle, and the closer she got to the palace, the clearer the screams coming from inside became.

Even though she had seen many scenes, this was her first time to go deep into the Demonic Cult.

Her hands began to tremble imperceptibly.

A drop of blood and ink splashed onto the talisman. The talisman embodied the soul, and when it failed to be drawn, it made an extremely miserable cry, and then it became silent, turning into a dim black gas and drifting away.

Jiang Yuanxia stared at his shaking hands in a daze.

Master, are you here to find me again?

The Shen Gan Sect advocates the breeding of Gu, and the saints compete with each other.

After the Holy Son of Yuehua openly revealed his whereabouts, she did not continue to hide her tracks.

In addition, she was surrounded by people from the Qingyang Immortal Sect, so she deliberately stood in the open.

But it was not as high-profile as the one done by Saint Yuehua. She didn’t expect that her master would come to her so soon.

She wasn't ready yet.

What should I do?

Jiang Yuanxia couldn't help but recall the night when he was whipped by his master.

She never imagined that she would have such a fetish.

The fear and pain brought by her Master made her heart beat wildly, offsetting the pleasure of relief brought by all distracting thoughts. Even now, her heart still beats when she recalls it.

My mind was full of messy thoughts, making me feel like a headless fly, not knowing how to deal with my master.

It is hard to say what kind of view I have towards my master now. Is it a master-disciple relationship? Or a pathological dependence on the "master"? Or is it love?

However, there are none of these messy emotions.

The relationship between Jiang He and her is not like that of an ordinary master and disciple. Where does the master-disciple relationship come from?

As for love, it is even more nonsense.

Not only did she not love him, but she was extremely disgusted and terrified by his body.

He is not himself, which makes this feeling extremely complicated.

She was even more unwilling to admit that she was just like what the Snake Master said, like a dog that had been abused for a long time, who would wag its tail and beg for mercy at the slightest kindness, and would bark happily when being gently touched on the head.

Jiang Yuanxia repeatedly thought that she should not and could not have any feelings for him.

But now he is all in my mind, and he is also at the peak of my desire.

Even if Lao Jiang He was really dead, how could his tortured and broken heart recover so easily?

If he were him, that would be great.

But why isn't he him?

She spent the longest time with Lao Jianghe.

I witnessed with my own eyes that Lao Jianghe was becoming more and more perverted and crazy.

But the occasional tenderness that appeared was exactly the same as Jiang He's later.

Those tender moments, amidst the long period of abuse, were so unique and soothing.

Jiang Yuanxia memorized even the subtle expressions on his face at that time, and they would reappear in her dreams from time to time. How could she not tell the difference between old Jiang He and Jiang He?

This was also the reason why she was determined to take revenge. She never thought that Jiang He was possessed by another spirit.

but

He had never been so good to them for so long, so sincerely, and even didn't care about his own safety, even if he had to face the Wuya Sect, the Xuanming Sect, and even the Taizhentian and Shengan Sect.

There was never any thought of giving up on them.

At this time, her heart was a little shaken, but she just didn't want to admit it.

It was not until Jiang He's words before his "death" that her original idea was completely overturned.

Now that it has come to this, is it necessary for Jiang He to lie to himself?

Later, the Snake Venerable confirmed this, that Lao Jiang He and Jiang He were not the same person.

But she didn't think her judgment was completely wrong.

She originally thought that Jiang He, who later became a good person, was just pretending to be nice in order to continue to tease them.

But now she believes that Jiang He has been her master from the beginning to the end, and Jiang He and Old Jiang He just share the same body.

The two fought for control of the body until Lao Jianghe was completely gone.

This also explains why the former master’s apology was so sincere, allowing them to be deceived time and time again.

It can also explain why Master was as gentle in the past as he is now.

It’s just because the one who was controlling Master’s body at that time was the current Jiang He.

She became more and more certain of her idea. She read through countless books in the religion and found that it was not uncommon for one person to have two souls.

"So, I'm not a dog."

Jiang Yuanxia suddenly whispered silently.

The hairpin that once pierced his heart felt like it had pierced his own heart, causing a throbbing pain in his chest.

She frowned and crumpled the failed talisman into a ball in annoyance.

Thrown not far away.

The Snake Lord squatted aside, sticking out his tongue in a flattering manner and panting.

When he saw the paper ball, he ran over happily on all fours.

She handed it to Jiang Yuanxia with her mouth hanging in it. The moment she lowered her head, a hint of excitement flashed across her eyes imperceptibly.

"Son, Jiang He is here."

A maid outside the door knocked gently and reported to Jiang Yuanxia.

For a long time, there was silence and stillness inside.

The maid and Fengyi were waiting quietly outside, and could only hear someone breathing inside the door.

Fengyi pried open her ears slightly, and she could hear two panting sounds inside.

There was a very strange panting sound, as if there were two dogs panting continuously.

Feng Yi suppressed all the emotions in her heart, her face looked calm yet excited.

It's exactly the same as Jiang He.

Success or failure depends on today! She silently encouraged herself.