My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

Fengyi has been cheating for so long, but she has never made such a great sacrifice.

Jiang He took out the God-Imprisoning Rope again and grabbed Feng Yi's two white wrists. As soon as she touched it, she knew that this God-Imprisoning Rope could imprison people's spiritual power.

However, her kitchen knife was connected through her soul, so she could use it even when she was just a four or five-year-old girl.

She did not resist and obediently allowed Jiang He to tie her up and hang her under the eaves of the bamboo house.

Feng Yi's size is getting smaller and smaller, almost as big as Feng Susu.

Jiang He knew that under the strong mental shock, Feng Yi's disguise would soon become ineffective without her realizing it.

"Master, can we not stay here and go inside the house?"

Feng Yi's face turned red. They were outside the county town. Although the formation had not been discovered by anyone, with the current flow of people in the county town, a mortal might suddenly pass by nearby.

Most of the mortals in the mountains and forests are hunters and herbalists, and most of them are men.

She didn't want to be seen in this state by the opposite sex.

Jiang He made a quick investigation and found that there were indeed some mortals nearby.

But everything was under his control and he wouldn't come here suddenly. However, he didn't intend to explain to Feng Yi. He smiled coldly and picked up the whip, pretending to hit her.

Feng Yi's body trembled with fear, and she closed her eyes tightly. After a while, she opened her eyes hesitantly: "Master, this is not going to happen...ah!"

Her mind went blank, and she frantically kicked her thin legs in the air, tears streaming down her face. "I don't want it anymore, Master, please forgive me. I don't want it anymore."

"OK then"

Jiang He's words stopped Feng Yi from hiding in the kitchen knife again. She sniffed, and snot bubbles and tears came out together, which made Jiang He feel extremely disgusted.

Feng Yi opened her red and swollen eyes, and her voice became weak:

"Then Master, please put me down."

"Before Yuan Xia, I said no, but I wanted it deep down."

Jiang He said softly, and Feng Yi's heart suddenly tightened. She didn't want to pretend to be Yuan Xia anymore. Whatever happened to Jiang Yuan Xia was none of her business!

But then Jiang He added: "But seeing that Yuan Xia is not in good condition today, Master can only hit her twice more, okay? Otherwise, Master will go back, okay?"

Two more whips

Fengyi's delicate body now seemed to be torn in two by that whip. If she were to experience two more whips, she felt that she would faint from the pain.

Moreover, the place where Jiang He whipped her seemed to intentionally cover her lower abdomen.

But she wants revenge!

How could she seek revenge if she hadn't tricked Jiang He into the Qiankun Shifting Array?

Just two lashes, just two lashes.

Feng Yi encouraged herself in her heart, licked her bloodless lips, and smiled uglier than crying: "Okay."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the delicate body hanging under the eaves suddenly hunched up like a shrimp.

The white dress was torn, revealing her spring light, and her long straight black hair gradually turned golden.

Feng Yi, unable to bear the blow, had transformed back to her original form.

Exactly the same as Feng Susu, the girl who would squint her eyes comfortably when she was touched on the head, and who tried hard to suppress the joy on her face when she was praised by her.

Bubbles of snot appeared in her small and delicate nose, her starry eyes were rolled up, and her pearly teeth had bitten her tender lips until they bled.

Especially after it turned back to its original petite form, it hung on the eaves and swayed like a sunny doll.

And a whip.

Feng Yi's consciousness was cloudy, and she kept repeating in her mind.

If you can bear one more whip, I can take revenge.

He avenged Jiang He and then the demon cultivator.

Damn Jiang He, damn the demon cultivator.

No matter what, we must persevere, not only for hatred, but also for the people of Dajin.

But it hurts so much, it hurts so much, I miss mom so much.

I really can't fight against the Shengan Sect alone, and I can't rebuild the Great Jin

Fengyi's faith was crushed by these two whips. Her eyes were dim and her body, which had been struggling like a dying fish, gradually calmed down.

Hanging upright under the eaves.

"Mom, save me."

Feng Susu's whispers reached Jiang He's ears, and his violent and wanton consciousness suddenly froze.

He had long anticipated Feng Susu's current reaction. After all, she had underestimated the bone-scraping whip that Jiang Yuanxia had specially customized for her.

The two whips directly destroyed her consciousness, and she could not control herself and enter the Soul-Shattering Sword.

If he whipped her again, Feng Yi would probably be killed by him again.

Maybe he would be beaten into a fool.

just

In the original text, Feng Yi is actually a rare upright person.

She also has her dark spots, such as liking to pretend to be the object of girls' affection and get close to them.

But it was limited to just clinging to each other and simply sleeping in each other's arms all night.

There is no doubt that he is a flower thief, but compared with other people, this black spot is nothing.

Carrying the responsibility of protecting the Jin treasury and restoring the country, he resolutely returned to his country even if he could have entered the Qingyang Immortal Sect.

He killed Feng Yan and others in order to rebuild the Great Jin and save it from disaster.

But she was no match for the Shen Gan Sect, and in the end, she still turned it into an elixir.

But she had already made up her mind to die and had anticipated this outcome.

On weekdays, he enjoys cheating people and wandering around the devil's world, obtaining resources for cultivation or distributing them to ordinary people and independent practitioners.

When Lin Chi was being hunted and in poverty, she gave him many resources because he was irreconcilable with the evil ways, and their friendship was established.

but

This person had ill intentions towards him, and Jiang He had no intention of letting her go easily.

It's just that he still wanted to force her to tell him about her relationship with Yuan Xia, and he didn't intend to beat her into a fool.

I didn't stop myself just now and almost beat her to death, resulting in a waste of all this time.

Jiang He swung the bone-scraping whip to shake off the blood.

Sporadic blood spots splattered on the face.

He put away the bone-scraping whip. Just two lashes were enough to beat Feng Yi like this. How could Yuan Xia, with her haggard body at that time, have endured it?

In other words, how chaotic was Yuan Xia's heart that he had to use such cruel physical pain to suppress it.

At that time, he didn't know how many times he whipped Yuan Xia, and she also begged for mercy like Feng Yi.

But he always used Tianji's tone, and she didn't resist. Jiang He thought Yuan Xia did it on purpose.

Now seeing Feng Yi's performance, he finally understood the pain Yuan Xia had gone through at that time.

"No more beatings. There's still one more whip. Forget it."

Jiang He untied the delicate girl from the eaves. Her body kept twitching and she kept crying for her mother.

How disgusting.

Jiang He frowned and wiped the snot from her face.

The girl's skin was the same as Feng Susu's, extremely delicate and white to the point of being transparent.

Now not only does the skin look like boiled shrimp, but the body also looks like a shrimp.

Her abdomen was Jiang He's main target, so it's no wonder she was in this shape.

However, Feng Yi in this state has a kind of morbid beauty.

Jiang He showed no mercy to her. He pinched her chin and kissed her hard.

The girl's murmur was suddenly blocked. She had been taught well by Jiang He, and her teeth parted subconsciously.

But after a moment, Fengyi was suffocated and couldn't breathe. Under the threat of death, her bound hands pushed against his chest desperately.

"Jiang He. Master"

Fengyi gasped and regained consciousness.

Seeing Jiang He so close, his pupils shrank subconsciously, and he kicked the ground, trying to escape.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang He touched her head. She did not rub it trustingly like Feng Susu did. Instead, she kept swallowing nervously. She avoided Jiang He's gaze:

“Very comfortable.”

"There's another whip?"

What a joke!

Feng Yi's body was shaking like a sieve. If she was whipped again, she would probably be even more stupid than Feng Susu.

it hurts

But, it’s the last whip.

Her internal organs were all twisted and painful.

But Fengyi's expression changed and she became conflicted.

Jiang He sighed: "How can I bear to hit you when you are in so much pain?"

Fengyi breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of gratitude suddenly emerged in her heart.

Jiang He is not that perverted.

I don’t know if it’s because of this idea or something else.

Fengyi suddenly felt that Jiang He's chest became broader and could hold her completely in it. She inexplicably felt a sense of security.

Jiang He turned Feng Yi over like a doll and hugged her from behind.

She seemed not to have noticed that she had returned to her original appearance, nor that he had begun to stop calling himself Master.

In a trance, Jiang He felt as if he had become "Old Jiang He".

He quickly killed this idea. Next, he didn't intend to beat Feng Yi into a fool, just like Jin Er.

Pooh.

What is he thinking, Jin'er, Jin'er is different from him.

Jiang He suddenly felt a little nauseous, as if he had accidentally tasted Feng Yi's snot while kissing her.

But he was prepared to completely destroy her self-esteem when facing him so that he could better control Feng Yi.

Chapter 152 Feng Yi's Submission

The girl's starry eyes seemed to be covered by clouds, so hazy that they seemed unreal.

Even if Jiang He didn't continue to punish her, she was still crying due to the stress reaction of her body.

Just the slightest touch on her body would cause her to tremble violently from the pain.

"Master, it's getting late."

Fengyi trembled and did not dare to resist. She did not want to urge him either, for fear of causing Jiang He's disgust.

Seeing her clamping her legs awkwardly, Jiang He's mouth twitched.

He subconsciously used the old "Lao Jianghe" method, which was specifically aimed at Jiang Yuanxia.

Jiang Yuanxia grew up in a wealthy family with a long tradition of poetry.

Her parents taught her well, with a sense of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame. They taught her to be independent and strong, yet kind.

In the past, he was even willing to give his last piece of bread to Jiang He, who had become a beggar.