The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere Chapter 141: Go dark for her! What’s wrong with killing ever

The leading youth was the Evil dicine Sect’s top disciple at that ti, the owner of the mory, Bail Qingling.

A mont later.

Perhaps a bit tired.

Among the ranks, more and more disciples’ movents began to slow down, unable to keep up with the youth’s pace.

"Report to the chief senior brother! I... I can’t keep up! This set of sword techniques is too intense!"

"Yes! Brother Bai, our Evil dicine Sect has always focused on alchemy and poison making, there’s no need to force ourselves in Sword Dao!"

......

The disciples spoke one after another.

Finally, by mutual consent, they all stopped and sat down to rest.

However, the chief in front of them ignored it and continued practicing swordsmanship.

And behind him.

There was a young girl, with sweat dripping from her head, her little face very serious, following the chief senior brother’s movents, darting side to side, her sword movents like rain!

"No way! Sister Rong’er is flattering the chief way too much! She’s still keeping up?"

"Not to ntion, Sister Rong’er’s comprehension is really high! She might be the only one able to keep up with the chief’s pace!"

"You guys are missing the point! Did you not notice how particularly alluring Sister Rong’er looks today?"

"Damn! Really! Little Sister has always had a fiery figure, and now dressed like this, she’s just too... too aweso!"

The male disciples exclaid, all fixing their gaze on her.

They saw the beloved little sister Rong’er in very tight-fitting robes.

Her naturally full bosom, provocatively prominent, following her sword movents, continuously...

"Damn! No more! I can’t keep watching!"

"Right! Health first! Lust harms ! Damn... abstain from drinking!"

"Wait... sothing’s off! I rember Sister Rong’er’s robes used to be very loose! Did she get this set herself?"

"Well, you have to thank Brother Ma! Without him, we wouldn’t see such a privilege?"

"Senior Brother Ma Jifeng? Did he give these clothes to Sister Rong’er? That’s too mischievous!"

"Not only that! Brother Ma goes around telling everyone that Sister Rong’er has been secretly in love with him for a long ti, even offering her own..."

"Damn! Really? Tell more!"

.....

The discussions grew louder.

The girl seed oblivious.

Her gaze always fell on the tall and handso figure in front!

However, the young chief seed to have heard so rumors.

He stopped.

He turned around.

First, coldly swept his gaze around the chatting disciples.

Then, his eyes fell on the girl behind him.

"Brother Qingling!"

eting his gaze, the girl blushed and timidly called out.

"Co with ."

The chief said indifferently.

"Ah?"

The girl was stunned for a while, seemingly overwheld: "Brother Qingling, are you calling ?"

"Yes."

The youth’s response was concise.

....

....

The scene changed instantly.

The leading man and woman in the mory finally appeared together again.

They arrived at the edge of a cliff, one after the other.

"Brother Qingling..."

The girl’s eyes were red and moist, and she broke the silence first: "I thought you would never speak to for the rest of your life..."

"Look at yourself."

The youth said coldly: "That night, in that wooden hut, I treated you so coldly and even threw away the Udumbara Flower you gave ! How excessive was that! Are you not even a bit angry in your heart?"

"You, such a cowardly person, are destined to be bullied for life!"

"Hopeless like mud that can’t stick to the wall!"

", Bail Qingling, eting you by the creek that day, was truly a life sha!"

Hearing such harsh reprimand, the girl froze for a few seconds.

Then, tears started streaming down.

"You..."

Seeing the girl crying uncontrollably, the chief bit his lip and did not say more.

But he took off his wide robe and draped it over her: "As the chief senior brother, I order you to wear this robe during your daily training! As for the one you’re wearing..."

The young man glanced at his junior sister’s figure, his face also blushing slightly, montarily tongue-tied.

"What’s wrong with this one...."

"In Rong’er’s eyes, it’s just a very ordinary dao robe...."

Rong’er sobbed.

"It is indeed a very ordinary dao robe. If an ordinary woman were to wear it, it wouldn’t stand out at all. But you...."

The young chief was tongue-tied again.

"What’s wrong with Rong’er? Can it be that in Brother Qingling’s eyes, Rong’er is not even as good as the most ordinary woman in this world?"

The little junior sister said with tearful eyes.

"Enough, enough."

After staring fixedly at a certain part of his junior sister for a few seconds, the young man turned his head to the side: "Tell , this deliberately smaller robe, as they say, was it given to you by Second Senior Brother Ma Jifeng?"

"Yes!"

The junior sister Rong’er said: "That day when I was planting demon grass in Seal Demon Valley, I accidentally fell into the mud, dirtying my clothes. That night, Brother Ma sent this new one...."

"So that’s how it is, I understand."

The young man bit his lip, a decisiveness mixed with a hint of killing intent flashed through his handso eyes.

"You may leave. Rember, from now on you can only wear this one I gave you!"

"Oh, Rong’er understands...."

The little junior sister wiped away her tears and after looking reluctantly at the young man for a couple of eyes, finally turned and left.

She walked a few steps, then turned back to ask:

"By the way, Brother Qingling! Do you still have the Beauty’s Tears pendant?"

"This question is pointless."

"It definitely has a point!"

The junior sister Rong’er cried: "Rong’er really wants to know, why has the chief senior brother standing behind suddenly changed into another person!"

"I haven’t changed, it’s just that you are too foolish."

"People are always good at disguising, how long will it take for you to understand this?"

"If you had even a bit of vigilance, you wouldn’t let soone as despicable as Ma Jifeng get close to you!"

The young man coldly finished speaking and then flew down the mountain on his sword.

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.....

Several seconds later.

The crowd at the scene didn’t have ti to exclaim.

The scene had already transford once again.

The setting returned to the disciple dormitory that had appeared once before.

The owner of the mory, the young Demon Lord, stepped into the house, walking towards a fat man.

"Chu Nan, do you know what exactly Second Senior Brother Ma Jifeng has fabricated about Rong’er?"

Bail Qingling frowned and asked.

That fat man, Chu Nan, took a while to react and said: "Actually, what Brother Ma said, we don’t quite believe it. How could Rong’er like soone as slick-tongued as him!"

Brother Bai did not say anything, it seed like he understood sothing.

Instead, he retrieved a yellowed booklet from under his bed.

Then.

On the topmost page, he wrote the three characters "Ma Jifeng."

"Huh?"

The nearby Chu Nan, curious, moved closer.

This seed like a register.

Besides the newly added na of Ma Jifeng, the title of Master Evil Pharmacist was also listed on it.

Between the two nas, a peculiar signature of a "Mysterious Elder" was sandwiched.

Moreover, looking further down, several well-known Righteous Cultivators of Central Continent were also included!

"Hey? Brother Bai, what is this list?"

He couldn’t help but ask curiously.

"A gratitude list."

Brother Bai replied seriously: "The people on this list, so have been kind to my parents, so have been kind to , and in the coming years, I will repay them one by one."

"Wow."

Chu Nan listened with admiration, giving a thumbs up: "Brother Bai must be a rare man of feeling and loyalty on the Demon Path!"

Just as he finished speaking.

Brother Bai had already taken up his sword and walked towards the door with a powerful montum.

"Huh? Could Brother Bai be going to show gratitude to Brother Ma?"

He looked at the register on the table, muttering to himself:

"Including the master, everyone says that Brother Bai will surely beco a proven Demon Lord in the future."

"If I secretly added my na to this list... many years later, would Brother Bai co to thank too?"

At the door, Brother Bai halted, turning his head, his gaze colder and more murderous than ever:

"You best not court death."