Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 19 Our Witch Master 2 The light footsteps when she entered the room just now are enough to show that she has a lot of skills, and she is also a master. She is indifferent and does not easily reveal her feelings. But secretly worried about their bodies.

The person who can clearly see through at a glance, but mysteriously makes people feel that she only takes one look, and doesn't see her in the slightest. She is really a strange woman.

Nalan Zhijin blushed before slowly saying, "Seventh brother, I made a mistake last night, it's too abominable that the master is not pitiful at all."

"Agreed." Nalan Zhenqi actually had one free hand to clap with Nalan Zhijin. Nalan Zhijin made his body lean against the tree, and also freed up one hand, and the two shook hands in a like-minded way.

Jing Yirong walked into the small courtyard to see the words and actions of the two of them, and said calmly, "Since you are so capable, stand on your head with one hand."

"Ah," the two screamed together.

Jing Yirong clicked her lips, "You can also keep your hands off the tree."

"Master, we were wrong." Nalan Zhenqi only felt that a good man would not suffer immediate losses.

"One hand." Jing Yirong said coldly, his words could not be questioned.

The two were distressed for a while, so they had to slowly let go of one hand, and their bodies got closer to the tree trunk. Fortunately, there was a tree behind them, otherwise, how could they stand on their heads with one hand.

"What are they doing?" Nalan Qingyi walked into the courtyard with a puzzled expression.

Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin immediately showed liking, "Brother Prince."

Jing Yirong greeted Nalan Qingyi, "Does it still hurt?"

"It's much better," Nalan Qingyi pointed at Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin, "What are the seventh and tenth brothers doing?"

"Stand on your head."

"I know it's a handstand, but why?"

"Learn martial arts, train your body? Why do you want it too? Anyway, your other hand is not injured. If you want to learn martial arts, I can teach you too."

"No need, no need." Nalan Qingyi hurriedly waved his hand, "I think they'll do just fine."

Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin closed their eyes in resignation, they shouldn't have counted on the prince at all.Because the crown prince is simply afraid of the crown princess.

Jing Yirong sat down at the stone table in the small courtyard, and Nalan Qingyi sat down opposite her, "I asked Xiao Yan to make a pot of tea, do you want to taste it?"

"kindness."

Xiao Yan put down the tea in her hand and stood behind Jing Yirong.

Nalan Qingyi immediately poured a cup for Jing Yirong, took a sip before handing it to Jing Yirong, "Taste it, it's quite fragrant."

"It's really good." Jing Yirong took a sip, and Nalan Qingyi handed over half of the pastry, "I just tasted the other half, you can try the new ones from the kitchen."

Jing Yirong took the pastry again and tasted it carefully.

Nalan Zhijin looked at everything and frowned, "Brother Prince, my mother said that men are heaven and women are earth, why do you listen to Master so much?"

"That's right." Nalan Zhenqi also felt shameful, "By the way, the wives and concubines of any brother are obedient to them, how come they are all changed when they come to you?"

Nalan Qingyi blushed and smiled, "Because I love you master."

"Men don't say love easily." Nalan Zhenqi immediately retorted.

Nalan Zhijin agreed, "It means that men don't talk about love easily."

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, "Seventh Prince and Tenth Prince, do you understand what love is?"

"Do you understand?" Nalan Zhijin asked back.

Xiao Yan shook her head, "The servants don't understand either, but they seem to understand a little bit seeing the appearance of the prince and princess."

"Brother Prince is simply afraid of Master." Nalan Zhenqi said dissatisfied, revealing the machismo of the royal family in his bones.

Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin leisurely, "He is afraid of me, so you are not afraid of me?"

"We are not afraid." Nalan Zhijin said with puffy cheeks.

Jing Yirong smiled, picked up the butterfly on the table with her slender hands, poured out the pastries in the butterfly, and then swung the butterfly with her right hand and flew towards Nalan Zhijin at a frighteningly fast speed.

"Be careful!" Nalan Qingyi and Xiao Yan couldn't help shouting.

Seeing the situation, Nalan Zhijin didn't put down his foot and ran away, instead he remained in a handstand position and just closed his eyes.

Everyone waited desperately for the butterfly to hit Nalan Zhijin, but suddenly a gust of wind picked up, and a blue figure flashed past quickly.When everyone saw clearly, Jing Yirong had already stopped in front of Nalan Zhijin, she was actually holding a butterfly in her hand, she looked at Nalan Zhijin's disbelieving eyes with an indifferent smile, "How is it? Are you afraid of me now?"

"Not afraid." It was Nalan Zhenqi who answered, "Although you are very powerful, you will not hurt us."

Jing Yirong stood up without feeling joyful at Nalan Zhenqi's words, and said calmly, "I thought it would be difficult to do a handstand with one hand, but now that you're chatting happily, it's probably easier. From the very beginning You shouldn’t be asked to stand upside down against the tree, get down all of you, and use both hands to stand upside down without leaning on the tree.”

"How long?" Nalan Zhenqi asked resignedly.

Jing Yirong chuckled, "I'll call you guys for dinner."

"Witch." Nalan Zhijin murmured cautiously, and Jing Yirong's eyes fell on Nalan Zhijin, "Don't think I can't hear you because of his low voice. But I like the name Witch, so I won't punish you."

The faces of the two of them were instantly relieved, and it is estimated that only their witch master would like the title of witch.

Jing Yirong sat on the stone chair again, frowning at Nalan Qingyi's shocked gaze, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful, and your martial arts seem to have improved again." Nalan Qingyi didn't know when Jing Yirong became so powerful, and it is estimated that even Yu Ying is no match for her now.

"There are too many things you don't know." Jing Yirong said meaningfully.

Recently, life in the palace has been very dull.It has been ten days since Nalan Qingyi took care of his shoulder injury, and even new flesh has grown on the injured area.

Even Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin's life is getting better and better. Of course, it's not because Jing Yirong has given them fewer tasks, but because their bodies are getting stronger and stronger. No longer sore and unable to do it. As for handstand, I can hold it for a long time without leaning on a tree with one hand.

Jing Yirong asked Xiao Yan to teach them some simple moves first, and both of them accepted them well.Nalan Zhenqi can practice internal skills, but Nalan Zhijin's words are still too early, so Jing Yirong found some sword skills from the library in the palace for Nalan Zhijin to concentrate on practicing.As for Nalan Zhenqi, he began to slowly open up the process of Ren Du's eight veins.

That night, after dinner, Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin felt that they were starting to practice martial arts by themselves in the small courtyard. The two of them practiced really well, but they saw Nalan Qingyi walking into the small courtyard with a quilt in his arms. .

Nalan Zhenqi had a clear expression on his face, "The crown prince has recovered from his injury, so he wants to have sex with the master."

"I," Nalan Qingyi touched his nose habitually, a little embarrassed, "Your master won't let me sleep in her room."

"Where do you want to sleep, Prince?" Nalan Zhijin immediately asked, "But Brother Seven and I have already slept in separate rooms, so it's fine if you sleep with me."

"No need, I'll just sleep there." Nalan Zhenqi pointed to the corridor.

"Outline?" Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin couldn't help shouting.

"Hush, keep your voice down." Nalan Qingyi covered Nalan Zhijin's mouth, "You want your master to come out and tell us all?"

"But prince, how can your majestic prince sleep in the corridor?" Nalan Zhenqi immediately lowered his voice and whispered.

Nalan Zhijin nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

Nalan Qingyi touched Nalan Zhijin's head, and smiled at Nalan Zhenqi, "You will understand later."

"Since you don't want to practice martial arts anymore, I won't force you to hang it on a tree." Jing Yirong's cold voice came from the room.

Nalan Qingyi glanced at Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi helplessly, there was nothing they could do to help.

Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi stuck out their tongues at each other, moved their bodies lightly, and stood on the thick tree trunk in the small courtyard. They spun around and hooked their feet on the tree trunk, and their whole bodies hung upside down on the tree like a bat. This is another practice after handstand. The master is also a good name. After practicing the blood flow back, even if you practice martial arts and go crazy, the blood reversal will be fine, but who will believe it.

Inside the room, Jing Yirong clasped his hands in parallel, placed them in front of him, and then rotated them counterclockwise, withdrawing the internal force of the body to slowly calm down the boiling blood.

She has almost finished practicing the book that Ye Xieming gave her, but it gets more and more difficult at the end, and every time she exercises, she can feel a fire dragon moving in her body, and she can go crazy if she is a little negligent Well, thinking about Ye Xieming handing this book to him, it might not be that simple.

"Did you say Master is asleep?"

"How would I know?"

"I guess he fell asleep."

"Then how about we chat? Prince, what do you like about our master?"

"I don't know, I just like it?"

"Is there no reason? My father has been talking about finding me a concubine these days, but I'm not yet 15, so I don't want to find a concubine for the time being."

"Brother Seven, what is a concubine?"

"Ten brothers, concubines are human beings"

"Here's the guy for us to deal with the physical situation."

"Brother Seven, what is a physiological condition?"

"Ah, didn't your nanny tell you?"

"I didn't talk about it. Brother Prince, what is a physiological condition?"

"Ah. This, this, you will understand later."

"Hey, does the master have a physical condition?"

Boom, the sound of the body falling to the ground, and then flew up to the tree trunk to hang.

"Brother Seven, what's wrong with you?"

"Take care of your mouth, we will die if the master hears it. If we ignore you, we will always be dragged down by you."

"Brother Prince, did I say something wrong?"

"No, no." He yawned, "You guys continue to practice, I'll go to sleep first."

"Brother Seven, the prince is asleep, and I guess the master is also asleep, so just tell me."

"I don't know." After resolutely refusing, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. The master said that practicing martial arts can also be a kind of rest, and now it seems to be true.

Jing Yirong's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier inside the house, and sure enough there is someone sleeping outside the house, and he feels a little relieved.However, the three people's words were heard word for word. It seems that tomorrow she will take her two idiot apprentices and idiot husband to teach them a good lesson and let them know the importance of women!