Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples - Chapter 11

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Chang Ye took this note in his heart, holding Jiang Yinghe’s placket in his hand, and looked up in his arms with tears and said dimly: “Master, Tu’er doesn’t want to leave Master …”

Jiang Yinghe hadn’t answered yet, and Li Huanhan’s voice came suddenly.

“I think this proposal is very good.”

A black-eyed blood-eyed man stood holding a sword, and was originally just watching with a blank expression. When he saw the long night rushing into Jiang Yinghe’s arms, his blood eyes dimmed and walked to Jiang Yinghe’s side.

Jiang Yinghe had a very light fragrance. The Daomen Jianxiu, which is cold outside and hot inside, is upright and gentle, whether it is a circle or a “eat”, it is indeed full of temptations.

Qin Jun is a ghostly evil spirit. This young cousin who is always coquettish is not a good thing, I do n’t know what he is thinking about him-Master said that he is the only one, but he has attracted so many unknowns. Evil repair …

Li Huanhan stared at Jiang Yinghe’s hand that appeased Long Ye. His nerves, which had always been cold and waveless, were being burned by flames. He felt that this “brother” was very unsightly.

“I also want to teach my younger brother well.” Li Huanhan raised his eyes, “Master?”

Jiang Yinghe let his young apprentice stick for so long, naturally knowing that it was better to let him learn to be independent early. Now, after listening to the words of the two of them, even looking at the long face with grievances, it is still very important.

“Obey.” He rubbed the teenager’s hair. “You cannot be too dependent on me at your age.”

Blinking in the middle of the night, Jiang Yinghe’s waist wanted to finally struggle, but his eyes fell down on the monster’s body along the ground, and then looked at Qin Jun.

The gray-haired man licked his lips and looked at Jiang Yinghe’s eyes, which always smelled a little bit hungry, which made Long Ye feel more disgusted than Li Huanhan, who was cold-faced (sha sha).

After the little boy buried in his arms reluctantly agreed, Jiang Yinghe turned his head up and glanced under the Qingjing Cliff with his consciousness. Sure enough, he felt that many disciples gathered together because of the roar of the monster , Looking at the discussion here.

“Jun’er …”

“The disciple understands.” Qin Jun said casually, “This took the demon tribe away to see our Penglai mountain gate.”

He looked at Jiang Yinghe’s eyes, and his eyes met those bright ink (color) eyes for a moment, and his casual tone of voice lightened for a moment.

“… No (kill sha).” He thought for a while and added, “Listen to Master.”

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The monster that was captured by Penglai by Qin Jun saved his life, but also signed a contract with Zhou Zhangmen to guard the mountain gate of the Penglai faction, and turned into a giant demon stone carving outside the main hall of Penglai. Shen Shen is here.

But as long as someone else enters Penglai, the monster must follow their own contract and spare no effort to protect Penglai’s disciples for three hundred years.

Three hundred years is enough for those young talents to fall in the middle, enough for people to change their dynasty, and things are right and wrong, but for the demon clan, for three hundred years, it seems to be a snap.

It is also because of this giant demon stone carving that Penglai disciples’ impression of Brother Qin has become more and more deviated. Brother Qin looks safe and decisive and acts decisively, but there is a breath of people who dare not come close The level of terror is even worse than those of the evil monsters that have broken under the sword of luck.

Penglai faction rumored that Brother Qin was afraid when he didn’t laugh, and even more so when he laughed.

As for the last night of the introduction of the young night teacher, the Penglai disciples have not seen this one yet, but it is just a hearsay.

Day and night change, cold night and moon.

The night pearl that Jun’er placed in Xianfu was embedded in the wall, and the original lampstand was taken away quietly. After Jiang Yinghe went out, he discovered that many subtle details in his residence had been secretly changed by Jun’er.

Successful monks can often avoid (sleep Shui) sleep, and can be replaced by closing their eyes and recuperating, but it will make people feel tired. But Jiang Yinghe still retains the habit of (sleeping Shui) to sleep, and his daily schedule is nine to six in the evening. After crossing and losing his mobile phone, he never passed so early.

Qingjingya has always been very quiet, the crane spirit guarding outside has entered (sleeping Shui), and the pearls embedded in the walls reveal a glorious glory.

But this long-lasting silence was broken by another person’s breath.

Jiang Yinghe only released a little consciousness, so when he felt the chaotic breathing of the other party, he raised his eyes and saw a figure curled up beside the bed.

The night was dark with black hair, the mask covered half of the cheeks, and the body seal on the forehead glowed with faint light. His beautifully shaped eyes drooped and hugged his knees, and a blood mark bit out on Dan’s lips.

Like a wounded cub, he always runs to the person he trusts most when he is sad.

Jiang Yinghe’s tiredness was swept away at once. He probed his hand and lifted the long black hair. He whispered, “What’s wrong?”

His breathing was chaotic, as if he was suffering from pain, and his body was cold. Even if Jiang Yinghe’s body temperature was not high, he could feel the cold breath from the other person’s forehead.

Long night raised his eyes and looked at him, it seemed that he had endured for a long time, and the tears flashed under the moon (color), slowly crawling into Jiang Yinghe’s arms.

“Master,” he said in a low voice, “I’m so cold, as long as I’m lucky, it seems that my whole body is frozen.”

This is a sequelae of freezing, and the degree of vulnerability is as different as that of Jun’er’s ten thousand ghosts. Jiang Yinghe’s heart tightened. Even though he always felt that things were artificial, there was a kind of compassionate sigh at the moment.

The young apprentice will be coquettish and will scream pain, but the other two often keep their mouths closed and carry them alone … Jiang Yinghe sighed, holding the palm of Long Ye’s palm and introducing his spiritual power into it.

He is an immortal monarch in the void realm, and things like connecting the meridians and warming the body are only a small thing for him, but for them, the things to bear in the future are more difficult than they are now.

He didn’t notice at all that the little apprentice who had just been wronged and shouted in pain had no tears in his black eyes, but a long-term stare that contrasted with his appearance.

In the cold and soaked naive body of the night, it happened to be a sleeping soul, and the soul of the ancient demon. His curiosity had deteriorated. At this time, he didn’t feel pain in his body, but he wanted to be a prototype and threw him down to see if the white and frosted body could be licked up by the spurs on his tongue.

He stared for a long while, and it took a while before he recovered. Not hungry, why do you want to lick him?

Jiang Yinghe had not noticed that while he repaired the apprentice’s meridian, he pulled him the sleeves of the shirt while suddenly discovering that the other’s fair arm was covered with fine sword wounds.

Jiang Yinghe gave a finger and glanced at him, and asked, “Is the brothers learning again?”

Long night I heard that he was distressed. He deliberately did not heal the wound. This time came in handy: “I … want to catch up with their progress earlier, and do not want to embarrass the Master.”

He rubbed over as he spoke, like an awkward and cute cat.

“Brother Li is harsh, but people are still good.” Chang Ye deeply understood the filter in Master Zun’s eyes, and said gently, “Brother Qin is just a bit fierce, but not as terrible as the rumor.”

Jiang Yinghe has stabilized the state recently, staying at home, hesitantly heard the words: “rumors?”

Long night nodded: “I heard other brothers say that Brother Li only respects the master and is cold to everyone else. Brother Qin … a little arrogant, always don’t take anyone’s eyes … uh Master, should n’t I say bad things about the two brothers? ”

His eyes are bright and clear, and he can see the bottom at a glance. It seems that he really feels that this is an inadvertent loss, a little embarrassed.

When Jiang Yinghe did n’t cross through, her mother and baby were single for more than 20 years. After coming here, she just wanted to go home. She lived for more than a thousand years and had no experience. The straight male (sexual) was full, and naturally felt that the little apprentice was real Guilty, comforted: “No (guanguan) relationship, if there is really a deviation in the mind (sexuality), the master will teach them, but people in the world treat geniuses and often have prejudices …”

Long night lying in his arms, enveloped by the faint cold incense on his body, I was very satisfied, and I did n’t care too much about whether my words worked, but I hugged a little more and said in a small voice: “Teacher Zun, can I stay with you (sleep Shui)? ”

Before Jiang Yinghe responded, Long Night quickly added: “Just one day, okay?”

The teenager is too beautiful, speaks pitifully, and is very spoiled.

Jiang Yinghe wasn’t able to hold on for a few words, but he was soft-hearted by Long Ye. He felt that the child was too insecure. He seemed to want the love of his elders, and he was far less mature than his brothers.

He reached out and patted the back of the teenager, whispering: “This time, let’s take an example.”

“Ok!”

Jiang Yinghe was very close to him, and he could feel the cold body slowly recovering the temperature after repairing the meridians. When he lowered his mind a little, he suddenly remembered something.

“In a few days, the Hehuan Sect will have a sword assembly. It happens that you have n’t chosen a sword yet, and I just want to take you to see it.”

The Hehuan Sect is a neutral sect, but it is more friendly to the Taoist sect. He Huanzong’s deputy patriarch Hunyuan Xianjun Tongguiyu was a figure who had been on the same level as Jiang Yinghe thousands of years ago.

Long night obediently, “Uh,” he asked, “Are you going to choose a sword for your disciple?”

“Yes.” Jiang Yinghe said, “Huahan’s saber is the thirty-seventh piece on the sword watch, called Wan Wu Can Xia. Jun’er’s saber is the thirty-ninth piece, called Junzi Tie.”

Long night listening to him said, he knew that his two “good brothers” had concealed a lot of things. Li Huanhan’s blood sword was banned in countless and magical spirits. As long as a few layers of the ban were lifted, I am afraid that the sky dome must be Change (color). Qin Jun’s silver-gray (color) long sword seemed ordinary, but the inside was ghostly. He clearly awakened the sword with the spirit of wraith, and it was never a “gentleman’s post.”

It’s just that the two of them changed the appearance of the sword, and the prohibition was too ruthless. Even if Jiang Yinghe’s state is not low, how can he find out the true face of his two disciples without any suspicion.

Long night suddenly felt that they were no more like good people. The tricks of concealment and concealment did not leak, and they must be conspiracy and unpredictable. He thought of this, and how to take out his own life magic weapon “broken away” …

“Take a break.” Jiang Yinghe had a feeling of coaxing his children, and said softly, “Ying Mingzhu was brought back by your brother Qin. Why do you keep watching it, it’s too bright?”

Long night, he turned around and hurriedly withdrew his eyes. He just wanted to say “not very bright”, and then suddenly asked, “That’s … Dragon Ball?”

“Well.” Jiang Yinghe was already a little sleepy. “The monster in the sea.”

Long night thoughtfully glanced at the dragon ball again, and stopped squintingly on it, then leaned back in Master’s arms and whispered, “Master, should I replace it? It’s too bright.”

After a long while, when long night almost thought he (sleeping Shui) was sleeping, he heard a faint but gentle voice.

“……it is good.”

The author has something to say: Long night: Master, the disciples did not intentionally say bad things about Brother, they are not considerate qaq, Master look at me, only I am the intimate little cotton jacket of the Master, both of them are fierce, only I am strong (强 qiang) Qaq diligently.

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