Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples - Chapter 29

Jiang Yinghe refilled a cup of tea. +++ Mobile phone reading visit m.mtlnovel.com

The tea is warm, and inside is the “moru water” of Lan Ruo Temple, which is almost tasteless.

“That’s how it is.” The sorrow on the opposite side said, “We Yaowanggu still knows our own strength, so we came to visit the fairy monarch. In the ancestral palace of the sword fairy in the early days, it is indeed said that the ghost spirit has been removed. , The panacea that reshapes the meridians. ”

His words paused: “The juniors have heard that Xianjun has been worrying about his lovers for a long time, so why not go together? All the treasures obtained at that time will be selected by Jiang Xianjun.”

Jiang Yinghe was silent for a moment and said, “Too early sword fairy? That is a half-step golden fairy.”

“Yes.” Youyou Yongdao said, “Taiwan Jianxian appeared ten thousand years ago. He was the leader of the right path during the heyday of the demon clan. He used to deter all parties in the darkest time of the right path, but Jianxian had no news. It was really unlucky to find his old man ’s house. ”

“Yifu …” Jiang Yinghe decided to make a decision, “This trip is your fellow initiates in the Medicine King Valley?”

Sorrow Yong nodded and said: “If the fairy king has concerns, he can also take the real people with Penglai fairy gate.”

This is a particularly dangerous thing. How did Jiang Yinghe let other teachers and brothers get involved in it? He thought for a long time before he said: “Qing Yan and real people are endless, and the second disciple of this seat will be with Yao Wanggu Peer. ”

When the time comes to explore the relics, it is not necessary to let Brother Xiaoyun and Jun’er really go in. At this time, if even he can’t resist the half-step arrangement of the Golden Immortal Relics, then the two of them will be used for cultivation. But Zeng Zeng died.

Sorrowful day is naturally overjoyed, bowing and saluting: “Thank you Xianjun.”

As soon as his words stopped, he seemed to remember something, and said: “Originally, the juniors did not have much hope. Yaowanggu will never compare to other sects in this kind of thing, but because of the recent movement of the magic gate … Don’t beware of changes in various ways. ”

Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment, then asked, “Magic Gate?”

“The Demon Gate is now …” He hesitated for a moment. “The Demon Sect is integrated. I don’t know where a magic repair came from. It is said that the strength is far beyond the rebirth of the devil, and it is close to the blood river deity of thousands of years ago. The branch teacher on the west side of Yaowanggu found the news and said … Qiu Qiu, who was promoted to the virtual realm of the cave three hundred years ago, led all the demons under his command and belonged to this new deity’s camp. ”

Jiang Yinghe didn’t expect that there was such a reason. He frowned slightly: “Is there no news about this new Demon Venerable?”

Sadness shook his head and said anxiously: “There is only one message. Said this deity is very heavy, and has collected many magical tools for purifying and calming the soul. For the monk, whether it is the authentic Daomen or the evil repair, the fire is off. Such things as enchantment … will only drive people crazy. ”

There is a difference between falling into evil and falling into evil. Although the two are often confused, the latter is just from the authentic Daomen to the demon cultivation, and falling into the devil … is really a heart demon and will affect people (sexuality) Grid and sanity, even made some extreme crazy actions.

“With this kind of heart demon, will Tianmo Sect be integrated so quickly by him?” Jiang Yinghe said slightly. “They are not afraid that their demon Venerable is really crazy, do you know no enemy?”

Sorrow Yongtian sighed: “I don’t know, maybe this deity is really too strong.”

Jiang Yinghe nodded, and couldn’t help but make up a big five big three thick, three heads six arms, round waist big, **** … In short, it was a very cruel image, shivering unbearably in my heart, the more I thought the more they feared Not all are like fish (meat rou) on the cutting board, so this new Demon King can cut the stuffing with a knife.

The more he thinks, the more he thinks it is possible-people who are almost caught in the flames often make themselves terrible, regardless of right and evil.

Fortunately, Huan Han closed the door alone, otherwise his body of heavenly demon, for this kind of magic cultivation, is definitely an excellent supplement.

Jiang Yinghe quietly rejoiced for his apprentice, and then said: “Thank you for telling us that this seat will pass this matter back to Penglai and show it to the public, so that all the fairy friends will be prepared for it.”

Sorrowful day and night nodded: “This is the right thing, but …”

A young man in a pale green (color) fairy robe hesitated for a moment, and there was a trace of sharp anxiety in the gentle and docile appearance. He opened his mouth and hesitated repeatedly before whispering: “There is another Please please. ”

Jiang Yinghe said: “You speak.”

“I …” You Yongyu lowered her gaze and took a deep breath, and pulled out a pale peach pink Lingyu sword pendant from her sleeve. Weaving thin spikes underneath, he stepped forward and dropped the sword He handed it to Jiang Yinghe and summoned the courage to say, “Please Xianjun to hand this over to Hunyuan Xianjun.”

… Tongguiyu? Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment, looked at his twitched white phalanx, and asked gently, “What does this mean?”

Sorrow forever said: “It’s a junior … cowardly.”

Jiang Yinghe reacted for a long time, and looked at his ears slowly turning red, only to realize that the other party was thinking (dry gan) .

Hong Yanjian likes beauty, and the more beautiful the person, the more she likes the sword. Tong Guiyu himself is indifferent, feminine and beautiful, not to mention his master Chenghuanzong, he has been practicing since the first day of his journey, and his whole body has changed and changed, which is not a good one. Tao Lu candidates.

The doctor Wang Guxiu, who was in front of him, was born clean, gentle, and sincere. If these two people really have an intersection, it will inevitably be … sad.

Jiang Yinghe raised his hand and received the peach powder (color) Lingyu sword pendant, and said lightly: “This seat is handed over for you, but whether he can understand your mind is a matter between the two of you.”

Sorrowful day and night, the body and mind were relaxed, and I felt like dreams everywhere, and nodded gratefully: “Thank you Jiang Xianjun. I have already prepared in my heart. If I do n’t succeed, it ’s not that I have n’t won, if …”

He did not go on, but gave Jiang Yinghe a deep salute, and the green hairpins in the temples pressed down with his movements, like a green willow that folded with the wind.

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After a long night of soft grinding and hard soaking, but still did not achieve success. Instead, he asked Jiang Yinghe to give him the brother Xiaoyun who had planned to go together.

In Jiang Yinghe’s mind, the realm of Chang Ye is still too low. For such a dangerous thing, it is better to let Xiao Chang Ye go back to practice retreat. Even if he was coquetted by the apprentice for a long time, he still firmly determined his determination, and even let Yun who accompanied him endlessly accompanied the apprentice back to Penglai and threw it back together.

But he forgot one thing.

The remnants of the 7th Acacia’s medicinal effects have not yet been cleared out. At night, he loses his cultivation practice and can only rest in the flying jelly. There is only one person beside him.

But this time the road was not near. Jiang Yinghe had already seriously wanted to improve his work and rest habits in order not to make his second apprentice too tired. At least when he was sober, he could chat with Jun’er.

… but it was useless, and finally lost to the biological clock.

Jiang Yinghe’s hair fell apart, and soft black hair fell on the edge of the light (colored) shirt. He supported his forehead, his collar was a bit loose, and he showed a fair neck and thin collarbone.

He was too sleepy, and the ink (color) star eyes slowly closed together, and then stopped with Qin Jun without a word.

Qin Jun sat next to him.

He Ling Fei’s internal space is very large, in order to accommodate the speed of the people of the Medicine King Valley, the speed of this top-grade flying implement was deliberately slowed down.

A hand made of white bones slowly pulls away the hair that hangs beside Jiang Yinghe’s ear. At the same time, Qin Jun’s voice is also low and light, like something precious and hard rubs against each other , Depressed and dull, with a hint of deep control.

“Master?” He called. “Are you sleepy?”

Jiang Yinghe didn’t answer. After a little while, he hummed dumbly.

Qin Jun, while dispelling the effect of his medicine, reached out his hand and slowly pulled away his belt, whispering: “Then … rest?”

Jiang Yinghe didn’t speak. Qin Jun tightened his fingers and could not help rolling his lower throat knot before slowly pulling away his robe.

This robe is not the one he branded, but it is still filled with the cold and fragrant fragrance born from the Dao body on the Master. He moves as lightly as possible, but the right hand of the remaining white bone can’t help but excite the rubbing of the phalanx.

Qin Jun’s breath penetrated into it.

There was an indescribable coldness in him, which slowly blended with the light fragrance of Jiang Yinghe. When Qin Jun took his tuo halfway, he suddenly realized how hot his breath was.

The heat fell on the other party’s frosted skin, making Master’s brow tip slightly curled.

Qin Jun endured for a moment before he suppressed his surging climb. There was a desire. He half embraced the master and completely dropped the robe. He said in his ear: “Master, go (bed chuang). ”

Jiang Yinghe nodded glaringly, qiang awake a bit, subconsciously reached over the warm ear tip, and then moved into the bed, slightly guiltily asked, “If you are tired, Just come and lie down. ”

He has always regarded himself as an elder and a protector, but he didn’t expect that because of this, he would let his apprentice take care of himself. Moreover, Jun’er is a straight man. The two straight men lie together for a while without any problem. Can’t the baby apprentice always be so tired?

As Jiang Yinghe thought, he patted the bed, and then squeezed up on the couch, holding the quilt together.

His thoughts gradually diverged, thinking of his such a good master, it was difficult to find a lantern, Juner must be very moved.

But Qin Jun …

Qin Jun dare not move.

He glanced at Jiang Yinghe’s (lu) fingers outside, white and slender, beautiful as if carved out of jade, and slightly wrinkled the mattress, which was kind of embarrassing … moving.

Qin Jun took a breath and looked down at himself again. It was really embarrassing, full of energy, full of vitality, shameless …

He stared at Jiang Yinghe for a moment, then really climbed onto the bed, held the master’s wrist, and brought his fingers together.

After a little more than half a candle, Qin Jun’s voice was too dumb, before he asked lowly, “Master?”

Jiang Yinghe (sleeping Shui) fell asleep, didn’t hear the light call, didn’t realize how dangerous he was now, and even turned over, (exposing) his cheek that was originally buried in the quilt.

Like a snowflake shaking from the plum branch.

The snowflake fell on the tip of his heart.

Qin Jun’s hand was hovering beside his cheek, and he finally retracted it. Instead, he glanced over his hair fondly, and slipped the other side’s dark soft hair tips between his fingers.

Qin Jun raised his arm, circled Jiang Yinghe’s shoulder, and slowly enveloped the other person in his arms, dumbly said: “Master …”

He did n’t call these two words anymore. If he continued to call each other this way, he would n’t even be able to say “I wo n’t go in”, and could only use the cold fragrance of Jiang Yinghe to deeply cool the internal organs–

Mistakes, this taste tempts people to control it.

At this moment, Qin Jun seemed to understand more clearly what is called “sweet torture.” In the end, it seemed that he really could not hold it, and wanted to lick the sweet soul in his arms in the past, but in the end, he just bowed his head and looked down on Master His eyebrows dropped a light and excessive (kiss wen).

He didn’t know what was wrong with him.

For Qin Jun, he was born as a evil spirit. He was born to be the master of all the demons in the world, and he is the supreme lord. He has never been restrained and humble. In the past 3,000 years ago, no matter what kind of creature offended him, he would be wiped out in his hands.

Including disapproval of his “Heavenly Way”.

Qin Jun is ruthless and untamed from his bones. He is ruthless, arrogant, and incapable of life, and he must always get all the things he competes for.

He had never been in contact with fragile things, he had never cherished beaded jade that shattered in a hurry, and he had never experienced anything called heartburn.

He only had this man in his arms.

Qin Jun looked at him for a long, long time, and waited until he really calmed his mind and pressed down on the change, then he leaned in and kissed him again.

… I do n’t know how to express that I like you so I wo n’t hurt you.

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The lights were quiet and the night was long.

Jiang Yinghe’s morning will always be at a loss for a while.

He slowly sobered, opened his eyes and stared at the arms in front of him, his eyes turned away, watching Qin Jun staring at him with a smile.

“… you,” Jiang Yinghe paused and asked slightly tangled, “Are you sleepwalking?”

“No.” Qin Jun lowered his head, “The disciples did not (sleep Shui).”

Jiang Yinghe got stuck and couldn’t believe that he rolled into his arms. After a long pause, he felt something and frowned, “Then let go of your hand.”

He glanced and saw Jun’er’s claws slowly moving away from his waist. He couldn’t help but count down: “What should I do as a teacher, pillow? Do you really want me to teach you how to respect the teacher? Qin?” Jun, Qin Bingzhi? ”

Jiang Yinghe was terribly painful to several of his baby apprentices. He didn’t get angry once in a hundred years. There were too few opportunities to use this half-complaint tone, and there were not many opportunities to call him his full name.

When he didn’t notice that he was called “Qin Bingzhi”, the other’s gray (color) eyes suddenly darkened for a moment, and the sudden (dark) color that suddenly faded away almost concealed him. All emotions.

Jiang Yinghe didn’t care if Jun’er could not understand what the “pillow” was. When he got up to wash his clothes (more geng), he suddenly saw the progress bar in the upper right corner jumped forward again. He didn’t know that he was born last night. What happened, the progress that didn’t move for a long time seemed to be excited, and it broke through the eighty mark in a wild run.

He stared at the progress bar and continued to wonder. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn’t think of anything. Just when he soon realized that he took it as a training progress bar, it seemed too subjective, and suddenly heard Juner seeming to be careless. Asked.

“Master?” He raised his eyes. “… Are you going to change your sword?”

Jiang Yinghe was slightly surprised, and turned to think of the pale peach pink sword he sent to Tong Guiyu by worrying about the day. Xu Yejun saw it last night and said truthfully: “That’s someone else asked me It was given to Tong Guiyu. What’s wrong? ”

Qin Jun stood up and naturally took the peachwood comb in his hand. He smiled indifferently and said, “I think Master doesn’t like what Brother Li sent, or … what kind of nun, Open your heart to you. ”

Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment, not knowing how it turned in his head, and sighed: “Whenever a female nun blindly looks at me, will your Master still look like this?”

Qin Jun’s hair brushing stopped for a moment, and he leaned over to look at him and said, “Yes, but every one of them will dig her eyes.”

Jiang Yinghe: “…”

… there seems to be something wrong, what we said is the same?

The author has something to say: Hehe: No female sister likes me at all, so sad!

Nun Xiu (shivering): Still … still … life is critical …

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