Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples - Chapter 61

Jiang Yinghe placed the scumbag fish on the side of the case and said: “According to my estimate, he intentionally told me this, probably because he had some associations after meeting He Hufa yesterday, and he used this to confirm the conjecture. . ”

Jiang Yinghe looked at Li Huanhan, and when he saw that he was calm, he did not know what was happening because of this remark, but he knew what he had in mind, but he still explained: “Hunyuan Xianjun is a person who doesn’t stick to the bar, and is not pedantic, even He knows your identity and it ’s okay. ”

Li Huanhan nodded, his expression unchanged: “Before I arrived, the Demon Sect had secretly surrounded the Hehuan Sect.”

He said a word, looked at the night (color) outside the window, and said: “If the child fairy is really moving, this thing will not spread to other people’s ears.”

He was too calm, Jiang Yinghe was a little dazed, and then he reacted and was almost ready to destroy the sect. Although the words were plain and normal, there was a hint of sharpness and sharpness in the words.

“But I know Master’s (sexuality) sentiment, so I didn’t do it easily.” Li Huanhan continued, “If he is just curious or joking, I will naturally do nothing.”

At this moment, he really revealed (exposed) the behavior style of the Blood River Demon King a thousand years ago. He never used the most brutal methods to solve things like fighting for power and fighting against each other.

Jiang Yinghe was relieved and said, “When did you receive this letter.”

Li Huanhan recalled a little: “Last night.”

Because the surrounding area of ​​the Hehuan Sect is not small, and it takes some time to lay out the staff, Li Huanhan used the positioning ability of the blood shadow and the speciality of the blood pool to come so fast.

Jiang Yinghe nodded, and before speaking, he saw Li Huanhan suddenly felt something, turned his head to look at the lights aside.

The candlelight was bright and stretched against the wall, dragging out a shaky shadow. The long night on the side seemed to be found, too, and turned around by the candlelight twice, and the fluffy tail swayed in the air.

“Come,” Li Huanhan said.

Jiang Yinghe didn’t have time to ask clearly, the candlelight in front of him suddenly shone, and changed from the ordinary earthly flame to a blue-green (color) phosphorous fire.

At the same time, a thick, depressed spirit filled the surrounding air, and the dense fog spread to the surroundings, almost to the point where the fingers could not be reached.

Jiang Yinghe was only stunned for a moment, and he felt his hand was clenched. He looked down and saw that a finger made of white bone held him. The bone was white and hard, and the structure was exquisite. The value of learning to recite.

The first reaction in Jiang Yinghe’s mind was this idea. Instead of being frightened, he was clenched by this cold bone hand.

At the next moment, the bones were covered with blood (meat rou) skin, which changed to the appearance of normal human beings, but Jiang Yinghe was clenched tightly by him, but he could feel the other person ’s body fit in the palm of his hand, and slowly until the end Condensed, the temperature touched him slightly coldly.

Jiang Yinghe didn’t feel any fear at all, but instead seemed familiar, and then felt a cool breeze floating in his ear, accompanied by the dumb voice of the man.

“do you still remember me?”

The atmosphere of ghost stories is too strong.

Jiang Yinghe could clearly feel that this is the perfect scene of a ghost story, but he still had no fear at all, and even wanted to train the other party to get rid of these bells and whistles.

He squeezed his fingertips and said, “Nie Xiaoqian?”

The other party was silent for a moment, the tone of voice was full of vinegar and annoyance, but he tried to maintain his dignity and asked him: “Who is Nie Xiaoqian?”

Thick fog surging around, phosphorous fire fluttering. Jiang Yinghe heard it funny, thought for a moment, and decided to explain it well: “It’s a pretty … female ghost.”

“Female ghost?” Jiang Yinghe could hear the taste of clenched teeth from his voice, “Where’s the wild ghost, who carried me to steal my person.”

Jiang Yinghe nodded with a smile, and pulled his icy hand tightly, saying, “But she is beautiful.”

The evil spirit in the thick fog was a little anxious, and Jiang Yinghe could feel him sticking it, and kissed (kissed wen) gently the base of his ear, and whispered next to his ear: “Master likes beautiful? Just Is it like Long Night? ”

The air around her ears was cold and hot for a while, and it seemed that she was already angry. Jiang Yinghe was afraid that he would be angry in the past and said: “But she doesn’t like me. She likes a scholar named Ning Caichen.”

The other side was silent for a while, and then there was a sigh of relief, but there was also an uneasy voice.

“Blinding her eyes, she won’t like you.”

As soon as the words fell, a pair of thin and cold lips came up, from the ears (kiss wen) to the corners of the lips, and when it was a step closer, the phosphor fire around it suddenly shook violently, and the thick fog was swept by a wind of sword Gradually spread out.

Qin Jun stood before him.

Jiang Yinghe looked back and saw the bright red sword of extinction (cha) on the ground, as if it had swept away the dense fog.

Li Huanhan sat opposite, slowly tapping on the table case with his phalanx, and said, “Naive.”

Qin Jun, regardless of Li Huanhan’s assessment, instead stared at Jiang Yinghe with gray eyes, focusing on the authenticity: “Do you really remember me?”

Not to mention Li Huanhan, Jiang Yinghe was going to be naively killed by him. He stretched out his collar and pulled down Qin Jun’s collar. He said deliberately: “I don’t remember, only Nie Xiao … Um …”

This person is not a joke at all.

This kiss (kiss wen) seemed to help him recall, deeper exploration from the lips. Jiang Yinghe was breathless, squeezing his shoulders, then briefly and fiercely plundered (kiss wen) and then turned his head, withdrawing some distance, the breath was chaotic: “Jun … Jun’er!”

Qin Jun’s movement stopped (qiang qiang), licking his lips reluctantly. When he was about to say something more, he was rushed over by a cat and squeezed into between them.

…… It’s worthy of the long night, and I really meet the needle.

Qin Jun got up slightly, pulled away some distance, and then turned to look at Li Huanhan. He said: “There are too many demon repairs around the Hehuan Sect. It will attract attention. Let’s withdraw.”

Li Huanhan stared at him: “Withdraw?”

“Yes.” Qin Jun took out the letter and another book, and said, “This letter was sent by the Hehua Sect Protector in person. If they really have other ideas, they won’t be in the real position … It ’s easier to attract others ’attention.”

Li Huanhan nodded silently and said, “Okay.”

After the conversation between the two ended, Qin Jun naturally gave Jiang Yinghe both letters and said, “There is nothing in the letter, but this book …”

Jiang Yinghe’s movement to take the book was stiff, thinking of what the last one was, he took the kitten in his arms with foresight and cautiously said, “What happened to the book?”

“… the content is interesting.”

Jiang Yinghe glanced at the cover, and the title was “Day and Night with the Sword Immortal”.

What kind of good content can such a book title …

Jiang Yinghe coughed and said, “You are young, don’t indulge in this kind of thing.”

“I’m not talking about this.” Qin Jun said, “There is a note in it that says that the content … is based on the unknown anecdote of Jianxian at the beginning.”

Li Huanhan glanced at him and interrupted, “The age of the first sword immortal is earlier than the long night. The content of thousands of years of circulation has long been twisted and deformed, and it is mostly fabricated.”

Qin Jun could vaguely understand Li Huanhan ’s worries. He seemed to be afraid that Jiang Yinghe was really the reincarnation of the sword fairy at the beginning of the day. Then there would be another “remembering the feelings of the deceased wife” (cha). Too.

After all, among the records of Taixian Jianxian, the most widely circulated is that he married early in his life and then lost his wife.

Jiang Yinghe always wanted to find something about the swordsman of the early days. He vaguely felt that the predecessor of the traverser had a great relationship with himself, so he collected the hand that originally wanted to throw away Xiao Huangshu, saying: “Since So, I … stay and see. ”

He collected the books, pulled down the little white cat who was lying in his arms and wanted to peek, and hugged with both hands and started to rub, and rubbed the kittens in five arms, lying comfortably in his arms and stepped on ( Milk Nai).

Qin Jun glanced at the little goblin in the arms of the master, and sat next to Li Huanhan and asked, “This cat … how is it …”

“Fengyue (hook gou) column gas.” Li Huanhan said lightly.

“Huh, Brother Li, you still don’t like it?”

Li Huanhan turned a deaf ear to his sarcasm and laughter, and the tone was still cold and indifferent.

“I can bear you, I am very patient, why, want to challenge the bottom line?”

Qin Jun propped his jaw, watching the little white cat haunting the master and said, “The bottom line? That’s right, if there is any old feelings and new joys, what a beautiful female ghost, a forgotten wife, let me Never mind reincarnation. ”

Li Huanhan glanced at the evil spirit, and he wouldn’t chat very well: “You, Heaven does not accept.”

Qin Jun: “… remind you?”

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When Jiang Yinghe went to rest, it was actually dark just after dark.

Xu was Qin Jun ’s little bit of influence, and Jiang Yinghe turned over and over for a long time, but he could n’t sleep for a while (sleeping Shui).

After thinking for a moment, he got up and lit a small lamp beside the bed, and took out the book “Day and Night with the Sword Fairy” that he had just got.

At this point, his memory had recovered almost, but many details could not be remembered, thinking that since (sleeping Shui) could not, it would be better to study this book first.

Jiang Yinghe just turned a page, and was shocked by the (page cha) picture on the first page. He paused for a moment, relieved his nerves, and then turned over and began to read the story.

Although the book is based on the early days of Jianxian, there is obviously a lot of artistic processing on it. Jiang Yinghe was able to maintain his expressionless, calm mood at first, but when he looked at it, he felt that the protagonist’s character was too similar to himself, and he was a little embarrassed.

Until he saw the protagonist of the storybook and his companions, began to cover the clouds in various places.

Jiang Yinghe: “… is that a place where you can drive?”

However, this book is novel, bold, and open, and this way can also be opened, welding the door to the sky.

Jiang Yinghe was shocked by the gameplay for the second time, and felt that his three views growing under the red flag were shocked.

A few days ago, he used his hands to help Long Ye ease his estrus, he already felt very special …

Candle tears flow slowly.

After more than half of Jiang Yinghe’s progress, his mind was full of magical instruments, shame, paly, and the protagonist of the storybook turned over by his mate to deepen his past.

… His, this is still riding.

He put down the book expressionlessly, but his ears were completely red, and his ability to accept things really needed to be improved, so he put down the book and began to try to extract useful information in his mind.

Just a moment after Jiang Yinghe was distracted, he suddenly heard a soft and sweet cat meow.

He looked around and saw Long Night turned into a little white cat jumping on the bed, and he came over harmlessly.

Jiang Yinghe didn’t notice a sense of crisis, but held the kitten habitually (sexually) for a while, and then became more sleepy when he touched Mo, so he held the cat in his arms (sleeping Shui).

Night (color) is like water, quiet and gentle.

Breathing is even and smooth.

The cat in his arms stared at him for a long time, and finally confirmed that when Jiang Yinghe (sleeping Shui) was sleeping, he became a human figure with satisfaction. When he was about to gather up and hug the master, he was suddenly pulled up by the back collar. .

Long night looked back in anger and saw Li Huanhan’s bright red cold eyes.

Long Night: “… What are you doing here?”

His voice was very soft, not enough to wake Jiang Yinghe.

Li Huanhan said lightly: “Look at you.”

His brain was blown up by him all night long, and his voice couldn’t help but grow louder: “You have something wrong? Aim at me?”

“Not really.” The blood-red eyes narrowed a little, and shifted to the other side of the bed, looking into the light and shadow, “looking at him too.”

Long night followed, looking at the dark shadows under the lights, gradually showing (exposing) Qin Jun’s figure standing against the wall, and now he was looking at him with a chill.

Long night: “… this, you guys, come here in the middle of the night and try to misbehave, your heart can be taken for granted!”

The other two looked at him together, one without waves and the other with a sneer.

Long Night: “…”

He only said this sentence, and was thrown to the ground by Li Huanhan, pulling his collar, and the man sat on the master’s bed for granted. In addition, Qin Jun is even more excessive. It seems that it is because Jiang Yinghe has a lot of experience in vigil, and evil spirits do not need (sleep Shui) to sleep. They sneak into the shadow like a ghost, maintaining a safe and suitable distance.

Long night looked at the form, and finally turned back to the cat reluctantly, got into the arms of the master.

After a good night’s dream.

When the following dawn came, Jiang Yinghe woke up slower than usual, and dreamed of a lot of weird content. He opened his eyes and emptied for a while, only to notice that the cat in his arms had woken up, using plush ‘S tail wrapped around his wrist, twisted around and turned, (gougou) full of meaning.

Jiang Yinghe didn’t hold back, and went along the tail (touching Mo). Before he could touch the soft fluff, he got cold fingers first.

A slightly teasing voice rang from his ears, with a cold and hot breath.

“Aren’t you tired of (Mo)?”

Jiang Yinghe said subconsciously: “How can a cat be bored?”

He turned his head and saw Qin Jun close to him, and braided a few braids of his hair in his hands …

“Jun’er?”

His words fell, and another person’s breath permeated with familiarity and dignity.

Li Huanhan took his hand and bowed his head (kiss wen) to his eyebrow, whispering: “Are you awake?”

Jiang Yinghe hesitated for a moment and said, “It should be awake.”

“Huh.” Li Huanhan said, “Good morning.”

“Morning … an.” Jiang Yinghe looked around and couldn’t help thinking of the book in the book last night, there was a bridge section where the sword immortal’s companion used a technique. The scene description the next day after the incident was simply Same as now.

He coughed twice, concealing the picture in his mind: “How are you all here.”

After a short period of silence, Li Huanhan replied: “… temper your willpower.”

Qin Jun nodded in agreement: “Well, yes.”

Long night listlessly echoed the sentence: “Meow …”