My Darling Sick Beauty

I heard that people stayed up all night.

Don't mention that he had no sleep all night. Even a Chu beside him was buzzing with brain melon seeds. He didn't know what he was talking about. Chang Qian went over and listened carefully for a while before he heard him murmuring, "is this a Book of Begonia?"

Chang Qian didn't feel much. He had been attacked once before, so he was not so surprised. Instead, he cleaned up and went to bed.

Wen Ren was sitting by the bed of Jiang Zheliu at night, watching the weak and burning xianzun sleeping peacefully. Half of his face was buried in the quilt. His long white hair was soft and scattered, and his eyes were red.

He didn't feel sleepy at all. Staring at Jiang Zheliu, he became more and more sober. He had never been so sober. He could even write tens of thousands of words about speculating on the body structure of the heavenly spirit body.

Jiang Zheliu is honest in sleeping. If there is no external influence, he will not move his place.

The night is quiet.

When the morning light leaked into the wooden window, and he had almost had enough sleep, he opened his eyes lazily, and saw the dark purple eyes of the demon lord, full of desire and endless words.

Jiang Zheliu slowly passed his mind, looked at him and asked, "what's the matter?"

... you asked me what happened. Hearing that night, his brows were wrinkled tightly. He had been brewing in his heart all night. He said angrily, "do you know you can have a baby?"

"Well." Jiang Zheliu nodded.

Good guy, take it for granted. Smell person night this blood pressure all want to come up, ground a molar, continue a way: "that you still let me sleep with you!"

Jiang Zheliu looked at him blankly. He didn't know what was wrong with sleeping.

"What if I am despicable and greedy for your health?" "You don't know how to protect yourself!" he said

Jiang Zheliu

Jiang Zheliu didn't always have the consciousness of more prevention because of this. When his cultivation was still there, let alone greedy for his body, others looked at him more respectfully and devoutly. Now, at this stage, there was no need to take more prevention. If he was really mean and shameless, he would have died long ago.

He looked at each other's angry look, do not know where to start this hair Shun, thought for a long time, then said: "you are not a gentleman?"

Such a short sentence, the smell of the night of Mars son have been watered out, can only watch him sit up.

Jiang Zheliu stretched out her hand to poke the falling hair back and held her head, which was beating suddenly, to ease her breath. The hands were too pale, the joints of bones were thin, and even every blood vessel under the thin skin exuded a weak feeling of pushing and falling. Let alone being forced, even the idea of kissing would feel like a beast.

Hearing that he had just been praised as a gentleman at night, he felt that he was a beast. He looked at Jiang Zheliu's fingers holding his eyebrows. When he closed his eyes, his white eyelashes trembled slightly, almost translucent in the morning light.

... who can be a gentleman.

Jiang Zheliu was having a headache after drinking, so he was handed a bowl of wake-up wine soup by a good neighbor. While thanking him, he drank it slowly.

Next to the smell of night way: "not all people are like me as a gentleman."

He looked at Jiang Zheliu and continued: "for example, the hairy bird has a bad look at you, and the golden boy wants to take care of you? That is to want to possess you, everything is... You can't trust them. "

Jiang Zheliu put down the bowl and thought it was funny, but he nodded.

"If I say you can't drink, you won't listen to me. I've never seen such a big temper before. I don't listen to it... "

A good little Lord of the demon world, how did he become like this. What about the "ruthlessness" and "killing without blinking an eye" of the good demons?

"Don't think about anything. It's OK to drink once in a while. I dare not touch your own crispness, but I can do it..." after listening to people's chattering and chattering for a long time, I felt that I had broken my heart, and then I saw the other side nodding perfunctorily.

I'm so angry.

Wen renye insisted that he should have a long memory, put his hand on each other's shoulder, and said solemnly: "you have to pay attention to this matter, and can you take this sudden fever to heart?"

Jiang Zheliu reluctantly repeated: "this is really OK."

Hearing that his blood pressure was still rising, he bit his teeth and said, "I'm a demon. I'm not a good man. Can you be afraid?"

"Good, good." Jiang Zheliu sighed, "I'm afraid. Let go of your hand."

The devil Lord got this sentence and then released his hand. He sat on the side of the bed with a golden sword and said, "you have to make three rules with me."

Continue to drink wine soup Jiang break willow eyes do not lift: "you say."

He let people say that does not mean that he will follow the rules. Jiang Zheliu's character is tough and strong. He can listen to and refer to other people's suggestions almost any time, but he always makes his own decisions.

"Don't mess with your food." "Don't take in goblins any more. The most important thing is that you always remember what kind of physical condition you are. Don't force yourself to anything, remember to call me. "

He said as he put a black jade bracelet on Jiang Zheliu's wrist.

Jiang Zheliu said, "good neighbor, you are too worried."

When I heard that you are in such a state, I can't do anything else except worry.

Jiang Zheliu turned the ink bracelet on his wrist for a moment. Seeing the dense body protecting magical patterns and communication characters on it, he probably knew what it was. He said casually, "give me this. Do you want to go back to the demon world?"

If you don't want to go back to the devil's world, you can't use this thing. You'll grow up in a pine cottage at night.

"I'll go back and deal with something." Hearing people say at night, "after the body protection magic pattern is activated, it will automatically send me a message. You can use it without cultivation. Don't take it off. Let me feel at ease. "

Jiang Zheliu naturally can't let good neighbors embarrassed, also didn't feel this ink Bracelet heavy, casually agreed to come down.

In fact, it has been a long time since Wen Ren night. He received a message from his subordinates at night, but the other party was still asleep. He didn't want to leave without saying goodbye, so he delayed for a few hours and didn't leave until now.

Lord mozun held his cold hand, and his face was full of bright "I don't worry". He said when he would come back, and secretly waited for Jiang Zheliu to stay with him.

Jiang Zheliu's consciousness was very high, and his mind was full of the concept of the overall situation. He drew back his hand and said, "be careful on the road."

The night of hearing people

When Wen renye left, Chang Qian got the position beside the immortal brother. He took the robe and cape over and muttered: "little uncle, this wolf's ambition is too obvious. He sent a token of love before he left."

Jiang Zheliu held the heater, thought about it and said, "is it so obvious?"

"I don't believe my brother can't see it." Chang Qian said, "why don't you make it clear? Doesn't my brother like him? "

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment. He reached out and rubbed the snake's hair and said, "it's a short time to get to know each other. How can I like it?"

What's more, I'm in my twilight years, with little time to go. I'm still in my prime and have a bright future. If you really have a lingering fancy and do something beyond the moment, if this body can't be cured, it will die within a few years. How can he endure the endless years left.

He thought, calmly smile, low voice: "did not say clearly, then do not say it."

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Lingxiao school.

On the inner hall, the unique Lingxiao sword was placed flat in front of the case. The edge was still sharp, but the cold light was hidden. It was quite different from that in the hands of Jiang Zheliu.

Zhu Wuxin sits on the head and stares at the sword.

In fact, Zhu Wuxin is very good, but his expression is too gloomy at the moment to be near.

He stared at Lingxiao sword for a long time, but he didn't wait for Lingxiao sword to respond. He was even more angry, but he had nothing to do.

Lingxiao sword didn't approve of him, and the inner spirit was deeply suppressed. It didn't mean to move at all. This sword in his elder martial brother's hand, it clanks and trembles, invincible, but in his hand, it

It's a famous sword of Lingxiao sect. It's a treasure that his father has worn for many years. It should be related to him and resonate with him. But reality hit him in the face.

Zhu Wuxin took a deep breath and put the Lingxiao sword into the scabbard. Just at this moment, a young man in disciple's clothes came into the hall and knelt down to reply, "headmaster, we have found out where Jin Yujie is. He did go to Zhongnan mountain a few days ago."

Zhu Wuxin's eyelids jumped and asked, "and then?"

With his understanding of the elder martial brother, he knew that his elder martial brother would not change his decision easily, but he didn't think that the other side could really take Jiang Zheliu back.

"Then Jin Yujie went down the mountain alone. During the time when he came back, he always seemed to be out of his mind. Then he went to Tianji Pavilion and met Wang Wenyuan."

The magic wand... Zhu Wuxin rubbed his fingers and said, "what's happening to Wang Wenyuan?"

"After Wang Wenyuan talked with Jin Yujie, he withdrew the people from Tianji Pavilion who were looking for xianzun."

Youth words finish saying, didn't hear the leader's response, quietly lift eyes to look, just see Zhu unintentional eyes light dark looking at him.

"What do you call him?"

The young man then reflected that he had committed the taboo of the leader. His words trembled for a moment, and he quickly changed his way: "it's Jiang Zheliu. He and he are no longer immortal. He is not the head of the immortal family or the leader of Lingxiao... He is just a useless man whose cultivation has been destroyed..."

Even if he said so, Zhu Wuxin's expression was still cold. He slowly rubbed the sheath of Lingxiao sword and said coldly, "he's a useless man. What are you? It's better to be protected by him for such a long time than a dog... Get out of here

The disciple really couldn't understand Zhu Wuxin's complicated thoughts, and he didn't understand what happened to his brother. He went down as if he had been pardoned.

The hall is quiet again. Zhu Wuxin sits in the same place and sends a letter to the elders of Lingxiao sect. Then he stands up and looks out of the hall.

I don't know if the elder martial brother has said anything. That Jin Yujie is the one who gives advice. Not to mention half a master, even half a father can afford it If Wushuang sword Pavilion and Tianji Pavilion Unite

Zhu Wu thought for a long time, from these complicated and heavy affairs of Lingxiao school, he thought about the relationship between various schools in Xiuzhen world, and even the general trend of the world. Finally, I can't help thinking of the white clothes.

His elder martial brother never likes too warm colors. It seems that there are countless things to be busy every day. It seems that everything in Xiuzhen world has to trouble him. He always has a light look, and can't see happiness or unhappiness.

He always felt that Jiang Zheliu had more or less enjoyed the supremacy of his position, so that he would take good care of xiuzhenjie and Lingxiao sect all the time. Because of this, no matter where he goes, he will never be introduced to Zhu Wuxin or the son of the former Lingxiao leader, but "this is Jiang xianzun's younger martial brother".

The courtesy and awe of those people is like saying that he is just a kind of embellishment and symbol of elder martial brother's prestige.

I wish I didn't want to stop thinking. My eyes just fell on the seal on the table. There was a private seal of Jiang Zheliu, which was engraved with "spring breeze Zheliu".

It's a pity that when the elder martial brother left, it was winter. There was no spring breeze, and he never said goodbye.

Zhu Wuxin didn't know what he was thinking. He reached for his collar and walked out of the inner hall with Lingxiao sword. He said to the disciples waiting for him: "I'll leave. If anyone asks, just say..."

He stopped for a moment and said, "I'll go to talk to my elder martial brother when something is in trouble."

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