My Darling Sick Beauty

It's not only the night of hearing about people, but also other people's first reaction to the idea of "divine friendship" with Jiang Zheliu is to use the word "defile".

There was a slight chill on his body. Even when he held his fingers, he felt cold in the palm of his hand. Bony and very slender, slender and beautiful, but the skin is too pale, like the cold frost under the moonlight.

Jiang Zheliu actually hesitated.

He did not even try the magic of Shenjiao, but he knew the meaning of it was unusual. In his meditation, he felt that the claws holding his hand were loose and tight, tight and loose, full of expectation and uneasiness.

... his spirit is weak now. If he really studies this way with the little devil king, he will inevitably be led by the other party, and all the things he passively bears... He is totally strange and has no experience.

He took out his hand from the palm of his hand, took out the book, calmly opened the first page, read it carefully from top to bottom, then handed it to the other party, thought for a moment, and said: "try, you can try. But this kind of technique depends on the agreement of both sides. If the effect is not good, you don't have to spend too much time on it in the future. "

Wen renye finished reading the first page of the book, a pair of purple eyes transferred, staring at him, the other side's words automatically translated into "you only have one chance" which is full of pressure. He took a deep breath and said firmly, "try it now."

"Now..."

Jiang Zheliu said only two words.

The evil Qi on the other side, which has been converging, repressing and unwilling to let him see completely, revolves around him in a flash and flows slowly around him. An extremely thick and strong spirit atmosphere wrapped around him, like a huge net, directly enveloped him.

The smell of pines and cypresses on people's bodies at night, even the spirits poured in. This kind of breath is soft and light, and gradually spreads. With the binding of Yuanshen, it becomes more and more lingering and rich.

Jiang Zheliu's words suddenly beat the broken voice back to his throat. He subconsciously felt that if he spoke again... He might make some unpleasant sounds.

And this is just the first step. Wen renye releases yuan Shen and clings his fragile spirit tightly, as if embracing him.

The little devil was sitting next to him, holding his hand, but the fragile and sensitive spirit was not just like this. Jiang Zheliu had a rare feeling of losing control... He had no experience in this field, and he had hardly lost control for so many years.

The other party's breath is getting deeper and deeper, expanding and shrinking all the time, slowly surrounding him, making Jiang Zheliu get used to this kind of breath, and even giving up control a little bit.

It's like a clenched finger being pulled apart from its knuckles and held tightly by another person.

Jiang Zheliu felt that she had no strength in her body.

He breathed slowly, trying to adjust himself, not to be so out of control, so passive, not to lose face in front of young people.

But it doesn't help. The night of Wen Ren encircled his arm and gently brought him into his arms.

His movements were soft, and there was no sense of compulsion. But this man's spirit is like an inescapable wall, oppressed from all directions, full of possessiveness and sentimentality on his mind... Hugged him.

Compared with the embrace on the body, this kind of naked spirit fit is more irresistible.

Jiang Zheliu is really out of control.

His spirit has always been attached to each other. I feel that in my mind, between the ruins of the platform, and all the places he can see when he opens his eyes, there is the smell of night, the constant temperature of his body, even the subtle characteristics of his being a demon, and all the obvious details of his spirit.

What is more unavoidable is his strong and sincere love, his secret love and love hidden in his heart for a long time, his duplicity, his tension and treasure in the face of himself

You can feel all the broken willows.

He felt that he was going to be melted away by the spirit of the other party.

It was just the first step, and he couldn't bear it. Jiang Zheliu is indifferent to everything, because almost everything is in his expectation, expectation, or acceptable range. But this... This out of control

Jiang Zheliu closed his eyes and leaned on his shoulder. Slowly and patiently, he spat out a long breath with a warm feeling. He whispered: "the night of hearing people..."

"Well?"

The little demon king responded immediately, adjusted the posture of holding him, and said in a low voice: "uncomfortable?"

Jiang Zheliu didn't die for the sake of his face. He slowly eased his breath and held his voice: "you're too close. I feel like I'm... Hissing... "

This feeling of being suppressed and melted gradually subsided. The spirit of the other side really seemed to retreat for a certain distance, but Yu Wen still circled around him indefinitely. The faint breath of pines and cypresses then came closer and pried open the crack of his spirit.

This is the reason why we can only let Wen renye play the leading role. In Jiang Zheliu's present state, let alone pry his Yuanshen, he can be dragged by the other party to melt when he rubs against his Yuanshen.

Jiang Zheliu's spirit is full of holes, and his energy is very limited, so when he is opened by the other party, he doesn't have the feeling of rejection, but he has the feeling of strangeness. Every sensitive nerve terminal seems to be transmitting a kind of invasion message to him.

He grasped the skirt of Wen renye's clothes. His fingers were white, and his palms were moist with a little cold sweat.

This is just the content of the first page. There are only two steps. One is to fit each other, and the other is this simple initial integration.

The sense of existence of Wen Ren night is too strong. No matter how careful he was, he also showed a serious breath of deterrence. Although the breath had been very considerate when he entered the other party's spirit, his aggressive nature as a demon still made Jiang Zheliu uneasy.

Jiang Zheliu was held by him, and his spirit seemed to be tired and tired. He had no resistance to the invasion, and little by little gave control to Wen renye.

It went incredibly well.

Hearing the night detective's hand, he walked around behind him and disappeared into the snow colored hair of the man in his arms. The spirits of the two people are rubbing against each other and penetrating into each other. He can vaguely feel each other's breath, as cold as ice and snow, but very soft, soft to almost no offensive. He thought he could feel Jiang Zheliu's feelings about the past for so many years, but the more he penetrated, the more he found that he had no feelings at all.

He just meets one thing, solves one thing, meets a difficult problem, makes a choice, does not even have any personal emotion.

Only when the other party gives over the control completely can we feel a heavy coolness and deep sleepiness.

Wen renye seemed to understand his attitude, as if the present day was the best destination he could imagine.

The spirit interacts with each other continuously, rotates and fits together continuously, and then merges with each other to a deeper and deeper degree.

Jiang Zheliu slightly loosened his hand holding his skirt, and pushed him with insufficient strength. His voice was a little vague: "come out."

The voice was too light. If he didn't pay attention to each other's movements all the time, he almost couldn't hear them at night. He hugged each other in his arms and said, "I'll mend the crack for you."

The cracks of Shenjiao are not destructive, and most of them are opened voluntarily. On the other hand, Jiang Zheliu's spirit is almost covered with cracks as dense as a cobweb, which makes him have half a step of the realm of golden immortal without corresponding ability.

The oppressive breath came close to his mind. Jiang Zheliu felt that he couldn't stand it, so he said: "you come out first, I can't do it."

The little devil was naturally obedient, and then he pulled out the yuan Shen, who was deeply trapped, and converged back into his body.

The other side is completely in his arms. Hearing that night, he reached out to wipe the cold sweat on the forehead of the broken willow, and said in a low voice, "is it hard?"

It's not uncomfortable, but the feeling of out of control, mixed with that kind of... The smell of being invaded. It's really strange and uneasy for him.

Jiang Zheliu's body felt soft. He put pressure on Wen renye's shoulder for a long time. Then he said: "you're too much."

Wen renye: "ah?"

"You're about to wear it." Jiang Zheliu reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, "my spirit is thin."

He said calmly, without any impurity, but he heard people's blood boiling in the night, full of strange colors in his head. He listened to the soft voice of Jiangzhe liuqiang tune. He didn't know which string was wrong. He nervously rolled his Adam's apple and said, "I just went in for a cup of tea."

Jiang Zheliu was stunned and looked up at him: "so long?"

It's difficult to try this kind of thing for the first time. Some people may not be able to pry away the spirit at the first time, or they can't even fit together, let alone the time to melt into a cup of tea.

It's not that it doesn't fit. It seems that it fits too well, which makes Jiang Zheliu feel so uneasy.

"Is this a long time?" Hearing the person night picked next eyebrow, "if not you let me come out, I can stay inside all the time."

"... well, that's not necessary."

It takes a lot of effort for the spirit to intersect. If it continues, it's not human. It's just that Wen Ren Ye is not human at all. His evil spirit always lingers around, full of strong alien characteristics.

"If you don't feel disgusted, it seems to be useful." The little devil reached for his white hair and said, "well, can I continue to spoil you in the future..."

This word changes, let a person doubt the culture education level of demon world simply.

Jiang Zheliu was already too tired to talk. He buried himself in the arms of hearing people's night, and closed his eyes to listen to him. The spirit, which had just been completely opened, was still full of sensitivity and sleepy to death. However, he was still affected by the slightest movement and did not fall asleep immediately.

"Broken willows?" Wen renye called him low, "are you tired?"

Of course, he was very tired. He was washed by those strong feelings. He felt that his weak and indifferent emotions were fainted and stained with each other's color.

Hearing the night, he picked up the other party, went through the bead curtain, and held it all the way to the soft couch. The great beauty in her arms also tied around his neck very coordinately and leaned against him wholeheartedly.

When he was about to take off his tent and let him have a rest, he found that he didn't let go. Instead, he grabbed his collar and took it to the bed.

... it seems that this is a side effect of the interaction between gods and souls, which will produce dependence after the end.

The little devil was pulled by his sweetheart's finger on his collar. He felt that everyone was stupid. He looked at his trembling eyelashes when he bowed his head. He didn't know whether he was sleeping or not.

Hearing that night, as a demon lord, he thinks that he has the heart to be a thief, but he has not enough courage to be a thief. He looked at each other sleeping in the soft couch. His side face was very soft. Even the cold air disappeared. It was like... It was like waiting for him to kiss.

After watching for a long time, he didn't know what was going on in his mind. Then he stretched out his hand to untie his robe, hung it next to the bed, lay on Jiang Zheliu's side, and carefully held him in his arms.

The other side's waist is very thin. You can feel Jiang Zheliu's slightly lower body temperature through a layer of snow colored thin shirt. It can calm the agitation in the demon's body and make it very comfortable to hold.

Wen renye slowly embraces him.

Jiang Zheliu is asleep now. He sleeps very quietly. He hardly changes his posture before waking up. He doesn't even resist being held by the other side. It seems that he had just finished his divine intercourse. The smell of Wen Ren's night was so familiar and dependent that he even hugged him back. He lowered his head to the bone of Wen Ren's night, and the smell spread slowly.

It's crazy to hear people's night. My chest is pounding. As he told himself to calm down, he hugged each other, got closer and closer, and gently gave him a kiss on the forehead.

That pair of purple eyes staring at each other, full of nonsense filled in——

I really like it. I really like it. I want to hide it

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Lingxiao school.

On the main hall of Lingxiao sect, an old man with white hair and beard, leaning on crutches, stands beside Zhu Wuxin.

This is Lin Qingxu, the leader of Lingxiao school, and his deputy when Jiang Zheliu was in power. Although the elder's cultivation is not outstanding, he has hundreds of years of experience in helping Jiang Zheliu, so he has a say in many things, but he is mediocre and incompetent, easy to be encouraged, and easy to be confused in big things, so Jiang Zheliu has never considered him.

Zhu Wuxin's old wound is not good, he is trapped by the evil spirit, which makes him feel depressed now. But the physical injury, compared with the scene of that day, is nothing at all.

Recently, at the border of Xiuzhen world and all walks of life, many sects have sent news, saying that the border demons are wandering, and even the underworld is full of ghosts. Those sects are short of manpower, so they ask the head of Xianmen for help.

For this matter, Zhu Wuxin has been dealing with a lot of troubles. He handed the token to Lin Qingxu and said, "thank you, elder. Let's use the method we discussed before and ask the disciples to help us. "

Lin Qingxu took the token: "I'll do my best, and the leader should take care of himself."

He turned to leave, then stopped, turned and said: "there is one thing, I want to tell the leader."

Zhu Wuxin frowned: "elder, please tell me."

In fact, he didn't want to listen. He was upset by these troubles these days. In addition, when he thought about what happened in Zhongnan mountain, he felt that his blood was surging. It seemed that there was something very important that he hadn't noticed up to now.

Lin Qingxu took a look at the tea on the table and said: "in recent days, the spies who stayed in Wushuang sword Pavilion reported that Jin Yujie had been very close to Zhuque Zhenjun in the demon world recently, and seemed to be discussing something. Later, I sent someone to Tianji pavilion to ask the leader of Wang Pavilion, and he said

When I heard the names of these two people, I felt nervous: "what did you say?"

"He said that Zhuque Zhenjun and Jin Shaoge are for the sake of Jiang xianzun."

These three words are like minefields, which make Zhu Wuxin feel depressed immediately. When he thought of what Jiang Zheliu said that day, he felt that his blood was cold.

Is it just because of my father's will that I take care of myself? Elder martial brother, he

In Zhu Wuxin's cognition, Jiang Zheliu is the one who has been taking care of him and protecting him unconditionally. That's why he even cares if the other party doesn't talk to him. He felt that he and his elder martial brother should have been the two most familiar and intimate people, and should not be alienated because of anyone. Even if, even if he was confused for a moment, he let his elder martial brother get hurt

I wish you a break.

In a moment of confusion

He suddenly felt as if he had pierced the skin of the thin membrane with a needle, revealing a hole as big as a pinhole, which allowed him to see his more real thoughts.

Zhu unintentionally raised the tea cup on the table, took a quick and impatient drink, closed his eyes, breathed out a breath, and said: "for my elder martial brother? What can they do? One by one, they are rubbish. When they meet my elder martial brother, they can't even talk. What can they do? "

"But if xianzun is willing to go with them..."

"No way!"

Zhu unintentionally opened his eyes and suddenly looked up at Lin Qingxu. His eyes were like a wolf cub who had been hurt and abandoned. He showed a fierce cold light: "my elder martial brother can't promise. Everything he did is for the sake of the world. Only if he is different to me, only I can let him come back..."

The more he said it, the more hasty he was, and the more he said it, the more his mood fluctuated. Zhu Wuxin took a few steps in the same place, and his expression sank slowly.

"... those who covet my elder martial brother should die."

Lin Qingxu glanced at the table and drank most of the tea cup. He waved the dust and said kindly, "that's the closest person to the leader. Naturally, the leader should take it back in person."

This "closest person" seems to touch the most secret nerve of Zhu Wuxin, and he stops.

"... he must be angry with me."

Lin Qingxu didn't know why. When he heard the new leader holding a corner of the table, he said in a dazed way: "elder martial brother must be angry with me. It's strange that I didn't say that to him properly. He should be, should be the best person to me... It's because he's angry with me that he's mixed up with a big devil. "

Jin Yujie and lie Zhen's action naturally means that Jiang Zheliu does not have any idea of reset. But in Zhu Wuxin's mind at the moment, he was wrapped by a strong sense of loss. He almost didn't care about the leader's position any more. He was a little bewildered and thought about the past with his elder martial brother... If he did it again, he would not be confused for a moment... He would not let his elder martial brother suffer such a heavy injury.

I wish Wu Xin took a deep breath and reflected what he had done. He leaned against the side of the case, his eyes slowly lowered.

"Elder. When I did that, in fact... It was too much, wasn't it? "

Lin Qingxu knows what he said, but it's a good thing for Lin Qingxu, because the leader is in the hands of Jiang Zheliu, and these elders are always oppressed and almost never stand out. But if they are in the hands of Zhu Wuxin, it's much easier to get them.

The elder stroked his long beard and said kindly, "you are the son of the former headmaster. Jiang xianzun is so good with the headmaster. I'm sure he will forgive you."

Zhu Wuxin stood in the same place, seemed to be comforted by this sentence, murmured: "he will forgive me."

As he said this, he reached out and picked up his cloak from one side. As he walked out, he tied his cloak, and his head did not return to the tunnel: "elder, I'm going to leave."

His back was soon out of sight. Lin Qingxu stood looking for a while, reached out and poured the residual water from the tea cup on the table into the ground. Then he rubbed the token in his hand and sighed to himself: "these children are really... Jiang xianzun. It's a pity that you still haven't taught him well after so much trouble."

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The effect of Wutong Hanqing powder is gradual onset, rather than full play overnight. It's the same with cone poison powder. It's never until it's deeply rooted.

While adding medicine in the medicine stove and lowering the temperature of danhuo, ember year looked at the medicated food spectrum in his hand and complained about the two ginseng dolls in front of him: "it's said that Qingyu leaf and Qibao Lotus can't be cooked together! What's the matter with you two, neither of you can remember? "

The female Taoist child put on a brush and said in a low voice: "it's the master who wrote it wrong..."

"Oh, you!" The year of Ember was interrupted by her, and she said angrily, "what if I made a mistake? Have I said that before? Well, I've given Mr. Jiang something wrong. You'd better think about how to explain it to the devil for a while. "

The boy said: "just now I asked a Chu. She said that the master fell asleep when he saw half of the book, but he should not wake up. Why don't we take advantage of this time... "

This is not unusual, Jiang Zheliu's physical condition is doomed to need a lot of sleep time. In the year of Ember, Wen Yan glanced at him and said, "at this time?"

"... escape?" The little boy explored the tunnel.

As soon as his words fell, he was knocked by the year of Ember and covered his forehead.

Yu Jin Nian was tired and said, "well, let's talk to Wen renye. I can't count on you... According to your materials, it's estimated that master Jiang will be blind for several days."

The female Taoist boy mumbled: "he stays in danxinguan, and it's safe. It's OK."

"Go, go." In the year of Ember, he sent two ginseng dolls away to invite the devil. Then he took the Dan stove and put the pills in the porcelain bottle. Not long after, he saw Wen Ren night lift the bamboo curtain and sit opposite him.

This demon is a double standard. In front of master Jiang, he is a good neighbor who is obedient and harmless. In front of others, he is always cold and expressionless, and his whole body is full of the atmosphere of "sooner or later I will kill you".

Yu Jinnian looked at Wen Ren's night and told the story in a euphemistic way. Then he saw Wen Ren's dark purple eyes slightly raised, and their eyes were cold, and their intonation was cold: "lost, bright?"

"About three or five days." The year of Ember saw that the situation was not right, and immediately added, "but these three or five days are empty fingers, maybe not so long. All the medicines are tonics. This time, the side effect will occur only when the medicine is diluted, and the eyes can't meet the light. But after this time, his vision, which had been damaged a few days ago, should also recover. "

Hearing the last half of the sentence, Wen renye relaxed his brow a little. He looked at the year of Ember without saying a word and got up to leave.

"Wait a minute." Yu Jinnian stopped him, pondered for a moment, and said, "I have a plan. Maybe I can omit many tedious steps to support elder Jiang's body, but I need... The Lord's help."

Hearing people's footsteps at night, he turned around and said, "you say."

"It is said that behind the second Xuantong gate of the demon world, there is a natural resurrection stone, which has strong vitality." "The resurrection stone is just a name, it can't revive the dead, but it's full of powerful vitality. It can make the barren demon world grow flowers and leaves in a circle of ten miles."

There is such a stone in the ten li flower room behind the gate.

"You must know that the elder's constitution is special." Ember year looked up at him, "I read a lot of medical books and strange things, this is the most suitable thing for his constitution, I estimated that if I can wear it, it should be very helpful to the elder's body... But it seems that the demon world didn't take it out at that time?"

Wen renye recalled: "there is a python of different species around that thing. When my father led the army to open it up, he thought that the stone was useless, so he left it there."

His words slightly pause, way: "I go to see him, medical Saint rest assured, in five days, I will take back."

This seems to be the first time that he has been so polite to this exquisite doctor.

Yu Jinnian was a little relieved when he saw him leave. He thought that Jiang Zheliu woke up in darkness. He thought it was a bit exciting, but he thought it was Jiang Zheliu... With his attitude, maybe he would do a little thing?

At the same time, on the other side.

Ah Chu is still tidying up his clothes in the room, thinking about the miracle of tomorrow. What should Liu Liu wear? The corner on his head is almost fine. Recently, he is immersed in the joy of changing the main character's clothes.

After finishing all kinds of white clothes, ah Chu turned his head and saw Jiang Zheliu sitting beside the bed. His eyes were empty and he had been sitting for a while. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't think much about it. He ran over and showed the clothes to each other: "brother, is this good-looking? Will you wear this tomorrow? "

The river turns Liu to follow prestige to go, facing a piece of gray, silent for a moment, nod a way: "good-looking."

"This dark pattern is a bit repetitive." Ah Chu said, "what do you think of this? Chang Qian said last night that the one with plum pattern is the best. "

Jiang Zheliu felt that he was in a bit of a dilemma. Although he could not see anything without focusing, he still thought seriously for a moment and said, "it's all good-looking."

"Of course." Ah Chu was very satisfied. "Brother Shenxian looks good in everything. So I'll... Tomorrow, brother? "

He finally found that the other side's eyes were out of focus.

Xiaolu's heart was full of alarm bells. He flipped through the part he saw and confirmed that there was no such crazy content. While questioning the version he saw, he rubbed against Jiang Zheliu's knee and watched it for a long time. His heart thumped, and his voice was about to cry: "you... You look at me?"

Jiang Zheliu reached out and touched his corner and said calmly, "I can't see it."

These three characters directly broke a Chu's psychological defense line. He was lying on Jiang Zheliu's knee. As soon as he opened his mouth to cry, he was caught by the back of his neck with a cold hand, as if carrying an object to one side.

"He's fine. It's temporary." Is to hear the voice of the devil at night, "the year of the embers said that the medicated food has been made with one flavor, which has produced side effects."

A Chu burst out crying to half, silly not lengdeng was carried to the side, see Wen renye occupied the beautiful brother body side position, took out a light blue embroidered with golden flowers and exotic animals of long silk, blindfolded the eyes of the beauty.

"No light."

The long silk goes around the white hair and is tied behind the head. Jiang Zheliu felt his breath swept through his ears, and some fever.

"Don't be afraid." "It's OK," he said

The long silk covering the eyes is light and soft. I don't know what the material is. Jiang Zheliu raised his hand and touched it, but there was no fear in his tone and expression... This was something he had imagined many times. Even if it happened, I'm afraid he would still be very calm.

Sometimes, his excessive calmness makes him look like an eternal ice, so cold that it's hard to catch even emotional fluctuations.

Jiang Zheliu touched his eyes across a layer of soft silk and said, "I'm not afraid."

The other party's breath came over again, as if he wanted to hold him, but he stopped in front of him. It sounded as if he was a little nervous and said, "just don't be afraid. I'm going to leave for a few days. You should stay here by yourself... "

Jiang Zheliu thinks of his identity... The frame structure of the demon world is different from that of the four immortals in Xiuzhen world. Some things don't need to be handled by wenrenye himself, but he has been here for a long time. It's very normal for him to go back to deal with the affairs of the demon world at this time.

He nodded and said, "OK."

Just to Jiang Zheliu's guess, there should be some urgent things, will let the other party go now, according to the little devil's temper, his current situation, he probably won't leave easily.

This is really an important thing, but Wen renye didn't tell him that he wanted to take the resurrection stone to cure him.

Jiang Zheliu was forgiven for his kindness all his life and suffered a lot. Wenrenye doesn't want to let him have this kind of guilt when facing himself. All he does is that he is willing to do it. He is willing to do it. He doesn't want Jiang Zheliu to have any burden for it.

He doesn't want the other party to accept him and promise him out of this burden. That's the desecration of his feelings.

"Is that all you have to say?" Wen renye was very close. When Jiang Zheliu was out of sight, the breath became more vivid. "Can you... Talk to me again?"

Jiang Zheliu was originally very calm, but when he pasted this sentence, his cold and introverted nerves for so many years seemed to be stirred, rolled up by the tongue of fire with hot temperature, which made people feel at a loss.

He had never experienced this kind of thing, but his long experience made him well conceal the change of his mood. After a short silence, Jiang Zheliu held out his hand and held each other's finger, and said in a low voice, "then you, come back early."

He said a word, and then said: "or, I'll tell you about the form of the demon world, and then you go?"

The first sentence is quite exciting for the devil, but the second one starts to be less human. Hearing this, I was slightly shocked at night

"Since your father ruled, the characteristics of the demon world have been revealed." Jiang Zheliu went back to his familiar field and said faintly, "the extreme barrenness and barbarism, and the militant atmosphere of the whole people, make the production technology of the demon world stagnate. On the contrary, the top casting of weapons and armor is becoming stronger and stronger. It has become a race suitable for plunder... If the Xuantong gate had not been opened, I'm afraid the war would have happened long ago. "

"The heaven, material and earth treasures in Xuantong gate are related to other resources. You don't seem to care about them at all. You will always take the treasures that increase your fighting power and accomplishments... Under the baptism and edification of this direction, within 200 years at most, the demon world will be like a chariot full of gunpowder. The wheels will roll over the demon world, and then the Xiuzhen world, after taking over the human world connected with the Xiuzhen world, In the end, they will attack the netherworld. "

Jiang Zheliu seems to have said so much in front of him for the first time.

"If all goes well, your future is really immeasurable." Jiang Zheliu slowly said, "just pay attention to two points. One thing is that among the great demons, there must be ambitious people waiting for the opportunity to ascend. Maybe there will be an internal bloodbath before the war and turmoil. The second point is that the war will hurt the harmony of heaven. I'm afraid you will be hindered when you reach the stage of harmony in the future. At this time, you must listen to me... "

When he said that, he seemed to think of something again. He felt that two hundred years was too long for him to see, so he did not say any more.

Even when he heard this, he was stunned. He looked at the sickly beauty in front of him. He was sitting beside the couch in a thin shirt, with a soft blanket between his knees. His white hair was blindfolded. There was a delicate and fragile beauty. It looked like a picture. As a result, it is such a topic of maneuvering and guiding.

"You're all like that." Hearing the night talk, he said, "Why are you still thinking about these things?"

Jiang Zheliu was also stunned by this response. He felt that this man was full of evil spirit and evil spirit. He looked like a powerful enemy in the cultivation world. How could he have heard so much? His first reaction was that he thought things were too complicated and painful.

He was angry and funny. He pinched each other's fingers and said, "this is what I thought before. If it wasn't that the boundary membrane broke unexpectedly, you should be in my hands."

The strength of the other side is too light, the heart that hears a person night follows to be teased. His breath is full of dry heat, can not be ignored around the past, gradually closer and closer.

"I'm in your hands now," he said slowly

The rosin is long and the tone is heavy.

Jiang Zheliu's heart almost missed half a beat. He was silent, and his ears were hot. He was burning crispy and itchy. This extremely strange feeling made him uneasy. After a while, he said in a low voice: "I can't hold my sword. I'm afraid you can't fulfill your desire to compete with me."

I want to beat him. This is the reason that the other party first advised him to treat.

After a long time of baptism, this wish has changed from obsession to a symbol. The more secret and profound feelings, the more deep into the bottom of my heart, unwilling to easily admit, unwilling to say.

"... it doesn't matter." Wen renye looked at him and said, "I have a new wish."

He gently pressed Jiang Zheliu's shoulder and kissed his eyes across the soft silk.

Under the silk, the white eyelashes trembled a little, revealing a trace of rare unprepared.

It turned out that he was not born so indifferent. I think at night.

His voice was sincere and frank, with a sense of urgent expectation, but it sounded solemnly in his ears.

"I want to see you every day for the rest of my life."

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Don't tease, don't tease, no more.