My Darling Sick Beauty

In Jiang Zheliu's perception, I can't feel how fierce the night is.

In fact, he still thinks that the other party has a good temper and is a kind of easy-going person. He doesn't understand the way many decent sects look at him.

"Xian, Xian Zun..." before that, the female Xiu of the ten thousand Gu sect shivered for a while and swallowed her saliva with difficulty. "Are you really not... Not forced?"

Jiang Zheliu patiently explained two more sentences, and his expression seemed much more peaceful than before. He mistakenly thought that he was too cold, fair and speechless, and didn't communicate with others often, which made them so afraid.

However, they are not afraid of him. Instead, they are greedy for him. They are full of strange thoughts, respect and admiration. Mixed with the beautiful feelings aroused by the heavenly spirit, they are just like toads. Toads eat frogs and are ugly and playful.

Jiang Zheliu came forward to explain, and there was a fierce devil standing next to him. Even though these people were hard to believe, they had to thank and leave one by one, and each of them had to pour out their gratitude and admiration for Jiang Zheliu. After a wave of suggestive words, people were very sleepy.

After all the smaller sects withdrew from Danxin temple, master Mingjing of lanruo Temple stepped forward. He only recited a Buddha's name, and then handed a Buddha's sign to Jiang Zheliu.

Mingjing's master, the former abbot of lanruo temple, once had a friendship with Jiang Zheliu on a rainy night. However, he died more than 300 years ago.

Jiang Zheliu once looked at Mingjing, and he grew up all the way. He took it, rubbed it with the touch of his finger for a moment, and slowly read out the words

It's snowy for thousands of years, but I'm not willing to go to night.

Long candle chasing twilight, body dream two former alliance.

Before Jiang Zheliu opened his mouth, Mingjing said, "I have been practicing for my predecessors for several days before I get this signature."

He turned his head and looked at the night of hearing people around him. Then he looked back and said with a little uneasiness: "the elder has his own way to solve the signature. I dare not say more. I just hope you take care of yourself."

Jiang Zheliu rubbed the smart stick and said, "thank you. I know it. Go ahead. "

After another salute, master Mingjing immediately read the Buddha's name and left the concept of Danxin.

Then Tianji Pavilion and Lingxiao sect, who came on behalf of the elder Dharma protector, bid farewell one by one. At this moment, the temple was completely pure. Only Jin Yujie stood not far away in silence. The old man standing behind him raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. The young leader of the Golden matchless sword Pavilion came forward and bowed to salute: "elder."

Before he finished, he heard the old man cough twice. Jin Yujie raised his eyes and glanced at the night of hearing people, and knelt down reluctantly.

He had no problem with half of his teachers and favorite people, and Jiang Zheliu saved him more than once. But when I thought it was in front of the devil, I was young and angry.

"Yujie came to admit his mistake to his predecessors." The master of Jin Shaoge lowered his head and said, "Zhuque Zhenjun told me that the bastard... I was in a hurry when I heard that the master took you to the demon world. I just wanted to find you back..."

He and liezhen basically have the same idea, but before they send a message to Wen Ren, they find that Jiang Zheliu is not taken to the devil's world, but is healing here.

As soon as the news came out, he was grabbed by his father's neck to make amends. His father scolded him all night last night. Jiang xianzun's reputation has been tarnished by him for thousands of years. Now, even if xianzun had nothing to do with the devil, I'm afraid Xiuzhen would have to force them to have something to do with it. It's probably that kind of relationship that's not very interesting.

Jin Yujie has a father in charge of the gain and loss. Now he is kneeling down in front of Jiang Zheliu. Although he is apologizing, his mind is full of the eye problems of his predecessors. He wants to talk and stops talking.

His old father, Jin Changming, has regarded elder Jiang as his parents since Jiang Zheliu brought him back from the river Styx. Jin Yujie, for example, has such a special idea that he never dares to tell his father. In his father's eyes, this child is Jiang Zheliu's youngest son. It's disobedient to slander him and should be punished.

As soon as Jiang Zheliu heard his voice, he guessed what he thought. He listened to the other party finish, then began to say: "really know wrong?"

Jin Yujie is like eggplant beaten by frost: "really, I know my mistake."

Jiang Zheliu nodded and suddenly said, "what do you mean by letting me relax my gender condition?"

He coldly said the words before, Jin Yujie immediately sweat inverted vertical, head melon seeds buzzing. Not far away, Jin Changming, who has become a master of life, is also stunned. Then he bangs on his crutch and immediately goes forward to hold the back collar of the boy.

"What did you say to Jiang xianzun?"

Jin Changming didn't intend to make a sound, so he asked the bastard to show his sincerity in front of Jiang xianzun. As soon as he heard this, he got it. Jiang Zheliu watched the bastard grow up. What's the difference between this and sleeping his adoptive father? It's almost reckless.

"Xianzun taught you nothing." Jin Changming was so angry that he lost several moustaches. "I'll kill you directly. How can you make me look like this! I've lost my reputation all my life in the hands of you little bastard

Just when Jin Changming was about to fight him, Jiang Zheliu coughed lightly, and said faintly, "the owner of the pavilion is also here."

Jin Changming immediately stopped, turned his head and looked at Jiang Zheliu carefully for a while. He turned his head to the year of Ember and determined the problem of the other party's eyes again. He knew it was temporary. Then he took his hand and said in a complicated mood: "Zheliu, don't take this bastard's words to heart. He actually remembers your teaching and saving his life..."

Knowing that he didn't like being touched, Jin Changming released his hand, took down the sword box on his back, and turned to say, "I should have returned it earlier, but I'm afraid I'll touch your sadness. This time I know you're healing. I think I'm in a better mood, so I dare to return your old sword."

Since Jiang Zheliu took over the post of Lingxiao leader, the only sword he had was the Lingxiao sword hidden in the ice scabbard. All the swords he used before were sent to Wushuang sword Pavilion for maintenance and collection. It was agreed that he would return these swords when the next Lingxiao leader took over.

Wushuang sword Pavilion is the largest sword casting sect in the world and the most professional and reliable.

Jiang Zheliu reached out and touched the sword box for a moment. There are three swords in it, each of which is chilly and gives off a crisp and cheerful ringing when touching.

It's just that he can't lift the sword, and it's not the same as before. Now it's just sentimental to get these old things.

Jiang Zheliu reached out and touched it for a moment, then sighed and said, "there is Laojin Pavilion master, but these things are useless to me..."

He wanted to say that it was useless, but before he finished his words, he was cut off by the voice of the little devil.

"Thank you very much."

Hearing that night, he brought the sword box back from Jin Changming's hand. He closed the wooden box and put it in the storage ring. He said to him, "I'll take it for you. It's so heavy. It's sour for you to take it for a while."

Jiang Zheliu

Look, it's this man who says he's coquettish, and we'll judge him.

Jin Changming took a look at the devil next to him. With his spicy eyes, he could see more things than the younger generation. In his eyes, Wen renye's attitude towards Jiang Zheliu is obviously very different. At least for the time being, Jiang xianzun should have no sign of being coerced or coerced.

He turned his eyes and looked at his son who was not a tool. He sighed and said, "I'm old, but my realm is still. I'm hopeless in the fairyland. Among the people in the realm of cultivation, either they are compassionate and lack of decisiveness, like master Mingjing, or they are gifted but without foresight, mean and selfish but without self-knowledge. This is the situation for those who are far sighted and capable of undertaking great tasks, such as you. "

Jiang Zheliu said: "there are also Pavilion owners."

Jin Changming waved his hand again and again: "the day when the next thunder disaster comes is the time when my soul returns to heaven and earth. I have the heart to support the right, but I can't go back to heaven."

He's not the only one with a weak heart.

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, and said softly, "even though the fire is always boiling in my heart, it should condense into ice for thousands of years."

It's snowy for thousands of years, but I'm not willing to go to night. Jiang Zheliu touched the handwriting on the smart sign silently.

Jin Changming sighed: "your name is taboo for Liu, and you should be longer than spring. But thousands of years have passed, but it's snowy at night. "

The master of the Golden Pavilion once met Zhu Wenyuan, the master of Jiang Zheliu. According to his age, he was older than Jiang Zheliu. It is only because he is difficult to survive the calamity that his state of mind has been stagnant for nearly two hundred years, which gradually reveals the old state of Longzhong caused by various factors.

Two people talk for a while, Jin Changming see his reaction is slower, find each other a little tired, then pull Jin Yujie left.

When everyone left, Yu Jinnian wrote the prescription and asked Wen renye, "I told you to come out. Why do you take him with you? Thanks to the master of old Jin Pavilion, otherwise that Jin Yujie could be so good? "

Jiang Zheliu glanced at him and said, "if I don't come and they don't go, what are you going to do?"

"What to do?" Ember year hook lips a smile, "the Lord is who, can let you suffer?"? All of these people are not enough for him to fight. Besides, I will teach these children a lesson from the heart of their parents. "

Is that how doctors use their parents' hearts?

"Well, well, you..." in the middle of the year of Ember, he suddenly stopped for a moment. He stood up and felt it carefully. He looked at Jiang Zheliu and walked around him. "Tut, you..."

As he spoke, he approached. When he bowed his head, the tip of his nose would touch each other's shoulder, and then he was pushed away mercilessly by a big devil's claw.

Yu Jiannian didn't care. Instead, he stared at Jiang Zheliu for a long time and happily patted Wen renye on the shoulder: "I don't know whether to congratulate you or sympathize with you first... The combination of tianlingti and resurrection stone is too strong. I'm a pure human race, but I have a keen sense of smell than ordinary people. I can obviously feel it... If it's a demon..."

When he said this, he remembered that wenrenye was a complete demon clan. Schadenfreude turned into surprise, and he said with great admiration: "you can stand it."

Wen Ren looked at him at night with no expression: "if I can't help it?"

Yu Jinnian looked at it with a smile. Relying on the identity of a doctor, every sentence was very rampant: "of course, let master Jiang castrate you."

I was not angry when I heard that night, but subconsciously turned around and looked at Jiang Zheliu. Since last night I put on the resurrection stone, the other party's breath has become more obvious. The demons are better. For the demons, it's almost like eating the temptation of immortality. It's full of sweet taste.

Jiang Zheliu listened to them and said thoughtfully, "Xiao Yu, the book you gave me says that Yang and Wu of all races..."

Before he had finished speaking, the year of Ember on the opposite side immediately coughed violently, which stopped his plain tone and indescribable content.

Wen renye didn't know what books he would read to Jiang Zheliu. If he knew that he would read them to Jiang xianzun, he would have to chop him with his backhand. It's a small matter to chop him. I'm afraid his collection of books in this room will not be spared.

A few days ago, when Jiang Zheliu's eyes were OK, he once gave him several private books. One of them was about popularizing knowledge, that is, about the different ways of Yang and things of different races and the different ways of making friends. It was a popular science book based on stories.

For example, the original rosefinch of the real king rosefinch was bred by mating. And the carp essence in the pool is bred in vitro. As for the little guy who is often half demon and half demon, the snake demon has two things, all of which are thorns, and they are also strange in shape, similar to the shape of a cactus. And the demons

It seems that the demons are different because of their specific races and ontologies. For example, Wen Ren ye, a demon with blood armor and bone spurs, is hard to estimate what it looks like. And it's not a complete prototype. It's said that among the demons, there is a desire to eat with lust and desire. Demons have an advantage in that indescribable thing

It is because of this that Jiang Zheliu will associate with the newly acquired "knowledge" a few days ago because of their jokes.

However, he really looked at it as knowledge, and the year of Ember was obviously not so justified.

He was so secretive that he couldn't hear it at night. He frowned and asked, "what book?"

"Er..." Jiang Zheliu naturally felt that in the year of embers, he didn't want to let Wen renye know that in order to protect his foundation, he rarely said against his heart, "it's not a good book."

"What's your name?"

"Call..." Jiang Zheliu thought, "108 ways to make the little devil not jealous."

Wen renye: "I look like, is it so easy to cheat?"

"No Jiang Zheliu's attitude is sincere, and he smiles gently, "but you don't seem to embarrass me."

The night of hearing people

What's the matter with this man? It's obvious that he's hiding it, but every word will make him helpless.

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It's snowy for thousands of years, but I'm not willing to go to night. Long candle chasing twilight, body dream two former alliance—— Adapted from Jinjiang author Qi Limian's "ten wishes song", has been authorized! The original sentence is "willing to be the cold mountain snow, go to the night for thousands of years, willing to be the gap in the light, the body dream of two former alliance." She's really very cultured!