My Darling Sick Beauty

We can take our time when we hear about the mental problems of people's night. It doesn't matter if we have Jiang Zheliu. However, the side effects of Taoism on him can't be delayed any longer.

He really didn't want to see the other side get hurt and bleed again.

However, the side effect of killing daozhong is so strong, because his state of mind is biased, so the impact is so serious. These two problems are related to each other and should be solved together.

"According to your description, this is to live in your own world." "Maybe in his eyes, you are no different from before you return to life, just the difference of getting better," he said

Jiang Zheliu thought the same, but he did not come up with a way to reverse this situation.

Two people four eyes opposite, studied for a long time, also did not discuss a reasonable plan.

When Jiang Zheliu saw half of the book in his hand, the plot above was full of indescribable content in Jinjiang. Two people exchange fruitless, can only turn to chat along the feeling of reading.

"What's this called?" Yu Jinnian glanced over and found that it was an old book, "the edition 80 years ago. I'm sorry you put your bookmarks so well. "

"The little devil won't touch my things." Jiang Zheliu said simply, "you don't move either."

No one else has a chance to move. What's the difference between touching a broken willow on the river and stroking a tiger's beard.

"It's hard for people to be abstinent as soon as they start eating meat," Yu Jinnian sighed. But... "

When he said that, he stopped for a moment, turned to look at Jiang Zheliu and went back and forth on him. He didn't know what color he was thinking. After a while, he said, "if you are not in good health, he will not touch you."

Jiang Zheliu nodded blandly, waiting for his later words.

"If you can't get out of the room, you'll have a hard time for the rest of your life."

Jiang Zheliu did not expect this, looked down at the book in his hand, looked at the year of embers, and said directly: "what do you want to say?"

"I want to say --" year of Ember showed a smile, "if you let Wen renye do something with you, he will know that you are not sick to death, and the hallucination can be alleviated..."

Good guy, I'm really open-minded to him. His mouth is so cruel.

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a long time. He thought about the time with the little devil in his not particularly clear memory. He only remembered that he didn't get out of bed for a few days, but his other impression was not very clear.

As for the technology of both sides... Forget it, it's too humiliating, let's not mention it.

Maybe it's also the racial talent of the demons.

"You really deserve to be an expert in Fengyue business." Jiang Zheliu glanced at him, "even the way he thought of is like this."

"But I think it might work." On the contrary, Yu Jinnian was very excited. "If I can really change his mind, even if I don't practice Buddhism, I think it's boundless merit."

Jiang Zheliu didn't speak. Instead, he changed the book in his hand and brought up the double repair secret book under the cabinet. He said calmly and indifferently, "I'm the one with boundless merit."

He gave a pause.

"You can try."

Now that there is nothing we can do about it, it's time to be a living horse doctor. However, although he is better now, he can't force the little devil.

"As long as you are willing to try." Yu Jinnian rubbed his hands, as if he had finally come to the field he was good at. He had been hit by all kinds of attacks for so many years, and he was going to be sick in the demon world.

The doctor Saint took out his things from the storage ring and put them in a row. He happily introduced to master Jiang how to use them for a long time, but he heard the other party coldly say: "what do you use with the second young master?"

The second young master said it was Wang Moxuan. He slept too long and forgot the name of the little mute, only vaguely remembering his identity.

The action of the year of Ember suddenly stopped, and then reflected that the other party was deliberately teasing himself. He didn't have any comments. He patted the desk without scruples and said with a smile: "it's all used. I'll give it a try. Maybe one of them will like it. Then let him walk around you every day. If you don't say anything else, you can at least restrain your killing nature. It's better to cultivate your self-cultivation... "

What the hell is self-cultivation? I've never heard of this kind of thing.

Jiang Zheliu ignored him and asked, "Chang Qian told me that Wang Wenyuan was in the water prison of his highness Jingshan... What's the matter?"

"It should have been killed." "Ember year way," only the knife all frame to the neck, he is still stubborn, said to have the ability to let you die and come back to life, personally killed him

The river broke the willows and frowned.

"He didn't believe you could survive. But when master Mingjing saw him, he told him that you had a chance of rebirth. " Ember year pointed to the brain, "he is not easy to use here, even worse than the night of hearing people, the two of them bumped into each other, that's it."

... keep him... Communicate his illness?

Jiang Zheliu had nothing to say, so he had to sigh and said, "bet if I can survive?"

"Not really." Ember year way, "Wen Ren night has not thought you are dead, he is holding this tone, so has not started."

He's very sick. No one dares to persuade him. As time goes by, the man is kept until now.

"Master Mingjing was under his duress." This is what Chang Qian said. Jiang Zheliu kept it in his mind. "Doesn't Zen master have any idea?"

"The Zen master is more detached. After all, people are practicing Buddhism. Six roots are clean. " The year of Ember recalled and said, "lanruo Temple lost the heir once, and now it looks like eyes. Besides, Zen master has no idea about Wang Wenyuan's head. He even thinks that this man is very pitiful. "

Jiang Zheliu nodded and thought, "I'll have a look."

Ember year surprised lift eyes, hear each other next words.

"How to say, don't let the little devil lose."

The doctor saint is speechless and chokes. He thinks that he knows well. In order to make his lover childish, why can he be shown only when master Jiang is here?

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The water prison of his highness Jingshan was built temporarily. There was no such thing before.

Jiang Zheliu can only go out when the little devil leaves. He was accompanied by the two generals of the demon clan, the red dress with sword, the ice trace of incessant chattering, and the Gong Yi Yan with mask, robe and knife.

These two empresses are almost as careful as their Lord. Two men and a woman, full of vigour, followed eagerly all the way.

There is no candle on the wall.

Jiang Zheliu, holding a lamp, walked slowly down the dark stone steps and stopped on the nearby high platform. He saw a piece of cold water and the chains spread out in the water.

It's a little cold here. Gongyi Yanmo silently takes out a white moon drape from the storage ring to his shoulder, and then naturally takes the lamp in his hand.

One side of the ice mark surprised to see her, but only to see colleagues expressionless Eagle Falcon mask.

Around the empress, it seems that the demons can trigger this strange buff of "let me take care of him". Even though they know that this is the Lord's person, they can't help it.

Shi Bingxian just took a look at her and didn't do anything else. He turned and looked at the figure in the middle of the chain.

It's more appropriate to say that it's a human form, but it's more appropriate to say that it's a vague shadow. The man sank in the water and could only see the back of his hand with many scars.

But no one of the demons came here. These are all traces of his self mutilation.

Jiang Zheliu stood on the stone platform and looked at it silently for a long time before he said, "Lord Wang."

The chain trembled, and a pair of eyes full of red blood appeared from the water.

The other side's eyes fell on him, strange, twisted, terrible, with a morbid feeling, like seeing something that destroyed his life.

Soon, this kind of vision began to fear, began to panic, hastily avoided, ran around, experienced a strange uneasiness, and finally firmly nailed back to him.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"The River breaks the willow."

"Well." People who are called by their full names respond blandly, "for a long time."

"It's been a long time." Wang Wenyuan laughed hoarsely twice. His speech didn't sound like illness“ But I don't want to see you. I want you to die. "

It's really a bit cold here. Jiang Zheliu stretched out her hand and breathed in her palm. She rubbed her fingers and asked.

"No grudge in the past, no grudge in recent days, why not?"

"Can we be regarded as the past without complaint?" Wang Wenyuan asked.

He sank into the water and couldn't see his face. But the physical damage is not big, just long-term imprisonment, let him become extremely sensitive to light.

"Otherwise." Jiang Zheliu said faintly, "can you blame me if you pass on the anger of your incompetence to me in an evasive way?"

Wang Wenyuan stopped talking.

He stared at his bloodshot eyes, as if doubting his divination skills, but when he saw each other, he felt relaxed. He felt frustrated and angry, but he suddenly released the string and the lock in his mind.

Jiang Zheliu had a chance to survive. Maybe that's why the little monk didn't talk about it all the time.

He Suo seems to be a bad man. He doesn't like the scar Wang Wenyuan made on the little monk. In the long-term "cooperation" with him, he constantly urged his anger, stirred his hatred for Jiang Zheliu, and described his father's fall as Jiang Zheliu's fault.

However, this is exactly what Wang Wenyuan thinks. In his heart, this elder Jiang has always been the culprit who killed his blood relatives. He followed a road to the black, until the ghost Xiu told him the truth with a smile.

No, that's not true. He fell into the same kind of anxiety as hearing people's night. He didn't believe it.

Self deceiving, but not to stop thinking and deep research day and night.

"I can't understand your anger." Jiang Zheliu looked at him and said, "your understanding of your relatives is limited to those who provide benefits to you? For those who get in the way, get in the way, and can't benefit, they are not relatives, but dogs at your feet. "

He knows something about Yu Jinnian and the second young master.

He looked at the eyes on the water.

Wang Wenyuan was also staring at him silently until he suddenly looked away. The chains all around clattered, and the bottom of the water made a sound of impact. Then, the bright red blood spread in the cold pool.

Jiang Zheliu looks unchanged, watching him frantically destroy his body.

He can imagine how long and abundant the other party's thinking time is in the endless silence and cold, but it is this kind of long-term thinking that makes his mood more and more collapse and makes his whole person lose the ability to solve problems calmly.

Jiang Zheliu waited until he calmed down before he said, "in your prediction, what's the night like?"

The other party didn't make a sound at the beginning. He waited a long time before he heard Wang Wenyuan's hoarse voice.

"He will die, too."

Jiang Zheliu gazes at him silently, and his fingertips stop slowly.

"Do you think he looks like he can live with heaven?" He sneered, "how hard the road of Jinxian is. How many righteous monks have died on the way of uniting Taoism, even if you can succeed after re cultivation. He is a demon full of blood and debt, and he wants to ascend to the highest position. It's just a dream."

"I don't know if he was swallowed up by the killing daozhong first and died of madness and blood, or if he could wait until the doomsday came and die."

The water waves are rippling layer upon layer.

He stares at Jiang Zheliu's expression and wants to see a funny expression on his face. But he can't see a special look on his face after careful observation all the way. When he is disappointed, he doesn't forget to add: "it seems that the devil is really infatuated and wrong. You don't care about him at all."

Jiang Zheliu curled his cool fingers back into the palm of his hand and put them in his sleeve. He looked up at him and said calmly, "your hexagram is not accurate."

Wang Wenyuan was infuriated, but he could not say anything to refute.

"Since you say so." Jiang Zheliu said, "then he must be safe."

He doesn't want to communicate with the person in front of him any more. Even if the other person's brain is not so bad at the moment, it's always very uncomfortable to talk with such extreme people.

Jiang Zheliu turned around. A moment before he left, he suddenly remembered something and took out a dagger from his sleeve.

It's not a valuable instrument, it's just a common dagger.

He raised his hand, threw it into the middle of the water and watched the dagger sink.

"You've seen the answer you want to know." Jiang Zheliu said, "don't torture yourself. You already know that I'm right."

"There will be a tendency to be possessed in Tianji pavilion's mental Dharma. You have been practicing until now, and you will not be unaware of it. You are just forcing yourself to hate me again to support your extreme beliefs for so many years. " His voice was very good, and there was a little echo in the ground, "if I don't do it that day, the name of Tianji Pavilion will be ruined the next day, and everyone will be suspicious. You are my younger generation. You are very smart. I thought you could understand. "

He turned and left the platform. There was a loud crash and scream from behind, and waves rose on the water.

Jiang Zheliu did not look back, but has been back to Jingshan hall. He thanks Shi Bingchen and Gong Yiyan. Just as he is about to pick up the lamp in Gong Yiyan's hand, he sees two big demons looking warily and respectfully behind him, and each step back involuntarily.

... huh?

Before Jiang Zheliu turned around, he was picked up by a pair of unreasonable arms. Holding him firmly, the voice of the little devil began to ring.

"How did you get out?"

He was very dissatisfied, extremely angry, especially remorseful, and his tone was very angry.

"Can you be more obedient? You can go back to sleep peacefully. It's very windy in the demon world."

The night of Wen Ren stretched out his hand to gather his cape lace, and his eyebrows were locked tightly. He even looked at Shi Bingchen and Gong Yiyan fiercely.

This man can only let go now. Jiang Zheliu boasted that he was mature and flexible, so he followed him and said, "then you can hold me in."

The little devil listened to these words, and then he calmed down a little. He turned around and carried Jiang Zheliu into the hall, went around the screen and put him back on the bed.

There are lights and candles in the hall.

"Can you stop running. You are in such poor health that you should not take it seriously. " Wen renye opened the broken thoughts, but he still looked very unhappy. "What if you come across something? What if you're too tired and can't wake up for a long time..."

He bowed down and took off his boots for his lover. As soon as he wanted to stand up, he was encircled around his neck.

Afraid of pulling his hand, the little devil didn't leave. Instead, the little willow pulled his collar and came slowly.

His eyes are like stars.

"Come here." Jiang Zheliu said in a low voice, "take off your clothes."

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Standard master lines get √

I didn't expect you to be robbed one day!

Little devil (confused): and this good thing?