My Darling Sick Beauty

The beautiful skulls are neatly arranged. They don't look like the skulls of familiar species, but some of the alien skulls, which are rather strange in shape.

But no matter how strange they are, they are not as strange as being rounded and polished.

Jiang Zheliu gazed for a moment, looked at the little monk with a clean spirit and clean clothes, and asked, "do you like this gift very much?"

Mingjing said: "no matter what the demon world gives you, I will treasure it."

"Yes." Jiang Zheliu said, "Zen master doesn't stick to details."

"I'm flattered." Mingjing thinks it's a compliment. She's a little embarrassed. "I'm very happy to see you wake up. It's amazing to see you again. "

Although he was reincarnated, he had not opened his memory for a period of time before. He regarded Jiang Zheliu as his predecessor. Even if he untied his memory by chance, he still respected Jiang xianzun very much.

"Without the help of Zen master, the situation would be worse." Jiang Zheliu sighed, "thank you so much to this day."

"It's just that those who get the right way can help more." Mingjing mentioned the purpose of his trip, "but I didn't expect that there would be such a problem when I heard about the Lord."

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, organized his language and summarized the situation with Mingjing.

Lanruo temple is a pure place for Buddhism. There are many ways to cultivate the mind, but most of them are not suitable for the demons.

Mingjing turns the beads in her hand, thinks about several plans in her heart, and then delimits them one by one. He thought for a long time and said, "now I think we can only rely on master Jiang to stabilize the Lord's mood. Don't touch his sensitive place too much."

"Even so, after all, it is a serious problem. If he can't be cured, not only me, I'm afraid all walks of life will not feel at ease... Moreover, he has been out of control recently, which is hard to control in case of an accident. "

Looking at his expression, Mingjing suddenly said, "do you really regard the master as a Taoist partner

Jiang Zheliu didn't know why the other side asked, but he still answered frankly, "yes."

"In this case, I will speak frankly." Mingjing looked at him and said, "I heard that the benefactor's heart of holding the Tao has declined. He was killed and his mind was affected. But in the whole world, no one can inherit the Tao. He can only consume his own control... In the long run, one day he will lose control completely."

The river was silent.

His eyes were dark and dull. He couldn't even refract a ray of light. He was a little depressed. The sight is plain, as if I had known Mingjing's words for a long time.

But so what? He wants to recover. He doesn't want to give up, just like wenrenye never gives up on him.

The two eyes meet.

This silence lasted for a long time, until a white butterfly landed on the hanging orchid by the window. The wings of the butterfly slowly moved back and forth, stretched out and closed again.

The wind swept the thin leaves and rustled.

"Master Jiang." Mingjing sighed, "you and I know each other how difficult the situation is. It's just a dream. We can't force it. "

"I'll insist."

Jiangzheliu sound as usual, Qingyue with a little cool air, the ending quenched some slightly sparse cold meaning.

At one time, he felt that he had nothing to worry about. He felt that it was not the end of the day, and everything was forced. But now, after changing the situation, it turned out that he was also the one who refused to admit defeat.

Mingjing doesn't speak any more. He knows he can't persuade him. The little monk arranged his clothes, looked out of the window and saw the white butterfly on the orchid flying in slowly.

"Only the half step Jinxian can take over the Tao." Mingjing said, "it's hard to know where it is. The ghost cultivation in the nether world focuses on spirits, and they should know more about the condition of the benefactor. "

The white butterfly falls on the back of Jiang Zheliu's hand. He doesn't care too much. The heavenly spirit is used to being close to him. These are normal.

"In that case, I'll find him."

If there is no way, Jiang Zheliu himself can be regarded as a half step immortal, at least in his realm. His realm has not fallen, but there is no corresponding cultivation. Because of this, there is no barrier and bottleneck for his restoration now, and even no way to cross the sky thunder.

The realm recognized by the way of heaven, killing the way species will also be recognized.

Mingjing seemed to see what he thought and specially pointed out: "in order to hear the benefactor's ability, he was influenced by the Tao due to the negligence of the spirit. What master Jiang has built is not a road of killing. Please don't worry and take care of yourself. "

"... I know. Thank you very much."

Mingjing nodded slightly, and then mentioned something like that again: "Guixiu knows the spirit, maybe there is a way we don't know. It's just that Lord he has come and gone without a trace, hidden and invisible. I can only provide a general direction to my predecessors. "

Jiang Zheliu said, "please tell me."

"Under the netherworld, among the two people who are called wangxiangtai hermits, one is Guixiu, the master of the other side. She lives on the other side of the Styx River and has the closest relationship with Ho Suo. Maybe she can get something there."

Jiang Zheliu nodded at first, then suddenly realized that it was wrong. He looked up at the young monk with a calm, innocent and natural look, and said, "Zen master knows a lot about the netherworld?"

"Once lived." Mingjing smiles, "I lived for a long time."

A Buddhist monk who lived in the netherworld for a long time? It sounds like a joke, but it makes Jiang Zheliu's mind come up with a rumor about a person

"To achieve the Bodhisattva's position in Tibet, you need to live in the nether world for a long time to pass through evil spirits." Jiang Zheliu looked at him and said, "it's just this fruit position. It's been a long time since Buddhist practice has studied it."

Mingjing did not shy away, but nodded his head and said: "I am the last practitioner in this vein. If there is no one who has achieved any more, this sect will be cut off in our big world."

There is no need to point out.

Jiang Zheliu stands up and says goodbye to Mingjing. The white butterfly that had stayed on the back of his hand for a long time also fluttered up and fell to his shoulder.

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When the carriage left lanruo temple, the butterfly still refused to leave.

Jiang Zheliu drinks the medicine and suppresses the bitterness with the tea. Then he finds that the little devil has a bitter look.

He followed each other's line of sight, looked at his own arm, and saw that the butterfly was addicted to the spirit body, and it was still as if the carriage was driving.

I was very unhappy when I heard that night, but because of Jiang Zheliu's feelings, I didn't kill the little butterfly directly, but still showed a serious displeasure.

The vinegar is so strong that it's extraordinarily sour across species.

Jiang Zheliu reaches out his hand, lifts the little butterfly up and puts it out of the window to let it go. As a result, the butterfly doesn't know what's good and what's bad, flapping its wings on his fingertips, but it doesn't go.

... a greedy look of the aura around the heavenly spirit body. It's hopeless.

Jiang Zheliu saw that the little devil's hostility increased instead of decreasing, so he had to release the little butterfly and take back his hand in time.

He turned around. Before he picked up the tea cup, Wen renye grabbed his hand and wiped his fingers with a clean towel.

The material of the handkerchief is very expensive, cool and soft, which is just like the body temperature and skin of Fraxinus mandshurica. Wen renye lowered his head and wiped his fingers which had been dropped by the little butterfly clean. He was very jealous and said, "you are attracting bees and butterflies outside."

Attracting bees... Attracting butterflies?

It's literally.

Jiang Zheliu had no choice but to smile and tease him: "I don't know that the level of Lord mozun has risen. Now even the vinegar of small animals that can't speak can be eaten? It's so sour. "

The little devil was a little annoyed and accused: "you are partial to it!"

Jiang Zheliu

Wen renye wiped his hands clean, then changed a cup of tea, stepped into each other's hands and said persistently: "even if it's just a butterfly, who knows if it will become essence after a hundred years, will it think of you and you, and then dig my corner."

... he's worried. He has a point.

It's just that the whole Xiuzhen world and the whole demon world seem to want to dig his corner.

Jiang Zheliu took a sip of tea and said, "I can't dig. How tight is the soil you buried? Don't you know?"

Hearing this, he went to hold him, put the cup in his lover's hand back on the case, then held the willow's soft and thin body, put his chin on his shoulder and asked, "what did you say to the little monk?"

"It's about treating you." Jiang Zheliu said, "it seems that we are going to meet old acquaintances."

"Old acquaintance?" Smell the person night immediately alert, for fear that he mouth say what the name of a concubine and so on.

"What is it like?" Jiang Zheliu did not hide, "see if Guixiu has any way."

Wen renye didn't like the old ghost. He had a fight with what he seemed to have. He made a crack in the nether world, but it hasn't been restored. The river Styx has been cut off for a long time, and the evil spirits are accumulating crazily, and then the demons solve them one by one, which greatly damages the vitality of the netherworld.

Besides, he also locked up the wangxiangtai residents. It's even more hateful.

But he Tan himself is popular in the demon world. Don't be too happy. It's just like being taken away by bad people to travel when working overtime near the end of the year. The feeling that three times the salary is still work-related injury makes the puppet master very happy.

"I..." he wanted to say it wasn't that serious, but he couldn't say it when he remembered that he had hurt each other before. Instead, he held Jiang Zheliu in his arms and said, "the place in the nether world is not very safe. You still have a little bastard in your stomach. I'm not sure. "

I don't want him to go.

Jiang Zheliu is only a child's coquetry, and is not included in the reference range. He is only surrounded by this person and touches the itchy place on the side of his waist, so he pushes him: "loosen up, itch."

"There's no itch." The finger that hears person night moves down from above, concern a way, "here?"

... is this really caring?

Jiang Zheliu looked at each other's sincere face and tried to catch a trace of intention from his face. But the little devil was so frank that he really seemed to care about him.

"It's all itchy." Jiang Zheliu stares at him and says, "it itches when you touch it."

Hearing that he was watching people at night, he blushed a little for no reason. He didn't know why the two of them, who were even made by Zizi, still felt so pure. But he just made little willow blush, even embarrassed.

"Then..." he said, "then I'll touch it again..."

It's a bit of a misnomer here.

Jiang Zheliu didn't say anything. He really itched when he touched it. The little devil touched his waist through his clothes, which made him feel a little weak. He didn't know whether it was the heavenly spirit that bullied him, or whether they were too close to each other and couldn't stand physical contact.

He not only can't use the force, but also feels that this state is different from the usual, as if the attraction between each other is stronger, I don't know if there are cubs in the dark.

The demon clan is a monogamous system that has not changed for generations, and their fertility mechanism is also very cooperative. During the gestation period, they need a lot of close contact with each other.

Wen renye didn't do that with Xiao Liushu, but his nervousness didn't ease at all. On the contrary, it became more and more serious.

The palm of his hand slowly rubbed his opponent's waist - thin and soft. The skin was always easy to touch, but the skeleton and outline were thin. All the way down, it was like caressing a soft cloud.

The waistline is too thin. If you press down the shaggy clothes, he can pinch them with both hands.

Wen renye lowers his head, presses his waist and whispers“ You are so thin, how can you guess the devil's cubs? Those cubs are very naughty. "

Jiang Zheliu raised his hand and covered his eyes with the back of his hand. His mind was a little confused and he said aimlessly, "did you do that when you were a child?"

At this time of the night, he could not think back to his childhood. He lowered his head to kiss each other, and his sharp teeth passed over his lips.

"I must be very good." The little devil opened his eyes and said, "you see, I'm listening to you now. I'm very good. You won't leave me."

Jiang Zheliu will be amused by him.

But he also felt that if he could say such words at night, it would prove that his condition had improved and he was not so worried about gain and loss.

"I didn't want to leave you." Jiang Zheliu moved his hand, looked at him and said, "if I have a chance and a choice, I want to meet you earlier and later..."

He didn't say the word "leave".

The little devil sealed his lips.

As the kiss continued, the atmosphere in the car became more ambiguous and subtle.

Jiang Zheliu let the other party hold him up. He really had no strength. He was in better physical condition than before, but he didn't know why he didn't even have the strength of the previous fight, so he easily lost the battle.

Maybe it's the influence of this kid. Jiang fanliu thought.

But soon, he had no time to think. His hands were held together by each other, tied up with very soft silk, and pressed on his head.

Even though they don't belong to the same world, a mature man over 1000 years old and a highly respected elder Jiang feels that he has been offended.

He felt that he was too shameful and had no face, but he couldn't get rid of it. Instead, he was held in his arms by sharp toothed predators, teasing his slightly messy snow hair.

"... where to learn the tricks." Jiang Zheliu leaned against him and said, "I'm so brave. I dare everything."

Hearing people staring at him at night, he said, "I'm afraid you don't think my skills are good. I've made up for it. "

Jiang Zheliu had an ominous premonition that he wanted to use the knowledge of evil remedy on himself. He wanted to avoid it, but he was pressed and couldn't move at all.

He was a little afraid, and next to the little devil's ear, he relaxed and said: "it's still in the world, and there are people everywhere... Well."

This devil will only do the same thing again.

Jiang Zheliu was chagrined by his kiss, breathlessly let Wen night press, and then watched the little devil spread a layer of border.

... I can't live any longer.

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OK, Liuliu, make do with it, how can you leave.

Do you really not have that white, nutritious liquid（ Asked in a low voice