Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Qin Jun's gray long hair fell down, and the ghostly energy on his body surged to the surroundings, lifting his hair in the wind.

Jiang Yinghe stared at the other party in a daze, seeing that the other party's eyes also looked at him in a loss, the ghost Xiu's embrace was cold and terrible, and even the place closest to his chest couldn't feel the breath of life or the real. beat.

"You..." Jiang Yinghe still couldn't believe it. He reluctantly recovered, broke free of the other's embrace, stood up and took a half step back, his voice trembling slightly.

"You are a ghost repair."

His voice has always been as cold as frost, so suddenly it hits his ears, like scorched snow, mixed with his painstaking efforts over the years, dripping and shattering little by little.

Jiang Yinghe unfolded his palm, and kept repeating in his mind the appearance of Qin Jun just protecting himself, as well as the real appearance of his flesh and blood and evil spirits condensed into entities.

The ice-like Xuejian Wangchen condensed and formed in his palm, and the cold light reflected from the sharp edge.

The surrounding Yaowanggu cultivators were all stunned. They only got cold air and fearful thoughts. In front of a genuine half-step golden fairy, they didn't even have the right to escape.

Qin Jun stood opposite him, and the Zhanyun sword beside him trembled and let out a long cry of getting rid of the shackles.

Qin Jun's gray eyes kept staring at him. When he saw the sword in Jiang Yinghe's hand, he said dumbly: "Master..."

"Shut up." Jiang Yinghe took a deep breath, and the Wangchen sword in his palm was so cold that he almost froze him. How could he never imagine that the second disciple he had cared for for so many years was a ghost with such a high realm!

What are the two hundred years before this? A wicked tease? deceive? Or do they really have a purpose in preparation for the next day?

There was confusion in Jiang Yinghe's mind. He tried his best to ease his mind, and said one by one: "I am not your master. Have you ever recognized me?"

Getting along for many years, all lies and scams, along the way...Have you ever recognized me.

"Hundred ghosts in Yunzhou City travel at night, I will pull you out of the cocoon of grievances. After more than two hundred years, I have worked hard to nurture and love you..." Jiang Yinghe did not look at him, but looked at the cold blade of Wangchen sword in his hand. , But he spoke for a while, couldn't continue, and finally just asked in a low voice.

"Qin Jun, if not today, when are you going to do it?"

The person opposite did not answer.

It turned out that he was called his full name by the respected master. It felt like this... Qin Jun stared at the one in his hand.

Xue Jian Wangchen took a step closer, and all the ghosts in his body were suppressed and cleaned, as if there had never been a scene of talent before.

"The disciple never thought of doing it."

His voice was still low and dark, and there seemed to be hope of trying to redeem it. Qin Jun turned to look at the other party’s face, and saw the corners of Master’s eyes that were as frosty as frost slowly turning red. He couldn’t see it at first, but when he approached this step, the faint red spread quickly, as if In the next moment, Jiang Yinghe's slightly choked voice will be heard.

He didn't dare to step forward, he just tried his best to sink his mind, press anxiously, and explained: "The disciple recovers from the cocoon pupae, and on the way to rebirth, there is only Master alone, and I will not harm Master."

Jiang Yinghe didn’t notice that the corners of his eyes were red. His palms were cold, and he felt a pain in his heart, but it was only a pain for a moment, as if something was missing from a certain apex, he suddenly stopped. He couldn't get up or down, he was stuck half-deadly in the middle, and his internal organs were implicated, and he was jerky with pain.

"This sentence," Jiang Yinghe said, "is it true or not?"

His voice fell in the deceased mansion and echoed again, making it hard for people to breathe.

Jiang Yinghe closed his eyes and his mind was messed up. He barely condensed himself, too late to consider whether he could find another genius that can be recognized by the system after losing Qin Jun, but thinking that once the matter is not handled properly, it will be calm. The realm of comprehension will encounter turmoil again.

Qin Jun's identity is too clear, half-step Jinxian's ghost repair and cocoon pupa recovery, except for the master of the world ghost sect three thousand years ago, he didn't do what he thought. And after such an evil cultivator, once famous, is suddenly exposed, it will inevitably turn into anger and bring harm to others.

Jiang Yinghe loosened his hand slightly, inserted the Wangchen sword into the ground, and whispered: "You go."

Qin Jun was completely stunned, as if he didn't understand what he was saying.

"The master and the disciples are deeply affectionate, it was a joke. Since you don't plan to do anything to me, if you have enough fun, then leave." Jiang Yinghe said in a tone, swallowing back the slight choking that was pouring into his throat, and forcing the surface cold Rubing, "From now on, I and the lord have nothing to do with each other."

"Who wants to have nothing to do with you."

Qin Jun clenched his palms, the anxiety and hostility that belonged to Xie Xiu's eyes flashed past. He seemed to be touched by the most worried and feared point, and a terrifying ferocity was revealed all over his body. The words blurted out, and then he stubbornly tempered himself and said in a low voice: "Master, don't have anything to do with me, I want to stay by your side..."

His words did not work.

Jiang Yinghe drew his sword backhand and looked at Qin Jun with the sword in his hand. Then he turned and walked outside. Only after walking a few steps, he realized that outside the Sword Immortal Palace, which was originally a clear sky, the day changed from night to night.

Looking carefully, it was not the night, but the ghosts and wraiths all over the sky, gathering together to cover the sky and the sun. There are countless ghosts that are solidified underneath, just like tides, and countless ghosts are cultivated in the Nascent Soul Stage. , Surrounding this place is like the real Netherworld.

The place where Ghost Repair is located is underground, which is equivalent to the opposite of this world. After death, people who do not support the reincarnation will enter the opposite side of the world, which is called the ghost realm, also called the nether realm.

The Nascent Soul Ghosts who can condense into entities and activate their minds all knelt outside, their voices pierced through the sky with an ethereal voice: "Hong Zhong in the Nether Realm vibrates, I'm waiting for the Sovereign—"

Jiang Yinghe stopped in front of the endless dark ghost and heard Qin Jun's low and dumb voice.

"Master." He felt the same when he said these two words, but something broke through those endless restraints, revealing his truest desire, "Stay by my side."

When Jiang Yinghe was slightly silent, Qin Jun continued: "As long as you stay by my side and go back with me, I will clear the way for the monks of Medicine King Valley."

Jiang Yinghe's hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and he was so angry that he almost wanted to go back to stab him, but thought that Qin Jun was an evil spirit, and the entity formed by the evil spirit would not bleed even after being pierced. This suppressed his anger and gave up, but still Unable to conceal his emotions, he said: "...wolf-hearted."

"Otherwise," Qin Jun stared at him without blinking, "Even if I don't do anything, these people will all die here."

He walked a few steps closer, and covered the back of Jiang Yinghe's sword with his hands, and his voice was low and muffled: "Master, I won't hurt you. I just want you to stay with my disciple and don't leave me."

Jiang Yinghe didn't know how to scold him. He slowly evened his breath before calming down a bit. He turned his head and said to Mei Yongzhou: "If you go back, don't tell my senior brother, this time, I don't know people. clear."

He paused, and then said: "If my brother asks, I will say that I have traveled far with Jun'er, and the return date is uncertain... It's just that the sword pendant can't be handed over for you."

Jiang Yinghe thought very clearly. If Qin Jun only had this appeal, it would be safest for him to stay for the time being. He probably wouldn't care about these righteous monks in Medicine King Valley. This is not the time to lose your temper... the form is stronger than the human.

He took it out of his sleeve

A pale peach pink sword pendant was returned to Chou Yongzhou, and after looking around for a week, he said to Qin Jun: "Thousands of ghosts surround, please clear the way."

This sentence is cold and cold, as if this is what Jiang Yinghe originally looked like, from the inside to the outside, it is like Yeyue frosty and incomparably cold.

But this is not the appearance that Qin Jun has ever seen. The master has always been gentle and gentle to him, and even when he blames him, he shows special closeness and preferential treatment.

Qin Jun felt like he had fallen into a piece of iron in his heart, he was sinking to death, and he fell together with his few hopes, and there was no bottom.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the ghosts surrounded by this area instantly scattered around, like a gap between the sun and the dark clouds, leaving a safe path.

Under the horror and silence of the people, a green-robed melancholy took the sword pendant, bowed deeply to Jiang Yinghe, and said: "Please take care of the Lord. In any case, don't give up."

Jiang Yinghe obviously didn't understand what he meant. His heartache passed away slowly. After thinking about it for a long time, he only felt that Qin Jun probably hadn't played enough yet and didn't expect to go anywhere else. In his heart, Qin Jun even After changing his identities, his sexuality is still a straight wire pole, and he is a man again, so there shouldn't be much.

But Chou Yongzhou doesn’t think so. The ice-snow Dao body plus the realm of the Void Realm is definitely the best furnace in the minds of many evil cultivators... I heard that the ghost cultivator **** the soul, and the eyes of the Sect Master are already extremely strong. Clearly, Xuanwei Immortal Monarch's thousand-year-old ice and snow Taoist body is probably about to be defiled by evil cultivation.

Although Jiang Yinghe didn't understand what he asked, it didn't prevent him from agreeing blindly: "I know, you go."

After Chou Yongzhou got up, each of the Yaowanggu monks saluted the figure of Xuanwei Xianjun before leaving, silent and solemn.

The road that Qin Jun blazed was not wide. When they walked out of the deceased mansion, the saliva of evil spirits on both sides would flow out, but because the Sect Master was on the side, they dared not say anything.

Everyone left, and there was a sudden silence around.

Jiang Ying stood on the spot, the Wangchen sword in his hand was put into the Taoist body, suppressing the sound of the sword body.

He sighed and said, "Sect Master, why bother..."

He only said these words and was stopped by Qin Jun. The hand that was originally covering the back of Jiang Yinghe's hand was moved to the back of the finger and held tightly.

Qin Jun hugged him from the back, put his jaw on Jiang Yinghe's shoulder, and took a deep breath in his neck, his voice dumb.

"Don't call it that..." his ending

Drag out some slight breath, "Call me like before, okay?"

Jiang Yinghe was held by him and held his waist by the way. He didn't know what to say. He turned his head helplessly and asked, "You evil repair, do you like teasing others so much? You won't even give up after being dismantled."

Qin Jun did not answer, and even tightened his grip. Jiang Yinghe could feel the slight lingering warmth in his palm.

"Master," he continued, "Jun'er, okay?"

Although this is only an interrogative sentence, there is an almost crazy paranoia at the end of the sentence. Jiang Yinghe sounded an inexplicable warning in his heart, very able to bend and stretch out the tunnel: "Okay... Jun'er."

The breath of the people around him was much safer all at once, Jiang Yinghe was relieved in his heart, and then suddenly heard Qin Jun's whispering question.

"You just... are you sad?"

Jiang Yinghe sighed and said, "Yeah, I'm almost mad... let go."

He almost cried himself.

Jiang Yinghe grabbed his finger, and after a while, Qin Jun reluctantly let go of his hand, and saw Jiang Yinghe turn around, and his eyes calmly stared at him.

He slowly inspected Qin Jun’s body, and then said: "...I admired you face to face, and this is still the same today. It was me who was preconceived and blinded to see Taishan. It turned out that I admired the lord of the ghost sect. , Right in front of me."

"Master..."

Jiang Yinghe didn't stop him from screaming, but rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "Since you don't attack me, you are coveting the righteous immortal door? Then, is the female cultivator you admire true or not? Is it true? Has someone else?"

Qin Jun fixedly looked at him, moved closer, and replied: "There are people who really admire. As for the righteous immortal gate... If the master wants to protect, Jun'er will not move a single bit."

How could Jiang Yinghe believe his nonsense and asked, "Then what are you leaving me for?"

Qin Jun stared into his eyes, and said solemnly: "Go back to the Netherworld, and borrow with me."

Go...Co-borrow?

Jiang Yinghe was completely stunned. He was dull, only to search in his mind the meaning of the two words co-borrow...Only between Dao couples can co-borrow double repair. He didn't know how to turn it in his mind. The first reaction turned out to be that after Qin Jun's master-disciple trick was accidentally unraveled, he would play the Taoist companion with him again.

"You, you..." Jiang Yinghe paused, then said a little angrily, "Then what about the girl you like?"

Qin Jun: "I don't like

Female……"

"It turns out that your admiration and love are just talking about it. It's a momentary joke?" Jiang Yinghe didn't stubbornly stop himself. He cut off the other party's words when he heard the word "dislike", and cursed again under his pressure: "Aquaman... scumbag!"

Qin Jun: "...Aptune, what is it?"

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When Li Huanhan arrived here, the formerly intact Sword Immortal Mansion collapsed and shattered, everywhere in chaos, and ghosts were constantly surging.

He was dressed in a mysterious robe, the hem of his clothes was lifted by the cold wind, and his **** eyes scanned the scene darkly, holding the Sword of Nirvana in his hand suddenly shaking, red light dazzling.

Can't find, there is no trace, only the ghostly spirit is scattered...

Come late.

Li Huanhan didn't have any confidence in Qin Jun's character, and he didn't know where the dog had brought Master. At this moment, there was a melodious flute sound above the originally silent palace.

Li Huanhan suddenly raised his eyes and saw a beautiful young boy in crimson sitting on the towering ancient trees above. The red clothes were like the remnant glow of the clouds when the sun was shining down.

The long night stopped the sound of the flute, feeling a strong killing intent surging in the opponent's sight, and smiled and said, "Long time no see, Brother Li."

Li Huanhan did not answer.

"Senior Brother Qin...should you take Master to the Nether Realm, right?" Chang Ye stroked the green flute in his hand, "When I came, I happened to see Wangui returning to the Nether Realm, but it's a pity that I can't beat Senior Brother Qin now. "

He knocked the flute in the palm of his hand, and saw Li glanced at him coldly, and then immediately turned into a escape light and rushed to the Netherworld.

Long Ye watched him leave, his eyes faintly shining, and he couldn't see what was thinking in his mind, and even the arc of his lips was a bit false.

He reached out his hand, stroked the soft sword around his waist, and said to himself: "...Master, he will only like me, I am the most well-behaved one."

The wind passed silently. Chang Ye calculated the time in her heart, as if thinking of something, she smiled.

"Uncle Xiaoyun, I'm sorry."

He stroked the flute hole and sat on the ancient wood looking into the sky.

On the other side, Yun who accompanied Chang Ye back to Penglai woke up leisurely, and the boy in red who had been sitting in front of him drinking with him disappeared.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking he was still dreaming, then he saw a tall monster in a fur robe approaching with a pair of distinct tiger ears on his head, and he came over and smelled him. Revealed a breath of Yuanshen stage demon repair.

Cloud endlessly: "..."

The cloud dared not move.

Then, he heard the rough and low voice of the other party.

"You're done, your nephew married you to me."

Cloud endlessly: "???"

The author has something to say: Hehe: Damn, my apprentice is an evil cultivator!

Unstoppable cloud: Damn it! Your apprentice married me out!

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