Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

When Jiang Yinghe woke up, there was a white cat's paw in front of him.

The cat patted the back of his hand, circled him, then lowered his head and licked his fingertips a few times.

He withdrew his hand, and straightened his neckline before getting up to wash, and when he was about to comb his long hair, he felt a fine knot of hair.

Jiang Yinghe paused, then turned to look at Qin Jun who had carried the kitten next to him. First he stretched out his hand and tried to untie it, but to no avail, he had to say, "Jun'er?"

Qin Jun raised his head upon hearing the sound, threw the cat in his hand aside, approached the past and took the long hair between his fingers, and said, "Let me come."

"Don't you think you are a bit naive?" Jiang Yinghe said helplessly, "Sect Master?"

Qin Jun didn't like his call like that, but listening at this moment, he felt that it was not so harsh. The clearer the other party's voice, the better. At this time, she was slightly lazy and hoarse when she first awakened, like the wings of a butterfly, sweeping lightly and touchingly across the cusp of her heart.

Qin Jun turned his head and tied his hair, while staring at the white neck, and whispered: "Because Master is so good-looking, I always want to do something."

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback, thinking of some unhealthy pictures in his mind, he coughed lightly, and said: "...Then you should continue to be naive, I still accept the less mature apprentice."

There was a low laughter in his ears, and the heat slowly fell on his neck, a little itchy. Jiang Yinghe allowed him to tidy up his hair, and when he wanted to tell him not to stay so close, he was bitten by his fangs.

It's a bite, but it's not exactly right. Because Qin Jun didn't bite his mind, nor did he want to lick the blood and smell the soul when he first saw it. He is more like making a mark, branding a striking hickey on his slender neck.

Jiang Yinghe raised his hand and touched it, realizing his unconcealed show off and provocation against his rival, he subconsciously concealed his outer shirt and said, "What are you..."

The blame that is not deep like this is more like another kind of indulgence. Qin Jun was heartbroken. While buckling Jiang Yinghe's shirt, he grabbed the thin waist in his palm and asked with a smile: "Master, remember, did you say something to Jun'er last night? ?"

Before Jiang Yinghe remembered it, the little white cat next to him rushed over vigilantly and plunged into the arms of the master.

However, Jiang Yinghe was thinking about whether he had spoken last night, and did not raise his hand to pick him up. The little cat rolled all the way down the clothes, and fell on the ground dangerously, rubbing the edge of Master's robe with its tail aggrievedly.

"...What did I say?" Jiang Yinghe couldn't remember. He vaguely dreamed of the past of Qingjing Cliff last night, remembering the rain and the clouds of the sky... everything was the same, and he didn't remember what he promised.

Qin Jun's palm wrapped around his waist, measured the opponent's waist with his palm, and slowly hugged this fragile flowing cloud and fragile jade into his arms.

"Master said, do you want to be on top?"

When he mentioned this, Jiang Yinghe was a bit impressed. Although he lacked confidence, he was very dreamy. He felt that he was also a citizen of the earth, a son and daughter of China, with five thousand years of cultural accumulation, and living in such an era of tolerance. Certainly know more than them.

"Yes." He nodded very seriously.

The body temperature of both of them is not too high, one is born with evil spirits, and the other is ice-snow Dao body. Only the mouth of the heart next to Jiang Yinghe's back is hot and hot, and there is a breath that sometimes drifts by, full of affectionate temperature.

The buttons on the outer shirt are fastened.

Qin Jun released his hand slightly and said, "In addition to this, Master also agreed to Jun'er's request, remember?"

How can I remember a sentence in a dream? Jiang Yinghe pierced the long hairpin into the Lingyu hair crown, waiting for him to continue.

But the other party did not speak bluntly, but simply said: "I will not say it for now. If this is the first time, you will be very tired."

Jiang Yinghe: "...Tired?"

"Yes." Qin Jun paused his hand from his waist and took it back appropriately, "It will hurt back."

Jiang Yinghe: "..."

Although I don't know what I said yesterday, there is really an inexplicable sense of crisis.

When disembarking from the carriage, it was already in Los Angeles.

Although Los Angeles is adjacent to the residence of the Yingzhou faction, there are many small sects around. Fortune-tellers and Fuzhuan merchants can be seen everywhere on the roadside. There is a bit of mystery between the words, and Los Angeles is called "Qiu Xian" Deng Yun Ti, who asked, said that immortals often come and go in and out of the world.

But in this kind of place, there are wealthy businessmen who come here specifically to spend a lot of money for the "Pill of Longevity"; there are talents from the rivers and lakes who enter the city overnight, and there are immortal gates where they do not know; there are also impoverished and disabled beggars who come to try their luck. ...

It is known as the "Climbing the Cloud Ladder", but it is a place where all kinds of red dust are present. Maybe there are practitioners, but more of them are delusional and deceitful.

Like this kind of place where dragons and snakes are mixed, there is even more evil cultivation hidden in it.

When Jiang Yinghe entered the inn with the white cat in his arms, the lobby was still full of noise, but it seemed that someone saw him and was stunned, and the companion on the side followed him.

He raised his eyes and looked at him, followed by a silly stunned.

The person in front of me is dressed in a light-colored robe, and the end of the shirt is embroidered with a pattern of pine, cypress and green bamboo. The jade crown is tied with hair, black eyebrows and star pupils, and the skin is like transparent cold jade, revealing the color of Yuehua Yingshuang.

But what is stupefied is not pure appearance, but even though he is holding a cat, he reveals a cold air that refuses to be thousands of miles away from all over his body. He is extremely alienated and clear, as if the spring is about to melt. Melting thin ice.

"Which school of cultivators is this... Isn't it possible to spread immortals on the land?"

Someone swallowed his saliva: "This can be regarded as immortal. The sect immortals of the previous few days are not as good as him although they can use magic techniques."

"I think..." The first person who saw it slapped his tongue, "Although it is dusty, it is not like a strong person."

Jiang Yinghe has a restrained aura around his body, and because of the imminent catastrophe, he has already tried his best to constrict the Dao body so as not to affect others. Therefore, it is difficult for ordinary people to see half of the truth with the naked eye.

Only the little second of the inn close to him could feel the faint fragrance and coldness that seemed to be absent from him.

Li Huanhan has arranged a room, and the inn Xiaoer just took him upstairs. Qin Jun went to set up the carriage, and it was a little slower.

Jiang Yinghe hadn't heard these comments, but he walked a few steps upstairs, and suddenly stopped and looked down from the railing.

Where he looked over, the two were talking in full swing.

"...Have you seen it, just the temperament of that person is almost the same as the Penglai elder I saw!"

"Yo." Another lowered his voice, "Penglai Immortal Gate, really came to Los Angeles to recruit disciples?"

"It's true!" The man triumphed, "I'll know about half of Los Angeles. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."

Jiang Yinghe stopped for a moment in front of the railing, and said in his heart which gate of Penglai Immortal Gate they were. Why didn't I know that our family accepted disciples?

Although he rarely participates in Penglai's introductory ceremony, he also knows that most of the disciples he receives are from a family of cultivation, who have been smitten since childhood, have a solid foundation, or, like Li Huanhan, had become an orphan before he recovered and were picked up by Penglai disciples. . You have to wait until the beginning of spiritual practice, and then formally write down the entry.

Jiang Yinghe didn't stay too much, but asked the shop assistant next to him: "Brother, do you know what they said about the Penglai school accepting disciples?"

The inn Xiaoer on the side was called by this title, and he didn’t know where he floated, but he was a little fluttering. He answered, “Hey, it’s said that a fairy came to Penglai Fairy Gate to build an enshrined temple and accept children. male

A virgin is accepted as a disciple according to her aptitude. I don't know where the news came from, those immortal seekers with dolls almost broke through the door of the temple. "

Jiang Yinghe nodded and thanked him.

There is only one fairy monarch in Penglai, he doesn't eat children, he wants virgins...

Under his name, he bluffed and deceived, thinking that it should be a purposeful evil repair... Jiang Yinghe thought, and opened the door, at a glance, he saw the well-known evil repair demon standing in the house to tidy up. Books, changing tea, plus stacking quilts.

...Well, it's so evil.

He looked at it, almost couldn't help laughing out, then reached out his hand to close the door, turned around and said, "Is it still cold?"

"Ok?"

"You... not very competent."

Li Huanhan raised his eyes and looked at him. He paused for a moment when he was sorting out the books by year. He was silent for a moment, as if he hadn't figured out where he was incompetent. After a while, he said, "...what's wrong?"

Jiang Yinghe put down the kitty, walked over and looked at the booklet he had compiled, and said, "Don't you think you are a little bit evil enough?"

Originally, these books were all scripts from the Lanling Book Tower. Next to them were rumors and news from the cultivation world for nearly a hundred years. The most sensational was the half-step Jinxian's recovery, occupying three to five words.

Jiang Yinghe was very impressed by this Lanling Bookstore. Just by looking at the name, he knew it was not serious, and said, "What are you doing with these books?"

"This thing has become popular in recent years." Li Huan's **** eyes condensed slightly, "It is related to the feeling of master and apprentice."

Before Jiang Yinghe could react, he was infected by the other's approaching aura. He raised his eyes and looked into the center of those bright red eyes.

"How about that." He asked in a low voice, "Is it an evil cultivator?"

"...Spoofing, deceiving the world and stealing names..." Jiang Yinghe thought for a while, then said, "Eat virgins."

Li Huanhan frowned: "What's so delicious about boys and girls?"

Jiang Yinghe was startled for a moment. He didn't know what the monster's taste was, and he asked without thinking too much: "Then you are cultivating evil..."

"Can you eat?"

The words stopped abruptly.

Jiang Yinghe was speechless for a while, and Li Huanhan gently pressed his lips against his lips, and asked in a dumb voice: "It's not good to bully the world and steal your name, is it okay to bully Master?"

...How can I say that.

Jiang Yinghe had a fever in his ears, and he was serious about it. As soon as he was about to break the topic and raise the matter, he was sealed with his lips and hugged into his arms.

Li Huanhan’s hostility has never disappeared, but only appears from time to time, such as when he kisses his lips.

, The fangs leaned over to rub and bite, and the closer they got, the deeper they were.

Jiang Yinghe pressed his shoulders and pushed, turning his head to take a breath, intermittently saying: "Of course not, you..."

He couldn't say a word completely.

Because the "harmless little cat" behind him, I don’t know when he became a big cat again. It looks like a snow-white Siberian tiger, but the tail is thick and fluffy, and it is pulled out around his waist, and the tongue is heavy. Licked his shoulders.

It covers the place where Jun'er bites the hickey.

This little beast...

Perhaps it was because they knew each other's roots, or because the atmosphere was so simple that the two **** who bullied the Master did not have too many disputes. Instead, they cooperated strangely and tacitly, as if they were one person.

...No, this was originally a person.

Li Huanhan opened his neckline with his hand, his eyes dark as withered blood, his fingers rubbed against the hickey on it, and he approached and asked in a low voice, "Qin Jun did it? It looks like he is more like evil repair. ."

Jiang Yinghe pressed his shoulders and couldn't resist.

As the scene gradually lost control, the door creaked.

Jiang Yinghe was stiff all over, and he had already figured out Los Angeles...No, what is the next rumor in the cultivation world.

Until he heard Jun'er's voice.

"Li is still cold and long night." Qin Jun closed the door, "The heart demon is closed, the body shape is closed, and the door is cleared."

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Naturally, the so-called cleanup portal cannot be the portal of the Penglai School.

But just as Jiang Yinghe thought, this counterfeit who asked virgins to bluff and deceive under his pretence was indeed an evil cultivator.

Qin Jun's evil spirit could feel the proportions of souls in Los Angeles, and even detect the richness of ghosts here, and immediately discovered that there was ghost cultivation in Los Angeles.

Coupled with the fact that Jiang Yinghe heard about "building worship temples", it has been 80% able to confirm that it was a ghost cultivator disguised as a Taoist immortal, who was deceived to practice in a place where fish and dragons were mixed, relying on the people's yearning for the immortal Tao.

If ghost repairers want to cleanse their spirits and swept away all ghosts, they must build temples, rely on human beliefs, and become Shinto monks.

This is the situation.

Jiang Yinghe gathered his clothes and continued: "Since there is a place for incense worship, let's go and take a look. If it's really heinous... you will be overwhelmed as soon as possible."

The tongue of the big cat is full of soft barbs, even if it does not stand up, it will sting a bit when scratched on the skin, and it will be red.

As he said, the kitten on his leg was bothering

He behaved like a baby, stretched out the mat to grab the feet of his robe, trying to get the master's gaze.

Jiang Yinghe made the little beast lick a little bit painful, raised his foot to push the kitten away, and said blankly: "I didn't learn from your brother, learn to play hooligans with him."

The little white cat meowed, flicking its tail aggrievedly, and hooking the corner of his clothes.

Jiang Yinghe still remembered the strength of the tail when he got bigger, pushed him farther, turned his head and said, "You too, why it's getting harder and harder to make sense..."

Li Huanhan admitted his mistake and said: "When I listened to the teacher, I couldn't help it... my heart was beating too fast."

The straight ball was thrown over impartially.

Jiang Yinghe could almost feel the sound of a straight ball hitting his heart.

He coughed slightly to hide his embarrassment.

"The three divided souls... are still too..." Jiang Yinghe couldn't imagine the scene, "Wait for the fusion... if it is after the fusion..."

It seemed that a thorn pierced the tip of his heart.

After the fusion, maybe he has passed the test on the road, returned to the immeasurable heaven, and be the guardian of the great world.

Jiang Yinghe's words stopped here, and his mind uncontrollably moved towards the expected ending.

His mood also touched Heavenly Tribulation at the same time, which made him more predictable of the grim state of his inquiries on the Great Dao of Heavenly Tribulation... He walked away a little bit, and only when he turned his head did he hear Qin Jun's voice.

"You just went too far."

That is, Jiang Yinghe nodded in relief.

"He didn't take me." He continued.

Jiang Yinghe: "......?"

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