Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Twilight stopped the clouds.

The giant eagle swept across the stratus clouds, and the sound of the wind was heard. Even though it had flown very slowly, it still had a roaring feeling when it stopped for a while.

Jiang Yinghe rearranged his hair and sleeves, sat on the cliff and looked down. He saw the lush forest and ancient trees, as well as the faintly visible mountain peaks in the distance.

The fire cloud covered half of the sky.

Jiang Yinghe watched for a long while, and another red appeared in his mind, a red that was more vivid and ardent than Can Xia at this moment.

His memory is vague and difficult to interpret, and he turned his head to look at the long night next to him.

Chang Ye turned his head to look at him, and those black eyes looked straight over, extremely pure and sincere.

The light wind picked up Jiang Yinghe's hair.

The old is as old as ever.

For Jiang Yinghe, these three hundred and seventy years of time were just like a dark and sweet dream, but for others, it was like a process of gradual relief of pain but repeated attacks.

Long Ye looked at him for a long while, and whispered: "Master."

"Ok."

Jiang Yinghe replied. He felt the anxiety of the other party, raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and said, "Is there anything to say?"

Actually...nothing.

It's all the willfulness of some children.

Chang Ye didn't say all of these willfulness, but let him mess up his hair and leaned in to say: "Master, in fact, there is more than one apprentice Ye'er."

His tone hesitated, but he continued.

"I am the third."

Jiang Yinghe nodded and said: "I also had this premonition, but I just can't remember it."

"But the three of us," Chang Ye said seriously, "we are actually alone."

"……A person?"

Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment, the diaphragm in his mind seemed to be broken by something, and the shadows of the other two became clearer.

Long Ye was too close, and the breath slowly rolled over, revealing a familiar fragrance.

This kind of breath lingers around.

"In fact, Ye'er didn't want to be alone with them." Chang Ye said, "It's just because of Master..."

He paused.

"I guess they don't want to either."

Jiang Yinghe was kissed by him, his movements were very light, but his whispers were particularly pleasing to the ears.

"They must be because of you."

Jiang Yinghe slowly accepted this setting, and just about to answer, the giant eagle living next to him called out and looked up into the twilight not far away.

Long Ye lifted up his eyes and saw the edge of the sky dyed red by the burning clouds, Rin

Above the dignified lonely mountain, suddenly flowing through the creek with bright red water, blood overflowing.

Long Ye's eyes dazzled, and said to Jiang Yinghe: "Senior brother is going to hit me."

Jiang Yinghe was startled for a moment: "What?"

Chang Ye said again: "It's not a day or two that he disliked me. Knowing that I found you without telling him, Senior Brother Li is going to lose his temper."

Before Jiang Yinghe could finish this sentence, the bright red blood above the lonely peak surged upwards, shaping a gradually obvious human form.

Li Huanhan stepped out of the water stream composed of blood, wearing a black robe, his cloak moved slightly, and the scarlet lining was lifted with the slight cold mountain breeze in early spring.

On his shoulders, there was a snake full of black and shiny black, and his **** eyes glanced over with icy coldness. Then after seeing Jiang Yinghe, he closed his eyes with all his strength and went into dormancy.

Behind him, the clouds drenched with the setting sun were as gorgeous as blood.

Jiang Yinghe turned his head and took a look, and he realized that there was a cold wind passing through his eyes. The long night on the opposite side was forced back dozens of steps by this sword wind, and then the sword wind scattered, and the blood sword swept across, He pulled back into another cliff and smashed half of the rock wall.

Not only the half of the stone wall, but also many of the cliffs in the middle were shattered by sword energy. A crack sounded under Jiang Yinghe's feet, and the giant eagle on the side suddenly flew up and cried forever in the clouds.

At the moment the cliff broke, he suddenly fell into a familiar embrace, and was held by Li Huanhan to a safe place.

Jiang Yinghe watched this all happen, and when he was still worried about the long night, he was caught by the other party.

Li Huanhan checked him carefully and confirmed that there was no injury before frowning and rubbing the opponent's hand.

"So cold?"

It’s early spring at the moment, it’s already a bit cold, and it’s on the cliff. Even if you wear it thickly, the function of keeping warm is still weak. However, Jiang Yinghe thought he was acceptable, so he didn't take it to heart, nor did he talk to Chang Ye.

His fingers were narrow and slender. Due to environmental reasons, his knuckles were slightly blue, and they were now wrapped in Li Huanhan's palm.

It's just that his body temperature is not high either.

Jiang Yinghe said: "It's okay, it's not too cold, long night he..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a bit more weight on his shoulders. The dark fluff is embossed on the upper part of the cloak, softly enclosing a half circle, and the lower part is inner-infrared black, which reaches the ankle.

Li Huanhan lowered his head halfway to tie his cloak, and said, "I can't die."

As if against this sentence,

The rock that was chiseled in from a distance was shattered inch by inch and turned into powder. However, the seemingly weak young man in red flew back intact and landed in front of Jiang Yinghe.

Just when Chang Ye wanted to get closer, he was blocked by a bright red blood sword. He glanced at the unrestricted and demonic Nirvana Sword, and then at Li Huanhan, who gave Jiang Yinghe a cloak.

"Don't be so angry, right?" Chang Ye said, "I was also able to find the master because of half a demon pill..."

Li Huanhan turned a deaf ear. After tying the ribbon, he looked at Jiang Yinghe's star-like eyes and asked in a low voice, "Did he bully you?"

Jiang Yinghe just wanted to say, "I'm his master, how could Chang Ye have this courage", before he said it, he remembered the scene of teaching the young apprentice to ease his estrus at the inn yesterday. He hesitated for a moment and said, "No."

It was because of this half-second hesitation that the scarlet blood sword seemed to have heard the master's mind, and the sword body suddenly brightened, rising from the cliff, and the devilish energy rushed past it violently.

He took out the little apprentice again.

Jiang Yinghe was silent for a moment. He didn't expect the relationship between their brothers and sisters to be so "harmonious". He sighed and said, "Really not, don't be angry."

It's hard to tell Li Huanhan's anger. He has always been expressionless and introverted. Even if he thinks very much in his heart, only three points are shown on his face. It is difficult to read the mind from his words, but it is possible to perceive the other's temperament between actions and habits.

For example, at this moment, even though Jiang Yinghe hasn't completely remembered it, he still feels that he is jealous, and he doesn't know what he is sour.

Li Huanhan picked the hair around his ear and asked, "Remember me?"

Jiang Yinghe nodded honestly, and said, "Remember... a little bit."

"What do you think of?"

Jiang Yinghe said with embarrassment. He looked at the other party's bright red and calm eyes, hesitated for a moment, then slightly raised his head and approached the other party's ear, and said: "Remembering...you once locked me in a dark room."

The moment Li Huanhan appeared, he recalled the name and identity from the bottom of his heart, but he did not expect that the first part of the memory that became clear was this part. He slowly understood the complex emotions contained in the taste memories and added One sentence.

"I also remembered what you told me...to be with me for a long time."

In fact, there are four more words after this sentence, he said, "Long time with gentleness, not knowing cruelty." But Jiang Yinghe didn't add it.

Li also froze for a while, slowly hugged him, and whispered: "

Sorry, I was impulsive at that time. "

His chest came close, his heart beating, exuding a slightly hot residual temperature, and then, the silent system suddenly made a sound, and a brand-new purification strip jumped out.

Jiang Yinghe stared at the black status bar, which was almost at full value, then looked at the man with low and soft expressions and faint eyes, some of them couldn't connect the two.

Afterwards, the system eagerly gave a new prompt.

"Purification task one: Please give the innate authenticity a soothing kiss."

Jiang Yinghe heard the emotional feeling for the first time from this whole mechanical sound system. He repeated the words of the system in his mind, paused on the "innate authenticity", and suddenly remembered what he had done before rebuilding. Learned some Taoism.

In Taoism, there are also many techniques of incarnation outside the body, which inevitably involve the separation of souls. Among them is a set of theory, which is that the human spirit is divided into three parts, namely the innate truth, the acquired mind, and the tendency of the heart.

What Jiang Yinghe has not yet realized at this moment is that the innate authenticity is a combination of righteous and evil origins, and there are ups and downs at birth, but the acquired mind is cut down from the top of the cloud by the denial of heaven under the smooth wind and water, and needs constant tempering. And correction.

The world is so complicated that it will not always be what one wants.

Just between the few breaths he was thinking about, the system repeated the mission goal again. He raised his head and looked at the opponent's progress bar that was almost full, then raised his head to meet Li Huanhan's gaze.

The blood is red, like slowly flowing magma, or an incomparably clear gem.

Jiang Yinghe looked startled, tried to get in and kiss him, and replied: "...don't blame you."

His movements were very light, just a small initiative, but the dark status bar in front of him suddenly went backwards by a large amount, returning to a relatively healthy state.

...Is it so coaxing?

Just as Jiang Yinghe was considering whether or not to comfort him, he was kissed by his waist, and the tip of his warm tongue came in.

His waist was fastened very tightly, but he left a half-finger-wide space just right, as if he wanted to confront the invisible self-control.

The black snake entrenched on Li Huanhan's shoulders seemed to be affected by his master's emotions. He opened his eyes from dormancy, and the vertical pupil stared at the scene in front of him for an instant.

At the same time, the long night that was pulled down the cliff for the second time climbed back again, shook the dust from his paws, and saw the picture in front of him as soon as he came up.

Although his state has fallen and he can't fight with Li Huanhan, it doesn't affect his fight for favor, and he becomes

Kitty, when he wanted to pounce on the next moment, the red blood sword hovered automatically, and the blade of the sword rushed in front of him full of hostility.

Long night: "..."

...Life is not easy, Mao Mao sighed.

Li Huanhan seemed to feel that Long Night was back, so he converged a bit, raised his hand and stroked Master's red lips, and asked in a low voice: "I still can't change my breath?"

Jiang Yinghe grabbed his hand, moved his hand down, and said, "...I shouldn't think you are so coaxing."

This person is good everywhere, but it seems that he is easily impulsive in this kind of thing, and sometimes he can be very fierce if he loses control.

He has recovered this part of the cognition invisibly.

Jiang Yinghe turned his head and looked at the little cat on the corner of the cliff that was pointed at by the blood sword. The little white cat meowed with a gray head and face, full of a strong sense of grievance.

When Chang Ye saw Jiang Yinghe looking over, he immediately became energetic. He wanted to jump into the other's arms three times and twice, but he was slipped from the back of his neck by a hand in the middle of the air, carrying the flesh on it and hanging in the air.

Li Huanhan's indifferent tone sounded from the side with a hint of disgust.

"It's all gray, it's too dirty."

Li Huanhan turned his gaze, glanced at Jiang Yinghe's dark cloak and the plain robe under the cloak, adding a word.

"Don't touch him."

The little white cat was aggrieved to the extreme. He stretched his teeth and claws in the air, looked at Jiang Yinghe with his round black eyes, and meowed pitifully.

Jiang Yinghe was moved by him and comforted: "I will give you a bath when there is an inn."

Just when the little white cat heard the word "bathing" and raised his little ears excitedly, Li Huanhan, who was carrying him, suddenly said, "Let me come."

The little white cat froze all over, stunned Baden and lowered his head, meowing in a very small voice, and thought angrily: "This invisible vinegar jar...Bah!"

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The invisible vinegar tank joined the accompanying team and handed the letter he received to Jiang Yinghe.

Jiang Yinghe unfolded the letter and saw a pale pink letter paper inlaid with peach blossom petals. On it was a pretty handwriting in lower case with hairpins. The whereabouts of Jiang Yinghe was mentioned vaguely, and the identity of Li Huanhan was also attached at the end. Said, gave the leader of one thing.

Jiang Yinghe looked at the handwriting very familiar, but couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he said: "What did he give you?"

Li Huanhan glanced at him, blankly took out a book from the storage artifact, and handed it to Jiang Yinghe.

Hands.

The cover is pure blue, the titles of the books are arranged vertically, neatly written--

"Xianjun's Secret Lover"

Jiang Yinghe: "...The style is good."

He couldn't find other words to express his feelings for a while, and he could only sigh. Sure enough, no matter which world it is in, people's desire for a beautiful love is always the same... As he thought, he opened the page of the book and was immediately caught The picture on the first page is calm.

The cleaned little white cat brought her head over and seemed to want to take a look, but Jiang Yinghe pushed it away before even seeing it.

He closed the page, feeling that his opening method was wrong, opened it again, and finally confirmed that it was a small yellow book in the realm of cultivation, or the kind with illustrations.

...Too shocking.

Jiang Yinghe let out a sigh of relief, and something faintly appeared in his mind, thinking that this should be the handwriting of a friend.

"...There is no signature, who sent it?"

Li Huanhan said: "It was commissioned by Tianji Pavilion. It is difficult for ordinary people to find the Demon Sect."

Jiang Yinghe nodded, then looked at the handwriting on the letter paper, and said: "...He doesn't seem to have any intention of hiding his identity. I seem to have seen this word... Tong Guiyu?"

As he said, he flipped through the letter paper and saw that the back was painted with a heart of cinnabar.

Jiang Yinghe: "...It really is him."

Worthy of being the Hehuan Sect, it simply runs the biggest obscene **** industry in the cultivation world, and the whole school is full of undecent colors.

The author has something to say: The discolored Tong Guiyu: My happiness, you can’t imagine~