Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Jiang Yinghe put the book of anti-pornography on the side of the case and said: "According to my estimation, he deliberately wanted to tell me this, probably because he had some associations after meeting He Hufa yesterday, and he used this thing to confirm his conjecture. ."

Jiang Yinghe looked at Li Huanhan and saw that his expression was calm. He knew that he knew nothing because of his words, but he explained: "Xianjun Hunyuan is an informal person, not pedantic, even He knows your identities, and it doesn't matter."

Li Huanhan nodded, his expression unchanged: "Before I rushed here, the Heavenly Demon Sect had secretly surrounded the Hehuan Sect."

He spoke for a while, glanced at the night outside the window, and said: "If Tong Xianjun is really abnormal, this matter will not be passed on to other people's ears."

He spoke too calmly, Jiang Yinghe was a little dazed, and then he realized that Han was almost ready to destroy the sect. Although the words were plain and normal, they contained a hint of murderous aura that was extremely sharp.

"But I know Master's temperament, so I didn't do it lightly." Li Huanhan continued, "If he is just curious or joking, I will naturally not do anything."

At this moment, he truly revealed the behavior style of the Blood River Demon Venerable a thousand years ago, and he was never afraid to use the most brutal means to solve things like fighting for power and fighting each other.

Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "When did you receive this letter?"

Li Huanhan recalled a little: "Last night at midnight."

Because the surrounding area of ​​the Albizia Sect is not small, and it takes some time to deploy the manpower, Li Huanhan used the positioning ability of the blood shadow and the characteristics of the blood pool to come so quickly.

Jiang Yinghe nodded, before speaking, he saw Li Huanhan suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look at the light on the side.

The candlelight was bright and stretched continuously on the wall, dragging out a shaky shadow. The long night on the side seemed to have discovered it too, and when he moved around the candlelight twice, his fluffy tail swayed in mid-air.

"Here." Li also said coldly.

Before Jiang Yinghe had time to ask, the candlelight in front of him suddenly shimmered, changing from an ordinary earthly flame to a blue-green faint phosphorous fire.

At the same time, there was a heavy depressive ghost air in the surrounding air, and the dense fog spread out to the extent that he could barely see his fingers.

Jiang Yinghe was stunned for just a moment, and then he felt his hand was grasped tightly. He looked down and saw a

The fingers made of white bones held him, the bones were white and hard, and the structure was exquisite and standard, which was very valuable for medical students to learn and recite.

The first reaction in Jiang Yinghe's mind was this idea. Instead of being frightened, he was clenched by this ice-cold bone hand.

In the next moment, the bones were covered with flesh and blood, changing into a normal human appearance, but Jiang Yinghe was held tightly by him, but he could feel the other person's virtual and solid body in the palm of his hand. It was not until the end that the temperature slowly solidified. Close to him coldly.

Jiang Yinghe didn't have any fear at all, but rather familiar, and then felt a cool breeze in his ears, accompanied by the man's low-pitched voice.

"do you remember me?"

The atmosphere of the ghost story is too strong.

Jiang Yinghe could clearly feel that this was an excellent ghost story scene, but he still didn't have any fear at all, and even wanted to train the other party to clean up these bells and whistles.

He squeezed the fingertips of his palms and said, "Nie Xiaoqian?"

The other party was silent for a moment, with a strong jealousy and annoyance in his tone, but he tried to maintain a decent way to ask him: "Who is Nie Xiaoqian?"

The thick fog surging around, the phosphorous fire fluttering. Jiang Yinghe was amused. After thinking for a moment, he decided to explain: "It's a very beautiful...female ghost."

"Female ghost?" Jiang Yinghe could hear the gnashing of his teeth in his voice, "Where is the wild ghost, the one who stole me behind his back."

Jiang Yinghe smiled and nodded, tugging at the cold hand he was holding tightly, and said, "But she is very beautiful."

The evil spirit in the thick fog was a little anxious. Jiang Yinghe could feel him sticking over, kissed the base of his ear lightly, and whispered against his ear: "Master likes beautiful ones? Just like Chang Ye. Is it?"

The breath in the ear was cold and hot, as if he was already a little angry. Jiang Yinghe was afraid that he would be angry for a long night, and said: "It's just that she doesn't like me. She likes a scholar named Ning Caichen."

There was a few breaths of silence on the other side, and then there was a sigh of relief, but a little bit of irritation.

"If you are blind, you won't like you."

As soon as the words fell, a pair of thin and icy lips pressed against him, kissed from the ear to the corner of the lips, and when it was a step closer, the surrounding phosphorous fire shook violently, and the thick fog was swept by a sword wind and gradually dispersed. open.

Qin Jun stood in front of him.

Jiang Yinghe looked back, and saw the bright red Sword of Destruction inserted on the ground, as if it had blown away the dense fog.

Li Huanhan sat opposite, tapping his finger bones slowly

The table case said: "Naive."

Qin Jun didn't care about Li Huanhan's evaluation, but stared at Jiang Yinghe with gray eyes like mist, and said intently, "Do you really remember me?"

Not to mention Li Huanhan, Jiang Yinghe was going to die of his naivety. He stretched out his hand and lowered Qin Jun's collar, deliberately saying: "I don't remember, I only remember Nie Xiao...well..."

This person is not the kind who can afford to play a joke at all.

This kiss seemed to help him remember, and explored deeper from the lips. Jiang Yinghe couldn't breathe, squeezed his shoulders, and then briefly and fiercely plundered. After the kiss, he turned his head and withdrew some distance, his breath was chaotic and said: "Jun...Jun'er!"

Qin Jun barely stopped, licking his lips reluctantly, and when he was about to say something, he was suddenly rushed by a cat and squeezed between the two.

...It's worthy of a long night, and it really meets stitches.

Qin Jun got up a little, moved a few distances away, then turned to look at Li Huanhan, and said, "There are too many magic repairs around the Hehuan Sect. It will attract attention, so please withdraw."

Li Huanhan looked at him: "Withdraw?"

"Yes." Qin Jun took out the letter and another book, and said, "This letter was delivered by the protector of the Hehuan Sect. If they really have other ideas, they won't really get into trouble... I found that there was a little demonic energy around me. It's heavier, and it's easy to attract the attention of others."

Li Huanhan nodded silently and said, "Okay."

After the two talked, Qin Jun naturally gave Jiang Yinghe both of the letter and said: "There is nothing in the letter, but this book..."

When Jiang Yinghe took the book stiffly, thinking of the situation of the previous book, he foresightly took the little cat in his arms and cautiously said: "What's wrong with the book?"

"...The content is interesting."

Jiang Yinghe glanced at the cover. The title of the book was "Days and Nights with the Sword Fairy".

What good content can this book title have...

Jiang Yinghe gave a light cough and said, "You are young, don't indulge in such things."

"I'm not talking about this." Qin Jun said, "There is a note in it, saying that the content inside... is based on an anecdote that was unknown to the sword immortal in the early days."

Li Huanhan glanced at him and interrupted: "The age of the sword immortal in the early days is earlier than the long night. After tens of thousands of years, its content has long been twisted and deformed, and most of it is fabricated."

Qin Jun can vaguely understand Li Huanhan's concerns. He seems to be afraid that Jiang Yinghe is really the reincarnation of the sword fairy in the early days, and then there will be some "remembrance of the dead wife" that will be inserted, afraid that it will not even survive.

No more.

After all, among the records of the sword immortal in the early days, the most widely spread is that he married at an early age and then lost his wife.

Jiang Yinghe always wanted to find out about the sword immortal in the early days. He faintly felt that the senior traverser had a great relationship with him, so he took back the hand that wanted to throw away the little yellow book, and said: "If this is the case, then I ...Stay and see."

He put away the books, pulled down the little white cat that was lying in his arms and wanted to peek, embraced with his hands and started to slap, rubbing the little cat so confusingly, lying comfortably in his arms and stomping on the milk.

Qin Jun on the side glanced at the little fairy in Master's arms, and sat next to Li Huanhan and asked, "This cat...how is it..."

"Fengyue Goulan gas." Li Huanhan said lightly.

"Tsk, Brother Li, I still don't like it?"

Li Huanhan turned a deaf ear to his ridiculous and ridiculous tone, and his tone was still cold and indifferent.

"I can bear you, but I am very patient. Why, want to challenge the bottom line?"

Qin Jun held his jaw and watched the little white cat entwining the master to act like a baby, and said: "The bottom line? That's right, if there are any old loves and new loves, what beautiful ghosts and unforgettable dead wives, why don't you let me? Let's go to reincarnation."

Li Huanhan glanced at this evil spirit, and said, "You, God won't accept it."

Qin Jun: "...Use you to remind?"

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When Jiang Yinghe went to rest, it was actually not long before dark.

Xu was the influence of Qin Jun's little taste, Jiang Yinghe turned over and over for a long time, but couldn't sleep for a while.

He thought for a moment, got up and lit a small lamp beside the bed, and took out the "Days and Nights with the Sword Immortal" that he had just received.

At this time, his memory was almost restored, but he couldn't remember many details, thinking that since he couldn't fall asleep, he might as well study this book first.

Jiang Yinghe only turned one page, and he was shocked by the illustrations on the first page. He paused for a while, and then he turned it over and began to read the story.

Although the book is based on the sword fairy of the early days, there are obviously a lot of artistic processing on it. Jiang Yinghe was able to maintain his expressionless and calm concentration at the beginning, but when he looked at it, he felt that the protagonist's personality was too similar to himself, and he was a little embarrassed.

Until he saw the protagonist of the story and his Taoist companion, he began to turn the clouds and rain in various places.

Jiang Yinghe: "...Is that a place where I can drive?"

However, this book is novel and bold. It can be opened this way, and the door is welded to the

The sky opens.

Jiang Yinghe was shocked by the gameplay for the second time, feeling that the three views that he had grown up under the red flag were shaken by the slightest crack.

A few days ago, he used his hand to relieve Chang Ye's estrus, and he already felt very out of line...

Candle tears flowed slowly.

Halfway through Jiang Yinghe's process, his mind is full of magical instruments binding, shameful paly, and the protagonist of the storybook being overturned by his Taoist companion to deepen his feelings.

...Hi, this one is still riding.

He put down the book blankly, but his ears were completely red, and his receptivity really needed to be improved, so he put down the book and started trying to extract useful information in his mind.

Just after Jiang Yinghe lost his mind for a while, he suddenly heard a soft and sweet meow.

He looked for his reputation, and saw Chang Ye turned into a white cat and jumped on the bed, and approached harmlessly.

Jiang Yinghe didn't notice any sense of crisis, but habitually hugged the kitten for a while, and then became sleepy as he touched it, and fell asleep in his arms.

The night is like water, quiet and gentle.

The breathing sound is even and steady.

The cat in his arms stared at him for a long time, and finally confirmed that when Jiang Yinghe fell asleep, he satisfactorily transformed into a human form. When he was about to hug Master, he was suddenly pulled up by the collar of the back.

Chang Ye looked back angrily and saw Li Huanhan's bright red and cold eyes.

Chang Ye: "...what are you doing?"

His voice was very soft, not enough to wake Jiang Yinghe.

Li Huanhan said lightly: "Looking at you."

Chang Ye's head was about to be blown up by him, and his voice couldn't help but become louder: "You have something wrong, right? Against me?"

"Not really." The blood-red eyes converged for a few minutes, then moved to the other side of the bed, looking into the shadow of the lamp, "Look at him too."

Long Ye then looked over, and saw Qin Jun's figure standing against the wall gradually revealed in the dark shadow under the light, and he was looking over with a chill at this moment.

Chang Ye: "...Here, you, come here in the middle of the night and try to commit a crime, and your heart is shameful!"

The other two looked at him together, one without waves, the other with a sneer.

Long night: "..."

He only said this sentence, and Li Huanhan pulled his collar and threw it to the ground, while the man sat on the bedside of the master of course. In addition, Qin Jun was even more exaggerated. It seemed that because he had given Jiang Yinghe a lot of experience in the night watch, the evil spirit did not need to sleep, and sneaked into the shadow like a ghost, maintaining a safe and suitable distance.

Long night looked at the form, and finally reluctantly changed back to the cat, and got into the master.

In his arms.

After a good night's dream.

When the dawn came, Jiang Yinghe woke up a bit slower than usual, and dreamed of a lot of weird things. He opened his eyes and let go for a while before he noticed that the cat in his arms was awake. With his tail wrapped around his wrist, he twisted and turned around, all seduce.

Jiang Yinghe couldn't hold back, he followed his tail and touched it. Before he felt the soft fluff, he first touched his cold fingers.

A slightly teasing voice sounded from his ears, with a breath of cold and hot.

"Aren't you tired after a long time?"

Jiang Yinghe subconsciously said: "How can you get tired of a cat?"

He turned his head and saw Qin Jun looking at him close at hand, braiding a few strands of his hair in a small braid...

"Jun'er?"

Only when his words fell, the breath of the other person was familiar and permeated.

Li Huanhan held his hand, lowered his head and kissed the center of his eyebrows, and whispered, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Yinghe hesitated for a moment, and said, "Should be awake."

"Yeah." Li Huanhan said, "Morning."

"Morning...an." Jiang Yinghe looked around, and couldn't help but remember that in the book last night, there was a scene in the book last night, where the Taoist couple of the Sword Immortal used a punk technique. It's exactly the same as it is now.

He coughed slightly and covered the picture in his mind: "Why are you all here."

After a short silence, Li Huanhan replied: "...to temper your willpower."

Qin Jun nodded appreciatively: "Well, yes."

Long Ye echoed listlessly: "Meow..."

The author has something to say: Fengyue Goulan Qi ≈ Bitch Bitch.