Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Seeing Jiang Yinghe said so, Tong Guiyu naturally did not dare to tease him anymore. Instead, he picked up the book on the case, turned a few pages, and said: "Are you interested in him? Sword Immortal from the beginning... Within the Hehuan Sect, there are really many anecdotes about him."

Jiang Yinghe asked: "What is it?"

Tong Guiyu looked at the little cat in his arms, and said: "He has been married to a Taoist couple since he first became famous, but the other party died young. Do you know about this?"

These are recorded in other books. Jiang Yinghe nodded, unconsciously kneading the cat ears in his arms, rubbing the soft fluff with his fingers, and said: "I know."

"The world only knows one, but doesn't know the other." Tong Guiyu lowered his head and turned the book, stopped at the page of the illustration, and said, "His Taoist companion is a man. It is said that his identity is extremely prominent, and he did not die early. But..."

He paused and continued slowly; "It's just like your three apprentices, even if you have reached the top, there are endless troubles."

Jiang Yinghe was silent for a moment, and his heart seemed to be touched suddenly. He slowly covered his heart, not knowing where this feeling came from, and when he continued to question, Tong Guiyu said again.

"The so-called infinite trouble is not that his path is blocked, but that he cannot be with the sword immortal for a long time."

"...Why is this?"

Tong Guiyu shook his head and said, "I don't know the details. The person has an unknown surname and disappeared quietly. If it weren't for the Hehuan Sect, it was one of his inheritances. I am afraid that even the gender of this man is rarely known. ."

Jiang Yinghe pondered for a moment, the tail of the white cat in his arms entwined softly, and the fluff was gently pressed against his palm.

Jiang Yinghe slowly followed his tail and sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and he heard the opposite Tong Guiyu ask: "What do you think?"

"what?"

"I said you and your disciple." Tong Guiyu couldn't help but glanced at the cat coquettish in his arms. It was hard to think that this was the master demon who was so powerful and fierce and fierce ten thousand years ago. He said a little euphemistically. Asked: "You really want to be with... three people..."

"You are wrong."

Tong Guiyu breathed a sigh of relief. While relaxing, he felt as if he hadn't knocked. He nodded and said, "I think the same is true. With your personality, it is absolutely impossible to accept three people..."

"They are one person."

Tong Guiyu spoke, slowly widening his eyes, staring at Jiang Yinghe with a calm face in a daze, and then shifting his eyes to look at the cat.

Said: "This..."

Jiang Yinghe patiently settled down the whole story one by one.

Tong Guiyu's expression changed unpredictably, and he changed several expressions back and forth before completely digesting the matter. He slowly sighed: "No wonder you hesitate. After they merge, whether the memory exists at all, there is still a question. It is really a great power for the world, I am afraid that I have more my own pursuit, and I will be firm on my way, and I will not be attracted by the scenery of foreign objects.

He paused, carefully observing Jiang Yinghe’s expression, and comforted: "But if this matter cannot be figured out, even if it is re-worked again, you will still be blocked by Dao Xin’s questioning, and it is difficult to temper yourself. The peak of the body turns above the state of mind."

It's like repeating the college entrance examination. Even if you have an experience and know the direction of the question, it is still difficult to get a higher score than the previous test without a breakthrough.

Jiang Yinghe knows this truth well, but he is much firmer than before, saying: "Even if it is a cloud of smoke, I also recognize it, it will never be worse than falling into the tribulation."

Tong Guiyu sighed: "It's really unpredictable. I think a swordsman who is pure-hearted and has few desires like you, doesn't need to be troubled by love here."

Halfway through hearing Jiang Yinghe, he keenly sensed that there was some sadness in his words. After thinking about it for a moment, he asked: "How are you and the one from Yaowanggu?"

He asked about the melancholy of Yaowanggu, the man he had seen before, dressed in a green shirt, with a gentle expression, like a green willow bent by the spring breeze, which seemed to be able to brush softly from the side of a person's sleeve.

Tong Guiyu glanced at him, and pulled out the Hongyan Sword.

On this sea of ​​love sword, there is a light pink peach crystal sword pendant, which reflects the sharp edge and is very interesting.

Hongyanjian loves beautiful people, so when presented in front of Jiang Yinghe, the body of the sword trembles slightly, sending out endless joy.

Jiang Yinghe glanced at the hilt and said, "It seems that you are a little entangled with him."

"...I practiced this way, how could I mistake him." Tong Guiyu said, "Although there are intersections, it's nothing more than that."

Jiang Yinghe knew what he was worried about. Tong Guiyu is a monk who practices acacia art, and his way is in this, choosing between restraint and indulgence.

For those who are conscious of their lovelessness, in order to avoid mutual sorrow, it is better to abandon the meager feelings than to have grudges in the future.

What Jiang Yinghe thought was exactly what Tong Guiyu was worried about.

The two of them had their own difficulties. They were silent for a while, but a soft cat cry sounded, licking his fingers comfortingly with a soft tongue.

Jiang Yinghe bowed his head and rubbed the little white cat.

At the same time, Crane Spirit outside the Xuanmen wailed leisurely, and the Xuanmen opened the fingers slightly, and a disciple of the Hehuan Sect clasped his fists and bowed his head: "On behalf of the head of the clan, there is news from the clan. Elder Lin is out of the clan. Quotient."

"Consulting to discuss is just a matter of teaching from a few blessed lands and the younger generations, always retreat, and there is always no breakthrough." Tong Guiyu said impatiently, but still got up to leave, smiled at Jiang Yinghe, and said: "Wait for you to re-rebuild and recover, and then discuss with Xianwei Xianjun. The abbot of Zen Qing can't fight, and you haven't seen it for so many years. I really have itchy hands for a long time... By the way, I have some things in the book. Come."

"Actually, you don't have to..."

"Don't be shy." Tong Guiyu said meaningfully, "After you use it, you will thank me."

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He really counts words.

Within half a day after Tong Guiyu's departure, Hehuan Sect really gave Qingjingya some "gifts" in the name of mutual exchanges. In addition to the things he said, there was also a book of very good quality. Cheats.

Jiang Yinghe is in retreat in name, and his cultivation base has not been restored, so it is not easy to come forward, and these things are only piled up in front of Baihe Yuyu Xuanmen. It's better to take it in when Jun'er comes back and collect it.

With such a friend, Jiang Yinghe felt that his blood pressure could make him angry like bungee jumping, rising and falling.

Not to mention that Qin Jun seemed to be very interested. He took the book and studied it for a long time... But when the sky was about to dusk, there was a little problem in the Netherworld, and he had to deal with it first, so he didn't leave it to Baihe Yuyu. .

The sky is getting late, and the remnant clouds are like blood.

In addition to cultivating, Jiang Yinghe still needs to study a lot of Taoism that he learned before his reincarnation, and he has been seeing the darkness of the night.

The little white cat next to him had fallen asleep long ago, and he slept peacefully and securely. His body is more tired now, and he is also a little sleepy, a little distracted.

In the midst of these few breaths of trance, I didn't hear the footsteps, but I could suddenly feel a familiar breath enveloping him, and even the surrounding temperature felt a little bit lingering.

The candlelight lit up.

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes and saw that the heart of the candle above the lampstand was cut straight, and the flame stood upright and bright as a line.

The warm light is overflowing, illuminating the dark sleeves of the incoming person, and the eyes that are gradually smeared into flames under the brilliance.

"It hurts my eyes." He said, "You don't listen."

This time it is a mortal body, reading in the dark will really hurt your eyes.

The candlelight is reflected on the ground, and it is in contact with the Yuehua penetrating through the window.

Xianghuiying.

Li Huanhan's tone was calm as usual, and he didn't mean to blame. He walked a few steps, slowly took out the book in Jiang Yinghe's hand, marked the number of pages he saw, and said: "Don't force it, you rest on time."

Jiang Yinghe happened to be sleepy, but he felt that the other party was becoming more and more like a good wife. He watched him for a while and said, "No reluctance, no sleepiness, just waiting for you."

Li Huanhan lowered his head and looked at each other with faint **** eyes, deep depression inside.

"Aren't you sleepy? Is there something to say now?"

Jiang Yinghe said: "In fact, there are some, but because I have something to ask you, I don't want to sleep."

Li also froze for a while, as if he didn't think he had anything to ask so solemnly and specifically.

"what's happenin?"

Jiang Yinghe stared at his eyes and said, "...Splitting the devil's heart, is there any damage?"

Li Huanhan knew when he heard that he had seen Wangchenjian, and subconsciously said, "No."

When the voice fell, the other party immediately asked: "Is this the truth?"

"..."

At the moment when he was silent for a while, Jiang Yinghe knew that there must be damage. He sighed and said, "I don't like your wishful thinking, do you know?"

The other party was silent for a while, did not speak, but slowly embraced him, and smoothed his hair.

"sorry, I……"

His tone was too low and soft, and there was a feeling of melting ice and snow.

Jiang Yinghe hugged him back and explained: "Just like you don't want to see me hurt, I don't want to see you hurt, especially because of me. I have responded too late to many things, and I feel ashamed... "

Before he could finish his words, Li Huanhan held his wrist, pressed it on the side of the soft couch, and blocked his lips.

He seemed more willing to express emotions with actions than words, just like this moment. Jiang Yinghe could accurately feel his unsatisfactory desire and enthusiasm, he could feel the gentle and gentle touch on his lips, and he could feel his destructive desire that was suppressed almost to nothing.

The world said he was cruel, violent, and hastily killed his life.

But when he lowered his head and kissed, it was deep and warm, gradually shifting from the starting point of gentleness until Jiang Yinghe couldn't breathe.

Rub the upper lip flap with the fingertips.

Jiang Yinghe looked at him and didn't know what to think for a while. Maybe he was really tired from reading, or the atmosphere was so good that he felt dizzy and kissed the finger between his lips gently.

Just as Li was still in a daze, he raised his hand to wrap the opponent’s neck, leaned over and tried to kiss him, from his lips.

The angle begins and gradually closes. I don't know whether it is more soothing, or more intimate emotions.

At this time, Jiang Yinghe was not distracted to pay attention to the purification status bar provided by the system, and naturally he couldn't see how Li Huanhan's status bar was changing rapidly.

He is really nice.

Jiang Yinghe kissed him and whispered: "You can't do this kind of thing again in the future."

He was referring to severing the devil's heart. Although this could protect him all the time and come to him, it would cause damage to Li Huanhan.

"……Great."

The voice that was passed to the ear was low and dumb, and he only responded, and he hugged Jiang Yinghe tightly on the bed, as if he wanted to go further.

Jiang Yinghe didn't have any preparations in his heart, but he immediately began to feel embarrassed after he slapped him, he quickly grabbed his shirt and found a very suitable reason.

"My body... not very good." He implicitly said, "You will break your mundane body."

As soon as his words fell, a voice prompt emerged from the system that had been silently watching.

"You can use your hands or your legs."

...Why is it so serious.

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback, and suddenly received a new task from the fusion system.

"Integration task 1: Double repair with innate authenticity."

Jiang Yinghe: "...Double, repair?"

He thought he was just repeating it in his heart to express his doubts, but he didn't realize that he had directly said these two words. Then, Li Huanhan lowered his head, his breath spread, and the **** eyes stared at him intently. The line is low and dumb.

"……what did you say?"

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