My Darling Sick Beauty

It was also quiet upstairs.

When Jiang Zheliu saw this landlord Zhang, the other party was talking to himself in front of a pot of flowers.

Zhang Shenxing is not a righteous person, he is a loose cultivator who loves to run commercial shops in the world. This brothel is his property and also his old lair. More importantly, this is the entrance to the mystery - this person He has a unique hobby, has a strong spirit of adventure, and is always able to seize business opportunities from all kinds of dangerous places.

Jiang Zheliu knocked on the door frame, and when the young loose cultivator in a robe turned his head, he said, "Long time no see."

The other party was startled.

It was a normal reaction for him to be stunned. After all, according to the rumors in the cultivation world, Jiang Xianzun had already used his body to feed demons and was trapped in the demon world. , very reliable.

Zhang Shenxing's eyes first glanced over quickly, then he looked at Wen Renye next to him, his eyes stopped again, his whole body stiffened abruptly, and he took a half step back.

Jiang Ziliu could see that he was a little scared.

The current reputation of the little devil can't be thought about carefully, think about it, he is the big villain in the world, the kind who will be criticized by thousands of people for everything he does.

The other party quickly stabilized his mood, raised his hand and saluted: "It's really been a long time. Is Immortal Venerable?"

"Everything is fine."

Zhang Shenxing led the other party into the seat, glanced at Wen Renye next to him, and didn't know what to say. After thinking for a while, he said, "Xianzun has been gone for many years, and now he is in the human world, he must have something to do."

"I'm here for your mystery." Jiang Zheliu said straight to the point, "Can you let me use it?"

"Where is this." Zhang Shenxing said, "The natural secret realm is a natural thing. I am guarding it here, but I am afraid that people will destroy it."

Under the pressure in front of him, his attitude was very docile: "As long as the Immortal Venerable is useful, I will naturally give my full assistance."

As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but turn to Wen Renye, and when he met this man's gaze, he felt a little frightened, and quickly said: "Then respected lord Wenren..."

"He will also enter." Jiang Zheliu said, "If there is any accident, please open the barrier and temporarily isolate this place from the human world to avoid unnecessary casualties."

"It's natural."

Just when the two were communicating, the little devil who didn't speak and had a bad brain, activated the brain supplement function that he couldn't control again.

He was a little jealous and felt sour, why are there old acquaintances of Xiao Liushu everywhere? It seemed that he was the only one who was not involved in his past, which was inexplicably sour.

Wen Renye stared at Jiang Zheliu's side face, and saw the jawbone from the side cheeks, and then spread into the neck, feeling that the whole cultivation world was plotting against his target.

It may be that he has experienced a lot before, and it is a bit of a conditioned reflex, seeing everyone is a bit like a class enemy.

Jiang Zheliu didn't pay attention for a while, and the other party held his hand, pressed the back of his hand, and didn't speak in a dull way, but there was an aura of "wanting to coax" all over his body, which was simply clingy.

Why? Jiang Zheliu couldn't understand why he was being crushed every time, but the little devil always felt wronged there like an air bag.

Jiang Zheliu patted the other party with his backhand, temporarily calmed his emotions, turned his head and said in a low voice, "You also want to go to the Lost Realm."

Wen Renye asked, "Are we together?"

In fact, this kind of natural mystery is experienced by each person alone. Even if two people enter together, they can only accept the test by themselves in the end.

Jiang Ziliu was uneasy about his current state, nodded and said, "Yes."

Wen Renye's mood improved a little, he lowered his head and leaned over, pointing to his lips, the meaning was extremely obvious.

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, and said next to his ear, "What's the matter with you?"

He felt that in front of others, he should be more restrained, but Wen Renye seemed to want to show the intimacy of the two and stared at him stubbornly.

Jiang Zheliu had no choice, so he leaned over and kissed him.

Barely coaxed.

In Zhang Shenxing's eyes, this is a living Yama, how dare he watch the picture of the two contacting, he can only silently recite Jiang Xianzun's boundless merits in his heart, and turn his head to open the hidden entrance to the mystery.

From the center of several flowers, the long-hidden entrance was displayed, like a water mirror splitting in the void, and the surface was a piece of fine ripples.

Jiang Zheliu examined for a moment, confirmed the authenticity, and then said to Zhang Shenxing: "I hope the landlord can keep the news of my appearance here secret."

Zhang Shenxing said: "I am idle cloud and wild crane, and I don't have anyone to communicate with, so I won't delay the important affairs of Xianzun."

——

After entering the Dao Heart Mystery Realm, the two will be separated.

Surrounded by lush trees, he is located in the lake pavilion of a tranquil lake, and it looks like a good environment. But at the moment it was a cloudy and rainy day, and thunderclouds rolled over the dome, and there were occasional sounds of lightning and thunder.

The electric light was dazzling, and the pale light streaked across the sky.

Jiang Zheliu was stabbed in the eyes by the light, closed his eyes and opened them again. When he opened them again, he saw a change in the scene. The lake was covered with snow, the top and bottom were white, and the back of an old man appeared in the pavilion.

At the same time as Jiang Zheliu's eyes moved, the old man turned around slowly, revealing his face.

It is Zhu Wenyuan.

Jiang Ziliu's only teacher.

This is a natural mystery that sharpens the mind of the Tao, and it is not uncommon for anything to appear.

He came with the little devil, and he didn't know how effective this would be for Wen Renye's condition, but it was a way to try.

Jiang Zheliu stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes and sat down in the Huxin Pavilion, opposite his teacher.

Zhu Wenyuan, as his name suggests, is a model of righteousness who is knowledgeable and virtuous. He brought back Jiang Zheliu when he was young, raised him up, and brought him into Xianmen.

It was this person who laid the foundation for Jiang Zheliu You's life in grace and responsibility.

There is a game of chess on the Huxin Pavilion, and the chess surface is very complicated. Jiang Zheliu recognized at a glance that this was one of the three major chess games in the Lingxiao faction. It was created by his master back then. If the Lingxiao faction was still there, it should be hung on the precious playbook behind the main hall.

But now it is here.

After a monk reaches a certain level, the state of his face and body will freeze, and he will not necessarily age in the face of catastrophe, but all high-level monks who show an old state are basically in the face of catastrophe and the heart is failing, unless he himself is willing. Show this face.

Zhu Wenyuan is one of them. He was trapped in the calamity and went through a long and painful time. The image that appears in Jiang Zheliu's eyes is from that period.

Jiang Zheliu looked at the Lingxiao sword pattern on his sleeve, and his eyes slid over the pattern on it. After a while, he called out, "Father Ya."

It was a title that only appeared when the two of them were around. In front of Zhu Wuxin or everyone from the Ling Xiao faction, Jiang Zheliu would only call him "teacher" in order not to affect the status of his junior and junior brothers. It is too much, so he has always respected each other very much and is willing to treat him as a father.

"The will and the will, you have never done the same." Zhu Wenyuan raised his hand to pour tea for him, with a smile spreading from the corner of his eyes, "but you still meet me confidently?"

"It's really unbearable." Jiang Zheliu took the warm tea and glanced at the chess game. He did blame himself, but because of his clear mind, these feelings of guilt did not block his chest, but bluntly said, "Even if If you come, you won't be better than the disciples."

Zhu Wenyuan stroked his beard, looked at him gently for a while, then moved the pieces on the chessboard and said, "If you do it all over again, how do you want to choose?"

"There is no second chance in this world."

Jiang Zheliu replied slowly, he paused for a moment, sighed, and still said: "But if I can really do it all over again, the disciple will not take over the responsibility you gave me from the beginning. It also saves me from living up to the shame of my entrustment. "

"Lie." Zhu Wenyuan said.

Jiang Zheliu raised his eyes and met the old man's peaceful gaze.

Part of his personality comes from education, because when he first entered the door, he was often bullied and envied by the children of the immortal family. I think he is worthy of Zhu Wenyuan's personal teaching.

In his growth experience, in addition to Zhu Wenyuan's positive orientation, he has experienced too many blows and sparring. The eyes of the outside world have been disapproved and looked down upon from the very beginning. Therefore, when he receives extremely high praise in the future, he will Can't leave a deep imprint on his mind, because he learned to sober earlier than anyone else.

The deepest place in Jiang Zheliu's heart has long been filled with ice and snow. He is calm and alienated, and will not change for thousands of years.

And Zhu Wuxin's problem also comes from this, because of his identity, what he hears the most is touting and complimenting him, and no one will attack him, except his father and senior brother.

The person who treats you best often doesn't tell you directly how much he loves you.

The two people who cared about him most reunited here, and the wayward child was dead.

Zhu Wuxin died under Ling Xiaojian, but the two of them were the two sword masters of Ling Xiaojian.

Things are often so ironic.

"It's not a lie." Jiang Zheliu smiled and said, "This disciple really regrets it very much."

Zhu Wenyuan took a step and pushed another basket of chess pieces in front of Jiang Zheliu.

"Don't regret it." Zhu Wenyuan said, "Treasure the person in front of you."

This person in front of him has no choice, only that one person. Jiang Zheliu did not ask whether the other party blamed him or whether he needed to rebuild the Lingxiao faction. He had an answer in his heart.

The two drank tea, and halfway through the game of chess, snow fell outside the pavilion.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky.

Zhu Wenyuan's chess pieces fell, making a crisp collision sound. Jiang Zheliu moved his gaze with his movements and heard the other party's peaceful words.

"Wenren respects the Lord as a demon, and the demons have their own nature." He said, "Maybe what you think is good for him, not necessarily for his good."

Jiang Zheliu raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side.

The electric light on the horizon suddenly flashed, reflecting the criss-crossing and interlocking attacks on the chessboard.

He was silent for a moment, and said, "...you mean, do I want to change my way of thinking?"

Zhu Wenyuan said: "This question, you are also hesitating in your heart."

The people and things that appear in the Dao Mind Maze are all owned by Jiang Ziliu in his own heart, so they can be produced through the Maze. The content of this kind of confusion varies from person to person, and such a calm and indifferent situation should be rare in the world.

Jiang Zheliu nodded, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and said slowly: "I should think about the problem from the perspective of the little devil, maybe some things are too painful for him, and now I want him to forcibly break the situation, It's still a bit too hasty to escape from the illusion that I've been immersed in for a long time."

Zhu Wenyuan smiled gently and nodded.

"But the disciples will be afraid... I don't have that much time, give me a chance to subtly and slowly flow."

He also has the anxiety and anxiety that Wen Renye has tasted, but Jiang Zheliu is restrained by nature and will not show it clearly.

He worries more than anyone about the impact of the Dao of Killing.

It may be delayed for a long time, and his lover may not recover, maybe he will go into trouble and become the real devil among the six realms.

But he was helpless, he could only keep trying according to his own way of thinking, and keep exploring the way out. There are many things that Jiang Ziliu can avoid friction with the other party, but due to this deep anxiety, he is also a little dizzy during this time and can't distinguish his thoughts.

The matter remains a deadlock.

He looked at the master on the opposite side, hoping that Zhu Wenyuan could give him some advice, but when he moved his gaze, he saw the figure in front of him disappear inch by inch.

The frozen lake suddenly turbulent, the sound of thunderclouds in the sky stopped, and there was no sound. The next moment, the whole scene began to shatter.

…problem occurs?

The Dao Heart Mystery Realm is not the kind of place that is very threatening. It is even a holy place for many people who have transcended the tribulation. It is really difficult to go wrong. Jiang Zheliu's entrustment to Zhang Shenxing was just a casual mention.

But his hunch came true.

The cracks scattered, and the scene was like a turbulent piece of water. As the ripples turbulently receded, the appearance of a translucent enchantment was revealed. Zhang Shenxing has done this very well, at least it won't affect ordinary students...

The thoughts in Jiang Zheliu's mind came to an abrupt end.

He saw the open bone wings, and there were layers of cracks on the bone wings. This was the crack caused last time, and it still hadn't recovered.

Huge wings were coiled around, covering Wen Renye in the bone wings, but the cracks in the wings were still seeping blood, and there was a pool of scarlet blood under him.

Jiang Zheliu's heart was about to stop beating.

He didn't have time to think and rushed over.

The bone wings are very sharp, and the opponent's state is in such a very dangerous stage. But Jiang Zheliu didn't care whether the other party would hurt him or not. His self-control, his calmness and self-restraint, and his quiet nerves that were like the snow on the top of a mountain all year, all suddenly collapsed and melted at this moment, and vanished into nothing.

The Dao Heart Mystery Realm was shattered, and there were temporary enchantments around it, and I don't know how long it would last.

Jiang Zheliu couldn't estimate this time. His mind was completely messed up. Even though he was desperately trying to sort out his thoughts and try to calm down, it was all in vain. His body did not obey the dictates of reason.

He pushed aside the tightened bone wings, and the plain white shirt was stained with the other party's blood.

The solid bone wings were originally motionless, but Jiang Ziliu's hands were too tender, and they would bleed when they touched the sharp edges. The demon body, who was familiar with the smell of blood, gave in inch by inch, and put such a soft white ball into himself. within the safe area.

It's not very white now, and it has rubbed deep and light red.

Jiang Ziliu hugged each other.

The prototype of the demon body is very high, Jiang Zheliu can't see his eyes, he can only see the burning purple demon flame when he bows his head.

He felt that the little devil was shaking, but he also thought that he might be shaking.

Jiang Zheliu raised his hand, held his cheek slowly, and looked at a pair of dark purple, slowly beating fireworks.

"It's all a dream," he said subconsciously, "It's not real, I'm here."

He didn't know what Wen Renye encountered in the bewildering realm, but he felt intuitively that he could only say that. Only things about him can make the other party like this, the little devil is very strong.

The magic flame jumped slightly, as if it didn't seem to recognize whether it was real or not, but there was still a little reaction.

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Zheliu's body was covered in the other party's blood. His palm was against Wen Renye's chin, and he looked at him and emphasized, "I'm here, I didn't leave you, I didn't leave you."

He vaguely guessed what the other party had encountered.

"I'm not leaving, I'm by your side."

The eyes finally reacted a little, and the magic flame swayed, as if restarting his brain in this huge and dangerous body.

But at this moment, the instinct of the demons still prevailed. Jiang Zheliu was hugged tightly by him, feeling the opponent's fangs rubbing against his neck.

Wen Renye bit him fiercely.

The sleepy little devil is simply an unruly hungry wolf. The only thing in my mind was to dismantle his body and swallow him into his belly.

Jiang Zheliu gasped in pain, but he had a strong tolerance for pain. Instead of groaning, he raised his hand to try to appease him, but instead of touching the other's back, his hand touched the bone. the root of the wing.

It was another piece of blood, with the slight tingling feeling of a slaughtering Dao seed mixed with demonic energy.

The sharp teeth stuck in the tender meat bit through the skin and tasted the sweet blood. But he was still not satisfied, but gradually shifted to his Adam's apple, his teeth restrained the fragile throat bone, and his tongue licked heavily.

Jiang Zheliu was almost speechless. He clinging to the other's shoulders, he felt that the wolf could really eat him directly, but he didn't dare to move away, and he couldn't step back. He said in a hoarse voice, "It will die."

The opponent's movements stopped for a while.

Jiang Zheliu grabbed the opponent's chin and reiterated, "Don't bite, I will die."