Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Jiang Yinghe originally thought that since only Huanhan knew, he would take him to solve the matter alone.

But he obviously underestimated the insight of his other two apprentices.

There are people coming and going in the green building opposite the inn, and you can see women with tingling and snow-skinned lips everywhere, but the surrounding area where Jiang Yinghe is sitting is empty, and there are no such beautiful girls coming.

He took a sip of tea in silence, turned his gaze and glanced at the long night beside him——

The young apprentice’s appearance is very beautiful, although half of his face is hidden, he still has a vague and mysterious feeling of holding a pipa and half covering his face. The exposed cheeks are white and elegant, and they are so delicate that they are indescribable. Knowing how high it is past.

Jiang Yinghe's aesthetics made them ridiculous, watching the little apprentice's lips smile when he fiddled with the tea cup from the side, and gradually realized why there was no one around him.

Long night is so beautiful. The best-looking girls in the distance leaned over the fence and talked about their envy in a low voice, but none of them were eager to try to be by Chang Ye's side.

They assumed that this young man was Jiang Yinghe's favorite pillow, and they talked quietly with a subtle and unique smile on their faces.

"Gao Leng is soft and cute, what a stunning look is this, I feel offended by boys as a professional."

"The other two are also good-looking. Sitting at a table with four top-quality products, how can anyone shamelessly dare to pass? Isn't it embarrassing to be compared by a man?"

"Don't say anything, the silly people in our building went back to the house after seeing it." One of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls licked sunflower seeds. He, I am willing."

"What are you dreaming about? The wine I drank tonight hasn't woken up yet. I just came to see the world. There is no such thing as Qing. Lou Lai's eyes are not squinted, eh..." The girl got stuck and couldn't help but said. , "A gentleman is better than a gentleman."

In fact, he is not considered a gentleman.

Chang Ye pulled the master's white sleeves and glanced at Qin Jun opposite, feeling that the evil spirit's eyes could no longer be controlled, and the desire in his eyes was so vivid that it could not be concealed.

He sneered in his heart, Li Han was still a demon, and he wanted to bring his master to a place where such devilish energy raged by himself. Isn't this what it is to be unpredictable? And Qin Jun is another evil spirit who can't hold his claws. Anyone who doesn't look at it will take the master back to the ghost realm. He has to watch it.

Chang Ye thought about it, and talked to Jiang

Ying He whispered: "Master, will there be good people in the magic repair?"

Li Huanhan's eyebrows beat, staring at his younger brother, watching that innocent and gorgeous face approaching Jiang Yinghe, his eyes are crystal clear.

"I heard that magic repairs are terrible, isn't it?"

Jiang Yinghe raised his hand to his lips, and said, "Don't mention it, be careful to stun the snake."

His fingers were slightly cold, and he quickly touched Chang Ye's lips, like a dragonfly, completely unaware of what was wrong.

Chang Ye was stunned, looking at the fingers he removed, and couldn't help but gently lick his lower lip. When he wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Qin Jun's words.

"You are too timid." Qin Jun's gray eyes stared straight at him. Whenever he looked at others with this kind of look, it made people feel that the time limit had come, and his life would be imminent. In seconds, he would be killed by his sword.

But Chang Ye was obviously not afraid. He glanced at Qin Jun with a sarcasm. He tilted his head and complained to Jiang Yinghe aggrievedly: "Master, Brother Qin dislikes me?"

Before Jiang Yinghe's comforting words were spoken, he saw the magical energy that had only been looming for a moment reappearing, right in the middle of the first floor where the crowd came and went.

He stared at the pipa on the high platform in the center of the first floor for an instant, feeling deeply that it was a disguised magic tool.

Demon cultivator appeared in this place with heavy red dust, smoke and fire, then he must have practiced this way, and it is very likely that he was even a monk who had practiced Hehuan Dao to fall into the devil. Among the demon cultivators with a name in the world, there is only one who is a fallen demon from Hehuan Dao... that is an old person.

Jiang Yinghe appeared in the realm of cultivation as a sword repairer. As the closed disciple of Penglai’s previous head, he was extremely talented and made rapid progress. He was tied with Tong Guiyu of the Hehuan Sect and ranked first on the list of "100 Years Heroes in the Realm of Comprehension" This deceased was once an outstanding disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and went out of the same school as Tonggui Yushi.

Only later he fell into the magic way, his name was engraved on the wanted order of the Hehuan Sect, and he became a demon king who made people quite jealous in the magic repair.

Jiang Yinghe stared at the past for a long time and saw the magic energy entwined on the purple pipa. He didn't expect to bump into him in such a place.

He took a gentle breath, did not directly tell the apprentices around him, but softly asked: "...It's still cold."

Li Huanhan listened calmly: "Yeah."

"You and Jun'er stabilize the ground here. I will first place an enchantment. I must maintain the enchantment without being broken, otherwise it will not only be in this place, but the battle between the cave and the virtual realm will be the whole city.

Danger. Chang Ye, you are still young, don't be able to..." He took out the mysterious black communication token of the Penglai School and handed it to Chang Ye's hand. "Once the barrier is about to be broken, immediately pour aura into the token and notify Penglai. "

Chang Ye received the communication token, keenly aware of something unusual, he said: "Otherwise, let me go with Master, I..."

I can also protect you.

He had always wanted to protect Jiang Yinghe, but this sentence was cut in his throat like a knife. He remembered the sentence he said to Li Huanhan when he was in Yunzhou City.

He wants to be by Master's side for more than a hundred years.

But at this moment, his concealment and deception were no different from the other two evil cultivators, and he couldn't even say a word of protection.

Jiang Yinghe interrupted: "You stay and be obedient."

Jiang Yinghe seldom blames them. His last gentleness and patience are poured into his apprentice. It seems that this tone is already very strict.

Li Huanhan looked at him for a moment and said: "If the situation is not right, the disciple cannot guarantee that he will do his best to maintain the barrier."

Jiang Yinghe patiently said: "You can't control this matter, the people here are important..."

"No," Qin Jun also said, "The teacher respects you."

Jiang Yinghe: "...The people are still important."

"The teacher respects you." Li Huanhan said calmly.

Jiang Yinghe got stuck in his chest and felt that he couldn't control them, but the situation was urgent now, so he decided to go back to educate. He stretched out his hand to pinch the Jue, and placed a barrier around the high platform where Pipa was.

This kind of enchantment is easily broken and requires the support of the spiritual power of the monk to quietly resolve the matter. According to Jiang Yinghe's understanding of that person, since his magical weapon is there, he must be here too.

The people who came out of their Acacia Sect have deep attainments in the illusion realm.

Jiang Yinghe got up and went downstairs, slightly blindfolded the sight of others, walked alone in front of the purple pipa, and entered the enchantment he had laid down.

The pipa is tied with a streamer, and the patterns and lettering below are covered with traces of the old Acacia sect. Jiang Yinghe raised his hand and stroked the lettering, and the whole scene suddenly changed the second after he touched the purple pipa.

Sure enough, it was an illusion.

From the hustle and bustle of the red dust to the desolate moon night in front of me, the devilish energy and a thick blood energy slowly emerged and dispersed.

Jiang Yinghe looked at the "old man" sitting in front of him.

In addition to the devilish energy on his body, there is also a very faint lewdness. The aura of a young woman at his feet

The corpse, in an instant, the red face instantly turned into withered bones.

"Xiao Xuanyu." Jiang Yinghe said lightly, "It seems that you have deliberately brought me here?"

Xiao Xuanyu rolled his eyes, kicked away the corpse by his feet, and smiled unexpectedly at Jiang Yinghe.

"You know, but you will always be fooled by such an incomparably simple way, and throw yourself into the net." He stood up and approached Jiang Yinghe step by step, seeming to remember some memories. "Those mortal lives are no more than a hundred years, humble as dust, just ants under your feet, but they always make you so cherish. You see, if you don’t have so many years, as long as you use the lives of some ants as a bargaining chip, you still don’t want to fall on My hand?"

He raised his hand, trying to touch the hair beside Jiang Yinghe's ear, but was avoided by the other party.

Xiao Xuanyu had already anticipated his reaction and laughed lowly.

"Well, as long as you promise to borrow a pair with me. Xiu, I won't fight with you here. You should know the consequences of our fight..." His words stopped, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up. "I was stuck just before the catastrophe, and I lacked a furnace to help me break through."

Jiang Yinghe took a half step back, his tone indifferent: "Idiot people talk about dreams. I came to see you because I was thinking about this old thing but you."

He slightly raised his hand, and the Xuejian Wangchen contained in the Taoist body slowly emerged in mid-air, condensing the snow-white sword body, which settled firmly in his palm.

Jiang Yinghe's eyes were not warm, a chill.

"Using people as a furnace, cruelly harming the same family, hurting the innocent." He said in a bitter tone, "Xiao Xuanyu, Wangchenjian has been thinking about the head of your Xiangshang, but he has been thinking about it."