Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Jiang Yinghe faced this kind of unreasonable situation for the first time.

When he had previously traded privately with the little fairy and bought Huanhan the wolf ears for disguise, he had never expected that he would face such a thing again.

Jiang Yinghe was inexplicably angry, annoyed. Why are they both carnivorous monsters, and Ye'er just brought himself a pair of rabbit ears? He endured and endured, still opening his mouth: "What a master, it's not what you think, we just live together."

The smile on the little boss's face stopped abruptly. The look in his eyes was like looking at the innocent young rabbit who was abducted by his uncle in his teens. He took a peek at the two carnivorous monsters and leaned in and said, "Living together. Not your partner? Beauty Rabbit, are you too innocent?"

...What is the name of the beauty rabbit...

Jiang Yinghe took a deep breath, realizing that he really couldn't communicate with the other party, so he had to say: "I will pay attention, thank you for giving me something."

The deer deer hasn't realized that he has touched the minefield of others, and he is friendly and stubborn: "Don't thank you, take care of yourself!"

Jiang Yinghe nodded slightly, then turned back to the apprentices, and put away the directional communication token he bought with the small porcelain box.

"What did you buy?" Li Huanhan said, "Master talked to him for so long."

Jiang Yinghe didn't believe that he didn't hear it, the distance was not far. When he thought of what the little boss said just now, he made up the picture inexplicably, paused for a moment, and said, "Aren't you listening all the time?"

Li Huanhan did not hide it, nodding slightly and said, "Master is indeed beautiful."

Jiang Yinghe: "...You are so capable, why don't you tell your demon object?"

Bah, this **** kid, it's nothing.

He had just finished telling this, he wanted to turn his head and educate him for a long night, but before he could even speak, he was stuffed with a candy cake.

Xiao Changye bent his eyes and gave Master a piece of the cake he bought on the road, and then leaned in and said, "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Yinghe bit the sugar cake in his mouth and was melted by the sweetness. He suddenly forgot what he was about to say. Without notice, the little apprentice in front of him suddenly approached, and his rosy lips kissed quickly like a dragonfly. He licked the sugar cake residue from his lips.

Before Jiang Yinghe could react, there was a sudden blast of wind in his ears. The blood-red sword body crossed over from the other side of him, scraped half of the long night's cheeks, and cut the scattered strands of black hair from him, and only half an inch passed through his shoulder.

Li Huanhan's eyes are gloomy and cold.

Lips: "Intentionally irritated me?"

Chang Ye Ruo licked his lips nonchalantly, and smiled: "Brother is serious, right? You don't need me to arouse you, you are already a demonic cultivator. Besides, if you have someone you like, I act like a baby with Master, what do you have relationship?"

Li Huanhan's eyes grew colder, and the Sword of Nirvana in his palm, together with the master's heart, made a whisper eagerly. Just as the blood in his eyes darkened, and the atmosphere was tense to the touch, a person suddenly emerged from the woven stream of people, and hit Jiang Yinghe directly.

He immediately withdrew his sword, turned his wrist to block the incoming people, and guarded the master behind him.

Jiang Yinghe was pulled back by him and saw a jackal with animal ears emerging from the street, as if he was smelling something. Going around twice, showing a row of fangs at himself.

"Bunny?" He seemed to be greedy, "How much do they give you, come with me! I will give you double!"

Jiang Yinghe: "...Do you have such a big prejudice against the rabbit monster?"

The jackal chuckled and said, "Anyway, are you in love at any time? You look so good and you are next to two men. Isn't that what you do?"

The jackal seemed to be drunk, and his body was full of alcohol, and the halazi in his mouth was about to flow out. It reminded Jiang Yinghe that when he was just practicing Taoism, he had encountered several demons who coveted him like this person...

It's just that those demons were killed one by one under the Wangchen Sword.

But it was different at this moment. It was in the realm of the Yaozu. Just as Jiang Yinghe thought about handling it cautiously and acting in a low-key manner, he saw Li Huanhan standing in front of him raising his sword and falling, and he was directly stabbed to death.

Jiang Yinghe: "...well done."

It's also cold to protect him and treat him well, which naturally can't be blamed, but the other party is too obviously affected by the demons, and his behavior seems to be a lot impulsive.

As he thought, he took Li Huanhan's hand and rubbed the back of his hand like a smooth hair: "Don't be angry, I'm fine."

Li Huanhan’s black status bar dangled under Jiang Yinghe’s eyelids, drifting and jumping back and forth between 97% and 100%. He coaxed a few words gently before slowly Stabilized at 97%, withdrawing the blood sword.

Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard a still cold, slightly aggressive voice.

"This is where you chose?"

This sentence is about Chang Ye.

The long night on the side glanced at the corpse on the ground, and looked away without any emotional change: "It seems that the brother is bothering, but..."

He extended his tone and lifted it casually

He raised his eyes, and a subtle smile appeared on his lips: "Brother Li, you seem to be attracting attention."

The blood seeps into the ground.

Jiang Yinghe looked around and saw that on the originally noisy and boiling street, the Yaozu who was passing by looked at them in horror. After a few breaths of dullness from the crowd, they suddenly dispersed. The next moment, a sharp scream sounded from the frontier fortress of ten thousand monsters, the coercion of the great monster seemed to be awakened by blood, and the sound shook the whole field.

"——Who did it in this guarded place?"

The words reverberated, and the aura of the hole virtual realm forced his face.

Jiang Yinghe's heart shuddered, and he immediately remembered the Sanqing Demon Lord guarding the Ten Thousand Demon Frontier Fortress. He took a step and pulled Li Huanhan back. He still felt that he should protect the two of them from the wind and rain. The protector is himself.

He is too skilled in this action. Li Huanhan still doesn't have the habit of protecting others. Master is the first. But for Jiang Yinghe, he stood in front of Penglai a long time ago, and his reputation is enough to shield him from wind and rain.

Jiang Yinghe's body is weak and weak, and it seems that his cultivation level is not deep, but there is a faint fairy aura on his body, which is light and cold, but there is always a feeling of seduction.

The Sanqing Demon Lord came angrily, wanting to see how sacred the demon who used force to kill people under his nose on the Day of Miku was holy. As soon as he came over, he saw a rabbit demon in plain white robe standing in front of him. Black hair is like lacquer, eyes are like cold stars.

Hiss-why is it so good-looking?

Sanqing's movements were stagnant, and his natural loud voice didn't know if he should roar. He glanced at the jackal who had been smashed to death by a sword and was about to put on the frame of the demon king, this one in front of him. The demon spirit on the rabbit demon's body became weaker and weaker.

Instead, it is more and more vivid and attractive, yet noble and inviolable, full of immortality, surrounded by spiritual power. Jiang Yinghe raised his hand, and a snow-white long sword was condensed in his palm, revealing the sharp blade of the night.

He climbed from Wujie all the way, and stopped until he reached the hole virtual realm that seemed to be different from Sanqing.

The words in Sanqing Demon Jun's mouth were about to rush out, he turned abruptly, and braked the brakes tightly on his lips. He was stunned for a moment, looked at Jiang Yinghe's cold and frosty appearance, then glanced at the Snow Sword in his hand, and said suspiciously: "...Xuanwei Fairy?"

Jiang Yinghe retracted the sword with one hand, pressed the hilt to the ground, and said in a flat tone: "To this end of the fun with his lover, he will do the same in the countryside. It's just that his mouth is dirty and offends this seat. Is the demon going to come out?"

Sanqing stunned for a moment, and after confirming that it was him, he blurted out

Out: "Why is Xianjun here!"

Jiang Yinghe asked slightly, "...what's wrong?"

"My mother..." Sanqing raised the mink fur collar and took a breath. "The half-step golden immortal ghost repairer outside. He quickly turned the realm of cultivation over after looking for you. As a result, you are in my life. Demon frontier?!"

He paced anxiously for two steps, and said: "No wonder the immortal monarch, you and my clan had an agreement long ago. Jiuying broke the agreement because he couldn't bear it. I am different from him... It's just that ghost repair, That ghost repairer is crazy now, he..."

As Sanqing said, he glanced at the young man in red behind Jiang Yinghe. He glanced over with a smile not far away. The words in his mouth suddenly broke, and his knees were so scared that he knelt down with a thump. Up.

Jiang Yinghe heard halfway through, and it was at the critical moment when the Void Demon in front of him actually kneeled down without any psychological obstacles!

All eyes were in full view, and crowds of onlookers were onlookers.

Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment, and saw that the three-green demon in front of him was holding on and trying to get up, but he didn't know what invisible force was, and he knelt back with a splash.

Jiang Yinghe: "...you devil, do you have bad legs and feet?"

He asked strangely, and a long night of pleasant laughter came from behind him.

Xiao Changye took a step closer and squatted in front of the Sanqing Demon Lord, with the flute in his hand flapping his palms, smiling and asking, "Can't my master be here?"

How dare Sanqing say that he can't, if he had known that this **** was also there, there would be no idea of ​​wanting to drive people away. Since the ancient Great Demon Snowfield awakened a hundred years ago, there have been countless emergency discussions and cross-regional talks within the demon clan, but in the end they could only tremble and have no countermeasures.

No one knows whether this old ancestor who died from the dark ages and resurrected ten thousand years later has the cruel nature of the monster race's internal fighting or the mind of unifying the realm of cultivation.

Sanqing swallowed, and said in Yaozu's language: "Can, ancestor, don't toss..."

Before he could speak, he suddenly saw the smiling young man before him, his expression icy, and he was extremely disgusted with the authentic expression: "What are you talking about? I'm still young."

Sanqing: "...OK."

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Sanqing finally sent away a few of them with an overly enthusiastic attitude.

Even Jiang Yinghe was a little surprised: The Sanqing Demon Lord is considered a master and sect in the Yaozu, and his temperament is also straightforward, but it is not necessary to put his posture so low.

Except for this, the news of Qin Jun and the cultivation world is obviously more eye-catching.

Brought back according to the Sanqing Demon Lord

Qin Jun had no idea of ​​giving up on the news. He turned the world of cultivation upside down in a short period of time, and the power of ghost cultivation spread to all sides. Many small sects were a little unstoppable, every day. Can see the resentful spirits that follow the call of Sect Master Guixiu.

It's really a headache.

Leng Yue was reflected between Jiang Yinghe's plain robe, and also illuminated his black and white rabbit ears.

He sat on the roof of the inn for a while, and when the air was blowing, he completely released the messy thoughts in his mind.

Today’s event is not only about Qin Jun’s news, but also the two other people... Li Huanhan and Chang Ye have almost unabashedly expressed their affection, Jiang Yinghe’s fragmented doubts and intermittent questioning, All seem to have found an exit tonight.

He slowly followed his thoughts, from today's Huanhan and Ye'er's dialogue, behavior, and behavior, back to the quarrel when they met a few days ago... Jiang Yinghe felt his eyebrows twitch as he thought about it, as if there were thousands of things. Suddenly, his emotions were completely suppressed without knowing which string was missing, and it was only interrupted here.

But even if the interruption is here, Jiang Yinghe is enough to see part of it clearly.

The night breeze blew across my ears, and it was a bit cold.

Jiang Yinghe felt that his hands were also a little cold.

He reached out and touched the ears on his head. It seemed that he wanted to tear it off, but he didn't use too much force. Instead, he wanted to slowly remove the disguise when he left the frontier of the Ten Thousand Monsters.

Jiang Yinghe silently scolded himself-what's the matter, one bend is not enough, three bends in one bend? Do you still like yourself?

Frustration is really a stain on his teaching career.

Jiang Yinghe looked at the moon for a while, then looked at the progress bar that had been stagnant for a long time, and sighed to himself: "What is this? You are also worthy of being a master?"

He heard the familiar footsteps behind him.

Li Huanhan sat beside him and put a thick black outer cloak on Jiang Yinghe's shoulders. The plain white shirt and the outer cloak formed a sharp contrast in color.

"It will be cold." Li Huanhan said.

"Yeah." Jiang Yinghe responded, without looking at him, but said, "Why are you angry today?"

What he said was that when Chang Ye came to kiss him, he was still hiding under his appearance, unable to restrain the anger and jealousy of the sword weapon.

Li Huanhan tilted his head, staring at the other's beautifully-lined jaw, and asked softly, "Master asked me that, did you finally figure it out?"

"I am a tendon, and I am not stupid." Jiang Yinghe lowered his eyes, "It turned out to be for me..."

The demons are, so are the demons. Self-trapped cage, Gan

Are you suffering because of yourself?

To this day, he still feels a little unbelievable... the other party has a bright future, which he taught by one hand, but was ruined by him.

Li was still silent for a while without answering.

"I used to have many times when I couldn't figure it out." Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand and breathed out, "It's just that I never thought so much. As for what you asked, is it impossible to feel it, I am really..."

...It really doesn't feel at all.

But before he could finish his sentence, his hand was caught in the palm of the opponent, and he rubbed and warmed his cold fingers in his palm.

These things that were once accustomed to them, now made Jiang Yinghe a bit of a daze. He turned his head and looked at Li Huanhan, only through the moonlight, he could see his gloomy and **** eyes.

"Try again." Li Huanhan said.

His voice was slightly mute, but his tone was very heavy and steady, as if it were just a random sentence. If it weren't for the status bar where Jiang Yinghe could see his bungee diving, he would really believe in his evil.

The breath of the other party gradually approached.

Jiang Yinghe wanted to resist and refuse, but he seemed to have been used to this breath, and he couldn't even say a word of refusal. He stared at the opponent approaching, feeling the pulsating heart in his chest.

He could feel that the other party was tense, and the palms holding his fingers were sweaty, but on the surface they were still calm and restrained.

Jiang Yinghe felt an unfamiliar emotion surging outwards—just like awakening such emotions every time, this burning heart only lasted for a moment, and then stopped abruptly and fell into the void.

His lips touched the temperature of another person.

But his heart is constantly falling and sinking, until it is as cold as ice.

Li Huanhan kissed very carefully, just like the night at Qingjingya a long time ago, he was so cautious and cherished secretly kissing him, Jiang Yinghe still had one or two subconscious responses in his sleep.

And at this moment... he could perceive the icy cold breath of Master, and his mood with almost no turbulence.

Li Huanhan moved for a while, parted his lips, and his **** eyes deepened. He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yinghe's eyebrows.

The moonlight is moving, and his eyes are like stars, like any ordinary moment, clear and cold, and unwavering.

He heard Jiang Yinghe's slow, slightly dazed voice.

"...It's still cold, I can't feel it."

This reminded Li Huanhan suddenly of his previous life, his most lonely and helpless road to go alone, that's it... there was nothing, no sound before and after, no light in the dark.

It turns out that between him and the master...

The same is, nothing.

The author has something to say: Hehe watched the big apprentice's status bar completely turn black.

[System Reminder: Open the little black house stage]

Hehe:! ! !

No change at night, everyone goes to bed early=3=