Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Xuejian Wangchen slipped into the cracks, and the chill was lingering.

Inside the tomb, Jiang Yinghe handed the cup of tea that had been poured to the golden boy, and watched the pinkish-looking boy holding his chin, looking awkward.

"What." He pushed the tea cup, "Are you sad after leaving my sister?"

Jin Tong took the tea he had pushed, and drank all the tea, which was blue, green, and green. He drooped his eyes and said, "Our two souls are shared. She can't leave me too far."

Jiang Yinghe watched him drank the tea from the Netherworld all at once, and became more curious about the taste of ghosts, but did not ask, but said: "The true spirits of heaven and earth are condensed into divine souls. How can the same soul give birth to two Kind of consciousness?"

"Twins are relatives." Jintong said, "They are also rivals, from the womb."

He didn't have the consciousness of being restricted in his mobility or being used as a bargaining chip. Instead, he stretched out his little chubby hand, hugged Jiang Yinghe's arm and lay on the table, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was because Yu Nu was not around, his breath was a little weak.

Ghost repair itself is weightless, only when it is condensed into an entity. Jiang Yinghe could feel the physical weight of the child.

Isn't he being a bad guy? How did you start coaxing the child to sleep...

Jiang Yinghe was a little distracted, and then noticed that the outside world was surging, crushing across it like a storm, and Qin Jun's voice passed from the horizon, as if it were in his ears.

"I don't know the heights of the Buddha cultivation, dare to be presumptuous in the Nether Realm?"

A strong to extremely fierce ghost spirit surged over, swept over violently, and then—

Suddenly terminated in front of Wangchenjian.

The extreme gloom contrasted with the glaring snow white, which separated to the sides like a sudden brake.

The huge momentum suddenly stopped. The next moment, the entire ancient tomb was cut horizontally by a sword gas, collapsed like ruins, but the flying dust and gravel in it did not hit Jiang Yinghe's whole body within ten feet.

In the dark vortex, Qin Jun appeared from mid-air and fell, his original dignified and sharp aura suddenly vented. Standing not far from Jiang Yinghe, he stared at Jiang Yinghe's figure incredulously. After a long absence, there was almost a kind of Feeling dreaming.

The person he was thinking of appeared in front of him, with a gentle expression and white clothes.

When the surrounding little ghosts opened the tomb with Jian Qi, they had already fled in all directions, and the four fields were silent.

His anger and murderous intent stopped abruptly at the ghost

The moment I hit Wangchen Jian.

But just as Qin Jun took a step, Jiang Yinghe turned his head and glanced at him, and made a "don't move" gesture at him. Qin Jun stopped immediately, fearing that a slight violation would startle the other party-be careful like a butterfly that fell in front of him.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a terrible self-control when the human mind is almost in a dream.

Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand, raised Jin Tong's head slightly, and pulled the sleeve of his robe out of his fingers, then slowly put it down, then stood up and looked at Qin Jun.

The jade girl followed Qin Jun. She looked at the big beauty inexplicably, then looked at the suzerain thoughtfully, and suddenly thought: the suzerain was finally seduced by the beauty! She knew that no one could resist the charm of a big beauty.

It's just that at the moment, this kind of quietness is too unusual, making people feel turbulent, and suddenly falling into an almost suffocating illusion.

It wasn't until Jiang Yinghe withdrew his sleeves, took away the Wangchen sword inserted on the ground, and walked in front of him, Qin Jun suppressed his voice, and his voice was slightly muted: "Master...you, don't you go?"

Jiang Yinghe actually heard a hidden and painful pleading from it.

Only then did he realize that this person who has always been extremely conceited would also reveal this low-lying side.

Jiang Yinghe seemed to see the other two figures from him. Li Huanhan, who was more gentle, careful and restrained than Qin Jun, was the first person to fill the black status bar. Under Li Huanhan's restrained and gentle skin, the more unsolvable jealousy and desires became unsolvable, and his heartstrings tightened and shattered.

And under Chang Ye's obedient skin, there are cruel records in the history books. His record in the Dark Ages is covered with blood, and the contrast between the inside and the outside is so strong that it makes the heart cold.

Jiang Yinghe raised his finger and pressed his lips to his lips and whispered, "Hush... Jin Tong is asleep, let's go away and talk a little bit."

If it was before, he would still be angry for the other party's deception, and worry about the cultivation method of ghosts devouring spirits, but now—

He had noticed Qin Jun's mind and guessed that there was indeed a shortcoming in his roots of love, and moreover, because of the Styx matter, he had to have a good discussion with him. After several adjustments in his mentality, Jiang Yinghe was not particularly angry.

It is not only forced by the situation, but also by others, but also because of Jiang Yinghe's own character. He has never been merciless to the evil cultivators who endangered himself, but he can't really turn his head against the apprentices who have been by his side for a long time.

Jiang Yinghe has always wanted to lead them to

In a good direction, he doesn't believe in the destiny, let alone give up.

The Jade Girl stayed with the Golden Boy. After Jiang Yinghe retracted the Wangchen Sword, the two walked side by side, passing the barren mass graves, the howling ghost spring, and stopped on the bank of the Reborn Styx River.

Looking from the riverside, one can still see the sky-like crack in the middle.

Jiang Yinghe stared at him for a long time and asked, "Is it still cold and long night in the Nether Realm?"

Qin Jun stared at his profile: "Yeah."

"Don't tell them yet," Jiang Yinghe thought of the two people, one with a heart-ridden demon, the other with unpredictable behavior, and the other with a sweetheart and scheming. He didn't want to deal with such a complicated scene yet. "They know it's time to be lively again, let me be quiet for a few days.... In this sword mark in Pihe, not only your sword aura... There is also the remnant Xia of all things?"

Qin Jun said: "It's not the remnant of all things, Li Huanhan's sword is called Jixi."

"...Hmm." Jiang Yinghe took a breath, "They are all fake, I should have known it a long time ago."

Wanwu Canxia and Junzi Tie were both sword weapons he gifted. They were known as swordsmen in the Guanjian Scroll, but they were rationed to the two of them, which was not enough after all. The sword of Blood River Demon Lord is called Ji Mie, and Qin Jun's sword is even more famous, and it is the sword of Zhanyun well known by all races.

Qin Jun couldn't see that he said such a lonely thing, as one of the culprits, but inconsolable, he dared not say anything.

"Where is Chang Ye?" Jiang Yinghe stared down, remembering that he had never seen Chang Ye use a soft sword, but Chang Ye carried it with him, "His magic weapon, is it the flute?"

"Yes." Qin Jun looked at him and said, "It is called Duan Sheli, but I heard him say that this name has been changed, and it was not originally called this. Moreover, with that demon's mind, he did not abandon his emotions or cut off. The ability of the dusty wish."

Jiang Yinghe nodded and looked towards the bank of the vast river, watching the ferryman on the Styx resting at the stern. He thought for a moment, and he couldn't see any mood from his expression. After a moment of silence, he said, "Why don't you repair the rebirth Styx? Since you all know that heaven does not approve of you, you know that you should not do something to reverse the movement of the world. Want to continue to toss?"

Qin Jun probed his hand, carefully touched Jiang Yinghe's finger, and slowly held Master's hand in his palm, and said, "I'm too anxious. I couldn't take care of this matter for a while."

"What's the use of looking for me in a hurry, I am more important than this?" Jiang Yinghe did not refuse, but did not look at him, "I often teach you to be ashamed of your heart, and I always feel that you and me are pure and clean. Without a trace

Impurities. But I just learned about one thing, and I suddenly felt that maybe I...have guilt in my heart, but I just can't detect it now. "

What he said was implicit and obscure, and did not tell him directly. But Qin Jun still noticed the unusual meaning. He slowly clenched Master’s knuckles, and whispered: “I’ve made a mistake first, and I’m at the end of the road. I can’t look back. To you, this is almost a disaster, Master. What's the guilt?"

He didn't say a lot, and wanted to beg the other person to stay by his side and not leave him, but the words came to his lips, and he didn't say anything.

Every second after Jiang Yinghe left, he felt that his spirit was about to split. Half wanted to forcibly encircle him, own him, and let the other party stay by his side forever, while the other half kept regretting why Will treat Master like that.

Is it true that after the identity is revealed, the people who are in the wrong turn over the table and regret it. Can't even learn how to respect each other?

You must learn to respect before you learn how to like others. This is what Jiang Yinghe once told him. But only when the teacher respected Xin appeared in front of him, Qin Jun could think clearly.

Jiang Yinghe didn't know the change in his mentality, and sighed: "Jun'er, if you are in the dark and there is a moonlight in front of you, you can naturally love greed, but you have to chase where the moon shines instead of dragging the light in front of you. In the darkness around you, can you understand?"

This claim came a little late, and there was a sense of longevity.

"I..." Qin Jun's words suddenly stopped, and his tone slowly fell from a tense, "The disciple understands... it's too late."

"It's not too late." Jiang Yinghe shifted his gaze, staring at the sparkling river surface, "...you know it's not too late."

He didn't seem to want to go on, but said: "Repairing Styx, even you, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort. Just take it as my request, for... for my own sake."

"Aren't they for the heaven and earth sentient beings?"

Jiang Yinghe laughed at his question, coughed lightly, and said, "I don't want to be a savior, and I don't want to be a benefactor. In the final analysis, you also have my part in the misfortune. Take it for my education...but Fortunately, you didn't put me in the little black room to talk to me in detail."

Qin Jun asked: "If... I mean if I really did that, what would happen?"

Jiang Yinghe didn't want to answer this question, so he didn't say it. Instead, he relaxed a little and joked with him: "It's better to talk about what I can help when repairing the Styx, or talk about it. in case

If I ask you to cease the war with the Demon Cult and to recall all the wandering souls in the world, will Lord Sovereign listen to me? ... But even if you are obedient, I have nothing to promise you. "

He turned his gaze, met a pair of deep and focused eyes, and heard the other's low voice.

"...As long as the master is by my side and there is no need to do anything else, I will repair the Styx and cease the war with all parties." The words hesitated, and then continued, "But if you want...you can kiss me A moment?"

Jiang Yinghe was startled.

That feeling reappeared, as if all the preludes were ready, the strings were played to the most exciting place, and then suddenly stopped. As if the boiling water was screaming in the kettle, it fell into the ice cave in an instant. He seemed to be able to feel everything, he could hear the echo of the tremors in the empty valley, the fireworks exploding on the apex of his heart... But he didn't seem to feel anything, everything was empty and quiet before reaching the extreme. .

In the end, there was nothing.

He took a gentle breath, like the tentacles he tried for the first time, more like exploring the part he really lacked, and he raised his hand to support Qin Jun's shoulder.

He asked in a low voice.

"What you want...is this?"

Qin Jun heard his gentle and introverted voice, and then, the slightly cool lips touched up, as light as water, like cold dew on the branches and leaves in late autumn, and kissed softly.

The spine made of steel will always surrender to gentleness.

Qin Jun's palm pressed his waist, but he dared not make any other movements. He was always arrogant, arrogant, and even arrogant, and only bowed his head when he kissed him.

The wings of the dragonfly flew low over the water.

Jiang Yinghe could clearly feel the waves on the water, and after the ripples spread, he stopped in his heart and lost the qualification to be emotional. He closed his eyes, separated half an inch from the opponent, and said, "...I can't do this."

"Can't... what?"

"Penglai stands upright and stays upright. I...I would rather be a master and apprentice with you forever than do things that would make me feel guilty for the rest of my life."

"Master?"

Just as Qin Jun had imagined, Jiang Yinghe's waist was narrow and thin, and when it was shrouded, it was too light and too light. As long as he turned around, he could easily get out of his fingertips.

He looked at the other side's back, and in front of him was the sparkling surface of the Styx River. In his eyes, there were only three feet of snow white in his heart.

Qin Jun knew that he had done something wrong, but it was the first time he felt that,

He was so wrong.

The silence lasted for a long time, and it turned out that there can be such a quiet and peaceful picture in the Nether Realm. Qin Jun watched Jiang Yinghe sit by the riverside, his white sleeves immersed in the water of the Styx River.

He heard the other's soft words.

"I can't ruin your mind." Jiang Yinghe said, "If I can really be sentimental, I can only give it to one person, not..."

He himself didn't want to admit that he had the kind of stormy and turbulent moment for each of them, but he still couldn't comprehend the reason. But when he really discovered the reason, he felt ashamed.

Qin Jun stared at his back for a long time, and flashed through his mind as if something could not be grasped. Without thinking about it, he asked directly: "What does it mean to be affectionate, Master now... can't you have it? "

He had never heard Jiang Yinghe's answer, only saw the other party's frosty fingertips plunge into the Styx, the river swayed slightly to the surroundings, and the waves shattered.

At the bottom of the Styx River, there are broken true spirits that cannot be reborn ups and downs, washing away the dust.

Jiang Yinghe turned his back to him, and said: "You have the right to know about this. But...I haven't had time to ask the details. It's quiet here, just in time to ask."

He took out the communication token, refilled his spiritual power, and guided his direction to Penglai, Dongzhou.

The author has something to say: I have kissed, the end of your black hair was the softest water I have ever stroked. -Lyrics "You are the poem I wrote"

Qin Jun: dbq, I don’t know the heights of the world, Master, I’m wrong...