Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

This situation is too dangerous.

Although Jiang Yinghe has no experience, he can still feel the change in the other's tone and at the same time foresee a subtle sense of danger.

"No, actually..." Before he said half of his words, Li Huanhan pressed his lips and kissed him again. The other party's breath became warmer and hotter, and it was soaked in little by little, almost swallowing him.

The lips touched were a little cold, but the movements were gentle enough. Jiang Yinghe was bewitched by the softness he showed, and he didn't refuse for a while. He didn't respond until the other party leaned into his lips again and swept away the air, and whispered.

"It's still cold..."

His breath was not stable, his voice trembled, and he lacked energy when calling the other party's name. A breath sound swept past the end, and it seemed to be on the apex of his heart.

The blood pupils in front of them darkened, and the other party responded in a low tone.

Only at this moment did Jiang Yinghe realize that his hands had unbuttoned the belt gently at some point, and the knuckles leaned out of the shirt and hugged him tightly against his waist. When the picture was about to begin at the next indescribable moment, a faint blue phosphorous fire sprang up between the lamps on the side, thick fog and ghost air spread over, and easily came to his side.

It was Qin Jun who returned to Baihe Yuyu.

He had previously returned to the Netherworld to deal with internal affairs, but as soon as he came over, he saw these scenes in front of him, leaving him little time to think, and he came to Jiang Yinghe's side.

Qin Jun seemed to think that he had come by coincidence, his figure showed out of the fog, and his gray eyes could not detect the true emotions. He just stared at Li Huanhan and then withdrew his gaze.

"Guardian steals." Qin Jun's voice sounded from behind.

This sentence was addressed to Li Huanhan. As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Yinghe felt Jun'er's cold hand turning around from behind, and tightly grasped his fingers.

A slightly hot breath swept across his neck, Qin Jun lowered his head against Jiang Yinghe’s shoulder and took a breath, and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "Li is always so... false feelings. He speaks better than anyone else. The result is better. Everyone is exceptional."

The distance between the two of them was less than half a meter, and there was only Jiang Yinghe between them.

"Master." Jun'er whispered to him, "Do you only pet him?"

When he said this, he showed a little bit of interaction with Chang Ye's emotions and a slight fusion.

Jiang Yinghe was stopped by his words, and then remembered that the apprentice was not so spoiled, and quickly said: "My body is still too fragile..."

He just thought

Taking out this all-purpose excuse, Jun'er held her fingers, and a cold and transparent breath poured into her body, which seemed to be a technique to strengthen her physique.

Jiang Yinghe: "..."

This is too ruthless.

Not only was Qin Jun not merciless, even the system with few ruthless words popped up a second fusion mission, and released a mission reminder to follow the acquired mind and mind.

Jiang Yinghe's hair was pulled apart by Qin Jun's cold fingers, and the front of his lips pressed it from one side and kissed it.

...It seems that there is a chance to complete two tasks at once.

Although he didn't really want to seize this opportunity.

Just as the atmosphere became more tense and ambiguous, a fluffy tail hooked Jiang Yinghe's ankle.

He shifted his eyes and saw the long night with two animal ears standing upright.

"Master..." He didn't know when he woke up, "Actually I want to..."

Chang Ye shook his tail in embarrassment, and the fluffy long tail wrapped around his ankle sweetly.

The second after he spoke, the system dutifully released the third fusion task. No surprises, all were double repairs.

Jiang Yinghe: "..."

What is this broken system, why can't it be uninstalled?

He sighed deeply, looking at the three-part rescue object, his mind was full of...the sky would kill me.

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Early the next morning.

In early spring, the mountains are steep and the sound of birds is sparse. Crane Ling outside the Xuanmen screamed.

The lamp was ignited, and the sun dimly shone past, covering his side cheeks.

This meager morning light seemed as faint as falling frost, which more and more set off the frosty skin.

Jiang Yinghe opened his eyes slightly confused.

There are still some he hasn't recovered, and his mind is messed up. The first thing he touched was the soft white cat in his arms.

White... cat?

...A barbed cat.

These five words were deeply engraved into his mind. Jiang Yinghe looked at the fluffy little cat blankly for a while, stretched out his hand and pushed him out of his arms.

This cat is not a thing.

Jiang Yinghe cursed in his heart. He was too lazy to speak. Just about to turn over, he felt like he was in pain all over his body, as if he had been dismantled and framed, put on the ground and run over by a truck ten times, and then put it back in again. Like.

I didn't know which one last night, so I came over and coaxed him and said that as long as he was well prepared, he would not hurt and he would be very comfortable. As a result, he was prepared very well. One foreplay made him a little dizzy. As a result... Today, he still has a backache.

apprentice

Mouth, deceitful ghost.

After the little white cat was pushed away, she opened her eyes in a bewildered manner. After seeing the master turned around with a stern face, she immediately remembered what he had done yesterday. While betraying him and acting like a baby, he stepped on with a guilty conscience. Maobu tentatively moved towards Jiang Yinghe's direction.

Jiang Yinghe turned around and saw another deceptive ghost.

Qin Jun's clothes are neat, but there is no outer robe. It can be seen that he has already gotten up, or he does not need to sleep, and it is impossible to say that he had a fight with Li Huanhan all night with his spiritual sense.

Jiang Yinghe glanced at him, then closed his eyes again, temporarily not wanting to move himself, especially not wanting to move his waist.

What double repair technique... the stamina is too great.

Xie Xiu's words really couldn't be believed. When the arrow was on the string, he coaxed him to say it once, and then **** once. It's not enough for one person to solve it once, and it can't be solved once in an hour. It's not a human being.

Jiang Yinghe thought in a mess, still a little sleepy, until Qin Jun reached over and pressed his waist, slowly rubbing it to relieve the pain.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Qin Jun leaned over and kissed his eyelashes, "That's wrong, I didn't expect you to agree, don't bother you like this again, Master..."

"……To shut up."

Jiang Yinghe's voice was too dumb, and only said these two words, there was something wrong with the tone.

It was all hindsight. Why didn't you feel that you were wrong when you pressed him on the couch yesterday? He said that he couldn't continue, and he would break this body again.

However, Qin Jun remembered these double-cultivation techniques too firmly. He obviously felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, but his cultivation base and spiritual power were actually increasing, and the rate of increase was so fast that it was much faster than the authentic Taoist school he once practiced. A hundred times a thousand times, only one night, helped him reshape the Taoist body and lay the foundation.

The Bingxue Dao body is cold. It is reasonable to say that Qin Jun’s body is also cold, but the heat from the friction almost burns his brain. At the beginning, he can slowly cooperate and try to accept, but in the end he can't get it back. When God came, I didn't even know I shed tears.

The problem is, I never let him cry.

The corners of Jiang Yinghe's eyes were red, and his eyes were tearful, showing an unbearable look, the more excited the other party was, and there was no posture of letting go.

The seats are full of evil cultivators... only to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor...

Still too used to them. Jiang Yinghe once again strengthened his belief in being a strict teacher.

This master Yan was buried in the quilt without making a sound, while Qin Jun rubbed his waist to apologize, and didn't even want to look at him.

Too much, too much

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The more Jiang Yinghe wanted to sleep, the less drowsiness he lost. The low meows in the ears became more and more obvious, and then, the voice of Long Night replaced the little white cat and rang from behind.

"Master, don't be angry..." His voice came to his ears, "I will take the barb back later, I don't know I can't pull it out..."

Jiang Yinghe turned his face, gave him a cold look, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get out, sterilize."

Qin Jun nodded in agreement: "Yes, you have to be sterilized, how can there be thorns on that thing, and what to do after fusion, the master doesn't like it..."

"You too."

Qin Jun's words stopped abruptly, and he coughed after a long while, saying: "...This is not very good."

He slowly rubbed his waist under his palm, gliding his gaze over Jiang Yinghe’s neck, sliding all the way from the mottled red marks on the skin, seeing the place covered by the shirt, remembering how many traces were left inside, his gaze paused for a moment, and then slowly To converge back.

Jiang Yinghe didn't say a word for a while, waited for a while, and then emptied himself to ignore the pain and prepared to wash and change clothes. Only when he sat up on the bed, he felt more pain in his body. As a last resort, he had to lie down again and look at the person in front of him. The culprit was speechless for a while.

A few words of cursing are too bad for his voice, one is more than a beast, a gentle scum, and a well-dressed beast.

When he thought of this, a cup of warm tea filled with throat medicine was handed into his palm.

Jiang Yinghe didn't need to look at it, and knew that Li Huanhan sent it over. He took a few sips of the tea cup, breathed out a sigh of relief, and said, "Stay away from me. Don't bother me these two days."

He just made an angry attitude, when Li Huanhan bent down and kissed his eyebrows, and apologized in a low voice, "I won't hurt you anymore. The two of them are too fierce, I can't stop them."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Jun next to him frowned and said, "I'm fierce? I kept telling you that you should lighten it. You're the **** like Guangchang's mouth and no brain. Afterwards, I am fierce? What did you do when I told you that Master was crying? Li Huanhan?"

He didn't conceal his hostility at all, and his anger went up exponentially. The long night on the side was angry and angry, and said: "Senior Brother Qin is right! He didn't know any virtue when he was fierce. He also blames me for long barbs, and I am not as good as him..."

Chang Ye originally wanted to say that he was not as long as he was, but after thinking about it, he felt as if he was short, so he changed his words again: "Not as impulsive as him."

Li Huanhan turned a deaf ear, and whispered to Jiang Yinghe: "Where I get hurt, I will give you medicine?"

He can't see people even where he hurts

, But because he is his own apprentice, Jiang Yinghe is not so embarrassed and restrained. He just said: "Just leave the medicine."

Li Huanhan was silent for a few breaths, then nodded, leaving the wound medicine beside him, and carefully and thoughtfully instructed: "The spiritual power accumulated in the Taoist body will be refined as soon as possible, otherwise it will affect the recovery."

Jiang Yinghe nodded, stretched out his hand to close his collar, and said: "Okay, you all go out first. I will rest in Baihe Yuyu for two days. Don't come to irritate me."

His words fell, and then he remembered something. He turned his head and picked it up from the long night where he turned into a cat and burrowed into his quilt. He threw it on the ground and said coldly, "Don't pretend to be just a cat. Come and act like a baby."

The annoyance on his body became more and more distinct. Qin Jun and Li Huanhan temporarily stopped their hostility, and looked at each other. It seemed that they had communicated some secret codes that could only be understood between souls. They did not force them to stay, but again. Followed Mao and coaxed him a few words, before leaving, he hadn't forgotten to take away the green tea cat that was steadfastly crawling on the bed.

After the inner room was quiet, Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief, took a few more sips of the cup of tea in his hand, and looked at the fusion progress bar provided by the system for a moment and thought.

Just last night, when he was bullied and was so dizzy, messy, and a little sobbed not knowing what he said, the original blackened status bar was inadvertently emptied by him, and only left was left. This fusion progress bar.

When it first appeared, its progress was 10%, but one night passed, and when I watched it the next day, it suddenly became 11%.

It was so easy to link the two things together, and Jiang Yinghe couldn't help feeling that this system was becoming more and more inappropriate, and it was becoming more and more colorful.

This kind of progress bar does not seem to be in line with his core values.

Jiang Yinghe drank another sip of tea in silence. The medicine in the tea worked. He felt that his hoarse and slightly sore throat eased a lot and his voice became normal. Then he rechecked the wound medicine left by Li Huanhan.

The medicine bottle is exquisite, made of cold white porcelain. The body of the porcelain bottle is covered with light gold patterns on the neck of a mandarin duck. There is no name of any medicine on it, but there is a familiar mark on the bottom of the porcelain bottle, and there is a complicated engraving in the center of the mark. Font.

Jiang Yinghe took a closer look and saw that it said:

The secret system of Albizia.

Jiang Yinghe: "..."

Given your corporate culture and business projects, there is still something that needs to be made secret... and only the secret pill recipe is not open enough.

But since this thing is from the Hehuan Sect

The product, on the contrary, can make people believe in the effect of his medicine. Jiang Yinghe pulled out the stopper, poured some nectar-like potion in it, and started applying the medicine where he could see it.

There is a string of teeth marks on the inner side of the calf. The teeth are pointed, probably bitten by a long night, and a red mark is also licked, like a cat licked it.

There was a trace of a hoop on his ankle... He had some impressions. When he couldn't bear it, he moved back a few times, and was pulled back by Li Huanhan. The whole body was so weak that he was tossed and weakened. There is no strength to retreat.

Jiang Yinghe calmed down with the medicine on the ground, thinking that the children were ignorant for the first time, and it was impossible to get angry with them... It is normal to have neither light nor heavy hand strength. It is the normal state of this matter not to let go if you press your waist... Also...

Until he touched the tooth marks on the inner thigh.

...Which **** did this?

Jiang Yinghe frowned and rubbed his eyebrows twice, but he didn't feel any pain. After putting a good medicine on the place he could see, he turned out an ice mirror and unbuttoned his shirt to take a look at the inside.

He was silent for a moment, put the medicine bottle aside, put on his clothes again, and thought blankly--

It is better to have a pure heart and few desires.

Now I am switching to the Ruthless Dao, don’t know if it’s too late?

No, ruthless Tao is not enough.

Get home.

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