Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

When Jiang Yinghe saw this, he had basically determined who the Sword Immortal of Taichu was observing, and he continued to look at it while he wondered how it was such a coincidence.

"It's not just his emotional changes, even the world has begun to uncontrollably slip towards destruction. I can feel the negative emotions accumulated in his body..."

"He cut the Dao seeds away from his body, because the Dao seeds in his body are declining infinitely...I don't know where the mistake was, maybe it was because his xinxing gradually shifted... just trying to recover. It was caused during the process of purgatory on earth."

The following narration was a little messy, but it seemed that something had been thought of, and I got my spirits up again, and the handwriting became clear and complete again.

"...I adopted a cat."

The following characters have changed the ink, and the pen tone is a bit heavy.

"This morning, he looked at the cat and wanted to destroy himself again...I didn't agree. But he didn't expect..."

"Because this puts me in a small black house, is it suitable for a dog man? Why would I be jealous because of a cat? I don't even dare to touch primates. Isn't it because of you?"

This paragraph of speech seemed particularly annoying, and a small angry face was drawn behind the question mark.

Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand and touched the little face, confirming that these were one of the few that he could draw, and he couldn't help but think of this picture in his mind.

It's indeed a dog man, competing with cats and cats.

He has seen most of the story structure in the diary, and the last doubt in his heart has disappeared. He just wants to quickly figure out what is going on.

Turning back is the last page that can be viewed at present, and the remaining fusion is not enough to unlock.

"It's my fault to trust people credulously."

"But I really didn't understand that it was the innocent first love of a boy who closed my little black house and secretly kissed me. Is he so cute..."

"This man doesn't like me? But I'm a steadfast and straight wire pole. I can't possibly..."

The back of the handwriting was obliterated by ink, and there was a part of the blank in the middle. I don't know what happened. At the end of this page, I quietly added a few words with a guilty conscience.

"Sorry to the folks of the earth, my sexuality was bent by him."

Jiang Yinghe saw this silently, and there was also a rush of guilt in his heart-he was also sorry to the fathers and villagers of the earth, and all over again, his sexuality was still bends.

Not **** no

Resolute, but the enemy is too strong.

Jiang Yinghe watched for a long time and was a little fascinated. He didn't notice that since he pulled out the dust-free sword, the surrounding ice seemed to have lost its support and began to melt and tremble gradually.

This kind of tremor was extremely subtle, and when he reacted, the steps leading to the bottom had already begun to crack and fall, one after another.

This unknowingly deep area underneath is about to collapse under the shaking of the ice layer. Before he completely fell from the top of the ice cave, his hand holding the book was suddenly held by another person, and he wrapped his waist in his arms.

In the next instant, the ice and snow that had been squeezed for thousands of years suddenly fell, falling on the surrounding **** streamer barrier. Amidst the violent and crazy sound of falling and falling, the blizzard rolling, the more intense, it was close at hand, low and gentle. Breath.

A hand pulled away the strands of hair that fell on his shoulders.

At one of these moments, Jiang Yinghe felt that this scene was very familiar, as if he had experienced it before, but he was convinced that he had never experienced such a thing.

The sound of the ears rumbling, the sky light from time to time in the falling ice and snow, the ice layer under my feet also began to shake.

Jiang Yinghe looked at his bright red eyes silently.

When he entered the underground alone, he didn't really think that there was a crisis of Li Huanhan coming to his side in an instant.

Part of his devilish heart was on the sword, and Wangchen sword was placed in his Taoist body. Li Huanhan is indeed the person who can most feel whether he is in danger.

Jiang Yinghe was in a daze, as if he had seen the shadow before the split from him, and there seemed to be such a temperament vaguely in the dust-covered memory that could not be awakened.

It's just that whether it's in the diary or based on his own feelings, his personality seems to have changed a lot. I don't know if it's because of the blackened status bar.

Li Huanhan watched him silently, waited until the surrounding avalanche was over, and then loosened his palm a little, leaving a little room for the action of clasping the opponent's waist, and asked in a low voice: "...Are you scared?"

Jiang Yinghe didn't expect that he would ask such a sentence. He raised his hand and tapped his head, and said, "What do you take me for? Can't you take care of yourself if you are weak?"

Li Huanhan's gaze remained unchanged, and continued: "Master, of course, is well-versed in battle."

He lowered his head against Jiang Yinghe's shoulders, his breath suddenly sank, and he exhaled, his tone of voice was gentle and gloomy: "...it scared me."

Jiang Yinghe had prepared a basket of words in his mind and suddenly got stuck in front of these words.

, He could feel the weight that the other party was holding over, so practical and urgent.

Suddenly he felt that the words of Jian Xian in the record were not wrong at all, and he was not sure whether the other party would be jealous of a cat, would he be jealous of a cat, would he still dare not step forward after being imprisoned in a small black house, only dared to secretly Kiss him, is it crazy to destroy the world, but still cut off the edge of the collapse of Taoism, and ask him if he agrees.

Jiang Yinghe suddenly felt that this really seemed to be something he could do.

He raised his hand, hugged Li Huanhan back, and whispered, "I'm fine."

This sentence calmed him down for the time being, and made Li Huanhan's mood much stabilized.

At this moment, the system that hadn't talked too much suddenly spoke.

"It would be great if you could kiss him at this time."

The system had too few dialogues with him. Jiang Yinghe didn't react at first, and subconsciously said, "Kiss him?"

"Yes." The mechanical sound of the system was very emotional, "If you hadn't been..."

The words behind it did not say, and it fell silent again.

Jiang Yinghe sensed that this changing system was purposeful, and he could also feel that it knew a lot of things. When he was about to continue to inquire, he was suddenly held across his cheek and faced the bright red blood eyes.

"What did the master just say?" Li Huanhan asked, looking at him directly.

Jiang Yinghe didn't know how to explain to him that it was a dialogue with the system. He was stared at by those unpredictable blood eyes for a moment, and he didn't know that he plucked the string again in his mind, thinking about the few words the system said.

If at first...

He raised his head slightly and kissed the other's lips.

The hand resting on the waist suddenly tightened, and the surrounding blood-colored barrier followed him, and then it seemed as if there was a sense of weightlessness surrounding him.

Li Huanhan's lips were cold and soft, touching them, gentle enough at first, but as the distance deepened, the scene began to become uncontrollable.

He pried open the teeth, grabbed the air between his lips and tongue, and put his knuckles between Jiang Yinghe's hair.

Here is a snowy field, surrounded by cold air, only Jiang Yinghe's body has a light and soft cold fragrance.

And the deeper he explores, the more he can feel the gentleness and softness of the other party, and the extreme tolerance under the other's appearance.

Li Huanhan separated from him slightly, staring at the other party's sucked lips, raised his finger and rubbed it a little, and said, "Exchanging breath... or not?"

Jiang Yinghe slowly calmed his breath, the corners of his eyes were slightly wide.

Hong, the fingers holding the other party's sleeves gradually loosened, and said, "What can I do if I haven't been able to, sooner or later..."

His words stopped abruptly.

The place where he could see was not the deep pit in the center of the collapse, but a snowy peak above the snowfield that had not collapsed. A few steps away, Qin Jun and Chang Ye were standing by the side, their faces almost black. Can't see.

...Li Huanhan came out holding him?

Jiang Yinghe just couldn't change his breath, he didn't notice at all, then just now...

Just when Jiang Yinghe's mind was filled with the words embarrassment, Qin Jun took a few steps and grinned his molars and sneered: "Brother is really eager to save people, and even this kind of thing has to demonstrate with the juniors. "

He checked Jiang Yinghe's body carefully, and made sure that there was not a single strand of hair, before he relaxed a little: "Fortunately, it's okay."

Jiang Yinghe said: "I'm also very grateful. If you really hurt something, you may have to keep talking about me when you go back. Obviously I am the teacher..."

His dignity as a teacher has long since disappeared. Jiang Yinghe sighed, heard a sweet and greasy meow, looked down at his feet, and he saw the little green tea cat that couldn't get in and couldn't squeeze in.

Master only likes Chang Ye when he looks like this.

Jiang Yinghe lowered his body and took the little white cat on the snow into his arms. While rubbing his fluffy ears, he said: "...Obviously I am the teacher, but you are always in charge of trivial things. Now."

"You may not be willing to listen if you care." Qin Jun said, "But we will definitely listen to what the master said."

When Jiang Yinghe heard these words, the doubts that had been accumulated in his mind for many days suddenly appeared. He endured it and tolerated it. Seeing that there were no other people around, he still didn't hold it back. He said: "You are not obedient. At the time, I couldn’t persuade me no matter what."

Qin Jun was stunned by these words, and saw Jiang Yinghe tidy up the laces of his cloak, then turned and left. He raised his hand to hold on to Li Huanhan, who immediately followed him, and said, "When will I be disobedient, I..."

Li Huanhan glanced at him calmly, and said lightly: "He said it was too deep, when it was a little slower."

"..."

"And when he says he takes medicine and doesn't need you."

Qin Jun was speechless and said after a long while: "Then you are too, you have never heard of this."

Li also looked at him meaningfully: "But I didn't say that I would listen."

Qin Jun: "..."

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Penglai Main Hall

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The incense drifted away quietly.

Jiang Yinghe sat beside the head brother, listening to Zhou Zhengping's account of what happened inside the door.

A cat was placed on his lap, and the little white cat rolled on the placket, lazily raised the cat's paw, and patted Jiang Yinghe's hand in a hooked manner.

The meat pad was soft and clean, and the hands that held him began to lick again and again, the tongue with soft spines was a bit rough and the touch was very clear.

"...Among the younger generation of disciples, there are indeed only those who are gifted with good temperaments."

Zhou Zhengping spoke, and glanced at the cat. He was sure that it was the demon lord who was basically shameless for Junior Brother Jiang. He lowered his head and coughed lightly, and said: "Junior Brother, I heard you went to the snowy field."

Although Jiang Yinghe was seduced by the cat in his arms, he still listened carefully. When he heard this, he nodded and explained: "I took the dust-free sword under the snowy field, and the underground cave collapsed that day. After thousands of years, you can see the snowfield melted."

Zhou Zhengping nodded slightly, and said: "Adding one thing or removing one thing requires thousands or even thousands of years of savings. The same is true for the snowy field... You can successfully obtain this sword, which shows that you have some fate with it."

Jiang Yinghe thought, more than some fate, it is estimated that the time this sword will be with me will not be under Wangchen Sword.

"In two days, your Senior Sister Yan will leave the customs." Zhou Zhengping said, "I can feel a little relieved with her. For so many years in Penglai, you have always been indifferent to internal affairs, and Junior Brother Xiaoyun has been greedy and playful. Only Plucking can be the successor to the head."

Jiang Yinghe had been immersed in practice before, and knew nothing about management and chores. He had never tried to run business. But when he heard this, he still felt something was wrong and asked: "Succession? Why did the head brother say this?"

Zhou Zhengping put down the dust in his hand and looked at the sky outside the window, saying: "I have been in the dust net all my life, and I have lost many opportunities to run Penglai. Recently...the brother also feels that the end is approaching."

Jiang Yinghe's mind tightened, as if a string suddenly stretched in his mind.

"My heavenly calamity is coming." Zhou Zhengping said, "Even if it has been delayed for many years, it is still difficult to escape. But for so many years, it has been enough."

"Brother head..."

"You don't have to think about reincarnation." Zhou Zhengping said calmly, as if narrating a small and small thing, "You have not finished your fate, and you have to ask for it. Please, be willing to return the true spirit to the heavens and the earth. If the brother passes steadily, he will return to Penglai, if he really dies

Dao Xiao, then..."

As soon as he stopped speaking, he pointed to the geese flying by outside the window, "Going far and not returning."

Jiang Yinghe choked for a while, and after a long silence, he said in a low voice: "The road is difficult and dangerous, and I know it. Life and death rises and falls, you should keep an eye on it."

"Don't worry about it either." Zhou Zhengping smiled, "If the brother gets through by luck, another fairy will be added to the right way. Maybe I will be able to return in a hundred years, but I don't know."

Jiang Yinghe nodded, slowly pressing down his hanging heart, and said, "Brother Zhou is open-minded and everything will go well."

"That's it." Zhou Zhengping finished talking about the matter briefly, and then mentioned his duties, "When your Senior Sister Yan leaves the customs, I will officially travel far. In addition to taking care of Junior Brother Xiaoyun, a few new beginners Child, look at it too."

Jiang Yinghe was startled for a moment, thinking of the few children he had mentioned before, with good temperament, thinking for a moment, and said: "I have regarded Chang Ye as a closed disciple, I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt that the little white cat in his arms became stiff, as if it exerted subtle pressure on the few "new disciples" he had never met before.

"You don't need to take back Qingjing Cliff." Zhou Zhengping glanced at him and said, "With your appearance and temperament, I am afraid that young people are young and vigorous, and they don't know love and hate. It is easy to...cough and go astray."

After speaking, he glanced at the white cat in Jiang Yinghe's arms, and continued: "... Besides, it's not safe."

The author has something to say: Zhou Zhangmen (speaking with a deep heart): How can a beautiful master have life important, right?