Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

After their bodies merged, their memories gradually recovered.

Jiang Yinghe didn't know what the other party had seen "the past", but he was about to be overwhelmed by the strong jealousy.

At first, he could recognize that as long as the other party spoke, he could distinguish clearly. Later, the **** became more and more vigorous, and still complained in his ear how good he was to his "ex-wife".

…I am so serious about being jealous of myself.

Jiang Yinghe couldn't remember what he said to the back. He only remembered that when Li Huanhan took over control, he held his wrist and pressed it against the pillow. The more fierce he was, the more silent he was, without saying a word.

Jiang Yinghe could feel it in his behavior even if he didn't listen to him. He was soft all over, not knowing what jealous this man was, when he raised his head and let him kiss, he asked softly.

"...Why don't you speak...?...You..."

He wanted to make the other party lighter, but the words were broken before they could be spoken. The skeleton of the words was dismantled, and even the air sounds at the end of the words were a little confused.

Li Huanhan lowered his head, kissed the corners of his red eyes, and said dumbly: "Call me."

"...Also, still cold..."

Jiang Yinghe raised his head and looked at him, his eyes moist and tears filled up, and it seemed that people couldn't hold back at all.

It took him a long time to adapt to Li Huanhan's rhythm and barely accepted it, but then he was hooked by a fluffy tail again. He raised his eyes and saw the little apprentice biting his neck against that face.

The tooth marks are not heavy, but a little red is easily burned out. Let the little beast lick it a few more times, making it even more impossible to see.

Jiang Yinghe was rubbed by this soft cat's ears a few times. He was already out of strength and could only fall into the arms of the other party. He listened to Long Ye grievingly and asked: "Is the Master uncomfortable? Why don't you speak? I like them... Master, you are so hot..."

"……To shut up."

Jiang Yinghe's mind was dizzy when he talked about it, and he scolded him a few words against his shoulder. As a result, the animal became more and more excited, not only eating the vinegar of the previous life, but also the vinegar of the other two.

And after they merged, the other two cubs didn’t know what they were talking about in their minds. Jiang Yinghe thought he would be able to cope with the fusion...

Looking at it now, it clearly doesn't work.

After a ridiculous whole night, Jiang Yinghe didn't pay attention to the soaring progress bar, and didn't know when he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was past morning, and the sun was reflected in the white crane and Yuyu.

His mind was blank for a long time.

last night

His thoughts slowly returned to the cage, coming in little by little. Jiang Yinghe took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions very tolerantly, chanting "I'm not angry" while changing clothes again.

Until a familiar hand went around the waist and hugged him into his arms.

"Get up?" The other party asked in a low voice, "Doesn't the waist hurt?"

...You still know.

Jiang Yinghe almost wanted to kick him down, but because he held him firmly and had nowhere to show, he could only glance at him blankly and said, "Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor, let go, and get away."

Qin Jun nodded, seeming to recognize the words "deceive the master and destroy the ancestor", but did not let go. Instead, he moved around and kneaded his waist, bowed his head and kissed: "Chang Ye made you cry yesterday."

"...Neither do you."

"It's not the same, he doesn't make distinctions." Qin Jun said, "But with me, it's actually more comfortable, right?"

Before Jiang Yinghe could answer, the other two had already satirized him in Qin Jun's mind-abducting Master on this kind of thing would be punishable.

Jiang Yinghe glanced at him. He didn't want to tell the truth, so he didn't answer. Instead, he slowly hugged him back. After a while, he whispered, "...Back pain, legs hurt."

"anything else?"

"..."

Without saying a few words of curse, would he really be suffocated to death?

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Winter goes to spring.

The snow on Qingjing Cliff slowly melted away, and Crane Ling wandered.

As the fusion progressed to the final stage, the snow sword in the sword casting furnace was also reshaped and joined together.

The fire died down. Jiang Yinghe took out the Wangchen sword from it.

The Wangchen Sword is crystal clear, with no warmth in its tentacles, and all its sharp edges have gradually been restrained and extremely peaceful. But when it reached Jiang Yinghe's palm, it still had no intention of trembling.

Jiang Yinghe was not surprised, but swept across the blade with his fingers, and glanced at the system that had been maintaining the progress bar in his vision.

After a few moments of silence, the system cleverly and abnormally withdrew from his soul, poured into the body of Wangchen sword along the fingertips, and returned to its identity as the sword spirit.

At the same time, the edge of Xue Jian's sword back also has an additional scale, which is the last few percent of the progress bar, showing its stubbornness.

... It is indeed it, all the arrangements are inlaid tightly, except for it, there is nothing else that can be inserted into it.

The Xuejian's body suddenly shined, and a simple pattern appeared on the sword's body. At the same time, a faint plum fragrant radiated from the sword's body, blending with the original sword pendant of the Wangchen sword.

Jiang Yinghe looked at it for a moment, then explored

Hand touch. When his fingertips touched the recast Wangchen Sword that the sword spirit returned, the veil of the hazy memory was suddenly lifted, and everything became clear.

Xue Jian clung to him obediently, as if the previous board of the legitimate system was not it.

Jiang Yinghe's fingers came around and knocked on the back of the sword, and said indifferently: "Can you really hold it back? Just don't tell me?"

Xue Jianzheng vibrated, and the sound was different from the mechanical sound of the system. He felt aggrieved: "You can teach this mode. It is said to be full of cold and ruthless mechanical feeling, and to show the coldness and deepness of the ultimate boss."

Jiang Yinghe choked on his words, and pulled out this paragraph from his clear memory just now, coughed slightly, and said: "...That's really hard for you."

The sword spirit was forgiven, his mood immediately improved, he obediently attached to the Wangchen sword, and then Jiang Yinghe took it into the Dao body.

I don’t know if it was his illusion. He always felt that after Xue Jian entered the body, the cold and quiet aura on his body seemed to be more vivid. Even the crane spirit at the door was clinging to people, entwining his sleeves. Stroking.

After Jiang Yinghe finished recasting the Snow Sword, he went to the Penglai main hall to preach according to Senior Sister Yan's notice.

Since their fusion, whether it is the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Nether Realm, or the Demon Race, all kinds of affairs have been carried out together with the avatar technique, and his body has only been harming his master in Penglai.

With the revival of Taoism and the increase in the degree of integration, the cultivation of the people around them is gradually picking up, and it has been even more unfathomable recently. But Jiang Yinghe has no bottleneck after rebuilding, and the speed is faster than before.

With Jiang Yinghe's identity, preaching is naturally not common, and it is for this reason that almost everyone in Penglai is present, and some younger generations look expectant and full of respect.

Jiang Yinghe started speaking from the beginning of Dao Xin. From the high platform, his words are concise and easy to understand, which is very in line with his identity as a famous teacher. When the famous teacher finally felt that he had taught something serious, he suddenly saw the audience listening. The young man in white, and the tiger beside him.

Junior Brother Xiaoyun is out?

Yun has been in retreat for many years. In order to complete his character, he never returned to Penglai for a long time. At this time, he suddenly left the customs, presumably he had not told Senior Sister Yan.

The young man in white listened to the class seriously and blinked at his brother Jiang. The tiger under his knee was sleeping at his feet, not like a carnivore.

But it's almost the same... The Demon Lord of the Demon Race has never looked like a carnivore.

Jiang Yinghe put down his mind and continued to tell, and waited until

After this sermon is over. The disciples around all stood up and saluted, and treated each other with the courtesy of a half-teacher to show their respect.

Jiang Yinghe nodded lightly, got up and left. Just after he stepped out of the main hall of Penglai, he saw a terribly cute little white cat sitting on the road. His eyes were red and gray, and his ears trembled twice. .

Jiang Yinghe knew who it was, deliberately pretended not to see it, and walked straight over.

No matter where the little cat would give up, she followed Jiang Yinghe with her short legs, and leaned around him, like touching porcelain, hooking his legs with her big plush tail.

Jiang Yinghe looked down at him, and saw the little cat looking sincerely, full of the aura of wanting to hug him, so he stopped teasing him and reached out and hugged the little white cat.

Soft and soft, very easy to touch.

Jiang Yinghe felt contentedly a few times, before kneading his betraying cat-colored tail, the kitten in his arms suddenly changed, and when the situation changed, he was firmly enclosed in his arms.

The cat after a few strokes disappeared and became this evildoer.

Before Jiang Yinghe spoke, he was kissed against his lips, and he heard the other person's voice asking in a low voice.

"That's how he seduce you?"

...Seduce...?

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback. He was checking the progress bar and needed to call out the Wangchen Sword, so he didn't pay any attention to it until this moment...he couldn't tell who it was?

"That cat." The other party's question was a little unsatisfied. "That's how I seduce my Taoist couple."

Before Jiang Yinghe could answer, he was tightened around his waist, opened his lips and teeth, and exchanged a gentle and lingering kiss.

This is not a private place. Jiang Yinghe was only kissed by him once, and he remembered that the environment was not complete. He whispered: "What are you crazy about, go back..."

Don't listen to persuasion, so familiar character.

Jiang Yinghe took a breath for a long time, and the corners of his eyes were red. When he was about to scold him, he heard a soft and gentle "Crane Immortal".

He moved for a while, raised his eyes and looked at him for a long time, finally determined, and said softly: "...You are back."

"Yeah." Li Junye hugged the person tightly, flipping through the memory of the soul-separation, and being sore with jealousy, he couldn't speak directly, let alone show jealousy towards the kitten, so he could only kiss him gently and whisper Said, "I want to hug you."

Hearing his voice, Jiang Yinghe felt that he was relaxed at once, and he almost agreed. His words reached his mouth and stopped. He glanced around and didn't know when someone would come over.

.

"You... go back and talk about it."

The invisible jealous Dao Ancestor did not accept, his eyes were looking straight at him, and there was a strange paranoia all over his body: "You and them are in many places..."

"That's you." Jiang Yinghe grabbed his collar and lost his temper. "You have to be jealous. Are you in your head, don't make trouble anymore, I will write a divorce letter with you..."

Jiang Yinghe's words were sealed by him, and his lips were bit swollen. After the other party stopped saying these words, Li Junye barely returned to normal, and said in a low voice, "I'm not making trouble, don't say that. Just this sentence. It’s all killing me."

Hexian is his fate, and he can't hear a word of parting.

The author has something to say: Daozu: Am I the person you love the most? Why don't you speak——

Hehe: QAQ was kissed to hypoxia, what do I say!