Chapter 17:

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The thick night spread and the cold wind roared.
A few candles were lit on the lampstand, and the light was low, reflected in Jiang Yinghe's light-colored sleeves, and shook gently in Li Huanhan's eyes.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Yinghe unraveled the silver crown of her hair, and the black hair fell down, softly curling around her shoulders. He was slightly stern, and continued to ask, "Destroying the fairy road, leaving no room, will be hated."
Li Huanhan stood in front of him, wearing a black robe. His eyes are as bright as blood, extremely unpredictable, and only when he falls on Jiang Yinghe's body, can he show (expose) a special kind of tenderness.
"Master," he said in a low voice. "That man slanders you, and I will ..."
Li Huanhan only said these two words, which was enough to soften Jiang Yinghe's heart.
The lights were faint and reflected in Li Huanhan's eyes. He watched Master Slender's long and thin knuckles bend slightly, and a big counter-intuitive thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
These hands are suitable for holding swords, more suitable for being pressed on the softest bed of the Tenma, and picking up the futon in vain ... suitable for being kissed by kisses red, and suitable for being inch by his hand Covered, tapped a little bit ...
The blood (color) in his eyes gloomed for a moment, and finally faded away quickly. Li Huanhan raised his eyes and saw Jiang Yinghe's slightly scattered clothes and hair, his cold but soft eyes reflected his figure.
"How can I lose my mind because of me? (强 qiang) in his early days."
Although Jiang Yinghe still blamed him, his expression had eased. He spread the unfolded sword watching roll beside his hand. The swords in it had been seen many times, but there was no special match.
"Have you really missed?" Jiang Yinghe asked. "It's still cold, don't deceive Master."
Perhaps the word "deception" touched Li Huanhan's nerves. He frowned, and did not speak directly, but raised his hand and held Jiang Yinghe's finger.
The last time he held his hands, he was still on the He Ling Cha He who went to the Hehuan Sect. Even if Jiang Yinghe had a cold body temperature and put it in his palm, he felt his heart beat hot.
Jiang Yinghe didn't know it at first, so he suddenly felt the turbid air rushing all over his body-this is one of the side effects of the body of the devil, but it has not happened for many years.
"Because of this?" Jiang Yinghe found the answer. Where could he still punish the disciple, clenched his hand in a hurry, and introduced a spiritual force into it.
The three of them are more fragile than each other, and Jiang Yinghe was very psychologically prepared from the income. When this spiritual force entered Li Huanhan's Yuanying, he realized that the turbid gas in the other party's body had accumulated to such an extent that it affected the meridians.
He tolerated and tolerated. He glanced at Li Huanhan, and his tone of voice was hurried a little bit: "You ... you and Jun'er are both (sexual), no, you can bear more than Jun'er, Is there anything I can't tell you? You have to wait until one day when you really get caught in the magic and fall into the magic path before you tell the master? "
Li Huanhan's blood (color) stared at him silently, whispering: "Master, remember the long night brother."
The vinegar of this sentence is so thick that it can't be concealed, or it can't be concealed at all. He was terribly heartbroken, and every time the opponent touched it, it seemed that he had reached the deepest and most hidden place, making him embarrassed, and then when he woke up, he was in pain.
Two ways of right and evil, the difference between master and disciple, camouflage layer by layer ...
Li Huanhan clenched his hands, the turbid air inside his body broke through the meridians, and even the surface of the skin on his arms was cracked, and the blood stains dripped a little.
"Don't I remember you?" Jiang Yinghe's first reaction was this, and he directly refuted it. He had a feeling of being questioned by his apprentice, and he said with a sulking mood, "Because the teacher hasn't asked why you endured it, you will be wronged first, think I am partial?"
The blood on Li Huanhan's arm dripped down, staining Jiang Yinghe's pale (colored) sleeves.
He has always been dust-free, and the outside world's evaluation of him is solitary, out of the ordinary, and only when faced with these apprentices who have been raising for many years, Jiang Yinghe will look back and soften his tone.
He stained the master.
Li Huanhan stared at a little scarlet through his sleeve, and when his eyes were converging, he suddenly said, "Master."
"Ok?"
"When was that tea set purchased?"
He refers to a set of blue (color) tea sets on the jade case. Jiang Yinghe's things here are all added by him a little bit. Once there is something that hasn't passed Li Huanhan's hand, he will remember it.
Jiang Yinghe glanced down his eyes: "Jun'er sent it before."
Qin Jun ... Li Huanhan took a deep breath, and there was a moment of anger in his eyes, but he still remembered that in front of Jiang Yinghe, (强 qiang) acted to suppress all the irritable emotions, slow Slowly follow the guidance of the master to remove the turbulent turmoil.
In fact, this "side effect" has no substantial (sexual) damage to Li Huanhan. As long as he is willing to abolish his Dao body, he will immediately reveal (reveal) the actual state of magic repair and (strong qiang) fierce breath. , But he dare not.
How dare you, the more you realize Jiang Yinghe's few tenderness, the more you desire to have more. In fact, to a certain extent, Qin Jun and Chang Ye's guesses are not wrong. He really wanted to put Jiang Yinghe in his arms and bring him back to the Heavenly Demon Church, not to be a furnace, but to be a buddhist.
So even Li Huanhan was crazy in his heart, but he slowly tolerated it. He stared at Jiang Yinghe's dark hair tips, watching a strand of long hair slip from the other person's thin shoulders, and slowly circled in the air.
Obviously it fell into the air, but it was like touching on the apex of his heart.
"Ask what to do with this?" Jiang Yinghe guided his breath and repaired the meridians, and he was not so angry in his heart. He looked up and said, "The set you sent is stored in the storage implement. Jun'er said that the set Jin Gui, ordinary water will damage the cup wall. "
... Qin Jun, this dog thing.
Li Huanhan thought coldly in his heart. On the surface, he didn't seem to care: "Well."
The natural gold set he sent was only worthy of his master. But the set that Qin Jun got back was not so good. A little bit of dust and dirt would destroy a whole set of utensils. I don't know how the evil spirit said those words with a face.
"Master," Li Huanhan withdrew his gaze, rubbing his fingertips, "In your heart, we ... which one is the most important?"
Jiang Yinghe didn't expect him to be so persistent, and said helplessly: "You are all the arrogants of heaven that I have high hopes for, and are the future of Immortal Dao."
Li Huanhan's eyes were dark, watching him for a long time, and then nodded, silently for a while, and whispered: "The future of fairy road ..."
He never had a moment, as he hates the status of demonic cultivation.
Where can Jiang Yinghe see the other party's thoughts? He can only see the system's training progress bar ups and downs in the half-cent hour just before, and finally maintained a relatively stable value.
Jiang Yinghe let out a sigh of relief, thinking that this turbid gas really affected the progress of his cultivation, and slowly nurtured meridians for him, saying: "In fact, more than that, I also have a little wish for myself. "
The candlelight reflected his bright eyes.
"For this wish, let you go smoothly along the way of spiritual practice, pave the way for you, and teach you to do good." Jiang Yinghe said, "The better you become, the closer to my wish ... the cold, destiny Even if the starting point is worse, you can find your way home with a respectful master. "
"I won't give up, neither can you." He gently took Li Huanhan's hand. "What people can get is to fight for themselves."
Jiang Yinghe filled another bowl of chicken soup, exhausted all his life to teach the apprentices, he was filled with a sense of responsibility as a teacher, and was very satisfied with his teaching.
Warming up the meridians is a very delicate task. In fact, all three of them need to be slowly warmed up, but Jiang Yinghe has only one, and most of the sufferings must be overcome by the students themselves.
There was a rain when the clear cliff was changed.
Jiang Yinghe had the habit of (sleeping Shui) to sleep, and maintained it for a long time while warming the meridians, and finally (sleeping Shui).
Li Huanhan sat beside him, watching him silently and keeping him up all night.
It wasn't until the morning light and the candlelight merged that he slowly pulled out the fingers held by the Master's emptiness.
The rain pours. Those thick eyes hid a cup of love, hidden in a deep place. Thousands of years ago, the famous Blood River Demon Lord, in the matter of love that he did not know, still did not dare to do anything extraordinary.
Just when he left, he gently kissed the back of his hand.
Be careful like (kiss wen) a plum in the snow.
The author has something to say: Mr. Hugo said that the first symptom of a man ’s true heart is timidity.
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