Chapter 26:

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The incense burns and the white mist gradually spreads and disappears into the hall. Zhou Zhengping withdrew his hand, flicked the dust between his fingers, and sighed: "It is the injury caused by the (strong qiang) running Dao body. Although it has spiritual support, it still destroys the Dao body a little."
Yan Caiwei on the side also nodded and said: "It was the same when I was investigating. Brother Jiang's state was higher than mine, except for others transferring spiritual power, they could only recover by themselves."
Jiang Yinghe nodded his head and put his wrist back into his sleeve. He said, "It's actually not too serious."
His words just fell, and after listening to the whole process of Yun, he groaned and said: "Not serious? Qi and blood reversal, damage to the body, is it not serious? If your injury is not recovered, the future will be again. How do you want to spend it? "
Jiang Yinghe took a sip of tea slowly and said, "It is always possible to raise it. It is still unknown when my sky-tribulation will arrive."
"It's the unknown, so you have to be more careful." Yun kept saying, "I listened to the disciples under Sister Yan's seat and said you were confusing with those ..."
He had wanted to talk about the "fool apprentices", but in the end he had an inexplicable sense of fear in his mind, as if he had been hurt by some of them, and there was a bit of horror. The words stopped suddenly. Steely looked at Jiang Yinghe and continued: "... these apprentices, you, the four of you?"
Jiang Yinghe: "... not what you think."
"None of them." Brother Xiaoyun took a deep breath and said with a long heart, "Abbot Zen Qing has said that you have love, and it is very likely that the soul will be scattered and not saved, Brother Jiang ..."
Yan Caiwei next to him lifted his hand and cleared his throat, saying, "It's not exactly what Brother Xiaoyun thought, it was the three of them who gave you Brother Jiang's continued spiritual power and added Taoism to resist the magic repair, and There is nothing to do about it. "
Yun kept pulling his sleeves back, walking a few steps back and forth in front of several people, and said anxiously: "In short, I think Brother Jiang should stay in Penglai, preferably heal the wound."
Jiang Yinghe moistened his throat with tea, put down the cup and said, "No need to do so. I will take care of myself naturally. Juner's hand doesn't know how to heal. I have asked people to ask Yao Wanggu, the soft sword of Long Ye should also Re-casting ... The practice has no years, but it is just to recuperate the wounds, just a snap. "
He sighed and raised his eyebrows again: "A devil in the virtual realm of the cave was cut down under the sword of me and Huan Han. Yu Cangsheng and Yu Zhengdao, isn't it a good thing?"
If it is placed on the earth, this is simply the effect of catching a serial (killing sha), a person, a criminal, not only a great achievement, but also being commended as an example. Jiang Yinghe was quietly pleased for a long time in his heart, and he didn't know how to return to Penglai. He would be repeatedly criticized by this group of fellows for being injured, and he was worried back and forth.
"It's a good thing." Zhou Zhengping said leisurely, "I just don't want to use your injury to change it. Since you said that your apprentice gave you continued spiritual power because of Moxiu's secret calculation, what is this secret calculation?"
Jiang Yinghe's words were stagnant, thinking about the seven-day acacia, and where he was embarrassed to speak directly. He eased his mind and silenced for a moment, saying, "It is an illusion that disturbs the mind."
Zhou Zhengping nodded, but didn't think much, then saw Yan Caiwei, who had been dignified and watching, suddenly choked, looked up at Jiang Yinghe, and put down the tea again.
She wiped the corners of her lips and helped explain: "Yes ... It's a kind of illusion. You also know that Hehuanzong's illusion is powerful. Let Brother Jiang go back to repair the body and slowly heal the wound?"
Zhou Zhengping has nothing to do, and Brother Xiaoyun did not say anything. Jiang Yinghe was relieved and nodded toward Sister Yan, and left the main hall of the Penglai school.
After the snow-white lonely shadow left his sight, Zhou Zhengping continued to ask, "What kind of illusion?"
Yan Caiwei reluctantly replied: "The art of fantasy."
Originally, Yun ceased to settle down, and this sentence (thorn ci) raised his eyes violently, and he said with energy, "Then his apprentice still surrounds him!"
Brother Xiaoyun regarded Jiang Yinghe as an object of admiration and turned towards him very much, complaining indiscriminately, and then standing up and going out, saying: "I have to ask the younger generations if they treat them Master Zun has a bit of a sense of malpractice. No one wants to humble my brother's love— "
As soon as his words stopped, the inexplicable sense of danger deep in the bone marrow rushed up, and he stopped subconsciously, and at the same time, Yan Caiwei also stopped him in time.
"Come back." Sister Yan knocked on the table. "Your brother has no affection, don't worry."
Brother Xiaoyun ’s brain froze this sentence, slowly cooling it down, and then said: "Even if there is no love root, but he loves his disciples so much, if he knows that these disciples really covet him Do n’t people live up to the ardent expectations? "
"That's what happened between them." Yan Caiwei said, "Everyone has a different path, maybe Brother Jiang should have experienced this once in order to strengthen his heart."
Yun Binxi was about to argue with her, and then he heard the voice of Brother Zhang.
"Fine." Zhou Zhengping said, "Different fortunes, Brother Jiang has never believed in destiny, nor will he believe in love too much. His heart is that people will win the sky."

Pure cliff, Baihe Yuyu.
He Ling at the door stayed with his master for a long time and rubbed his fingertips against Jiang Yinghe for a long time. Jiang Yinghe (Mo) touched almost before entering the Xuanmen.
Baihe Yuyu is doing the same, and the cold jade wall exudes a cool breath. Jiang Yinghe just glanced at it, and at a glance he saw the long night with his books on the back.
There are no exercises, Taoism, or mental training in the bookshelf, just some stories from the Penglai School's old calendar and the realm, there is nothing to read.
Long night changed into a red dress, with a dark red embossed pattern in the robe, and a string of jade (color) beads hanging around his waist, shaking gently between his movements.
Jiang Yinghe stood and looked for a moment, only to realize that the height of the other party also increased, not the young man who had got into his arms in the past. Although Long Ye's appearance is still young, and his expressions are somewhat childish, his body is close to the skeleton of the young man. His long black hair is only half tied, and the other half falls on his shoulder.
Jiang Yinghe stood there and looked at it for a while, thinking about how he had been sealed in the ice ... The people who used to be so young and helpless, the most distressing thing is not that they are fragile, but that they are more and more determined (strong qiang) tenacity and perseverance.
Long Ye seemed to draw a book from the bookshelf. When he felt someone behind him, he turned around and turned back, exposing half of his delicate eyebrows.
The pair of eyebrows that didn't fluctuate seemed to be alive in an instant when they saw Jiang Yinghe coming back, (exposing) an unabashed joy.
"Master!" He rushed over and habitually embraced Jiang Yinghe, but when he was about to continue to be coquettish, he was knocked on the shoulder by the other party.
"Long Night," Jiang Yinghe whispered, "You can't do this anymore, so squeamish will not grow up."
Long Ye was a little dissatisfied, and whispered grievously: "Does Master not hurt Ye Er?"
Jiang Yinghe knew this was his reaction, sighed softly, and stretched his hand to stretch his head: "Does the monastery have no charm? Do you just think about how to stick to me every day?"
Long night stretched out his hand to cover the place where it was hit, and then quickly showed Jiang Yinghe the book he just pulled out, curiously: "Master, what is this?"
Jiang Yinghe glanced at random, his eyes stopped suddenly.
There is a line of simplified Chinese characters written on it, which is his handwriting, which is written-
"Postpartum Nursing of Sows"
Jiang Yinghe: "..."
This seems to be a small yellow book that he was stuffed into the storage implement by Tonggui Yu when he was just monastery. At that time, the cover was too unbearable, so he wrapped a cover ... Why did not throw it, probably because of this book It had an unusual meaning to Jiang Yinghe, who was still a male at the time.
Although it is still a male.
There are many old books on Bai Heyuyu's shelf, and Jiang Yinghe can't remember what they are. He looked at the little apprentice's pure and innocent expression, and suddenly a heavy guilt was born in his heart. He weighed for a moment and tried to be as natural as possible: "It is for the protection of monsters. It is useless for you to take it. Put it here."
Long night froze for a moment, the four words "maintain monster" in my mind turned around, and then glanced at the overly simple row of writing on the cover, tentatively said: "Master likes ... to raise monsters?"
Jiang Yinghe had several crane spirits at his door. Although they were spirit beasts, they were within the category of demon, but they were different from the evil beasts. He only thought briefly, then replied: "I like to be obedient."
Blinking in the middle of the night, he leaned in and said, "I will know you best when you are obedient, will you respect me?"
Jiang Yinghe glanced at him, and took out the booklet with Xiao Huang. The book in his hand, saying, "Isn't there any support for you now? When I brought you back in those days, your courage was not so big. "
As he spoke, he remembered that he had been in a 7-day acacia before, and asked, "That magic repair ... were you afraid at that time?"
If he used this sentence to ask Li Huanhan or Qin Jun, those two people would definitely not be blinked and said they were not afraid. Only the long night hesitated a little and said, "There is a little."
Not only because he was afraid of the magic repair, but because he was afraid that you might be injured in it, but he could not arrive in time because of looking ahead.
Jiang Yinghe spoke mildly and honestly: "I'm not afraid of it (guanguan), and I won't be afraid in the future. I must learn to protect others slowly in the long night. Prior to this, Master and Brother are all sheltering your wings."
He soothed (touched Mo) (touched Mo) the apprentice's hair, and by the way, put the "Sow's Postpartum Care" farther away. He was so distracted that he was suddenly distracted. The apprentice fell.
The two stood close to the bed, and even if they fell down, they would not have a pain. However, Jiang Yinghe still felt the hand that padded his back in the night. The hand was slender and soft, and only the sword holding area was covered with a thin layer of cocoon .
The other side's unbound hair fell down and merged with Jiang Yinghe's hair color.
The eyes of the long night are slightly bright, and the eyebrows of the body protector are flowing. The half of the face is a peerless beauty, while the other half of the broken part is a black mask of animal patterns.
"I also want to protect the Master." Chang Ye hugged him from above and buried his head in the shoulder of the Master. His voice was dull. "Master, don't treat me like a child, okay? Actually I ..."
His words came suddenly, and Jiang Yinghe's appearance reflected in his raised eyes.
What is it? Has n’t he always claimed himself as a protector? Yes, he is different from the other two. He just wants to treat him simply ...
The voice in Long Ye's heart became more and more depressed, and all emotions were tense like a string, as if covering up a bad lie.
But the violently beating (chest xiong) mouth, hot, slightly hot ear tips, and the emotions that lingered in my mind ... everything was mocking him, betraying him when he was gradually off the track.
His tense emotions were breaking, and he broke apart inch by inch.
Long night got closer and heard Jiang Yinghe's gentle laughter.
"You're so childish, you still want me not to treat you as a child?" Jiang Yinghe didn't realize that something was wrong. After all, the apprentice is a ruthless coquettish machine, and this kind of plopping hug doesn't seem to be very inconsistent. "I am still waiting for you to be alone."
Before he could speak for half a year, he was held by Long Ye's wrist and whispered: "On the day when I stand alone, does Master Zun wish to stay under Ye Er's wings?"
Jiang Yinghe even experienced a rare sense of filial piety. He was very moved and refused: "The road to ask is difficult, I have reached the peak, the road ahead is slim, there is no predecessor to pave the way, and I can't wait for the future to come first. Think about this. "
Long night looked at Jiang Yinghe seriously for a moment, and the pair of innocent eyes fell on him, hardly seeing any feelings about love.
But how he was scorched by fire and burnt by heart, only he himself knew.
He raised his hand and slowly rolled Jiang Yinghe's hair tip a few times at his fingertips, and said, "Master, I think of something that happened."
Jiang Yinghe listened.
"When Jin Dan was a few days ago, I suddenly remembered some chaotic memories," Long Night whispered, "I think of all dark, bloody, and endless mates (killing sha), as if to live Down can only kill other people ... like this is not worth the memory of existence. "
He leaned on Jiang Yinghe's shoulders and closed his eyes.
"I have never seen someone like Master who is so gentle to the whole world."
Jiang Yinghe did not know that he had such an image in the eyes of the apprentice. And these words said by the other party are too lovable!
He is just an ordinary person, slowly looking for his way home. Bringing them to his side also has his own wish.
"In fact, in my hometown, there are many such people." Jiang Yinghe looked at him softly. "They are willing to offer justice, help, and make everything better."
Jiang Yinghe poured a bowl of chicken soup according to the educational standard in his mind, and felt that his education method was able to teach the pillars of the three views. He added another sentence.
"The name Long Night, it's too bitter to get up," he said, "but it doesn't matter. There is moonlight to accompany you at night."
Long night did not speak, but tightened his arms, grabbed Jiang Yinghe's waist, and said for a long time: "... Master is with me."
He didn't fully realize until this moment that Jiang Yinghe was the bright moonlight beside him, and he was just a star lost in the long night (color). He did not want to protect him purely, but not only for a momentary repayment, he really wanted to stay with him and be with him for more than a century and a thousand years.
The longer the better, the best time is endless.
May I be like a star, and be like a moon.

Jiang Yinghe finally checked the level of his Jindan Great Consummation, and only then let the apprentice go to rest when the sun was falling.
When the night (color) first fell, Jiang Yinghe noticed that when he didn't know when, the progress bar of Long Night suddenly rose forward. He thought that the realm of the little apprentice had not changed, and the whole monk (Mo) touched his head.
He sat on the bed and competed with the progress bar, considering the two conditions of "mental health" and "teacher and student (guanguan)", studied it many times, and felt that these two factors may have an impact on the progress bar.
Especially the teacher-student (Guan Guan) department ... uh, with the affection between him and his disciples, can this (Guan Guan) department go further? Is this (dry gan)? In the end, can we still pray for a league? Will we be half-brothers in the future?
Jiang Yinghe's thoughts continued to deviate, and this humorous cell in his body continued to ferment. When his thoughts became more and more outrageous, he suddenly thought that the "postpartum care of sows" was still placed on the bedside.
He picked up the book, his brain was in a state of deviation, and he reviewed the gift of Tongguiyu.
Jiang Yinghe flipped his hand, immediately took a breath, and snapped it again.
... he turned to the page with the picture.
All of this came too much (thorn ci), the thousand years of being single can't bear it.
Jiang Yinghe took a breath, opened it from the first page, slowly read a few lines, and then gradually relaxed.
It doesn't seem to have a large scale. Why did he chase Tong Guiyu with his sword and cut his hair in half? It seems that even a thousand-year-old single person has experienced growth, and a small cart like this has no effect on himself!
Jiang Yinghe was inexplicably satisfied, and placed this book beside him, preparing to go to sleep (Shui Shui) on time.
The darker the night (color), the Heling at the door rested halfway and was alarmed by the sound of footsteps. They raised their heads and saw a dark shadow entering the Xuanmen.
For Baihe Yuyu, only Jiang Yinghe and the three apprentices can freely enter and leave, and He Ling will not wake up his master, but will continue to sleep.
There was a faint chill on the man's body. After the breath was cleared from the outside, he slowly approached the bed and stayed there for a long time.
It took him a long time to think that he was going to stand still like this, and Shen Ning was like a statue.
When he clearly didn't come, his heart was scorching with anxiety, but when he really saw the Master, his emotions became more and more calm.
The other party's (sleeping Shui) face is so quiet and beautiful. The scattered ink hair twirled and fell on the couch, the eyes were like a fan, the skin (color) was like frost, and even the breath was long and quiet.
He just sat in silence for a while, but found that Jiang Yinghe's eyebrows tightened slightly in (Shui Shui) 's dream, and there was something uncomfortable.
Jiang Yinghe did not feel very comfortable.
What he dreamed of was simply ... shameful to say ...! Jiang Yinghe always felt that he had brought up his apprentices very well, and he was also very clear-hearted and optimistic, but he didn't expect that the dream in his mind started to take an unusual path just after (sleeping Shui).
He dreamed that a particularly good-looking man pressed towards himself, gently unbuttoned his clothes, and then whispered to him: "How many people do you like?"
How many ... how many people? Don't say that at that time, Jiang Yinghe still feels his brain buzzing, unable to react.
How can there be a few people? Even if this kind of thing is born, two people should act because of affection, let's not say that this is not right, how even the number of people is not right in the end!
He realized he was dreaming, but he could not wake up inexplicably, and the feeling in his body that resembled the residual medicinal effects of Acacia craniata grew stronger.
He didn't wake up until he seemed to have a slightly cold hand that fell on his forehead for a moment, and an extremely sharp breath breathed in. He sat on the bed and doubted his life.
There was no one around, it seemed that the finger that awakened him was also an illusion in a dream. Jiang Yinghe squeezed his eyebrows, thinking about the last number, the battle ... what is the speed of the high-speed rail, and he (sleeping Shui) just glanced at the trolley!
He emptied for a while, feeling that his mind had calmed down, and was reflecting on how he had such a dream suddenly. Reflection was not enough, and he began to question his unproven (sexual) orientation.
Before he confirmed his orientation problem, he realized another problem—
The mind calmed down.
Jiang Yinghe glanced silently, and there was a sense of sadness similar to the insecurity of the late festival. The remnants of the 7th Acacia's medicinal effects are still on the fire, and his body is cooked little by little.
His mind was about to stop, and finally he could only pack his heart and reach out to untie the lace of Xue's middle-aged shirt.
It seems that every pure male will eventually be handed over.
But Jiang Yinghe didn't have any level in this kind of thing. After trying hard for a long time, he couldn't calm down completely. In the end, it was too uncomfortable.
He finally realized that the power of Hehuanzong could not be underestimated.
Jiang Yinghe was a little confused in his mind, and he was half asleep and awake in his trance. He consciously wanted to run the Dao body to suppress this strength, but suddenly remembered that his skill was still hurt.
The reason for the injury was to use Daoqiang (Qiangqiang) to exert pressure on the medicine, and at the same time cut Moxiu into pieces, he also vomited his blood in his stomach.
Just when Jiang Yinghe hesitated, the scene in the dream seemed to appear again. A hand with a cold temperature pressed his shoulder and whispered something.
Jiang Yinghe thought a little bit confused, wouldn't he be a dream of making a series ... after hitting the 7th Acacia, how could this dream always be content that the TV station wouldn't let broadcast?
But this time there was no shock in the number of people. There was only one person, to be precise, only one hand.
The other party seemed anxious and didn't know what to hesitate, but the action came very accurately and relieved Jiang Yinghe's urgent need.
Jiang Yinghe bowed his head and curled a little, his breathing became more and more chaotic, until the efficacy of the medicine reached the limit, and he found a burst point.
All the suffering disappeared, and all the strange feelings were brought together, and then suddenly scattered.
Yue Hua shines into Baihe Yuyu, and also shines on his water-stained eyelashes, between his slender fingers unconsciously grasping the mattress.
Jiang Yinghe's confused and scattered thoughts slowly returned to him, and then he could see a touch of boundless wind and moon in the aftertaste of the sea.

Jiang Yinghe destroyed the "Sow Postpartum Care" the next day.
Although it is a trolley or a cradle, it can't hold back his inexperience, and it is still a poison. How can he keep this kind of thing!
Correspondingly, Jiang Yinghe, who has not actively contacted Tong Guiyu for a thousand years, wrote a letter to Tong Guiyu solemnly this time, and sent a crane spirit at the door to the Hehuan Sect.
The evacuation speed of the monk of Dongxu Realm was very fast. After about two teas, the sound of cranes came from the door. Jiang Yinghe withdrew the Xuanmen ban and saw Tong Guiyu walking in with a smile on his face.
...... Jian Yinghe, who had always been cold and solitary, was on this kind of problem. He was so happy that he almost laughed three times, his face full of expressions like "I must watch this bustling".
Jiang Yinghe was dressed in a snow (color) robe, and the edges of his outer robe were embroidered with light gold patterns. The cold and fragrant fragrance on his body was still very good.
On the jade case is placed a tea and a game of chess. Jiang Yinghe himself went down for a while, motioned Tong Guiyu to sit opposite, then raised his hand and poured him a cup of warm tea.
"Last time I said that the next time I saw each other was hopeless, why did you use me so quickly?" Tong Guiyu wore a powder coat, so tender like the peach blossoms in March, and the fox blinked at him, " Let me hear, we Xuanwei Xianjun even has today. "
Jiang Yinghe glanced at him and said, "This seat cleans the portal for you, you still laugh."
"Hahahaha, I actually don't want to laugh." Tong Guiyu rubbed his cheek while laughing. "But the thought of you calling me for such a thing, I couldn't help thinking hahahaha."
Jiang Yinghe: "... Can you say something?"
Tong Guiyu wanted to laugh even more. He tapped the wall of the tea cup and said, "Well, then you tell me, how is the taste of the 7th acacia?"
Jiang Yinghe glanced at him blankly and said, "Not very good."
"Really?" Tong Guiyu is very confident in his own things. "It seems that Xuanwei Xianjun can carry it by himself?"
Jiang Yinghe endured and endured before exhaling a breath, saying: "No, I am an ice and snow body, making this thing dizzy."
Tong Guiyu resisted the urge to laugh and hurriedly took a sip of tea to cover it up, pretending to be serious: "Originally, in our sect, there was no cure for this medicine, and yours was still prepared by Moxiu. , There is no way ... "
He watched Jiang Yinghe frown slightly, and then turned around, continuing: "However, there is a way to teach you."
Jiang Yinghe nodded and said, "You said."
"As long as one is a deep monk, take this and give you a vigil." Tong Guiyu took an ice-blue (color) bead string from the magic weapon and put it on Jiang Yinghe's wrist. "This is our sect. The only magical tool for dispelling emotions and desires is only a side effect. After wearing, your Dao body is completely inoperable and almost equivalent to mortals. "
"When wearing it, you need to have a monk you trust to help you disperse the residual medicine and repair the wound." Tong Guiyu said, "I think your apprentices are very good. This matter will only take about a month, and your residual medicine will be completely dispelled and dispelled. "
Tong Guiyu's discourse was smiling, and his eyes were quite meaningful.
Jiang Yinghe didn't think too much at all, but thought for a moment, and said: "At this morning, Huan Han told me that his realm has been polished to perfection. , Now only Jun'er and Chang Ye are left in the clear cliff. "
Tong Guiyu said: "I heard that your second disciple was forced to be promoted to Yuanshen, but what are the sequelae?"
Jiang Yinghe shook his head and said: "The hands are not good, the rest are nothing."
Then, the eyes of the foxes on the opposite side blinked again and said, "Isn't two people enough? I don't think you can bear one."
Jiang Yinghe didn't understand this sentence too much. He could not turn to other angles in his mind without a love root. He heard the words slightly blankly and saw that the person on the opposite side had drunk the teacups and immediately got up.
"Then I will go back to Huanzong Sect," he said. "It's always the charge of the head of the sect. The head of the sect will not be out of the day.
Jiang Yinghe bowed his head and said: "If you work, come."
"No labor." Tong Guiyu smiled, half-handedly and half-handedly bowed at him, "Thank you Xuanwei Xianjun, to eliminate a big heart disease for Hehuan."
Before Jiang Yinghe spoke, he saw the other person bow to the front and salute him.
He raised his hand slightly, trying to stop it, but he didn't say it after all. Instead, watching Tong Guiyu get up again and turn away, when the back is far away, the words still seem like a ridiculous joke.
"Three hundred years of the same door, and once fell into the devil. It turns out that the friendship of the past practice is only you and me. The world's feelings are all inevitable to be gentlemen's desires and regeneration?"
When the Xuanmen cave opened, Jiang Yinghe looked at him and whispered: "The so-called priority, the importance, is only in his own mind."
After Tong Guiyu left, Jiang Yinghe took off the ice blue (color) bead string on his wrist and observed it carefully for a moment.
The Hehuan Sect rarely has such a magical instrument. Most of their religious instruments are medicines for urgency. They are also divided into two groups. One group is those who want to enjoy music. They rely on the technique of double cultivation to improve themselves and act more Some are biased towards evil ways, while the other factions only have fun with lovers, but sometimes their lovers are more than one.
The importance of affection and desire is a topic that has been controversial for many years in the Hehuan Sect. This involves the content of their Daoxin test and the idea of ​​jointness. It is very important.
Tong Guiyu repairs love, and the sword in his hand, the sword spirit (sex xing), is very eager for beauty and love, and it is for this reason that this sword will bow in the hands of the Hunyuan fairy.
Jiang Yinghe condensed his thoughts, and thought of Li Huanhan leaving the door when he was nagging this morning.
The apprentice was wearing a black robe with some wrinkles on the corners of his clothes, and his expression was not quite right. It seemed like he had never slept all night, and his voice was a little strange.
At that time, Jiang Yinghe had just climbed up from that bony dream, not only had a headache, but also had a bad temper. He listened to Li Huanhan saying that he would temporarily leave Jingya and find a suitable place to break through Yuanshen During the period, I felt a little unhappy.
Because the other party doesn't seem to come to say goodbye only for this reason.
If this is the reason, how could you pace for a long time outside Xuanmen and dare not meet? There must be something hiding from yourself.
Jiang Yinghe relieved the slight headache caused by the illusion of dreams, while spreading the ruler to write a letter to Tong Guiyu, and asked quietly in Baihe Yuyu: "Have you chosen a place to rob?"
"Selected."
Huan Han's voice was a little dumb, and he didn't know what it was for, so that he concealed such deep and hidden emotions in his words.
"what is the place?"
A small incense burner burned in the side, and the book that caused love at night was burned in the furnace. Outside the door, there was a bit of cold wind between the clear cliffs, and a dark cold morning (dew) was adorned to his thick black clothing corner.
Li Huanhan seemed to be silent for a moment, and then replied: "It is a place where disciples can be sober for a while."
Jiang Yinghe paused for a while, and heard his continued voice.
"With gentle and long-time companions, I don't know cruelty." Li Huanhan said, "The disciples are too tempted to be afraid of doing things that would hurt him."
As soon as he said this, Jiang Yinghe immediately understood what it was for.
Qin Jun, who likes his two apprentices who eat the grass beside the nest, likes female nuns, but it is okay. Li Huanhan is a young man who bends into a mosquito coil, and he is at an impulsive age. If he has spent too long with his loved one in Penglai, it is indeed very easy to do something that is not acceptable ... let alone It's still straight.
This consciousness is too high. Jiang Yinghe sighed in his heart, the displeasure in his heart disappeared.
He stopped his pen, sorted out his sleeves, pushed open the Baihe Yuyu's door, and saw the apprentice standing in front of the door in the morning breeze and Qing (dew). The blood sword beside him seemed to hang a new sword pendant. , And the pendant on the Forgetful Sword is a method of weaving.
Jiang Yinghe didn't get too close, but looked at the other party for a moment, and surely saw a deep sense of restraint from the pair of eyes.
"Go."
Jiang Yinghe said calmly: "Don't go too far, Penglai waits for you, Qingjing Cliff waits for you ..."
Li Huanhan stared at his lips and heard the other's language continue gently.
"... Master is waiting for you."
He only needs this sentence.
Li Huanhan seemed to want to say something, but facing Jiang Yinghe's clear eyes, he couldn't say anything.
Jiang Yinghe watched him say goodbye in front of Baihe Yuyu, and his heart gradually evolved from the infinite worry about love to his grandchildren, and finally returned to the table, and continued to worry about the letter for a while. Only let He Ling send a letter to Hehuanzong.
He sighed, leaving only one thought in his mind.
...... Long night is still young, this is the first time tonight, let Jun'er come?
This (sexual) man who has doubts about his orientation is completely unaware of ... how terrible this is.

Qin Jun actually knew immediately when Li Huanhan left.
He watched the heavenly demon make several hidden signs around Baihe Yuyu, circling like a siren, then turned his head to look at himself before leaving.
Qin Jun licked the tip of his teeth. He felt that the devil was acting strangely, but he could n’t tell where the strange thing was. Did his conscience find that he gave up raising his master into a furnace?
Not only did he know, it was estimated that Long Ye would have known it for the first time. The few of them didn't trust each other, and all felt that the other was pregnant with each other, so Li Huanhan suddenly said goodbye to Qingjingya, making him a little surprised.
In Qin Jun's eyes, the things he likes must compete for the end, and there is absolutely no reason to give up halfway. Li Huanhan doesn't look like giving up-he is finally willing to break through the primal period, I am afraid he is preparing to take the master back if he once exposes his identity.
This idea reached its peak when he met Jiang Yinghe that night.
Jiang Yinghe had never tied his hair, and his hair fell softly on the edge of his collar, and the lights lit his eyebrows.
He only wore a snow-white coat and a string of ice blue (color) bracelets on his narrow and thin wrists. Against the background of each other, he showed that his skin was as cold as frost.
Qin Jun glanced deeply, then he approached the Master, dispelling the residual medicine and repairing the wound for him.
Although Jiang Yinghe had informed him of the remnants of the drug's efficacy, he still felt a little embarrassed in the face of being an elder. He looked at Qin Jun's focused line of sight, thought for a while, and decided to look for it if he had nothing to say, saying: "It's still cold to go to retreat."
Qin Jun showed no signs of accident. His left hand with only white bones clasped Jiang Yinghe's fingers and said, "I know this matter, and Brother Chang Ye also knows this."
Also, their relationship is so good, and Hanhan must have resigned from them. Jiang Yinghe nodded his head when he thought it was normal, and remembered another thing, and whispered, "Jun'er, do you know where he went?"
On the surface, I don't get to the bottom, but in fact I am still worried. Jiang Yinghe confessed his old father's mentality while asking.
Qin Jun didn't reply, but tightened his fingers slightly, rubbing the other's white fingertips, and said with a little jealousy: "Master Zun talking to his disciples, can he only talk about Brother Li's affairs?"
Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment, his fingertips were squeezed.
"I just want to tell Master about our affairs." Qin Jun said, "Master is wearing this thing, the Taoist body is subject to restraint, I am afraid it is not safe, and the long night master is too childish, it is better to let me bring it on."
"If you don't sleep in January, even a monk will be very tired." Jiang Yinghe said.
Why is he tired?
Qin Jun did not answer, but held his hand to run spiritual power in accordance with Penglai's exercises to help him disperse the residual medicinal effects in the meridian blood. The closer he gets, the more he can't hold back.
The evil spirit surrounded him like a beloved thing, smelling the cold fragrance spreading on the other side.
Jiang Yinghe couldn't stay up at all, and because of Jun'er's vigil, he felt very safe, and he stayed in the breath of another person (sleeping Shui) by the middle of the night.
In this dream, there was nothing that troubled him.
Only the secret (kiss wen) that fell on the cheek.
The author has something to say: May I be like a star king like a moon, and the stream of light will be bright and clean at night. Fan Chengda "Che Yaoyao"
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