Chapter 41: the forty-first

His slightly cold white fingertips stopped at the edge of the sword wound and pinched a decision. A cold spiritual force covered the sword wound and smoothed the tingling pain slowly. www.sto123.cc
Long night looked at him quietly, thinking of Li Huanhan's twinkling eyes, gently pulling the corner of the lips hidden by the half-face mask.
Intimacy? The lunatic is terrible at feeding, if he is really just a talented ordinary teenager, I am afraid that his ashes can make the "gentle and considerate Brother Li" praised.
Even now it is uncomfortable. Rolling the throat in the middle of the night, I swallowed a bite of sweet blood and stared at Jiang Yinghe's eyebrows.
He has been sleeping (sleeping Shui) for too long, and Jiang Yinghe was the first person he saw after opening his eyes.
The spiritual power of the cold (sexual xing) body covers the wound, and the sword wound gradually heals. The candle shadow moved slightly, as if he had froze his cold master, revealing a different kind of gentleness.
The night got closer.
Jiang Yinghe healed the sword wound on his hand. When he looked up, he realized that the other side was so close. The apprentice's breath was warm and his eyes were so clear that he could see the end with one glance.
"Master," his voice was soft, "Can you stay with Ye'er (sleep Shui), it's raining today."
"It's raining?" Jiang Yinghe looked up at him.
Long night lowered his head and hesitated for a while, then hesitantly said: "I ... when I was dragged into the ice field by the monster, it was a rainy day, I was a little, a little ..."
He looks so good. He looks a little indifferent in appearance. Even if he wears half of the mask, it is also the one that is suitable for men and women (killing sha), suitable for all ages, (killing sha). Sexual xing) covers all directions. At this time, there were tears in his eyes, a little touching feeling, which made Jiang Yinghe's sympathy and compassion rise straight up.
He stopped the second half of Long Night's sentence and rubbed the youth's black and supple hair: "Don't be afraid, there is a Master."
Jiang Yinghe actually does not comfort people, but this sentence is unexpectedly effective.
Long night watching him nodded, then buried in Master's arms with a cold fragrance. The strength of this big demon who just woke up is gone, but he is already thinking about protecting this overly kind human monk.
A monk who can treat the fairies equally on the ice field can't be beaten by that red-eyed monk (bad zao) ... it's just to unlock his frozen repayment.
He found a suitable reason to cover up his subtle love for this care and warmth.
The sound of rain pours and the dream is stable.
Perhaps after a long time, he would suddenly think of these lies, remembering the one-tenth of ten thousand perturbed heart.

The progress bar of Ajiang Master's system is stuck.
Jiang Yinghe wiped the Forgetful Sword while looking at the immovable progress bar. There was a trace of anxiety in his heart.
The long night practice is diligent, the progress is a thousand miles, and the cold is already Yuanying ’s consummation. Only one step away can be involved in the Yuanshen period. Although Juner is practicing outside, he should not move the progress bar with his progress.
Jiang Yinghe looked at the training progress bar in the upper right corner, and once again had a little technical suspicion about the system. He even began to think that this might not be just for cultivation, maybe there are other reference factors?
While he was pondering the training progress bar of the system, a sharp collision suddenly sounded outside the Qingjing Cliff. Even the He Ling outside the Xuan Gate was awakened and whispered outside the door.
Then, the Xuanmen slammed open, a huge ugly beast blocked the Xuanmen door, screamed in pain, and screamed a few times.
Jiang Yinghe looked over and looked at the silver-gray (color) long sword on the fierce beast (cha).
It seems ... Jun'er's sword.
This roar of the demon clan not only disturbed Qingjingya, but also awakened the whole Penglai faction.
Before waiting for Jiang Yinghe to speak, this fierce beast was leaked by this long sword (cha), turned into a twisted human figure and fell at the door of Xuanmen, and a figure wearing a dark (color) robe stood twisting Beside the human form, pull out the sword of luck from the back of the fierce beast.
Qin Jun pulled his sword into his sheath, arched his hands towards Jiang Yinghe, his face was sharp and sharp, and his iron gray (color) eyes revealed a (strong qiang) strong (dry gan) style temperament, giving a kind of It is (killing sha) the feeling that the same brothers and sisters can play first.
"Master," he came back only after hearing the news that Jiang Yinghe was out of the customs. At this time, he saw with a happy expression, "This animal brutally attacked the disciple, and the disciple arrested him back for a while." Use the sword to cut up Neidan and feed it to He Ling. "
Jiang Yinghe couldn't find the words back and forth for a moment, he looked at the twisted and sighing human figure on the ground, and said: "Yuan Shen Yao Clan, is this a disciple under the demon king's nine infants?"
Qin Jun said: "It's just a beast. I heard that Master Zun accepted a new disciple, which was on the ice field where the demon gathered, and let Brother look at it ..."
He pressed the sword with one hand, turned his head to look at the long night that came when he heard the roar of the monster, and saw the little teacher with a half-face mask leaning against the tree, looking at himself with some fear.
"Your younger brother had hurt the face of the demon clan before, and the meridians in his body were broken by cold, which was extremely difficult to practice." Jiang Yinghe said, "Jun'er, don't scare him."
Qin Jun nodded. The demon clan at his feet saw Long Ye for a moment, then froze for a moment, then a broken roar came from his throat, as if he wanted to say something, and finally spit out a blood and bumped his head against the night. On the ground, I didn't even dare to glance at it.
Qin Jun smiled meaningfully and said, "Did the younger brother suffer a loss, do you hate these evil Dao evils?"
Long night tasted the four words "Evil Dao Sin", and swept the demon clan on the ground: "The quietly practicing demon clan can't be confused with the evil clan in the demon clan. You do n’t have to make a good distinction between them, do n’t you, brother? "
Qin Jun stared at him, then turned his eyes to Jiang Yinghe, only to find that his master had not seen this for a second, and was already very close to the fierce beast on the ground.
Jiang Yinghe calmly said: "Nine Infant Demon King has a contract with the human race. If you attack the disciples of this seat, it is like giving up the contract and leaving it to me."
The fierce beast on the ground moved and looked up at the monk in front of him with an air of immortality. The hole through which the sword was cut was still bleeding.
The young man wearing a mask beside him revealed a breath of terror that only the pure blood of the demon clan could feel. His last struggle was when he saw the long night, and he had no strength, let alone the seemingly infancy. Qin Jun who doesn't know what strength.
Jiang Yinghe sighed and said to Qin Jun: "It is indeed impossible to generalize among the demon clan. You also should not create (kill sha) debts, all creatures have spirits, which will not benefit the future catastrophe."
When did Qin Jun care about the difficulties of the Heaven Tribulation? He was originally the most unrecognized origin of Heavenly Dao. He didn't mind this life debt, but Jiang Yinghe warned him and cared about him at the moment, but it made Qin Jun's heart for many years in silence. It started beating violently again.
So fragrant, this kind of rich fragrance that overflows from the soul ... Qin Jun leaned in the past a few minutes, reached out and wanted to start to support Jiang Yinghe, and his fingers just touched the other ’s sleeve, he saw just a little The long night of fear, suddenly "very scared" plunged into the arms of the master.
Qin Jun's hand stopped in mid-air, staring at this "innocent and innocent" "young boy", and suddenly felt very much in Li Huanhan's mood.
He condensed his fingers and looked kind and sincere: "Master, the younger brother has already started to practice. How can he be so dependent on you? It is better ..."
Qin Jun paused for a while, (lu) showing a kind expression.
"Brother and I, teach him together?"
The Hehuan Sect is a neutral school. Its philosophy is not very consistent with the authentic monks of the Daomen, but it is not a disaster. It is really not a evil repair. The head of the Hehuan Sect was seriously injured a hundred years ago (meat rou), so many of these matters were returned to the fishermen by the servants.
Penglai sent a lot of sword repairs, and this time it was a grand event. Many disciples had already eagerly awaited, and there was much discussion.
"Ten flying instruments Baiyun Boat, this battle is too big." A young man wearing a blue (color) disciple poked the brother next to him, "Don't the real people always like to be extravagant?"
The white cloud boat is shaped like a white cloud, and rises in the wind. It is a giant boat of snow (color) that can travel thousands of miles a day. When it gathers from the sky, it has a special feeling of shock.
"Don't look at when." Another elder disciple with a sword in his arms replied, "The sword assembly is once every 100 years, and it is not the same as the Yingjie meeting in the real world. Ten times, this time, Xuan Wei The fairy will also be there. "
"Jiang Xianjun ?!" The man was stunned, and then lowered his voice, saying: "But for the legendary closing disciple?"
After the young man named Chang Ye came under the seat of Immortal Monarch, some people in the door always said that this was a disciple of the door, and Xuanwei Immortal King would not accept another student.
"Close the disciple." The older disciple gritted his teeth and said, "Couldn't it be a monster like Li Huanhan and Qin Jun? Every monster doesn't know how to practice, it's always higher than others. I see This is what Jiang Xianjun gave me ... "
As the two men talked about this, the ten Baiyun boats moved suddenly, as if they had received any instructions, and suddenly floated forward.
Everyone suddenly murmured, and then saw the older disciples driving the Baiyun boat, turned from the boat's head, bowed halfway in the air to salute, unloaded their swords in unison, bowed their hands.
"This ... this is ..." A young boy who was just beginning to stare at the scene stunned, and just wanted to ask what was going on, he was pressed by the brother beside him to unload his sword and pointed to the sky. .
The teenager wearing the blue (color) disciple's costume quietly raised his eyes and saw seven huge white crane crane spirits soaring above the sky between the clouds above his head. Behind the crane spirit, a silver flashing car appeared in the sky Among the clouds, the four sides of the veil fell from the edge of the car.
"Jiang Xianjun is here." Brother Xidi said in a very low voice, "Removing the sword is to express respect for the thousand-year sword repair. It is a rare luck for you and me to have Jiang Xianjun walking this time."
After the disciples saluted, Bai Yunzhou suddenly spread out and sailed far away in the clouds, and the chariot above Bai Yunzhou followed and hurriedly followed.
Within the flying implement towed by He Ling, Jiang Yinghe read the latest version of the Guan Jian Juan in his hand again, but still couldn't find a suitable night.
There are countless famous swords in the Guan Jian Juan, and some of them will be presented to the best performing disciples at the Sword Assembly to encourage the younger generation of sword repair.
Jiang Yinghe watched it several times, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then heard a familiar sound of footsteps.
Too familiar, he didn't need to open his eyes, he knew it was Li Huanhan.
There was a sound of tea pouring in the hand, and the breath of spirit (dew) was mixed with the light tea fragrance and spread into the palm of the hand with warmth.
Jiang Yinghe opened his eyes and saw that he had brought the tea cup to his hands. While he felt that it was good to have a careful apprentice, he slowly sipped the tea and said, "What about Jun'er?"
Those blood-red eyes gazed, and it seemed that (qiang qiang) had endured something. Li Huanhan's tone was innocent: "Just before flying across Zhongzhou, he met several monster beasts of the Phoenix family, and Brother Qin was escorting the Baiyun boat below."
Jiang Yinghe nodded and thought of the few words on the "Hundred Years of Cultivation Realm" list, criticizing Qin Jun, and he felt more unbelievable and said: "If he is ruined, you will help."
Jiang Yinghe said that he wanted to appease him as usual, only to find that the other party was already so tall. But he just stretched out his hand and stopped in the air, and when (Mo) could not find the other party trying to withdraw, his wrist was caught by Li Huanhan's finger.
Jian Xiu's fingers have always been slender and well-proportioned, thin and powerful, but this hand holding the blood (color) long sword all year round, grasping Master's frost-white skin at the moment, actually felt a little afraid to clench.
This thought only appeared for a moment, and Li Huanhan then remembered that the other party was the two robbery fairy kings in the hole of the virtual realm. It would never be like a fragile porcelain, and it would hurt him so easily.
Jiang Yinghe's skin showed a cold jade-like touch and closed in his palm, but there seemed to be something burning. Li Huanhan's steady heartbeat for a long time, followed the pulse of his wrist suddenly, and he slowly released the master's hand and whispered: "Disciple go help him."
There was something wrong with this voice. For Li Huanhan, this sentence was a bit quick. Together with his loose hand movements, he felt a little strange.
Jiang Yinghe also held the tea cup in the other hand, and the appreciative apprentice in front of him immediately turned out of the He Ling chariot. He looked at his wrist with some doubt, and then looked at the back of Li Huanhan left.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yinghe didn't want to understand for a long time. After a long while, he was holding the tea cup while thinking that this might be the case. "It won't be the apprentice who grew up and doesn't like the master (Mo ) Head comforted ... "

There is no other disciple above the white cloud boat on the edge. It stands to reason that only Qin Jun is alone.
The phrase "escort Bai Yunzhou" is half-truth.
The real factor is that if Qin Jun does not stay here, the row of Baiyun Boats will indeed be impacted by the Phoenix Beast, and the fake part is that he is not meant to protect the group of Penglai disciples.
Several foreign species of the Phoenix race hit the silver-grey (color) sword, and the blood stains slowly snaked down the edge. Qin Jun's sword sharply cut open the heterogeneous head of the Feng ethnic group, and revealed (rolling) the demon pill inside.
At this moment, a whisper of quietly piercing clouds suddenly sounded, and the two alien demon spins out of thin air and flew into the hands of another person.
Qin Jun turned his head and glanced. Sure enough, he saw that the masked night stood at the stern of the boat, his clothes were hunting, and his ink (color) hair fluttered in the wind.
Long night tossed the alien demon in his hand a few times, then threw it into his mouth like a jelly bean, and chewed it. He smiled at Qin Jun as if he was tame and harmless.
"Brother Qin." Chang Ye smiled and said with a smile, "Thank you for the hospitality?"
Qin Jun stood at the same place, the sword in his hand was buzzing, he (gougou) lower lip, (exposed) a bloodthirsty smile.
"There is better hospitality, younger brother-do you want to try it?"
Looking at him with his cheeks in the long night, half of (yan) was like a peony, and the other half was a dark mask. He yawned and bored: "Why, Brother's appetite is so big, do you want to eat me? I heard that Guixiu likes to nibble at the soul of Zhengdao monk, is it true?"
He seemed to be asking questions sincerely, and it just seemed to make a joke: "--Right, Brother Qin? No bloodless (meat rou) evil spirit?"
Qin Jun's body is just a container. His true full combat power should only be shown after abandoning his body.
"Evil Spirit." Qin Jun repeated these two words, irony (color) eyes filled with irony. "Then you, there is a blood of the monster."
Long Night seemed to be completely lifeless, but nodded with a smile, and said, "Brothers like to cut (kill) sha monsters like me. For example, these phoenix species are different, for example, the evil demon guarding the mountain gate, and ... … "