Chapter 28:

The quiet room of Lan Ruo Temple. +++ Cartino Novel Network EbookFREE.me
"Nine Infants Betray the Contract." A female practitioner dressed in blue said indignantly, "He clearly has a contract with the human race! How dare you attack the Master?"
A person dressed in Yingzhou faction agreed: "Since the demon clan is the first to break the contract, we don't have to abide by the content of the treaty."
Just a little further away, a real of the medicine king valley sighed: "Just (dry gan) Ge Ruoqi, dead and wounded everywhere, the two races are fighting, and the sacrifice is really unbearable."
"Then let Nine Infants eat a Buddhist practice in vain !?"
When the conversation was gradually heated and the content was quite Martian, the long-spoken Zen Qing Abbot suddenly coughed a few times.
Everyone was silent, looking towards Zen Qing, and Xuan Wei Xianjun sitting beside him silently.
According to the age, it is true that the abbot of Zen Qing is older, but he has been stuck in the test for a long time and cannot easily leave the Lan Ruo Temple. Jiang Xianjun is currently the top player in the game.
"It's not my wish to paint life and death." Zen Ching said, "It's just that Lao Qun has something to ask the fairy king."
Jiang Yinghe said: "But it doesn't matter."
"Invite Xianjun to go to the demon clan on behalf of Lao Kun and reconsider the contract with Jiuying."
Jiang Yinghe pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "If he insists on breaking the contract, this seat will take back his demon pill on behalf of the abbot and deter the little change of the night."
These words were too cold and decisive. Even the real people of various factions who had been at the bottom of the battle shuddered.
Chan Qing closed his eyes for a long while, and before speaking, he saw Qin Jun beside Jiang Yinghe suddenly said, "I will go with the teacher."
Jiang Yinghe frowned: "You ..."
Only one word came out of his words, and a long flute suddenly sounded in Lan Ruo Temple. The flute sounded unremarkable, and even jerky at first, but gradually turned melodious. As the sound of music increased, the roar of the beast suddenly sounded around.
It is the roar of the demon clan!
Then, the sounds of thousands of horses and horses suddenly resounded, and the demon races who practiced around the place where Lan Ruo Temple was located were crushed by this flute and bowed in the direction of Lan Ruo Temple. As for the higher demons, they only had time to roar, and then they stopped abruptly and fell to their knees.
Jiang Yinghe suddenly felt a not-so-good hunch. The sound of the flute seemed to be effective only for the demon clan. This is ...
Before he could find any clues in the sound of the flute in his mind, he heard a broken roar, and then thundered, and a giant giant "" smashed the roof beam of Lan Ruo Temple.
Everyone stepped back a few steps, saw a nine-headed beast crushing the house, screamed and screamed in front of Jiang Yinghe, and then, the distant sound of the flute shook sharply, and the nine-headed beast suddenly turned into a human form , Knees hit the ground fiercely and was forced to lower his head to lie on the ground.
Jiang Yinghe was startled, and hesitantly said: "Nine babies?"
The appearance of Nine Infants in the form of (cheng) hasn't changed, and the beast pattern of the demon clan is flowing on his beautiful face. Down, there were only a few low growls that were difficult for humans to make in his throat.
When everyone was shocked to speak, only Qin Jun smiled on his lips and looked at the big demon kneeling on the ground in front of him.
Nine infants seem to still be dissatisfied, and I do n’t know who said to them: "That bald donkey is disrespectful to me, even if I eat it ..."
His words were not finished, the flute stopped, and a burst of blood spurted from Jiu Ying's mouth. It seemed that there was a huge force pressing him to kneel in front of Jiang Yinghe, unable to move.
When Jiang Yinghe was still in the clouds and fog, the persecuted Nine Infant Demon Hammered the ground angrily, but he could only endure authentically: "It is not easy for young people to practice, since it is your order, the young people are all From now on, it's just that since the deity is born, why is it so slow? What are the concerns under the crown! "
Demon Venerable?
Everyone on the scene was shocked by the scene in front of him, and they all took a breath ... but this one was kneeling in the wrong place. If he was forced to apologize, shouldn't he kneel before Zen Qing Abbot?
"As long as there is a crown, sweeping the realm is just a matter of time! If you have anyone who wants ..." Jiu Ying raised his eyes, and the red and blue patterns on his face faintly glowed, and he looked at it with ferocity. Jiang Yinghe glanced, "As long as you give an order, the juniors will surely take everyone back to the crown, no matter how you want to play ..."
This sentence did not know what mechanism was touched. The original melodious flute suddenly passed through the ear. The big demon who was suppressed and even gasping in front of him shouted, and the whole body (shen) lifted up out of thin air. A huge, half-red and half-blue demon appeared in the eyebrows.
The demon broke apart, and the sound of screaming rang through my ears. Half of the split demon pill flew in front of Jiang Yinghe, while the other half spontaneously fell and rolled on the ground.
At the moment when the demon clan shouted, the demon almost lost his consciousness in pain.
Jiang Yinghe took half of the demon pill, but still a bit unreacted. What is this situation. When he was a little dazed, the Chan Qing Abbot next to him suddenly said, "Fairy monarch? This demon lord will be left to my Lan Ruo Temple for disposal."
Jiang Yinghe reflected it and replied: "This is nature."
Zen Qing Abbot turned his eyes, glanced at Qin Jun beside him, and then prompted: "Since Nine Infants' mouth is a dialogue with the demon Venerable in this world, this demon Venerate might have something for Jiang Xianjun ..."
He pondered the wording: "There was an attempt. Please also pay attention to the fairy monk."
Jiang Yinghe nodded his head and didn't fully understand the meaning of Zen. He seriously said: "My generation asked, when facing difficulties, we will not be afraid of others because of others watching, but we will not despise our adversaries."
Looking at his unchanging expression, Zen Qing remembered that he had helped Penglai to eliminate the memory of his estranged feelings. After a long absence, he finally sighed: "Jiang Xianjun is really a first-rate monastic seed."

The final solution to this matter was Lan Ruosi's own business, and Jiang Yinghe did not delve into it.
It's just this half of the demon ... Jiang Yinghe held the red and blue crescent moon demon, and looked at it for a long time in confusion, and then contacted the few words that Jiu Ying said when he was pressed on the ground, and then realized afterwards I thought-this deity Lord Ruoshi, wouldn't you want to soak him!
How could that be possible, he was as straight as a telephone pole! Although Chun. Meng is doing things with men ... although he has always been confessed by the men since the practice of the monastery ... although no female Daoist has yet to look at him ...
Jiang Yinghe's confidence was getting weaker and weaker, and finally he took this little crescent demon pill and fell into reflection: why did he just the same (sexual xing)? Is my (sexuality) problem really going on?
Just when he was undecided, there was a sudden increase in the breath of others, and a clear and lively voice rang from his ears.
"Master!" Chang Ye didn't like to hear people talk about serious matters, so he didn't accompany Jiang Yinghe to discuss with Zhengdao real people before. He didn't approach Jiang Yinghe until now, "Have you finished talking?"
His eyes were sparkling, and his movements slowly shifted over, with a pair of black eyes under his eyes: "Are you going to negotiate with the demon clan? Master, what is this ..."
Long night leaned over, reaching for the little crescent in Jiang Yinghe's hand, and then having a meal in the air, reservedly grabbed his hand.
Jiang Yinghe's hands are beautiful, but his skeleton is well-proportioned and slender, and his hands are not very large. Long Ye's fingertips slipped from the back of his hand and backed gently, the sound near his ears became clearer and more innocent.
"This is very beautiful, suitable for making a hairpin for Master." Long night turned his head, bending his eyes and smiling, "Master is so beautiful, it must be very suitable."
Jiang Yinghe looked at the small crescent with red and blue interlaced in his hand, and looked at this bright and strange color (color). The old subway man looked at the mobile phone. His mind was full of huge common words. He hesitated a moment and said, "Be hairpin?"
"Yeah." Chang Ye took it for granted. "This demon pattern looks good too."
Jiang Yinghe: "... fancy bells and whistles."
His own aesthetic is obviously not like this, but for the sake of the little disciple's face, he didn't say it directly, and asked instead: "Long Ye, you have met Master Hui Jing, come here today, did you touch anything in your heart?"
Long night stunned, blinked and said: "What touch does the Master want the disciples?"
Jiang Yinghe thought for a while and said, "Is there anything about ... the difference between life and death?"
Long Night did not answer directly, but looked at the other person clearly for a moment, then said: "I can't feel it."
"... Can't feel it?"
Nodded in the night, lowered his head and rubbed in the arms of the Master, and said softly: "Only things related to the Master, I feel pain, jealousy, and intolerance in my heart. As for the pain of parting from life to death, in others The body is just another cycle of reincarnation, which will make the disciple ...... pain in the Master. "
Jiang Yinghe was completely stunned, realizing that there was indeed something wrong with the other party's thoughts, and took a slight breath, asking, "Why?"
Long night stared at his eyes, and then he suddenly smiled, wrapped around his waist and full of attachment: "Because you are my master."
Before waiting for Jiang Yinghe to ask, the door suddenly rang, and a strange voice rang.
"During the day of medicine Wang Gu's grief, I heard that Xuanwei Xianjun was looking for a way to heal his hand wounds for his lovers.
When Jiang Yinghe was interrupted, he did not continue to correct the apprentice's idea, but said: "Ye'er, you go out first."
Long night nodded obediently, rising from his arms a little bit reluctantly, giving the master a room to talk.
Just when he closed the door and turned around, he saw Qin Jun standing outside the door.
Qin Jun stared down at the half-bone arm and lifted his eyelids, watching the younger brother's beautiful (yan) pure face dim in an instant, and the nearly morbid sense of lethality (dew) in his eyes appeared from the tip of the iceberg.
"No longer?" Qin Jun asked casually, "It's disgusting."
Long night leaned against the door and smiled at him: "But Master just likes me."
All the bones' hands stretched out, and they clenched suddenly after hearing the words. Qin Jun raised his eyes, and a sharp (killing) meaning was accumulated in the iron gray (color) eyes. He suppressed (killed) the machine, looked away, and looked at the flute in the waist of Long Night.
"You're ruining his trust like this." Qin Jun said, "Are you afraid you won't get anything in the end."
Long night seemed to be touched by a sensitive nerve. The clear eyes in front of Jiang Yinghe were gloomy at this moment, and they dared not approach. The whole body exuded a pathological paranoia.
"Dare you dare to use this to say me?" He glanced at Qin Jun's bone hand, and the words were ironic, "each other."
The author has something to say: Ning fell into the red dust for him and became a painful person. -Lyrics "People are not plants"
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This year, either through cannon fodder or through villains. Hang Hour has the best luck and the oldest form of crossing-wearing Long Aotian this day.
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Combined with adventures, peach blossoms like clouds.
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Later, Hang Hour discovered that he was not the only book wearer.
Hang Hour: The surprise came so suddenly!
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