Chapter 54: 54

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.
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. Long night rolled the throat knot, swallowed a bite of sweet blood, watching Jiang Yinghe's eyebrows.
He has been sleeping (sleeping Shui) for too long, and Jiang Yinghe is the first person he saw after opening his eyes.
The spiritual power of the cold (sexual) body covers the wound, and the sword wound gradually heals. Candle shadow moved slightly, seemingly illuminating 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 clear, as if 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 belongs to the men and women (killing sha), which is suitable for all ages, (killing sha). Sexual xing) to cover 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 not recovered, 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 rubbed by that red-eyed monk (bad zao) ... it should be to unlock his frozen return.
He found a suitable reason to hide his subtle love for this care and warmth.
The sound of rain pours and the dream is stable.
Perhaps after a long time, he will 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 a day, 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 Jingya Cliff, and even the He Ling outside the Xuan Gate was awakened and whispered outside.
Then, the Xuanmen slammed open, a huge ugly beast blocked the Xuanmen door, screamed in pain, and screamed a few times.
Jiang Yinghe looked away, looking at the silver-gray (color) 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 collapsed at the door of Xuanmen, and a figure wearing a dark (color) robe stood twisting Beside the human form, pull out the sword from the back of the fierce beast.
Qin Jun drew 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 siblings can play first.
"Master," he came back only after hearing Jiang Yinghe's exit from the customs. At this time, he saw with a happy expression, "This animal brutally attacked the disciple, and the disciple caught him back for a while." Take a sword and shred 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 infant seats?"
Qin Jun said: "It's just a beast. I heard that Master Zun accepted a new disciple. It 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 demon race 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, and the demon clan at his feet saw Long Ye for a moment, then froze for a moment, then a broken roar from his throat, seemed to want to say something, and finally spit out a blood and lowered his head to hit On the ground, I didn't even dare to look 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 content of the contract and letting me deal with it."
The fierce beast on the ground moved, and raised his eyes to the monk in front of the fairy, and the hole in the body that was cut out by the sword 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 struggles were weak when he saw the long night, not to mention 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 should not create (kill sha) debts, all creatures have spirits, which will not be good for future disasters."
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, I saw that it was just a little bit The long night of fear, suddenly "very scared" plunged into the arms of the master.
Qin Jun's hand stopped in the air, staring at the "innocent" young boy, and suddenly felt the same feeling about Li Huanhan's mood.
He condensed his fingers, looking 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?"
Jiang Yinghe protects his heart and Yuan Ying, and beside his ear is the Yuan God Thunder Tribulation rolling over the sky. He whispered: "I am afraid that the ghost in your body has not been completely removed before. ... "
His words flickered, and his eyes fell on Jun'er's right hand.
The original muscles and bones are well-proportioned, evenly slender fingers and forearms, all the blood (meat rou) attached to the bones are removed, and only the cold bones and the remaining fascia are exposed. The original dark (color) robe was permeated by blood stains, emitting a thick blood gas.
Jiang Yinghe didn't even know what to say for a while.
He split his hand and touched the opponent's phalanx, making a move.
The clouds on the horizon were suddenly sinking, and a sky of thunder slammed down into the center of the ghost.
Generally speaking, the monks will stay away from the Taoist friends. One is that if their realm is reached and the sky is hung high, other people will provoke their own thunder. The other problem is that if they are too close, the sky Ray can't tell others.
Jiang Yinghe is a hole in the virtual realm. Although he was not difficult when facing the thunder tribulation in the Yuanshen period, he was frowned upon by the pressure of the heavenly body.
"your hands……"
Jiang Yinghe only asked halfway, and slowly grasped Jun'er's finger, saying: "... Master will find a way."
His voice was low, with the kind of gentleness that no one else was qualified to hear. Qin Jun Mingming is a bloodless (meat rou), and does not need the heart to beat, but at this moment, he felt that the human heart in the cavity (chest xiong) was shaking violently.
He suddenly grasped Jiang Yinghe.
"Master," Qin Jun's voice was slightly hoarse, like rubbing on sandpaper, and sounded loudly in the ear, "If I really become a ghost, Master ... Would you like me? ? "
He rarely said that.
Jiang Yinghe raised his eyelashes, and ink (color) eyes looked at him for a moment, as if promised: "Master will not make you look like that."
Gloomy ghost spirits spread around, oscillating as the sky thundered. Qin Jun lowered his eyes and said nothing to Tian Leijia, but stared at the fingers Jiang Yinghe held with him.
There are indeed many evil thoughts rolling in his heart, clamoring (dry gan) to disturb reason. For example, at this moment, his master held his hand and was close at hand. The biggest thought in his heart was to him back, raise it, and put it in a place that only he could see.
But no.
He has never realized so clearly like this that what he wants to see is Jiang Yinghe now.
He never wanted to see that day when Xue Jian forgot to face him.
Where did Jiang Yinghe know what Juner was thinking, he recalled Qin Jun's path of practice over the past 100 years, while thinking of a remedy ... Although this hand does not seem to affect the movement, it can't be like this! In this way, when Jun'er finds a companion, which female practitioner can't be afraid?
Jiang Yinghe felt like an old father. None of the three cubs had a good feeder. Needless to say, he couldn't help but find a wife in the future.
It is not easy for Yuanying to break through to the thunder of Yuanshen. In the entire cultivation world, after breaking through the Yuanshen, you can be respected as a real person. Which one is not a preparation for hundreds of years, only to find a good day and a day to attract Tianlei, how can Juner like this ...
Jiang Yinghe guarded his heart and told him, "Suddenly, it can only be braced, Jun'er ..."
As soon as his words fell, he felt that Qin Jun seemed to be unable to support himself and bowed his head to hug himself.
Jiang Yinghe sighed and said, "This kind of thing, even I can't help you, I can only do the last insurance for you. What's the use of being close to me?"
"Useful." Jun's voice came with a hoarse similar to (dry gan) thirst, "Master, let me hug me."
His arms tightened around Jiang Yinghe's waist, and he pulled out the opponent's waist from the wide stack of fairy robes (gougou), only to realize that Jiang Yinghe's waist was so thin.
Jiang Yinghe wore many layers of clothes on weekdays. Although it looked misty and dusty, he could not see his specific figure. Only when he was wrapped in his arms and held in his palm, he could feel him. Body temperature.
Too light, Qin Jun almost feels no weight when he touches it in his palm, and the other party can get out of his control with a slight twist.
He subconsciously grasped tighter and heard the helpless voice of the master: "Can this give you the power to cross the robbery?"
What Jiang Yinghe said by saying this was to encourage him to bravely face the Heavenly Tribulation. There are always so many ups and downs in life ... not to mention the fact that there is still oneself, even if he cannot be promoted, he will not destroy the foundation of his practice.
But I didn't expect that the second apprentice who was independent (qiang qiang) and who was good at chopping and playing first on weekdays, so close to his shoulder for the first time, responded with a deep tone: "Can."
Jiang Yinghe: "..."
This child can't teach anymore.
When Jiang Yinghe was swiped into the screen by this thought, he saw that the progress bar of Ajiang Master's system suddenly jumped again, and the system also appeared pink (color) bubbles, and compared his heart to him.
Jiang Yinghe: What are these!

Thundercloud rolled.
This cross-robbing vision alarmed everyone, and even the traveling ghosts went violent with them. 91g