Chapter 72: 72

When he was originally on the earth, he belonged to the autistic social situation of being single at a glance. There are only a few fixed friends in the circle of friends. In addition to games and reading, he is quite indifferent to a certain point. +++ Ranking of the latest Danmei novels: EbookFREE.me
He didn't experience this feeling.
heat.
The whole body was hot and the brain was burning hot. He held the sword with one hand and propped it on the ground, the temperature on the snow sword was the only cold, and even the air sucked into his heart was boiling and heating up.
If Jiang Yinghe was not an early independent man, he would cry at this time.
He pressed this force violently, and felt the obscenity. The unpleasant taste was entwined. Until now, he had not left his side. The smell mixed with the cold fragrance on his body, there was a kind of cold and disgusting (yan yan) special breath.
The Seven-Day Hehuan is the unique thing of the Hehuan Sect, and it is the highest-ranking drug of this kind. Then it is inspired by the magic cultivation of the same virtual reality, even if Jiang Yinghe is clear and unwilling, and his willpower is strong (strong qiang), there are also some irresistible.
His chaotic wiseness returned from time to time, sometimes far away. The sword pendant of Forgetting Sword gently touched the back of his hand, and the fine spike at the end made the skin itch.
Jiang Yinghe fought against him and fought in a tug-of-war with drugs that would kill the will in the body. His eyelashes slowly rolled out. Wet, it was a bit overwhelming at this time.
At this moment, a familiar embrace hugged him and brought him into the normal temperature range.
Li Huanhan hugged him.
The apprentice always had a stern air on his swordsmen, but when he embraced him, he was left with only gentleness.
Jiang Yinghe recognized him, and he was very at ease with his apprentice's character and (sexuality) personality, and even if he was already a cold person, he was even more impossible ...
His thoughts broke off and he suddenly remembered that the apprentice seemed to be ... a bend!
This is not so good, the lonely man and the widowed man ... Jiang Yinghe just wanted to retreat, he was caught by the other party's finger, and a force like Gan Quanqing fed back, supporting the deadlock in his body.
Jiang Yinghe suddenly felt relieved that no one could be fond of people when they bent again! Not to mention that I am his master!
Looking at the awakening of this teacher, he deserves to be bathed in the future of Immortal Dao watered by the core values ​​of socialism!
Jiang Yinghe immediately surrendered a wonderful confidence, hurriedly holding back Huanhan's hand, and whispered in his arms, he asked, "How about the two of them? How is the boundary? Xiao Xuanyu's crippled Yuanshen escaped ..."
"That magic repair is dead."
Jiang Yinghe was startled: "... Are you injured?"
To be able to say this, his own apprentice must have dealt with him. Even if Xiao Xuanyu only has half of the Yuanshen, it is also the hole virtual realm king who is separated from the realm by two realms.
Jiang Yinghe saw that he didn't answer, and when he was about to ask, he suddenly heard the apprentice's dumb voice.
"Master," Li Huanhan seemed to be (qiang qiang) tolerate something. He bowed his head and took a breath around his neck, restrainedly.
Jiang Yinghe had his spiritual support, which was much better than that of Fang Cai. After being reminded by Li Huanhan, I remembered that I was in an awkward situation.
The medicinal effects of 7 days Acacia can only be slowly worn away. He concentrated his attention and closed his eyes to resist the movements in the body.
After Jiang Yinghe closed his eyes, Li Huanhan dared to look away and really took a look at him.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but for Li Huanhan, it is more like a torment than an opportunity.
Master didn't realize his feelings yet, and the timing was not mature, but it was such a period of time that the blossoming plum blossoms that no one had ever seen were revealed in front of his eyes.
He raised his hand and slowly moved his fingers closer to him, passing through the long hair of Master Ink (color), trying to touch his cheek, but stopped again.
Li Huan looked at him staring coldly.
I didn't expect the word "weak" to be used on myself someday.
He raised his lower lip mockingly, watching the blood stains on Jiang Yinghe's cheeks, his fingertips touching the side of his face, and gently wiped off the blood stains.
Master's eyelashes are still moist, and the end of the eyes are flushed. It seems that he has been forced to tears before.
Li Huanhan knew that he was not a good man. His covetousness, greed, and appetite, like being engraved in the bone marrow alive, spread more and more as time went by.
But his cherishment and care are increasing day by day.
Jiang Yinghe heard a deep inhalation across from him.
He divided a ray of thought and asked, "What's wrong?"
The voice did not fall, suddenly there was a footstep in the place where no one was originally, and another heavy spiritual force was introduced from the rear, Qin Jun.
"Brother Qin came." Li Huanhan said.
Jiang Yinghe first "huh", then reacted, suddenly raised his eyes and said: "The enchantment?"
"When the enchantment trembles, Long Night Brother activates the communication token." Qin Jun said.
"……fair enough."
Jiang Yinghe let out a sigh of relief, but thought the move was a little alarming. Since Xiao Xuanyu is dead, even if there is some residual magic energy, it will not have much impact. Penglai sent here to help the aftermath.
He sat in the middle of the two, and could not see the undercurrents when Qin Jun and Li Huanhan were looking at each other. Where the Master could not see them, the two exchanged a line of hostility against each other.
Qin Jun withdrew his gaze and felt the unusual temperature of Jiang Yinghe.
That kind of indifferent Youxiang seems to have the enthusiasm in this moment.
Qin Jun conveyed spiritual power behind his back, palms pressed against his spine across a snow-white shirt.
The last time he held the master, he could feel that the other person's waist was very narrow, and there was a sense of thinness and symmetry. This time, moving a bit from the back to the sides a little, you can better appreciate the lightness of the tentacles.
It's so light, it seems to be lighter than the spirits ferried deep in the ghost realm. Qin Jun lowered his eyes for a moment, and raised his boned hand to make the hair of the master's neck cover regular.
The cold finger bones were blocked, and the gray eyes were opposed to a pair of faces (colors).
Qin Jun looked at Li Huanhan's almost threatening gaze, and casually (gougou) his lower lip and said, "Is there anything uncomfortable for Master?"
He asked for some reason, approaching from the right rear in front of Li Huanhan, and a warm breath swept across Jiang Yinghe's neck.
"If it's still uncomfortable," Qin Jun paused and asked slowly, "Although the disciple's state is not stable, it has reached the primordial state, and can help Master ..."
His words didn't finish.
Because of the long and late night, the whole body exudes the fragrance of suspected green tea, threw it over again, and shouted "Master!" While rubbing to Jiang Yinghe's side-
Then the demon was carried out by Li Huanhan. He was expressionless and calm in his tone: "Little teacher is not enough, just look around."
Stayed a long night and fought: "My realm is already ..."
"Senior Brother is responsible." Qin Jun smiled "in good faith", "How can it make you suffer, suffer?"
Although the three of them did not deal with each other, in front of Jiang Yinghe, they always had to converge a lot. The long night suppresses the urge to fight with paws. It is rare to suppress his temper honestly and watch the two men lose their spiritual power from the side.
Seven days of acacia's medicinal effects and his ice-cold Dao body sawed back and forth. With the support of two disciples delivering spiritual power, Jiang Yinghe finally spent a lot of energy before putting down this uncomfortable energy.
His hair was wet and he exhaled deeply. When he wanted to stand up, he felt that the body emptied by the medicine was weak for a while, and a soft leg rushed up.
Jiang Yinghe's eyes were black, and he didn't know which apprentice was planted in the end. At the same time, because the illusionist was dead, the illusion within the enchantment could not be maintained, and suddenly disappeared at the moment.
He got up from the apprentice's arms with difficulty, and through the gap between the moonlight and his arms, she saw Sister Yan standing opposite her with some of the proselytized disciples under her seat.
Jiang Yinghe was blank.
Yan Caiwei is dumbfounded.
Jiang Yinghe: "Sister ..."
Yan Caiwei in a purple suit was silent for a moment, then responded with a voice, and then tangled for a long while, saying: "Brother Jiang, you ..."
She hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "Will it be too irritating?"
Jiang Yinghe: "... what?"
Yan Caiwei's old face blushed: "Well, Sister has not seen such a big scene."
She paused, swallowed, and said, "That is, the land of the blue building and the wind and the moon, do not avoid others ... not good?"
Jiang Yinghe: "..."
"Ten flying magic instruments Bai Yunzhou, 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 extravagance?"
The Baiyun 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 every ten years compared to the real world. And 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, someone inside the door always said that it was a closed disciple, and Xuanwei Immortal Monarch would not accept any more disciples.
"Close the disciple." The older disciple gritted his teeth, "can'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 they suddenly floated forward.
Everyone suddenly murmured, and then saw the older disciples driving the Baiyun boat, turned around from the boat's head, bowed halfway into the air and saluted, unloaded their swords in unison, and bowed their hands to pay their respects.
"This ... this is ..." A young boy who was just beginning to stare at the scene stunned. 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 clothing quietly raised his eyes and saw seven huge white crane cranes soaring in the sky between the stacked 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 show respect for the thousand years of sword repair. It is a rare luck for you and me to have Jiang Xianjun walking this time."
After the disciples saluted, Bai Yunzhou flew abruptly and drove to the distance in the clouds, and the chariot above Bai Yunzhou followed and progressed steadily.