Chapter 85:

The swim seems to be ups and downs: "I know that I am protecting him. If it is not because of his troubles in the past, you will not fall into such a situation!"
Wen Jing said: "What happened in the past?"
Jun Yanzhi clenched his lips.
The game seemed to sneer: "After you ascended into a fairy, he was still not robbed during the robbery. After you became a fairy, you need to retreat for three or five years, and you have to make a mistake when you just left the customs. You So he was exiled to the world for thousands of years, all because of him. You are not willing to kill him!"
"What happened in the end?"
The tour seemed to squint: "When you left the customs, you were catching up with the purple hibiscus for three thousand years. Ziwei the Great especially liked this kind of flower, and then banqueted the group together to watch it, even the little fairy who just stepped into the fairy world is no exception. The purple hibiscus grows at the junction of Shangling and Tianjie, but the Ziwei Emperor leads the group to see the fairy. How can anyone in the spirit world dare to stir up his interest? However, this snake with a high height is gone!"
"Going to find the illusory son?"
"Xianxian has three days of robbery, others are robbing, all are robbery, electric robbery, wind robbery, he is good, but there is a love robbery! He had a god-cultivation, and when the robbery came, it actually controlled I can't live in my heart, and I am in love."
Wen Jing couldn't help but say: "On the time of the robbery, I found out that there is love?"
The tour sighed: "You have been retreating for most of the last millennium. Although you have been sleeping together, he has appeared in a serpentine form. He has raised a pet and has not thought of other aspects. The heavens make it happen. After you fly up, the robbery comes. When he is in the robbery, he suddenly understands the intention of you. Isn’t it the devil?

"........."
"It's a pity that he can't find you in the heavens, but he can't stand the evil spirits in the body. Although he is desperately suppressing, he is still unbearable. When the purple hibiscus flower is opened, the purple micro-emperor sues to the spirit world, and the group of fairy tales enjoy the flowers. I don’t want to go to the horror. The snake doesn’t know what to think, but he’s not afraid to die.

The face of Jun Yan looked at the ground with no expression.
The game seemed to pause for a while before whispering: "After he went, the demon who was watched by the gate could not stop. At that time, there should be something. The 13-year-old son of Ziwei the Great was wandering around. After seeing him, he said that he was trying to catch A snake came to feed his eagle and asked him to collect him. He naturally refused, and made a trick under his eagerness, and even killed the child."
Wen Jing said: "How can he kill the true fairy when he is in the robbery period?"
"You don't know, this child is born in the fairyland of Ziwei Emperor. Although he was born as a true fairy, it is not like you and me. It has been practiced for thousands of years. The skill and cultivation are just equivalent to the immortality of the Mahayana period. This child is born noble, no one dares to provoke, so he is used to some characters who are arrogant and bully, and some do not know how to be tall."
"When this child dies, Ziwei Emperor must not spare him."
"Ziwei's great emperor has the ability to pass through the heavens and return to life, but it is only for the body, the true immortal death, the gods dissipate, and there is no possibility of surviving. Jun Yanzhi was caught in front of Ziwei Tian Yan is angry and wants to destroy his and destroy his soul. The group of immortals don’t dare to say anything, but they didn’t expect it...
The tour sighed.
"What did you think of?"
I didn’t want to see him: "...I didn’t expect it, but at this time, the imaginary son jumped out, holding the giant scorpion and bearing the thunder of the great emperor, and immediately the gods were destroyed. The pain of Jun Yan did not want to be born, and the moment was magical, even The real fairy who was slightly lower was controlled by it. At that time, it was dark, it was the winter without moon, the snow fell, the purple hibiscus fell, and there was no light between the heavens and the earth."
Wen Jing can't help but hold the hand of Jun Yanzhi: "He will be trembling in the winter without moon..."
The tour seems to follow: "There is no need to say more afterwards. Your soul is expelled to the secular world, never returning, and you must not live fifteen years old. You are killed by Ziwei, and the soul is dissipated. , it is the completion of this case."
Wen Jing silently speechless, and looked up and asked: "Since his soul has dissipated, why can he reincarnate?"
The tour seemed to be a little tired and said: "When he died, the magic was entangled in the soul, and it drifted around. After the millennium, it was a catastrophe in the lower spirit world. The magic between the heavens and the earth was raging, and the magic was arrogant. Borrowed and reborn."
Jun Yanzhi holds the hand of Wen Jing, and both of them are silent.
The tour seemed to calm down slowly, and said to Wen Jing: "For him, you have been desperately fighting with me more than once. This is not the purpose of my trip. You only remember one thing, now that you are not following me for him, There is only one chance in this world. If you can't become a fairy, you will return to the secular world, but he will stay in the spiritual world, and then I will not be able to pick you up."
Wen Jing nodded: "Thank you for visiting the brothers to help."
The tour seems to listen to the "sister brother" who has never heard it in the past thousand years. He has mixed feelings in his heart. For a long time, he said faintly: "I have seen you as a younger brother since childhood, and you have the same personality as this monarchy. I also Nothing to say, just do it yourself."
"Thank you for visiting the brothers."
The elephant looks like a big turtle who is still in the arms of Wen Jing. Suddenly said: "This turtle is afraid that the intellect can never be opened. You feed it with plain heart and white fruit. In the future, you will go to the spiritual world with it. soul."
Wen Jing quickly said: "Okay."
It is like standing in the window, purple black robes and ground, side face in the moonlight, a soft light, whisper: "A few thousand years has passed, you practice well, will come again in the future."
"Yeah." Wen Jing suddenly felt a sense of heart, pulling the way of the monarchy, "you can take care of your brother."
The game seemed to bow down, but suddenly changed his face. The corner of his mouth showed a sinful laugh from the beginning. He looked up at Jun Yan and said, "Don't forget to heal Wenjing."
"...I know." Jun Yanzhi blinked.
The game seems to be a faint blue light, and it dissipates.
Wen Jing did not understand: "What hurts me?"
Jun Yanzhi teased the big turtle in Wen Jing’s arms and did not answer:
What did you hate me in the past?

Wen Jing is not snoring. What do you hate? It’s too late to feel bad...
He looked down at the head of the big turtle and whispered: "Brother, now things are almost solved. What are you going to do next?"
Jun Yanzhi said: "I will solve Zhao Ningtian first."
"Ok."
The moonlight was soft and the two were a little tired. Jun Yan took him to the bed and pulled it, lying face to face. The big turtle slowly climbed down from the bed and went to the door.
Jun Yan's likes to be so grumpy and mutual hope, Wen Jing is the most embarrassing about this kind of tenderness, clearing the scorpion: "Tonight, don't have to go to the hall to wait for your healing disciple?"
Jun Yanzhi hooked his neck, his eyes were like water, and he slowly put his lips on it: "Teacher?"
Wen Jing felt that he had blown up a piece in his head, from the top of his head to the heel, and even the things had signs of awakening. He couldn’t help but groan. "Well brother... um... brother..."
Two lips gently embraced him.
Wen Jing did not know what to do. Jun Yanzhi’s hand was placed on the back neck. Wen Jing wanted to explore his clothes and touched it. He had to let him bite slowly.
Jun Yan’s self-discipline is now ashamed, and he’s so impatient that he’s not what he is. What’s wrong?
The deeper the kiss, the more the Wen Jing half-closed his eyes, unable to control the belt of Jun Yan, and his hands sneaked in and affixed his warm skin: "Brothers..."
"Ok?"
Jun Yanzhi grabbed his hand and pulled it out behind him. He turned the Wenjing over and turned it into a posture with a chest and a back. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His right hand slipped into the trousers of Wen Jing, and the slender fingers slowly stroked.
Wen Jing’s hands were caught by him and could not move behind. The pants fell to the knees and twisted his legs and whispered.
Good, so comfortable...
After a short time, Jun Yanzhi let him go, and Wen Jinghong rubbed his face and grabbed the quilt.
He criticized: "Do you want to be a brother?"
Jun Yanzhi bowed his head: "I am going to the Qing Dynasty Hall to heal people, change the day."
"... um." Wen Jing watched as he sat up and sorted out his clothes. He didn't dare to come hard, and he didn't know how to seduce him. He was so anxious that he was burning his heart. He has scars on his face, and his face is terrible. Even if he takes off his clothes, he can only scare people. How can he be used to hook people?
"Senior brother, wait for you to cure those people, we will be better again..." Wen Jinghong scratched his face and scratched his head.
"Yeah." Jun Yan's faint nod. "You rinse, I go first."
"it is good."
Seeing that Jun Yanzhi flew to the main hall, Wen Jing rushed out to hug the big turtle, and there was a cry in his voice: "Six-frequency, what should I do? How to do it? How to seduce it? I just called him so he was indifferent. ""
The big turtle squinted and didn't understand what was going on.
"No... I have to give him a powerful medicine..." Wenjing swayed the body of the big turtle and asked, "You said that if I give him medicine, is it too sloppy?"
Big □ stunned: "........."
"I don't think this kind of thing can be generalized. I am very happy with my brothers. It is also fun to give him medicine. What do you say?"
Big turtle: "........."
"That's good, since you agree, let's go in a few days..."
At this moment, there was a far cry from the fight, and several disciples shouted: "Zhao Ningtian is crazy! Let's make way!"
The big turtle's head moved.
Wen Jing subconsciously picked up the big tortoise, only that he was anxiously swaying, and softly pacified: "You are waiting in the house, don't run around, I will avenge you."
After that, he set the big turtle to lock the enchantment in the room, and then lifted the Sword of Sword and went along the source of the noise.
The noisy tears have been going to the Qingxu Temple. From time to time, the disciples’ calls were made. Wenjing climbed all the way, but he saw a group of people coming to the front. The leader was Yunxi Elder.
I saw a blue light from the elders of Yunxi, and surrounded Zhao Ningtian, who was distributed by the cloak, and died.
"Ah-!" Zhao Ningtian gave a cry of heart and lungs, and lowered his head in confusion.
Qingguang was surrounded by Zhao Ningtian and slowly descended on the bluestone ground, and returned to the Yunxi elders.
Everyone wraps around him, waiting quietly
After a short time, the low-hanging head moved slightly, and Zhao Ningtian opened his eyes and looked around in disappointment, and instantly became an extreme fear.
"What are you going to do?"