It was the first time Jiang Yinghe felt this way.
When he was on the earth, he belonged to the autistic social situation that he was single at first sight. There were only a few fixed friends in his circle of friends. Except for games and reading, he was almost ascetic to a certain extent.
He has never experienced this feeling.
hot.
The whole body is hot, and the brain is burning hot. He held the sword in one hand and propped it on the ground, the temperature on the snow sword was the only one that was icy cold, even the air inhaled into the lungs was boiling and heating up.
If Jiang Yinghe hadn't been a man who had become independent early on, he would have cried in pain by now.
He was holding on to this force, feeling that obscene smell was lingering, and it hadn't left his side until now. The bloody smell mixed with the cold fragrance on his body, and there was a cold and sensual smell. special breath.
Seven-day Albizia Juan is a unique product of the Albizia Jubilee Sect, and it is the highest-ranking drug of this kind. If it is induced by the magic cultivator who is also in the Void Realm with the technique of illusion, no matter how pure Jiang Yinghe is and how strong his willpower is, he will still be able to use it. Some are irresistible.
His chaotic mind sometimes returns, and sometimes goes far away. The sword pendant of Wangchenjian gently caressed the back of his hand, and the thin tassel at the end tickled his skin slightly itchy.
Jiang Yinghe used his strength to resist, and was doing a tug-of-war with the drugs in his body that drained his will. His eyelashes were slowly getting wet, and he couldn't hold it anymore.
At this moment, a familiar embrace embraced him, bringing him into the normal temperature range.
Li Huanhan hugged him.
The big apprentice always has a sharp and sharp air on his body, but when he hugs him, there is only a secret gentleness left.
Jiang Yinghe recognized him, and he was very assured of his apprentice's character and personality, and since Huan Han already liked him, it was even more impossible...
As soon as his thoughts were interrupted, he suddenly remembered that the big apprentice seemed to be... crooked!
This is not good, lonely man and widowed man... Jiang Yinghe just wanted to shrink back, but the other party pinched his fingers, and a wave of spiritual power that was as sweet as a clear spring was fed back, supporting the deadlock in his body.
Jiang Yinghe's heart suddenly relaxed - no matter how bent he is, not everyone can fall in love with him! What's more, I'm his master!
Look at this consciousness of respecting the teacher and respecting the way, it is worthy of being bathed in the core values of socialism and growing up in the fairy future!
Immediately, Jiang Yinghe felt a strange sense of self-confidence, and hastily held Huanhan's hand back, pressed it into his arms and asked in a low voice: "Where are the two of them? How about the enchantment? Xiao Xuanyu's incomplete soul escaped..."
"The demon
Xiu died. "
Jiang Yinghe was taken aback for a moment: "...are you injured?"
To be able to say such words, his apprentice must have fought against him. Even if Xiao Xuanyu only has half of his soul left, he is still two realms away from Huanhan. How could he not be injured
Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Yinghe was about to ask more questions when he suddenly heard the senior disciple's slightly hoarse voice.
"Master," Li Huanhan seemed to be forcibly enduring something, lowered his head and took a breath by his neck, and restrained himself, "When you are in trouble, don't mention others."
With his spiritual support, Jiang Yinghe's condition is much better than before. After being reminded by Li Huanhan, I realized that I was in an embarrassing situation, and the predicament was still there.
The effect of the seven-day acacia medicine could only wear off slowly, so he concentrated his attention and closed his eyes to resist the changes in his body.
After Jiang Yinghe closed his eyes, Li Huanhan dared to look away and take a real 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 in his heart, and the timing was not yet ripe, but it was such a period of time that the plum blossoms that had never been seen before were displayed in front of his eyes.
He raised his hand, his fingers approached slowly, passing through the master's black long hair, and when he wanted to touch his cheek, he stopped.
Li Huanhan looked at him blankly.
It never occurred to me that the word "weakness" could be used on myself one day.
He raised his lower lip mockingly, staring at the blood splattered on Jiang Yinghe's cheek, touched the side of his face with his fingertips, and gently wiped away the blood.
Master's eyelashes were still wet, and the ends of his eyes were flushed, as if he had been forced to cry before.
Li Huanhan knew that he was not a gentleman, his covetousness, greed, possessiveness, desire, seemed to be engraved in his bone marrow, and spread more and more with the passage of time.
But his cherishment and care are also increasing day by day.
Jiang Yinghe heard a deep inhalation from the other side.
He parted a wisp of thought and asked, "What's wrong?"
Before he finished speaking, a footstep suddenly appeared behind him where there was no one, and another spiritual force was introduced from behind, which belonged to Qin Jun.
"Junior Brother Qin is here." Li Huanhan said.
Jiang Yinghe let out a "hmm" at first, then reacted, and suddenly raised his eyes and said, "The barrier?"
"When the barrier trembled, Junior Brother Chang Ye activated the communication token," Qin Jun said.
"… fair enough."
Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that this move had alarmed the sect. Since Xiao Xuanyu is dead, even if some
The rest of the demonic energy will not have much influence, and the Penglai faction is here to help with the aftermath.
Sitting in the middle of the two, he couldn't see the undercurrent when Qin Jun and Li Huanhan looked at each other. Where the master couldn't see, the two exchanged a look of hostility.
Qin Jun withdrew his gaze and felt the unusual temperature on Jiang Yinghe's body.
That incomparably indifferent fragrance seems to be warmed up at this moment.
Qin Jun channeled spiritual power from behind his back, and pressed his palm against his back through the snow-white clothes.
When he hugged Master last time, he could feel that the other party's waist was very narrow, with a sense of well-proportioned thinness. This time, I moved a little from the back to the sides, and I could feel the lightness of the tentacles even more.
It's so light, it seems to be lighter than the soul ferrying in the depths of Huangquan. Qin Jun lowered his eyes and stared for a while, then raised his bony hand, and smoothed the master's hair that covered the nape of his neck, as if he couldn't be idle, and then went to pick up the hair that was hanging behind his ears.
The cold finger bones were blocked, and the gray eyes were opposite to a pair of blood red.
Qin Jun looked at Li Huanhan's almost threatening gaze, curled his lower lip unrestrainedly, and asked, "Master, is there anything uncomfortable?"
He asked knowingly, and in front of Li Huanhan, he approached from the rear right, and his warm breath swept over Jiang Yinghe's neck.
"If you're still uncomfortable," Qin Jun paused and asked slowly, "Although the disciple's realm is not stable, he has reached the Yuanshen stage and can help the master..."
He couldn't finish his words.
Because of the long night that came so late, the whole body exuded a suspected green tea fragrance, and rushed over again, shouting "Master!", while rubbing against Jiang Yinghe's side—
Then the monster was carried out by Li Huanhan, his face was expressionless, and his tone was calm: "Young brother is not strong enough, just watch from the side."
Changye stayed for a while, and said: "My realm has already..."
"Senior brother has to bear it." Qin Jun smiled "kindly", "How can I make you suffer?"
Although the three of them did not fight each other, they always restrained themselves a lot in front of Jiang Yinghe. Changye stubbornly suppressed the urge to fight with his paws, it was rare to honestly suppress his temper, and watched the two lose their spiritual power from the sidelines.
The medicine effect of the Seven Days of Albizia and his icy body were back and forth. With the support of two disciples sending spiritual power, Jiang Yinghe finally spent a lot of effort to suppress this uncomfortable energy.
His hair roots were wet, and he let out a deep breath. Just as he was about to stand up, he felt a burst of weakness in his Taoist body, which had been emptied by the medicine.
, A feeling of weakness in the legs suddenly surged up.
Jiang Yinghe's eyes darkened, and he didn't know which apprentice he had fallen into. At the same time, because the illusionist was dead, the illusion in this enchantment could not be maintained, and it also disappeared suddenly at this moment.
He struggled to get up from his apprentice's arms, and through the moonlight and the gap in his arms, he saw Senior Sister Yan standing opposite her with a few direct disciples under her seat.
Jiang Yinghe was at a loss.
Yan Caiwei was dumbfounded.
Jiang Yinghe: "Senior Sister..."
Yan Caiwei, who was dressed in purple, was silent for a moment, then responded, and then hesitated for a while before saying, "Junior Brother Jiang, you..."
She hesitated for a moment, then asked carefully: "Will it be too exciting?"
Jiang Yinghe: "... what?"
Yan Caiwei blushed: "Well, senior sister has never seen such a big scene."
She paused, swallowed, and said: "That's right, in the land of brothel and moonlight, you don't avoid others... Isn't it good?"
Jiang Yinghe: "..."