Qin Jun's long gray hair fell down, and the ghostly aura surged around him, lifting his hair in the wind.
Jiang Yinghe stared blankly at the other person, and when he saw the other person's eyes looking at himself in the same way, the ghost cultivator's embrace was cold and terrifying, and even the place closest to his chest could not feel the breath of life, could not feel the real beat.
"You..." Jiang Yinghe still couldn't believe it, he managed to regain his senses, broke away from the other person's embrace, stood up and took half a step back, his voice trembling slightly.
"You are a ghost cultivator."
His voice has always been as cold as frost, and it hits my ears so suddenly, like scorched snow water, mixed with his hard work over the years, flowing little by little, dripping and shattering.
Jiang Yinghe spread his palms, and kept repeating in his mind the appearance of Qin Jun just protecting himself, and also the real appearance of his flesh and blood, and the evil spirit condensed into a solid body.
The ice-like Xuejian Wangchen condensed into his palm, and the edge reflected a cold light.
The surrounding Yaowanggu cultivators were all stunned, they could only gasp and feel fear. In front of a real half-step golden fairy, they didn't even have the qualifications to run away.
Qin Jun stood opposite him, and the Zhanyun sword beside him trembled, making a long cry of getting rid of its restraint.
Qin Jun's gray eyes had been staring at him closely, and when he saw the sword in Jiang Yinghe's hand, he said in a hoarse voice, "Master..."
"Shut up." Jiang Yinghe took a deep breath, and the Wangchen Sword in his hand was so cold that he almost froze him. He never thought that the second disciple he had cared for for so many years was actually such a high-level ghost cultivator!
So what are the two hundred years before this? An evil cultivator's tease? cheat? Or do they really have a purpose to prepare for future strikes
Jiang Yinghe's mind was in chaos, he tried his best to calm down, and said word by word: "I am not your master. Have you ever recognized me?"
Years of getting along day and night, full of lies and scams, all the way... have you ever recognized me.
"Hundred ghosts in Yunzhou City, I pulled you out of the cocoon of resentment. After more than two hundred years, I devoted myself to cultivating and loving you..." Jiang Yinghe didn't look at him, but only looked at the cold blade of the Wangchen Sword in his hand, But he paused for a while, couldn't continue, and finally just asked in a hoarse voice.
"Qin Jun, if not today, when are you going to do it?"
The person opposite did not answer.
It turns out that this is how it feels to be called by the master's full name... Qin Jun stared at the book in his hand.
Xuejian Wangchen took a step closer, and all the ghost aura in his body was suppressed by him, as if the scene just now had never happened before.
"The disciple never thought of doing it."
His voice was still low and dark, as if there was still a hope of trying to recover. Qin Jun turned to look at the other person's face, and saw that the corners of the master's frost-like eyes were slowly turning red. He couldn't see it at first, but when he approached this step, the faint redness spread rapidly, as if In the next instant, Jiang Yinghe's slightly choked voice would be heard.
He didn't dare to go forward, but he tried his best to calm down and suppress his anxiety, and explained: "The disciple has recovered from the cocoon, and on the way to rebirth, there is only Master alone, and I will not hurt Master."
Jiang Yinghe didn't notice that the corners of his eyes were starting to turn red. His palms were cold, and he felt pain in his chest, but it was only a dull pain for a moment. His emotions couldn't go up or down, he was stuck half-dead in the middle, implicating his internal organs, and he was throbbing with pain.
"This sentence," Jiang Yinghe said, "is it true or not?"
His voice fell into the widow's residence and echoed again, making it hard to breathe.
Jiang Yinghe closed his eyes, his mind was in a mess, he barely had time to concentrate, he didn't have time to think about whether he could find another genius who could be recognized by the system after losing Qin Jun, but was thinking that if this matter is not handled properly, everything will be calm. There will be another turmoil in the comprehension world.
Qin Jun's identity is too clear, the half-step golden fairy's ghost cultivation and cocoon recovery, except for the master of the world's ghost sect three thousand years ago, he doesn't think about him. And when such a once famous evil cultivator is suddenly exposed, it is inevitable that he will become angry from embarrassment and cause harm to others.
Jiang Yinghe let go of his hand slightly, inserted the Wangchen sword into the ground, and said in a low voice, "You go."
Qin Jun was completely stunned, as if he didn't understand what he said.
"Master and apprentice love each other deeply, it's a joke. Since you don't intend to do anything to me, then leave when you've had enough fun." Jiang Yinghe's tone paused, swallowing back the slight sobs that had welled up in his throat, trying to hold back the indifference on the surface Ru Bing, "From now on, I have nothing to do with the Suzerain."
"Who wants to have nothing to do with you."
Qin Jun clenched his palms tightly, and the anxiety and hostility belonging to the evil cultivator flashed across his eyes. He seemed to be touched by the point he was most worried about and feared the most, and there was a frightening fierceness all over his body. The sentence blurted out, but then he held back his temper and said in a low voice: "Master, don't have nothing to do with me, I want to stay by your side..."
His words didn't work.
Jiang Yinghe drew his sword backhand, held the sword and glanced at Qin Jun, then turned around and walked outside. After only a few steps, he realized that outside the Sword Immortal's Abandoned Mansion, where the sky was originally clear, day turned into night in an instant.
Looking carefully, it is not night, but ghosts and resentful spirits all over the sky, gathering together covering the sky and covering the sun, and there are countless ghost cultivators condensed into entities below, like a tide, and there are countless ghost cultivators whose cultivation base is in the Nascent Soul Stage , Surrounding this place is like a real nether world.
The place where ghost cultivators live is underground, which is equivalent to the opposite side of this world. After death, those who do not protect the reincarnation will enter the opposite side of the world, which is called the ghost domain, also known as the nether world.
All the Nascent Soul and Ghost Cultivators who could condense into entities and activate their minds knelt outside, their voices piercing through the sky: "The Hong Zhong of the Nether Realm vibrates, I will wait for the suzerain—"
Jiang Yinghe stopped in front of the endless dark ghosts, and heard Qin Jun's deep and hoarse voice.
"Master." When he read these two words, he felt the same as before, but something broke through those endless restraints, revealing his truest desire, "Stay by my side."
When Jiang Yinghe was slightly silent, Qin Jun continued: "As long as you stay by my side and go back with me, I will clear the way for these monks from the Medicine King Valley."
Jiang Yinghe's hand holding the sword tightened suddenly, and he was so angry that he almost wanted to go back and stab him to death, but thinking that Qin Jun was an evil spirit, and the entity formed by the evil spirit would not bleed even if pierced, so he suppressed his anger and gave up. Unable to hide his emotions, he said: "... wolf-hearted."
"Otherwise," Qin Jun stared at him without blinking, "Even if I don't do anything, these people will all die here."
He walked a few steps closer, reached out his hand to cover the back of Jiang Yinghe's sword-holding hand, and said in a hoarse and slow voice, "Master, I will not hurt you, as long as you stay by my disciple's side, don't leave me."
Jiang Yinghe didn't know how to scold him, so he took a breath slowly, then calmed down a little, turned his head to Shou Yongzhou and said, "If you go back, don't tell my senior brother, this time, it's me who knows people. clear."
He paused, and then said: "If my senior brother asks, he will say that Jun'er and I have traveled far and wide, and the date of return is uncertain... It's just that the sword pendant cannot be handed over for you."
Jiang Yinghe thought very clearly, if Qin Jun only had this appeal, then it would be safest for him to stay for now, and he probably wouldn't care about these orthodox monks in the Medicine King Valley. Now is not the time to throw a tantrum... form is stronger than people.
He took it out of his sleeve
A light pink sword pendant was returned to Chou Yongzhou, and after looking around for a week, he said to Qin Jun: "Surrounded by ghosts, suzerain please open the way."
These words were clear and cold, as if this was Jiang Yinghe's original appearance, from the inside to the outside, like a moonlit night, frosty and extremely indifferent.
But this is not what Qin Jun has seen before. The master has always been indifferent and gentle to him, and even when he scolds and blames, he shows special kindness and preferential treatment.
Qin Jun felt like a piece of iron had fallen in his heart, it was terribly heavy, and he fell down with his few hopes, and the bottom was bottomless.
He raised his hand and waved, instantly scattered all the ghosts surrounded by this place, like opening a gap of sunlight between dark clouds, leaving a safe path.
Under the horror and silence of the crowd, the green-clothed Shou Yongzhou took the sword pendant, bowed deeply to Jiang Yinghe, and said, "Please take care of the fairy. No matter what, don't give up."
Jiang Yinghe obviously didn't understand what he meant, and his heartache passed slowly. After thinking for a long time, he only felt that Qin Jun probably hadn't had enough fun, and didn't want to go to other places. In his heart, Qin Jun was even After changing his identity, his sexual orientation is still straight and straight, and he is a man, so there should be nothing wrong with him.
But Chou Yongzhou doesn't think so, the Ice and Snow Dao Body plus the realm of the Hollow Realm is definitely the best furnace in the minds of many evil cultivators... I heard that ghost cultivators suck souls, and the eyes of the suzerain are already extremely clear However, Immortal Xuanwei's thousand-year ice and snow Taoist body may be tarnished by evil cultivators.
Although Jiang Yinghe didn't understand what he ordered, it didn't prevent him from agreeing blindly: "I know, you go."
After Chou Yongzhou got up, every monk of Yaowanggu bowed to the figure of Xuanwei Xianjun before leaving, silent and dignified.
The road Qin Jun opened up was not wide. When they walked out of the abdication mansion, the evil spirits on both sides were about to drool, but because the suzerain was at the side, they dared not speak.
Everyone left, and the surroundings were suddenly silent.
Jiang Yinghe stood where he was, and put the Wangchen Sword in his hand into his Taoist body, suppressing the clanging sound of the sword.
He sighed and said, "Sect Master, why do you..."
He only said these few words before being stopped by Qin Jun. The hand that originally covered the back of Jiang Yinghe's hand was moved between the fingers and clasped tightly.
Qin Jun embraced him from behind, rested his chin on Jiang Yinghe's shoulder, and buried himself in his neck, taking a deep breath, his voice was unbearably hoarse.
"Don't call it that..." His final
With a slight breath, "Call me like before, okay?"
He held Jiang Yinghe's hand and waist by the way. He didn't know what to say. He turned his head helplessly and asked, "You evil cultivators, do you just like teasing others so much? You won't even give up after being exposed."
Qin Jun didn't answer, and even tightened his grip. Jiang Yinghe could feel the slight warmth in his palm.
"Master," he continued, "it's Jun'er, okay?"
Although this is only a question sentence, there is an air of paranoia bordering on madness at the end of the sentence. An inexplicable warning sounded in Jiang Yinghe's heart, and he was very flexible and said: "Okay... Jun'er."
The breath of the people around him became much safer all of a sudden, Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly heard Qin Jun's whispered inquiry.
"You just... are you very sad?"
Jiang Yinghe sighed, and said, "Yeah, I'm about to piss me off... Let go."
He almost cried himself out.
Jiang Yinghe struggled with his fingers, and after a while, Qin Jun reluctantly let go of his hand. When he saw Jiang Yinghe turned around, his ink eyes watched him calmly.
He slowly inspected Qin Jun's whole body, and then said: "...I admired you in person, and this is still the same today. It was my preconceived ideas that caused a leaf to blind me and not see Mount Tai. It turns out that the master of the ghost sect I admired, Right in front of me."
"Master..."
Jiang Yinghe didn't stop him from continuing to shout, but rubbed the center of his brows, and said, "Since you don't attack me, then you have coveted the righteous fairy sect? Then is the female cultivator you admired real or fake? Is it true?" Is there someone else?"
Qin Jun looked at him intently, moved closer, and replied: "There is someone I really admire. As for the righteous immortal sect... If the master wants to protect, Jun'er will not move a single bit."
How could Jiang Yinghe believe his nonsense so easily, and asked, "Then what do you keep me for?"
Qin Jun stared into his eyes, and said solemnly: "Go back to the Netherworld and borrow with me."
Together... Co-borrow
Jiang Yinghe was completely stunned. He became dull for a moment, and then searched in his mind for the meaning of the word Helen...Only between Taoist couples can Helen Shuangxiu. He didn't know how it turned in his mind, but his first reaction was to think that Qin Jun would act as a Taoist partner again after Qin Jun's master-student trick was accidentally exposed.
"You, you..." Jiang Yinghe paused for a moment before saying angrily, "Then what about the girl you like?"
Qin Jun: "I don't like
Female… "
"It turns out that your admiration and love are just lip service, a temporary joke?" Jiang Yinghe really didn't restrain himself, and cut off the other party's words when he heard the word "dislike", and cursed again: "Aquaman... scumbag!"
Qin Jun: "...Sea King, what is it?"
——
When Li Huanhan arrived here, the Sword Immortal's Abandoned Mansion, which was originally intact, collapsed and was in chaos, with ghost energy constantly surging.
He was dressed in black clothes, the hem of which was lifted by the cold wind, and he glanced at the scene with gloom in his blood eyes, and the Nirvana Sword in his hand trembled suddenly, and the red light was dazzling.
Nowhere to be found, no trace left, only ghostly aura scattered around...
Come one step later.
Li Huanhan didn't have any confidence in Qin Jun's character, and didn't know where that bastard took Master. At this moment, a melodious sound of a flute suddenly came from above the originally silent residence.
Li Huanhan raised his eyes suddenly, and saw a beautiful young man in crimson sitting on the towering ancient tree above, the red clothes were like the lingering clouds dyed through the clouds when the sun shines down.
Changye stopped playing the flute, felt a strong killing intent surge in the other party's gaze, smiled and said, "Long time no see, Senior Brother Li."
Li Huanhan didn't respond.
"Senior brother Qin... probably took Master to the Nether Realm, right?" Chang Ye stroked the green flute in his hand, "When I came, I happened to see Wangui return to the Nether Realm, but it's a pity, I can't beat Senior Brother Qin now."
He tapped the flute in the palm of his hand, and when he saw Li Huan gave him a cold glance, he immediately turned into a light and rushed to the Netherworld.
Chang Ye watched him leave, his eyes were faintly bright, he couldn't tell what was going on in his mind, even the curve of his lips was fake.
He stretched out his hand, stroked the soft sword at his waist, and said to himself: "... Master, he only likes me, and I am the most obedient one."
The wind passed silently. Changye counted the time in his heart, seemed to think of something, and smiled.
"Uncle Xiaoyun, I'm sorry."
He touched the flute hole, sat on the ancient wood and looked at the sky.
On the other side, Yun Buxiu, who accompanied Chang Ye back to Penglai, woke up leisurely, and the boy in red who was sitting in front of him drinking with him was nowhere to be seen.
He froze for a moment, thinking that he was still dreaming, and then he saw a tall monster wearing a long fur robe coming over, with a pair of distinctive tiger ears on his head, leaning over to sniff him, his body There was an aura of demon cultivators in the primordial spirit stage.
Cloud endlessly: "..."
The cloud kept on not daring to move.
Then, he heard the other party's rough and low voice.
"You are finished, your nephew married you to me."
Cloud endlessly: "???"
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