Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Chapter 37

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It was the first time Jiang Yinghe faced such a situation where he couldn't explain why.

When he made a private deal with the goblin before and bought Huan Han wolf ears for camouflage, he never expected that he would face this kind of thing.

Jiang Yinghe was inexplicably angry, annoyed why both of them were carnivorous monsters, Ye'er brought himself a pair of rabbit ears? He endured and endured, and still said: "What kind of master, it's not what you think, we just live together."

The smile on the little boss's face stopped abruptly, looking at him like looking at a pure young rabbit who was abducted by the uncle in his teens, he took a sneak look at the two carnivorous monsters, leaned over and said, "I live with you!" ? Not your partner? Beauty Rabbit, are you too innocent?"

... What is the name of the beauty rabbit...

Jiang Yinghe took a deep breath, and realized that he really couldn't communicate with the other party, so he could only say: "I will pay attention, thank you for sending the things."

The deer demon hasn't realized that he has touched someone's minefield, so he is friendly and talkative: "No thanks, take care of yourself!"

Jiang Yinghe nodded slightly, then turned around and returned to the disciples, and put away the directional communication token he bought together with the small porcelain box.

"What did you buy?" Li Huanhan asked, "Master has been chatting with him for so long."

Jiang Yinghe didn't believe he didn't hear it, and the distance wasn't too far. When he thought of what the little boss said just now, he made up the picture inexplicably, paused for a moment, and said, "Didn't you just keep listening?"

Li Huanhan didn't hide it, nodded slightly and said: "Master is really beautiful."

Jiang Yinghe: "...you are so capable, why didn't you tell that demon object of yours?"

Bah, this damn kid is nothing.

He just finished talking about this, and wanted to turn his head to educate Chang Ye, but before he could speak, a piece of sugar cake was stuffed into his mouth.

Xiao Changye bent his eyes, fed a piece of pastry bought on the way to Master, then leaned over and said, "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Yinghe bit off the sugar cake that was half stuffed in his mouth, his taste was melted by the sweet thing, he forgot what he was going to say, and without noticing for a while, the little apprentice in front of him suddenly moved closer, and his ruddy lips kissed quickly like a dragonfly. With a swipe, he licked off the candy residue between his lips.

Before Jiang Yinghe could react, the sound of wind suddenly exploded in his ears. The blood-red blade of the sword came across from the other side of him, scratched half of Changye's cheek, cut off a few strands of black hair that fell from him, and only half an inch could penetrate his shoulder.

Li Huanhan's eyes were gloomy, cold

Lips: "To provoke me on purpose?"

Chang Ye licked his lips as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "Brother, are you serious? You don't need me to provoke you, you are already a demon cultivator. What's more, if you have someone you like, what do I have to do with you if I act like a baby with the master?" relation?"

Li Huanhan's gaze became colder and colder, and the Nirvana Sword in his palm, together with the owner's heart, let out a whisper of eagerness to try. Just when the blood in his eyes was getting darker, and the atmosphere was so tense that it was about to explode, a person suddenly appeared in the weaving crowd, and bumped into Jiang Yinghe directly.

He immediately withdrew his sword, turned his wrist to block the approacher, and protected the master behind him.

Pulled by him, Jiang Yinghe took a step back, and saw a jackal with animal ears emerging from the street, as if smelling something. After going around twice, he exposed a row of fangs towards himself.

"Rabbit spirit?" He seemed greedy, "How much money do they give you, follow me! I'll give you double!"

Jiang Yinghe: "...do you have such a big prejudice against rabbit monsters?"

The jackal chuckled and said, "Anyway, you guys are in heat anytime, you look so good-looking and you follow two men, isn't that what you do?"

This jackal seemed to be drunk, with the smell of alcohol on his body, and his mouth was about to flow out, reminding Jiang Yinghe that when he was just practicing Taoism, he met several demon cultivators who coveted him like this person...

It's just that those demon cultivators were killed one by one by Wangchen's sword.

But it was different at this moment, this moment was in the realm of the demon clan, Jiang Yinghe just wanted to handle it carefully and act in a low-key manner, when he saw Li Huanhan who stood in front of him raise his sword and stabbed him to death.

Jiang Yinghe: "... well done."

It's natural that he can't be blamed for protecting him and treating him well, but the other party is too obviously influenced by the inner demon, and his behavior seems to be a lot more impulsive.

As he was thinking, he took Li Huanhan's hand and stroked the back of his hand as if smoothing his hair: "Don't be angry, I'm fine."

Li Huanhan's black status bar dangled right under Jiang Yinghe's eyes, shifting and jumping back and forth between 97% and 100%. Stabilized at 97%, retracted the blood sword.

Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Huanhan's low, slightly aggressive voice.

"Is this the place you chose?"

This sentence was said to Chang Ye.

Chang Ye at the side glanced at the corpse on the ground, and looked away without any change in emotion: "It seems that Brother has bothered you, but..."

He prolongs his tone, casually raising

Raising his eyes, a subtle smile appeared on his lips: "Brother Li, you seem to be attracting attention."

Blood seeped into the ground.

Jiang Yinghe followed him and saw the monsters passing by looking at them in horror on the originally noisy street, took a breath from the crowd, and then scattered in all directions. The next moment, a sharp scream sounded from the Ten Thousand Monsters Frontier Fortress. The coercion of the Great Monster seemed to be aroused by blood, and the sound shook the whole field.

"—Who did it at the place guarded by this seat?"

The words reverberated, and the aura of the Hollow Realm approached him.

Jiang Yinghe's heart trembled, and he immediately thought of the Sanqing Yaojun who guarded the frontier of Wanyao. He took a step forward and pulled Li Huanhan back. He still felt that he should protect them both from wind and rain, so that Protectors themselves.

He is so skillful in this action. Li Huanhan still has no habit of protecting others, Shizun is the first one. But for Jiang Yinghe, he stood before the whole of Penglai a long time ago, and his reputation is enough to shelter him from the wind and rain.

Jiang Yinghe's demonic aura was weak, and it seemed that his cultivation was not deep, but there was a faint fairy aura about his body, which was faint and cold, but always had a feeling of seduction.

Sanqing Yaojun came here furiously, wanting to see who is the most sacred monster who used force to kill people under his nose on the day of finding a mate. As soon as he came over, he saw a rabbit demon wearing a plain white robe standing in front of him. Black hair like paint, eyes like cold stars.

Hiss—why is it so pretty

Sanqing's movements froze, and he didn't know whether to roar with his naturally loud voice. He glanced at the jackal who had been chopped to death by a sword, and was about to put on the airs of a demon king. Weak and weak" the evil spirit on the rabbit demon became weaker and weaker.

Instead, there is an increasingly bright and attractive, yet noble and inviolable immortal energy overflowing and surrounded by spiritual power. Jiang Yinghe raised his hand, and a snow-white long sword was condensed in his palm, revealing the sharp edge of the sword under the night.

He climbed all the way from No Realm, until he stopped at the Hollow Realm which was almost the same as Sanqing.

The words from Sanqing Yaojun's mouth were about to come out, he turned a corner abruptly, and braked firmly on the edge of his mouth. He froze for a moment, looked at Jiang Yinghe's cold and frosty appearance, then glanced at the snow sword in his hand, and said suspiciously: "... Immortal Xuanwei?"

Jiang Yinghe retracted the sword with one hand, pressed the hilt of the sword to the ground, and said in a flat tone: "I have played with my lover so far, and I do as the Romans do. It's just that his mouth is not clean and offends me. Is the demon king going to show up?"

Sanqing was stunned for a moment, and after confirming that it was indeed him, blurted out

Out: "Why is Xianjun here!"

Jiang Yinghe was slightly surprised and asked: "...what's wrong?"

"My god..." Sanqing lifted his mink collar and took a breath, "That half-step golden fairy ghost cultivator outside, looking for you almost turned the cultivation world upside down. frontier fortress?!"

He took two steps anxiously, and said: "Don't blame the fairy, you and I have an agreement beforehand, Jiuying broke the agreement, he couldn't bear it, we are different from him... It's just that ghost cultivator, that Guixiu seems to be crazy now, he..."

While speaking, Sanqing glanced away, and instantly caught sight of the young man in red behind Jiang Yinghe, and looked over with a smile not far away, the words in his mouth were cut off suddenly, his knees were so frightened, he knelt down for him with a plop up.

Halfway through Jiang Yinghe's hearing, the critical moment was approaching, but the monster in front of him knelt down without any psychological barriers!

All eyes, many onlookers.

Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment, and saw the somewhat simple and honest Sanqing Yaojun in front of him trying to get up, but some invisible force pushed him down, and he knelt back with a plop.

Jiang Yinghe: "... Yaojun, do you have bad legs?"

He asked inexplicably, and there was a long night of happy laughter behind him.

Little Changye took a step forward, squatted in front of Sanqing Yaojun, clapped the flute in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Can't my master be here?"

How dare Sanqing say that he can't, if he had known that this god was there, he wouldn't have the idea of driving people away. Since the awakening of the ancient great demon Xueyuan a hundred years ago, countless emergency discussions and cross-regional talks have been held within the demon clan, but in the end they can only be trembling and have no countermeasures.

No one knows whether this old ancestor who died from the dark age and revived ten thousand years later, still has the cruel heart of the monster clan fighting among themselves, or the desire to unify the cultivation world.

Sanqing swallowed her saliva, and said in the language of the monster clan: "Yes, yes, ancestor, don't worry about it..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw the smiling young man in front of him, his face turned cold, and he said with extreme disgust, "What did you say? I'm still young."

Sanqing: "...OK."

——

In the end, Sanqing sent them away with an overly enthusiastic attitude.

Even Jiang Yinghe was a little surprised: Sanqing Yaojun is considered a peacemaker among the monster clan, and his temperament is straightforward, but there is no need to lower his posture so low.

Except for this point, the news about Qin Jun and the comprehension world is obviously more eye-catching.

Bring back according to Sanqing Yaojun

Qin Jun had no intention of giving up because of the news. In a short period of time, he turned the cultivation world upside down. The influence of ghost cultivation spread to all sides. Many small sects were a little overwhelmed. You can see the resentful spirits that follow the call of the ghost cultivator.

What a headache.

The cold moon reflected between Jiang Yinghe's plain robe, and also reflected on the snow-white rabbit ears between his black hair.

He sat on the roof of the inn for a while, and when he was blowing the wind, he completely released the messy thoughts in his mind.

What happened today was not only the news about Qin Jun, but also the other two people... Li Huanhan and Changye have almost expressed their love unabashedly. All Jiang Yinghe's fragmentary doubts and intermittent questioning seemed They all found an exit tonight.

He slowly smoothed his train of thought, from Huanhan and Ye'er's conversations, manners, and behaviors today, back to the quarrel when they met a few days ago... Jiang Yinghe felt a pain in the center of his brow as he thought, as if there were thousands of emotions Emotions are overwhelming, and I don’t know which string is missing to suppress it, and it only breaks here.

But even if it was interrupted here, Jiang Yinghe could see part of it clearly.

The night wind blew past my ears, making it a little cold.

Jiang Yinghe felt that his hands were also a little cold.

He reached out and touched the ear on his head, as if he wanted to tear it off, but he still didn't use too much force, but wanted to slowly remove the disguise when he left the frontier of Wanyao.

Jiang Yinghe silently scolded himself—what's the matter, one is not enough to teach, three at a time? Still like yourself

Frustration is really a stain on his teaching career.

Jiang Yinghe looked at the moon for a while, then at the progress bar that had been frozen for a long time, sighed and said to himself: "What is this? You are also worthy of being a master?"

He heard familiar footsteps behind him.

Li Huanhan sat beside him, and put a heavy black cloak on Jiang Yinghe's shoulders. The plain white clothes and the cloak formed a sharp contrast of color and luster.

"It will be cold." Li Huanhan said.

"En." Jiang Yinghe responded, without looking at him, but said, "Why are you angry today?"

What he was talking about was that when Chang Ye leaned over to kiss him, he was still cold under his appearance, unable to restrain the anger and jealousy of the clanging of the sword.

Li Huanhan turned his head, stared at the other person's graceful chin, and asked softly: "Master asked me this, have you finally figured it out?"

"I'm stubborn, but I'm not stupid." Jiang Yinghe lowered his eyes, "So it's all because of me..."

Inner demons are, and so are obsessions. Self-trapped cage, sweet

Suffering, all because of oneself

To this day, he still finds it a little unbelievable... The other party has a great future, and he taught it with his own hands, but he ruined it with his own hands.

Li Huanhan was silent for a moment without answering.

"I used to be unable to figure it out a lot." Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand and let out a sigh of relief, "It's just that I never thought about it that much. As for what you asked, did I not feel it? I really..."

...it really doesn't feel like it at all.

But before he could finish his sentence, his hand was caught in the palm of the other party, and he rubbed it in the palm to warm his cold fingers.

These things that he used to take for granted now made Jiang Yinghe a little dazed. He turned his head to look at Li Huanhan, and he could only see his gloomy eyes like blood through the moonlight.

"Try again." Li Huanhan said.

His voice was slightly hoarse, but his tone was deep and steady, as if it was just a casual sentence. If Jiang Yinghe hadn't been able to see his status bar like a bungee jumping, he would have believed his evil.

The opponent's breath gradually approached.

Jiang Yinghe wanted to resist, wanted to refuse, but it seemed as if he had already gotten used to this breath, and he couldn't even utter a word of refusal. He stared blankly at the other person approaching, feeling the beating heart in his chest.

He could feel that the other party was very nervous, even the palms holding his fingers were sweating nervously, but on the surface they were still calm and restrained.

Jiang Yinghe felt a strange emotion surge outward—just like every time this kind of emotion is awakened, this heart-burning feeling only lasted for a moment, and then it stopped abruptly, falling into nothingness.

His lips felt the temperature of another person.

But his heart kept falling and sinking until it was as cold as ice.

Li Huanhan kissed him very carefully, just like that night in Qingjingya a long time ago, he also kissed him quietly as if it were a treasure, and Jiang Yinghe still responded subconsciously for a while in his sleep.

But at this moment...he could sense the master's indifferent aura, and his almost unchanging mood.

Li Huanhan paused, parted his lips, and the blood in his eyes deepened. He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yinghe's eyebrows.

The moonlight is moving, and his eyes are like stars, like any ordinary moment, clear and cold, without waves.

He heard Jiang Yinghe's slow, slightly dazed voice.

"...It's still cold, I can't feel it."

This made Li Huanhan suddenly think of his previous life. On his loneliest and most helpless road, it was just like this... nothing, no sound, no light in the dark.

It turns out that between him and Master...

Same thing, nothing.

The author has something to say: Hehe watched the big apprentice's status bar completely black.

[System Reminder: Open the small black room stage]

Hehe:! ! !

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