The night wind is slightly cold.
Li Huanhan paused while holding his fingers.
Just when Jiang Yinghe was full of mixed feelings and didn't know what to say, he saw Master A Jiang, who had been silent all the time, suddenly jumped again in the system, and a warm reminder popped up:
[Congratulations on opening the small black house stage!]
He was stunned for a moment, only to notice that the status bar, which was almost stuck at ninety-seven, suddenly rushed to one hundred, and it was completely frozen!
Jiang Yinghe suddenly had a bad feeling.
... Why congratulations on such a thing? Is your system really raising apprentices
He moved his eyes to look at the other party, but Li Huanhan looked the same, only the pair of bright red eyes slowly settled, and the color became darker and darker, like a pool of blood that had dried up.
Jiang Yinghe's spine shivered inexplicably. For the first time, he felt a dreadful feeling from his eldest apprentice. He subconsciously moved back an inch and smelled a smell similar to blood.
He only stepped back an inch before being hugged tightly by the other party. Jiang Yinghe vaguely heard the sound of water flowing, and the fierce and cold blood energy spread out again, and the strong devil energy surrounded him.
Just as Jiang Yinghe was about to open his mouth, he saw drops of blood seeping out one after another from the originally flat and normal ground, gathering into bright red streams, converging into pools, coming from all directions.
Something that had been neglected in his mind suddenly jumped out—gathering blood into a pool and traveling around. This is the usual method of the Blood River Demon Venerable thousands of years ago. Although other magicians imitated and studied it, no one has ever learned it. beyond its essence.
The Blood River Demon Venerable a thousand years ago... also had the body of a heavenly demon and was born with blood eyes.
Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes abruptly, bumped into the other's deep red eyes, and heard his hoarse voice.
"Come back with me, okay?"
Even the tone of voice is the same, calm and introverted, cold and unwavering, but before that, Li Huanhan really asked him and asked for his opinion, but the words in front of him seemed to be a decision.
At the same time, Li Huanhan's frozen state breath was released again, just like Qin Jun who recovered his real body in front of him that day. Within a short time, Jiang Yinghe saw the second half-step Golden Immortal.
"You..." Jiang Yinghe's brain was stunned just now, the words stuck in his throat, and he paused before saying, "Didn't you become a demon after surviving the catastrophe?"
He was originally a magician.
Li Huanhan did not answer, but
Hugging him calmly, the whole body was filled with a devilish energy that was so thick that it was hard to breathe. Jiang Yinghe's mind was in chaos, and he felt that the person in front of him was almost not like himself.
The blood around him spread up, clinging to Jiang Yinghe's snow-white sleeves, climbing up like a living thing. Jiang Yinghe heard his beating heart from a close distance—unlike before, Li Huanhan's heart was deep and strong.
"You lied to me too?" Jiang Yinghe didn't even know how he asked this sentence. What kind of physique is he? Do you have the physique of a half-step golden fairy? It turns out that this is not an accident, but a common situation
If it was normal, he would definitely hear Li Huanhan's explanation and clarification later, but now, he can only feel the gloomy breath blowing from the other party.
"Master," he still called, even with the same gentle tone as before, "I'll take you away, get out of here."
They were not on the same brain circuit at all.
Jiang Yinghe was in pain from being hugged by him. He had cultivated to the realm of the Void Cave, and could barely function under the oppression of a half-step Golden Immortal. And those blood beads that spread out also circled around his body, as if a blood woven into a prison.
Jiang Yinghe couldn't break free, turned his head and said, "Li Huanhan."
He seldom called the big apprentice's full name, and it was a little unfamiliar to pronounce it, but this did not prevent Jiang Yinghe from feeling angry in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "You like me, so I have to be tempted by you? I have taught the love of disciples to the dog's belly!"
He didn't know why he was angry. He had already been hit once when he was beside Qin Jun, but at this moment, he was still so uncomfortable that he couldn't bear it.
"Qin Jun wants to eat me, what about you? You just want to sleep with me?" Jiang Yinghe said these few words in a hurry, "If that's the case, tell me, are you all lying? Mine? Not only you, but Long Night too?"
Li Huanhan was terribly silent, only the devilish energy churning all over his body, and the lines of demons spreading to his chest were ferocious like blood.
As if confirming his words, Chang Ye's voice suddenly resounded in the night sky, mixed with unprecedented fury.
"Li Huanhan, are you fucking crazy?!"
The entire Ten Thousand Monsters Frontier Fortress was just awakened by the surging and tumbling demonic energy, and then trembled with fright from the violently crushing demonic energy.
Chang Ye was dressed in red, and the blue flute in his hand turned into a jade-like sword blade. It seemed that he rushed forward after feeling the magic energy.
The silver print between his brows
Ji was glowing faintly, his whole body was full of cold air, that gorgeous and handsome face was so rare that it carried a strong aggressiveness, as if it was an evil monster disguised as a cub, who was provoked by someone who would not forgive place, baring its fangs angrily.
The Duansheli sword energy in his hand slashed straight at Li Huanhan's back, but he only smashed the rubble of the inn, piercing through the wall and ruthlessly digging into the ground.
The blood pool took shape, just like when he arrived, taking Jiang Yinghe and disappearing out of thin air.
He has always been very scheming, and everything must be done before others. During the long night, it was the first time he was interrupted by someone else's sudden attack. If he followed the original plan, he still had countless arrangements, and he could keep the master in him. around.
The moonlit night was cold, and the wind howled.
Changye stared at the ruins of the inn that had been cut in half, and his figure fell back to the ground from the void. He suppressed his anger, and angrily thrust Duan Sheli into the ground, and the turbulent and terrifying demonic aura scattered, and the entire Ten Thousand Demons frontier trembled and knelt down because of the suppressed bloody aura.
... this lunatic! You shouldn't let Master out of your sight. Li Huanhan looks normal, but in fact, his mind is more crazy than anyone else!
Chang Ye closed his eyes, exhaled a breath, calmed down the anxiety in his heart little by little, and then calmed down half of his brain, he pulled out Duan Sheli, and saw the Sanqing Yaojun hurriedly coming to the side.
"My lord..." Sanqing looked at the split ground in fear, "Jiang Xianjun..."
Chang Ye looked away and glanced at him, and the words on Sanqing's lips stopped abruptly.
This well-behaved boy who is innocent and pure on weekdays, after peeling off the mask of disguise, is full of cruelty and terror cultivated in the dark age.
"Li Huanhan." Changye repeated his name, almost tearing it apart. The anger on his chest still hadn't completely subsided, and the fluffy tail hanging on the ground had a thick ring of fur.
He dare not force someone within his reach, if he gets hurt by that demon...
Chang Ye raised his hand to cover his forehead halfway, feeling a twitch between his brows, and his heart, which was full of monster instincts and desires, was also beating crazily.
Sanqing Yaojun was stabbed by the evil spirit leaking from the old ancestor, and his soul was in pain. He couldn't help but lifted the fur collar on his clothes, and said hesitantly: "My lord? That demon abducted Jiang Xianjun, let's … What should I do?"
Chang Ye pressed his eyebrows with one hand, and raised his head after a while, his voice slowly returned to normal, and suddenly asked: "... when will your brother come back?"
Sanqing
Said: "Wu Chengyu? He's not at the frontier of Wanyao. His Holiness asked him what he was doing?"
"You send him a letter." Chang Ye said, "My little uncle is with him, you ask him to let him go, so you don't need to watch."
Sanqing was stunned for a while, then stammered: "That...is you, your little uncle?"
Chang Ye didn't really want to continue this topic, but turned the jasper long sword in his hand into a long flute, put it on his waist again, and then raised his eyes and asked, "Why?"
Sanqing saw that he was full of murderous looks, so he really didn't dare to tell the Venerable... His younger brother has treated the Venerable's junior uncle as his wife for so long, so he wondered if there was any raw rice for cooked rice.
He patted his head, followed Changye's pace, leaned over and asked, "My lord, what should we do now? Should we snatch Jiang Xianjun back, or unify the realm of comprehension..."
He looked at Chang Ye's glamorous face, and pulled out a morbid smile.
"Let's go to the Netherworld." He said, "Go and meet my Senior Brother Qin—"
"I'd like to see..." The smile on Chang Ye's lips widened and his tone was chilling, "Does he want to hack me to death, or does he want to be with me and kill Li Huanhan first?"
——
Jiang Yinghe began to doubt his life for the one hundred and first time.
He turned around on the bed, staring at the dark status bar for a while, and then shifted his gaze to a small candle burning by the window.
He felt like he was caught in a serial kidnapping case.
The murderer is the apprentice he raised.
He was shocked, regretful, and anxious at the beginning... After calming down for half the night, he has calmed down a lot now.
The bed under Jiang Yinghe's body was very soft, covered with many layers, and the quilt was also made of extremely expensive fabrics. The patterns on the silk surface were embroidered in a fancy way, and the colors were spliced together in a very magical and realistic style...
He feels that he is quite magical and realistic now.
He was sitting in the dormitory of the leader of the Tianmo Sect, on the bed that originally belonged to Li Huanhan. On one side is a pool of bright red blood that is bubbling and bubbling, and the bottom of the pool is faintly glowing with blood. On the other side is a small lamp with a burning flame. The lampshade is covered with green mountains and white cranes, which seems to be the same as the furnishings on Qingjingya.
The most absolute is not these.
Jiang Yinghe raised his hand, and the crisp crashing sound of iron chains sounded in his ears. He looked at the narrow and thin wrist in front of him, which was covered with an inextricable magic weapon of bondage. The chain went all the way to the top of the dormitory of the Demon Sect. Can't break free.
... Absolutely.
Li Huanhan was still by his side just now
, personally put this magic weapon of bondage on his hand. Jiang Yinghe couldn't move even if he wanted to fight him. When he was wearing this thing on his wrist, his whole body was tightly suppressed by the opponent's realm.
At that time, Jiang Yinghe was so angry that he scolded him several times, but the other party still locked him up without changing his face or beating his heart, without any hesitation in his actions.
Jiang Yinghe lay on the bed recalling the previous scene, thinking bitterly: He is no longer Li Huanhan, but Niu Hulu Huanhan... What kind of tenderness and consideration, it's all fucking fake.
Not getting what you want, trapped in a cage, possessed by madness... Those who don't know think that you have fallen in love with a peerless beauty, and for him, a big man, what is it worth? How can someone look fine, but the status bar is black like this? !
Jiang Yinghe turned over again helplessly, stared at the small candle beside him for a while, then was blindfolded suddenly, and heard a familiar voice.
"Don't look at it, it hurts your eyes."
... After Duzi, he couldn't even tell when Li Huanhan came back.
The two brothers, Li Huanhan and Qin Jun, are all the same way... The little apprentice probably didn't get any better. In the last glance at the Wanyao frontier, Chang Ye's body was full of golden core and great perfection. As a master... 80% of them can't beat anyone.
Jiang Yinghe closed his eyes with trembling eyelashes, the annoyance that had calmed down burned up again, and said coldly: "Since you have done this, you still care about what I do."
The palm in front of him slowly moved away, and his shapely and strong fingers pressed against his side cheek, causing Jiang Yinghe to shift a little towards the backlight.
Jiang Yinghe's brows were slightly frowned when he was recalled by the other party's cautious behavior that seemed familiar to him.
He looked up, and saw Li Huanhan's demon lines on his neck were entwined around his heart, and his blood-red eyes were dry and cold, and every inch was dim.
Jiang Yinghe avoided the opponent's hand, and said: "I only have the feeling of master and apprentice to you, tender and loving, and I have nothing to do with Fengyue, you...you can't insist on me choosing one, can you?"
He is persuasive and persuasive, and wants to influence the other party with words, at least pull back the status bar filled with black.
However, it was useless. In a relatively dark environment, Jiang Yinghe clearly heard the opening and closing sound of a mechanism similar to metal friction.
His heart tightened, and his ankle was suddenly held by the opponent's hand, and his shoes and socks were all taken off.
Jiang Yinghe's figure was slender and thin, and after taking off his clothes, he could show the smooth lines from his calf to his ankle. His insteps were slightly tensed due to tension,
It was the same color as the skin, with a frosty whiteness.
All cultivators have experienced sutra cutting and washing marrow. All impurities in the body have been eliminated. The body of Taoism often has no smell. of.
Jiang Yinghe, who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, can be called pure and pure. His bones are thin. When Li Huanhan grabbed his ankle, he was completely controlled, and he couldn't even move.
He retreated anxiously, but failed to pull it out, and then heard a crisp click, and the skin on his ankle was cold, bringing out the sound of finely broken iron chains.
... He left for a while, just to take this thing? !
Jiang Yinghe's blood pressure became high, he patted the bed, and gasped: "You want to be locked up too?!"
Li Huanhan lowered his gaze and nodded calmly as usual. If it wasn't for the constant movement of his hands, Jiang Yinghe would really have thought that he was a gentleman both inside and outside.
Following Jiang Yinghe's movement of patting the bed, the chains on his hands slammed together, and the chains on his ankles slammed together coldly.
Li Huanhan did the same, grabbed the other ankle, fastened the magic weapon of restraint back on the slender frosty ankle in his palm, and said in a low voice: "... In this way, Master will not be deceived."
Jiang Yinghe was speechless when he thought of his experience of escaping from the Netherworld with Changye before, and even felt that Huanhan was trying to annoy him on purpose.
"In this place, I have set up many barriers and used hidden formations." Li Huanhan said indifferently, "No one can find Master."
Jiang Yinghe pulled his ankle back from his hand, and hearing the rattling sound of the troublesome chains, he asked with a dark face, "Isn't this the place of the Tianmo Sect?"
"It's very similar, isn't it?" Li Huanhan asked softly, and then continued, "Master, don't worry, this place is safe."
...Where is it safe? You are obviously the biggest security risk.
Jiang Yinghe sighed deeply, remembering the inscription left by the sword fairy in the early days, and thought about it for a while, but he didn't know where he got his confidence. He felt that since the senior derived the little black house, then the latter sentence would not be true. Is it right to force love...
Just when he was slightly distracted, Fu heard the eerily calm voice of the great disciple again.
"There is one more place that needs to be locked."
Jiang Yinghe had a very bad premonition, he shrank back a few times vigilantly, barely hid in the corner of the bed, and then saw the... silver ring in the opponent's hand.
… Depend on.
"You, you should be a human being." Jiang Yinghe stared nervously at the thing in his hand, "Li Huanhan... no, I can't wear it, I..."
He seemed to have forgotten that the camouflage props on his head hadn't been taken off, the pair of rabbit ears trembled with the owner's mood, and then curled up in shame and fear.
The author has something to say: Rabbit ears: QAQ
Rabbit tail: QAAAAAQ
Hehe: ... What are you two doing! It's me who should be cowardly! it's me!