When Jiang Yinghe woke up, there was a snow-white kitten's paw in front of him.
The cat patted the back of his hand, circled around him, then lowered its head and licked his fingertips a few times.
He withdrew his hand and straightened his neckline before getting up to take a shower. When he was about to comb his long hair, he touched a thin knot.
Jiang Yinghe paused, then turned to look at Qin Jun who was carrying the kitten beside him, first he stretched out his hand and tried to untie it, but to no avail, he had no choice but to say, "Jun'er?"
Hearing the sound, Qin Jun raised his head, threw the cat aside, approached and took the long hair between his fingers, and said, "Let me do it."
"Don't you think you're a little naive?" Jiang Yinghe said helplessly, "Sect Master?"
Qin Jun didn't like him calling it that, but listening to it now, he felt it wasn't so harsh. The clearer the other party's voice is, the better it sounds. At this time, it is slightly lazy and hoarse when it first woke up, like the wings of a butterfly, sweeping lightly and movingly over the apex of the heart.
Qin Jun turned his head sideways, tied his hair while staring at that fair neck, and whispered: "Because Master is so good-looking, I always want to do something."
Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment, and some unhealthy images came to mind, coughed lightly, and said: "...then you should continue to be naive, I still accept less mature apprentices."
A low laugh came from the ear, and the heat slowly fell on the neck, a little itchy. Jiang Yinghe let him straighten his hair, and was about to tell him not to get so close when he was bitten by his fangs.
It is not appropriate to say that it is biting. Because Qin Jun didn't intend to bite him, nor did he want to lick his blood and smell his soul when he first met. He was more like making a mark, branding a striking hickey on his slender neck.
Jiang Yinghe raised his hand and touched it, realizing his unconcealable showing off and provocation to his rival, subconsciously covered his outer shirt, and said, "What are you..."
Such a not-so-deep blame is more like another kind of connivance. Qin Jun's heart thumped, and while Jiang Yinghe fastened the button of his outer shirt, he held his thin waist in his hands and asked with a smile: "Master, do you still remember what you said to Jun'er last night?" ?”
Before Jiang Yinghe could remember, the little white cat beside him rushed over vigilantly and plunged into Master's arms.
However, Jiang Yinghe was thinking about whether he had spoken last night, and did not raise his hand to pick him up. The little kitten rolled down the clothes, landed dangerously on the ground, and rubbed its tail against the edge of the master's robe in aggrieved way.
"... What did I say?" Jiang Yinghe really couldn't remember, he vaguely dreamed about Qingjingya's past last night, remembering the sound of rain, cranes chirping in the sky... everything in the past was the same, and he didn't remember what he promised.
Qin Jun's palm went around his waist, and he measured the opponent's waist with his palm, and slowly embraced this fragile flowing cloud and fragile pearl into his arms.
"Master said, do you want to be on top?"
When he mentioned this, Jiang Yinghe was a little impressed. Although he lacked confidence, he was full of dreams. He felt that he was also a citizen of the earth, a son and daughter of China, with five thousand years of cultural accumulation, and living in such a tolerant era. I must know more than them.
"Yes." He nodded seriously.
The body temperature of both of them is not high, one is a born evil spirit, and the other is a body of ice and snow. Only the heart against Jiang Yinghe's back is hot and hot, and there is also the breath that lingers from time to time, full of the temperature of love.
The buttons on the coat are fastened.
Qin Jun let go of his hand slightly, and said: "Besides this, Master also agreed to Jun'er's request, remember?"
How can I remember a sentence in my dream clearly. Jiang Yinghe inserted the long hairpin into the Lingyu hair crown, waiting for him to continue.
But the other party didn't speak directly, but simply said: "Let's not talk about it, if it's like this for the first time, you will be very tired."
Jiang Yinghe: "... Tired?"
"Yes." Qin Jun's hand paused from his waist, and he retracted it properly, "It will hurt my back."
Jiang Yinghe: "..."
Although I don't know what I said yesterday, I still have an inexplicable sense of crisis.
When I got off the carriage, I had arrived in Los Angeles.
Although Luocheng is adjacent to the residence of the Yingzhou faction, there are many small sects around it. You can see fortune tellers and talisman merchants on the side of the road everywhere. Asked about climbing the ladder, he said that there are often immortals coming in and out, wading in the world of mortals.
But in this kind of place, there are rich merchants who come here specially to spend a lot of money for the "elixir of longevity". …
It is known as "climbing the ladder", but it is a place where the world of mortals is full of various forms. Maybe some of them are real practitioners, but more of them are playing tricks and bluffing.
In a place like this where dragons and snakes mix, there are even more evil cultivators hiding in it.
When Jiang Yinghe entered the inn with the white cat in his arms, the lobby was still full of noise, but it seemed that someone saw him and froze suddenly, and his companions followed suit.
Looking up, he was stunned.
The person in front of him was wearing a light-colored robe, with patterns of pine, cypress and emerald bamboo embroidered on the end of the shirt. Her hair is tied in a jade crown, her eyebrows are black and her eyes are starry, her skin is like transparent cold jade, with the luster of moonlight reflecting frost.
But what makes people stunned is not the pure appearance, but that although he is holding a cat, his whole body reveals a cold air that rejects people thousands of miles away. He is extremely alienated and pure, as if the spring will melt Thin ice.
"Which sect of practitioners is this... Could it be that they are land-loose immortals?"
Someone swallowed a bit of saliva: "This is considered to have immortal energy, although the immortals of the sects a few days ago, although they know magic skills, they are not as good as him."
"I think..." the person who saw it first smacked his tongue and savored, "Although he is out of the world, he doesn't look like a powerful person."
Jiang Yinghe's aura is restrained, and because the catastrophe is approaching, he has already tried his best to restrain his body so as not to affect others, so it is difficult for ordinary people to see half of the truth with their naked eyes.
Only the waiter in the inn who was closer to him could feel the faint fragrance and coldness on his body.
Li Huanhan had already arranged a room, and the waiter at the inn just took him upstairs. Qin Jun went to install the carriage, so he was a little slower.
Jiang Yinghe seemed to have never heard of these discussions, but he had only taken a few steps upstairs when he suddenly stopped and looked down from the railing.
Where he looked, the two were having a lively conversation.
"... Did you see that, the temperament of that one just now seems to be different from that Penglai elder I saw!"
"Yo." The other lowered his voice, "Penglai Xianmen, have you really come to Luo City to recruit disciples?"
"It's absolutely true!" The man was triumphant, "Half the city of Los Angeles will know, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."
Jiang Yinghe stopped in front of the railing for a moment, thinking to himself what kind of Penglai fairy sect they are, our family accepts disciples, why don't I know
Although he seldom participated in the introductory ceremony of Penglai, he also knew that most of the disciples he accepted were from aristocratic families with solid roots, or like Li Huanhan, he was an orphan before he recovered and was picked up by disciples of Penglai. . You have to wait until you have started to practice, and then formally record it.
Jiang Yinghe didn't stay too long, but asked the waiter next to him: "My little brother, do you know what they said about the Penglai sect accepting disciples?"
The waiter at the inn on the side was called by this name, and he didn't know where he was, but he was inexplicably flustered, and he answered casually: "Hey, it is said that a fairy king came to Penglai Xianmen to build a temple for worship and take in children. male
Virgins are accepted as disciples according to their qualifications. I don't know where the news came from, those seekers with dolls almost smashed the gates of the temples. "
Jiang Yinghe nodded and thanked him.
He is the only fairy in Penglai, and he doesn't eat children, he wants virgin boys and girls...
Under his name, bluffing and deceiving, it must be an evil cultivator with some other purpose... Jiang Yinghe opened the door as he thought, and saw the well-known evil cultivator Tianmo of the Unified Tianmo Sect, standing in the house sorting the books , Change the tea, plus make the bed.
... Well, it's really too evil.
He looked at it, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud, so he stretched out his hand to close the door, turned around and said, "It's still cold?"
"Um?"
"You... not very competent."
Li Huanhan raised his eyes to look at him, and paused for a moment in arranging the books by year. He was silent for a moment, as if he hadn't figured out where he was incompetent. After a while, he said, "...what's wrong?"
Jiang Yinghe put down the little kitten, walked over to look at the books he had sorted out, and said, "Don't you think you're not cultivating enough?"
Originally, these books were all the scriptures of Lanling Bookstore, and next to them were rumors and news from the cultivation world in the past hundred years.
Jiang Yinghe was deeply impressed by this Lanling Bookstore. Just by looking at the name, he knew that it was not serious. He said, "What are you doing with these books?"
"This thing has been popular in recent years." Li Huanhan's bloody eyes narrowed slightly, "It has something to do with the relationship between master and apprentice."
Before Jiang Yinghe could react, he was infected by the approaching breath of the other party, and when he looked up, it was reflected in the center of those bright red eyes.
"So how about it." He asked in a low voice, "is it considered an evil cultivator?"
"... bluffing, cheating, deceiving the world..." Jiang Yinghe thought for a while, and then said, "Eat virgins."
Li Huanhan frowned: "What's delicious for boys and girls?"
Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the taste of the monster was, so he asked without thinking too much: "Then you evil cultivators..."
"Can you eat it?"
The words stopped abruptly.
Jiang Yinghe was speechless for a while, Li Huanhan pressed his lips lightly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "It's not good to bully the world and steal the name, but is it okay to bully the master?"
... How can you say that.
Jiang Yinghe's ears were feverish, and he collected himself seriously. Just as he was about to change the topic and bring up serious business, his lips were sealed and he hugged him into his arms.
The hostility in Li Huanhan's body has never been eliminated, it just appears and disappears from time to time, for example when kissing his lips at this moment
, the fangs leaned over to grind and bite slightly, the closer the kiss became, the deeper it was.
Jiang Yinghe pressed his shoulders and pushed him, turned his head to take a breath, and said intermittently: "Of course not, you..."
He couldn't even utter a word.
Because the "harmless little kitten" behind him turned into a big cat at some point, its body was like a snow-white Siberian tiger, but its tail was thick and fluffy, it was pulled around his waist, and its tongue was heavy licked his shoulder.
It covered the place where the hickey was bitten by Jun'er.
this little beast...
Maybe it's because they know each other's root relationship, or maybe it's because the atmosphere is too simple, these two bastards who bullied the master didn't have too many disputes, but cooperated strangely and tacitly, as if they were one person.
... No, this is a person in the first place.
Li Huanhan pushed his neckline away with his hand, his eyes were as dark as withered blood, he rubbed the hickey with his fingertips, approached him and asked in a low voice: "Qin Jun did it? It looks like he is more like a cultivator." .”
Jiang Yinghe pressed his shoulder, unable to resist at all.
Just as the scene was getting out of control, the door creaked.
Jiang Yinghe's whole body froze, and he had already thought of Los Angeles... No, what is the next rumor in the cultivation world.
Until he heard Jun'er's voice.
"Li Huanhan, Changye." Qin Jun closed the door, "Put away the inner demons and the body shape, and clean up the house."
——
The so-called clean-up sect naturally cannot be the sect of the Penglai sect.
But just as Jiang Yinghe thought, this impostor who asked for virgin boys and girls and used his guise to bluff and deceive was indeed an evil cultivator.
Qin Jun's evil spirit could sense the ratio of living souls in Luo City, and even detect the intensity of ghostly aura here, and immediately discovered that there were ghost cultivators in Luo City.
In addition to what Jiang Yinghe heard about "building a temple for worship", it is almost certain that it is a ghost cultivator pretending to be a Taoist immortal, who is deceived and cultivated in a place where fish and dragons are mixed, relying on the people's yearning for immortality.
If ghost cultivators want to cleanse their spirits and spirits, they must build temples, rely on human beliefs, and become Shinto monks.
This is the case.
Jiang Yinghe gathered his clothes, and continued: "Since we have set up a place for offering incense, we should go and have a look. If it is really heinous... then we will be saved as soon as possible."
The surface of the big cat's tongue was covered with soft barbs, even if it didn't stand upright, it still hurt a little when it was scratched on the skin, and it turned red.
While he was talking, the kitten beside his legs wrestled at the same time.
He was pestering and acting like a baby, stretching out his flesh pad to grab his robe feet, trying to get the master's attention.
Jiang Yinghe let the little beast lick it a little sorely, raised his foot to push the kitten away, and said expressionlessly: "I didn't learn from your senior brother, learn to play hooligans with him."
The little white cat meowed, and flung back its tail aggrievedly, hooking the corner of his clothes.
Jiang Yinghe still remembered the strength of the tail when it got bigger, pushed him farther, turned his head and said: "You too, why is it getting harder and harder to reason..."
Li Huanhan admitted his mistake and said: "When I listened to Master's words, I couldn't help it... my heart beat too fast."
The straight ball was thrown over impartially.
Jiang Yinghe could almost feel the sound of a straight ball hitting his heart.
He coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.
"Three separate souls... still too..." Jiang Yinghe couldn't imagine the scene, "Wait for fusion... After fusion..."
It was as if a thorn had pierced the tip of his heart.
After merging, maybe he passed the test on the road, returned to the Infinity Tower, and became the guardian of the universe.
Jiang Yinghe's words paused here, and his mind was unstoppably heading towards the expected ending.
His mood also touched Tianjie at the same time, making him more aware of the seriousness of his Dao's questioning in Tianjie... He lost his mind for a while, and when he turned around, he heard Qin Jun's voice.
"You guys just went too far."
That is, Jiang Yinghe nodded in satisfaction.
"You didn't take me with you," he continued.
Jiang Yinghe: "...?"
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