Jiang Yinghe put the anti-pornography and anti-illegal book on the side of the case, and said: "According to my estimation, he wanted to tell me this on purpose, probably because he had some associations after meeting Protector He yesterday, so he used this thing to confirm his conjecture. .”
Jiang Yinghe looked at Li Huanhan, saw that his expression was calm, and there was no disturbance caused by these words, so he knew that he knew what he was thinking, but he still explained: "Hunyuan Xianjun is a person who doesn't care about trivial matters, and he is not pedantic and old-fashioned. He knows your identities, and it's not a big deal."
Li Huanhan nodded, his expression unchanged: "Before I arrived, the Tianmo Sect had secretly surrounded the Hehuan Sect."
He paused for a while, glanced at the night outside the window, and said, "If Tong Xianjun really changes, this matter will not reach other people's ears."
He spoke so calmly that Jiang Yinghe was a little dazed before he realized that Huanhan was almost ready to exterminate the sect. Although the words were plain as usual, there was hidden traces of extremely sharp murderous intent.
"But I know Master's temperament, so I didn't do it lightly." Li Huanhan continued, "If he was just curious or joking, I would naturally not do anything."
At this moment, he truly revealed the behavior style of Blood River Demon Lord a thousand years ago. Facing things like power struggles and mutual confrontations, he was never afraid to use the cruelest means to solve them.
Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "When did you receive this letter?"
Li Huanhan recalled a little: "Last night at midnight."
Because the surrounding area of Hehuanzong is not small, and it takes some time to deploy manpower, Li Huanhan came so quickly by relying on the positioning ability of the blood shadow and the characteristics of the blood pool.
Jiang Yinghe nodded, before he could speak, he saw Li Huanhan suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look at the lights beside him.
The candlelight is bright, reflecting on the wall and stretching continuously, dragging a crumbling shadow. Changye on the side seemed to have noticed it too, moved around to the candlelight and turned around twice, the fluffy tail dangled in mid-air.
"Here we come." Li Huanhan said.
Before Jiang Yinghe had time to ask clearly, the candlelight in front of him suddenly shone, changing from an ordinary earthly flame to a blue-green ghostly phosphorescent flame.
At the same time, a thick and oppressive ghostly aura filled the surrounding air, and the thick fog spread to the surroundings, almost reaching the point where you could barely see your fingers.
Jiang Yinghe was only stunned for a moment, before he felt his hand being grasped tightly. He looked down and saw a
Fingers made of white bones held him. The bones were white and hard, and the structure was exquisite and standard, which was very valuable for medical students to learn and recite.
The first reaction in Jiang Yinghe's mind was this idea. Instead of being frightened, he was clenched by this icy bone hand.
The next moment, the bones were covered with flesh and skin, and changed into the appearance of a normal human being. But Jiang Yinghe was held tightly by him, but he could feel the opponent's incomplete body in the palm of his hand. It was not until the end that it slowly solidified, and the temperature Close to him slightly coldly.
Jiang Yinghe didn't feel any fear at all, instead he seemed a little familiar. Then he felt a cool breeze in his ears, accompanied by the man's hoarse voice.
"do you remember me?"
The atmosphere of the ghost story is too strong.
Jiang Yinghe could clearly feel that this was an excellent scene for a ghost story, but he still didn't feel any fear at all, and even wanted to teach the other party to play all these fancy things.
He pinched the fingertips of his palm and said, "Nie Xiaoqian?"
The other party was silent for a moment, with strong jealousy and annoyance in his tone, but he still tried to maintain a decent face and asked him: "Who is Nie Xiaoqian?"
Thick fog surged around, and phosphorous fire fluttered. Jiang Yinghe heard it amused, thought for a moment, and decided to explain: "It's a very beautiful... female ghost."
"Female ghost?" Jiang Yinghe could hear the gnashing of teeth in his voice, "Where did the wild ghost come from, someone who stole me behind my back."
Jiang Yinghe nodded with a suppressed smile, tugged at the cold hands that were tightly clenched, and said, "But she is very beautiful."
The evil spirit in the dense fog was a little anxious, Jiang Yinghe could feel him leaning over, kissed his ear gently, and whispered next to his ear: "Master likes beautiful ones? Just like Chang Ye Is it?"
The breath in the ear was hot and cold, as if he was already a little angry, Jiang Yinghe was afraid that he would anger Chang Ye in the past, so he said: "It's just that she doesn't like me, she likes a scholar named Ning Caichen."
The other side was silent for a few more breaths, and then there was a voice of relief, but also a little bit of resentment.
"If she is blind, she will not like you."
As soon as the words fell, a pair of thin and icy lips pressed against her, kissing from the ears to the corners of the lips, and when she was about to take a step closer, the surrounding fire suddenly shook violently, and the thick fog was swept away by a gust of sword wind, and gradually dispersed open.
Qin Jun stood in front of him.
Jiang Yinghe looked back and saw the bright red Nirvana sword stuck on the ground, as if it had brushed away the dense fog.
Li Huanhan sat opposite, tapping his finger bones slowly
table case, said: "Childish."
Qin Jun didn't care about Li Huanhan's evaluation, but stared at Jiang Yinghe with gray eyes like mist, and said intently: "Do you really not remember me?"
Not to mention Li Huanhan, Jiang Yinghe was about to be childishly killed by him. He stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Jun's collar down, and said deliberately: "I don't remember, I just remember Nie Xiao...uh..."
This guy is not the type to take a joke at all.
This kiss seemed to help him remember, exploring deeper from the lips. Jiang Yinghe couldn't breathe, he clenched his shoulders, and after a short and fierce plundering kiss, he turned his head and retreated some distance, breathing chaotically: "Jun... Jun'er!"
Qin Jun barely stopped his movements, licking his lips reluctantly, and when he was about to say something, a cat rushed over and squeezed between the two of them.
... As expected of a long night, it really does meet each other.
Qin Jun got up a little, opened some distance, then turned to look at Li Huanhan, and said: "There are too many demon cultivators around the Hehuan Sect, they will attract attention, all of them should withdraw."
Li Huanhan stared at him: "Withdraw?"
"Yes." Qin Jun took out the letter and another book, and said, "This letter was personally delivered by the protector of the Hehuan Sect. If they really had other ideas, they wouldn't fight... I found that the surrounding area was a little bit heavier It’s easy to get people’s attention.”
Li Huanhan nodded silently and said, "Okay."
After the conversation between the two, Qin Jun naturally gave both the letter and the letter to Jiang Yinghe, and said: "There is nothing in the letter, but this book..."
Jiang Yinghe froze when receiving the book. Thinking of what happened to the last book, he had the foresight to pick up the kitten in his arms, and said cautiously, "What's wrong with the book?"
“… interesting content.”
Jiang Yinghe glanced at the cover, the title of the book was "Days and Nights with the Sword Immortal".
Such a title, what good content can there be...
Jiang Yinghe coughed lightly, and said, "If you are young, don't be addicted to this kind of thing."
"That's not what I'm talking about." Qin Jun said, "There is a comment in it, saying that the content here... is based on the unknown anecdote of the sword fairy in the early days."
Li Huanhan glanced at him and interrupted: "The era of the sword fairy in the early days was earlier than the long night. It has been circulated for tens of thousands of years, and its content has long been twisted and deformed, and most of it is fabricated."
Qin Jun could vaguely understand Li Huanhan's worry. He seemed to be afraid that Jiang Yinghe was really the reincarnation of the sword fairy in the early days, and if there was some kind of "reminiscence of his dead wife" coming in, he might not even have a way to survive.
there is none left.
After all, among the records of the sword fairy in the beginning, the most widely circulated one is that he married early and lost his wife later.
Jiang Yinghe had always wanted to find out about the Sword Immortal of Absolute Beginning. He had a faint feeling that the senior traveler had a great relationship with him, so he took back the hand that was about to throw away the little yellow book, and said, "In that case, then I … stay and see."
He put away the books, pulled down the little white cat that was lying in his arms and wanted to peek at it, hugged it with both hands and began to stroke it, rubbed the little cat until it became confused, and lay comfortably in his arms and milked it.
Qin Jun at the side glanced at the little goblin in Master's arms, sat next to Li Huanhan and asked, "This cat...why does it smell..."
"The Qi of Fengyue Goulan." Li Huanhan said indifferently.
"Tsk, Senior Brother Li, it turns out you still don't like it?"
Li Huanhan turned a deaf ear to his sarcastic and casual tone, and his tone was still cold and indifferent.
"I can bear you because I am very patient. Why, want to challenge the bottom line?"
Qin Jun propped his chin, watched the little white cat clinging to the master and acting like a baby, and said, "Bottom line? That's right, if there is any old love and new love, such a beautiful female ghost, or an unforgettable dead wife, why not let me Just go to reincarnate."
Li Huanhan took a look at this evil spirit, and he was very incapable of chatting and said: "You, heaven will not accept you."
Qin Jun: "... I need you to remind me?"
——
When Jiang Yinghe went to rest, the sky had just darkened.
Perhaps it was the influence of Qin Jun's bad taste, Jiang Yinghe tossed and turned for a long time, but couldn't fall asleep for a while.
He thought for a while, got up and lit a small lamp by the bed, and took out the "Days and Nights with the Sword Immortal" that he just got.
At this time, his memory has almost recovered, but he can't remember many details, thinking that since he can't sleep, he might as well study this book first.
Jiang Yinghe had just turned a page, and was shocked beyond recognition by the illustrations on the first page. He paused for a moment, calmed down, and then turned the page and began to read the story.
Although the book is based on the Sword Immortal of Absolute Beginning, there are obviously a lot of artistic processing on it. Jiang Yinghe was able to maintain a calm expressionless face and a calm mind at first, but after looking at it, he felt that the protagonist's personality was too similar to his own, so he felt a little embarrassed.
Until he saw the protagonist of the story and his Taoist companion, they began to turn upside down in various places.
Jiang Yinghe: "... Is that a place where you can drive?"
However, this book is novel and bold, open, this road can also be opened, and the door is welded to the
The sky is open.
Jiang Yinghe was shocked by the gameplay for the second time, and felt that his three views, which grew up under the red flag, were shaken out a little bit of cracks.
A few days ago, he used his hands to relieve Changye's estrus, and he already felt that it was very out of line...
Candle tears flowed slowly.
Jiang Yinghe was halfway through the process, and his mind was full of magic weapon binding, shame paly, and the protagonist of the story being turned over and over by his Taoist companion to deepen his feelings.
... Hiss, this is still riding.
He put down the book expressionlessly, but his ears were completely red, and his receptivity really needed to be improved, so he put down the book and began to try to extract useful information in his mind.
Just after Jiang Yinghe was distracted for a moment, he suddenly heard a soft and sweet meow.
He searched for his reputation, and saw Chang Ye turned into a little white cat and jumped onto the bed, approaching with a harmless face.
Jiang Yinghe didn't feel a sense of crisis, but habitually hugged the kitten for a while, and then became sleepy as he petted the kitten, and fell asleep with the kitten in his arms.
The night is like water, quiet and gentle.
The sound of breathing is even and steady.
The cat in his arms stared at him for a long time, and when he finally confirmed that Jiang Yinghe was asleep, he transformed into a human form contentedly, and when he was about to lean over to hug Shizun, he was suddenly pinched by the back of his collar and pulled up.
Chang Ye looked back angrily, and saw Li Huanhan's bright red and cold eyes.
Chang Ye: "... What are you doing here?"
His voice was very soft, not enough to wake Jiang Yinghe up.
Li Huanhan said indifferently: "Look at you."
Changye's head was going to be blown by him, and his voice couldn't help but get louder: "Is there something wrong with you? Target me?"
"Not really." The pair of blood-red eyes shrank a little, shifted to the other side of the bed, looked into the shadow of the lamp, "Looked at him too."
Chang Ye then looked over, and saw Qin Jun's figure standing against the wall gradually revealed in the dark shadow under the lights, looking at him with a cold face at the moment.
Chang Ye: "...Here, you guys, come here in the middle of the night, plotting something wrong, your heart can be punished!"
The other two looked at him together, one calmly, the other with a sneer.
Long Night: "..."
He only said this sentence, and Li Huanhan pulled his collar and threw him to the ground, but this man naturally sat beside the master's bed. The other Qin Jun went too far, it seems that because he has a lot of experience in keeping Jiang Yinghe's vigil at night, and the evil spirit doesn't need sleep, he sneaks into the shadow like a ghost, keeping a safe and suitable distance.
Changye looked at the form, and finally turned back into a cat reluctantly, and got into the master's
in the arms.
After a good night's sleep.
When the following dawn came, Jiang Yinghe woke up a little slower than usual, and dreamed a lot of strange things. He opened his eyes and let go for a while, only to notice that the cat in his arms had woken up. His tail wrapped around his wrist, twisting and turning, full of seduction.
Jiang Yinghe couldn't hold back, and touched along the tail. Before he touched the soft down, he touched his cold fingers first.
A slightly teasing voice sounded from his ears, with intermittent cold and hot breath.
"Aren't you tired of touching it for a long time?"
Jiang Yinghe subconsciously said, "How can you get tired of petting cats?"
He turned his head and saw Qin Jun looking at him close at hand, braiding a few strands of his hair into a small braid...
"Jun'er?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another person's breath was familiar and lingering.
Li Huanhan held his hand, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and whispered: "Are you awake?"
Jiang Yinghe hesitated for a moment, then said, "You should be awake."
"Yes." Li Huanhan said, "Good morning."
"Morning... Ann." Jiang Yinghe looked around, and couldn't help but think of the story in the book last night. There was a scene where the Taoist companion of the sword fairy used a magic trick. The description of the scene the next day after the incident was simply Exactly the same as now.
He coughed twice, covering up the image in his mind: "Why are you all here?"
After a short silence, Li Huanhan replied: "...to hone willpower."
Qin Jun nodded approvingly: "Yes, yes."
Chang Ye listlessly echoed: "Meow..."
The author has something to say: the air of Fengyue Goulan ≈ the air of a bitch in a bitch.