Seeing what Jiang Yinghe said, Tong Guiyu naturally didn't dare to tease him anymore. Instead, he picked up the book on the case, flipped through a few pages, and said, "Are you interested in him? Are you the Sword Immortal in the Beginning... There are really many anecdotes about him in the Hehuan Sect."
Jiang Yinghe asked, "What is it?"
Tong Guiyu looked at the kitten in his arms, and said: "Since he first became famous, he has been married to someone, but the other party died young, do you know about this?"
These are recorded in other books, Jiang Yinghe nodded, kneading the cat ears in his arms unconsciously, rubbing the soft fluff with his fingertips, and said: "I know."
"People in the world only know one thing, but not the other." Tong Guiyu turned the book with his head down, stopped at the page with the illustration, and said, "His Taoist companion is a man, who is said to be extremely prominent and did not die young. Rather..."
He paused, and continued slowly; "It's just like your three apprentices, even if they have reached the top, they still have endless troubles."
Jiang Yinghe was silent for a moment, and his heart seemed to be touched suddenly. He slowly covered his heart, not knowing where this feeling came from, and when he was about to continue to question, Tong Guiyu said again.
"The so-called endless troubles are not because his path is blocked, but because he cannot be with the sword fairy for a long time."
"... why?"
Tong Guiyu shook his head and said, "I don't know the details. That person disappeared quietly without his name. If it wasn't for the Hehuan Sect that was one of his inheritances, few people would even know the gender of this person." .”
Jiang Yinghe pondered for a moment, the tail of the white cat in his arms was entangled softly, and the fluff gently pressed against his palm.
Jiang Yinghe followed his tail slowly, sorting out the thoughts in his mind, and then heard Tong Guiyu who was opposite him ask, "What do you think?"
"what?"
"I'm talking about you and your disciple." Tong Guiyu couldn't help but glanced at the coquettish cat in his arms. It was really hard to imagine that this was the powerful and vicious Lord Yaozun thousands of years ago, so he softened his words a little. Asked: "Do you really want to be with... three people..."
"You're wrong."
Tong Guiyu heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time he felt as if he hadn't been bumped. He nodded and said, "I think it's the same. With your personality, you definitely can't accept three people..."
"They are one."
Tong Guiyu paused for a while, then slowly opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at Jiang Yinghe with a calm face, then turned his gaze to the cat,
Said: "This..."
Jiang Yinghe calmed down and told the whole story one by one.
Hearing this, Tong Guiyu's expression changed unpredictably, and he changed several expressions back and forth before completely digesting the matter, and sighed slowly: "No wonder you are hesitant. After their fusion, there is still doubt whether the memory will exist at all. If If you are really a world-changing power, I am afraid that you have your own pursuit, a firm path, and will not be fascinated by foreign objects and scenery."
He paused for a while, carefully observed Jiang Yinghe's expression, and comforted him: "But if you can't figure it out, even if you re-cultivate again, you will still be blocked from the questioning of the Dao Heart, and it will be difficult for you to temper yourself. The pinnacle of the body shifts over the mind.”
This is like retaking the college entrance examination. Even if you have already experienced it once and know the direction of the question, it is still difficult to get a higher score than before without a breakthrough.
Jiang Yinghe knew this truth very well, but he was much firmer than before, saying: "Even if it's a mist, I'll admit it, it won't be worse than falling into the catastrophe."
Tong Guiyu sighed: "The world is really unpredictable. I thought that a sword cultivator like you who is so pure-minded and has few desires would not be troubled by the love here."
Jiang Yinghe heard half of it, and keenly sensed his own melancholy in his words. After thinking for a while, he asked, "How are you and the one from Yaowanggu?"
He was asking about Chou Yongri from Yaowang Valley, he had seen that person before, he was dressed in green clothes, with a gentle expression, like a green willow bent by the spring breeze, it seemed that he could gently brush past someone's sleeves.
Tong Guiyu glanced at him, and drew out the beauty sword.
On this sword of love and wisdom, there is a light pink peach crystal sword pendant wrapped around it, which reflects the sharpness and is very interesting.
Hongyanjian loves beauties, so when presented in front of Jiang Yinghe, the sword vibrates and trembles slightly, exuding endless joy.
Jiang Yinghe glanced at the hilt of the sword, and said, "It seems that you are somewhat entangled with him."
"... I practice like this, how can I miss him." Tong Guiyu said, "Although there is an intersection, it's nothing more than that."
Jiang Yinghe knew why he was worried. Tong Guiyu is a monk who practices acacia, and his way lies in it, choosing and weighing the two ends of restraint and indulgence.
People who feel that they are ruthless, in order to avoid hurting each other, it is better to let go of the meager affection, so as to avoid future grudges.
What Jiang Yinghe was thinking was exactly what Tong Guiyu was worried about.
The two had their own difficulties, and there was a moment of silence, only the soft cat meowing sounded, and the thorny tongue licked his fingers comfortingly.
Jiang Yinghe lowered his head and rubbed the little white cat.
At the same time, the crane spirit outside the Xuanmen chirped leisurely for a few times, and the Xuanmen opened slightly for a few fingers, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect clasped his fists and bowed his head and said: "On behalf of the head teacher, there is news from the sect that Elder Lin has left the customs. I have something to talk to you about." business."
"Discussing and discussing is just a matter of a few blessed lands and the teaching of the younger generation. It is always closed and there is no breakthrough." Tong Guiyu said impatiently, but still got up to leave, smiled at Jiang Yinghe, and said: "Wait for you to recover, and then compete with Xuanwei Xianjun. Abbot Chanqing can't fight, and you haven't seen you for so many years. My hands are really itchy for a long time... By the way, I will send you some stuff in the book later. .”
"Actually, there is no need to..."
"Don't be shy." Tong Guiyu said meaningfully, "When you use it, you will thank me."
——
He really keeps his word.
Within half a day after Tong Guiyu left, Hehuanzong really gave some "gifts" to Qingjingya in the name of mutual communication, among which was a very high-quality double cultivation cheats.
Jiang Yinghe was nominally in seclusion, and his cultivation had not yet recovered, so it was not easy to come forward, and these things were only piled up in front of Baihe Yuyu Xuanmen. Jun'er took it in and put it away when he came back.
With such a friend, Jiang Yinghe felt that his blood pressure could make him angry like bungee jumping, fluctuating up and down.
Not to mention that Qin Jun seemed to be very interested, and took the book to study carefully for a long time... But when it was getting dark, there were some problems in the Netherworld, and he had to deal with them first, so he didn't stay in Baihe Yuyu.
The sky is getting late, and the residual glow is like blood.
In addition to his practice, Jiang Yinghe still had to study many Taoism skills he had learned before his reincarnation, until the night fell into darkness.
The little white cat beside him had already fallen asleep, sleeping soundly and soundly, very securely. His current body is more prone to fatigue, and he is also a little sleepy, and his mind is slightly distracted.
During these few breaths of trance, without hearing the sound of footsteps, I can suddenly feel a familiar breath enveloping me, and even the surrounding temperature feels lingering.
The candles were lit up a little.
Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes and saw that the wick of the candle on the lamp stand was straightened and cut off, and the flame immediately stood upright and bright like a thread.
Warm light overflowed, illuminating the pitch-black sleeves of the visitor, and the eyes gradually smudged into the color of flames under the brilliance.
"It hurt your eyes." He said, "You don't even listen."
This time it is a mortal body, reading in the dark will really hurt your eyes.
The candlelight is reflected on the ground, and the moonlight that seeps in from the window is intertwined.
reflect each other.
Li Huanhan's tone was calm as usual, and he didn't mean to blame. He walked over a few steps, slowly pulled out the book in Jiang Yinghe's hand, marked the number of pages he saw, and said, "Don't force it, you rest on time."
Jiang Yinghe happened to be sleepy, but felt that the other party was becoming more and more like a good wife, so he watched him for a while, and said, "I'm not forced, I'm not sleepy, I'm just waiting for you."
Li Huanhan lowered his head, his deep blood eyes looked at each other, his heart was as gloomy as a deep pool.
"Aren't you sleepy? Is there anything you want to say now?"
Jiang Yinghe said: "Actually, there are some, but because I have something to ask you, I don't want to sleep."
Li Huanhan was taken aback for a moment, as if he couldn't think of anything he needed to ask so solemnly.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yinghe looked into his eyes and said, "...will there be any damage if you cut the devil's heart?"
As soon as Li Huanhan heard it, he knew that he had seen Wangchenjian, and subconsciously said: "No."
As soon as the voice fell, the other party immediately asked: "Is this the truth?"
"..."
The moment he was silent for a while, Jiang Yinghe knew that there must be some damage. He sighed and said, "I don't like your wishful thinking, do you know that?"
The other party was silent for a moment, did not speak, but slowly embraced him, and smoothed his hair.
"sorry, I… "
His tone was too low and soft, with a feeling of melting ice and snow.
Jiang Yinghe hugged him back and explained: "Just like you don't want to see me hurt, I don't want to see you hurt, especially because of me. Many things, I responded too late, and I already feel ashamed..."
Before he could finish his words, Li Huanhan grabbed his wrist, pressed it to the side of the couch, and blocked his lips.
Compared with words, he seems to be more willing to express his emotions with actions, just like this moment. Jiang Yinghe could accurately feel his lingering desire and fanaticism, he could feel the gentleness on his lips, and he could even feel the destructive desire in him that was almost suppressed.
The world said he was cruel, violent, and disregarding human life.
But when he bowed his head and kissed, it was deep and passionate, gradually shifting from the gentle starting point until Jiang Yinghe was out of breath.
Finger pulp rubbing the upper lip.
Jiang Yinghe looked at him, and didn't know what to think for a while, maybe he was really tired from reading, or maybe the atmosphere was so good that he was dizzy from kissing, so he gently kissed the finger between his lips.
When Li Huanhan was in a daze, he put his arms around his neck, leaned over and tried to kiss him, and kissed him from his lips.
The angle starts and gradually closes. I don't know if it's more comforting or more intimate.
At this time, Jiang Yinghe didn't pay attention to the purification status bar provided by the system at all, and naturally he couldn't see how Li Huanhan's status bar was changing rapidly.
He is indeed very coaxable.
Jiang Yinghe kissed him and said in a low voice, "I can't do this kind of thing again in the future."
He was referring to splitting the devil's heart. Although it could guard him all the time and come to him, it would cause damage to Li Huanhan.
"… it is good."
The voice that came to his ears was low and hoarse, and he only answered once, then hugged Jiang Yinghe tightly and pressed him on the bed, as if he wanted to go one step further.
Jiang Yinghe didn't have any preparations in his mind, so he flirted with him and immediately felt embarrassed. He quickly grabbed his skirt and found a very suitable reason.
"My body...is not very good." He said implicitly, "You will break a mortal body."
Just as he finished speaking, a voice prompt popped up from the system that had been silently watching.
"You can use your hands or your legs."
...how is it so undeserved.
Jiang Yinghe was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly received a new task from the fusion system.
"Fusion task 1: Dual cultivation with the innate true nature."
Jiang Yinghe: "...Shuang, Xiu?"
He thought he was just repeating it in his heart to express his doubts, but he didn't realize that he said these two words directly. Then, Li Huanhan lowered his head, his breath spread, and his blood eyes stared at him intently. The line is muffled and muffled.
"… What did you say?"
The author has something to say: Tongtong: This is not necessary! What a little genius I am!
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