When Jiang Yinghe saw this, he had already basically confirmed who the sword fairy of Taichu was observing. He continued to watch while muttering about how such a coincidence happened.
"It's not just his emotional changes, even the world began to slide towards destruction irresistibly, I can feel the negative emotions accumulated in his body..."
"He cut the Dao Seed from his body, because the Dao Seed in his body is infinitely decaying... I don't know what went wrong, maybe it's because his xinxing gradually deviated... Just trying to restore this world caused by the process of purgatory."
The following description is a bit messy, but it seems that something has been thought of again, and the spirit has been refreshed, and the handwriting has become clear and complete again.
“…I adopted a cat.”
The words below have changed ink, and the tone is a bit heavy.
"This morning, he looked at the cat and wanted to self-destruct again... I didn't agree. But I didn't expect..."
"Is it appropriate to lock me up in a dark room because of this, dog man? Why are you jealous because of a cat? I don't even dare to touch primate creatures anymore, isn't it because of you?"
The words in this paragraph are particularly annoying, and a small angry face is drawn behind the question mark.
Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand to touch the expression of the little face, and confirmed that this was one of the few that he knew how to draw. He couldn't help thinking of this picture in his mind.
It is indeed a dog man, competing with cats and cats for favor, there is no way.
He had already seen most of the story structure from the diary, and the last bit of doubt in his heart disappeared, just wanted to figure out what was going on quickly.
Turning back is the last page that can be seen at present, and the remaining integration is not enough to unlock.
"It's my fault for trusting people."
"But I really didn't understand what kind of pure first love of a teenager to secretly kiss me when I was locked in a small black room. Is he so cute..."
"This man doesn't like me, does he? But I'm a firm and straight telegraph pole, it's impossible for me..."
The writing on the back was blotted out with ink, and there was a part of the blank space in the middle. I don't know what happened. At the end of this page, I quietly and guiltyly added a few words.
"I'm sorry to the fathers and folks of the earth, my sexual orientation was bent by him."
Seeing this in silence, Jiang Yinghe also felt ashamed - he was also sorry for his fellow countrymen on Earth, and if he did it all over again, his aptitude was still twisted.
no gay no
Firm, but the enemy is too strong.
Jiang Yinghe looked at it for a long time, a little absorbed, and didn't notice that since he pulled out the Wuchen sword, the surrounding ice layer seemed to have lost its support and began to gradually melt and tremble.
This kind of tremor was extremely subtle, and by the time he realized it, the stairs leading to the bottom had already begun to crack and shatter, and they were falling down one after another.
This area, located at an unknown depth, fell into a situation that was about to collapse under the trembling and shaking of the ice layer. Before he fell completely above the ice cave, another person suddenly grabbed his hand holding the book, and wrapped his arms around his waist for protection.
In the next moment, the ice and snow that had been squeezed for thousands of years suddenly fell from above, and landed on the surrounding bloody streamer barrier. Among the violent and crazy sound of collapse and falling, and the sound of blizzard rolling, the more intense one was the low and gentle sound that was close at hand. breath.
A hand brushed away the strands of hair that fell from his shoulders.
At a certain moment, Jiang Yinghe felt that this scene was very familiar, as if he had experienced it before, but he was sure that he had never experienced such a thing.
There was a rumbling sound in the ear, the sky was bright and dark in the falling ice and snow, and the ice layer under the feet began to shake.
Jiang Yinghe looked into his bright red and silent eyes.
When he entered the underground alone, he didn't really think that there was a crisis that required Li Huanhan to come to his side in an instant.
Part of his demonic heart is on the sword pendant, and the Wangchen sword is stored in his Taoist body. Li Huanhan is indeed the person who can most feel whether he is in danger.
In a trance, Jiang Yinghe seemed to see the shadow before the split from him, and it seemed that there was also such a temperament in the dusty and unrecovered memory.
It's just that whether it's from the diary or from his own feelings, his personality seems to have improved a lot. I don't know if it's because the blackened status bar has been cleared.
Li Huanhan watched him silently, and when the avalanche around him was over, he loosened his palm by an inch, leaving a little room for the movement of clasping the opponent's waist, and asked in a low voice: "...are you scared?"
Jiang Yinghe didn't expect him to ask such a question, raised his hand and kneaded his head, and said, "What do you think of me? Are you weak and can't take care of yourself?"
Li Huanhan's eyes did not change, and he continued: "Master is naturally experienced in many battles, and he is more than capable."
He lowered his head against Jiang Yinghe's shoulder, his breath suddenly sank, and he let out a sigh of relief, with a gentle and gloomy tone: "...you scared me."
Jiang Yinghe had prepared a basketful of words in his mind, but he was suddenly stuck in front of this sentence.
, he could feel the weight of the other party's embrace, so real and urgent.
He suddenly felt that what Jianxian said in the records was not wrong at all, and he couldn't tell whether the other party would be jealous of a cat, whether he would not dare to go forward after being imprisoned in the small black room, only dared to sneak up. Kissing him, is he crazy enough to destroy the world, but he is still on the verge of breaking apart the Dao species, and asked him if he agrees.
Jiang Yinghe suddenly felt that this really seemed to be something he could do.
He raised his hand, hugged Li Huanhan back, and said softly, "I'm fine."
This sentence temporarily calmed him down, and made Li Huanhan's mood much more stable.
At this moment, the system, which had not talked much, suddenly spoke.
"It would be nice if you could kiss him at this time."
The number of times the system talked to him was really too little, Jiang Yinghe didn't even realize it at first, subconsciously said: "Kiss him?"
"Yes." The mechanical voice of the system was very emotional, "If you had been able to..."
The words behind it were not spoken, and fell silent again.
Jiang Yinghe sensed that this ever-changing system was purposeful, and felt that it knew a lot. Just as he was about to continue asking, he was suddenly cupped across the cheek and met those bright red blood eyes.
"What did Master just say?" Li Huanhan asked, looking directly at him.
Jiang Yinghe didn't know how to explain to him that it was a conversation with the system. He was stared at by those unfathomable blood eyes for a moment, and then plucked the string in his mind again, thinking about the few words the system said.
If at first...
He raised his head slightly and kissed the other's lips.
The hand resting on his waist tightened suddenly, and the bloody barrier around him stopped, and then there seemed to be a sense of weightlessness surrounding and surrounding him.
Li Huanhan's lips were cold and soft, touching him, it was gentle enough at first, but when the distance got deeper and deeper, the situation began to get out of hand.
He pried open his teeth, grabbed the air between his lips and tongue, and inserted his knuckles into Jiang Yinghe's hair.
This is a snowy field, and the surroundings are filled with cold air. Only Jiang Yinghe's body has a light and soft fragrance.
And the deeper he explored, the more he could appreciate the gentleness and softness of the other party, and the extreme tolerance under the other's appearance.
Li Huanhan separated slightly from him, stared at the other's red lips, raised his finger to rub it slightly, and said, "Breathe...or not?"
Jiang Yinghe breathed slowly and calmly, the corners of his eyes were a little pale
Hong, gradually let go of the fingers holding the opponent's sleeve, and said: "It's just that it won't be so what, sooner or later..."
His words stopped abruptly.
As far as the eye can see, it is not the deep pit in the center of the collapse, but an uncollapsed snow peak above the snow field. Not far away, Qin Jun and Chang Ye are standing beside them, their faces so black Can't see.
... Li Huanhan came out with him in his arms
Jiang Yinghe was so out of breath just now, he didn't notice at all, then just now...
Just when Jiang Yinghe's mind was filled with the word embarrassment, Qin Jun took a few steps closer, gritted his back molars and said sarcastically: "Senior brother is really eager to save people, even for this kind of thing, I have to protest with my juniors. "
He checked Jiang Yinghe's body carefully, and made sure that there was not a single hair missing, so he relaxed his tone a little: "Fortunately, it's all right."
Jiang Yinghe said: "I'm also very fortunate. If you are really hurt somewhere, you will probably keep talking about me when you go back. Obviously I am the teacher..."
His dignity as a teacher has long since disappeared. Jiang Yinghe sighed, heard a sweet meow, looked down at his feet, and sure enough saw the little green tea cat who couldn't get in the conversation or squeeze in.
Only when Chang Ye looks like this is he most liked by Master.
Jiang Yinghe lowered his body, took the little white cat on the snow into his arms, rubbed his fluffy erect ears, and said: "...Obviously I am the teacher, but you are always in charge of trivial matters .”
"If you don't care, you may not be willing to listen." Qin Jun said, "But we will definitely listen to what the master says."
When Jiang Yinghe heard these words, the doubts that had accumulated in his mind for many days suddenly popped up. He endured and endured, seeing that there was no one else around, he still did not hold back, and said: "It's nonsense, you are disobedient At that time, no matter how much I tried to persuade him, I couldn’t persuade him.”
Qin Jun was taken aback by these words, and was taken aback. Seeing Jiang Yinghe straighten the tie of his cloak, he turned and left. He raised his hand to grab Li Huanhan who followed immediately, and said, "When did I become disobedient, I..."
Li Huanhan glanced at him calmly, and said calmly: "He said it was too deep, slow down."
"..."
"And when he said he took the medicine by himself and didn't need you."
Qin Jun was speechless, and said after a while: "Then you are the same, you have never heard of this."
Li Huanhan gave him a meaningful look: "But I didn't say that I would definitely listen."
Qin Jun: "..."
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Penglai main hall
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The incense of the furnace wafts away quietly.
Jiang Yinghe sat next to the senior brother who was the head of the sect, listening to Zhou Zhengping talk about the affairs of the sect.
A cat was placed on his lap, and the little white cat rolled on the skirt of his clothes, lazily raised its paw, and patted Jiang Yinghe's back in a hooking manner.
The flesh pad was soft and clean, and the hand holding him began to lick it repeatedly. The tongue with soft thorns was a little rough, and the touch was very vivid.
"...Among the disciples of the younger generation, there are indeed only a few who are gifted with excellent temperament."
Zhou Zhengping paused, glanced at the cat, and was sure it was the Lord Yaozun, who was basically shameless for Junior Brother Jiang, lowered his head and coughed lightly, and said, "Junior Brother, I heard that you went to the snowfield."
Although Jiang Yinghe was so seduced by the cat in his arms, he still listened carefully. When he heard this, he nodded and explained: "I took the Wuchen sword under the snowy field, and the underground cave collapsed that day. Thousands of years later, you can see the snow fields melt."
Zhou Zhengping nodded slightly, and said: "It takes thousands or even ten thousand years of savings to increase or remove one thing, and the same is true for Xueyuan... You can successfully obtain this sword, which shows that you have some fate with it."
Jiang Yinghe thought to himself, it's not just some fate, it is estimated that the time that this sword will be with me is not under the Wangchen Sword.
"Your Senior Sister Yan will be leaving the customs in two days." Zhou Zhengping said, "With her here, I can feel at ease. For so many years in Penglai, you have never been concerned about internal affairs, and Junior Brother Xiaoyun is playful and aggressive." , only Caiwei can be the next head."
Jiang Yinghe had been obsessed with cultivation before, knew nothing about management chores, and had never tried to run a business, but he still felt something was wrong when he heard this, and asked, "Succession? Why did the brother in charge say that?"
Zhou Zhengping put down the dust whisk in his hand, looked at the sky outside the window, and said: "I have been busy all my life, and I have lost many opportunities to manage Penglai. Recently... Brother also feels that my time is approaching."
Jiang Yinghe's heart tightened, as if a string in his mind was suddenly taut.
"My catastrophe is about to come." Zhou Zhengping said, "Even if it has been delayed for many years, it is still difficult to escape the catastrophe. But these years are enough."
"Brother Sect Leader..."
"You don't have to think about reincarnation." Zhou Zhengping said in a flat tone, as if he was describing a trivial matter, "Your fate is not complete, and you have something to ask for, so you can reincarnate and rebuild. But I have come here, there is no other Please, I am willing to return the true spirit to the heaven and the earth. If the brother survives smoothly, he will return to Penglai. If he really dies
Daoxiao, then..."
He stopped talking, and pointed to the geese flying outside the window, "I will never return from a long journey."
Jiang Yinghe choked for a while, and after a long silence, he said in a low voice: "The road is difficult and dangerous, and I also know it. The ups and downs of life and death should be seen."
"There's no need to be sad." Zhou Zhengping said with a smile, "If senior brother survives by chance, Zhengdao will add another immortal king. Maybe I will be able to return in a hundred years. It's still unknown."
Jiang Yinghe nodded, slowly suppressed his hanging heart, and said, "Brother Zhou is open-minded, everything will go well."
"That's right." Zhou Zhengping briefly talked about this matter, and then mentioned other affairs, "After you, Senior Sister Yan, leave the customs, I will formally travel far away. In addition to taking care of Junior Brother Xiaoyun, the newcomers Take a look, too, kid."
Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment, thinking of the few talented children he mentioned earlier, he thought for a moment, and said, "I have made Changye a closed disciple, I'm afraid..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt the little white cat in his arms froze, as if there was a subtle pressure on those "new disciples" who had never met before.
"You don't need to take back Qingjingya." Zhou Zhengping glanced at him, and said, "With your appearance and temperament, I'm afraid that young people are young and energetic, and don't know love and hate. It's easy...cough, to go astray."
He paused for a while, then glanced at the white cat in Jiang Yinghe's arms, and continued: "... Besides, it's not safe."
The author has something to say: Master Zhou (speaking earnestly): How can a beautiful master be so important, right