Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Sandalwood is scattered in the Buddhist room.

This kind of breath was heavy and heavy, slowly drifting over, intertwined with the cold fragrance on Jiang Yinghe's body, and lasted for a long time.

"Jiang Xianjun has no confidence in himself."

Zen Qing handed him a cup of tea, the tea was deposited, the foam scattered all over, and the green tea soup was glowing brightly.

Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand to take the tea cup and slowly pressed his palm against the wall of the cup. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a thunderous sound outside the window.

The thunder sounded, and even the electric light between the clouds penetrated the sky and the earth in an instant.

Jiang Yinghe's heart tightened, and he felt that the weather was more unusual. He turned his eyes for a moment, and then questioned: "Which fairy friend has been able to cross the catastrophe recently?"

Zen Qing followed his gaze and said, "Nothing."

Jiang Yinghe felt more and more strange. How could ordinary thunderstorms give him a fascinating feeling? He hesitated for a moment, got up and walked to the window, saying: "Abbot..."

Zen Qingdao: "With your current state of mind, how to deal with the future."

Half of Jiang Yinghe's thoughts were interrupted by this sentence. He knows that the connotation of what Chan Qing refers to is complicated, one is a tangible tribulation, and the other is an invisible love tribulation, but no matter what it is, his current vacillation makes the road forward seem quite difficult.

He was silent for a moment, just about to calm down and calm his mind for a while. In the distance, the firmament Yuyu shattered like a shattered light, and the sky-wide deep purple color passed by.

Jiang Yinghe's mind was stagnant, and he suddenly thought of the source of all his uneasiness, and said hastily: "Senior, let me be out of company for the time being, I..."

The words suddenly stopped.

He suddenly realized why Chan Qing came at this moment, and what he did after Chang Ye asked that sentence--he thought that the three of them were not in harmony, and there was always time to discuss and quarrel, so you don't have to be so anxious...

"The Immeasurable Tianque Golden Immortal Fighting Technique." Chanqing looked at him and said, "Sit down, please."

He knew that it was useless to go, but he was still uneasy. The thought that had been a master for two hundred years with the mentality of an old father couldn't turn around, and he always felt that he should go and take a look.

"...They recovered soon." Jiang Yinghe picked up the tea cup, watched the tea noodles for a few breaths, and suddenly said, "I'm afraid they will get hurt."

"If it is a quick fight, injury is inevitable." Chanqing's words are calm and have a kind of power to calm inner anxiety. "It's useless for you to go."

"……Ok."

Jiang Yinghe slowly pushed back his thoughts, bowed his head and took a sip of tea. This is still the one that day, and it's terribly painful.

Orchid

There are only these two kinds of tea in Ruo Temple, the other is almost tasteless "Mo Rushui", and he has not asked about the name of this kind of tea.

The two sat quietly for a while, and when the atmosphere became more and more dull, there was a clear voice outside the meditation room, leaning over the window.

"Jiang Xianjun, you have nothing to eat--" Kong Jing's voice got closer and closer, until the little head came out from under the window, and the black eyes were shining, but in the next instant he was taken aback, and he stomped: " The abbot, the abbot..."

Chan Qing did not look at it, but directly asked, "What did you feed him?"

"Some cakes." Jiang Yinghe had a subtle feeling of being caught feeding other people's children, but his expression was calm, he didn't panic at all, and he confessed, "and extraordinary dust food."

The footsteps of the little monk leaving quietly came from outside. The Buddha beads that Chan Qing's hand flicked suddenly stopped, and his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he no longer dared to sneak away.

"Keep his mouth open." Chan Qing closed his eyes, "Don't give it anymore."

"Okay." Jiang Yinghe was slightly guilty, his attention was shifted a little, thinking that the little monk's clothes were thin, and it was estimated that it would be poured thoroughly in a while, and he pleaded, "At such a young age, if you don't practice enough, you will get cold. "

Chan Qing suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him calmly for a long while, with complicated eyes, before he said: "No wonder the three souls with different dispositions can treat you with one heart and one mind. If you raise a disciple like you, even if you change three people, it will be the same."

Jiang Yinghe felt that his education career had suffered a second major blow.

"Good-looking appearance, cold on the outside and soft on the inside." Zen Qing said, "Don't say harsh words, I haven't even taught him a lesson. Don't say that evil cultivation covets, how can you guarantee that even a person of the right way will not sway your heart, go astray."

Jiang Yinghe was not acquainted with Chan Qing before, and the two were a little bit older, and they didn't have much interaction before. When the other party mentioned this, he subconsciously thought of Xiao Xuanyu.

"If Xianjun raises cats and dogs, he will have the same habit." Chan Qing said ruthlessly, "not to mention human beings."

One-third warmth, one wants four-pointers, grows greed a little bit, and refuses to let go... The more intimate you are, the more you will be delusional and delusional.

Jiang Yinghe felt criticized. He asked humbly and asked: "If it is from the abbot's view, how should I teach it."

Just as the two were communicating about the growth and education of the next generation, a lazy beast roared, followed by the voice of Jiuying.

"Little monk, what do you

Stand here. This is Jiang Yinghe’s retreat. What should you stand with him here..."

The voice continued from far to near, revealing Jiu Ying’s cheeks with demon patterns. He looked inside nonchalantly, followed by a jam, and said: "... Zen, the abbot of Zen Qing."

Zen Qing nodded, "Nine Infant Demon Lord."

"Abbot, I..."

"The demon king has no desire to change evil and return to righteousness. If he leaves here, he will return to his freedom."

Jiuying was immediately anxious, but he still had half of the demon pill left on Jiang Yinghe, even if he couldn't get the half back, he still had a favorite mating partner in Lanruo Temple, how could he just leave.

"Abbot, I haven't succeeded in the transformation yet. Is Kong Jing annoying you? It's okay, I will take him away right away, don't let him always come to Jiang Xianjun to act like a baby, don't thank me for nothing, sweeping in the temple is especially... ...That, how to say, that... Zen rhyme!"

He picked up the little monk with a ferocious monster pattern, but left with a bright smile.

The heavy rain continued, Jiang Yinghe stepped forward and closed the window, and said, "The abbot has no intention of letting him go, why do you say that on purpose. You also have no intention of punishing Kongjing, but you have to borrow the hand of Jiuying."

Zen Qing moved the Buddha beads and said: "Slax and degree can be an adult."

Jiang Yinghe nodded thoughtfully, thinking that these three of his family did not grow up under the brilliance of correct values, as if they should be taught by a variety of methods to...

He was completely taken astray, and as soon as the anxiety and anxiety in his heart dissipated a lot, he felt a thunder and tremor that blasted into his ears.

In the next instant, the roof of Lanruo Temple's Buddhist temple burst open suddenly, and it was an unimaginable behemoth that fell faster than raindrops.

The prototype of Chang Ye is larger than Lanruo Temple. Even if it is scaled down at this moment, it is only enough for two paws to step into the room. He has wings on his back and his tail can easily lift the roof off. At this moment, the prototype has injuries. Red blood dripped over the tip of the tail drop by drop, washed and diluted by the rainstorm.

Jiang Yinghe only closed the window, and felt that the roof of this quiet Buddhist room blew up directly, and he was embraced by a large pile of plush.

Tian Zhen rubbed him with his fluffy forehead and cheeks, making a low snoring noise from his throat. He hid his fangs, and there was a very light blood on his body.

Just as Jiang Yinghe looked at the huge fluffy in front of him, before he could react, he was dragged from behind by his waist with his other hands, hugged into his arms, and pressed directly to the edge of the corner.

A drop of rain never touched the skirt of the shirt.

The blood is now more than just smelled

Before Jiang Yinghe had time to ask, he was kissed by Li Huanhan.

...The clean place of Buddhism.

These six words appeared in Jiang Yinghe's mind. As soon as he wanted to push him away, he felt that something that had previously been lacking was slowly entering his body. The tangible and intangible sword of love and wisdom was slow and lingering. The Jedi transitioned with this kiss.

This thing did not return and melt when the lips overlapped, but it became more and more engraved in the mind between this deep kiss. His empty and dull nerves were moved, and the empty space was completely filled.

The other party's lips were warm, eager, and a hint of carelessness. The beginning was fashionable and cautiously restrained, but after Jiang Yinghe's push was loosened, he became more and more eager to get hot, overflowing with long suppressed desires.

Li Huanhan's breath is so familiar. Jiang Yinghe could feel that he almost couldn't control himself. His hands around his waist tightened, and the tips of his teeth gently rubbed his lips.

It must be red there, maybe it made him bite slightly swollen, and he couldn't see anyone.

The wind blew by the ears.

He finally, slowly and seriously, confirmed his intentions.

Jiang Yinghe raised his hand and grabbed his collar. When he couldn't change his breath, he pulled off the other's collar. He tilted his head and evened his breath. His voice was muted: "Don't go crazy here, the abbot is a monk."

He was going to be fainted by the sudden deep kiss, but he still remembered that Chan Qing was a monk, how could this kind of scene be seen by a pure Buddha cultivator.

Li Huanhan raised his head, his **** eyes looked at him silently, and then slightly let go of his hand, but still clinging to his waist, said: "Master..."

Jiang Yinghe let out an "um" and noticed the heavy bloodiness on his body. He touched the back of the opponent's waist with his backhand, and his hands were full of blood as expected.

The Golden Fairy Fighting Technique requires a quick fight and no harm to the creatures under their feet. Presumably for them, they are very restrained and will suffer a lot in the process.

Jiang Yinghe has been with him for so many years and naturally feels distressed. He still can't understand so many strange and complicated emotions, but he feels aching, like a piece of ice.

"Is it serious?" Jiang Yinghe lowered his head and glanced at the blood stains on his fingertips, "Is the back hurt?"

"No problem." Li Huanhan stretched out his hand, habitually held Jiang Yinghe's fingers, and wiped his **** fingers clean with a snow-white silk paw, with a focused expression, "No need to worry."

Just as Sipa wiped away the blood stains, another person's voice rang from the side.

"I said, Li Huanhan, this is your fault

. ……let me see……"

One hand came in and pushed aside the corner of Li Huanhan's impermeable wind. The palm of his hand was a little cold, and he slowly grasped Jiang Yinghe's fingertips.

Qin Jun knew that Li Huanhan had an attitude of protecting people from all angles, but the three of them had just ended their cooperation, and they still had a little affection for each other, this demon reluctantly gave way.

Qin Jun's gray eyes remained the same, only moving when he looked at Master, and seeing others seemed to be looking at the harmful garbage in the cultivation world. There was a little blood on the tips of his hair, but it didn't seem to be a big problem, but when he approached, his breath became too lingering.

The hand of the evil spirit was colder than that of the demon.

But the action is exactly the same soft, there is a delicate and gentle breath.

Qin Jun's fingertips passed over his slightly red and swollen lips, not knowing what he was thinking, the slightly colder temperature spread and spread on the skin, but it was even more scorching.

"He is so excessive, you are not angry." Qin Jun said Li Huanhan, "Then Master, can you give me a kiss?"

Different from the temperature of his fingers, Qin Jun's breath is scorching hot, and his tone has a dark ending.

"...I can't just give it a little sweetness, or does Master dislike this third of me?" Qin Jun pressed his ears, the heat rushed through his ears, "Master, give me a kiss."

Although Jiang Yinghe knew that they were alone, he still felt that the situation was bewildering at the moment. Qin Jun grabbed his five fingers, and the other party was almost oppressed. The kiss was light and full of provocation to the rival.

"Take it all." Qin Jun just touched his lips lightly, and then whispered like a bewildered voice, "You can't give up halfway, Master taught it."

How could Jiang Yinghe parry him.

Just when he was so speechless when asked, Qin Jun's body was blocked by Li Huanhan. The big apprentice wiped the corners of his lips with an expressionless expression, and said, "Don't pay attention to him."

One-third, two-thirds... Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes and looked at the huge plush that came close to him, watching the last third block the rain, his thick tail entangled his legs.

Jiang Yinghe: "...Stop making trouble, where is the abbot of Zen Qing?"

He turned to look at the senior at the door, and then took another look at the Zen room that had been lifted off the roof, and said with guilt in his heart: "...this, we will fix it."

Zen Qing looked at him complicatedly for a long while, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that the Lanruo Temple is cleanly repaired, and you two must restrain yourself."

Divided souls always need to be merged, he sees

Called by one person.

Jiang Yinghe carefully savored the two words "restraint", feeling more guilty in his heart, and said: "Senior, rest assured, I will not affect the purity of the temple."

Zen Qing wanted to speak and then stopped, and stopped talking and wanted, and finally just sighed gently, saying: "Don't let the poor monk's deduction that day come true."

Jiang Yinghe: "...Although I don't know what the abbot sees, the younger generation should pay attention to it."

As soon as his words fell, Tianxuan in front of him slowly shrank his body, turned into a big cat, leaning on him, and licking his fingers with a barbed tongue coquettishly.

Jiang Yinghe was licked a few times by him before he remembered the abbot's teaching that adults need to be relaxed and relaxed, and then he withdrew his fingers and knocked the head of the big cat.

"Be smaller."

The big cat looked at him incredulously with his eyes open for a moment. Then he looked at Li Huanhan, who was expressionless and wiped Jiang Yinghe's hands again, and Qin Jun, who approached the Master with a shy face and whispered. A sense of grievance is overwhelmed.

He choked and turned into a little cat, leaned forward and lay on Jiang Yinghe's feet, crying in his round cat eyes, holding his injured tail and licking his fur in silence.

Jiang Yinghe was a little soft-hearted just now, when he wanted to pick Chang Ye up, he was held to the cheek by the second apprentice beside him, Qin Jun's voice was melancholy and slightly mute.

"Master, his injury is not serious."

Chaos didn't hurt the long night very much.

It was their hands.

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Xie Dongli was sent to the small world by the system to reform himself, but he didn't expect it to be a double-edited script.

And he is soft and easy to knock down, a weak duck batch.

Looking back, Xie Dongli had a headache when he saw the suitor who was full of black house ideas.

System 404: As long as you turn the plot into a clear water direction, the host can go back. Come on, show your heart~

Xie Dongli:...

What is your little yellow mosquito doing daydreaming about?

Xie Dongli didn't expect that he was like a spring in the small world. The medicine was perfect. Everywhere he went, he was young talents who wanted to have in-depth exchanges with him.

Today, on the 1st, I want to show him the stars, tomorrow on the 2nd, I want to enjoy the scenery with him, and on the 3rd the day after tomorrow, I will invite him to the hot springs...

It's really busy.

After the harem reserve, after one, two, three, four, five, Xie Dongli turned his face decisively and refused to recognize him.

In order to prevent the car from overturning, he backhanded him a fool.

In the end, he was taken advantage of by holding him and not letting go, but still holding the face of an old enemy, with a serious face: "I will lose it when I use it?"

Xie Dongli:...

Go dog man!

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