Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Jiang Yinghe felt this way for the first time.

When he was on the earth, he belonged to the autistic social situation of being single at first sight. There were only a few fixed friends in his circle of friends. Apart from games and reading, he was completely unwilling to a certain extent.

He hadn't experienced this feeling.

heat.

His whole body was hot, and his head was burning hot. He held the sword with one hand on the ground, the temperature on the snow sword was the only cold, and even the air was sucked into his lungs and it was boiling.

If Jiang Yinghe hadn't been an independent man early, he would be uncomfortable and cry at this time.

He pressed this force tightly, feeling that the lustful scent entangled endlessly. He has not left his side until now, the **** odor mixed with the cold fragrance on his Taoist body, there is a kind of cold and glamorous. Special breath.

The Seven-Day Albizia is the unique item of the Albizia Sect, and it is the highest level of this kind of medicine, and it is inspired by the magical illusion art of the same cave, even if Jiang Yinghe has no desires and strong willpower. Some can't resist.

His chaotic sage returned from time to time, and sometimes farther away. Wangchenjian's sword pendant gently stroked the back of his hand, and the thin spikes at the end made the skin slightly itchy.

Jiang Yinghe resisted, and was in a tug-of-war with the drugs that consumed the will in his body. His eyelashes were slowly getting wet, and he couldn't hold it anymore at this time.

At this moment, a familiar embrace embraced him and brought him into the normal temperature range.

Li Huanhan hugged him.

The big disciple always has a bitter air of swordsman, but when he embraces him, only the gentleness of secret is left.

Jiang Yinghe recognized him, and was very at ease with his apprentice’s character and personality. In addition to the people who Huanhan already liked, it was even more impossible...

His thoughts broke off, and he suddenly remembered that the big apprentice seemed... to be crooked!

This is not so good, lonely and widowed... Jiang Yinghe just wanted to shrink, his finger was grabbed by the opponent, and a refreshing spiritual force fed back, supporting the deadlock in his body.

Jiang Yinghe's heart suddenly loosened--no matter how many bends, no one can see it! What's more, I am his master!

Look at this consciousness of respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao, it is worthy of the future of immortality bathed in the growth of the core socialist values!

Jiang Yinghe immediately surged with wonderful confidence, and hurriedly shook Huanhan's hand and asked in a low voice, "How about the two of them? How about the barrier? Xiao Xuanyu's incomplete soul escaped... "

"That demon

Xiu is dead. "

Jiang Yinghe was startled for a moment: "...Are you injured?"

If he could say this, his apprentice must have fought him against him. Even if Xiao Xuanyu had only half of his soul, he was also a Demon Lord of the Void Void Realm who was separated by two realms from Huanhan, how could he not get hurt?

Seeing that he did not answer, Jiang Yinghe was about to follow up when he suddenly heard the voice of the big apprentice.

"Master," Li Huanhan seemed to forcibly endure something, bowed his head and took a breath around his neck, restraining himself, "Don't mention others when you can't protect yourself."

Jiang Yinghe has his spiritual support, and his condition is much better than just now. After being reminded by Li Huanhan, I remembered that I was in an awkward situation and the predicament was still there.

The medicinal effect of Albizia for 7 days can only fade away slowly. He concentrates and closes his eyes to fight against the abnormal movements in his body.

After Jiang Yinghe closed his eyes, Li Huanhan dared to look away and take a real look at him.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but for Li Huanhan, it is more like a torment than an opportunity.

Master still didn't realize his feelings in his heart, and the timing was not ripe, but it was such a period of time that the plum blossoms that no one had seen and urged to bloom appeared before his eyes.

He raised his hand and slowly approached his fingers, passing through the long black hair of the master, and when he wanted to touch his cheek, he stopped.

Li Huanhan stared at him blankly.

I didn't expect that the word "weak" could one day be used on myself.

He raised his lower lip mockingly, watching the blood splash on Jiang Yinghe's cheek, touching the side of his face with his fingertips, and gently wiping away the blood stains.

Master's eyelashes were still moist, and the end of his eyes was red, as if he had been forced to tears before.

Li Huanhan knew that he was not a gentleman. His coveting, greedy, and possessing desires were like engraved alive in the bone marrow, spreading more and more with time.

But his cherishment and care are also increasing day by day.

Jiang Yinghe heard the sound of a deep inhalation from the other side.

He separated a ray of thought and asked: "What's the matter?"

Before the words fell, there was an extra step behind the place where no one was originally, and another heavy spiritual force was introduced from the rear, which belonged to Qin Jun.

"Junior Brother Qin is here." Li Huanhan said.

Jiang Yinghe gave a "um" first, then reacted and suddenly raised his eyes and said, "The enchantment?"

"When the barrier trembled, Junior Brother Chang Ye activated the communication token." Qin Jun said.

"……fair enough."

Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that this move a little alarmed the sect. Since Xiao Xuanyu is dead, even if some are disabled

Yu's devilish energy won't have much influence anymore, and Penglai sent his colleagues here to help the aftermath.

Sitting in the middle of the two of them, he couldn't see the undercurrent surging when Qin Jun and Li Huanhan looked at each other. In a place where Master could not see, the two exchanged their eyes with hostility.

Qin Jun withdrew his gaze and felt the unusual temperature on Jiang Yinghe's body.

That kind of incomparably cold Youxiang seemed to have enthusiasm at this moment.

Qin Jun conveyed his spiritual power behind his back, with the palm of his hand resting between his back through the white shirt.

When he hugged the master last time, he could feel that the opponent's waist was very narrow, and there was a sense of thinness with a well-proportioned texture. This time, move a minute from the back to the sides, and you can more appreciate the lightness of the tentacles.

So light, it seems to be lighter than the soul ferrying in the depths of the ghost realm. Qin Jun stared at him with low eyes for a while, then raised the bone hand, fiddled with Master's hair which was covering the nape of his neck, as if he couldn't take it easy, and then picked up the hair that fell behind his ears.

The cold finger bones were blocked, and the gray eyes were opposite to a pair of blood red.

Qin Jun looked at Li Huanhan's almost threatening gaze, curled his lower lip uninhibitedly, and said, "Is there anything uncomfortable about Master?"

He knowingly asked, in front of Li Huanhan, he approached from the rear right, and the warm breath swept across Jiang Yinghe's neck.

"If it's still uncomfortable," Qin Jun paused and asked slowly, "Although the disciple has an unstable realm, he has reached the spiritual stage and can help Master..."

He couldn't finish his words.

Because of the long late night, the whole body exudes the fragrance of suspected green tea, he rushed over again, shouting "Master!", while rubbing against Jiang Yinghe's side——

Then the demon was carried out by Li Huanhan, his face was expressionless and his tone was calm: "The younger brother is not enough in cultivation, just watch it by the side."

I stayed for a long night and tried to say: "My realm is already..."

"Senior brother will bear it." Qin Jun smiled "kindly", "How can it make you suffer?"

Although the three of them didn't deal with each other, in front of Jiang Yinghe, they always had to constrain a lot. Chang Ye firmly suppressed the urge to probing his claws to fight, and it was rare to suppress his temper honestly, watching the two lose spiritual power from the side.

The medicinal effect of Acacia on the 7th and his ice-cold Dao body saw back and forth. With the support of two disciples sending spiritual power, Jiang Yinghe finally spent a lot of effort to suppress this uncomfortable energy.

His roots were wet and he exhaled deeply. Just about to stand up, he felt weak in the Taoist body that was emptied by the strength of the medicine.

, A feeling of soft legs surged up.

Jiang Yinghe's eyes were dark, and he didn't know which apprentice he had fallen into. At the same time, because the illusionist had died, the illusion in this enchantment could not be maintained, and it suddenly disappeared at this moment.

He got up from his disciple's arms with difficulty, and through the gap between the moonlight and his arms, he saw Senior Sister Yan and several direct disciples standing opposite her.

Jiang Yinghe looked blank.

Yan Caiwei was dumbfounded.

Jiang Yinghe: "Senior Sister..."

Yan Caiwei, who was dressed in purple, was silent for a moment, then she answered her mouth, and then struggled for a while, and said, "Junior Brother Jiang, you..."

She hesitated for a moment, and asked carefully: "Will it be too irritating?"

Jiang Yinghe: "...what?"

Yan Caiwei's face blushed: "Well, the senior sister has never seen such a big scene."

She paused, swallowed, and said, "That's right, in the land of the brothel, wind and moon, I still don't avoid others... not so good?"

Jiang Yinghe: "..."