Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Jiang Yinghe originally thought that since only Hanhan knew, he would take him alone to solve the matter.

But he clearly underestimated the insight of his two other apprentices.

This house opened across the inn from the inn. People in every corner of the building could see those women with beautiful postures and snow-skinned lips. But Jiang Yinghe’s seat was empty, and there were no good-looking girls.

He took a sip of tea in silence, turned his eyes and looked at the long night beside him—

The young apprentice’s eyebrow eyebrow (Yan Yan), although covering half of his face, has a hazy mystery that still holds the pipa half of his face. Those rouge powder did not know how many layers higher in the past.

Jiang Yinghe’s aesthetics all gave them a few of them. Looking at the little apprentice who was teasing the teacup from the side, he smiled gradually, and gradually reflected why no one was around.

The long night was so beautiful. The best-looking girls in the distance leaned on the fence and whispered in envy, but none of them eagerly tried to get to Long Ye.

They defaulted that this young man was Jiang Yinghe’s beloved pillow, with a subtle and unique smile on his face, talking in a low voice.

“Gao Leng with soft cute, this is what it looks like. I feel offended by boys in this professional sense.”

“The other two are also pretty. The four Needs sit at a table. Who would dare to pass by shamelessly? Isn’t it embarrassing to be compared by a man?”

“Don’t say it, all the people in our building went back to the house after they saw it.” One of the girls, who were 17 or eight years old, was nibbling melon seeds. “This kind of girl also comes to Ye Gu. He, I am willing too. ”

“What dream? I haven’t awakened the wine I drink tonight. I watched it just to meet the world. How can I reach Qing. Lou came to look straight, eh …” Shao (female nu) stuck his lower shell , Could not help but say, “One is more gentleman than one.”

In fact, it is not a good man.

Long night pulled the master’s white sleeves and glanced at the opposite Qin Jun, feeling that the evil spirit’s eyes could no longer be controlled, and the desire in his eyes was so clear that it was hard to hide.

He sneered in his heart. Li Huanhan, a demon, actually wanted to bring his master to this kind of magical turmoil alone. This is not a delusion. And Qin Jun is another evil spirit that can’t hold his paws. If he doesn’t watch it, he will return the master to the ghost domain. He must look at it.

Long night thought while whispering to Jiang Yinghe: “Master, will there be good people in Moxiu?”

Li Huanhan bounced, staring at his younger brother, watching the innocent and beautiful face close to Jiang Yinghe, his eyes clear.

“I heard that Moxiu is terrible, is this the case?”

Jiang Yinghe raised his hand to his lips and said, “Don’t mention it, be careful to startle the snake.”

His fingers were slightly cold, and he shoved quickly on the lips of Long Night, like a dragonfly spitting water, unaware of the problem.

Long night stunned, looking at his removed finger, could not help but gently licked the lower lip, just wanted to speak was interrupted by the words of Qin Jun.

“You are too timid.” Qin Jun’s gray (color) eyes stared straight at him. Whenever he looked at others with this kind of eyes, it made people feel that the limit was approaching, and his life was about to end. It seemed that he would be killed by pulling his sword in the next second.

However, Long Ye was obviously not afraid. He glanced at Qin Jun with a sneer, but he whispered to Jiang Yinghe in a grievous complaint: “Master Zun, does Brother Qin dislike me?”

Jiang Yinghe’s words of comfort hadn’t been uttered, and he saw that the magical energy that had just emerged was reappearing, right in the middle of the first floor of the crowd.

He stared at the pipa on the first floor in the middle of the first floor for a moment, feeling that it was a disguised magic weapon.

Mo Xiu appeared in this place where the red dust, smoke and fire were very heavy, then he must have practiced this way, and it is even possible that the monk who practiced the Hehuan Road fell to the devil. Among the demon practitioners with surnames in the world, there is only one who fell in love with the acacia … that is an old man.

At that time, Jiang Yinghe appeared in the realm of the realm as a sword repair. As a close disciple of Penglai’s incumbent, he was extremely talented and made rapid progress. He was ranked first in the list of “Hundred Years of the Realm of the Realm” with Tong Guiyu of the Hehuan Sect An old man, who was once an extremely outstanding disciple of the Hehuan Sect, went out with Tonggui Fisherman.

It was only later that he fell into the devil’s path and his name was engraved on the Wanted Order of the Hehuan Sect, and he became a demon king who was quite dreadful in the demon repair.

Jiang Yinghe gazed at the past for a long time, seeing the magical energy wrapped around the purple (color) lute, but did not expect to hit him in such a place.

He took a soft breath and did not directly tell the apprentices around him, but said softly, “… It’s still cold.”

Li Huanhan listened calmly: “Well.”

“You and Jun’er stabilize the atmosphere here. I will first set up an enchantment. I must keep the enchantment from being broken. Otherwise, it is not only this place, the battle between the cave and the virtual realm, the whole city is in danger. Long night, you He is still young, don’t succeed … “He took out the Penglai School’s mysterious black (color) communication token and handed it to the hands of Long Ye.” Once the enchantment is about to be broken, inject aura into the token and notify Penglai. ”

Long night took the communication token, keenly aware of something unusual, he said: “Otherwise let me go with Master, I …”

I can also protect you.

He always wanted to protect Jiang Yinghe, but this sentence was cut into his throat like a knife. He remembered what he said to Li Huanhan when he was in Yunzhou City.

He wanted to be with Master, for more than a century and a thousand years.

But at this moment, his concealment and deception were no different from those of the other two evil repairs, and he could not even say it outright in a sentence that protected him.

Jiang Yinghe interrupted: “You stay, obey.”

Jiang Yinghe rarely blamed them. His last gentleness and patience were poured into his own apprentices. Such a tone is already very strict.

Li Huan also looked at him for a moment, and said: “If the situation is not right, the disciple cannot guarantee that he will maintain the boundary.”

Jiang Yinghe patiently said: “You can’t control this matter, the people here are important …”

“No,” Qin Jun also said, “The teacher respects it.”

Jiang Yinghe: “… or the people are important.”

“The teacher respects it.” Li Huanhan said calmly.

Jiang Yinghe was stuck in his mouth (xiong) in one breath. He felt that he could not control them, but now the situation was urgent and he decided to go back to re-education. He reached out to pinch the tactics and placed an enchantment around the high platform where the pipa was located.

This kind of enchantment is easy to break up and requires the spiritual support of the monk in order to solve the matter quietly. According to Jiang Yinghe’s understanding of the man, since his magic weapon is there, then he must be here.

The people who came out of their huanzong sect had great attainments in illusion.

Jiang Yinghe got up and went downstairs, using a blind eye method to cover the eyes of others, and walked alone to the purple (color) lute and entered the enchantment under his cloth.

A streamer is attached to the lute, and the following patterns and lettering are covered with the traces of the Hehuan Sect. Jiang Yinghe raised his hand and stroked the lettering. The next second he touched the purple (color) pipa, the whole scene suddenly changed.

Sure enough, it was a fantasy.

From the hustle and bustle of red dust to the desolate moonlight in front of you, the magic energy and a thick blood gas slowly emerged and scattered.

Jiang Yinghe looked at the “old man” who was sitting in front of him.

In addition to the devil qi, he also has a very faint obscene breath. At his feet are the corpses of the young woman. In a blink of an eye, his face turned to dry bones.

“Xiao Xuanyu.” Jiang Yinghe said lightly, “It seems that you are intentionally attracting me?”

Xiao Xuanyu rolled his eyes and kicked away the corpse at his foot, facing Jiang Yinghe (Lu) ‘s unexpected smile.

“You know it, but you always get this kind of incomprehensible bluff, since you are in the net.” He stood up and stepped towards Jiang Yinghe step by step, seeming to remember some memories. “The lives of those mortals are only a hundred years old, humble as dust, just the ants under the feet, but they always make you so cherished. You see, do n’t spend so many years, as long as you use some of the ants’ (sexual) life as chips, you still Do n’t you want to fall into my hands? ”

He raised his hand, trying to touch the hairline beside Jiang Yinghe’s ear, and was avoided by the other party.

Xiao Xuanyu had already expected his reaction, and gave a low chuckle.

“Well, as long as you promised to cooperate with me in double repairs, I will not be here with you. The consequences of the two of us fighting, you should be aware of …” His words stopped for a while, slowly (gougou) The corner of the lips, “I just got stuck before the Sky Tribulation, and I lacked a furnace to help me break through.”

Jiang Yinghe stepped back half a step with a cold tone: “Idiots say dreams. I came here to see you, but I just thought about this old thing about you.”

He raised his hand slightly, and Xue Jian Wang Chen, who was collected in the Dao body, slowly emerged in mid-air, condensing a snow-white sword body, which settled in his palm.

Jiang Yinghe’s eyes were cold and cold.

“Taking people as a furnace, damaging the same door, hurting innocent people.” His tone was stern, “Xiao Xuanyu, the Forgetful Sword has been on the top of your item, but I have always missed it.”

But at this time, Li Huanhan couldn’t help but want Jiang Yinghe’s eyes to fall on himself.

Jiang Yinghe uttered, while explaining the origin of Qin Jun to the apprentice, while reaching out to apply a dust removal technique, to clean up the dried blood stains on his clothes corner (dry gan), and then saw Li Huanhan turned around , Caught his wrist.

Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment, feeling something was put on the palm.

“There is nothing good in the Taixu Secret Realm.” Li Huanhan said calmly, “It just made me dirty.”

In the middle of his white palm, a mirror stone shaped like a cold jade was woven into a sword pendant with bright red blood on it. The breath of the innate spirit treasure spreads back and forth, with a sense of coldness slightly matching his body.

Jiang Yinghe froze for a long time, and after recognizing what it was, he asked: “You have entered the secret territory? You and you usually look calm, how do you do such an impulsive thing?”

He and Li Huanhan have been masters and apprentices for more than 60 years, and the relationship is naturally heavy. The first reaction is only to worry: “There is no next time, we are still cold …”

Jiang Yinghe’s words were not half finished, the brother’s master’s phonetic note suddenly lighted up, and Zhou Zhengping’s voice rang within the fairy palace: “Senior Brother Jiang, Zhenghua Temple, discuss things with each other.”

Jiang Yinghe told him to interrupt his words. The second half of the reprimand didn’t say anything. He just squeezed the cold jade mirror stone in his hand and looked at Li Huanhan again. He said: “He used to invade the gods with fragile constitution, but you have always been Be gentle and kind, take good care of your brother. ”

He looked at the apprentice in front of him and nodded seriously before stepping out of the Xuan Men, and turned into a piece of escape to the Zhenghua Temple.

After Jiang Yinghe left, there were only two of them in Qingjingya.

Li Huanhan’s **** eyes gradually darkened. He sat and looked at Qin Jun, “Was ghosts invading God?”

Qin Jun licked the tip of his teeth, holding his jaw and laughing loosely: “Heaven’s body?”

hypocritical. The thoughts of the two at the moment are surprisingly consistent.

Li Huanhan reached out his hand, blood (color) long sword condensed out of his palm, (plug cha) into the ground. He sat on the side holding the sword handle, the mild illusion disappeared without a trace, and a cold and violent atmosphere was flushed with red eyes, and his body was full of (killing) machines.

“Ghostly lingering without dying, evil repairing seeds.” Li Huanhan said, “not as good, I help you out (too tuo).”

The cold thorn on the blood sword pierced his eyes. Qin Jun’s iron gray (color) eyes rolled a little, and he looked at him for a moment with a funny feeling, and said, “I am the seed of evil cultivation, what are you? A … a demon who transforms people?”

With a sudden bang, Li Huanhan’s long sword broke through the wind, the sword gas penetrated Qin Jun’s body, and the blade pressed against his foundation.

But Qin Jun did not move. He is an evil spirit, and he can be repaired even if his body is destroyed countless times. This superficial foundation is not very useful to him.

The Chiki Lingtai is located next to the mouth of the heart. The blood sword breaks the epidermis and **** blood. Li Huanhan stopped staring at him for a few seconds and said, “Why are you close to him?”

“I just want to ask you this too.” Qin Jun Meiyu picked it up, exuding an almost madness. “You are a demon, how can you be among the decent and famous.”

Li Huanhan’s eyes were fixed, and no trace of tremor in his expression could be found. He pulled out his sword and watched the other party’s broken wound pierced by the blood sword quickly recover.

“… evil spirit.” He glanced indifferently. “If you dare to hurt him, I will kill you directly.”

Qin Jun has not heard of this threat for many years. He actually felt a long-lost threat on Li Huanhan.

This man is probably more than just a demon, and he has a taste similar to his own, similar to that of Tianlei.

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows and (Gou) smiled with his lips: “Unfortunately, I just wanted to eat him.”