Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

Yan Qingning's intimate gesture was something he didn't expect at all, so when he reacted, the tips of his ears were as red as drops of blood, and he even subconsciously wanted to run away.

But he stretched out his hand, but did not push the person in his arms away. Instead, he held him in his arms with stiff hands, patted his back gently, but still said harshly: "I don't like demons..."

Only this time, the firmness in his tone lost a lot.

When Yan Qingning saw this, a dark light quickly flashed in his eyes: [Xiao Bai, is the target of this mission still an old man who has never eaten meat? 】

Xiaobai thought he was worried that the mission target was unclean, so he quickly explained: [The mission target is absolutely pure physically and mentally, so the host can rest assured to guide the strategy. 】

Unexpectedly, Yan Qingning licked his teeth and said excitedly: "I like this kind of beauty like a white paper. With my guidance, this white paper will be dyed with the color I like." 】

Xiaobai: […] I underestimated your old man’s level of pornography.

Yan Qingning looked tired, nestled lazily in his arms, and responded in a good-tempered manner: "Yeah, Master doesn't like demons, Master likes me..."

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be extremely tired and muttered softly: "Master, I am so tired. I fell asleep first. Master, don't blame me..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep deeply in Jiang Zhuo'an's arms.

Jiang Zhuo'an hugged the person in his arms, with a rare hint of confusion on his cold face, and asked in a low voice: "You...what's wrong?"

However, this time, he did not get a response from the person in his arms.

Jiang Zhuo'an held him in his arms with one hand, and the other hand tremblingly touched the tip of his nose, feeling his weak breath, and suddenly approached him with some fear: "Will you still wake up?"

This time, Yan Qingning moved slightly in his arms and hummed vaguely: "Sleepy..."

Only then did Jiang Zhuo'an realize what he was doing, hugging him carefully and coaxing softly: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you back to sleep..."

Yan Qingning squinted in his arms, quietly watching his every move, and smiled slightly: "What a duplicitous kitten!" 】

Xiaobai: [Why does the host say that the target of the mission is a kitten that talks duplicity?His arrogant look is obviously more like the ice fox on the top of the snow mountain! 】

Yan Qingning did not refute, but just smiled: [Even if he is really an arrogant ice fox, I can teach him to be a duplicitous kitten. 】

Xiaobai shuddered. He always felt that the host's mission target was in danger now...

Yan Qingning did not continue to talk nonsense with Xiaobai, but acted as an obedient disciple who was extremely sleepy, clutching the master's clothes and sleeping soundly in the master's arms.

Jiang Zhuo'an caught a glimpse of his attachment posture out of the corner of his eye, and for the first time, there was some tenderness on his usually cold face.

Xiaobai looked at him with sympathy in his eyes and announced seriously: [Task target love value +5, current love value: 25. 】

Heng'an Immortal Lord!

You must keep your integrity and don't fall under the host's offensive of boiling frogs in warm water!

Even if you fall, you can fall slowly!

Jiang Zhuo'an didn't care what Xiaobai's psychological journey was. He held Yan Qingning's body tightly, put his thin lips close to his ear, and said firmly: "You are my disciple. If you don't do evil things in the future, I will... no longer do it. You kill him."

After hearing this, Yan Qingning didn't feel much emotion on his face, and there was even a faint chill in his eyes that was different from the past.

Just don't kill me...

Master, after all, you still want to eliminate demons and protect the Tao...

After all you...

Still refuses to admit the demons...

For some unknown reason, Jiang Zhuoan did not take him back to his room, but instead took him directly back to his room.

His room was empty, almost too empty.

In the huge room, there was nothing else but a bed made of cold jade.

He is a natural sword body that is rare in the Tianshu Sect for a hundred years. Everyone tells him that he must practice and become strong, and then kill demons, uphold the righteousness of the world, and protect the disciples of the sect.

No one told him why he did this, but everyone told him that this was his destiny...

They never said they liked him. Everyone regarded him as a sword without emotion, forcing him to slay demons and do things that... he might not like.

Jiang Zhuo'an turned his head to look at Yan Qingning, who was sleeping in his arms, and a gentle smile escaped from the corner of his lips that he didn't even notice.

You are the first person to say you like me...

But you are a demon...

He looked lonely and secretly reached out to touch Yan Qingning's hair: "It would be great if you weren't a demon..."

On this night when he was not practicing, he had a lot to think about.

He was thinking, how nice it would be if Yan Qingning was not a demon...

He also thought, how wonderful it would be if his life's duty was not to slay demons...

In the end, what he thought about was just what he thought...

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +10, current love value is: 35. 】

Xiaobai has gradually become accustomed to the days when his host does nothing and the love value of the task target still increases.

In the middle of the night, Yan Qingning, who had fallen asleep in his arms, was suddenly awakened by a nightmare. She instinctively clenched the corners of Jiang Zhuoan's clothes and cried, "Master!"

Jiang Zhuoan's sleepiness was light, but when he shouted, he quickly circled him, patted his back gently, and comforted him in a soft voice: "What's wrong?"

He curled up in his arms, pushed Jiang Zhuo'an away with a trembling body, shook his head desperately, and let the tears wet his beautiful little face, and murmured: "Don't touch me! You disgusting people Monk! Don't hit me! I'm not a devil! I've never done anything bad, don't kill me!"

Yan Qingning's push seemed to have used up all his remaining strength, and he was in such a distressing state that it was heartbreaking.

Jiang Zhuo'an lowered his voice and coaxed him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

Yan Qingning huddled in the corner and shivered, but still opened his eyes wide and struggled to identify the person in front of him.

With tears in his eyes, he saw the figure of that person clearly.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the temperament is out of the world. He is like a banished immortal from the heaven, cold and indifferent but with compassion for the earthly world.

Yan Qingning stretched out her hands in confusion, almost begging humbly: "Immortal Lord, have mercy on me..."

Jiang Zhuo'an felt sour in his heart. He reached out to shake his hand and said slowly: "I've always been here..."

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +5, current love value: 40. 】

Yan Qingning looked at the hands held by the two of them, and his eyes darkened.

He grabbed the Banished Immortal's hand, but did not expect redemption from the Banished Immortal.He just wants to pull the Exiled Immortal and accompany him to fall into the bottomless abyss, and let the rotten mud assimilate the Exiled Immortal with him.

From now on, the gods are gone, the clouds and mud are mixed, and they will decay together in this desolate land...

He clenched Jiang Zhuo'an's hand at a loss, like a drowning man clinging to the last piece of driftwood, and cried uncontrollably: "I didn't kill anyone! Those monks did it! I saw it all! I was just passing by... …I was just passing by there…They insisted that I was the one who killed the person, but I didn’t…They grabbed my arms, they pressed me down…They pinched me, and even scolded me…”

"They wanted to sell me... I wanted to run away, but they pulled me back by my legs. I didn't show up on purpose... They pulled my hair... I hurt so much! They made me cry, He even pulled my clothes off... I was scared!"

He mumbled a lot, then hugged himself nervously, waving his hands randomly and crying: "Don't touch me! Stay away from me! I hurt so much! Help me! I'm scared!"

Although Yan Qingning spoke confusingly, he still knew what Yan Qingning was talking about, and he was afraid...

The memory of being afraid of being killed at the border of the demon clan.

Jiang Zhuo'an couldn't help but hug him tightly and coaxed him warmly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll protect you..."

At this moment, etiquette and rules, the coexistence of humans and demons, the difference between good and evil... were all forgotten by him. He just wanted to coax the fragile little person in his arms and get rid of all those painful and dirty memories.

Yan Qingning in his arms gradually returned to normal under his soft coaxing over and over again.

He clutched Jiang Zhuo'an's clothes tightly and refused to let go until his joints turned white: "Master, there is nothing wrong with the demons. The demons are not despicable things.

There are good demons among demons, and there are scum among humans. "

He repeated this sentence over and over again, stubbornly and seriously...

Jiang Zhuoan followed his words and said, "Those people are scum."

"There are also good demons in the demon clan. We don't kill innocent people..."

"Demons... are not all evil..."

Yan Qingning was still crying, repeating this sentence over and over again, forcing Jiang Zhuoan to re-examine the path he insisted on, forcing him to admit that "the demons are not all evil."

Jiang Zhuoan closed his eyes and patted Yan Qingning's back, but was unwilling to admit what he said. He just comforted him and said, "I know you are not vicious..."

Even at this point, he stubbornly refused to admit what Yan Qingning said, "The demons are not all evil."

At this moment, the last light in Yan Qingning's eyes began to go out...

He was stunned for a long time, and then he hugged Jiang Zhuoan's waist tightly and cried harder, soaking the clothes around his heart all wet.

Salty tears seemed to seep into his heart through the wet cloth on his heart...

Jiang Zhuoan felt heartbroken when he heard this, and even Qingxiu's Taoist heart had a slightly obvious crack, and Yan Qingning's presence forcefully squeezed into it.

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +5, current love value: 45. 】

Hearing Xiaobai's prompt tone, Yan Qingning curled her lips and said with a hint of disgust: [Does this increase the value of love?There’s really no bottom line! 】

noob:【……】

You, the old man, haven't been using your miserable status to tease him, secretly or overtly, so why do you still think he likes you too quickly?

The moon is as cold as water, and the night is lonely.

Jiang Zhuoan just held Yan Qingning in his arms and responded to his calls over and over again.

His tolerance level was ridiculously high this night, and he tirelessly repeated the two words that could make Yan Qingning feel at ease - "I'm here."

And this state lasted until dawn...