The villain is cold and attractive

"got windy."

A corner of Los Angeles, the top of a mountain.There was a leisurely sigh in the bitter mountain wind.

In Xiaoxutian's majestic palace, Jiang He stood in front of the majestic palace gate with his hands behind his back, his long hair fluttering, and the begonia flowers in his dark purple and heavy robes were blooming.

"Today is also an auspicious day for ascension."

In an instant, the pressure of the cultivator poured out, and the clouds rolled from the sky, layer upon layer like a stormy wave, slowly covering the world from top to bottom.

This is the thunder disaster has arrived.

There are many high-rise buildings, feasting and feasting, there are not only aircrafts in the sky, but also monks with swords, and there are supernatural beings lurking underground...

This is a strange world.

Standing at the commanding heights of the city, overlooking the busy overpass, Xiao Wang was pretending to be unfathomable, and was suddenly pulled by someone. Immediately afterwards, an aircraft roared past beside him.

Xiao Wang patted his chest, stopped to look at Jieyun, and was almost killed...

"It's your first time with a sword? I don't know if the sky is not allowed to stop flying swords casually? For monks from which department, show me your flight certificate." It turned out that the person who just helped him was a traffic policeman, driving an aircraft on duty , written on the fluorescent green police uniform is the word "Law Enforcement" in big letters.

Xiao Wang quickly took off his backpack to get his flight certificate.

"No, I just take a break..."

In this era, cultivating immortals and science are integrated, and practitioners no longer have much advantage.

The world is changing with each passing day. Even if practitioners have extraordinary power to fly over walls and live longer than ordinary people, but for the sake of social harmony, they must obey the control of relevant departments.

In other words, practitioners will be subject to more shackles.

When I was young, I dreamed of becoming a great hero to save the world. Finally, after years of hard work, when Xiao Wang finally became a monk, the golden age of practitioners has already passed.

It took a long time to find the flight certificate that had been idle for a long time in the bag. If it weren't for the limited number of aircraft today, Xiao Wang would not go to work with Yu Jian.

"Look if you can hurry up, I'm going to be late for work."

The little traffic policeman squinted at the young man in a jacket and jeans, and took the flight certificate.

There was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and dark clouds finally covered a piece of sky in the distance.This is thunder and thunder, and the cloud of calamity has arrived, but it just accumulates and does not come out.

The little traffic policeman showed doubts on his face.

Xiao Wang smiled, "Over there is Xiaoxutian, the place where the saints lived in the golden age after the spiritual energy recovered. This is the ancestor who is going through the tribulation again, but don't worry, the Mahayana monks are easy to get involved with the outside world when they go through the tribulation, but the old man Zu He has summoned the tribulation thunder several times but has not really survived the tribulation, this time it must be a joke."

This little traffic policeman is new here, and his young face is always serious, if he hadn't secretly glanced at Xiao Xutian while checking his documents, Xiao Wang would really miss the envy in his eyes .

This is also normal. Ordinary people should always yearn for practitioners.

Rumble, thunder rang again.

But after a while, Xiao Xutian's robbery cloud really dispersed.It's like the only one left among the sages of Xiaoxutian, the ancestor who has practiced for 500 years and has not succeeded in ascension made a joke with everyone again.

Sure enough, Xiao Wang took back the documents, heaved a sigh of relief, and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

It's almost 25:[-]!

He felt distressed, so Yu Jian hurried to the company.In fact, practitioners have nothing to envy. Really, is it not the same as a working dog in the end?

On the clock tower of the square, the hour hand moves little by little, da, da, da...

The clouds in the sky gather and disperse, and when they disperse, they gather again.

Xiao Xutian was surprisingly quiet today, just like before, the ancestor still failed to ascend, so the squads from relevant departments who came to protect the law also dispersed.

But at this moment, no one knows that Xiao Xutian's last ancestor is no longer in this world.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, the scorching sun hangs high, and a hazy light floats faintly in the clear blue sky. It is a hot summer afternoon, and it is very hot.

——Completely different from before, this is a real realm of comprehension.

Suoyang Immortal City is also one of the top ten immortal cities in the cultivation world.

When this name is mentioned, the first thing people think of is Jiang Wu, the former lord of Suoyang Immortal City, Sword Immortal, and his magic weapon——Hanyuan Divine Sword.

Who doesn't know that once the Excalibur comes out, the world will fall?

It's a pity that Sword Immortal has passed away, and now the person who takes over as the city lord is his son Jiang Yourong. Speaking of this new city lord, many people can't explain it in words...

This new city lord, who just took over five years ago, is still young, not very talented, and his cultivation level is not high, but he is also well-known in the cultivation world.

There are two reasons:

First, Jiang Yourong has a perverse temper.

He has offended many people in just five years since he took office, and every time he relies on his little uncle Xuanyu Daoist to help him settle it, who among his fellows doesn't avoid him?

Second, it was Jiang Yourong's fame.

It is said that the little city lord does not cultivate well, spends his days in flower houses and is obsessed with beauty, and every time he sees a beauty, he wants to hook up with another beauty. There are too many to count, and in the past, squandering thousands of dollars is even more common for beautiful women to smile.

Anyway, he is the lord of the fairy city, and he has a little uncle who is the younger brother of the sword fairy and whose strength cannot be underestimated to help. Who in the entire Suoyang fairy city can do nothing to him?

But this time, the little city owner probably capsized in the gutter—he was suffering from a sudden illness and hadn't appeared for three consecutive days, and it was not long after he came back from Zihua Street.

So everyone inside and outside the fairy city guessed that the little city lord probably fell into the hands of a woman.

However, the outside world has no way of confirming whether he had a sudden illness or was plotted against.

Xianfu, courtyard.

The maid in pink hurriedly delivered the freshly decocted medicine. Jiang Yu had just sent the doctor out of the courtyard. After receiving the soup, everyone retreated. Then he opened the door and entered the room.

This is an antique room, in which there is aloe of sandalwood.

The room was very quiet, Jiang Yu raised the bead curtain and made a series of crisp sounds.

There was a young man lying on the bed, with long hair spread on the soft pillow, under the brocade quilt was a thin white coat, he must be sick, his eyes are closed at this moment, his face is haggard.

Jiang Yu walked very lightly, casually put the soup on the table, and walked to the bed.

"Ronger?"

The young man on the bed didn't respond at all, and his breath was long. Jiang Yu sat down on the edge of the bed, blocking part of the light, and the shadow covered the young man. He dug out the young man's wrist under the brocade quilt. Between the wrists with blue veins.

Jiang Yu quickly withdrew his hand and called out again.

"Rong'er, get up and drink your medicine."

His voice was extremely soft, and the young man on the bed was naturally not woken up.

Against the light, Jiang Yu's well-shaped side face was stuck to the soft broken hair, his expression was hidden in the darkness, the young man did not respond for a long time, and his hand quietly stretched out under the young man's belly...

"What are you touching?"

A hoarse voice came from the ear, and the hand that was pressing on the young man's lower abdomen through the thin brocade quilt paused. Jiang Yu turned his head and met a pair of bewildered eyes.

"Rong'er is awake."

Jiang Yu smiled gently, but the young man only blinked at him, and said to him a little shyly: "Can you take your hand away first, you are pressing against me."

Jiang Yu looked down at the position of his hand, it was just under the young man's lower abdomen, even though there was a layer of brocade quilt, his handsome face was a little more embarrassed.

"...Rong'er went wrong in her previous practice, the little uncle wanted to help Rong'er sort out the breath in her dantian."

He withdrew his hand on the young man's abdomen, and helped the young man to sit up, "It's good that Rong'er wakes up, if something happens to you, Immortal City will collapse."

"Uncle?"

The young man leaned on the soft pillow, propped his pale forehead with his hands, and looked at Jiang Yu with only a pair of clear eyes, as if he wanted to look into his eyes.

Jiang Yu didn't notice the doubts in the young man's words, he seemed to feel embarrassed, the moon white clothes embroidered with plum blossoms rippled for a while, and he had already brought the soup, "Okay, Rong'er, get up and drink the medicine."

The young man blinked again, and looked at the dark brown and reddish soup in the sapphire bowl covered with hot water. Jiang Yu's hands were beautiful, with jade-white fingers, and even the bowl of soup seemed to have no bitterness.

The young man shook his head and said, "No, I don't take medicine."

Jiang Yu sat down on the edge of the bed with a medicine bowl in his hand, with a warm and harmless smile, but a somewhat tough attitude.

"Let's drink the medicine first."

The young man still shook his head, then frowned and said, "No, I want to urinate, but I can't drink it."

Suddenly, Jiang Yu's smile froze at the corner of his mouth: "..."

But he has a good-looking face, even though there is a three-point annoyed ferocious expression in his expression at the moment, he is also so handsome that no one can fault him.

It's not easy to watch others piss off, and he couldn't help but be rude first, which made the young man notice his behavior. Jiang Yu could only put down the medicine in the end, and told people to take a good rest before leaving with a blushing face. , The cruelty and desire that are forbearance are skipped in the gentle eyes.

The door closed, and the handsome man who claimed to be his little uncle had left, Jiang He relaxed, gritted his teeth and rubbed his aching belly.

Anyone who opens his eyes and finds that his soul has traveled to another place and is touched by a strange but beautiful man will feel horrified, right?What's more, how can a monk's dantian allow others to spy on it?

Thinking about it this way, and seeing the reddish-brown decoction steaming up from the table...

"There is poison in the medicine, and it is a chronic, poisonous, medicine aimed at the suppression of the dantian."

A cold mechanical voice sounded in his mind, Jiang He quickly came back to his senses, looked around the room vigilantly, the voice sounded again——

"Don't look... I am in your sea of ​​consciousness, can I trouble you to remove the restriction first?"

The voice was a bit suppressed, and Jiang He remembered that there was something else in the sea of ​​knowledge. There was a restriction in the sea of ​​knowledge related to the exercises he practiced. He removed the restriction without haste, and soon, the voice sounded again.

"Ding dong! I am System 101, welcome the host to the world in number 9420, sprinkle flowers~"

After the suppression was released, the golden light group in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness became active again.But Jiang He only felt that the pain in his dantian was getting worse, so he rubbed it a few times irritably.

"Don't be cute." Jiang He took a deep breath, "I don't seem to agree to bind with you, right? I'm about to ascend after all. If you forcefully bind and take me through time, I can report you."

Not long ago, he was still in Xiaoxutian preparing to ascend through the catastrophe, the same as every time before, but this time he was confident that he could ascend successfully, unexpectedly a system popped up halfway and insisted on binding him!

The system said flatteringly in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Host, please don't be so indifferent, I choose you because you are the chosen one."

The mechanical voice doesn't add points to the system's cute tone, so why isn't Jiang unmoved, "Where is this place? I'm going back to cross the catastrophe, so you send me away immediately."

The system is silent, it has never seen such a host, even if it is not afraid of the system, can't it be polite to the system?And dare to press the system against the sea of ​​consciousness just after binding, it's too much!

However, the system still maintained a flattering tone——

"No, in this world, the host can only go back after completing the task..."

"So you are going to buy and sell by force? What if I don't agree to you?"

Judging from past experience, every host who is bound will have the emotion of rebelling against the system at the beginning, and the system has long been commonplace——

"Then the host can only be obliterated."

As soon as the trump card came out, Jiang He sneered, and cursed from the bottom of his heart: Oh, you are paralyzed.

His dantian was in a lot of pain, it should be the injury this body suffered before, suffering this kind of pain for no reason, he ran out of patience, and simply lay back on the bed.

"That's fine, you can kill me."

system:"……"

Why do you want to give up on yourself like this?The first chapter obliterates the host, so how can this article continue?It's really going to end soon, okay?