Cultivation card draw NPC

Jiang Qinfeng woke up leisurely, with a faint smell of wine floating on the tip of his nose, his head hurt slightly, his memory was fragmented, he sat up with a confused expression, looked around, and found that he was still in the Black Bamboo Fragrance Hall In the room, there is a coolness under the body, and there is a black jade bed.

...He seems to have drunk and fell asleep?

Drinking alcohol is a mistake, and drinking spiritual wine is even more a mistake.

"Ayou?"

Jiang Qinfeng stood up, opened the bead curtain, and the round pearls collided with each other, making a pleasant sound.

The window was wide open, the sun was blazing and the room was bright, he was dazzled, and continued to walk forward with bare feet.

The man knelt in front of the bamboo table, his bony fingers were holding on to a suet white jade pen, hovering over the rice paper, frowning in deliberation.

The sun shines on his quiet profile, which is almost transparent, and the curled eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes, and the vermilion and gold clothes are spread out behind him, and the complicated patterns flash like waves in the bright light. The light is like the burning wings of the Nine Heavens Phoenix.

He is painting, but he himself is a pleasing painting.

"Are you awake?"

Jiang Youlin turned his head, with an inexplicable transgression in his eyes, he looked up and down the young master's body presumptuously, and lowered his eyelashes before he recovered himself, the changing situation was just a phantom, and many thoughts were hidden in the raised lip corners.

"Are you still feeling comfortable..."

It seems that something has changed, but it seems that nothing has changed.

Jiang Qinfeng blinked lightly, realizing that he was referring to being drunk.

Ashamed to say, he saw a woman in red with a vague face in a dream, and had a very absurd dream. Although the boat did not reach the depths of Wushan, she was still alive and well, but there was nothing wrong with her when she woke up. There is not even a trace of slipperiness, otherwise he would really have no shame in facing Jiang Youlin.

It is said that Chun/Meng has no trace, but he is so drunk.

It stands to reason that he is now at the age of youth, and because of Bing Linggen's physique, the demand for that aspect is not high.In the dream, when he was a modern college student, he also cooked by himself, but in this life, he felt a little cold when he was practicing, and it was the first time he had experienced it... Oh, except for the time when he was drunk.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qinfeng couldn't help thinking about Xie Lingtan.

He is like this because of the BUFF that comes with the Binglinggen. As we all know, the dragon's nature is obscene. I really don't know how Brother Xie, who is also full of blood, solves this problem.

"Why don't you answer? Are you feeling unwell? Are you blushing?"

He pulled back his thoughts of riding the horse and galloping wildly, and said impressively: "This spirit wine is so strong, I feel a little dizzy now."

After a pause, he gritted his teeth again: "I don't know if I did something disrespectful after I was drunk, so I apologize here first."

Alas, these fragrances and wines in the realm of comprehension are really evil, and if you don't pay attention, you will be tricked.

Fortunately, it was Ah You this time. If someone else had ulterior motives, wouldn't it be easy to take his life?He has to be more careful in the future, he can't fall into a pit several times, and it will be difficult to bring him down next time.

"There is no need to apologize, this beauty is drunk, her clothes are half open, and her black hair is half-coiled, leaning on the bed. What a beautiful scene. My younger brother is drunk and well-behaved. The more I look at it, the happier I am, so I drew it like that."

"Huh? Did you draw it?"

Jiang Qinfeng was struck by lightning.

Wow, who is this, who is this? He is so drunk that he can still draw calmly beside him, and he can still draw so well?So expressive?

He quickly sat beside Jiang Youlin, bent down and looked at him. The drunk in the painting was disheveled, with half of his shoulders exposed, eyes half-closed, like a drunk cat...

Hey, shame on me.

Jiang Qinfeng suddenly felt uncomfortable and at a loss, so he had to arrange his appearance, but found that he had changed his clothes.

"I changed it, the wine was spilled."

Before he could ask, Jiang Youlin answered, with a comforting smile at the end.

"Oh, thank you."

He apologized clumsily, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

"I have always liked to draw you, and this time I have fulfilled my long-cherished wish for many years. We will settle the matter at the auction. I ordered this honey brew, and it is expensive, so my brother will pay for it."

Don't, this is more like paying back the money with the wine, he is a serious cultivator.

"I can't, I can't, I'm here to pay back the money, why do I ask you to pay?"

"Xiaofeng, listen to brother, this is the only thing I can do for you."

Jiang Youlin's slender and soft face was raised at the end of his eyes. Because of those sharp eyes, he showed a strong aggressiveness, which was a danger that could not be rejected.

His path of cultivation can be seen at a glance, and the use of evil and sneaky methods is just to deal with the dirty things in the world. In the end, it can't protect his younger brother from wind and rain.The most proud of his ability to rule the city is limited to the insignificant Shang country. His younger brother is so amazing. He doesn't have such a big cage to pay attention to the birds whose feathers are shining brightly.

The only remaining, negligible sense of security rests in the brotherhood without blood. Jiang Youlin is decisive when dealing with city affairs and killing demons, but he is extremely indecisive when facing his beloved younger brother.

He didn't have the courage to reveal his impure thoughts. Once he spoke, he couldn't even grasp what he had now.

This kind of tenderness and sweetness is what women in the world can't ask for, but Jiang Qinfeng gradually feels a little uncomfortable.

Compared with Master's straight-forward, iceberg-like straightforwardness, Ah You is too feminine, like a weak vine on the surface, entangled, stubborn and fanatical, so intimate that he feels a bit uncomfortable and suffocated.

"No, Yuu, I hope—"

"You don't want me to treat you well? What's wrong with my brother?"

"nor--"

"I want to treat you well. If you refuse, my heart will start to hurt."

"This, this, don't you need to be so exaggerated??"

Jiang Youlin was born stunningly gorgeous, but now his eyes were flushed, and he looked at him with aggrieved eyes, which made his heart soften even more than usual.

"Xiaofeng, you won't understand. You and I are separated from each other, and finally we can meet at Kaihuang. Gold, silver and treasures are nothing but possessions. If I can get your smile, it proves that I still need you. Yes. I am the greatest comfort."

Jiang Qinfeng admits defeat: "...Alas."

Ahhh, this is really annoying, it's so hard to refuse.

"Is this, uh, sorry? I shouldn't..."

Jiang Qinfeng frowned, distressed in his heart, what should he not do?

Repaying debts is a matter of course, how can he take the initiative to repay the money, so stressful?

Well, another lesson, don't borrow it next time.

He let go of his defenses, and Jiang Youlin naturally leaned into his arms, snuggled up to his neck, sniffing the familiar fragrance of ice and snow, and in the dark where Jiang Qinfeng couldn't see, his bright red lips curled up slightly.

It's just a pity that it's hard to lick that cute bite mark.

For Jiang Youlin, this cute bite mark is a wound connecting their past and present. Every time I see it, my heart will melt into a puddle of spring water.

There is no more wishful and romantic token of love than this one.

Just when Jiang Qinfeng was comforting his "sad" brother, with a bang, a figure rolled up from the window, seeing the two people who were dependent, his eyes froze, and his complexion suddenly turned cold.

"...If I remember correctly, this is the [-]th floor, and there are magic circles outside each floor?"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Qinfeng raised his head. The person who came was still holding a sword. The sharp point of the sword slashed across the ground, leaving traces of snakes. Wait a minute, it seems extremely deterrent now.

For some reason, his heart skipped a beat, and he didn't feel so at ease holding Jiang Youlin's hand.

Xie Lingtan straightened the corners of his mouth, very attractive.

"They deliberately blocked me from coming in, I just wanted to come in and see what you are doing."

"What are you doing?"

"Drink some wine, you know, it's about paying back the money." Jiang Qinfeng explained in a low voice.

"You still don't let go?"

"what?"

Xie Lingtan's jaw tightened, apparently to the limit of his patience, his tone filled with glaring sparks, he walked over and pulled the ignorant Jiang Qinfeng away from Jiang Youlin's side.

"Snapped."

Jiang Youlin held his younger brother's hand, with a gorgeous and handsome face raised upwards, with threatening eyes.

"I had a drink with my younger brother. Xie Lingtan, you are so rude and trespassed. Is it the work of the Qing Dynasty?"

Their eyes met, and they walked across the air for several rounds.

Xie Lingtan laughed, and retorted: "You and him are not blood brothers. Is this intentional closeness due to deep love and righteousness, or is it a conspiracy? The Jiang family borrowed Xiaofeng's talent, and I don't know how many supernatants' assistance they have received over the years. High-ranking monks, entry quotas, heavenly talents, and unique minds, which one is not more valuable than Lingshi? Why are you pretending to be generous."

Jiang Youlin's heart was burning with pain, and he forced a smile and said, "Xiaofeng, you even told him your real life experience? He is so good? So worthy of your trust?"

"Brother Xie and I have supported each other for many years, and our relationship is extraordinary. However, this matter of life experience was asked by him in Linjiang back then. I didn't take the initiative to tell it... Don't get angry, this spirit stone doesn't work Stone, it's not that important."

Obviously the room is equipped with a magic circle to cool down, and he himself is a body that is not afraid of heat by nature. Jiang Qinfeng touched his forehead suspiciously, always suspecting that he was already sweating from nervousness.

He really deserved to be so nervous that he was sweating, until now he thought that the conflict between the dragon and the phoenix in front of him was due to the spirit stone.

Only then did Jiang Youlin feel better, and then he heard the young master say, "I'm tired today, so I'll go back with Brother Xie first."

After all, he didn't want to stay by Jiang Youlin's side. It's one thing to be soft-hearted, but another to like it or not.

"and many more."

These words did not come from Jiang Youlin, who was in a state of despair, but Xie Lingtan used the broken golden sword to provoke the painting that had just been completed.

The wind blows, and the painting still smells of wine.

"This painting..."

The astonishing coldness at the corners of his brows and eyes turned into a terrifying hostility.

The clothes are scattered, the eyes are full of spring, and the decorations are all the same as here. It is clear that they have experienced a hearty love//thing.

Jiang Qinfeng noticed that his momentum had changed suddenly and his murderous intentions were everywhere. He really didn't know what was wrong with this painting, let alone seeing the two people really start their hands, so he had no choice but to say: "I just drank wine. After taking a break last night, my brother drew it beside me, why are you so angry? Is there anything wrong?"

When the young master said this, his voice was drunk and soft, his lacquered eyes were like crystal grapes soaked in a clear spring in summer, and there was still a lovely crimson on his snow-white cheeks, which blurred his heroic spirit. The outline of the figure highlights a kind of indistinguishable beauty.

Seeing him like this, Xie Lingtan furrowed his eyebrows, loosened his wrist, and the sharp edge of the sword tip shot across the surface of the painting of beauties like a shooting star, and the painting that he had put his heart and soul into split into countless fragments in an instant, flying in the air one after another.

"Thank you, Ling, Tan!"

Gritting his teeth with hatred, Jiang Youlin frantically rushed to collect those broken paintings.

Too much, too broken, fell on his heart like snowflakes.

"gone."

"Hey, Brother Xie! Brother Xie!"

It was the first time for Jiang Qinfeng to know that Xie Lingtan's strength was so great, if he didn't make moves, he could really drag himself away.

They left the box, turned a corner and entered a small utility room instead, where they put some spare tea and tea sets. Apart from being cramped and dark, it was also clean.

With a click, Xie Lingtan locked the door.

"Woo, Brother Xie, what are you doing?"

Jiang Qinfeng was pushed against Liuli Xuanjing's window at once. He thought it would hurt, but he was protected by a hard arm behind him.

"Do you know what he thinks of you?"

His breath was right next to his ear, hot and dangerous.

Jiang Qinfeng blinked: "What can you think? Ayou and I have been like this since we were young, and nothing happened this time."

"He likes you, but he has impure thoughts about you," Xie Lingtan said bluntly, "The painting I destroyed is the best evidence. It was made by him, and it shows his thoughts. I know you have deep feelings for him. Feelings, but in this matter, it is very important to draw boundaries, Xiaofeng, you can't be soft-hearted."

"...Sorry, after today, I will pay attention."

Jiang Qinfeng turned his head away. Jiang Youlin's behavior was really strange about today's incident. The person in front of him was very angry, but his words made sense.

He still remembered that he had promised Xie Lingtan that he would not have any entanglements with others in that regard before he thought it over clearly. If he softened his heart for a while, it would hurt the sincerity of the two of them.

"What are you sorry for?"

Xie Lingtan gently stroked his temple hair.

"Next, it's me who says I'm sorry to you."

Jiang Qinfeng: "Huh?"

It's not over yet?

Hey hey hey!A hand was touching him!

"What are you doing!" Jiang Qinfeng lowered his voice.

"……examine."

The sound of rustling clothes.

This room is narrow and dark, completely different from the bright and spacious room just now, but it makes people more sensitive and excited. The more the young man pushes, the more powerless he becomes. The man's lips and tongue are right next to his ears, and he is extremely unscrupulous. He loses his defense and is routed.

Jiang Qinfeng was a little flustered, stretched out a snow-white hand struggling, and touched the hard tea box next to him, and there was——

"You're going to hit me with it?"

Jiang Qinfeng put it down lightly: "Reluctance, reluctance...this tea box is not as hard as you are."

No, no, no, I have to think of a way, otherwise he will be groped by the jealous Brother Xie in this small utility room!

Got it!

draw card!

Let Ou Huang's breath stop him!

Jiang Qinfeng had an idea.

[World Channel]: "Congratulations to the player, the player name is Dog, and the SSR-level card [*******] was sensed in Tianlian Pond!"

[World Channel]: "Congratulations to the player, the player name is Dog, and the SSR-level card [*******] was sensed in Tianlian Pond!"

Thank you brother!Thank you brother!Look, the European Emperor has drawn a card, two SSRs, stop and envy for a while!

Unexpectedly, Xie Lingtan ignored the public frequency news in his head, and muttered in his delicate neck: "Go to the fucking Ouhuang to draw cards."

Jiang Qinfeng: "..."

I can hear you.

This guy was already tall and strong, and his hands were even more powerful. His snow-white skin turned red when he pinched it, like peach blossom petals, scattered in the first snow.

"He has kissed this mark."

He rubbed his hot fingertips on it.

Jiang Qinfeng was flustered and guilty: "I-I really don't know."

There is an obvious red mark on the bite mark on his shoulder, which is very abrupt and very ambiguous.

"It's okay, I'll cover it..."

Jiang Qinfeng: Huh.

Jealous brother Xie, it's scary.Will hold him in a small room and kiss.

It's useless to draw a card. Is today, today, doomed to escape the medical examination?

At this moment, a voice came from the system, and the main line [-], which has not been online for a long time, appeared on the stage.

[World Channel] System: Congratulations to all players for obtaining the special card [Main Line [-] Demon Siege]. keep it up!

Xie Lingtan: "..."

Jiang Qinfeng: "Huh?"

Doesn't he look?

It was suddenly chilly below.

Fuck, he really doesn't look at it.