Cultivation card draw NPC

In the autumn night, the water is cold and the wind is cool. Ordinary people will inevitably get sick. Fortunately, they are young and vigorous, and they are monks. They fly ashore, mobilize their spiritual energy, and easily dry their clothes and hair.

"Why are your clothes still wet?"

Jiang Qinfeng was drying his clothes, and when he raised his eyes, he met a fiery gaze. The handsome young man was drenched all over, looking straight at him, like a ghostly fox falling into the water.

Jiang Youlin has the ability to warm himself, but he would rather endure the wet and cold than wait for Jiang Qinfeng to warm him up.

Sure enough, looking at him like this, although Jiang Qinfeng understood his intentions, he only raised his brows slightly, and gently covered his body with spiritual power, helping him to eliminate the cold feeling of loneliness.

The corners of Jiang Youlin's mouth curled up, as sweet as if he had stolen honey.

Xie Lingtan once again fell into the strange doubt that they are brothers and they are so strange.

The guards on standby on the shore saw them appearing, and rushed forward to inquire one after another, among them were quite a few monks of the Qing Dynasty from the moat.

Jiang Youlin smiled slightly, polite and humble, he has always been kind and friendly to the monks of the Shangqing, he only hoped to leave a good impression on them, so that it would be convenient for his younger brother to practice and live in the Shangqing.

"The devil has been eliminated. I will hand over the poisonous pill as a relic to Lord Shangguan. Now the river is in a mess. Please take care of the aftermath. Thank you all."

The monks clasped their hands: "Master Jiang killed the devil with the power of one person, and wiped out harm for the people. It is really a blessing to be on the river."

On the way back to Jiangfu together, Jiang Qinfeng thought over and over again, but couldn't help but ask:

"Then Miss Shangguan was really abandoned by her family?"

"What else? I couldn't be lying to her on purpose so that people would lose their will to live, right?"

Jiang Youlin's tone was melodious, with the tip of his tongue slightly raised at the end of the sentence, he said this on purpose to see how his younger brother would react.

Jiang Qinfeng: "To be honest, I think it's really possible with your heart, but now hearing what you say, it's really what Miss Shangguan's parents mean. I know she's going to die...but I feel sorry for Shangguan."

Jiang Youlin lowered his eyes, his curly eyelashes cast thick shadows under his eyes, his eyes were dark, as if they couldn't see through the light.

"At the beginning, despite the dissuasion of others, she insisted on crossing the boundary between Founding Emperor and Demon Realm, so she should have expected today."

"As early as April, the Shangguan family ordered that Ruo Lingbao had no cure, so they killed her on the way back. Unexpectedly... those monks were all infected by her into low-level demons, and it took a lot of effort to deal with it properly. , people also fled from Lingbao to Linjiang, and finally the Shangguan couldn't help it, so he turned to the moat for help."

The part that Jiang Youlin hadn't finished was that the moat station originally planned to ask Shangqing for help and send a group of monks to join the battle, but he took the initiative to ask Ying to kill Shangguan for profit.

Jiang Qinfeng sighed: "It is so."

Young Master Jiang saw his younger brother cultivating in the fairyland, and he still looked soft and kind and ignorant of the world. The feelings of pity and affection in his heart were intertwined and complicated, and his eyes became softer, as if they were calmed by a light moonlight.

"what about me?"

"what?"

Jiang Qinfeng opened his round eyes slightly, showing a puzzled expression, like a student who was suddenly called by his name when he was distracted in class.

Jiang Youlin: "If I was infected into a devil and committed a heinous crime, would you kill me?"

Why does he keep asking and answering such difficult questions?

Jiang Qinfeng reluctantly thought and thought, and said solemnly:

"If that's the case, I'll kill you, but...it's hard to do it myself."

When Jiang Youlin received such a straightforward answer from his younger brother, he was neither angry nor angry, his brows stretched, and his light brown almond eyes were filled with the brilliant lights in the streets and alleys, rippling and sparkling.

"I hope you will come in person, or even coax me like I lied to Shangguan."

His joking, teasing and serious voice was crushed in the gentle night wind and drifted away like flower petals.

Jiang Qinfeng was stunned, this topic was too weird, not to mention cultivation, Jiang Youlin was resourceful and had a prominent family background, how could he become a devil?

"...So, why did the Demon Realm develop the demon poison and cause so many murders, and what good is it for them?"

Xie Lingtan seemed to know everything: "It's really strange, as far as I know, even the people in the Demon Realm hate demons to the extreme, and they set off a wave of opposition to the old devil's lord Yuan Qifeng's domineering rule. Now the Demon Realm's young master Yuan Zeshan seems to be in charge. "

Yuan Zeshan?

Jiang Qinfeng thought of the encounter in the secret realm, and his hand holding the sword itched.

Back in Jiang Mansion, Jiang Qinfeng released all three soul pets. The sky is high and the earth is wide, allowing chickens to fly and dogs to jump on cats and climb trees. It fluttered to his head and sat still without being annoyed, just like his own son.

"Gee chi! Chi chi!"

This young master looks so good-looking!From now on, his head will be Benfeng's exclusive throne!

The little yellow chicken sat on Jiang Youlin's head, flapped its little wings, and swore its territorial rights. If it had two little hands, it might have grabbed his hair and used it as a steering wheel.

Not to mention, this handsome Mr. Jiang has a little yellow chicken on his head, so cute.

"I clearly remember that you said that he was very active and mischievous. Why did I see him so well-behaved and sensible today?"

Jiang Qinfeng was speechless: "This, this is still cute? Isn't it going to go to heaven?"

"It's okay, he will accompany you instead of me. Every time he calls, he reminds Xiaofeng that there is another brother in Linjiang City who is waiting for Xiaofeng to go back. I really want to thank you for such a great kindness."

Jiang Xiaoyou: I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

"If he doesn't bark, I miss you too. How could such a handsome brother forget?"

Jiang Youlin had heard countless voices praising his appearance, and this one was the most pleasing to his ears. He covered his lips and smiled:

"I have prepared supper for you in the other courtyard. Sweet-scented osmanthus rice balls served with glutinous rice cakes, and brown sugar glutinous rice cakes. If you want to eat something, remember to tell the maids."

The housekeeper graciously led the way and led them to the Tangli Bieyuan, where they still lived in the room where Tianshimen stayed, just like five years ago.

"The rooms in this other courtyard are always being tidied up and cleaned. You can move in immediately. If there is anything missing, just ask the servant girl to go to the warehouse to pick it up. The city lord and his wife will go to the imperial city to visit relatives. Count the days and come back the day after tomorrow. When the time comes God must have a good time."

Jiang Youlin gave him a slight wink, and the housekeeper said again:

"This monk Xie has been working hard to accompany our young master back from the Shangqing. Come with me to enjoy the supper first, and then take a bath to relax. This Dongxu room is the largest and most spacious, with good ventilation. I guarantee that you will be satisfied with your stay!"

Dongxu's room is indeed the most spacious, but it is farthest away from Jiang Qinfeng's Xiyue room.

Xie Lingtan: "Okay."

Jiang Qinfeng: "It's decided so soon?"

Xie Lingtan: "You don't have to worry, it only took me half an hour to get to Xianglin from the village. From this distance, if you call, I will be there."

"Who called you for nothing? I just, I just... just asked by the way."

He just asked a question, why suddenly it seemed that he couldn't do without brother Xie, and he didn't even want to live far away.

After hesitating for a long time, Jiang Qinfeng couldn't find any good excuses, so he resigned to his fate and went to the hall to eat supper to replenish his strength.

The corners of Xie Lingtan's lips curled up slightly, and he frowned, feeling that he was getting more and more childish and ridiculous, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand to press down the raised part.

The glutinous rice cake slices have been deep-fried in the pan until they are golden, neatly placed on the blue and white porcelain plate, sprinkled with white sugar and crushed peanuts, and finally poured with thick syrup, still steaming hot, crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside It's tender, you must eat it while it's hot, and it's guaranteed to be sweet and glutinous.

Jiang Qinfeng also felt that he was hungry, and looked at Xie Lingtan: "What do you want to eat? You are in a hurry today, you have worked hard."

Xie Lingtan: "Just like you."

"Brother Xie, who is easy to feed." Jiang Qinfeng praised.

They have been together day and night for five years, and they have a tacit understanding everywhere. Once they speak, there is a sense of estrangement that others cannot penetrate.

Jiang Youlin's expression was slightly dull, his eyes darkened, staring at this scene, unable to move his eyes away.

He knew he was so abnormal——

How can an older brother be so domineering to a younger brother?Even if he gets close to others, he feels delicious?

Jiang Qinfeng had no blood relationship with him, and was only included in his ancestral home because of his discipleship. Isn't he satisfied with being able to get along with Mr. Xuehun with his false elder brother status?

For a moment, he smiled unnaturally: "You eat well, I'll go outside and feed your pet."

Seeing that he insisted on helping, Jiang Qinfeng couldn't refuse, so he gave him his spiritual pet: "Jiang Xiaoyou eats this kind of fire ganoderma pill, and Chai Shishi eats snow spirit pill. As for the puppy, it likes ribs the most."

"Chai Twelve? The one your master gave you?"

"Well, he sent it."

Jiang Youlin: "He must love you as a disciple very much."

"The Daoism exchange has ended, you haven't been back for five years, maybe you should go home and have a look."

"... In this way, it's good for you and me."

A white light flashed in his mind, and Chai Jingyan's clear and deep voice rang in Jiang Qinfeng's ears. Suddenly, at this moment, he realized that the No. 1 fragility in the cultivation world was deposited in these words.

His vision was blurred, and he looked at the aurora cold night, the plum blossoms on the top of the fairyland were in full bloom, and the fallen flowers were colorful, with little brilliance, but the tombstone under the tree stood dead silent, as unconscious as a dead tree.

Chai Jingyan wears complicated formal attire, with a high bun, long eyebrows drawn into the temples, and sharp eyes, like the frost of the moon and the reflection of snow in the cold lake. His figure is tall and cold, condensed into a silent silhouette in the millennium.

"call out--"

Thousands of fireworks suddenly bloomed in the sky. It turned out that the master of the fairyland peak had an unprecedented selfish intention to connect the two skies to celebrate the New Year with his apprentice.

At that time, Jiang Qinfeng was watching fireworks and fireflies with Xie Lingtan on the roof.

Just when he thought the master would not speak, he heard the man sigh softly:

"Xiaofeng, I really want to celebrate the New Year with you."

A butterfly emitting purple light flew out from his fingertips, once again opening the eternal night of nightmares.

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Qinfeng came back to his senses suddenly, and seeing Jiang Youlin looking at him with concern, he was actually very confused, not knowing where this memory came from.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Youlin was shocked and ashamed, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"It's strange..."

Jiang Qinfeng stammered: "Strange?"

Jiang Youlin smiled: "Why do you get nervous when I mention that Master loves you?"

He was born well. Over the years, countless men and women have shown their hearts to him, bees and butterflies, chasing after him. I don't know how many sincerities have been trampled and indifferent by this handsome young man, and how many falsehoods have been used by ridicule. Although he is still young, But he is most familiar with this kind of mood——

Clearly yes, clearly yes, the look of being confessed and not knowing how to respond.

Did Master Shangqing actually have such thoughts towards his apprentice?

His heart sank.