Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Yin Wutang stared blankly at Jiang Xun, and Jiang Xun let him look him up and down, arranging his clothes on his own.

Although Yin Wutang was thin, he was not small, and his shoulders were a little wider than Jiang Xun's. Jiang Xun was trying to figure out how to wear the jade belt hook, and the clothes on his left shoulder slipped off along the arc of his arm, revealing half of his bright face Shoulder.

After three years in the burrow, Jiang Xun's skin had a pale color that lacked sunlight. He was about to pull up his clothes when he heard a crisp sound of a foreign object falling to the ground. The next second, Yin Wutang threw away the green bamboo stick. So he rushed straight up and hung it on Jiang Xun's neck.

Jiang Xun was still biting his belt, and was hugged full.

Yin Wutang's arms were like iron pincers, but his legs could not use any strength. Jiang Xun was caught off guard, and he was pulled by him and fell to his knees.

At this moment, Jiang Xun's only feeling is...too thin.

A bunch of weak bones were hanging on his body, buried in his chest, like a lonely shadow.Soon, the clothes on Jiang Xun's chest felt slightly warm, and his shoulders, which were so thin that only a layer of bone skin remained, shrugged violently up and down.

Jiang Xun was silent, he pressed his palm between Yin Wutang's dry and white hair, and stroked it back and forth.

...he is still so young, but already has gray hair.

Yin Wutang's voice was muffled, with a trembling heat, directly blowing into Jiang Xun's heart through a layer of clothes: "You are back."

Jiang Xun took a deep breath: "Well, I'm back. I'm not leaving."

Hearing this, Yin Wutang hunched his body even deeper, his right hand firmly grasped the place where his Dan Palace used to be, and squeezed the clothes into wrinkles, his voice was so weak that it was almost moaning: "Great, I didn't Kill you. My golden core didn't kill you..."

Jiang Xun was stunned: "What golden pill?"

Yin Wutang quickly wiped his cheeks with his hand, raised his face, and smiled a little foolishly: "It's nothing, it's not important. You..."

But before Yin Wutang could say anything more, Jiang Xun gently pressed his palm against his alchemy. After realizing the emptiness there, he frowned slightly, and a golden light swirled from his palm in an instant. Like a shooting star in the dark night.A little bright light was swept out from the tail of the meteor, and a star flower splashed between Yin Wutang's pupils, and then completely sank into his dead, lifeless Dan Palace.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and the fingers holding Jiang Xun's arms tightened one by one.

At the joint between Jiang Xun's palm and his alchemy palace, the golden elixir of aura that was forcibly cut out whirled and reborn in Yin Wutang's body, the aura flowed smoothly, and the root bones regenerated.

Like a building that has been in disrepair for a long time, the eaves are rotten, the bricks and tiles are crumbling, Jiang Xun uses his thoughts to remove all those obsolete and obsolete things, and turn it into a new one. Glittering look.

—Let that boy like Bai Yang come back.

Yin Wutang's shattered tendons and bones were caressed by the golden light like flowing water, where the light passed, the cracks and scars were all eliminated, and it was as smooth and tough as new.

Jiang Xun gently stroked Yin Wutang's hair with his free hand, and his gray hair was exposed between his fingers. He pressed against Yin Wutang's ear and whispered: "No matter what you want to tell me, I will give you the golden elixir first. Fill."

The feeling of the healing golden light flowing between the bones made Yin Wutang's body convulse again and again, but he insisted on opening his eyes wide and looking at Jiang Xun.

...for the first time...not because the quarrel was so close.very nice.

Jiang Xun heard Yin Wutang's hoarse, sleepy whisper: "...I wish I had met you sooner."

Jiang Xun didn't think about it, he just patted his back rhythmically.

His whole body was hot, his spiritual power was steaming, and a large stream of sweat poured down from Yin Wutang's forehead. Even though his eyes were stained with sweat, he still insisted on staring at Jiang Xun, and murmured: "It would be great if I was sensible earlier. ...that way you won't have to work so hard."

Jiang Xun's eyebrows moved, and the fingers that were rubbing his wet forehead turned downward, covering his bright eyes.

... The past cannot be traced, it is better to look forward to the future.

Jiang Xun lowered his voice and smiled slightly: "To be honest, it's better to count on me than to expect me not to die again."

Although he made a joke and eased the sad atmosphere a little, he could still feel that Yin Wutang was still looking at his direction with his eyes open, and the eyelashes stained with mist were moving slightly in the palm of his hand. with.

He made no further intimacy, nor did he approach more actively.

He just stared at himself like this.

...It seems that he is very satisfied just by looking at it.

After casting the spell, he hugged Yin Wutang, who was thin like a shadow, onto the bed, covered him with a quilt, pulled his sweat-soaked clothes by the way, and said with a smile: "...It's a favor to pay back the clothes."

Yin Wutang hadn't experienced the feeling of spiritual power flowing slowly in his body for a long time, the strangeness was a bit scary, but he still tried his best to put on a smiling face, and said softly: "...Then my clothes are quite valuable."

Now that Yin Wutang's body has been healed, Jiang Xun sat on the edge of the bed, resting his stomach on one hand, and stepped on a footstool. He asked about the business: "Rabbit, what happened in the past three years?"

The room was silent for a while.

The new wind passed by, kicking up fine sand and stones, and slapping on the paper pasted between the windows, the burning candle shook in shock, and the bright red flame was decomposed by the moon cage gauze beside the bed, turning into a piece of light. Mottled dense red mist.

Too many things happened in these three years, and Yin Wutang only heard about it from a few Yin family children after recovering from his recovery not long ago, and now he personally relayed it to Jiang Xun.Even so, he still felt as if he was in a fog of five miles, and it was hard to believe that the world was changing so quickly.

Three years ago, Qin Mu, who carried the corpse back to the mountain with a snowy face, walked up Yuyang Mountain step by step, knocked on the gate of Yuyang Mountain, surrounded by the dense circle of Qin disciples, and said coldly: "Qin Mu, the eldest son of the Qin family Here, who dares to make a mistake?"

Qin's mother, Yang Ying, heard her beloved son's return in the midst of a serious illness, and she generated strength out of thin air. She turned over from the sick bed, covered with clothes and barefoot, and rushed outside. She grabbed Qin Mu and asked questions about Qin Mu's childhood one by one. Qin Mu answered fluently, Yang Ying thought it was a miracle, and wept with joy, that the lingering and serious illness was cured without medicine.

After returning to Yuyang, he presented the booklet and played the Immortal Realm. After getting approval, he went to the Immortal Realm and told the story of the separation of soul and soul in the past few years. , including the matter of Fenglin's interception and killing back then, he also made it clear.

Qin Mu's statement, from the beginning to the end, did not have any trace of fabrication, it was perfect, self-consistent, reasonable and reasonable, and the fairy world also verified Qin Mu's real body by using the art of appreciating the soul, confirming that he is indeed the son of the Qin family.

Therefore, the fairy world can only declare that Jiang Xun, a disciple of the Qin family, is not only innocent, but also has meritorious service in protecting the Lord.

...but what good is that?

The identity of Jiang Xun certified by the fairy world is "a disciple of the Qin family", not a "slave of the cicada".

Qin Mu ran in many directions, but encountered the same desperate situation as Yu Miao back then.

No one in the fairy world listened to him, and no one was willing to lend a helping hand. Even someone with a heart would tell Qin Mu cryptically that he was doing well now. The fairy world's willingness to admit Jiang Xun's innocence was already the biggest concession. What are you going to argue about?

On the other side, surprisingly, Qin Daoyuan refused to admit that Qin Mu was his son.

In his opinion, his son could not be like this.

——Obviously in his memory, his Mu'er was so well-behaved and sensible, he would never treat him with such an indifferent attitude, let alone treat him so coldly because of a person with a foreign surname.

——His Mu'er looks the best in the world, how could he have the appearance of such a foreign bastard?

——And...how could he fail to recognize his Mu'er?How could he almost kill his Mu'er on Tingtao Road?

——His Mu'er...his Mu'er had died a long time ago!

——This person is Jiang Xun's former servant, he must have been in cahoots with that Jiang Xun, and resorted to some kind of evil technique to make Li Daitao stiff, and take away the EMI inheritance that he originally intended to leave to Mu'er!

Qin Daoyuan disregarded the identification results stamped by the Immortal Realm himself, and also ignored Yang Ying's persuasion, and went mad every day. When he saw Qin Mu, he wanted to kill the harm.

Later, the situation intensified, so that the Qin family was in turmoil and panic all day long.

In the end, Yang Ying had no choice but to imprison Qin Daoyuan in the Qin family's cell with tears in his eyes.

The cell was burned down by Jiang Xun, Qin Daoyuan rebuilt it with all his strength, and vowed to wait for Jiang Xun to return, let him taste the taste of 180 five instruments of torture.

However, now, this place has become Qin Daoyuan's residence.

He became the only prisoner in this prison.

Qin Daoyuan's inner alchemy was injured, his mind was confused, his hair was unkempt, and he was as thin as a stick. Every day in prison, he called out Qin Mu's nickname to the west. Shepherd summons souls.

Qin Daoyuan, who loves his son as much as his life, may have gone crazy since the day he knew his son had died.

Qin Daoyuan was already insane, so Qin Mu succeeded him and became the head of the Yuyang Patriarch.

The other factions were quite peaceful, and there were no major events in the past three years. Until recently, it was rumored that the phenomenon of swallowing the sky was revived again, and the forces of the demonic way raised their heads one after another, which caused another bloodbath.

When referring to the chaos in recent days, Yin Wutang dared not elaborate on Zhan Mei's injury at all.

Jiang Xun has just been resurrected, and his spiritual power should not be fully recovered. Once he learns about this, what if he is impulsive and rushes down the mountain to settle accounts with those demons?

Thinking of this, Yin Wutang became terrified, and decisively mentioned it all, only vaguely saying that Zhan Mei had injuries on his body, and the Mo Dao was pressing every step of the way, so Le Zhan and the two were forced to lead their troops to retreat to the Yin family.

Jiang Xun didn't pay much attention, and asked casually, "What about Dongshan?"

Yin Wutang swallowed a mouthful of saliva suddenly, and let out a very clear "gudong".

Seeing that Yin Wutang was so nervous, Jiang Xun felt funny instead: "What's the matter? I asked about Dongshan, is it strange?"

Yin Wutang's ears turned red, and he felt embarrassed for his overreaction, scratching his red earlobe, Nuonuo said: "After I woke up, Guanqing came to visit me once... I think his state is not the same as before. Nothing different. So..."

Having said that, he paused for a while: "...so I don't understand why everyone says he's crazy..."

After Yin Wutang woke up, what surprised him the most was the attitude of all righteous people in the fairy world towards Yu Miao.

No one has ever mentioned this young, promising and talented Patriarch Dongshan lightly. Once mentioned, they will definitely shake their heads, saying that his mind is lost, no matter how embarrassing he is.

However, the folks praised that the patriarch of the Dongshan Yu clan was a rare iron-blooded gentleman who killed demons and demons decisively and eliminated harm for the people.

The last time Yin Wutang met Yu Miao, he felt that Yu Miao was not much different from the past.

He found it strange, and asked Ji Yunshang this question.Ji Yunshang only said plainly that other people's comments are not enough to be believed.Believe what you believe.

After telling Jiang Xun what he knew about Yu Miao, Yin Wutang was a little apprehensive.

...He didn't know Jiang Xun's attitude towards Yu Miao.

Jiang Xun was silent for a long time before he raised his head and put on a bright smile: "I'll go find Amu and Qiumei in a while, and then go see Meimei and the others..."

In his words, he deliberately ignored the person "Yu Miao", because he really didn't know how to face him.

He only knew that when he heard the word "Guan Qing", his heart twitched very clearly.

Jiang Xun, who was immersed in his own emotions and complicated thoughts, didn't notice Yin Wutang's strange expression for a while.

Yin Wutang frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "Who is 'Sister Qiu'?"

Just as Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows in doubt, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from far away.The sound of the door slamming like thunder suddenly exploded: "Young Master Yin! Young Master Yin! Demonic cultists invaded at night! Please take shelter in the house, Young Master Yin, and don't go out!! Don't go out!!"