After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

"No, I don't want to wait."

As soon as Yu Chengzhou turned around, he was grabbed by his sleeve and lowered his body. He paused, and a clean and well-behaved boy's face came into view. The corners of his eyes were red, his silver teeth were clenched, his nose was wrinkled, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were beautiful. Between filled with resentment.

"It's just a one-sentence explanation, and you can explain it after you come back. This kind of banner cannot be erected casually."

There was too much black energy from the undead outside the barrier, and they began to rush into it. As soon as they passed the barrier, raging fires ignited all over their bodies. Turn around.The cries of the undead were not audible to both ears, but they exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness of all living beings, accompanied by the hunting night wind, sharp birdsong, and strange chaos.

The fire light was reflected in those clear glass-like eyes, flickering and flickering, and the slender hand holding him was extraordinarily calm and firm.

"I want to hear an explanation, now, immediately, immediately!" Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and said bitterly, he pulled Yu Chengzhou to bend down, and stopped hooking his neck with his upper body.

Yu Chengzhou was stunned for a moment, and smiled back, thinking that the child was asking for a kiss, but in the next second he bit his jaw hard as if punished, and the tip of his teeth bit his flesh back and forth as if venting, the boy's voice Sullen, sullen, his eyes moist, "Master has no credibility with me."

Yu Chengzhou couldn't take back his sleeves, so he raised his lips helplessly, stretched his hand under Jiang Yu's robe and lightly flicked it, and said in a low voice, "Does it hurt? .”

The burning pain on the inside of the leg was met with a burst of coldness. Jiang Yu tensed his back, lowered his head and blushed, subconsciously tightened his legs, but accidentally pinched the hand again, as if The meaning of refusal or welcome...

Yu Chengzhou smiled lowly, and stuffed something into his sleeve pocket.

Jiang Yu knew that he was avoiding the important and taking the light of the light, so he deliberately distracted his attention. He quickly took a deep breath to calm his mind, and concentrated his energy to call out the black blade. He didn't intend to let the master fight alone to defend the border. The demon king who got the handle, he wished he could tie an iron chain and pin the demon king to his belt.

"I'll be with you." With a cold face, Jiang Yu gestured casually, motioning for Master to get out of the way.

He saw Master's eyes jump over his shoulder, his expression froze slightly.

Jiang Yu also wanted to turn his head to look.But before he could react, the master grabbed his knife point and slashed straight at his forearm.The clothes were torn, and a not deep and not shallow gash was burned on the smooth skin, and blood flowed continuously.

Jiang Yu was taken aback, "What are you doing!" He suddenly forgot that he still had magic spells, and only wanted to tear off the strip of cloth to hold the wound for Master.

But the master pinched the formula instead, forcing more blood to gurgle out, and said hypnotically in a hoarse voice: "Shh, it will be fine in a while."

He stretched out his hand to Jiang Yu with his own blood, Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment but did not escape, Master's blood was warm, cool and sweet, dripping one by one on his face, neck, shoulders, and forearms , with a slightly open neckline on the chest.

Jiang Yu watched carefully. The terrifying centipede-like wound on the master's forearm was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Black adhesions formed between the cracked and turned-out fuzzy flesh and blood on the left and right sides. , the blood dried up, leaving only a strange scar.

The divine power of the Linxue Man was once again fulfilled, he would not have wounds, and neither would his master. This is an extraordinary talent, and it is also an obvious reason to put them in the dead of all beings greedily chasing them.

Embrace the guilt.

The sound of thin, rustling footsteps behind him became clear, and the flickering light of the lights dazzled the eyes among the dark branches.

"Is there anyone over there?"

"Junior Brother! It's Junior Brother... No, there's Demon Cultivator!"

"Why is he with Moxiu..."

Jiang Yu didn't look back, and was thrown down instantly in a daze. Just as he was about to touch the ground, the side of his head touched a soft and slightly shiny palm. He had a chance to hold back.

A few seconds later, he was surrounded by many senior disciples holding lamps. They looked shocked and their voices were chaotic and noisy.

"So much blood... the little brother is injured, it's that demon cultivator just now!"

"Where is the injury? Is your face okay..."

"That's not right, I just saw that it was the little junior brother who was entangled desperately, tightly holding on to Moxiu's sleeve and not letting go."

"What nonsense are you talking about! I saw it too. It was Moxiu who seriously injured Jiang Yu with several swords. How could he pester Moxiu? Don't you want to slander others."

"Junior brother, can you hear me, little brother?"

Someone gently pushed his shoulder, and the voice became extremely ethereal, intermittent in a distant place.

Jiang Yu turned a deaf ear, his eyes passed through the shadows, and fell on the figure standing on the barrier, blocking thousands of dead souls alone.All the black energy inside the barrier was wiped out, and the soaring flames were quickly blocked outside. He stood at the junction of the flames and the darkness, and he folded branches to make weapons. With the Wujin streamer, the enchantment instantly spread rapidly, and the heavy light flashed, adhering to the ruler's will, opened the bloody mouth, and roared silently to swallow the black air that hit it.

Jiang Yu didn't blink his eyes, opened his mouth and didn't speak.It was as if this scene was archived in his memory, the same people stood in front of him over and over again, shielding him from the endless fire that he should have endured.

It's not the memory of the original owner, it's his own memory... Jiang Yu smiled silently, wondering why he was so emotionally moved by a phantom character in a book.

As if the brain was deceiving him, it helped him make up and complete some past experiences that seemed true and false, such as when he stepped barefoot on the gravel residue deep in the dark valley, someone held his hand He took him out of the valley by hand, taught him to use his sword to break through the nine heavens, soar thousands of miles, carried him up the mountain step by step, and walked to the narrow and dilapidated mountain gate.

"Brother, have you repaired the steps on the way up the mountain..."

The disciples around him suddenly backed away at the same time, and a silent figure walked over slowly, bent down and embraced Jiang Yu into his arms, together with the soft and fluffy black feather blanket under him. stand up.

The disciples hurriedly lowered their heads and took small steps away. The overly powerful Lingwei seemed to pinch the throats of all the living beings present.

Only then did Jiang Yu regain consciousness from the chaotic memory, remembering to struggle, and raised his head to meet Qi Jianyue's expressionless cold face.

Without saying a word, Qi Jianyue turned around and wanted to leave.

Every year when the barrier was turbulent and the undead came out, the alarm sounded, and the senior disciples in the Disciplinary Department had to shoulder their responsibilities and check one by one whether all the disciples were safe in the house.

This year, I found out that the beautiful little junior is not here, and Mr. Yunlin who surrounds the little junior every day and forbids anyone to come near him is also not there. Everyone was panicking and rubbing their hands excitedly. They raised their hands and signed up to form a death squad. Detachment, run desperately to the front line, run faster than anyone else to hold the junior brother first.

But why have they retreated for many years, and the ancestors who have never left the pavilion also joined their ranks of robbing people... Come here in person, abuse their privileges, and use their hands and feet!

The person with good deeds was so resentful that he couldn't calm down, resisting the spiritual pressure and secretly raised his eyes, his jaw dropped in shock.

I saw the master frowning, looking at the junior brother wrapped in a thick snow robe with disgust, his face was full of doting and helplessness, no matter how the junior brother writhed and struggled in his arms, there were mud marks on the soles of his shoes. Kicked on his shoulder, half of his chest was covered in blood - just didn't let go.The little junior brother is really a god-man, and he has completely cured the master's cleanliness disorder!

"Let me down! I can't go, the teacher...is still..."

Qi Jianyue raised his eyebrows, "Who's still there?"

Jiang Yu clenched his lower lip, and the crow blade that was secretly accumulating strength in his hand and was about to be raised immediately went out.Master's identity, his identity that Master took pains to hide for him, can't just be exposed like this...

He had no choice but to murmur: "There is black energy entering the barrier, why didn't the master protect it..."

Qi Jianyue glanced over there, and said in a cold voice, "This is an internal matter of the Demon Sect, what are you doing with it. The Sect Master must eradicate the rampant aliens in the sect, eliminate the wandering ghosts of the demon cultivators, and pass on their duties from generation to generation. Only by maintaining the sect's spiritual power circle safe and sound, can we not invade each other and coexist with other sects in the world of cultivating immortals."

Duties of the Demon Lord... When did Master become the Demon Lord and undertake these responsibilities?Jiang Yu froze for a moment, then fell silent.

Qi Jianyue looked at the person in his arms in the night, full of blood, wounded and colorful, looking extremely embarrassed.He breathed a sigh of relief silently, and shook his head to himself.

It's not like, it's even less like a Linxue, how could a Linxue have a wound that bleeds like this...

In order to prevent those dirty feet from moving again, Qi Jianyue cast a calming spell, but Jiang Yu seemed to be so tired that he couldn't bear half of his spiritual power at all, and fell asleep in his arms.

Seeing that sleeping face, Qi Jianyue was in an inexplicably good mood, the corners of his lips were half raised but then pressed back immediately.

Those light-colored and indifferent eyes glanced aside, "What are you looking at?"

The disciple next to him who had been raising his head quietly shivered for a moment, all thoughts in his mind were frozen, and he bent down tremblingly.

Qi Jianyue let out a cold snort, and waved the snow robe to completely cover Jiang Yu's face, covering An Ran's extremely beautiful sleeping face, before flicking his sleeves, he was about to return to the Zongmen Pavilion.

His hand suddenly touched the blanket under Jiang Yu, he paused for a moment, and rubbed it carefully again. This is a blanket made of precious black feathers... Was it given by the demon?

Qi Jianyue looked at the barrier again, with a complicated expression on his face.

Jiang Yu had a nightmare. In the dream, there was nothing but pitch black and nothing but extremely noisy sounds. There was Wenhong's low sobbing, and the rapid breathing of the master when he was angry, followed by quarrels. The voice... Jiang Yu wanted to raise his hand to dissuade him, but he was really tired, and after a while, his surroundings became extremely silent again.

He suddenly woke up from the bed and sat up, turned over and was about to go to the enchantment to help the master.

"Little brother is going to go to the enchantment, it has been two days, and it has been calmed down there long ago..."

"Then..." Jiang Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes and asked the disciple in white who seemed to be taking care of him, "Is Master in the sect?"

"Little brother may not know that whenever the enchantment is turbulent and the demon sect sends people to wipe out the remnants of the undead, Lord Yun Lin will catch up to fight and fight all the way to the gate of the demon sect's gloomy valley, and will return after many days." The disciple paused, thought for a while, and said, "Although this is the case, I heard that the demon lord does not like to fight head-on, and has retreated many times. The two of them have never faced each other head-on. It is also a great pity in the world of cultivating immortals..."

The disciple in white shook his head while talking.

Jiang Yu twitched the corners of his lips, and chased him to the gate of the Demon Sect. Could Mr. Yun Lin be better at lying?He is not afraid that there are really good people who want to watch the demon king and the fairy king fight with each other.

Jiang Yu raised the bed curtain, only to realize that he was no longer in Master's Liyang Residence.The whole room is blindingly white, and all the decorations are pure white without a trace of variegation.

Even with the quilt on his body, the pure white wrapped him with blood stains and mud spots inside.

Seeing his puzzled expression, the disciple quickly explained: "Master has repeatedly emphasized that we are not allowed to wash your wound and change clothes, but only ask you to get up and take care of it yourself. I am afraid it is not easy to take a bath with the wound. I brought the wound medicine for the younger brother. , I called for hot water to wash my body."

A few days ago Qi Jianyue put the man into the bed, and Fang wanted to change his clothes himself, but he felt a shock in his body, his eyes widened slightly, he quickly retracted his hands, and supported himself on his chest in pain, He scolded himself for what he was thinking just now, and why he violated the Taoism of the Ruthless Dao... After decades of cultivation, it is difficult to understand the true result, this Ruthless Dao!

Qi Jianyue frowned and looked at the ignorant little thing sleeping in the bed, which was close but untouchable.He gritted his teeth, and wrapped Jiang Yu in a quilt with a cold face.

Qi Jianyue left the room, opened the door, and crawled in with a group of peeking disciples. Each of them received a spiritual ring and was repeatedly told to wait for Jiang Yu to wake up. But no one is allowed to enter the house without permission to change Jiang Yu's clothes and apply medicine.

The white-clothed disciple touched the scar on the back of the ring board, he didn't remember to eat or beat, he was really greedy, so he looked outside the room vigilantly, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master Zu is really unreasonable, but he is not here right now. You don’t have to force the little junior brother to feel unwell, I’m happy to help…”

The disciple looked eagerly at the junior brother who was more transparent and clear in the bed due to his weakness.The junior brother's eyelash feathers fanned like flying butterfly wings, and the lips were slightly red and swollen for some reason, very eye-catching and alluring.

On the forehead of the white-clothed disciple, I can say three words, and the towel in his hand is ready to go!

Jiang Yu was slow to react for a moment, quickly smiled, rejected the brother's kindness, pushed him out of the house, and slammed the door.

The white-clothed disciple bared his teeth and grinned as he touched the wound on his back. He didn't expect the little junior brother to look thin and have such strength in his hands. No wonder Shan Yujian... He was about to turn around and knock on the door when it slammed again Opened it and hit him in the face.

The little junior didn't even look at him, didn't stick out his head, just took the wound medicine from his arms, closed the door completely and locked it.

Jiang Yu's face and arms were covered with Master's blood, and a person with Linxue didn't have a wound, so of course he didn't dare to let others watch him apply the medicine.But the real wound was seared deep inside his legs... He lightly lifted his robe and took a deep breath.

The author has something to say: Yu Chengzhou! ! !come out faster! ! !Drug your subject! ! !

Today is also a day for the beautiful and violent little junior like the disciples in the sect ╮(‵▽′)╭

感谢在2020-08-1002:06:51~2020-08-1113:06:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Examiner A is receiving 1 under me;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I want to eat 5 bottles of watermelon; Nezha can't do anything; 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!