Master never follows a routine

Jiang Linmu kicked the hard head of the snake, thinking that if you don't wake up, you will be made into snake soup.

I don't know why, but when I think about it, I still have a little expectation.

"Who poured it wine." Ying Lin frowned.

A skinny horse poked its head out and said in a trembling voice, "I just toasted the guests, I didn't expect this to happen."

"Bring the wine."

She brought the plate and brought the wine over.

Ying Lin lowered his head and heard it, and understood.

This is realgar wine.

The madam turned her head in embarrassment. It was done several months ago. A large part of the people in the cultivation world come from the ordinary world, and they still attach great importance to some festivals.

I bought some realgar wine a few months ago, but who knows, I didn't sell much, and left a lot of leftover wine piled up in the wine cellar.

It's a pity to throw it away, and this kind of wine can't be drunk much, so it can be sold with other wines.

I didn't expect that the demon cultivator would come to visit the Flower House...

Ying Lin put the wine aside, snake, dragon and dragon are one, he doesn't like this kind of wine very much either.

It's not like a folktale, the snake will die after drinking realgar wine - it's just because the smell of realgar is so bad.

"How did it come here? Although the nature of the snake is obscene, there is no need to fix it on a person with little cultivation." Jiang Linmu wrote on his hand.

"Skinny horses are delicate and small, and snake repairers prefer this kind of women." Ying Lin said softly.

He lowered his head just in time to see Jiang Linmu looking at him thoughtfully.

He grabbed Ying Lin's hand and wrote on it, "Do you like this kind of woman too?"

Ying Lin didn't speak, it doesn't matter if he is fat or thin, he just doesn't like women.

Of all the things in this world, it seems that only human beings are particularly important to label gender, and demon cultivators generally don't pay attention to this.

Jiang Linmu took his hand and shook it, motioning for him to answer himself.

"no, I do not like it."

"Then what do you like?" Jiang Linmu became curious and continued to write.

After all, as a parent, what you care about the most are those few things - eating, sleeping, practicing, and marriage.

The demon cultivators are not shy about this, and most of them who have that ability start to do it, and those as old as Yinglin have given birth to several litters.

Sometimes Jiang Linmu also felt that Ying Lin was a little pitiful.He is the only dragon in this world, he looks down on human cultivators, and demon cultivators generally fear him, he is too lonely.

I can be single, but my son must have a partner.

"Looking at it this way, it's not just the snake's fault. But since it smashed the boss's building, I'm willing to pay for it. It's not easy for this snake to practice. It's a pity that it died just because of drinking too much. "

"I don't know who Mister is, why do you have to defend the demon cultivator?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and stared at Ying Lin.

Ying Lin looked at him without fear, this man had only just built alchemy, he was already a dragon, so he didn't have to worry about his combat effectiveness.

It's just that the reputation of myself and my master is not particularly good in the cultivation world. If they are recognized, there may be big problems.

"This doesn't seem to be important." Ying Lin coughed lightly, and tore off the magic weapon of space around his waist and gave it to Jiang Linmu, while he drew out a long sword with a sharp and sharp blade. It was quite bluffing .

Sure enough, his eyes became vigilant, he stared at Ying Lin closely, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

The young man in front of him doesn't have any cultivation level, but the person who can come here to have fun is not a pure-hearted and ascetic person, presumably his cultivation base is not very high.

If that's the case, then don't be afraid of him...

Jiang Linmu took out another small bag from the bag, put the spirit stone in it, and in a flash, the huge white snake disappeared instantly!

Ying Lin immediately controlled the sword, grabbed Jiang Linmu's waist from behind and jumped hundreds of feet!

"Bastard! He's gone!"

"Go chase it!"

"He wants to monopolize that monster!"

Everyone reacted immediately, pointing at a black spot in the sky and shouting angrily.

Jiang Linmu was carrying the small bag, thinking that Ying Lin was really bad.

He didn't want to lose money from the beginning, did he?

And whoring a snake for nothing.

The bag is also a magic weapon of space, which is mainly used to hold living things. It turns out that there are also relatively reckless disciples in the sect, who often fight with each other, and sometimes scuffle with their real bodies. Jiang Linmu uses this magic weapon to separate them.

An hour later, the two had already left the city, standing at the foot of the mountain, next to a small stream, and there was a house a little further ahead.

Jiang Linmu grabbed the corner of the bag and shook it down. A snake rolled out of the bag.

All in all, it still looks quite beautiful, with a snow-white body, pink mouth and tender nose, and a slender figure.

"It's really stupid." Ying Lin shook his head, stretched out a finger to pick it up, and threw it into the stream.

The snake didn't respond either, and sank to the bottom of the river in a daze.

"I thought I heard something fall into the river."

Ying Lin: "Stone."

After a while, it finally twisted its body and floated up from the bottom of the water with difficulty. It seemed to shake its head angrily. When its eyes met the corresponding scales, it froze obviously. At Jiang Linmu's feet.

Jiang Linmu felt the coolness under his feet, and poked its body gropingly.

The snake twisted its body as if playing tricks, coiled up, twitched its tail twice, and retracted again.

"Master, don't touch it, it's quite dirty."

It stretched out its head again, a pair of red eyes stared at Ying Lin.

It seemed that he was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to force him loudly.

"Although demon cultivators say they live in peace with human cultivators, they seldom enter the realm of humans. Fortunately, you have learned how to drink flower wine."

It couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

After practicing for a long time, the level of cultivation will also increase, and the little female snake around her is afraid to walk around the corner.

The so-called high places are not a good thing-for example, you can't find a partner.

It is very difficult for a snake to live alone for nearly a thousand years.

So sometimes he used his human form to go to the building to play, and the girls there had no cultivation level, and he couldn't tell that he was a demon cultivator.

Unexpectedly, this time the car overturned.

Ying Lin said: "Your cultivation base is not low. If you continue to cultivate, you may turn into a dragon. There is no need to cut off your future."

The snake's head worked hard, it knew this, and it didn't do anything bad, just went to the building to see the young lady, touched the little hand and drank.

Jiao?

Jiang Linmu suddenly realized, yes, isn't there an old saying that a snake can turn into a dragon after a thousand years, and a dragon can turn into a dragon after a thousand years?

If it can become a dragon, wouldn't Yinglin have the same kind?

He took Ying Lin's hand and wrote on it: "Let him transform into a human form."

"Master can't see it again."

"Change."

After a while, Jiang Linmu suddenly heard a generous male voice.

"I, can I go?"

Jiang Linmu had goosebumps, and tremblingly wrote in Ying Lin's hand: "Her voice is a bit rich."

"Because it's male."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-0322:58:18~2020-06-0721:39:37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: 1 for a long time;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of fate; 1 bottle of praying dream butterfly;

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