With the rescued male partner again [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Yanlan had no choice, so with a flick of her cloak, she sat alone opposite a Zhidaojun.

In the icy and snowy land, a dead tree, a stone platform and a chessboard, two men, one black and one white, are sitting facing each other.

A Zhidao Lord, "Baizi or Heizi?"

"If you hold the black pieces out of respect, this disciple will dare to take the black pieces." Jiang Yanlan is really not sure, his chess skills are all learned when he accompanied the old man to observe.

When Mr. Jiang was young, he didn't like to play chess. After retiring, he had nothing to do and started to learn following the footsteps of his old buddies.It's just that he has always been a stinky chess basket, and even Xiao Jiang's chess skills are half a bucket of water.

It doesn't matter if the master is indifferent, with a slight movement of his fingers, the scattered chess pieces fly back to the two chess pots respectively, and the black chess pot lands in front of Jiang Yanlan, "Let's start."

The two started to make moves one by one, and after a stick of incense, the leisurely expression on the face of the one holding Taoist disappeared, his eyes were fixed on the chessboard, and he refused to make a move for a long time.

Jiang Yanlan looked at Bai Zi, who had thrown himself into a trap and was in a desperate situation, and his heart was raised. This ancestor wouldn't lose the game and play tricks, right?In fact, he is also very confused, as if he is very familiar with the opponent's chess moves. He should go in another direction when making a move, but he set a trap for the opponent in a familiar way. It's set!

Neither of them spoke, Xiao Jiang always blinked his eyes and pretended to be innocent when the other party looked over suspiciously.

A Zhidao Lord shook his arm, and his wide sleeves flicked onto the chessboard, accidentally disrupting the entire chessboard.

Jiang Yanlan, "..."

One Zhidao Lord, "..."

Xiao Jiang always had a strong desire to survive to honor his ancestors, "This game doesn't count, it doesn't count! How about we do it again?"

Yizhi Daojun threw down the white piece in his hand, wanting to be angry but not angry, full of anger and nowhere to vent, "Forget it, it's not that I can't afford to lose, so I need you to pretend to be a good person?"

"Then...shall we go down?"

Yi Zhi Daojun suddenly raised his eyes and stared over, "Why, are you busy?"

"No." Jiang Yanlan was embarrassed, he had already guessed that the puppet probably came to summon him to sweep the snow this morning.Now that he was finally freed from the crime, he didn't want to annoy a Zhidao Lord and make this ancestor remember that.

Finding that the other party was not forgiving and was still waiting for his explanation, Jiang Yanlan asked for instructions, "It's like this, this disciple is not prepared enough, and I want to find time to go down the mountain to buy some daily necessities."

Yizhi Daojun frowned when he heard the word "down the mountain", and said without thinking, "This is simple, what do you want to buy, the deity will send it to you."

Jiang Yanlan was just pleasantly surprised that there was a "delivery service" on Yu Jingfeng, but the next moment she thought of the real problem, "Would this be too much trouble, besides, I don't have many spirit stones..."

Before the words of polite refusal were finished, a white light suddenly landed on the ground, and Master Daoxuan walked out of the white light, and respectfully cupped his hands, "Elder Taishang, I don't know why I summoned my disciples?"

He arrived without stopping when he was called, without daring to delay at all.

Yizhi Daojun ordered lightly, "Buy some daily necessities for the deity. If you want anything, just tell him."

The last sentence was addressed to Jiang Yanlan, as if standing in front of him was not the majestic leader of the Qianyuan Immortal Sect, but his personal servant of the Daoist Monarch!

Master Daoxuan's mouth twitched, "...Yes, this disciple takes orders."

President Xiao Jiang was also in a bad mood, and when Master Daoxuan turned his head to ask in a serious manner, he could only describe his needs in front of a Zhizhi Daojun.

Obviously it was just a simple "purchasing business", but the two insisted on talking about the future of Xianmen.

A quarter of an hour later, Master Daoxuan left with a "shopping list".

Mr. Jiang was a little confused, he turned his head and asked his ancestor who was sitting upright like a mountain, "Can I borrow spirit stones in advance as an errand at Jingfeng?"

Please ask the head to run errands in person, it must not be cheap...

The Yizhi Daojun was so clever, he immediately guessed the intention of his words, and when Master Daoxuan returned with the storage bracelet, he casually threw a small bottle to him.

"Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk!" Reverend Daoxuan was both surprised and delighted, he didn't expect to get such a good thing just by running around, he held the bottle of spiritual milk tightly, and forgot to even refuse, "Thank you, Elder Taishang, for the reward!"

Jiang Yanlan's expression was about to crack, the treasure that even the head of the sect coveted must be a good thing!He can go down the mountain to buy it by himself, wouldn't it be good to give him the Lao Shizi Wannian Spirit Milk? !

Is this ancestor's values ​​as distorted as his xinxing, what a crime!

A Zhidao Lord held a sapphire bracelet, "Let's play another game with this deity. If you win, it will be yours. If you lose, you still have to dance the sword to this deity."

...What indescribable obsession do you have with Sword Dance!Do you need to code that? !

"Okay."

If there is one, there are two, Mr. Jiang already has experience.Sure enough, he won the second set again.

Yi Zhi Daojun didn't have a bad face this time, he threw the sapphire bracelet to him, and asked suspiciously, "Your chess skills are very good?"

Jiang Yanlan, "So-so."

Seeing that the Yizhi Daojun was about to change his face again, he quickly remedied, "Ahem, it's actually not bad."

The ancients were reserved, saying that it was okay, but in fact it meant that they were very proficient. There is no doubt that there is a master of Taoism.

Winning chess is also addictive, especially if you have chips.Jiang Yanlan was in high spirits, eager to get some more good things. I wonder if there is still the Wannian Lingrui?Even if it's gone, it's good to win him something to save his life. He feels very insecure right now.

Jiang Yanlan's starry eyes turned slightly, "Are you still here?"

Yizhi Daojun became angry when he saw his appearance, and he made love to him, "Come on!"

The two of you came and went and played a few more games. One Zhidaojun didn't take advantage once, and he doubted his life after losing chess!

"I can't play anymore!" The master of the Zhizhi pushed the pawn, always feeling that the person in front of him was sent by the Jiang family to target him.

Jiang Yanlan was overjoyed, stood up and said goodbye obediently, walking briskly.

Not only did he win the right to enter the library and the arsenal to pick an item, but he also won a piece of Yanyang jade and chain defense armor from a master who was in charge of the cold, plus the previously exempted punishment and storage bracelet. It was a great harvest.

If he doesn't see any good, he will accept it, he is afraid that a Taoist master will turn his face on him!

Jiang Yanlan returned triumphantly, and was warmly welcomed by Zhaofu. While holding the big lion, he opened the sapphire bracelet to check.

Reverend Daoxuan did not perfuse him at all. The bracelet contained not only bed cabinets, tables and chairs, bedding and clothing and other household items, but also cooked food, spices, wine, tea and other food. Besides, there were also some pills and talismans. , he just took a rough look.

With the things in hand, Jiang Yanlan rearranged the side hall, looking at the brand new home, she was basically satisfied.Zhaofu was more satisfied with the cooked food and fruits he brought out. These things were rich in aura and tasted good. One master and one pet made his belly round, and he was paralyzed for a while before recovering.

What surprised Jiang Yanlan even more was that Zhao Fu, who was full, took him to the open-air hot spring in the back mountain.The big lion doesn't like its fur to get wet, so it won't take the initiative to lead the way without the owner asking.

Jingfeng is covered with snow all the year round, so the night is not completely black.Jiang Yanlan looked at the snowy night sky with her bath towel on her pillow, she didn't know what she was thinking, the surrounding was quiet, so the rustling sound of snowflakes falling on the treetops was very obvious.

Zhao Fu lay on top of a big hot rock, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a rumbling sound in his throat.The snowflakes floating on his body are annoying. Zhaofu moves his round ears and flicks his big tail from time to time, as if he wants to shake off the water droplets on his fur.

Jiang Yanlan had enough soaking, and waded ashore.His body is eight feet long, with a neat eight-pack of abdominal muscles, and the wet pants on his lower body stick to his long legs, looming.

It's a pity that there is only one big lion who doesn't know how to appreciate such a beautiful view...

With Yanyang Jade, Jiang Yanlan didn't wear heavy winter clothes anymore, but picked out a dark blue robe and casually wore a fox fur cloak, revealing her sexy and slender neck and the strong curve of her chest.

"Zhao Fu, let's go." He greeted.

Zhao Fu yawned lazily, stretched his front legs, got up and rubbed against Jiang Yanlan.

When passing by the main hall, Jiang Yanlan heard the sound of sword dancing coming from inside, and thought it was a Daoist.

When I went in and took a look, I found that there was another person dancing the sword under the moon.

The man was wearing a flowing white robe, with long eyebrows reaching his temples, and his blue hair dancing with the wind, like flowing clouds and flowing water, free and easy.

It's Jiang Mingjin.

Yizhi Daojun was still sitting in the place where he played chess during the day, but the chessboard was gone, replaced by a jade pot and a glass of sake.

He was leaning against the stone table holding the wine, his black eyes were warm and watery, and his white jade-like cheeks were flushed with a tinge of red. He didn't know if he was really drunk or if he was not drunk.

Jiang Yanlan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, as if he was a plaything that could be replaced by others.

He doesn't dance swords for others, there will always be someone willing.

Jiang Mingjin also spotted his figure, and lightly raised his peach blossom eyes, revealing an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

This was a provocation, Jiang Yanlan could see it clearly.

He was already annoying this person, but now he wanted to turn around and leave.

But when he turned around, the big lion came to Yizhi Daojun at some point, poking his head into the wine glass in his hand.

A Zhidao Lord slapped its big head fiercely, because he was drunk, his men were not serious or serious, "Smelly lion, you have no conscience, you are as heartless as your master!"

Zhao Fu was rubbed so painfully by him, he dodged with a grin, "Roar—"

A Zhi Daojun stood up staggeringly, grabbed the skin on its mouth with his hand, and while pulling vigorously, cursed vaguely, "If you don't say anything, you will disappear. If you have agreed, you will never be seen again. It's all bullshit!"

"And you, do you know who is your master? This deity has raised you for 500 years! How long has Jiang Yanlan raised you, but only three years! Do you remember what he looked like? Do you remember? !"

A Zhidao Lord looked in Jiang Mingjin's direction with his big face of Zhaofu, "Look, look, is it exactly the same? But no matter how much he imitated, it was just a skin. That person died long ago, and the sky was struck by lightning. There is no soul left!"

Jiang Yanlan, "..."