How the Blackened Male Lead Was Made

Shang Daoren told Yan Haorui that he would tell Mo Dao if he had any request, they are all his brothers and sisters, so you don't have to be polite.Jiang Lin took a look at Mo Dao, and immediately slandered him. He didn't know if he, the master, really didn't see it, or did it on purpose. This person was obviously very hostile to them, and he let them take care of him.It seems that this time the plot was finally on the right track, and the princelings finally appeared.

It seemed that Aunt Zhao hadn't made a move in the previous life, and Yan Haorui didn't seem to have done anything to her. Jiang Lin was always worried about this, but it wasn't Aunt Zhao who had the problem in the end.

This time the target is finally right, although it makes people feel uncomfortable, but on the bright side it is good, although he is useless, isn't Yan Haorui still there.

Sure enough, as soon as they got out of the line of sight of the master and Taoist Fengshang, those "genius practitioners" who were with them became dishonest.

"We don't dare to sleep in the same room with the two of you, just in case you do something in the middle of the night...cough cough..." The young practitioner who was speaking covered his throat before he finished speaking, with a painful look on his face.

Yan Haorui tightened his claw-shaped hands that were raised in the air. The cultivator on the opposite side must have bitten his tongue, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, in a state of embarrassment.

At this time, the rest of the people, headed by Mo Dao, came up to persuade, "It's just a joke, Junior Brother Mo Yu doesn't need to do this, don't take it to heart."

Others didn't know, but Jiang Lin could tell that Yan Haorui really seemed to kill this person, he wasn't joking!Jiang Lin panicked immediately, if it was in the book, it would be fine, and this person was indeed guilty, but if it happened in front of him...he really couldn't accept it.

Jiang Lin supported Yan Haorui's arm, his face full of fear.

Yan Haorui's hand that was about to tighten again slowly loosened, and he felt the fear and alienation on Jiang Lin - Jiang Lin had never killed anyone.

He reluctantly put down his hand, and patted Jiang Lin's back comfortingly, "Let's go, let's go into the house first."

The cultivator who was put down suddenly collapsed on the ground, and just about to say something, Yan Haorui gave him a cold look, and immediately held back what he wanted to say, unable to utter a single word.

Jiang Lin entered the room sullenly, not knowing what to say.

Yan Haorui's current situation was the original setting in his book, but he always thought that Yan Haorui had changed a lot under his interference, but he didn't expect that it would end up like this, which is too hurtful. It's too important, it really didn't end well...

Yan Haorui leaned over eagerly at this time, "Are you angry? I'm just teasing him."

Jiang Linai glanced at him indifferently, not bothering to expose his lies.

Yan Haorui's whole body exuded an aura of guilt, and he walked around Jiang Lin's hand like a puppy.

Jiang Lin was annoyed by his distraction, and felt angry again, and said in a hard tone: "I'm not angry, this is your own business, it has nothing to do with me."

Yan Haorui was taken aback when he heard this - wasn't he angry because the man said their relationship was improper?

His mind changed rapidly, and he suddenly understood that Jiang Lin was unhappy because he shot casually to hurt others, "I will definitely not shoot casually next time."

Jiang Lin pushed him, his face paled, "Today's wind made my eyes hurt, so I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to sleep."

Yan Haorui immediately cheered up, made his bed and fetched water, and after he saw him fall asleep, he gave him a sleeping point, went over to eat tofu and was satisfied before walking out of the room.

During the day, the disrespectful disciple happened to be alone in the room and was about to wash up and go to bed when he heard a knock on the door. He didn't think too much about it, he just thought it was another brother who came to comfort him, and opened the door unsuspectingly. Standing at the door was Yan Haorui, who was suddenly taken aback, "You, what are you doing here?"

Yan Haorui smiled politely, but without waiting for the invitation, he entered the room sideways, and sat down on the bed more familiar than the host, with a natural momentum, as if he was not sitting on a small bed in an ordinary inn, but something that proved that King's Landing The dragon chairs in the world are the same.

"What's the name of this senior brother?" Yan Haorui smiled like an evildoer, staring at the man with black star eyes without blinking.

The man let out a long breath, and didn't care as much as Yan Haorui, "My name is..."

"I'm sorry, I'm actually not interested in your name." Yan Haorui suddenly interrupted, ignoring the man's distorted expression, "Actually, whatever you do doesn't affect me, and I don't care. But what you do today It's a bit over."

Saying so, with a smile on his face, "What do you think?"

The man's endurance was reaching its limit, "Please get out, I'm going to sleep."

Yan Haorui sat up calmly, with the same smile on his face, but a stern flash in his eyes, "Then don't disturb me, I wish you eternal rest."

As the voice fell, the black air from the fingertips quickly sank into the man's eyebrows.

The man's expression distorted in an instant. He pinched his own neck, as if he couldn't control his behavior. He couldn't maintain his balance and fell heavily to the ground. His bulging eyes gradually lost their expression.

After a stick of incense passed, he stood up again, his behavior was no different from ordinary people, except that his eyes seemed to be stiff.

The next morning, when Jiang Lin woke up, he saw Yan Haorui bringing him breakfast, "How did you sleep last night?"

Jiang Lin yawned, "Not bad."

Although Jiang Lin's spiritual root has no attributes, the kung fu he cultivates still has attributes, which is the most advanced water attribute kung fu of the Yunshan sect.With the intention of playing around, he condensed the drops of water, and then sat down at the table after cleansing his face, "This exercise is quite useful."

Yan Haorui didn't think there was anything wrong with him using such precious qi to do such a thing, he smiled, "Indeed."

Jiang Lin shook his head, "I don't know why, but I seemed to sleep very well last night..."

Yan Haorui leaned over, "Probably because I hugged you all last night..."

Jiang Lin sneered, "I haven't found out that I like to hug a pillow when I sleep. Try another person tomorrow to see if it will have this effect."

Yan Haorui immediately changed his expression, as if he was being bullied, aggrieved.

Jiang Lin ignored him and ate alone.At no time did he realize what he was joking with Yan Haorui.

The author has something to say: I think the one with a cold face every day is not completely blackened, only the one who smiles on the surface and actually shakes the knife in his heart is the best→_→Yan Xiaorui is small and has wood. .

38 The third world (nine)

Jiang Lin had eaten in the room before going out with Yan Haorui.On the first floor of the inn, the other ten or so people were waiting for them. Seeing them coming out, Mo Dao said, "You two are really quick."

Jiang Lin especially hates this kind of person who speaks with thorns inside and out, especially when he says the same thing in person, and even more hates it, "Senior Brother Mo Dao, if the master says he has something to ask you, I just need to talk to you. I happen to have something to ask, and we Can the departure time be delayed by an hour? I have always moved slowly, and I am afraid that it will delay everyone's schedule..."

Mo Yu's complexion changed. After all, it was his master's order to take care of these two people, so it's fine to be sarcastic behind the scenes. If there is any disrespect on the surface, it will be troublesome if the master finds out when he goes back... His eyes sharpened, temporarily Let them be proud of these two days, sooner or later they will suffer.

"This... junior brother who doesn't have a Dao name is being polite, it's okay to wait for a while, why delay this hour."

Although the words are polite, they are actually ironic that Jiang Lin doesn't even have a Taoist name, so he can't be regarded as a serious disciple of Yunshan Sect.

Jiang Lin has no sense of belonging to the Yunshan Sect, so this kind of irony is irrelevant and will not hurt him.

But for Yan Haorui, Mo Dao said that he was disrespectful to Jiang Lin, so he squinted his eyes.The stern look in Mo Dao's eyes just now did not escape his eyes. It seems that everyone has a plan, but it is still unknown who will be able to go back alive in the end.

He moved his fingers lightly, and the eyes of the person who was disrespectful to Jiang Lin yesterday suddenly darkened by two points. He walked forward, held Mo Dao, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, hurry up first, don't make trouble here. These wars of words."

Mo Dao looked at him a little strangely, this person has always been hot-tempered, and now he is actually advising him... But what he said is also reasonable, it is okay to endure these two people for a few days, "Junior Brother Mo Wen said yes. "

After saying that, he turned to Yan Haorui and said loudly, "You two, let's go on our way."

After saying that, several people raised their flying swords one after another. Although other people in the inn cast envious glances, no one exclaimed. It seems that immortal cultivators are quite common in this world.

Although Jiang Lin had the flying sword that Yan Haorui had prepared for him earlier, it hadn't been refined yet, so he always shared the sword with Yan Haorui, and Yan Haorui would hold him in his arms and carry the wind for him.

Jiang Lin didn't think he was hypocritical, but he really couldn't bear Feijian's speed. He still hasn't learned how to use his true energy to protect his eyes properly.

His strength has improved too fast, and it is already the limit to be able to control his spiritual energy from leaking out.Every time Yan Haorui talked to him about the technique, he was greedy for the pleasure of cultivation and thought it was a waste of time.

Now being held in Yan Haorui's arms, even though the whizzing cold wind made him not think about it, he also felt a little uncomfortable—whatever he did ==

However, it is estimated that his own Yujian can't keep up with these metamorphosis of Jindan stage...

Jiang Lin was thinking wildly, Yan Haorui protected him in his arms——Jiang Lin didn't dare to stand behind Yan Haorui on the fast-flying sword, and the only protective measure was grabbing the hem of his clothes, Yan Haorui had no choice but to "reluctantly "Hold him tightly.

Yan Haorui put his hands on Jiang Lin's waist, and asked softly, "How is it, is it cold?"

Jiang Lin pouted in dissatisfaction