Teachers all over the world [Transmigration Book]

His fingertips were pale, and his fingertips were slightly cool. He touched Jiang Yanxiao's chin, but it was like a kindling that made Jiang Yanxiao's whole face burn!

Jiang Yanxiao couldn't bear it anymore, the right hand holding the hilt of the sword slid down, and actually held the edge of the Floating Sword directly, and punched the ground with a fist.

"Pfft—" is the sound of a sword cutting through flesh.

The Floating Sword was instantly soaked in blood, Jiang Yanxiao reached for the sword with his left hand, and swung it towards Ji Jiuyun!

He was at the end of his strength, and Ji Jiuyun easily avoided it, but instead of dodging, he raised his hand to grab the oncoming sword.

"Floating Sword." He sighed, a gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes.Then he grasped it with his left hand, and the hilt of the Floating Sword flew directly into his hand!

Because of being stained with Jiang Yanxiao's blood three times, Fushengjian was dripping with blood, and he could no longer see his original appearance.Ji Jiuyun stared at it, and smiled with hooked lips.

He put the pipa in the Qiankun bag, held the hilt of the Floating Sword with his left hand, and the blade closest to the hilt with his right hand, just like Jiang Yanxiao did just now, swipe the blade of the Floating Sword from left to right palm!

A line of blood burst out!Jiang Yanxiao was so close that he could even hear the sound of the Floating Sword brushing against Ji Jiuyun's phalanx!

"...!" Jiang Yanxiao was stunned, and after a while, he squeezed out three words from his throat, "You, have, sick?!"

It was a last resort for him to do that just now, and he wanted to use blood to awaken the Floating Sword again.He knew how painful it was - unlike the previous two cuts on the palm, this time the tiger's mouth and the middle of the four fingers were broken together, and if he was not careful, the bones and muscles would be cut and the whole hand would be ruined!

But Ji Jiuyun snatched the sword and cut his own palm in the same way.

...Is there something wrong with his brain? !

Ji Jiuyun stared at the Fushengjian covered in his blood, and smiled even bigger: "You discovered it."

Jiang Yan smiled: "..."

Ji Jiuyun raised the wet Fusheng Sword, his eyes swept from the edge of the sword to the hilt, as if admiring a peerless treasure.

After seeing enough, he let go and threw the Floating Sword beside Jiang Yanxiao.

"Kang Dang." The Floating Sword rolled to the ground.

Ji Jiuyun said, "Try?"

try what? !Jiang Yanxiao was awakened a lot by his neurotic behavior, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his less injured left hand, and pinched the hilt of the Floating Sword.

There is no trace of induction, and there is no fluctuation of spiritual power—the Floating Sword is stained with the blood of the ghost king, so it cannot be used...

Jiang Yanxiao probably guessed Ji Jiuyun's purpose - nothing more than to ridicule him as a sword cultivator but he can only use blood to summon the sword. When encountering the blood of someone stronger than him, Fushengjian will "abandon the weak and invest in the strong" and refuse to obey .

"..." Jiang Yan smiled and wanted to vomit blood again.He resisted for a long time, and saw Ji Jiuyun bent down and patted him on the shoulder.

——He was immobilized!

Jiang Yanxiao maintained a half-kneeling posture, with his head down, his left hand fisted on the ground, and his right arm was hanging down weakly.He was like a statue covered in blood, being looked down by Ji Jiuyun and watched by all the ghosts.

Ji Jiuyun said, "Take a towel."

All the ghosts responded one after another.But in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen ghost hands stretched out beside Ji Jiuyun, all holding trays with different colored towels on them.

Ji Jiuyun glanced at it and picked out a white one.He unfolded the towel, touched Jiang Yan's smiling face, and wiped the blood on his face carefully starting from his forehead.

Jiang Yan smiled: "..."

Ji Jiuyun's expression was concentrated, and his movements were gentle, as if he was not wiping a face, but a piece of dusty porcelain.It was obviously a tender and gentle movement, but when it fell on his face, Jiang Yanxiao only felt disgusted.

It was as if his face was covered with worms, numb and itchy, and he couldn't hide from it.Jiang Yanxiao's anger rose from his heart for a moment, and the evil turned to his gallbladder.

He opened his mouth and found that he could make a sound, so he said, "Go down!"

His tone was full of resentment and command, and it fell on the ears of all the ghosts watching, like a thunderclap.

All the ghosts gasped—he... how dare he talk to the valley owner like this!Isn't this courting death? !

All the ghosts waited to see Jiang Yanxiao was unlucky, but Ji Jiuyun smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

After speaking, he really moved the handkerchief under Jiang Yanxiao's nose and wiped the blood around his lips.

All the ghosts:! ! !

Jiang Yanxiao didn't expect his reaction, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Enough!"

Ji Jiuyun ignored him, turned the towel over and wiped his neck instead.

Bang, all the ghosts' jaws hit the ground.

After going back and forth like this, Jiang Yanxiao's face was wiped clean.Only then did Ji Jiuyun stop and throw the dirty towel back on the plate.

"You look pretty good." He stared at Jiang Yan's smiling face and narrowed his eyes, "It turns out that Li Xuanqing likes you."

Jiang Yan smiled:? ? !

Ji Jiuyun picked up Jiang Yanxiao's hand again, and opened his fist bit by bit, revealing the vertical and horizontal wounds on his hand.

He took out a small jade box from his sleeve, and opened the lid, revealing the milky white plaster inside.

"You are so cruel to yourself, does Li Xuanqing know?" He dipped some with his index finger, and slowly and gently wiped it on the wound on Jiang Yanxiao's palm, "I'll put some scar cream on you, so that he won't feel bad."

Jiang Yan smiled: "..."

The delicate plaster was applied to the wound, and there was a burst of coolness.Ji Jiuyun played tricks on purpose, rubbing the skin around the wound, and brushing Jiang Yanxiao's palm with her fingertips like feathers, the original pain turned into itching.

Jiang Yan smiled with blue veins on his forehead: "I didn't expect the Lord of Bliss, the Valley Master, to have special hobbies, and he likes to serve others."

"No," Ji Jiuyun raised his head, "You are the first."

Jiang Yan smiled: "..."

He had nothing to say and simply shut up.Because no matter what he said, Ji Jiuyun would always steer him in a strange direction.

Ji Jiuyun's fingertips lingered in the palm of his hand, and it took a while to finish applying it.Jiang Yanxiao thought that the torture was finally over, who would have thought that Ji Jiuyun leaned down and blew on his palm.

Jiang Yan smiled:! ! !

His face was horrible, as if he had been bitten by a snake.Ji Jiuyun smiled and leaned forward, her long hair falling on Jiang Yanxiao's shoulder.

"Actually, I rubbed bone paste for you." He exhaled softly, and seemed to be laughing at Jiang Yan, "Its effect is much stronger than Qingsiyu."

Jiang Yan smiled and opened his eyes wide.

Ji Jiuyun got up, took out the pipa, and flicked it casually, the piercing sound of the piano pierced Jiang Yanxiao's internal organs like a knife!

The place on his hand where the plaster had been smeared instantly became agitated, as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling on the wound, the severe itching made Jiang Yanxiao explode all over, and couldn't help moaning.

What's more, the itching was not limited to the palm, but spread to the limbs, trunk, and whole body along the meridians on the hand!

Sweat flowed down, and the skin was steamed bright red.This is a spring poison that can't be restrained even by self-injury and bloodletting. Jiang Yan smiled and bowed, trembling all over, as painful as frying in a frying pan, and as happy as fireworks blooming.

There is only a thin line between heaven and hell.

"Welcome to the summit of bliss."

Seeing Jiang Yanxiao's appearance, all the ghosts in the Golden Palace erupted!

"Master Gu, we..."

Ji Jiuyun: "Serve him well."

All the ghosts were jubilant, screaming again and again.They were gearing up, and they all gathered around Jiang Yanxiao and surrounded him.

"He's so cute! Me, can I touch him?"

"I want me too!"

"Idiot, how can I just touch it? I didn't listen to the owner of the valley, let us serve him well!"

"Then what to do?"

"This..." The ghost who yelled not enough hesitated for a moment, and said, "I think he can't breathe, so let's take off his clothes first!"

At this moment, Jiang Yanxiao really seemed to be out of breath.He gasped for breath, but the cold air couldn't relieve the burning sensation in his body.He was like a drowning man who couldn't wait to get out of the water, and like a man delirious by a fire who just wanted to take off his clothes and sink into the icy water.

The yelling ghost was actually inexperienced, but when he saw Jiang Yanxiao, he felt a tinge of pity, fearing that Jiang Yanxiao would be overwhelmed.He took a few steps closer, staring at Jiang Yanxiao's lapel, trying to untie it but dared not.

With such hesitation, the other ghosts became impatient.

"Can you do it? If you can't, I'll go!"

"I don't think you are much better. You were still a virgin before you died!"

They were noisy and noisy, and there was no fixed number for a long time.This is giving Jiang Yanxiao a chance to breathe.

At the most uncomfortable time, he seemed to have realized something, running the aura to make the two different spring poisons in his body collide together.The moment the meridians oscillated, the pain reached its peak, in exchange for a brief sobriety.

"bass--!"

A certain ghost's waist was empty, and the knife hanging on his waist was gone!

Jiang Yanxiao exploded suddenly, the group of ghosts didn't react, and they were swept back again and again!

They bumped into each other, ouch and ouch one after another.Jiang Yanxiao used the saber as a sword and swung it fiercely, but because he could only produce swords, he couldn't kill them.

Some ghosts were scared to death, but some ghosts were so courageous that they saw that Jiang Yanxiao was going to run out of strength, and wanted to come forward to tease him.Jiang Yanxiao swung a few swords and was finally exhausted.He took a step back and was about to collapse when a gust of wind blew up his back.

The gust of wind was extremely fast and violent, like a storm flood, sweeping away the group of ghosts!

"boom--!"

Floor tiles crumbled, beams and columns cracked.The whole golden palace was shaking, but Jiang Yanxiao was not hurt by it.

The sword wind landed on his back, like a gentle hand supporting him.

Jiang Yan smiled and bumped into a solid chest.

"Today, I will teach you Death Sword as a teacher."

A pair of hands came around from behind, wrapping Jiang Yanxiao's hand like teaching him how to practice sword countless times.

Li Xuanqing took Jiang Yan to smile, and swept out the first sword——

Black smoke rose from the hall, and the ghosts were unable to escape, and their souls were scattered!

With the second sword, the top of the golden palace collapsed, burying the extravagance and chaos underground.

In the third strike, the ghost knife in the palm of the palm turned into powder, the icy ribs on Li Xuanqing's forehead flashed, and the Taiwei sword appeared in the overlapping palms of the two.

"Ji, Jiu, Yun." Li Xuanqing's face was as cold as ice, "Today's revenge will be repaid tenfold in the future."

The moment the Taiwei sword was swung, Ji Jiuyun stood on the top of the ruins, sweeping the pipa fiercely with five fingers!

The two forces collided together, the landslides and the ground cracked, and the situation changed!

In the daze, Jiang Yanxiao seemed to hear a broken string, and Ji Jiuyun's furious voice: "Li Xuanqing!!!"

"I gave you a red gift, but you ruined my pipa!!!"

Li Xuanqing had no time to pay attention to him, he hugged Jiang Yanxiao who was hot and delirious by the waist, and disappeared in a flash.

--That's too late!

The author has something to say: The Red Ritual is taken from "The Ritual of Red and White".