Prosperous Beauty System

The clouds are moving, and the rays of the sun are accompanied by jade.

The very faint light was refracted through the sea water and fell on the top of Xianyou Palace. In the layered and turbulent fog, it seemed that there were golden threads shuttling through it.

But at this moment, in the ten thousand-zhang glow, countless silver light spots with their tails pierced through the air.

Thousands of sharp swords, silver light like rain.

The sea of ​​fog suddenly dissipated, and the sword intent struck, cutting off the criss-crossing ropes above the Yunqiao.

The green bamboos and cypresses all over the mountain were injured by the sword energy, and they turned into withered branches in an instant.

Daotong was taken aback and stepped back again and again, but he did not forget to call out to the Taoist Dongli at the other side of Yumen, "Daojun Dongli!"

Xie Weiyan's eyes fell on the frozen stream outside the waterside pavilion, "Qingliu Yuanjun really came out."

He didn't look panicked at all, and he didn't have the slightest awareness of hiding in the Holy Land of Righteous Path as the head of the Demon Dao.

……

Flying cranes circled outside Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace.

Jian Xin passed on the time for a cup of tea, but before Xie Weiyan returned to the palace, Taiwei wanted to go out to find someone himself.

There are piles of Cambodian books on the jade case, and the Taoist boy carries a pile of them from the side hall.

"Mr. Dao, this is all the official duties today."

Jiang Lin's writing hand stopped, and he sat behind the jade table, wearing a cold-colored Taoist robe and black-colored crown, and his face was so cold that there was no trace of life.

"Xianyou Palace has been repaired?"

Daotong knelt down in the hall, wisps of cold mist rose from the smooth and shiny floor.

"Yes."

Jiang Lin's expression remained unchanged, he handled official business with a pen, and his voice was extremely cold, "You go to Xianyou Palace and congratulate Qingliu Yuanjun for me."

Daotong took the order and left, and the door of the palace closed again with a creak.

The cold fragrance is rich and fragrant, mixed with the cold mist rising from the palace, it seems to have a thick meaning.

Tai Wei put down the pen, raised his hand and stroked, faint ripples appeared in the air, and those ripples turned into a water mirror, reflecting the figure of the water pavilion under the Yunqiao.

The wisteria flowers under the cliff were withered by the sword energy, and the stream was also covered with a thick layer of ice.

Daozong Qingliu Yuanjun and Taiwei Daojun came from the same school, and both of them practiced ruthless swordsmanship.

There is no Xie Weiyan in the water pavilion.

Jiang Lin's heart sank, and he brushed off the Cambodian books piled up on the jade table with his long sleeves, his face was gloomy.

He knows Xie Weiyan too well, although the past few days have been lingering and happy, but the other party is trying to leave him all the time.

The love words spoken during the lingering time are false, and the active catering during the sexual encounter is also false.

……

The Cambodian script was messed up, and several Taoist boys knelt down in the hall to plead guilty.

Xie Weiyan came out of Yumen and saw this scene.

He swept his gaze and saw that the kneeling Taoist boys were all sent by Jiang Lin to serve him, his heart skipped a beat.

"Where's Taiwei?" He lifted the veil in the palace, and walked in with his sleeves rolled up.

Several Taoist boys raised their heads when they heard the sound, and when they saw Xie Weiyan coming out of the side hall, they breathed a sigh of relief, "Where have you been, Daojun? Taiwei Daojun couldn't find any trace of you, so he went out to find someone himself."

Xie Weiyan could hear the anxiety and fear in their words, and knew that Jiang Lin would most likely vent his anger on these people.

"I'm just going to enjoy the cool and enjoy the flowers." He felt guilty in his heart, but there was no emotion on his face.

When Jiang Lin sensed Xie Weiyan's trace and returned to Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace from Hanhai, Xie Weiyan had already been sitting in the bedroom for a long time.

Green smoke curls up from the consonance furnace, and the cold fragrance lingers in the hall.

Jiang Lin pushed open the palace door, and what he smelled was a strong fragrance of flowers.The fragrance of flowers is light and sweet, not like the elegant fragrance of the past.

Xie Weiyan was sitting on the cloud couch, drinking medicine with his head down.

He was holding a porcelain white bowl, resting his shaved green fingers on the edge of the bowl, and was slowly drinking. He drank the medicine very slowly, but his movements were very elegant.

Jiang Lin saw the long eyelashes trembling under his eyelids, and stood at the gate of the palace for a long time.

"Why stand there but not come over?"

Xie Weiyan drank half a bowl of medicine, saw Jiang Lin standing at the door with a cold expression, and tightened his fingers on the edge of the bowl.

"Where did you go just now?" Jiang Lin's voice was extremely cold, causing Xie Weiyan to sink into the bottom of the sea when he wanted to get away with it.

"I went to the bottom of the cliff to enjoy the flowers." He was telling the truth.

Jiang Lin looked at him for a long time, and the scorching anger in his eyes gradually calmed down, "It's too close to Xianyou Palace, don't go there in the future, what flowers do you want to see?"

Xie Weiyan froze for a moment, only to realize that his last sentence was asking himself.

"The wisteria over there is blooming beautifully—"

"Wisteria flower?"

Jiang Lin interrupted him, raised his long legs and walked in.

Xie Weiyan was a little nervous for some reason, he lowered his head and drank the remaining half bowl of medicine, put the porcelain white bowl on the low table, and was about to wipe the corners of his mouth with a brocade handkerchief, when he saw a hand as beautiful as white jade stretched out, He took the Jinpa in his hand.

"Why don't you talk?" Jiang Lin wiped the corners of his mouth for him, gently.

Xie Weiyan stared at him blankly, then turned his head in embarrassment, "That wisteria flower is beautiful, but it's too gorgeous."

Jiang Lin didn't speak, Xie Weiyan's heart was beating wildly, and he felt his jaw was lifted slightly, and turned around.

When their eyes met, the two were startled.

Jiang Lin lowered his head and kissed her, his lips were cold but extremely lingering.

Intertwined between breaths, Xie Weiyan seemed to have given the other party his spirit and soul, and let the other party ask for it.

"Tell me, who are you thinking about right now?"

Jiang Lin wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and held Xie Weiyan's neck with the other, protruding his lips from his lover's lips, and fell to his ear to coax him to speak.

Xie Weiyan's clothes are half-faded like petals, and the ones that won't fall off are half-hanging on his arms, his black hair is like ink, and the clothes are piled up like flowers and trees piled up with snow.

He put his arms around Jiang Rin's neck and let him take off the hosta that tied his hair.

"Say." Jiang Lin couldn't get an answer, and bit him hard on the shoulder.

"It hurts." Xie Weiyan trembled in pain, his fingers turned white, and his eyes showed fear, which showed that Jiang Lin's heart was ruthless.

"It's you, it's you! Who else can there be besides you?" He also became angry, and retracted his arm on Jiang Lin's neck, trying to push him away.

"If you don't believe me, just let me go!"

Jiang Lin loves him very much, and cares about gains and losses, how can he let him go, even if he doesn't see him for a moment, it is unbearable for him.

"You think I'm easy to deceive, you just talk about love every day to deceive me."

Xie Weiyan couldn't push him away, and was angry and annoyed, "If you don't like to listen, I won't say anything in the future, why bother to turn black and white and make my heart worthless."

At the end of the words, I was a little choked up, "In your heart, I am so unbearable. If I don't please you, who is the person who loves you day and night? Although I am a demon cultivator, I also respect and love myself, and I will not allow you to trample on me like this."

Jiang Lin's anger turned into remorse when he saw his tears.

He knew that Xie Weiyan had Nalan Yanran before him, but he still couldn't control his jealous heart.

If he hadn't appeared too late, Nalan Yanran would be nothing.

The author has something to say: Thank you to the big babies who have always supported me.

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