Wearing cannon fodder makes the master collapse

metamorphosis

I

Ye Lingjiang felt that he had been wronged, and how to put it bluntly, he was perverted

"All right, I'm perverted, you go, or you will be bullied to death by me."

He felt that he should follow this person at this time, the more he refuted, the more likely he would get an unexpected "title".

"Forget it, uncle always taught me to be kind to others, even if the other party is a villain, we should influence him."

Ye Lingjiang was puzzled.

villain

The fuck is going to be probated

Chang Xiang found a place to sit down and glanced at him.

"If it hurts anywhere, just tell me, don't wait until you're about to die and don't say a word."

He muttered to himself, "It's unheard of to be able to come here from the bottom of the mountain to save others first after suffering such a serious injury."

Ye Lingjiang didn't hear what he was talking about, but only heard the first sentence, and he could tell that this person was still a caring person.

"Don't worry, little injury."

Ye Lingjiang looked down, he was almost covered with bandages, but once covered by his clothes, he couldn't see it, those were all pains of the flesh, it was really not a serious problem, the frostbite would heal after a few days up.

only

He slowly touched his neck and put on a bandage as well.

I am a little concerned.

"Where is my master?"

"Returning the master, you can save yourself some worry. My uncle said that Mr. Zhao Ye needs to cultivate quietly and not be disturbed. You should take care of yourself first. Even if you love, you have to stop in moderation."

"Yeah." Ye Lingjiang nodded, "Yeah, love should be done in moderation."

"Don't pretend, who doesn't know that you like your master, he is so good-looking and powerful, it is understandable, I will not laugh at you, there are several in our sect who also like him, but only you If you are lucky, you can still be his apprentice." Changxiang nodded affirmatively, feeling that what he said was reasonable and humane.

""

He turned his head and found that Ye Lingjiang was already lying on the bed with his back facing him.

"Hey, why are you lying down again?"

"Sleepy, asleep."

"You just woke up"

"Not getting enough sleep."

This one called Ye Lingjiang is really a wonderful flower.

He had obviously pursued him regardless of his face for so many years, but now he became more serious and refused to admit it. It was a bit strange when the uncle was born last time, he seemed to be different from before.

I still remember when I went to Liyuan with my uncle when I was young, they had a quarrel, but he still remembers it vividly, but he doesn't seem to have much memory of his own name

hum, angry

"Then you sleep"

Ye Lingjiang ignored him.

"you fell asleep" so fast

"Fell asleep."

""

The rain is getting more and more crazy, gradually turning into ice, frost and snow, changing from sound to silence, and hitting every closed door and window with a cold current.

Recently, the disciples are keeping in mind the rules of Li Yuanzong, coupled with the cold and snowy weather, they canceled the time for sword practice and stayed in the room.

Changxiang had already returned to his room before Ye Lingjiang sat up slowly, and looked out the window.

Jiuhua Mountain is not as quiet and quiet as Mixiao Mountain, but it is close to the south. The small buildings in the south of the Yangtze River are full of smoke and rain, prosperous but warm, and full of minor tunes. Most of the disciples are practicing medicine and wind and water spells. Xiang is a negative example, mostly because of habit.

The room is clean and tidy, occasionally there are a few small items, not expensive but rare, the smell from the cauldron is rich but not pungent, it has the effect of refreshing the mind and calming the nerves, the candle on the table covers half of the net cage, A lot of light has been dimmed so that people can rest more comfortably. It seems that it is intentional.

Ye Lingjiang smiled, not knowing what to say to that person.

The mouth is a little short, but the heart is definitely good.

He thought, Chu Yunchuan is such a character, there is no fancier who came to save him when he fell there, and these medical practitioners probably saw the severity of the poison, and they dare not bet their lives. If Mr. Xu wants to heal He, it is inevitable to touch his body, will there be any danger?

He stood up, since he couldn't disturb Chu Yunchuan, he always wanted to go and see Mr. Guixu.

As soon as I went out, I was still thinking about how to find him in such a big place, and I bumped into someone immediately.

"Ouch!" The person in front of him staggered back, touched his head, then raised his head and pointed at him, "Why did you come out?"

"Why are you here again"

"I'll bring you something to eat. The uncle said that you should wake up, so he asked me to make some porridge for you. By the way, we have already informed you, your senior brother. He is dealing with the affairs of the Qin family and cannot Get away."

Changxiang walked into the house naturally, "Come on, you're welcome. I haven't eaten for a day, I know it's hard, last time I was punished for several days coughing, it's nothing, today you are lucky, this is Our Uncle Ziwei made it, and it was originally intended to be sent to the uncle, but the uncle said that he is not hungry, maybe you like it, so he asked me to bring it to you."

This kid is weird, I thought he was a thief before, why has he changed now?

Ye Lingjiang sat down suspiciously, and when he smelled the aroma in the food basket on the table, his stomach immediately growled.

Changxiang lifted the lid of the basket, and there were side dishes besides the porridge, all of which were exquisitely cooked, bright in color and sweet in taste, really suitable for someone like Mr. Guixu to eat gracefully.

"Your food is so good, all the elders cook for themselves"

Changxiang shook his hand, "Don't be kidding, it's just a special benefit of our uncle. Uncle Ziwei cooks delicious food for him every now and then, but we can't eat it. The cook's hand is injured, and the amount of salt is always unreasonable." Alright, one moment it’s terribly salty, another moment it’s clear soup with little water, I’m going crazy, the worst thing is that I can’t replace him yet, the assistant chef’s wife gave birth and went to the countryside, and now there’s no one to replace him, we They are all people who don’t know how to cook. Hey, it’s better to be my uncle.”

Ye Lingjiang remembered, that Elder Ziwei was the woman who was dressed sexy and draped Gui Xujun before, she was really not good for her appearance, and she could cook

Returning to the Void Jun My Girl 1

"Actually, I have something to ask you"

"Hey, don't," Ye Lingjiang was not at all surprised when he said this suddenly, he must be a traitor if he has nothing to do, "I have limited ability, low strength, no connections, no money, nothing to help you teach you .”

"I haven't even said it yet." Changxiang opened his mouth, looking a little aggrieved, "It's very simple, and I promise you will get something in return."

Ye Lingjiang drank hot porridge and ate side dishes, feeling much better. He removed a plate and asked, "Take a look, it's really delicious."

Changxiang sighed with a sad face, shook his sleeves and said nicely, "This is for you, I am not so lucky. Just help me."

Ye Lingjiang put down his chopsticks, thought for a while, and then looked at him.

"Say, what's the matter"

"After a while, we will go to your place to practice together. I heard that Li Yuan's rules are stricter than ours. Although we have all memorized them, we still want to ask a Li Yuan disciple for advice."

"Why, if you make a mistake, you will be punished"

Chang Xiang shook his head, "No, even though I am a teacher of Elder Jing Yu, but my master passed away early, my uncle brought me up, this time I will go to Liyuan with him, I think I will do everything the best, I don't want to I lost his face, and I want other brothers to treat me differently."

"Brothers all said that I defeated Master to death"

He lowered his head and his tone became low.

Ye Lingjiang looked at him, as if he saw someone's shadow.

"It's not impossible, but I will tell you the details of Li Yuan one by one, and you have to tell me one thing."

"No problem." Chang Xiang raised his head and smiled again, and then asked in doubt, "But what do you want to know?"

"Decades ago, there lived some Chun Jing in the Red Maple Forest near Mount Jiuhua, and a disciple of Qingying had a lot of contacts with them."

Changxiang's smile suddenly froze on his face, and panic appeared in his eyes.

"I do not know"

"You know about it."

Ye Lingjiang stared at him, looking at his expression, he knew he must know.

"I really don't know." He looked terrified, shook his head, and avoided looking.

"What was his name and how did he die"

Ye Lingjiang asked.

"Don't ask me, I really don't know"

"No, this is very important, you must tell me why there has never been a book record, and no one has talked about it"

"What cannot be mentioned must never be mentioned"

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll go directly to Mr. Gui Xu."

He stood up and walked outside.

"No, you can't ask him"

"The mouth grows on me, you can't stop me."

"Really not possible"

The more this is the case, the more unsettling it is. What is the truth?

Ye Lingjiang didn't turn his head back, and kept walking outside. There was no one outside, not even the moonlight.

Seeing that he didn't listen to persuasion, Chang Xiang hurriedly chased him out. The cold wind made his life hurt. Perhaps it was because of this that his lips and teeth were trembling, and he said something that he could hardly hear.

"His name is Bu Chenshuang, and he is the apprentice of the uncle."

Ye Lingjiang stopped suddenly.

"It's also his only apprentice."