Master, he is nice and soft

If it was Jiang Yan yesterday, he might not have much feeling for the name Jiang Heng, at most he would react like "ah, who is this?"

But now he just felt cold all over.

Jiang Heng, the ancestor of the Jiang family, is said to have voluntarily dedicated his body to feed the gods in return for Immortal Yanjiang's life-saving grace, and made a blood oath to allow the descendants of the Jiang family to continue until Immortal Yanjiang recovered from the damage to his soul.

This is what Jiang Yan heard at the Jiang family's ancestral house back then. No one can absolutely guarantee the credibility of the various details, but Jiang Yan's own experience made him very afraid of the former head of the family.

Before he became a spiritual stove, the Jiang family had some scandals that were not well known.

The previous head of the family was possessed by the spirit of the ancestors of the Jiang family who were enshrined in the spiritual temple. He behaved insanely and cruelly. At that time, the spiritual furnace was a well-behaved and introverted woman. When he was rescued, he was lifeless and dying.

Jiang Yan really didn't know what happened at that time, but he had met the Patriarch once when he was already unconscious.

He still remembered that the Patriarch, who was shrewd and capable in the past but kind and kind to the junior, held his hand that day, his eyes were full of madness.

"It's so similar, it's so similar! It's almost carved out of the same mold!"

The incident at that time was settled by the very famous Master Suihua at that time. Unfortunately, the patriarch couldn't bear the guilt not long after waking up and abdicated to the virtuous, and committed suicide in the small courtyard.

Jiang Yan opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Wei who was staring at him in the lower circle, grief and hatred intertwined in his heart.

"People from Pingjimen are here!"

Jiang Wei's first disciple, Tong Chuan, Duan Yaodian, as the temporary deputy head of the pavilion, nodded to him, and that disciple hurried out to welcome the people from Pingji Sect.

The visitor was dressed in bright red clothes, with a handsome and tall figure, at first glance he looked like a leisurely and unrestrained rich kid, followed by a well-behaved disciple in Pingjimen's blue attire.

Unexpectedly, it was Yan Beitang and Zheng Nanhuai who came.

Rao Jiang Yan couldn't get rid of his emotions, and was shocked by the arrival of the two protagonists for a moment.

Yan Beitang hastily bowed his hands to salute a few people, then looked straight at Jiang Wei, frowning slightly, turned his head and glanced around the room.

"There are too many people here, please go out first, me and me, my apprentices are here to find out the resentful spirits in the main body of the pavilion."

Jiang Yan wanted to try to stay in the house, but He Xingzhang comforted him softly, and explained to him how difficult it is to extract Jiang Heng's level of resentment. He is not an idiot who is overwhelmed by emotion, so naturally he followed in the end Waiting for the result in the rattan garden yard.

As soon as everyone left the room, Zheng Nanhuai complained and closed the door. After a while, he saw a barrier of golden light appearing outside the room, with complex inscriptions and spells drawn on it.

In just a moment, both Pingqing and Taxie returned to He Jiang's body, and there was an explosion in the room, Jiang Yan was startled, and immediately raised his eyes to look at the room.

The window paper was slightly shattered by the blow just now, and a black ghost aura came out from inside, and Jiang Yan's heart hung in his throat. The next second, the room suddenly overflowed with spiritual energy, as if Yan Beitang had summoned it. Cheng Sui, his natal spirit sword.

As soon as Cheng Sui came out, Jiang Yan felt relieved.

He still remembered that before he came back, Cheng Sui's own sword energy could weaken the ghost energy of resentful spirits in the updated content of "Fu Gui Jian". Sword Qi.

Even so, listening to the sound of fighting in the room and the buzzing sound of the driving technique, Jiang Yan was still tense and unable to relax.

After all, Jiang Heng was a resentful spirit for thousands of years. Although he was seriously injured several times, Yan Beitang was only a few hundred years old. Even if Yan Beitang was well-known, it was still uncertain whether he could deal with Jiang Heng.

He frightened himself to death with anxiety, but fortunately, He Xingzhang noticed his paler face in time, and stepped forward to give him some spiritual energy to appease the violent spiritual energy in Jiang Yan's body.

Last night, Jiang Yan was a little tired after being tortured, and coupled with the mental drain caused by the fusion of the three souls, it is extremely rare for Jiang Yan to be able to walk around with his own strength. After a lot of changes, if you don't watch carefully, you may fall to the ground directly.

He is now using the appearance of a 17-year-old boy. He needs to use his body as a support for Jiang Yan, who is half a head taller than him. Closing his eyes, he regained his footing.

"I am fine."

There was a sudden explosion in the room behind him, Jiang Yan shuddered, and hurriedly turned around to see that the door of the rattan courtyard had been opened, and Yan Beitang's red dress was cut in several places, and even his cheek was scratched An opening was made, and a thread of blood seeped out.

Zheng Nanhuai walked out from behind him, holding a small jade bottle in his hand, both master and apprentice looked dignified.

"This resentful spirit is a Dacheng monk who died thousands of years ago. It probably has some blood relationship with the pavilion master. I don't know when and why he possessed the pavilion master. Unfortunately, he is too hostile to ask anything. I want to bring this resentful spirit back to Pingji and try to purify it to see if I can ask something, I don’t know what the Deputy Pavilion Master and Venerable Qing Yun mean?"

Duan Yaodian looked at Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan struggled for a moment, then nodded to him.

"Then trouble you."

Yan Beitang closed his eyes, looked at the little jade bottle behind him, and said goodbye in a low voice: "It's not too late, I'm going back to Pingji now, and I will notify you as soon as I have any news."

After a pause, he added: "The pavilion master has been possessed by such a deep grievance for some time, and the vitality in his body has been eroded a lot. Now I am afraid that he will be in a coma for a while. Fortunately, the soul is only slightly It’s not a big problem to receive disturbances, you just need to warm up your body to recover, and I’m not as proficient as you guys in what’s going on, so if there are any changes in the future, I’ll send a message to Ping Ji immediately.”

Duan Yaodian went to bid farewell to Yan Beitang and Zheng Nanhuai as the deputy head of the pavilion, and the rattan courtyard was suddenly empty. Under Yan Beitang's attention, the movement just now did not mess up the rattan courtyard, and Jiang Wei was also put in the Lying on the bed.

It's just that when Jiang Yan saw Jiang Wei's bloodless face, he couldn't help but panic. He pulled Jiang Wei's hand out of the quilt to feel his pulse. Although the aura in Jiang Wei's body was stagnant a lot, it was still following the cycle.

Shi Du'an and Heping were the next to inspect and repair the defensive measures of Huiqing Pavilion, and the other went for a walk. Only Jiang Yan and He Xingzhang were left in the rattan courtyard.

He put Jiang Wei's hands back under the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt, subconsciously sighed, and a thick warmth came from his shoulders.

He Xingzhang returned to his original appearance, and took him into his arms. The familiar warm embrace made his mood ups and downs for a long time. Jiang Yan, who was not at ease, couldn't help but his eyes warmed up. He stretched out his hands to wrap around He Xingzhang's waist, and buried his face on his stomach.

"Did he come to see me?"

He asked He Xingzhang in a muffled voice, the knuckles of his fingers holding He Xingzhang's clothes turned white.

"So what? Brother Jiang didn't do this because of you. Jiang Heng is already crazy. Even if you weren't around, he would do evil." He Xingzhang leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, and stretched his arms across his legs to hug him.

Jiang Yan hugged his neck, and rubbed against his arms like a kitten. She didn't speak anymore, but just tightened her arms.

After playing tricks and carrying Jiang Yan back to the dwelling, He Xingzhang put him on the bed and kissed his forehead.

"You take a break first, I'm here with you."

Jiang Yan didn't speak, leaned a little back on the bed, pulled He Xingzhang's fingers into the quilt, and whispered: "You and I can rest together, you are also very tired."

He huddled under the white quilt, and looked at He Xingzhang with those black and bright round eyes. The corners of He Xingzhang's mouth were slightly curved, and he entered the quilt as well, wrapping him in his arms.

He Xingzhang's body temperature immediately ironed the bed warmly. Jiang Yan rubbed against his chest and closed his eyes against He Xingzhang's body. He was so tired that he fell asleep not long after.

Feeling the gradually even breathing in his arms, He Xingzhang kissed Jiang Yan's hair, and gently stroked the soft and silky hair.

It's a good thing he's back, otherwise it would be difficult to protect himself with his original cultivation, let alone protect the person he managed to save.

Jiang Yan's human soul was finally completed and cultivated outside the Six Realms, but he woke up so late, if Jiang Heng hadn't recognized part of his core hidden in the divine soul, and tried to attack him while he was still awake. If the core is broken, it may take some time before he can gradually come back.

But in the current situation, if he doesn't wake up again, Jiang Yan, who lost the body of Immortal Yanjiang, must be in great danger.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously pressed Jiang Yan's back to lean against his chest, making Jiang Yan frowned, muttering, reaching out from the intertwined limbs of the two to hug the back of his neck, toward him. There was a drill in the heart.

He Xingzhang's heart softened.

He also didn't know how confused he was here before the fusion of the three souls, and he was also a person from another world in his eyes.

However, he still doesn't understand why Jiang Yan suddenly wants to become a Taoist partner with him who has not yet awakened two months ago. After this incident, he has to find an opportunity to ask carefully.

He hugged the soft and obedient person around him tightly, and he also closed his eyes and silently adjusted the fluctuating aura of the soul monk in his body that hadn't fully adapted.

When he woke up, it was already sunset outside the house, Jiang Yan sat up propped up on the bed, staring at the emerald green lake outside the window in a daze.

The blood pool was originally hidden in the palace of the saint of the demon world. It was nourished by the demon energy of the demon world for thousands of years to form a blood-red pool of spiritual pool water. The miraculous effect of spiritual objects with missing souls and damaged souls.

At that time, he almost died in the leak of the house, but it was raining at night, and it was He Xingzhang who went to the devil world to snatch the blood pool back, so that he would not die.

It's a pity that this blood pool is completely useless for him now, once it gets on it, it will damage the soul in the body and be affected, it's really a loss to grandma's family.

"How do you feel, now?"

Suddenly there was a big hand on his waist, He Xingzhang put his head on his lap, buried his face next to his stomach, Jiang Yan lowered his head and touched his ear.

"By the way, why did you suddenly want to become a Taoist couple with me, two months ago?"

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