Master, he is nice and soft

"No matter what, I still have to go and see that stacked crow that you said has become smaller."

Jiang Yan opened the door of the snail house, took out the Qiankun bag from the layers of clothes on He Xingzhang's chest, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise his mouth with Song Tangyun.

"But you are not the host of Immortal Yanjiang now, so it's useless for you to read it." His senior brother obviously disagreed with his idea.

Immortal Lord Yanjiang's soul will only leave a mark of divine power after leaving Jiang Yan's body. That amount is not enough to seal the big formation between the teeth. His murderous spirit was affected, and he had to run to see that ghost.

He was ready to persuade his junior brother's immature idea from objective facts to emotional relationships, when he saw Jiang Yan holding out a white seedling with two bundles of spiritual power from the Qiankun bag.

"Wait a minute!" Elder Song Tangyun of Qingdan, who had always been shown in front of everyone as a hero, spoke like an old lady who was stabbed in the back by her son.

"Why did you plant Bai Canghua with He Xingzhang behind my back?!"

Due to the truth, He Xingzhang, who was told by Jiang Yan from the beginning to the present, to speak less and make less mistakes, explained with a guilty conscience:

"this is me……"

"Xing Zhang and I have been procrastinating for so long, it's time for Bai Cangzhu."

Before He Xingzhang could find the right words to explain clearly, Jiang Yan convinced Song Tangyun with one sentence.

The main reason was that his attitude was too natural, which made Song Tangyun feel that he was too lazy for a while.

However, the mother-in-law's place still needs to be wordy:

"But you guys are too sloppy. Look at this pale look. You took the time to inject spiritual power when you rushed back, right? If something hurts this thing on the way, the fate of both of you will be affected. At a young age, it is only a slight damage to the cultivation base, but if it grows too big, the two souls will be injured together! When the time comes, the two will become fateful couples, so what should we do? We can't be so hasty in the future!"

When he said this, he felt that he still had to discuss this matter with Jiang Wei, so he turned around and ran to the rattan courtyard.

Jiang Yan looked at Song Tangyun's back that was getting smaller and smaller, and felt that this big man was really childish and funny.

Sensing Jiang Yan's spiritual power, the elixir in the courtyard of the snail house became extraordinarily brilliant, and the sun rising in mid-air happened to cross the ridge of the roof of the snail house, illuminating the courtyard warmly.

Jiang Yan put Bai Cang on the flower base in He Xingzhang's hand, and nodded to the vibrant Bai Cang with satisfaction, He Xingzhang leaned over, Jiang Yan tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek, "Take this little thing Put it in my room, and accompany me to see the seal of the jackrow later."

"it is good."

After He Xingzhang entered the house, Jiang Yan looked around and saw nothing happened, so he lay down on the rattan chair in the courtyard, squinted his eyes and swayed a few times.

After picking up the memory, I have been busy with things without touching the ground. I haven't let myself go as much as I did today, and feel that my encounter is so unexpected.

At first, I thought I had pushed someone else's body, but later I found out that I came back too late, and then I remembered that I was the host of Immortal Yan Jiang, and I also received the memory Yan Jiang gave him a few days ago, constantly refreshing my understanding of this perception of the world.

Regarding the period when Yan Jiang began to withdraw from his body and he could not maintain a long-term sobriety, Jiang Yan was a little bit hard to mind.

In the past few decades, He Xingzhang hadn't come to Huiqing Pavilion. Jiang Yan always thought that He Xingzhang had died in the shrine. After taking the pill, go directly to Song Tangyun's pill room to steal it.

Although Song Tangyun will be forced to make alchemy in the future, in the eyes of the disciples of the alchemy room, the image of the elder Qingyun stealing the elixir is hard to change, which makes Jiang Yan's public opinion in the alchemy room very bad.

Not only that, because they often get sleepy, the disciples returning to the Qing Pavilion can almost find an Elder Qing Yun sleeping unconsciously in almost any place where the Elder Qing Yun may appear, but fortunately Jiang Yan is good-looking. It's quite acceptable, and sometimes I'm happy to take the opportunity to see what a famous elder looks like.

Afterwards, not only returned to the Qing Pavilion, but the entire world of cultivators knew the virtues of being a master of both medicine and poison in their sect, and even changed the name of the flower of Gaoling that Yanjiang had created into a delicious and lazy ornamental beauty.

God, really, I am ashamed of Immortal Yanjiang.

Jiang Yan looked up at the lush branches and leaves above his head, and saw He Xingzhang from the memory of that period of sleep that was dark for most of the time.

In other words, it was He Xingzhang who was only five or six years old in this life.

The face of the new mother-in-law of the He family, who has only been in power for two or three years, is not friendly. Jiang Yan sat crookedly in the Qingfeng Hall where Huiqing Pavilion discussed sect affairs, and withdrew his consciousness. Inexplicably, he felt that the child next to the woman looked familiar. When he brought the child up to the hall, he had to cheer up to see what was going on, but he fell asleep again when he saw Jiang Wei leading the people approaching the stone steps in front of the hall.

It has been a month since he woke up again, and the groggy feeling in his head has become much smaller this time, probably because the damage to his soul is gradually healing, and it is also troublesome for Yanjiang to help take over his body at this time, otherwise he will Maybe when I wake up again, I will be on the road to Huangquan.

His soul was almost pulled out of his body in the altar. If he fell into a deep sleep for too long now, his body could not hold the soul to overflow, and Black and White Impermanence should come to work.

Yan Jiang told him that He Xingzhang would be reincarnated, he had to live, otherwise He Xingzhang would not be able to find him.

After waking up that time, Yan Jiang never appeared again, and his severe drowsiness symptoms improved a lot, and gradually he only needed to take a nap for about an hour.

He began to miss He Xingzhang frequently, but he didn't know that he still had an apprentice. If Jiang Wei hadn't reminded him, he might have forgotten that there was another person living in the small house.

Elder Qing Yun stayed in the snail house all day long, and many disciples who returned to the Qing Pavilion knew about this matter. If there was something to tell Elder Qing Yun, he would go directly to the snail house to send a message, and the disciple of Elder Qing Yun would tell the story on his behalf.

In the room, he took out the things in the Qiankun bag that He Xingzhang gave him one by one, trying to recall the details of getting along with He Xingzhang, but the human soul took away too many of his memories of He Xingzhang, leaving only "He Xingzhang is He is an important person" This rough emotion makes it difficult for him to find some old memories for him to pass the time.

Later he found a Bai Cang seed, planted it with great excitement, and took care of it with the spirit that was rare at that time, and waited until the Bai Cang was about to outgrow the spiritual power, and then hurriedly called a stop and covered it. Several layers of barriers enveloped the seedling whose stop button was pressed.

Extremely disappointed, he casually stuffed all kinds of things that had been piled up all over the room back into the Qiankun bag, held Bai Cang in his hands, and fell asleep on the cold ground in a daze.

When he woke up, he was still lying alone in the silent room, and Bai Cang in his hand still looked ready to receive spiritual energy.

Forget it, it's too late to use it when He Xingzhang finds him.

……

The whole body was covered with heat, Jiang Yan finally opened his eyes with a murmur, and found that He Xingzhang hugged him tightly and covered him with a quilt!

My God, this child is not afraid of dying under the blanket in the heat.

Jiang Yan pulled out his hand to support his forehead, and pinched the flesh on He Xingzhang's cheek, "I'm going to be hot to death when I get up!"

Fortunately, He Xingzhang didn't sleep deeply, and was woken up before Jiang Yan rubbed his handsome face into a round shape.

But the first reaction when he woke up was to hug Jiang Yan even tighter.

"Damn..." Jiang Yan was so squeezed that he floated out of the air, grabbed He Xingzhang's ear and cursed weakly: "You are about to squeeze your Taoist companion to death."

He Xingzhang, who was completely awakened by the pain of having his ears ripped off, saw Jiang Yan who was already blushing from boredom, and hurriedly let go of him, and said in an aggrieved tone, "I'm sorry..."

Jiang Yan, who had just taken a breath, kicked He Xingzhang. This guy looked as if something had happened to him. The kicked foot landed on He Xingzhang's thigh, and He Xingzhang held it in his hand.

"How long have I slept?"

Jiang Yan sat up, rubbed his loose hair, and found that He Xingzhang had actually helped him take off his coat, leaving only a thin loose white coat, and he almost fainted from the heat.

He Xingzhang sniffed, put his hands around Jiang Yan's waist, hugged him into his arms, and helped Jiang Yan comb his hair, "It's the hour of You, you took a break after a long time, the pavilion master and the others told me what we did in the past two days Don't worry about it either."

After taking this exaggerated afternoon nap, Jiang Yan was completely lazy. Since Jiang Wei said so, he continued to touch the fish, lay back and leaned on He Xingzhang's shoulder, raised his head and squinted his eyes. .”

He Xingzhang liked the way he was completely relaxed by his side. Considering that Jiang Yan didn't like the feeling of being too serious, he just put a few strands of hair on Jiang Yan's forehead back and tied it with a red string. He adjusted his posture to make Jiang Yan lie down more comfortably.

This tenderness and consideration made Jiang Yan feel a little embarrassed. He turned his head to find He Xingzhang's mouth and kissed him, and asked him hesitantly: "Actually, I'm a little curious when I think about it now, what do you like about me? It can't be This face?"

Well, if this reason is true, he can completely accept it. After all, the reason why he himself noticed He Xingzhang at the time was more or less unable to hide his face, which is a superficial but persuasive reason.

The foot he stepped on was surrounded by He Xingzhang's feet, and the age difference between the two people was only three years old, but there was a huge gap between the physique of Jianxiu and Yixiu. He Xingzhang's feet were much bigger than his, which made Jiang Yan Those feet that haven't worked much are like a boy who hasn't grown up, tender and small.

"Hmm...seriously speaking, it's really because of the appearance, but at the beginning it should be said that it's...distressed?"

He Xingzhang carefully chose his words, and he held Jiang Yan's fingers and kneaded them. The doctor's fingers were not delicate, except for a thin layer of calluses. As far as it is concerned, it is commonplace to get some skin and flesh injuries on the hands. If you really care about it, you may have to clean it up every few days.

Before going back to the Qing Pavilion, Jiang Yan’s hands didn’t have any scars at all. They were as beautiful and soft as the pampered eldest daughter of a wealthy family at the foot of the mountain. scar.

After he finished reading the word "distressed", he subconsciously raised Jiang Yan's hand and kissed the round and delicate fingertips.

That position is actually quite intimate, Jiang Yan's scalp was numb when he was kissed by He Xingzhang.

Throw him so fucking shy!

"But I remember that our family was quite rich before it was destroyed. Why do you feel sorry for me?"

Just kidding, that's not ordinary rich people. The powerful and rich people all over the world want to maintain a close relationship with the Jiang family. The financial resources of the family are unimaginable to ordinary people.

It took those monks and robbers a year to clean up the Jiang family's ancestral house.

He Xingzhang bumped Jiang Yan's head, playing a rascal: "But you are not the son of a son, and your family was... Anyway, my heart hurts."

The author has something to say:

tedeng~

The plot points of this book have been written!

What follows will be about the daily life of the two of you, and then I will briefly explain some historical issues. After all, He Xingzhang's three souls have not returned yet. I will probably let him get married on New Year's Eve! (heartbreaking

The plot after marriage is purely daily, just like the beginning of this article, probably will write several chapters, the amount is hard to say now, it will be updated intermittently while writing new pits, because it is easy to miss when writing daily Come out, after all, I'm not really hiding under his two beds (?

Thank you very much for your company!