Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Shen Gunian withdrew his hand unaccustomed to it, with complicated eyes: "Thank you..."

Jimoqing smiled again: "Why are you being polite to senior brother?"

"What kind of magic weapon is this?" Shen Gunian couldn't help but reached out and rang the bell, but there was no sound, he paused, and asked some cautious questions: "Is it broken?"

"This is a magic weapon for defense, it will only ring when you encounter danger." After Jimo Qing said this, his eyes lightened: "It's getting late, senior brother should go too, little junior brother, see you tomorrow."

Jimoqing's fingertips lifted a strand of hair from Shen Gunian's shoulders, and the smooth touch flowed through his fingers, and his low-pitched laughter disappeared under the mist along with his figure.

After a while, Shen Gu Nian clicked his tongue: "This senior brother is a bit flirtatious."

After a long time, Jimo Qing didn't appear again, and Shen Gunian finally let go of his tense spirit, and pulled his hair out in distress: "Trouble..."

The appearance of Jimo Qing indicates that Yuan Shen's identity is not simple.I just don’t know why he was thrown here for ten years without anyone disturbing him, living a peaceful life like an ordinary person, until he was assassinated and died, and his soul entered this body, and things slowly changed.

Will it lead to the future direction of the world because of his time travel?

"Tsk, I hate trouble the most." Shen Gunian sighed deeply, he just wanted to be safe and live his life as a salted fish, and he didn't want to live a life of fighting and intrigue.

Every time he encounters something that bothers him, Shen Gunian can't help but want to eat, puts his hand into the mouth of the storage bag, pauses slightly, lowers his starry eyes, and silently recites the number, one of his seeds is missing.

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The night sky is full of stars, as if you can pick the stars with your hands.

This is Wuxi Jiuling, which is located outside the jurisdiction of the Hanmen Sect. The dense and lush forests surround the valley, and the rich spiritual energy condenses into frosty lake water. A gorgeous Qionglouyuge stands quietly in the middle of the ice lake, surrounded by green bamboo The cloister bridge was built, and red lanterns were hung.

A corner of the white robe passed over the corridor bridge railing, and the spotless white shoes fell silently.

"Eldest brother!" The delicate voice was especially loud in the silent night, and the red figure rushed over with a whoosh.

Jimoqing turned his body slightly, avoiding the other party's embrace, and the smile on the corner of his lips maintained an approachable arc: "Little Junior Sister, I'm back, is Master awake?"

A man holding a sword by the attic door mocked: "Du Hongluan, can you stop rushing like a bird in heat every time you see your brother? Don't you feel ashamed and panic?"

With dissatisfaction on Du Hongluan's pretty face, she stomped her feet angrily and glared at the black clothes: "Mo Ran, I'm talking to senior brother, it's none of your business!"

After finishing speaking, she clasped Jimo Qing's clothes with her fingers stickily: "Brother, I miss you so much."

Jimo Qing walked towards the attic, otherwise he would avoid Du Hongluan's intimacy, and his eyes fell on Mo Ran: "Master, has your health improved these days?"

Du Hongluan pouted, not daring to get closer to Jimo Qing, and refused to leave, so she followed him into the attic.

Mo Ran glanced at Du Hongluan with cool eyes, and when he met Jimoqing, he immediately put away his mocking face, with a bit of respect in his expression: "Master woke up once two days ago, and just said a word."

Jimoqing paused slightly, motioning for him to say.

Mo Ran pursed her lips, her black eyes wondering: "When will my little apprentice come?"

Jimo Qing: "..."

Du Hongluan was shocked when she heard this: "What? Didn't Master say that he would no longer accept apprentices? I don't want new juniors!" After speaking, she ran away angrily.

Jimoqing's eyes were cold: "Don't worry about her."

Mo Ran shrugged, and he didn't intend to pay attention to the delicate and savage person.