After dressing up as a demon

Seeing Jiang Yundu bleeding, Shen Cang took a step forward and performed the kung fu——

"My injury cannot be healed without dual cultivation."

Hearing this, Shen Cang's hand stopped in the air, and he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yundu.

The injury that can only be healed by dual cultivation may be that he has been in this world for too short a time, which is unheard of.

Jiang Yundu knew that he was suspicious, so he raised his hand and turned it over, and walked in front of him with a flick of his sleeve.

Shen Cang felt his pulse on his wrist.

The spiritual power was indeed stagnant, and the blood was not stable, like a sign of injury.

Jiang Yundu said: "How."

Shen Cang looked around: "Let's go back first."

Just after a battle, there are Biyuntian disciples cleaning up the battlefield everywhere, probably because of Jiang Yundu, no one dares to approach, but it is not a place to talk.

Jiang Yundu was noncommittal.

Shen Cang stood at Yujian's feet, and before he could stand still, he lightly pushed behind him.

He turned back.

Jiang Yundu stood with his hands behind his back, met his gaze, and couldn't help shifting his gaze a little, his tone was still calm: "Let's go."

With a slight smile on Shen Cang's lips, he turned around and flew towards Bihua Palace with his sword.

For some reason, such a natural and natural style suddenly reminded him of Jiang Yeqing.

After only a few short encounters with Jiang Yundu, in comparison, their personalities have many similarities.

Jiang Yeqing.

Jiang Yundu.

Shen Cang's smile was slightly suppressed, and there seemed to be some kind of inspiration flashing through his mind.

"arrive."

Jiang Yundu's voice behind him interrupted Shen Cang's thoughts that he hadn't grasped in time.

When he came back to his senses, he had already seen the peak that he had almost missed.

In front of Bihua Palace, the masked Guardian Zuo and Daoist Lingji are waiting.

Only these two people knew about the reincarnation-related matters, and they must be Jiang Yundu's confidantes. In addition, Guardian Zuo had heard Jiang Yundu's words at the foot of the mountain before, so he went to invite the real person of Lingji. Shen Cang did not avoid them, and brought Jiang Yundu to the ground together.

"Sovereign!" Feng Huan was not surprised to see the two arrived together, and then saw the wet blood on Jiang Yundu's lips, and the nervousness on his face under the mask could not be concealed.

He remembered clearly that before leaving, the master's injury was not so serious!

Daoist Lingji also looked solemn: "Your Majesty, please move."

Jiang Yundu said: "My injury can only be caused by Shen Cang."

Daoist Lingji frowned again.

The battle between Cai Cai and Juechentian just now may seem thrilling to many people. He has a little strength, and it can be seen that Jiang Yundu actually has the upper hand, and it is not very thrilling.

Moreover, Juechentian had tricks in his heart, retreated as soon as he was defeated, and never fought. Logically, Jiang Yundu shouldn't be injured.

But now Jiang Yundu was injured and needed help from others.

In his impression, Jiang Yundu had never been helped by anyone except this love disaster.Including him.

He had never seen Jiang Yundu suffer such a serious injury before, so he was unavoidably cautious while being surprised.

Juechentian is a formidable enemy, if even Jiang Yundu is no match, preserving the realm of comprehension would be an extravagant talk.

Therefore, when he noticed the blood on the corner of Jiang Yundu's lips, he had no time to worry about anything else. Hearing this sentence, the doubts in his heart suddenly became clear.

The so-called injury.

It's just hurting for one person to see.

"Shen Cang?" Feng Huan was stunned, "But—"

——Shen Cang's cultivation level is far less than that of the spiritual master of the cave void stage, how can he heal the master's wounds?

As soon as his doubts came to his lips, he was choked back by Jiang Yundu's understated lacquer eyes.

On the side, the real man of Lingji said: "Since your honor has said this, it must be a conclusion. The poor are useless here, so I will retire first."

With Jiang Yundu's temperament, knowing how to use such a method is enough to make him understand that Jiang Yundu is no longer determined to cut off the love robbery.

After speaking, he swung an invisible wisp of spiritual power around Feng Huan, and the two disappeared in front of the hall together.

Jiang Yundu didn't care where the two of them were going, and was turning around and walking towards the bedroom.

Seeing this door, the scenes that happened not long ago reappeared in turn, Shen Cang coughed before walking over.

"Master Lingji's cultivation is advanced, are you sure you don't want him to try to heal your injuries first?"

Jiang Yundu didn't stop: "I said before, my injury must be caused by you."

He swung his right hand slightly.

The ground in the hall was covered with a thick layer of powder that gushed out of the doors and windows like a cloud.

Shen Cang sideways avoided and stopped in front of the threshold.

Jiang Yundu added: "Your skills are special and unique."

Shen Cang understood: "That's why you helped me?"

Jiang Yundu looked back at him: "Help you?"

"The love poison in my body." Shen Cang said, "Before, there were too many people with miscellaneous eyes, and I haven't apologized to you yet."

Jiang Yundu's eyes moved slightly: "Everyone takes what they need, you don't have to apologize."

After the words fell, he withdrew his gaze and pointed slightly.

Shen Cang intuitively felt that his right hand was being pulled by the air, so he was caught off guard and stepped into the door.

The moment the next foot hits the ground——

"boom!"

The door slammed shut.

From the inside to the outside, the windows are also tightly closed one by one.

"..." Shen Cang turned around and pushed the door, but the door remained motionless.

"This way."

Shen Cang looked over.

The main hall is empty and unobstructed.

Jiang Yundu had already walked to the place where the screen was originally placed.

Beside him, a door slowly opened.

Inside is a brand-new bedroom that almost no one has ever set foot in.

Standing at the same place, Shen Cang saw the silver bed curtain inside, under the curtain was a luxurious big bed rolled with gold thread, there was also an incense burner and bookshelf, and all kinds of furnishings were exquisitely and elegantly crafted, and they were easily invisible boutiques.But it was not as arrogant as this big bed.

Jiang Yundu stopped by the door and talked about dual cultivation in the same tone as ordinary cultivation.

"This is a dual-cultivation method." A jade slip was held between his fingers, "It will benefit you and not harm you."

Shen Cang was helpless: "Sect Master Jiang, it seems that I haven't agreed yet."

The voice just fell.

A sudden silence spread between the two of them.

Jiang Yundu pursed his lips and closed his hands, the jade slip between his fingers disappeared in a flash.

"You don't want to help me."

Hearing the change in his tone, Shen Cang could not help but take a step forward, and then paused slightly: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but, after all, only Taoist couples can practice dual cultivation. If you have other healing methods, I will definitely do it."

"Only Taoist couples can cultivate together." Jiang Yundu looked at him, "Why didn't you mention a few words when your love poison broke out."

Mentioning the outbreak of love poison, Shen Cang was a little embarrassed: "It was an accident, you—"

"I never force others to be difficult," Jiang Yundu interrupted him in a cold voice, turned his head to the bedroom with a heavy face, "you go."

There was a "squeak" sound behind him.

Shen Cang sighed lightly.

It doesn't matter if their personalities are similar, but their tempers are also exactly the same.

He walked over to Jiang Yundu's side, and his helplessness grew stronger in his eyes: "Being angry at a disagreement is not the way to solve the problem. You always have to give me time to think about it."

Jiang Yundu's tone remained unchanged: "I am not your Taoist companion, since you are unwilling, why should I force you to submit?"

He left after speaking, but left the door open.

Shen Cang couldn't help laughing, so he had no choice but to follow his back and continue in. He accidentally saw the bead string hanging from the palm of his left hand, and his heart skipped a beat.

"I would."

Jiang Yundu stopped at his feet.

Shen Cang walked behind him, took the left hand he was accustomed to behind his back, and went to him: "But I have one condition."

Jiang Yundu held the bracelet slightly tighter: "What conditions?"

Shen Cang pulled his hand between the two of them, and gently opened his five fingers, revealing the familiar half of jade in his palm.

"My condition is very simple," Shen Cang said, "tell me the origin of this jade pendant and what happened in reincarnation."

Hearing this, Jiang Yundu shook his hand away: "There are two conditions."

Shen Cang changed his words immediately: "Then I have two conditions."

Jiang Yundu said in a deep voice: "It's not what a gentleman does if you don't believe what you say."

Shen Cang chuckled: "I'm not a gentleman."

Jiang Yundu looked at him, but didn't speak again.

Faced with such a familiar silent protest, Shen Cang sighed again: "As long as the jade pendant has its origin, it will be fine, right?"

Jiang Yundu personally helped him detoxify, even if there were other reasons, this matter cannot be erased with just a few words.

What's more, Jiang Yundu was injured, he couldn't stand by and watch.

He doesn't have a Taoist partner, and the only person who has double-cultivated is Jiang Yundu, and it's the same once or twice.

Only a little.

He and Jiang Yundu had always mentioned Jiang Yeqing's name during their first double cultivation, which still gave him a bit of a headache.

But judging by Jiang Yundu's appearance, he didn't care about this matter at all.

Yeah.

Treating double cultivation as ordinary cultivation would at least not do him or Jiang Yundu any harm.

"Yes." Jiang Yundu turned around, "I will tell you after the double cultivation."

Shen Cang watched him walk towards the bed: "Start now?"

"En." Jiang Yundu sat down on the edge of the bed, seeing that he was still standing there, his hands on his knees moved slightly.

The pulling sensation climbed from his right hand to his upper body, Shen Cang staggered a step forward, his eyes blurred, and he was at the bedside in a second.

"I'll do it myself." He coughed again, "Don't bother."

Jiang Yundu waved his hands to disperse the invisible spiritual power, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He slowly tightened his hands on his knees, without being noticed by the two of them.

Sitting beside him, Shen Cang heard his heart beating wildly, he tightened and loosened his left hand, and raised it to caress the back of his head.

Jiang Yundu turned to look.

It was the first time he looked at these eyes closely when he was awake, and something flashed in Shen Cang's mind again.

Maybe it's a scene from Reincarnation.

Relevant vague memories popped up occasionally, and he was used to it.

In reincarnation, he may have looked at these eyes like this.

But outside of reincarnation, there are no more and deeper impressions.

I thought that there was no emotional foundation, and this kind of intimacy was just rootless duckweed.

But the two reincarnations brought him not only vague memories, but also an indescribably strange familiarity with the person in front of him.

"you--"

The corners of Shen Cang's lips raised slightly, and with a slight force on his hands, he leaned over to kiss Jiang Yundu's thin lips, interrupting his unspoken urging.

Jiang Yundu's back stiffened slightly.

He looked at Shen Cang's half-closed eyes, there was no red light, only sobriety.

Different from the blazing fire that started a prairie fire when forced by love and poison, the heat surging in the chest at this moment is so real, burning all the way into the blood and heart, burning hot continuously.

His hands were tight and tight, pressing on Shen Cang's back.

"Have we ever practiced double cultivation?"

A deep voice with a smile in his ear grinds on his lips.

Jiang Yundu closed his eyes and did not answer.

With just one kiss, his breathing has gradually increased.

Shen Cang didn't ask any further questions.

Clothes entangled.

The belt fell quietly.

—

From the bright sun to the dark night.

The dense heat in the dormitory slowly turned from full to light.

Shen Cang didn't learn the dual-cultivation technique, and when Jiang Yundu finished his practice, he casually pulled up the quilt and covered Jiang Yundu, picked up someone's underwear from the bed, put it on, got up and sat by the bed.

Jiang Yundu looked at him.

Shen Cang thought for a while and said bluntly, "You can tell me now."

Jiang Yundu said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Shen Cang turned around: "It's about the jade pendant."

A thin layer of white undershirt was half worn on him, the laces were still unknotted, the front was wide open, and the star-pointed red marks were old and new, which flowed with the texture of his muscles during his movements, and he was completely unconcerned.

Jiang Yundu pursed his thin lips slightly, glanced at the half piece of jade beside the pillow, and looked up at Shen Cang again.

Shen Cang raised his eyebrows: "Don't say you forgot."

"I haven't forgotten." Jiang Yundu said, got up from the other side of the bed, turned his back to Shen Cang, and said, "But I don't know the origin of the jade pendant."

Shen Cang: "..."

He looked at Jiang Yundu's back, which seemed to be confident and confident, and a smile froze on his lips.