Chapter 68: One More Time
Jiang Ming stroked Jiang Yue's forehead, leaned over, and kissed it.
The four lips touched, Jiang Ming's expression was as usual, but Jiang Yue's cheeks were blushing.
Seeing this, Jiang Ming stopped his movements and asked with concern, "What's wrong, not used to it?"
Jiang Yueqiao's face was flushed, her eyes widened, and she shook her head.
"Well, let's go out then, shall we?"
Jiang Yue nodded as she said and agreed, Jiang Ming hugged Jiang Yue and was about to fly out of the dream realm trial land.
But he felt that something was pulling the corner of his clothes, and when he saw it, it was Jiang Yue's little hand.
"Do it again, okay?"
Jiang Yue lowered her head and said vaguely.
Jiang Ming really felt amused and gently knocked Jiang Yue's head.
When Jiang Yue was lost, Jiang Ming suddenly picked up her face and came again.
It's soft, the roots of my teeth are a little itchy, and I feel like I'm overpowered, and I can't help but want to stick out my tongue.
Jiang Yue closed her eyes tightly, perceiving this beauty through her sense of touch.
greedy for joy for a while, I don't know when, Jiang Ming had already stood up straight, looking at Jiang Yue's obsessive and coquettish expression with a smile.
With a snort, Jiang Yue opened her eyes and saw Jiang Ming's meaningful eyes, her already ruddy face was now steaming like a piece of red-hot carbon.
"Let's go. β
"Huh, one more time!"
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Jiang Ming, who was under the laurel, opened his eyes and looked at everything around him.
A streamer of light flew out of Jiang Ming's divine consciousness and landed on the ground, and the halo changed, turning into Jiang Yue.
"Big sister!"
With a bell-like laugh, Gui Xiaoyue flew towards Jiang Yue, holding her slender neck with both hands, like a koala.
"You've been gone for four days, and I thought you wouldn't come back. β
As he spoke, the little face that was still smiling turned out to be raining.
Sure enough, the girl's face is like the rain in June!
Gui Xiaoyue laughed and sobbed, and Jiang Yue patted her on the back: "Don't cry, it won't look good if you cry again." β
"Uh-huh. Gui Xiaoyue blushed and nodded.
Jiang Yue wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "It's over, you don't have to worry."
Don't call me big sister in the future. β
"Why?" Gui Xiaoyue said aggrievedly, thinking that her crying nose had annoyed Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue stroked Gui Xiaoyue's forehead: "The master gave me a name, called Jiang Yue, is it good?"
"That's good!" Gui Xiaoyue said with a grin.
The two girls, one older and one younger, were whispering here, Jiang Ming was not interested in listening, he still had a tail to clean up.
Jiang Ming walked over to the laurel tree and reached out to touch the rough bark.
Overhead is a halo like a star, and under your feet are the roots of a tree.
After closing his eyes for a moment, Jiang Ming grasped the trunk of the laurel tree,
In an instant, the laurel tree fluctuated and turned into a simple sword.
The sword has eight sides, three feet long, and has three lines, and the sword surface is like water, reflecting the heavens and stars.
Jiang Ming raised the eight-sided ancient sword and flicked his fingers.
The sword roared clearly, and the sword surface like water stirred up layers of ripples.
A golden star the size of a ping-pong ball fell from the sword, and Jiang Ming reached out and grabbed the star.
"Do you want to continue pretending?" Jiang Ming said to the stars with golden light in his hands, "Zhao He!"
The ball lay quietly in Jiang Ming's palm, without any movement, like a dead thing.
"Boring. β
Jiang Ming threw the ball and held the sword to split the star.
The stars split in two, turning into two hemispheres of normal size, revealing the same golden inside, but there was still no reaction.
"Coward. β
Jiang Ming counted swords at the stars again, and the golden stars like works of art were shattered into slag.
"Now, Zhao He, are you a veritable scumbag, or are you unresponsive? You really look like a turtle. β
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, his pale blue pupils flashed, and a small flame not much bigger than a lighter appeared on his fingertips.
The flame is pale blue and looks so soft that you can't help but touch it.
That's weird.
"Taiyin Divine Fire, the talent that the Taiyin Seal gave me, I don't know how powerful it is, just then you try it. β
Jiang Ming put the Taiyin Divine Fire on the slag.
"Oh, by the way, the more sparse things are, the faster they burn, and I heard that it's because of the relatively large contact area with oxygen.
I wonder if this phenomenon is also applicable to Shenhuo?"
Airplanes~
As soon as the Taiyin Divine Fire touched the slag of the stars, it was like tung oil touching fire.
Originally only an inch in size, it instantly jumped several feet high, and the light blue light reflected on Jiang Ming's face, showing a different kind of beauty.
"Ahh
A miserable scream came from the flames, and the flames turned into human forms: "Jiang Ming, why are you still unwilling to let me go?"
"Zhao He, you are very smart, but you are also very stupid!
The most dangerous place is the safest place, and you are hiding in the sea of laurel stars in front of you, trying to take advantage of my blind spot.
He is worthy of being a powerful slave, and his brain is not bad.
But this is my spiritual world, isn't it naΓ―ve to think that I won't find you?"
Zhao He, who incarnated as a fire man, endured the scorching heat of the Taiyin Divine Fire and walked towards Jiang Ming step by step, wanting to fight back.
The flames made his face even more hideous, his roar was like a ghost, and his steps revealed incomparable determination.
Then, Jiang Ming knocked him over with a sword......
"The person who doesn't let you go is yourself, and it's not good to hide somewhere, you have to hide inside me.
You originally wanted a chance to run, but the thief didn't die, so you wanted to give me another one more time behind your back. Who's to blame for this?"
Zhao He fell to the ground, unable to say a word, his eyes were full of regret, regret was a fluke, and it would have been good if he had known to escape.
Zhao He stretched out his withered black hand, trying to grasp something, and finally became a puddle of ashes in endless remorse.
Jiang Ming looked at the ashes and took back the soul light that Zhao He had taken: "I lied to you, you have no chance to escape at all."
The moment you escaped, I closed the entrance to the Spirit Mansion.
So no matter what you choose, you're dead. β
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After Jiang Ming explained a few words to Jiang Yue and Gui Xiaoyue, he left the Spirit Mansion.
When I opened my eyes again, in the real world, the laurel tree on the side disappeared.
The chief and Lian Hui took on their original forms and took a nap at the stone table, where four people were drinking tea.
Jiang Sunya, and three people I don't know, but the clothes of these three people are very familiar.
Monk, Taoist, scholar.
"Is it an enemy?" Jiang Ming looked at Jiang Sunya, "Or a friend?"