Chapter 11: Too Intimate
Jiang Ling instantly felt a creepy sense of fear.
Someone plots against himself!
But he couldn't say why. For example, plotting his motives, when to move his hands, and how he almost fell into the devil unconsciously...... He didn't know any of this.
Jiang Ling thought for a while, and suddenly said in surprise: "I can still abide by my heart in that situation, should I say that I am worthy of being a ...... traverser?" He thought unashamedly.
Ji Tingwei laughed and sneered: "As the owner of the innate Dao body, you have actually fallen into the demon three or four times, and you have to rely on me, a demon cultivator, to save you, you are worthy of the worst qualification and the most stupid monk I have ever seen." β
Jiang Ling knew that Ji Ting would find out that he was an innate Dao body, but he still pretended to know just now, and he was surprised but couldn't help but say defensively: "You...... You know all about it? Will you take the opportunity to cut the grass and eradicate the roots? β
Ji Ting originally planned to do so.
But......
"No, I find you different." Ji Ting said.
Jiang Ling looked at him suspiciously, not believing such perfunctory words.
However, there was no expression on Ji Ting's face at all, and Jiang Ling gave up after looking at it for a while and not seeing anything famous.
He only hopes that the male protagonist would always remember what he said today, and if there is a day when the original plot happens in the future, he can see that he is "different" and let him live.
Jiang Ling has mixed feelings in her heart, but on the surface, she still wants to hug her thighs and be a little brother. So after he heard this, he was rightfully moved: "Ji Ting, you are so good!" My mother once told me that if someone can not dislike me and kill me after knowing my identity, then he is a great good person, and he is the reincarnation of the fairy world to protect me! You are indeed this person! I've been waiting for you for a long time! β
"......" Ji Ting listened to him slap his ass incorrectly, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.
"Who would have thought that the young palace master of the Kaolin Flower known to the outside world would be like this in private. Tsk, it's really a person who can't look good......" Ji Ting smacked his lips regretfully, but to Jiang Ling's ears, this guy was laughing at him again.
Jiang Ling endured and endured, and then he barely suppressed his embarrassment and anger, and said with a smile: "Since you see me as a different person, then I have to be honest with you." This true side is, of course, only for those closest to you. β
Intimate people? Also, after all, he was the only one who had placed a divine sense seal.
Ji Ting didn't speak, but there was a tiredness in his expression that was not easy to detect. Jiang Ling also stared at him for a long time before he found out. Thinking that Ji Ting's injuries hadn't healed well, he suggested: "That's it, anyway, you were originally going to recuperate with us, and the Pure Spirit Pool was idle, so you can go there." β
"Why don't you?" Ji Ting asked rhetorically.
Jiang Ling felt inexplicable: "Why should I use it?" I'm not hurt, and I don't need to purify my demonic energyβisn't that you? When you're ready, I'll be ready for more. β
"I don't need it either."
"...... yes, Jiang Ling actually forgot that Ji Ting was an innate demon body, but he still asked, "Why don't you need it?" Isn't it good to be an immortal cultivator? That way you won't have to be hunted down in the future......"
He was halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Ji Ting: "It's all a group of sanctimonious guys, Immortal Cultivators?" Scold! β
Seeing this, Jiang Ling resolutely shut up.
Ji Ting glanced at Jiang Ling at this time, and his tone was finally not so impulsive, but he was still very dissatisfied: "Your previous remarks are actually different from those immortal cultivators, so I will spare your life." If you think that demon cultivation is really intolerable to the world, then ......"
Jiang Ling shook her head in horror, and hurriedly remedied: "I didn't mean that!" I'm just worried about your injuries. If you really don't want to go to the Pure Spirit Pool, then I'll make another arrangement. But what I said before is all what I think in my heart, heaven and earth can be learned! You...... You can't wronged me."
Seeing Jiang Ling's eager defense, Ji Ting hooked the corners of his mouth in a good mood and said with a smile: "I'm scared of you." β
Jiang Ling: "......"
Ji Ting said again: "Since I said that you are different, I won't do anything to you, don't worry." β
As soon as Ji Ting said this, Jiang Ling was even more uneasy.
What to do? The protagonist has already begun to test him, how long can he wear his waistcoat? Will he be torn apart by five horses......
In fact, Ji Ting really didn't test Jiang Ling, he just wanted to tease this lovely young palace master on a whim. In fact, he hasn't trusted Jiang Ling yet, so how can he talk about temptation?
Now he doesn't kill this good seedling of immortal cultivation, it's just that he has other plans.
Jiang Ling was worried about her life, but she was still ready to ask someone to arrange a room for her. The partial house of Jiang Ling's residence has not been inhabited for a long time, and it is very cold. In order to reduce the burden of the spiritual veins in the palace, his original body moved that spiritual vein to the maintenance of the palace gate formation. How can such a humble place be given to his thighs?
Ji Ting didn't know that he was going to be "kicked out" by Jiang Ling, so he sat down comfortably on Jiang Ling's bed.
Jiang Ling was still lying on the bed, and felt that a large piece of his side suddenly sank, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard Ji Ting say confidently: "I helped you suppress the demonic qi just now, I'm tired." β
Well, Jiang Ling really has nothing to say, and even a little apologetic.
But soon, his guilt was thrown away, because there was already a disciple who had come to take Ji Ting to his residence.
After knowing what the other party was here for, Ji Tingjun's face suddenly pulled, and he said coldly: "I'm not going." After a pause, he added, "Right here, you and I are there." β
When he said this, he was still beside Jiang Ling's bed, and when the disciple heard this, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the two of them, revealing an expression of "I understand".
When Jiang Ling saw her eyes, 10,000 divine beasts in her heart suddenly rushed by.
Did he meet a junior sister who likes lilies? Let's not talk about whether Lily is good or not, he and Ji Ting are real men! Even if it is misunderstood, it should be the basis...... Wait a minute! How could he allow others to misunderstand what he and the protagonist had?! He is a straight and straight man, even if he wears it in a Tanmei text, there is no need to have something with the protagonist.
Jiang Ling glared at the silently excited disciple, turned around and asked Ji Ting, "The side house has a poor environment, where are you sure you want to live?" β
"Who said I was going to be in the middle of the house?" Ji Ting glanced at Jiang Ling and said with a smile: "You and I have known each other for so many years, I still can't live with you?" In terms of the environment, your temple is quite good. β
Before Jiang Ling could speak, the disciple preemptively said: "Senior sister, what this fairy said is also reasonable, if you have friends from afar, it is natural to be closer." And he also saved our palace master!" Although in the end, the palace master still died.
Jiang Ling is angry, this dead girl dares to sell him in order to satisfy her rotten girl's heart?!
Glaring at the other party fiercely, Jiang Ling said solemnly: "Sixteenth Senior Sister, have you neglected your cultivation recently?" The last time I saw you, you had just built the foundation, and now you are still wandering in the foundation building period, do you want to go to the outer gate to experience the experience? β
"Uh......" The disciple dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, did the senior sister think that everyone else was like her, a big realm in January?
He saw that Jiang Ling couldn't make sense here, so he looked at Ji Ting.
Unexpectedly, Ji Ting actually smiled at her, and immediately fascinated the little girl.
I really want this sister to live with me......
Jiang Ling saw Ji Ting smiling at others, so he saw if there was something wrong with him, and after a long time, he said: "The place I chose for you is better than mine, you better go over." β
Ji Ting's face was cold again, and he resolutely refused.
Jiang Ling opened his mouth, wanting to say that it was a place where Rong He specialized in cultivating demonic skills, but seeing his attitude, he said that he couldn't stop loving it. After thinking about it again, anyway, getting along day and night is conducive to him hugging his thighs, so he doesn't care.
Who knew that the disciple saw that Ji Ting's attitude was so important, and the expression on his face was even more exciting, Jiang Ling finally couldn't bear to activate the ban, forcibly sent the person out, and sternly admonished the other party to cultivate hard.
As soon as Jiang Ling turned around, he met Ji Ting's gaze.
Jiang Ling gritted her teeth, but she was helpless. Is there less of a protagonist to do so? Ji Ting didn't carry a forty-meter knife to kill him, it was already very okay, he had to be content and patient......
Ji Ting liked Jiang Ling's gritted teeth but helpless, at this time, there was no one else, and he finally revealed his bad nature.
"This bed is mine, you go to the side room."
When Jiang Ling heard this, he really exploded. Is it tolerable or unbearable, even if Ji Ting is a thigh, he should give him some color at this time!
Jiang Ling got up from the bed, tidied up her clothes, nodded towards Ji Ting with a cold face, and said, "Since you like it, then I'll give it to you." I've become a golden pill, even if I don't sleep, it doesn't matter. Although you were a Buddhist cultivator before, presumably the demon cultivator should be different from us, and you may need an excellent sleep ......" After that, Jiang Ling's tone carried a little regret again: "In this way, it may take a long time for you to end this kind of days of hiding in Tibet, after all, you can't cultivate at night......" After speaking, he turned around in a dashing manner.
Ji Ting's eyes darkened, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, Jiang Ling was held up by a cloud of black mist, and his body involuntarily retreated.
Jiang Ling struggled in horror, and Ji Ting coldly scolded him not to move. However, Jiang Ling was naturally afraid of this uncontrolled situation, and it was Ji Ting who said this, so he couldn't help him on the surface, so he wanted to add to him, so he struggled even more.
Ji Ting seemed to already know what he was thinking, and as soon as Jiang Ling approached the bedside, as soon as he let go of his hand, the demonic qi that surrounded Jiang Ling disappeared. And Jiang Ling, who kept struggling, fell to the bed the next moment, and the tip of her nose wiped a piece of warmth in a trance.