Once a person has a mind, it is easy to get upset, and Senior Sister Hua feels that there is a chaotic hemp ball in her heart at this moment, and the woman's unique delicate mind tells her that to untie this hemp ball, you need to find out the thread little by little. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Senior Sister Hua glanced at Jiang Zhong beside her, all the bad shortcomings of this senior brother came in a pile tonight, perhaps it was because of here that Jiang Zhong felt safe, and what he did was a time when he hid his true form.

Senior Sister Hua is still worried in her heart, and this rogue brother in front of her will always make her feel uneasy.

After so many years, no matter how big or small, Jiang Zhong always has a pair of women's hands silently behind him.

Senior Sister Hua felt that she was captured by the unreliable man in front of her and became a slave to her feelings.

However, Senior Sister Hua had to admit that this senior brother who couldn't see anything good had an extraordinary magic, a kind of magic that haunted her dreams.

Senior Sister Hua said softly, "Senior brother, go to sleep." ”

When Jiang Zhong heard this, he became excited for a moment, nodded his head hurriedly and said yes, and said in his heart: "After waiting for a little midnight, are you finally going to get to the point?" Jiang Zhong was inevitably in a mood. There is a mountain spring flowing behind the small building, the clear spring water twists and turns, occasionally falls from the glorious stone wall, ups and downs, but endlessly, the rhythm of "jingle bang", and the heartbeat under the moonlight is so in tune.

Jiang Zhong was busy for a while, then shrunk into the quilt and covered his head, the stuffy feeling made him comfortable, and he didn't want to come out again.

Jiang Zhong held a breath in his chest, and that breath made his blood surge, just waiting for the next explosion.

Senior Sister Hua waved her sleeves, "whew", most of the candles were extinguished in response, like silver moonlight sprinkled the entire boudoir, the dancing light yarn was like a silver ocean, only a few dim candle flames, the figure swayed a little flickering.

Jiang Zhong was a little anxious, he didn't hear the slightest sound about the sound of his clothes, and said in his heart: "Why hasn't Senior Sister come in yet." At that moment, a hazy, muffled chant of a spell came into my ears.

Jiang Zhong pricked up his ears and listened carefully, it doesn't matter if he doesn't listen, when he listened, his heart instantly cooled most of the time, his head "buzzed", and the whole person was almost stupid, the voice was ...... It is a "mantra of purifying the heart" that can calm the mind and meditate.

Jiang Zhong couldn't cry or laugh, his limbs began to stiffen at the moment, and his feelings were troubled for a long time, but he became a bamboo basket to draw water, and he was seen by his junior sister many jokes.

Jiang Zhong clenched his fists, whispered a few times, and finally had to give up his inner resistance, exhaled the turbidity he was holding, and muttered: "Jiang Zhong, Jiang Zhong, I have lost you." However, his heart was relieved, and the sound of "hehu ......" was long and long, and finally, the last barrier between him and his sister was broken.

It's just that this price is earned by Jiang Zhong with a cheeky face, Jiang Zhong at this moment, he feels that his skin has never been so thin, if he takes it out and dries it, it will definitely be as red as chicken blood, and he will never want to stick his head out at this moment.

"Qiankun Wuji, the five elements are ordained, the pure heart mantra, purify my mortal heart......" Jiang Zhong silently recited the pure heart mantra in his heart, and fell asleep on his stomach in a very strange posture, the moonlight caressed the earth like water, and the gentle wind carefully accompanied, afraid of waking up anyone who was sleeping in his dream.

Early the next morning.

Two guests came on a mountain road leading to the Imperial Spirit Sect, an old man and a young man, the old man was plainly dressed but clean, while the young man was strong and tiger-headed.

"Senior brother, do you think what we planned can be done?" The old man seemed to be unconfident, and he didn't know how many times he asked similar questions along the way, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he seemed to be even more nervous.

The young man was not bored, and answered all questions: "You can rest assured, Senior Brother Liang, my ancestor likes me, follow me Wenhu, and I am guaranteed to succeed." ”

The young man with a tiger head and a tiger brain is the named disciple Wen Hutou that Niu Fan received when he was in Qingsong Temple, because he saw that Wen Hutou had good qualifications and had a certain fate, according to Niu Fan's estimate, it would not be long before Wen Hutou could reach the nine-layer Great Perfection of Qi training, but Wen Hutou was only a casual cultivator after all, and it was extremely difficult to gather enough resources in exchange for a foundation building order, so Niu Fan moved his mind to accept the apprentice.

With the title of a registered disciple, Wen Hutou is also a descendant of the Imperial Spirit Sect, but he saves the trouble of not having a foundation building order.

And the old man who was called Senior Brother Liang by Wen Hutou, except for the boy of Qingsong Zhenren, the old emperor Liang Rui of the Great Liang Kingdom, who else could there be, to say that this Liang Rui really has a persistent energy in cultivating immortals, not only practicing seriously, but also taking care of Qingsong Guan up and down by him in an orderly manner, and relying on his three-inch tongue, he coaxed Qingsong Zhenren to be happy and accepted him as an official disciple.

Liang Rui is actually quite capable, the kind of stupidity when he was addicted to wine was not the true embodiment of his ability, he wanted to cultivate immortals too much, so he was deceived, mistakenly believing that the demon queen with mana was bewitched, and mistakenly regarded the poisonous pill of Hehuan as an elixir.

Every time he thought of it, he regretted it, and more of it was a burst of shock, he still remembered that at the beginning, he gave the kind of poison pill he loved to take, and also gave a domineering name: "March does not pour pills". Now that he has entered the path of cultivation, he has knocked a lot of real elixirs, where he still doesn't know the harm of the previous poison pills, he often jokes that he has eaten the "laughing leg kicking pill" for several years, which makes Qingsongguan laugh up and down, and Liang Rui also took this to warn himself.

Liang Rui has a deep gratitude to Qingsong Zhenren, how can he not understand at this moment that the absurdity of the year has actually become a furnace for others to practice, or a woman's furnace.

If it weren't for Qingsong Zhenren taking him in and using fairy grass to regulate and detoxify him, he dared to play a hundred package tickets, he would have traveled west with the crane and accompanied the damn demon queen.

All this is thanks to Qingsong Zhenren, that is, his master, since he was a child, the master has not been perfunctory at all, and he treats him as a close disciple.

Because he was poisoned deeply, even if Qingsong Zhenren tried his best, in the process of detoxification, he still suffered countless pains, especially in the middle of the night, the cold qi increased, and the yin poison in him also broke out even more, he had no magic power at that time, how could he resist?

At that time, there is always the company of the master, and the luck of the poison into his body to share the pain for him, Rao is so, Liang Rui has wanted to bite off his tongue several times, the taste of torture is not as good as the pleasure of death, a hundred.

Maybe dead...... It won't hurt so much!