Hell Villa.

Back Mountain.

"Simon blows snow!"

Jing Wuming looked at Ximen Blowing Snow who was chopping wood, his eyes were stunned at first, and then a sword intent rose.

When a peerless swordsman encounters a peerless swordsman, he will inevitably have the urge to compete with swords!

Ximen Fuxue just glanced at Jing Wuming lightly, and then continued to chop wood.

Jing Wuming frowned.

"Let's make it!"

Just then, a voice rang out from behind.

Jing Wuming looked back and saw a young man walking with water.

The young man looked ordinary, like an ordinary subordinate.

But Jing Wusheng's intuition told him that this person was a swordsman, a very powerful swordsman.

Portraits flashed through his mind.

The rivers and lakes are so big, many peerless swordsmen, he has never seen them, but he has collected portraits of each other.

"Third Young Master Xie Xiaofeng of Divine Sword Villa!?"

Jing Wuming stared at the young man and said in a deep voice.

"You're mistaken, my name is Aji."

Xie Xiaofeng picked up the water and skillfully poured it into the tank.

Jing Wuming stood there and watched, feeling that everything he saw today was really incredible.

"Young man, you have nothing to do now, just follow me to remove the grass and dig the ground!"

A little old man came over with a hoe on his shoulder, followed by a young man Gong Jiu.

Jing Wuming stared at the two of them.

His swordsman's instincts told him that both of them were very dangerous, especially this unsightly, ordinary-looking little old man, who was even more unfathomable.

"Who are you?"

Jing Wuming couldn't help but ask.

"The little old man is a farmer, my name is Wu Ming, and his name is Gong Jiu!"

The little old man said with a grin.

Jing Wuming thought about it, but he had never heard of these two names.

But this Heavenly Hell Villa is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Jing Wuming thought that he was also a prisoner now, and seeing that Ximen Fuxue and the others were working, he had no choice but to pick up a hoe and follow the little old man and Gong Jiu to remove grass and dig the ground.

In the medicine field, Murong Jiu's light and graceful figure shuttled through the fields, taking care of the medicinal herbs in the fields.

"That's the Nine Girls, the medicinal fields here are all taken care of by the Nine Girls and Miss Su, these herbs are carefully cultivated by the son, and they are very precious!"

The little old man smiled kindly and introduced Jing Wuming.

Jing Wuming glanced at Murong Jiu, he knew that the women in the villa were basically women from Jiang Prison, and they were probably very powerful!

Murong Jiu has also heard that the youngest sister of the Murong family is the most beautiful and intelligent of the nine shows in the world.

Although he has never set foot in the rivers and lakes in the deep boudoir, his reputation is not weaker than that of Emei Sixiu.

Jing Wuming was not interested in women, even if Murong Jiu was beautiful, he didn't look at it much, his eyes fell on those medicinal herbs.

Although he was not proficient in medicinal herbs, he still knew some common herbs.

But he found that everything here seemed to be different from what he knew, and they generally grew stronger and better, and they looked extraordinary.

"The medicinal materials cultivated by Jiang Gongzi are really extraordinary!"

Jing Wuming sighed in his heart.

Thinking of Jiang Prison's resurrection of Shangguan Jinhong in the palm of his hand, that miraculous method is really like a god.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Prison is really like a god at this moment.

He reached out to wrap his hand around Lin Xian'er's soft and slender waist, lowered his head and choked her ruddy cherry mouth, unceremoniously.

But thinking that Lin Xian'er is still a virgin.

Jiang Jian picked her up and left the hot spring pool and went back to her room.

Jiang Jian directly and rudely pushed open the door and entered Lin Xian'er's room.

Her room is still clean and spotless.

No one else has been here either.

Jiang Jian was very satisfied.

After all, no one likes that kind of dirty room and environment.

Especially if someone has died.

Everyone has a love for beauty.

Lin Xian'er is worthy of being the first beauty in the martial arts among the ruthless swordsmen of the amorous swordsman, not only is her appearance beautiful and flawless, but she also has something unique inside.

It's no wonder that the martial arts masters in the original book are all as if they have never seen a woman, and they are willing to die for her.

It's a pity that they can't enjoy it.

From the moment Lin Xian'er stepped into the Heavenly Hell Mountain Villa, it had become a private thing, and others could not appreciate her supreme style.

Only Jiang Prison can enjoy this blessing exclusively.

"Childe is really a fairy, with vast magical powers and boundless mana......"

Lin Xian'er originally wanted to rely on her body to persuade Jiang Jian to let her bow down under her pomegranate skirt, but now she realized that she was thinking too much.

She is like a lonely boat in the sea, she can't do anything but go with the flow.

Even this moment.

All the miscellaneous thoughts in her mind were gone.

Because she no longer has the energy to think about anything else.

Time is like water.

The sun is setting, and the remnant sun is like blood, just like Lin Xian'er's ruddy and moving cheeks at the moment.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was asleep, as if she was awake but not awake, as if her soul had been out of her body and flew out of the clouds.

The night is like water, and the moon is bright and clean.

The cold moonlight penetrated into the window, sprinkled on Jiang Jian and Lin Xian'er's bodies, and finally quietly receded.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

Jiang Jian woke up quietly, opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xian'er, who was holding him in his arms.

At this moment, Lin Xian'er didn't want to wake up.

She's lost half her life.

I slept soundly.

Even if Jiang Prison slapped her, she might not wake up.

Jiang Jian exhaled a breath of turbidity, refreshed.

For Lin Xian'er, he has no pity.

Anyway, Lin Xian'er won't die.

Even if she died, he could resurrect her.

Jiang Jian got out of bed, looked at Lin Xian'er, and found that she was seriously injured.

Jiang Jian took out a silk scarf and wiped the purulent wound, and then took out a special ointment to reduce swelling and relieve pain and rubbed it.

After taking the medicine, Jiang Prison Shi Shiran left the room.

He took a deep breath of the fresh morning air outside, and his whole body was full.

Jiang Yuyan and Yunmeng Fairy came to serve Jiang Prison with hot water and towels to wash up.

Yunmeng Fairy picked up Jiang Prison's hand, and saw that Jiang Prison still had healing ointment on his hand, so he wiped it off first, and then cleaned it.

Looking at Jiang Prison's slender and beautiful hand, Fairy Yunmeng's cheeks were slightly red.

Her legs tightened.

After some washing.

After breakfast, Jiang Jian looked at the sky, the wind was beautiful, and it was a good time for fishing.

"Yunmeng, let them dig some earthworms for me, and I'll use them for fishing later!"

Jiang Prison commanded.

He likes to use earthworms when he fishes.

"Yes, Childe!"

Fairy Yunmeng came to the back mountain and asked Jing Wuming to dig up a box of earthworms, and then took them back.

Jiang Jian asked Jiang Yuyan to cultivate, and he took Yunmeng Fairy to go fishing.

Thousand Streams Lake.

A small ship of magic weapons, drifting with the waves.

Jiang Jian sat on soft felt, his back against the cabin.

Yunmeng Fairy leaned on Jiang Prison's arms, picked up a grape with her slender jade fingers, peeled it, and fed it to Jiang Prison's mouth.

Jiang Prison's big hand rested on Yun Meng's slender and slender straight thigh.

Fishing requires patience, it needs to wait, and Jiang Prison is very patient.

What's more, he can still detain the eel.

And whether it's fishing or buttoning eel, the important thing is not the fish, but the process of enjoying that fishing button.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Jiang Jian found that today's fish seem to have a bad appetite and don't take the bait.

Jiang Jian didn't care, anyway, he fished to enjoy the process of fishing, but to eat fish.

"Brother Jiang!"

A small boat approached, and Murong Jiu's slender and graceful body stood on the bow of the boat, shouting at Jiang Prison.

There was also a girl in red beside her.

The girl is as beautiful as a fairy, charming and infinite, her eyes are like stars, playful and flexible, and she is so beautiful that she is breathless.

She is not as beautiful as a human, like a fairy, so she is called "Little Fairy".

Little fairy Zhang Jing!

"Jiu'er!"

Jiang Jian bowed slightly at Murong Jiu and Zhang Jing.

"Childe ......"

Fairy Yunmeng's legs tightened, but fortunately, Jiang Prison didn't continue to bully her.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Jian looked at Murong Jiu and the little fairy, and guessed in his heart that there should be something to find him, otherwise he would not have come here on purpose.

Yunmeng Fairy fed a grape to Jiang Prison's mouth, then took out a silk scarf and wiped the lake water on Jiang Prison's hands.

Murong Jiu and Zhang Jing's light figures fell, and they jumped from the boat to the front of Jiang Prison.

"Brother Jiang, it's Aunt Zhang who seems to have encountered something unclean!"

Murong Jiu didn't hide it, and said directly.

"Unclean things? Aunt Zhang? ”

Jiang Prison's heart moved, and he said:

"Jade lady Zhang Sanniang?"

"Hmm."

Murong Jiu nodded, her mother and Zhang Sanniang were sisters, and she and the little fairy Zhang Jing were also cousins.

"Unclean things? Let's be specific! ”

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(End of chapter)