You are not allowed to become a demon through books

Apprentice, I'm afraid it's for saving blessings. "The implication is that the sect is doing good deeds.

"Look out." He shook the sound transmission flute, and then blew on it again.

Lu Zhuoyang could clearly feel the trembling of Yushi, and he couldn't believe it.

I only heard Jiang Ling say: "This thing can transmit sound, so I put it here. You hang the jade next to your body. If the stone moves, I am looking for you. Don't run around, remember to come to me quickly. Understood?"

Jiang Ling is also learning and selling now, but he looks serious, as if he knows a lot.Lu Zhuoyang was obviously confused by him: "Understood. What else should I pay attention to?"

Jiang Ling said: "If you want to pay attention to anything, just listen to me."

☆, unique

In Lu Zhuoyang's perception, Jiang Ling had always been well-informed, and his statement was naturally credible, so he obediently hung the jade on his chest.

He just vaguely felt that something was wrong, and he only felt it when he sat on the edge of the garden at night to enjoy the cool air—if this dumb flute is really for sound transmission, why didn't Fang Tianyue tell him earlier?

Through his clothes, Lu Zhuoyang touched the jade, why did he always have the feeling of being fooled?

Jiang Ling's room was dark and no one was there, so Lu Zhuoyang decided to take this opportunity to ask Fang Tianyue.

Unfortunately, the lights in Fang Tianyue's room were not on.

It was still early, and no one was there at this point, probably because Li Ruyu hadn't come back yet.Yuling Mountain is so big, and he didn't know where to find the two of them, so Lu Zhuoyang could only symbolically knock on the door, but no one answered, so he gave up.

Just as he was about to leave, Fang Tianyue came back and saw a figure loitering at the door from a distance, so he stopped him and said, "Junior brother, wait a minute."

Lu Zhuoyang turned around to see him, and said happily: "Brother, you are back."

Fang Tianyue pushed open the door and said, "I happen to have something to do with you, so let's come in and talk." He lit a candle and motioned for Lu Zhuoyang to sit down, "Master and Master Li are performing spells on you today, I feel it's okay. good?"

Honestly, it doesn't feel that good.But the discomfort was only temporary, and Lu Zhuoyang didn't want Fang Tianyue to worry, so he just waved his hand and said casually: "It's no problem, I can afford this bit of suffering."

"That's good." Fang Tianyue said, "If Master has any advice, you must listen to it."

"Of course." Lu Zhuoyang said, "Master asked Jiang Ling to tell me to go to Mingxin Pavilion again after seven days."

The meaning is self-evident.Fang Tianyue said: "As the master said, the spiritual power of the cultivation base is just something outside of the body, it is better than not being able to live well."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "I understand. I'm not good at cultivation, I'm good at eating, drinking and having fun."

"You." Fang Tianyue shook her head with a smile, and then asked, "Why are you here alone? Young Master Jiang is not with you?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "That's right. I haven't seen him after dinner, why did senior brother ask him?"

Thinking of the scene of Jiang Ling leaning against the bed rail to guard Lu Zhuoyang, Fang Tianyue felt embarrassed for a moment, but it was quickly covered up: "Young Master Jiang seems to be nice to you."

"It's okay. It's just that my temper is a bit bad." Hearing what Fang Tianyue said, Lu Zhuoyang felt a little happy, he pulled out the jade hanging around his neck, and asked, "Brother, look at this, do you recognize it? "

Fang Tianyue naturally recognized Yushi "Lovesickness". He just gave Li Ruyu his matching sound-transmitting flute the day before, and when Lu Zhuoyang asked, he had the illusion of being caught.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Fang Tianyue cleared her throat and asked.

Lu Zhuoyang lied nonsense, and said: "I found it when I was cleaning out the cupboard. I thought it looked good, so I took it out and put it on. This stone is of high quality. Brother, do you know where you got it? I don't remember."

When he first came to this world, Lu Zhuoyang accepted the memory of his original body with a splitting headache.But after living during this time, he can clearly feel that there are many things that have not been "passed" to him through that headache.

For example, Yuanshen has lived on the mountain for 22 years, but Lu Zhuoyang knew for the first time that there is a Jinghua Lake outside the courtyard when he went fishing with Yi Xiaofei; another example is this piece of jade, which is clearly in Yuanshen's locker , but he has no impression at all.

In addition, he hadn't figured out why Jiang Ling asked for the dumb flute, so he naturally didn't dare to tell the truth.

Fang Tianyue did not doubt him, but said with a complicated expression: "Didn't Mr. Jiang ask you to ask?"

Lu Zhuoyang immediately said, "Jiang Ling? What's the matter with Jiang Ling?"

"Then it's all right." Fang Tianyue breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Lu Zhuoyang meaningfully, "Senior brother will tell you the purpose of jade, but you must not tell others about it."

Lu Zhuoyang just couldn't figure out what Jiang Ling was doing, so he came to ask Fang Tianyue for advice, but judging by his appearance, this jade stone seemed to hide a big secret?

Thinking of this, Lu Zhuoyang couldn't help but get serious, and said solemnly: "Brother, don't worry, I will never disclose what happened today to others."

Fang Tianyue nodded, quite relieved: "This jade is called 'Acacia', and it is a token given to every disciple of the Spirit Control Sect when they formally enter the school, and there is only a sound transmission flute in the world to match it.

"The name of the sound transmission flute is 'Yajiao', and the sound it plays is invisible and soundless. Only the matching jade stone can be connected to it no matter how many miles away it is."

Hearing this, Lu Zhuoyang had a bad feeling.

"'When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.' This is the unique token of love for the disciples of the Spirit Controlling School. It is the only one and unique."

Lu Zhuoyang was stunned on the spot: "..."

Fang Tianyue didn't expect him to have such a reaction, and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Junior Brother, Junior Brother? What's wrong with you?"

Lu Zhuoyang grabbed his hand and said, "Brother, I have one last question for you, why can't you tell others the purpose of jade?"

Fang Tianyue was a little embarrassed, but she still told the truth: "The brothers in the school all know the inside story, so naturally they wouldn't ask you; and I gave the sound transmission flute to Miss Yu, and I have already told her the reason. .”

Lu Zhuoyang: "So the other people you mentioned are just referring to Jiang Ling?"

Fang Tianyue said: "Yes ... and no. When I gave Yajiao to Miss Yu, Mr. Jiang was by the side. Thinking about it now, it is really wrong. Mr. Jiang has always cared for Miss Yu, and he himself is smart. Transparent, I am worried that if he knows the purpose of Yajiao after some deliberation, he will return Yajiao to me."

"With Miss Ruyu's personality, if she doesn't want to quit, no one else can, right? But..." Lu Zhuoyang rubbed the jade stone with mixed feelings, nodded and said, "I don't want to say anything."

"It's so good." Fang Tianyue smiled and said, "When you started out as a baby, Acacia and Yajiao were put away, so it's understandable not to know. You should keep these two things away. In the future...you don't have to wait until the future, if you meet someone you like, you can give the corner of the corner to the other person. 'The king's heart is my heart, love and love together.' If you have a similar heart, it doesn't hurt to tell."

"'King's heart is my heart, love and love together.'" Lu Zhuoyang read it again, suddenly felt wrong, his face was hot, "I remembered that I still have something to do, so I went back first. Brother, you should rest early."

"Be careful on the road." Fang Tianyue said, "By the way, when the moon is full in seven days, there will be a full moon on Jinghua Lake, which is very beautiful. I promised Miss Yu to take her to see it. Would you like to go with... go?"

Lu Zhuoyang quickly waved his hands and refused, "I'm going to perform nail surgery in seven days, and I won't wake up at night, so go by yourself." After saying that, he ran out the door without looking back.

He buried his head and walked quickly, taking a few wrong steps without realizing it, and when he came back to his senses, he had already lost his way in the courtyard for a while.Usually, the way to walk the formation relies on the memory of the body, but now it stops suddenly, it is really not so easy to recall.

It was an hour after he walked out of the formation.Except when he first went to Yuling Mountain and wandered around in the maze for a long time, Lu Zhuoyang hadn't lost his way for a long time, and he was really ashamed at the moment.

Mimi Chengcheng returned to her residence, but the lights in the next room were still not turned on.

Haven't come back yet?Yuling Mountain is not his territory, so why run around in the middle of the night.

Lu Zhuoyang silently condemned the neighbor next door.

But he was a little lucky that he didn't see anyone.On the way back, he was still a little worried, afraid that he would run into Jiang Ling head-on and didn't know what to say, this would save trouble.

After chatting with Fang Tianyue, Lu Zhuoyang didn't understand Jiang Ling even more.My heart was ignorant, as if I was being held in a muddle.It seemed as if he had thought of something, but he didn't seem to think clearly.

For what purpose did Jiang Ling want to take away his sound-transmitting flute?

Is it because I don't know the real purpose of the sound transmission flute, and I want it when I see my junior sister?Or was Li Ruyu happy for a while, and after sharing the little feelings of the girl's family with his senior brother, out of jealousy, the senior brother also got one?

Or simply deliberate and know the meaning of the sound transmission flute, so forcefully ask for it?

Jiang Ling is not a person who is greedy for cheap, and it is very unlikely that someone who refuses the Heavenly Rank Sword several times without changing his face will be jealous of the dumb flute in his junior sister's hand, but the first two guesses are basically impossible.

As for the third guess, it's even more impossible, right?

Forcibly asking him for Lu Zhuoyang's token of love?

It's really ridiculous, is it possible that Jiang Ling really likes him?

Lu Zhuoyang chuckled twice, took off the jade and threw it on the bed.Yushi jumped twice on the thin quilt and rolled into the bed.When he saw that something was wrong, he rushed to catch it.It's a pity that it was half a beat too late, Xiangsi rolled into the gap in the side of the bed with the red string threaded on it, and fell under the bed with a bang.

……

……

……

With such a big reaction, it can't be true, right?

Lu Zhuoyang grabbed the bed rails, squeezed his head and looked into the crack of the bed. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.He could only jump out of the bed, and after doing some psychological construction, he bent down and crawled under the bed.After groping for a long time, I finally found the stone.

He sat on the floor beside the bed, wiped the ashes off his face, wiped the jade, and hung the red string in front of his eyes.

Acacia twirled, twisted the red rope round and round, it became tight, and turned out round and round in the opposite direction.When it was about to stop, Lu Zhuoyang gave it a push, so it kept turning forwards and backwards in circles.

What on earth is he thinking?Like it or not?

When I keep asking myself this question, what comes to my mind is not the reason for liking or disliking.

It was Jiang Ling's eyes.

No matter when he sneered, when he was angry, or when he didn't take it seriously, or when he was self-righteous, his shadow of Lu Zhuoyang was reflected in those dark eyes that were like ink and dotted with stars.

If this is the basis, then Jiang Ling probably likes him.

Because I like it, I go to Bingji Island and come back again, so I suppress my nature to save demons but not kill them, so I am willing to harm my true spirit?

But is it possible?

If you like someone, you will always fight against him and take pleasure in bullying him?

……

After thinking about the question for a while, I went back to the original point.

Just as his heart was beating like a drum, the door of the next room opened with a creak.In the silence of the night, this sound was amplified thousands of times.

Lu Zhuoyang's breath was suffocated.

He grabbed the jade into the palm of his hand.

There is no way to continue guessing like this, otherwise, why don't you just ask?

The author has something to say: (Note) When there is a limit to the ends of the earth, there is only endless lovesickness - from Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring? Spring Hate"

☆, paralysis

Lu Zhuoyang gave himself enough psychological training, a carp stood up, and stood behind the door with the idea of ​​success or success.

However, the hand that opened the door seemed to be extremely heavy, but no matter what, it couldn't be stretched out.

If Jiang Ling was not happy when asked, it would be fine to sneer at it; if it was simply because he was thinking too much, then it would be a good show.Let Jiang Ling think that he is a man who wants to eat swan meat, and confesses in a disguised form, it will be embarrassing.

With that person's temperament... it is not certain that he will be silenced.

Or don't ask?

But if I don't ask, this matter has been stuck in my heart, and I feel uncomfortable anywhere.

Lu Zhuoyang took two steps back and forth with his hands behind his back.

To die is to die.

If you want to die, you have to be a ghost.

He held his breath and walked out the door with his chest out, and the steps he took across the threshold were so heroic that he carried a sense of righteousness and dignity.However, he was determined to die, but he didn't see the lights in the next room.

There was a gap in the door of Jiangling House, the door panel trembled slightly in the night wind, but the inside was still dark, silent and speechless.The creaking sound was made just now, but it was just that the door was not closed properly and was blown open by the wind.

"...Fuck." Lu Zhuoyang cursed as he closed the door that didn't fit properly.

He felt a little complicated at the moment, a little disappointed and a little happy, he couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or happy, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

He had the illusion of being fooled by fate.I didn’t ask this time, so I probably won’t have the courage to ask a second time.

Don't bother.

Through the cloth, Lu Zhuoyang touched the jade lovesickness.

Just pretend you don't know.

He turned on his toes, ready to go back to the house.He raised his right foot half a step, and then his eyes went dark, and accompanied by the dull pain all over his body, he felt dizzy.

A thought flashed in his mind, "Jiang Ling, don't come back at this time." Then he fell to the ground without knowing his personnel.

All around is impenetrable darkness.

There was no light, no sound, and the flow of air stopped, only the strong smell of blood and rotting things filled the surroundings.

This place where nothing can be accurately perceived is full of death and despair, pain and struggle.It was so congested that people couldn't breathe.

You have to get out of here.

must leave.

leave!leave here!

The strong obsession made Lu Zhuoyang wake up from a coma. He sat up straight suddenly, breathing heavily.Sweat drenched his clothes, and the comfortable temperature around his body and the fresh air injected into his lungs made him find reality.

It turned out to be a nightmare.

Those disgusting smells of blood and putrefaction are not real.

Lu Zhuoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

He noticed his current situation. He was sitting in the aisle between his room and Jiang Ling's room. It was already bright, and the bell for the end of morning class had just struck three times in the distance.

This taught him three things.

The fourth spirit breaking nail failed to suppress the demon, and his demon blood broke out.

He fell asleep outside the house all night.

And Jiang Ling hasn't come back yet.

Lu Zhuoyang sat on the ground, waiting for the numbness in his hands and feet to subside.

When he fell down last night, his posture was not good, his hands and feet were pressed, and his blood was blocked all night. Now he sits up without cushioning. It may be nothing at first, but as time goes by, the pain after paralysis It appeared bit by bit, like a poisonous thorn stabbed by a needle, getting stronger and stronger, piercing straight into the bone.

Just waiting for the pain to pass for a while, Lu Zhuoyang broke out in sweat again.

He was able to move his hands and feet, but he still couldn't use his strength. He could only support the ground with his hands, climbed to the bottom of the wall in a very embarrassing manner, then supported the wall, stood up and moved into the room little by little.

Fortunately, Jiang Ling wasn't there, otherwise he would have been scolded again.

Although I don't know what Jiang Ling will scold, it's always right not to be known by him.

Lu Zhuoyang gritted his teeth and moved forward half a minute.

Usually, the distance that can be reached in two steps is extremely difficult at this time. He struggled to move to the door, but he couldn't stand firmly, and accidentally leaned on the door.The door panel couldn't bear it, so it opened straight inward, and a person like Lu Zhuoyang who leaned on it with his whole body weight on it must have suffered a heavy fall.

He murmured inwardly, and tried his best to protect his head and face, so as not to fall too badly.

But before Lu Zhuoyang fell to the ground, someone grabbed his waist, hooked him back, pressed the vest, and embraced him.

Lu Zhuoyang wanted to say thank you, but felt dizzy for a while, and was hugged by the man.

Jiang Ling's gloomy complexion flashed before Wei Aye's eyes, and it could be seen that he was in a very bad mood at the moment, Lu Zhuoyang didn't dare to touch him, and closed his mouth wisely.

In the end, Jiang Ling still found out.Fortunately, although he was in a bad mood, he didn't mean to get angry. Lu Zhuoyang felt relieved a little, but his current posture made him a little at a loss. He didn't know whether to keep his empty hands empty or rest them on Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling didn't let him struggle for too long, kicked the door straight and put him on the bed.The angry door panel slammed against the wall vigorously, and then bounced back, making a creaking sound, which sounded quite aggrieved.

Lu Zhuoyang felt sorry for his door, but he dared not say it.

This was the second time in the past two days that Jiang Ling sent the half-dead Lu Zhuoyang back to his room.

I can't tell the reason, but I am very angry.

Especially angry with myself.

The first time it was caused by spells and there was nothing to do; but this time, Lu Zhuoyang's precarious condition had nothing to do with him not being able to take care of him.If something happens to that idiot...

Jiang Ling was very irritable when this thought popped into his mind, and Jiang Ling didn't want to think about it.He sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand to touch the person, but felt that it was inappropriate, he hesitated for a while with a dirty face, and finally put his hands behind his back, asking: "Is it better?"

He didn't ask why Lu Zhuoyang moved back from the outside, naturally he roughly guessed the reason, and Lu Zhuoyang saved the effort to explain.

Lying on the soft bed, he nodded after the discomfort subsided, then slowly opened his eyes and said, "It's not that serious. I just slept outside the house all night, and my legs and feet are a little numb." He paused. After a pause, I still asked my doubts, "Where did you go last night?"

Jiang Ling was shocked.Not because of the question Lu Zhuoyang asked, but because he was shocked by his situation at this moment.

Lu Zhuoyang couldn't see it himself, but Jiang Ling could see it clearly.

The body has no demonic features, and his face is a little pale, but he is still awake.It's just that those eyes, which were originally black and white, didn't recover with the person's waking up, and they showed a red blood color.

It should belong to the eyes of monsters.

Demonized without knowing it, Lu Zhuoyang's situation became more serious.

The calm for many days was just an appearance, and the second attack was so menacing.The double-numbered spirit breaking nails really didn't work.

--wrong.

A thought flashed in Jiang Ling's mind.

According to common sense, even if the Spirit Breaking Nails are even numbers, they should be somewhat useful, at least to ease the onset of demonic blood.Now it is the opposite, just as soon as the nail is dropped during the day, something happens at night, which is really unreasonable.

The effect of the Spirit Breaking Nail is really as simple as the rumors say?Or is it not about breaking the spirit nail, but about the three hidden seals around Lu Zhuoyang's neck?

What kind of secret is hidden in him?

This matter must be investigated.

Jiang Ling came back to his senses, and then he asked the question just now: "I went to Master's residence at night, and followed the instructions to rest and recuperate."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Oh."

Li Moming and the old man Mingxin used their spiritual power to perform spells for him. Although he was ignorant, he still knew a thing or two.Li Moming may not have fully recovered the spiritual power lost in the previous round, and this time he worked hard again, which must have caused a lot of damage.

Lu Zhuoyang felt a little sorry, but it was hard to say words of consolation, after all, it was because of him that the two old people were hurt. If he consoled him, it would be counterproductive and make people feel hypocritical.

Seeing Lu Zhuoyang's hesitation, Jiang Ling comforted him: "Master and the old man Mingxin are in good condition. They are all capable in the distraction period, and they will be careful in their actions. You don't have to worry too much."

It was rare for Jiang Ling to say nice things a few times, but Lu Zhuoyang was very useful, as if the words came out of his mouth, as if they were real gold and silver.

Lu Zhuoyang felt a little more at ease, but he was not at ease. He tugged at Jiang Ling's cuff and said, "What about you? Are you feeling better?"

Jiang Ling said disapprovingly, "Of course it's very good." Seeing that Lu Zhuoyang's complexion had calmed down and his complexion improved a little, he said again: "If you have so much energy to take care of me, let's take care of yourself first."

Lu Zhuoyang stopped talking.

Jiang Ling thought to himself: Could it be that he said something wrong?How could this man be so unhappy?

However, he really felt that Lu Zhuoyang should give priority to taking care of himself, and he didn't think there was anything wrong, he just added: "Although I am only in the Nascent Soul stage, I have a sense of proportion in my actions. Naturally, I will recover very quickly if I follow the teacher. But you, you still have to Be more careful. From today until the full moon is over, you are not allowed to run around.... I will not go to see Master in the future, but stay next door at night, and come to me if you have anything to do."

Jiang Ling went to Li Moming at night to cultivate his body, and it is not good to delay his recovery because of him, right?

Lu Zhuoyang hesitated, and said: "Will it affect you? I like to move, but you like to be quiet. In fact, it doesn't matter much. It happened once, and it will definitely be a long time before the next attack. You can rest assured to recuperate. I didn't Question, really..."

Lu Zhuoyang kept talking, Jiang Ling's expression darkened, and he said, "Shut up."

Lu Zhuoyang suddenly stopped his voice.

Seeing his innocent face, Jiang Ling felt angry, and said viciously, "Don't talk nonsense."

The person in front of him clearly has no merits, but it seems that he has cast a spell on him, making him unable to think about anything other than "I must save this idiot".

In his thoughts, the return of the true spirit is just a trivial matter.

The world is full of disturbances, and nothing is more important than the person in front of you.

The author has something to say: the first part of the next chapter is my favorite, it’s a bit of a joke [hee hee hee hee hee

☆, strong kiss

Jiang Ling looked directly at Lu Zhuoyang's bloodshot eyes, bent down little by little, and said word by word: "There is no sign of this attack, how can you guarantee that it won't get worse? And how can you guarantee that you can survive until the full moon? Is it just a fluke? I have great fortune and destiny, so I can hang out for three to five days?"

Needless to say, Jiang Ling's questions touched Lu Zhuoyang's heart, which was exactly what he was thinking at the moment.

Seen through his thoughts, Lu Zhuoyang was a little embarrassed.

In addition, Jiang Ling got closer and closer to him, the distance between the two was less than half a foot, which made it difficult for him to breathe. He stretched out a hand and pressed it against Jiang Ling's chest, preventing him from approaching further.And defended himself: "I think this is not a random guess, there is a basis for it. There is more than a month between this attack and the last one, and the situation is not serious. You are so alarmist to scare me, I, I am not afraid. "

Jiang Ling chuckled, and suddenly his face darkened: "Aren't you afraid? It's best not to be afraid."

Before it was too late, Jiang Ling grabbed his wrist with one hand and the skirt of his clothes with the other, lifted him up, and pressed him firmly against the bedside table.

Lu Zhuoyang hadn't fully recovered yet, and at this moment he slammed into the cabinet, his back hurt a little, and he was dizzy from the knock, Lu Zhuoyang let out a pain, angry in his heart, and said angrily: "Jiang Ling, what are you doing?" ?”

But Jiang Ling didn't answer, he raised his leg, turned over and sat on him, and then drew out the lotus ice with one free hand.The ice flower spun twice in mid-air, elongating into a slender and sharp ice blade.

The ice blade landed on Jiang Ling's palm, he gathered his five fingers together, and gently held the ice blade in his palm.

Lu Zhuoyang's heart skipped a beat, and he struggled hard: "What are you going to do? Jiang Ling, I warn you, don't act recklessly, even if you drain the blood, I won't drink it!"

He's smart enough to know what he's going to do.The corner of Jiang Ling's lips curled up, his wrist was turned over with the palm facing down, and then his five fingers tightened.

After the ice blade cut through his palm, it turned into a wisp of white air and dissipated.Bright red blood dripped down his clenched fist, making his complexion pale.A light red true spirit faintly mixed in the blood, lingering in the gaps between the lines, will not fall.

A few drops of clear blood dripped on Lu Zhuoyang's white underwear, and he fainted all of a sudden.Jiang Ling pressed his palm to his lips and urged, "Drink quickly."

Lu Zhuoyang turned his head away, refusing to drink anyway.He stared at the other party with squinted eyes, and squeezed out curse words from between his teeth: "Jiang Ling! Are you out of your mind?"

Jiang Ling pushed his palm closer to half an inch, and said, "Be good, don't force me to be rough."

Lu Zhuoyang repeated his old trick, turned his head to the other side, and said loudly: "Senior brother told me that medicinal blood can only alleviate the onset of demonic nature but cannot cure it. What you are doing is nothing more than drinking poison to quench your thirst. It wastes the true spirit and damages the body. I'm not very useful, and it's thankless, why bother?"

Jiang Ling was extremely angry: "I, Jiang Ling, need you, an idiot, to teach me what I do? Just tell me, do you want to drink today?"

"Don't drink!"

Lu Zhuoyang tightly grabbed Jiang Ling's bloody hand, and tried his best to push it away, he was terrified.It wasn't just that Jiang Ling was about to lose a true spirit who was terrified.

It is even more terrified of the real reason behind Jiang Ling's abandonment of the true spirit without hesitation.

Jiang Ling is not a person who sacrifices his life for righteousness, nor is he a person who sacrifices himself for others, nor is he the righteous and honest boy in the original novel.

"Jiang Ling!" Lu Zhuoyang shouted.He felt that the volume was a little out of control, paused, lowered his voice, and said hesitantly, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Jiang Ling was suffocated.Then he was furious, and said sharply: "What are you doing?!" After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but grab Lu Zhuoyang's hand on his chest, hold him in place, and then pressed his bloody palm to his lips.

He sucked hard, took the clear blood mixed with the real spirit into his mouth, then stuck two fingers on Lu Zhuoyang's cheeks, and forced him to open his mouth with a little force.

Lu Zhuoyang couldn't speak, and struggled to move even more. Jiang Ling's body sank, pressing him firmly.Lu Zhuoyang couldn't move, so he could only stare round his eyes, trying to convey his anger to the other party.It's just that the eyes lost black and white, and were so red that they were dazzling.

Jiang Ling puffed out his cheeks, and sneered in his heart: It's so ugly.

Then she bent down, tilted her head slightly, and pressed her lips firmly against Lu Zhuoyang's.

The rusty smell instantly spread in the mouth.

The sudden situation made Lu Zhuoyang forget to struggle, and he could only let Jiang Ling suck up the blood, and then put it into his mouth.

Jiang Ling, in a cuddling posture, tapped lightly on the acupuncture point between Lu Zhuoyang's throat.

With a roll in the throat, he swallowed all the clear blood.

He could feel a different kind of touch mixed in the blood, a very thin ray of cold and hot power intertwined - it was another true spirit of Jiang Ling.

Lu Zhuoyang was stunned for a moment.The momentary trance made him a little relaxed, and he didn't know that the simple movement of crossing the blood had changed.

The blood in Jiang Ling's mouth had been delivered completely, and the blood red in Lu Zhuoyang's eyes also faded away a little bit as he expected, revealing black and white, and his ugly face eased.

Jiang Ling felt slightly relieved.He breathed a sigh of relief, but did not leave.

There seemed to be an indescribable attraction between the lips and teeth mixed with the smell of rust, which made him linger in a daze.

He backed away a little, the corners of his lips trembled, and then pressed them together again.

The blood-stained lips were soft and warm, he just touched, pressed and licked.However, there is a voice in my heart, clamoring: Bite him!eat him!

He suddenly held the other's lips again, frantically gnawed and couldn't make up his mind, the joy ignited by his limbs and bones made him unable to extricate himself, wishing to rub the person in front of him hard into his body.

It wasn't until he pushed the person down on the bed that Lu Zhuoyang groaned in pain, which made him wake up suddenly, backed away abruptly, and retreated to the other side of the bed in a panic.

Lu Zhuoyang hadn't recovered from the sudden sexual harassment when he saw Jiang Ling's vest leaning against the bed rail, with a panicked expression on his face, and shock, grievance, and disbelief in his beautiful thick black eyes .The complexion is even more wonderful, blue, white, red, and green, as if the vat of the dyeing workshop was knocked over, changing numbers.

Lu Zhuoyang licked the corners of his bruised lips, and the moment he said "you...", he woke up in a fright as if he had been stabbed in pain, and jumped off the bed like a snake, pushing away the tables and chairs all the way , Stumbled and ran out as if fleeing.

Lu Zhuoyang: "..." He really wanted to greet this ancestor's ancestor.

The effectiveness of blood cleansing began to show, and sleepiness hit my heart.

Lu Zhuoyang lay on his back on the bed, and silently gave a thumbs up in his heart: Jiang Ling, you are amazing.People who don't know the truth will probably think that Lao Tzu kissed you forcefully when they see you like this.

The slumber caused by the medicine blood didn't last long. After half an hour, Lu Zhuoyang woke up.

After waking up, the soreness disappeared, and the spirit was even more vigorous.He woke up refreshed, and when he was about to leave, he realized that the door was actually open.

Jiang Ling left it on when he went out.

Lu Zhuoyang stopped and looked down at the clothes he was wearing.

A little bit of blood stained the underwear like plum blossoms.

Then he recalled what Jiang Ling did before going out.

Not only deprived him of his first kiss inhumanely, but also ran away like a little daughter-in-law with an aggrieved face.

Ran.

Ran? ?

Who the hell is being taken advantage of? ? ! ! !

Lu Zhuoyang scratched his hair severely, then turned around and changed his blood-stained clothes.

Don't let me see him today, Lu Zhuoyang spat harshly.

See you hit once.

He stepped out of the door, and when he saw who was the person opposite the main entrance, he withdrew his foot again.

Jiang Ling was squatting on the fence of the corridor, holding the scabbard tightly in one hand, and the hilt in the other hand, staring at the door with a gloomy face, and staring at the face of the person when he saw someone coming out .With that formation, he could draw out his sword at any time and split him in half.

Three big words popped out of Lu Zhuoyang's mind: I can't afford to provoke you.

He stepped back, preparing to close the door.

"Stop!" shouted the man outside.

Lu Zhuoyang bit the bullet and stayed where he was.

"Come here," the man called again.

This time Lu Zhuoyang didn't move.

The man grew impatient, jumped off the fence, and came towards him.

Lu Zhuoyang pouted his neck and said, "Don't come here! Don't think that I'm grateful to you for giving me the real spirit!" He unconsciously licked the corner of his cut lips, and said softly, "... …Who is it really, it’s neither serious nor serious.”

Jiang Ling stood still two feet away from him, listened without missing a word, his face turned green and white for a moment, awkwardly, and said arrogantly: "You are not allowed to mention a word about the matter just now, do you hear me?"

Lu Zhuoyang: "..."

Jiang Ling squinted his eyes and looked Lu Zhuoyang up and down. The blood cleansing effect was not bad. He was slightly satisfied, took out a soft cloth bag, and threw it over.

Lu Zhuoyang caught it with both hands, and when he opened it, it turned out to be an omelet with bean sprouts and rice shreds rolled in it, and it was still hot to the touch.

It happened that he missed his meal and was hungry.Don't talk nonsense, just open your mouth wide.Pulling on the wound, it hurts a bit, and I'm wheezing from eating.

Seeing that he was eating vigorously, Jiang Ling was happy, but his face was still serious, and he explained: "This is the only one left in the dining room." Then he said, "Next time I will take you to Linyuan City. Cakes are first class.”

Lu Zhuoyang nodded while eating: "Take Junior Brother Xiaofei and let him learn more."

Jiang Ling glanced at the corner of his mouth, not very happy, and said: "Hurry up and follow me after eating."

Lu Zhuoyang became vigilant: "Where are you going? What are you going to do?"

Jiang Ling said: "Go to the practice room. Your foundation is too weak, and I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it when the moon is full. There is still time to adjust your breath. It's better to sharpen your guns before the battle than to do nothing. "

Lu Zhuoyang said: "I won't go."

It's not that he hasn't tried to practice breath adjustment before, but the results are obvious at the beginning, and it seems that his spiritual power has increased, but within two days, the effect will disappear.It's fine once or twice, and he doesn't want to waste this time any more.

Jiang Ling didn't care, insisting on pulling him over.

While the two were chatting and fighting, a junior brother ran over from a long way away.

Seeing Jiang Ling, the junior brother blushed, "Gu Jiang... Young Master."

"..." Lu Zhuoyang said, "Is there something wrong? I see you running in a hurry."

That senior brother seemed to have just seen his senior brother, and hurriedly said: "Someone is trapped in the maze at the foot of the mountain, some senior brothers went down to have a look. The man claimed to be a disciple of Zhuyunmen, and everyone couldn't tell the truth from the false, so I asked Aunt Jiang ...Young master, go and have a look."

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"A disciple of Zhuyunmen?" Lu Zhuoyang immediately thought of someone. He looked at Jiang Ling and asked, "Isn't it your junior brother Jingqiu?"

Jiang Ling said: "Xiaojing and the elders are tracking down the whereabouts of Luo Xiu and Xuanyue, how come here?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Go and have a look and you will know?" He rolled up the empty soft cloth bag and put it in his arms, and said to his junior, "Where is that man now?"

The younger brother said courteously: "