The immortal world boss who was delayed by e-sports

This scene is called "seeing" by a Jiansui, Jiang Yu himself does not care.

No matter how spiritual they are, they are not really living beings.

It is the right answer to be able to use it.

Besides, who takes a bath and puts on clothes.

Jiang Yu closed his eyes and leaned against the bucket, directing the little scrubbers who were all over their backs: put a little force there, and then come back and rub again.

Su Zi under the water was not full or he was unable to stand still when he was soaked in water, and his strength was not as strong as those who rubbed their necks in the water.

Hard.

Suddenly, Jiang Yu's hand under the water precisely grasped one of the strands that ran towards him three times.

He threw the strand away: there was no need for it.

That ray seemed to be ignorant, rubbed in front of him when he was rejected, and ran back again.

Jiang Yu cut it again, this time throwing it directly out of the barrel: dog thing.

In addition, the "use" of dog things is still very smooth and desirable - scrubbing, adding water, pouring back, getting towels, and dressing all in one.

Jiang Yu took a comfortable hot bath, and drank the sugar water brought up by the waiter in the shop. At this moment, he felt that it was okay not to be a superpower: the world is worth it.

Jiansui returned to its original size, standing alone by the table, as if silently watching Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu glanced at the sword thrown in the corner of the room, and signaled Jiansui with his eyes, it's okay, it's okay, hang it back by yourself.

Jiansui didn't move.

The sword disappeared out of thin air.

Jiang Yu was taken aback, and looked at the bead on the sword tassel: This dog is so wicked, can he surpass him as the sword master and control the sword body freely?

Forget it, no matter how crooked he is, he raised him, anyway, he will be by his side and listen to his words in the future, and he will not slip out and become a demon of his own to harm the world.

If Jiansui stays sticky, let him stick to it. Which dog doesn't always follow his master's footsteps?

But I don't know it, this is actually a bit pampering.

The sword tassel was floating in the air, as if thinking about something, and the tassel at the tail was gently swinging back and forth.

In a few days, this night, Jiang Yu took a short nap at night with a mortal routine.

This sleep was a bit terrible - when I fell asleep, I felt an unbearable and comfortable feeling that I had never felt before. When I woke up, I found that my underwear was wet.

Jiang Yu groaned to himself, his eyes fell to the pillow, Jiansui slept very peacefully today, neither clinging to him nor hugging his waist, Suzi all over his body wrote a sentence "There is no silver 300 taels here": nothing Nothing happened, it didn't know anything, and it didn't do anything.

Jiang Yu grabbed it, snapped his fingers with the other hand, and a ray of fire popped out from his fingertips.

Tassel was on fire, and Da Neng's slightly indifferent gaze was reflected on the fire: You dog, but you have gotten closer to him recently, and you've only been his sword spirit for a while, and you can't figure out your own identity anymore?

Evil things are evil things, and they took advantage of his unguardedness to make Dharmakaya break the precepts.

The tassel of Jiansui was hanging quietly in Jiang Yu's hand, with an attitude of being honest, willing to be burned, and having no regrets.

Jiang Yu naturally didn't let it go, the flame grew bigger and burned Jiansui completely.

And without Jiansui, the spirit-carrying "vessel", the sword spirit will naturally return to the sword that has dissipated between heaven and earth and has not been summoned by its master.

Jiang Yu recovered a person, at least he thought so.

He didn't know that in his sword, apart from the Great Demon Yan whom he mistook as a demon spirit back then, the master of Lan Yuan's bloodline, who sacrificed his own bloodline, and the moment the sword was refined, became another master of the sword. Owner.

To be precise, it is both the sword spirit and the sword master.

In this way, even without the carrier of Jiansui, the "Sword Spirit" does not need to return to the sword body.

As long as it is by Jiang Yu's side.

So when Jiang Yu was sleeping in bed again, a figure whose face could not be seen appeared in his dream.

At first glance, the figure was a man, lying on a soft bed with a lightly flying veil in his dream.

Jiang Yu approached, and the man stretched out his hand to him.

Jiang Yu held that hand, and the man pulled him up, hugged him from behind, whispered to him, and kissed behind his ear.

He turned him over again, pressed half on it, and untied his robe little by little.

Jiang Yu was very sober, his dharma body had been broken, so it was not surprising that he would have such a lustful dream.

He just doesn't understand, his dream, such a dream, why is there a man in the dream?

He never felt like he had a penchant for it.

Of course, he never thought he would like women before.

It's just that he was a man from the very beginning, which inevitably made Jiang Yu suddenly realize: So it was like this.

The figure had already stripped Jiang Yu clean, and came here...

When I woke up, no surprises, my underwear was soaked through.

Jiang Yu leaned against the head of the bed to recollect the dream, and suddenly realized again: Wait, is he the one below?Oh I see?

Jiang Yu felt that something was wrong: his grade was higher than most people, how could he be the one to be ridden on the bed.

If he intends to find a Taoist partner in the future, when he wants to practice double cultivation, the Taoist partner will lie down and wait for him, and he will also lie down next to the Taoist partner, waiting for the Taoist partner...

Jiang Yu had already become embarrassed early, and he was speechless. How did the rule of distinguishing between high and low ranks in the dual cultivation of the Immortal Gate come about?

It was so unkind to him.

But the dream still pleased him.

And Jiang Yu has always done what he wants since he broke through the realm and became a great power.

So the dream that makes him happy, naturally he can't just dream it once.

Anyway, Dharmakaya has already broken the precept.

What kind of mandarin ducks are neck-to-neck, tossed by clouds and rain, tossed by waves...

Until this day, I met Foti again. Foti looked at his ruddy complexion, then at the sword in his hand, and said bluntly that the sword is an evil thing, so throw it away as soon as possible.

He also asked: "Recently, you often let yourself out in the middle of the night, and in your dreams, you rub your ears with a man who can't see clearly?"

"Abandon the sword! It's not too late, it can still be remedied!"

At that time, Jiang Yu was hard-spoken, saying that he liked his sword more than people, but in fact, it was as if someone hit his foot with a stone in his heart——

That dream, the man in the dream, turned out to be...

Sword spirit?

For a moment, Jiang Yu was about to smash his sword.

The monk's sentence "a thing of obscenity and evil" is indeed correct.

And he soon realized that if the sword spirit did not return to the sword after leaving Jiansui, it would be the same if the sword was broken.

As for how to deal with that sword spirit——

Jiang Yu didn't fall asleep for more than a month.

If you don't enter the dream, the man in the dream, the sword spirit, naturally has no intersection with him.

On this day, Jiansui appeared out of thin air, floating in front of the table.

Jiang Yu touched the teacup and took a sip, then raised his eyelids: Can't hold back at last?

Jiansui stretched out a strand of tassel, across the table, and tied it on Jiang Yu's wrist in a long way, as if to coax people.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and glanced, remained calm, just continued drinking tea, and said calmly, "Since you are an expert, why bother to compromise."

The implication is: Who are you showing your hypocrisy?

The strand of tassel connecting Jiang Yu and Jiansui seemed to be frozen.

Jiang Yu: "Your Excellency must be the owner of the blue abyss blood in the sword."

"At the beginning, I regarded you as a demon spirit, but now that I think about it, it must be that you were trapped in the demon's breath for some reason, and I mistook you."

"When I was forging divine weapons, you jumped into the refining furnace, and the blood of Lan Yuan sacrificed the sword body. I thought you became a sword spirit. Now it seems that you are more than just a sword spirit."

Jiang Yu thought for a while, then looked at Jiansui with a pair of sharp and flat eyes: "I am the sword master, and so are you, yes."

"You forge a sword with your own blood, and become a sword spirit as well as a sword master, so you can naturally get rid of the sword."

Jiansui was silent.

Jiang Yu tore off the tassel on his wrist, threw it back to the other side of the table, poured a cup of tea for Jiansui in a confrontational manner, and said, "Your Excellency has been exposed, why don't you show your true face. "

The true face of the sword spirit cannot be changed just like a normal person.

There is no entity after all.

Jiang Yu made a trick on the spot, creating a void like a dream in the restaurant room.

As soon as the void appeared, Jiansui transformed into a human form from bottom to top on the spot.

That figure was clearly the man in the dream.

And that face—

In the dungeon, Jiang Yu recalled the past while killing demons in the dark:?

He Mutian? !

In the memory screen, the sword spirit held He Mutian's face, raised his hand, and used a long tassel thread wrapped around his wrist at some point, to pull Jiang Yu in front of him, dragged him into his arms, and hugged his waist tightly.

The man hugged the man, pinched Jiang Yu's chin as in the countless dreams before, and snorted: "Think I am an illusory thing in your dream consciousness, just let me perform on the bed and take whatever I want, and find that I am Sword Spirit, just turn your face and say something, Your Excellency?"

The man smiled evilly, his face approached, and his tone was ambiguous: "You are so cold-hearted, but because you confiscated your power last time, did it hurt you?"

The sword spirit didn't breathe, but they seemed to be surrounded by breath at that time.

The man stopped talking, and only looked deeply at the person in his arms with a pair of eyes.

The man in his arms was defeated, defeated by the man's blatant seduction, defeated by his own desire after breaking the precepts.

He put his arms around the man's neck and kissed him: "Then you should be lighter today."

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click!

Memories are over.

Jiang Yu withdrew his sword, did not slash monsters, did not attack dungeons, and did not explore the connection and truth between any dungeons and his previous life.

Memories and past experiences are so shameful to play...

Jiang Yu: I want to log off.

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"Easy?" The man snorted.

He moved down with one hand and asked, "Here?"

The hand around the waist went down, "Still here?"

Jiang Yu used spells to stabilize the virtual formation, and added several layers of protection inside and outside the room outside the formation.

It also strengthened the sword spirit's soul in the formation.

The man laughed again, and exhaled in Jiang Yu's ear: "I'm afraid the power of great power should not be used here?"

Jiang Yu tugged at his collar, but asked, "Do you want it?"

Men no longer talk nonsense, only action.