I Am the Righteous Master

She is just a temporary personality, even if she was born because of Dao Yan's two births, she is not perfect, love and hate are all determined by the main personality.

As long as Luo Qingqiu still hates Jiang Yun, she will not have any hostility towards Jiang Yun.

"I don't know what's going on, this woman... didn't have so many moths before."

"Luo Qingqiu" looked at her body, "It should be the magical spiritual power of Dao Yan's two life flowers that protected her body."

"How do you break this layer of golden light?" Jiang Yun said in a deep voice.

Wild fire, in spring.

Jiang Yun still understood the principle of cutting grass and roots.

Although he could leave now, Luo Qingqiu got this opportunity for nothing.

If this trouble is not completely solved, there will be endless troubles.

What's more, this woman still owes her a debt that she hasn't repaid!

"Of course it's for the servant to control the initiative of this body."

"Luo Qingqiu" pursed his lips into a smile, and there was a bit of thrilling beauty in his playfulness.

She held her fair little fist and raised it in front of Jiang Yun:

"But whether you can control her body depends on whether Mr. Xiaolang works hard."

"How to do it?"

Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Luo Qingqiu" stretched out a slender white hand, and gently stroked Jiang Yun's chest.

She leaned close to his ear, opened her red lips slightly, and exhaled warm air:

"Of course it's to make my family... like you more."

"Luo Qingqiu" blinked at Jiang Yun:

"This woman will come out again in a while, but she can't do anything. At that time, it will depend on Xiao Langjun's ability."

After finishing speaking, "Luo Qingqiu" took a few steps back, smiled gently at Jiang Yun, and saluted Shi Shiran.

"asshole!"

Luo Qingqiu's beautiful eyes widened, and the anger in her eyes almost turned into substance.

She regained control of her body, and looked at the palm of her hand that touched Jiang Yun's chest just now, as if she had touched the most filthy thing in the world.

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand and stroked the broken hair around her ear, playing with a strand of black hair in his hand.

Luo Qingqiu wanted to resist, but found that he was the same as before, unable to move.

The cool raindrops fell on her face, and Luo Qingqiu's body felt a little chilly.

"It's already afternoon."

Jiang Yun glanced at the sky outside the cliff. The heavy rain was about to end and the weather became clear again.

"Fairy Luo, let's make a bet."

Jiang Yun smiled, looked at the cold jade fairy in front of him, and said.

"There are still about two hours between now and sunset.

If Fairy Luo can last two hours in my hands, I will let Fairy Luo go..."

There was interest in Jiang Yun's eyes.

"What if I don't last two hours?"

Luo Qingqiu narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly.

"If the fairy can't hold on and forgets herself completely." Jiang Yun sighed, "Then the fairy...is no longer a fairy."

Luo Qingqiu felt a chill in his heart.

Jiang Yun's meaning was obvious.

If she can't last two hours in the opponent's hands, she will lose her clarity.

Then that "Luo Qingqiu" personality will completely replace her.

"Okay, Fairy Luo, I'm going to start."

Jiang Yun was as gentle as jade, and spoke softly.

………………

"Um……"

Luo Qingqiu slumped on the ground, there was rough sand and gravel under his body, and his body was dripping with sweat.

With the golden light protecting her body, Jiang Yun didn't really do anything to her.

It's just a few clicks with your fingers.

Jiang Yun was wearing a big cloak and neatly dressed. He looked at the beautiful sword fairy in front of him with a smile, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up:

"There is still time for a stick of incense, Fairy Luo can't hold it anymore?"

"you shut up!"

Luo Qingqiu took a breath, came back to his senses, and gritted his teeth.

"Fairy might as well give up as soon as possible, so as to avoid this kind of trouble."

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand, wiped Luo Qingqiu's vermilion lips, and said with a smile:

"Fairy Luo is as cold as jade in front of outsiders, but I didn't expect her body to be like this..."

"Bah, bastard, bastard..."

Luo Qingqiu took a few mouthfuls of force.

"It's better for Fairy Luo to give up as soon as possible. Haven't you noticed the change in your soul?"

Jiang Yun looked at her with pity in his eyes.

Luo Qingqiu was startled.

Just now she was dizzy, only thinking about confronting the other party, but didn't notice the condition of her own body.

But now, she felt that her consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

"no, do not want……"

Luo Qingqiu gasped for breath, and for the first time there was panic in his eyes.

She felt as if her soul was leaving her body, leaving this body.

"Even if I don't do anything, your own consciousness will slowly disappear under the influence of Dao Yan's two life flowers."

Jiang Yun looked at her as if looking at a poor creature.

"One more cup of tea, your consciousness will completely dissipate, as if you have never appeared in this world."

Jiang Yun's voice was very gentle, falling into Luo Qingqiu's ears, it sounded like a demon whispering.

"Your memory of more than 300 years will be received by another person, and your identity, your status, and your body will no longer have anything to do with you."

He reached out and stroked her cheek gently.

"That person will be more likable than you, gentler and more beautiful than you."

"There is no joy in life, and no pain in death. The fairy has practiced for many years and has a profound realm. She must have already realized this level.

Even if you disappear from the world, you won't care at all, right? "

Jiang Yun looked at her with a smile.

"Anyway, no one will know. Anyway, you won't have any pain. People who are about to disappear, so you don't have to ask for a way, right?"

"No, I don't want to do this..."

Luo Qingqiu shook her head vigorously, big teardrops fell from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Yun's gentle voice sounded like a magic voice, and her body was trembling.

She seemed to be able to see that the witch born from her body was walking towards her.

Luo Qingqiu's voice was filled with tears:

"I don't want to, I don't want to disappear..."

At this moment, a voice like the sound of heaven sounded.

Jiang Yun spoke softly:

"Huh? If the fairy doesn't want to die... I can save you."

Luo Qingqiu looked at the young master in front of him, as if he was looking at the last straw, his eyes were already misty.

"Do you know what to do?"

With a smile in Jiang Yun's eyes, he looked at the half-covered clothes in front of her.

Luo Qingqiu bit her lip and stretched out her hand.

Looking at the sword fairy beauty who had completely broken his defense, the corners of Jiang Yun's mouth rose slightly:

"It just so happens that I still like Fairy Luo's humiliating appearance."

He untied the cloak on his body, unfolded the coat, and spread it on the ground.

Jiang Yun gently picked up Luo Qingqiu and put it on the cloak.

He stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out a jade hairpin from her bun.

"... three years... as a gift to my teacher..."

Jiang Yun looked at the small characters on the jade hairpin, and frowned slightly:

"Your good disciple Nangongyan gave it to you?"

Hearing this name, Luo Qingqiu's eyes became slightly clear.

She pursed her lips, looked at Jiang Yun, and said nothing.