The first Qi Ling is a beauty [Rebirth]

Mo Nian was stunned suddenly when he saw the young man in blue, and shouted blankly, "Young master..."

"It's me, come here, it's dangerous there. Nian Nian, go back to the demon world with me."

When Ning Yin saw Mo Ranchen, he just felt that this person was still the same, and he still had the gentle and jade-like appearance he knew in his previous life. Thinking about it, Mo Ranchen had been the demon king for 1000 years, and his demeanor was as if he had entered by mistake. Mortal's first immortal.

"Little ghost." Ning Yin said to Mo Nian, "Go back with your son, son, this is not the place you should stay."

When Mo Nian met Mo Ranchen, he hesitated only for a moment, but he quickly put away his dazed look and insisted on protecting Junziqing.He looked down at the person in his arms, and suddenly said with a smile, "My lord, I'm going back with you. I thought of a way."

Ning Yin said inwardly, okay, but before he stepped forward, Mo Nian crushed the soul orb in his hand in front of everyone.

All of a sudden, the souls scattered in all directions, and several of them flew away. Then, they entered Jun Ziqing's body, and only one entered Mo Nian's body.

"Every year!"

The fox demon's hundreds of years of Taoism has been shaken by the soul orb, leaving behind? His last breath seems to be forced to stay with some kind of obsession.

The incident happened suddenly, and everyone was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to react.

When Jun Ziqing opened his eyes, it was when Mo Nian collapsed powerlessly.Does he seem to be crazy? Regardless of the pain of tearing his soul consciousness, he hugged Mo Nian into his arms.

When Mo Nian was dying, he took a hard look at him, "You promise me one thing."

Jun Ziqing finally found his own voice, and said in a hoarse voice, "Say it."

"The Demon Realm will never? Be an enemy of the Three Realms, won't it... until all lives are burnt."

Mo Nian's body gradually became transparent, as light as a feather, ready to dissipate at any moment.

There was no expression on Jun Ziqing's face, the only red eyes were well covered by him.

Mo Nian turned his head and glanced at the people from the Immortal School and the Demon Realm? He didn't say anything, his eyes closed slowly, and there was no sound.

"Your honor!"

The demons bowed down, but they didn't wait for their Lord.The gentleman ignored everyone, hugged Mo Nian in his arms, turned into green smoke, and left only one sentence.

"I agree."

A war in the Three Realms came to an abrupt end. Ning Yin and the others arranged the situation carefully, but they did not expect the change of Mo Nian.

Although the demon world has not been eradicated, the stability of the Three Realms has been preserved.It is the best way to keep each of them performing their duties, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.

The monsters seem to have disappeared from the world overnight. In fact, they all know that it is not the monsters that have disappeared, but the evil heart that ruled the three worlds.

"Your Highness? I didn't expect to see you again."

Ning Yin turned around and saw Mo Ranchen standing under the old locust tree? His demeanor was as cold as when he was in the demon world.

The other immortal sects have already left, only the demon world has not left yet.All because the new king of the demon world wants to stay? To catch up with the old king.

"You are Your Highness yourself, so you don't want to call me like this."

Mo Ranchen shook his head lightly, "I'm used to it. I always thought that if you could come back, I would return the demon world."

Ning Yin waved his hands again and again, "Is there any reason to take back what you handed over? If you get tired of doing it someday, just find another unlucky and reliable person? Just pass it on."

He feels a headache even if he manages a person now, but he doesn't have that much effort.

After reminiscing about the past, Ning Yin looked at Mo Ranchen's expression, "That? Little? Fox."

"It's hard to say the word love. Since it's his own choice, he has no regrets." Mo Ranchen raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "I believe that person? He will protect Niannian's soul."

Ning Yin thought it was right, as long as the soul still exists, it will always wait for reincarnation.

At this time, suddenly a cold and handsome monk landed beside Mo Ranchen, and put his arms around Mo Ranchen, "It's time to go."

Ning Yin nodded, and there was no one under the tree the next moment.

He suddenly felt relaxed, and it was time to completely break with the past.

"Ayin."

A soft call brought Ning Yin back to her thoughts, and she turned around to look again. There was another person under the locust tree, and it was the fetters of his two lifetimes.

He walked under the tree in a few steps, and stopped suddenly when he was only a step away from Ji Jiang. He just looked at him and waited for the next sentence.

"Ayin, what's next? What are your plans?"

Ning Yin felt a little bit of carelessness, thinking that this is the time, what is this little boy still thinking.

As soon as he changed his mind, he had the idea of ​​teasing others, and deliberately pretended not to understand.

"I'm also thinking, where do you think I should go?" Ning Yin stared at him with great interest.

Putting the question aside, I heard Ji Jiang say, "How about going back to Qingheshan?"

Ning Yin put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in front of him, "Qingheshan, it's a bit boring."

When Ji Jiang heard this, he hurriedly said again, "Where does Ah Yin want to go? I will go with Ah Yin."

"Are you with me?" Ning Yin blinked, "But I want to go around by myself, no? Of course, you go back to the teacher's gate first, and I will go back to you after I have experienced enough of the great rivers and mountains."

"Ah Yin, you said you would stay with me all the time." Ji Jiang was impatient and pulled him over, holding on to him tightly.

"Did I say that?" Ning Yin seemed to be recalling, "I seem to have said that, didn't I? Accompany me, I said I would go back to find you."

"If it was Hancheng, you would definitely agree."

Ji Jiang was aggrieved for a while, and he spoke the truth, and regretted it after he finished speaking, staring at Ning Yin, pursing his lips tightly, afraid that people would be angry, and it was hard to stop, so he remained in a stalemate.

Ning Yin raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and he said why Ji Jiang was so abnormal these days, it turned out to be because of this reason.

In retrospect, he must have known about the existence of Hancheng when he was in the illusion, and he has been thinking about it ever since.

Ning Yin grabbed him tightly, "Go, I'll take you somewhere."

He couldn't explain it without reason, and dragged the man directly to the heaven.The two stopped in front of a clear pool, and he pushed Ji Jiang forward.

Ji Jiang didn't understand, so when he saw the person in the pool, he was stunned.

The person on the water? It looks like his face, but isn't it? Like him, with a yellow shirt on his body, gentle and elegant, just like what he once pretended to be in the illusion.

"This is Qiankun Pond." Ning Yin stood side by side with him, staring at the pool water, "It can reflect anyone's past life."

"So, I am Han Cheng..." Ji Jiang faced himself face to face, feeling mixed feelings for a moment, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

"No? But that's all happened in the past." Ning Yin turned him over to face him, "Now you are yourself."

After hugging his sweetheart, Ji Jiang found out depressingly that he had been tricked again just now.

"So, Ah Yin has long planned to return to Qinghe Mountain."

Ning Yin said helplessly, "I told you I'll be with you all the time, where else do you want to go?"

Ji Jiang let go of him, looking into his eyes, "A gentleman."

Ning Yin smiled, "It's hard to catch a horse."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly embraced by someone again.

"Ah Yin? There is no chance to repent."

Ning Yin relaxed her body and let him hug her, "Well, no? Regret it."

If it wasn't because of Ji Jiang, he was determined not to return to Qinghe Mountain. The head of the Immortal School was strict, and the apprentices he led were all like gooses. They practiced every day, which was very boring.

Although boring, it is also peaceful and peaceful.

Ning Yin put down the script. Ever since Ji Jiang found out that he was Mr. Unknown, this guy has been urging him to write another sequel.

There is no way, my own people can only be pampered.

According to him, Ji Jiang was fascinated by reading the script, and he was out of shape every day.

"Hi, Mr. Ning."

"Good evening, Mr. Ning."

Ning Yin glanced at the Qingyuan Sect disciples who were wandering around in front of his eyes inexplicably, and thought to himself what kind of idea these little ghosts could hold back when they saw it.

"Is something wrong?"

"No no."

"We just came to see Mr. Ning, please..."

The little disciple stammered for a long time and said he couldn't come out, but the disciple beside him hurriedly smoothed things over, "Please go over and have a drink."

Ning Yin looked at them suspiciously, "Bring me? Drink?"

Is the sun coming out in the west?As for that old antique who is the head of Song, he can let his apprentices drink with great fanfare?

When he arrived at the side courtyard and saw the disciples of Qingyuan who were already having a drink, he couldn't help saying nothing.

Facts have proved that it really can.

When the disciples saw him coming in, they raised their glasses and stood up.

"Master Ning!"

Ning Yin looked dazed, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a glass of wine was stuffed in his hand. He turned his head and saw that it was Ji Jiang.

What surprised him even more was that Ji Jiang was usually dressed in white, but today he changed into a fiery red robe and a golden jade crown.

Ning Yin looked at him, and then looked at himself, the two men in red were particularly eye-catching among the crowd of white clothes.

How do you look like a newcomer who is about to pay homage?...

At this time, the head of Song was also holding a glass of wine, and greeted him at the door.

"Master Ning."

Ning Yin drank it very face-saving. Hearing some specious words from head Song, there was always an illusion that someone was going to get married.

It must be an illusion.

Everyone? After the toast, they all finished their work in peace, immersed themselves in fighting with the delicious food and wine, and left "time for the two of them".

Ji Jiang suddenly grabbed him and led him to the disciple's backyard.

Ning Yin knew that she had entered Ji Jiang's bedroom, but seeing the furnishings inside, she almost thought she had entered by mistake.

The high table with red candles, the red silk curtains, and even the back of the couch, the soft pillows are all festive red.

Ning Yin turned her head and saw that the word "Happy" was pasted on the window at some point, as if she was afraid that it might not be prosperous enough. There was a layer of pink petals on the floor, extending from the door to the bed.

How can he still fail to see? What is going on.

"Ah Yin, we have all agreed to hold the wedding when we come back. Maybe it was a bit hasty. I know you didn't invite people from outside the mountain because you wanted to be busy."

Ning Yin was watched with scorching eyes by the people behind him, and there were ripples in the millennium sinking pool.

"Ah Yin, you see, today is also a day of great joy for us. I will be your man from now on, can you? No? Can you? Take responsibility."

Ji Jiang glanced at the jug on the table, "Did I say I want to marry you?"

Ji Jiang pursed his lips and smiled, and filled the two with wine, "It doesn't matter if you marry or marry, anyway, we have signed the life and death contract."

Ning Yin glanced at him, after all, she drank a cup of wine under his earnest gaze.

As soon as he put down the wine glass, his hand was held by someone, and then, there was an extra gold bracelet on his wrist.

Ning Yin stared at her wrist, "When did you buy this thing?"

"I built it myself."

Ning Yin touched the body of the bracelet, it was indeed full of spiritual energy, it seemed that it had been refining for a while.

Ji Jiang raised his arm, and the wide sleeve robe retreated, revealing the gold bracelet on his wrist.

"I made a pair."

"Why refine bracelets?" Isn't it easier to make jade pendants?

Ji Jiang gently wrapped his arms around Ning Yin's shoulders from behind, and intertwined his fingers, "The meaning is... I'm trapping you."

Ning Yin could hear his little thoughts, and silently said childishly.

There is a line of small characters engraved in the gold bracelet. His is the life and death Qikuo, which he said to Zicheng.

No need to think about it, the dog in Ji Jiang's hand must have also engraved the second half of the sentence.

In the side courtyard, it was rare for the masters and apprentices of the Qingyuan School to indulge. Even if they made loud noises and smelled of alcohol, no one would be punished.

In the Qingyuan sect, only the red candles were extinguished in Ji Jiang's room, and the red clothes and flower petals were mixed together and thrown on the ground. No one cared.

The light curtains slipped down, the figures moved slowly, and the voices never stopped, like the harmony of a piano and a zither, which was better than a courtyard full of flowers and colors.

When Ningyin woke up the next day, she was dazzled by the sunlight that came in.

He was dazed for a moment, and as soon as he got up together, he frowned and lay down again.

No? Know why, that's how it turned out.

Ning Yin sighed, and turned her head to look. She didn't see the culprit, but if she looked carefully, she saw that the quilt was raised like a bag.

Ning Yin tore off the corner of the quilt, did the people inside hold the quilt? Let go, but it didn't come off at all.

"Ji Jiang."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Ning Yin realized that her voice was very hoarse.

The person hiding under the quilt? Suddenly, his face was flushed, as if he had been steamed.

Ning Yin was helpless for a while, the person who was obviously raped? It was him, why this one? The guy looked shy?

Ji Jiang didn't care about his embarrassment, and poured water nimbly, Fu Ning hid himself, and after feeding the water, he stared at the person next to him and stopped moving.

"Ayin, you..." Ji Jiang blinked, "Is it? Is it? Are you comfortable?"

Ning Yin? I wanted to speak too hard, so I nodded as an answer.

He really underestimated Nian Qianqian, and almost broke his old bones.

"I will definitely not in the future? One night...well..."

Ji Jiang didn't even bother to move his fingers, could he? Could he? He knew that a little later, Ji Jiang would be able to say something that would make him vomit blood, so he covered his mouth very presciently.

"If you say one more word, there will be no future."

Ji Jiang nodded, indicating that he remembered, and then pulled his hand down, held it in his palm, and rubbed it carefully, not to laugh out loud for a long time.

"What laughing?"

Ji Jiang leaned over and hugged the man in his arms, "A Yin still fell into this iron pot of mine."

Ning Yin chuckled, "Yes, this iron pot of yours is also responsible for cooking fragrant fruit rice milk for me."

"I've finished cooking, pineapple cake, rice milk, everything."

Co-authored him to get up early? After finishing eating, he went back to bed to play hide-and-seek with him.

Ning Yin raised his eyes and saw Ji Jiang's ears that were already dyed red, and joked, "You still know how to be shy?"

"Then, the first time..." Ji Jiang said vaguely, "No, it's the first time to be a stranger and the second time to be an acquaintance."

Seeing that Ji Jiang was about to get out of his arms, he quickly hugged her tightly.

"I have no regrets, Yin."

Hearing this, Ning Yin suddenly calmed down and stopped fighting with him.

"Why don't you pay your respects to your master?" In normal times, this is for punishment.

Ji Jiang didn't take it seriously, "Master and the others drank together all night last night. I'm afraid they are still seeing Duke Zhou now. Even if we have a seven-degree spring festival, they probably won't wake up."

Ning Yin clenched his fists, "Ji Jiang."

"Huh?" Ji Jiang was still in the aftertaste, so distracted that he didn't pay attention to the movements of the man in his arms.

Ning Yin hooked his neck, walked down the area, looked at herself, smiled as before, parted her red lips lightly, and only said three words.

"You're done."

The author has something to say: This is the end of the main text, and there are still some side stories, which will be updated from time to time, and it is estimated that it will be completed by mid-May.

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