[Quick wear] The male partner always has his own ideas

After checking Luan Jiang's injuries all over, Jin Zhaoyu's brows and eyes suddenly sank, and the fierce and gloomy aura lingering around him was even stronger and abnormal.

"Song Xiling." Jin Zhaoyu gritted his teeth and said, "One day, I will let you die without a place to bury you!"

Now, although Luan Jiang's meridians have been repaired, the bone corrosion nail has completely destroyed his bones. Unless there is a heavenly elixir that allows ordinary people to reborn and regenerate their spiritual roots, otherwise, in this life, Luan Jiang You can only be a useless person who can't lift your shoulders or lift your hands.

The only relative I cared about in this world was framed by that woman Song Xiling, how could I not let Jin Zhaoyu hate her to the bone.

"The wound on my body...?" Luan Jiang asked.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jin Zhaoyu frowned again, and spoke softly, as if he was afraid that his voice would scare people: "Of course it can be recovered. It's just that I didn't bring some medicinal materials with me. one trip."

Not long after bidding farewell to Luan Jiang and walking out of the room, Jin Zhaoyu met Guan Nian who was walking towards him again, recalling what Guan Nian said at the time, Taicheng Zhenren's disciple, Taicheng Zhenren... seems to be Zhong Ming, right?

While Jin Zhaoyu was thinking, Guan Nian walked around him carefully, and just after he breathed a sigh of relief, Jin Zhaoyu's cold voice came from behind: "Stop."

Guan Nian froze, turned around, and asked tremblingly, "Sect Master Jin, is there... is there something wrong?"

The height difference between the two is almost two heads.

Jin Zhaoyu lowered his eyes slightly to look down at her, with scrutiny and scrutiny in his eyes, coupled with his oppressive aura, the little heart under Guan Nian's chest trembled in fright, and his whole body almost trembled. I can't stand anymore.

[I'm stupid, the system, don't you think that Jin Zhaoyu, a dead brother, is a bit of a smell? ? ? ]

[No soul abnormalities detected, please complete the strategy mission as soon as possible. ] The system sound is as cold and ruthless as ever.

Guan Nian is a joke, but also artificial intelligence?Are you fucking artificially retarded? !

Just when Guan Nian was about to break out in a cold sweat, Jin Zhaoyu spoke.

"Are you Zhong Ming's disciple?"

Unknown Guan Nian: "Ah, yes, yes."

"Is there any grudge against Song Xiling?" Jin Zhaoyu asked quite straightforwardly.

What, what do you mean? ? ?

Guan Nian carefully glanced at Jin Zhaoyu, and found that when this person mentioned the name 'Song Xiling', there was a flash of disgust on his face, and Guan Nian, who had a measure in his heart, asked hesitantly: " She is my Junior Sister, how could we... have enmity?"

Jin Zhaoyu didn't speak, he squeezed out a magic talisman with his fingertips, and shot it into her body at a speed that Guan Nian couldn't react at all.

Seeing this, Guan Nian was startled. If she hadn't been rational, she would have almost shown Jin Zhaoyu what incompetence and rage are.

"Jin, Jin little suzerain, what did you use for me?"

Jin Zhaoyu's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "It's just a mantra."

Is there such a thing in the world of cultivating immortals? ? ?

Guan Nian's face collapsed.

[Tong, let's discuss, can you not arrange this kind of plane for me to cultivate immortals in the future? ]

[The planes are arranged randomly. ]

Guan Nian: Gan!

"Do you hate Song Xiling?"

I hate it.Can you not hate it?Relying on Zhong Ming's stupid liking, he shows off in front of her all day long, as if she doesn't know that she is also stupid.

After hearing Jin Zhaoyu's question, Guan Nian, who was thinking so in his heart, said so.

Guan Nian realized the power of this mantra for the first time, she was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth, her eyes widened.

Is this a mantra?This fucking is called the hang-up in the spell, right? ? ?

If he hadn't covered his mouth tightly, Guan Nian might have blurted out this sentence.

Maybe it's my mouth that has its own thoughts, Guan Nian thought of having fun while suffering.

Jin Zhaoyu laughed when he heard this, and hearing her scold Zhong Ming for being stupid, he seemed a little more pleasing to her eyes, "Have you ever thought about killing Song Xiling?"

"How is it possible?! Song Xiling is a girl... croak!" Guan Nian, who was about to say the word 'heroine', was flustered and startled, and didn't know how to change her words, so she simply answered behind croak.

Now Jin Zhaoyu looked at her as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

Guan Nian: ...Fuck you cold.

"Female what?" Jin Zhaoyu asked.

"Girl...girl girl!"

"Hey." Jin Zhaoyu sneered, with an expression of 'what the hell are you talking about'.

Jin Zhaoyu Children's Shoes, why do you owe it so much? ? ?

Guan Nian swears, if she were a man, she would definitely use medicine to kill Jin Zhaoyu!

"What I mean is, after all, Song Xiling is just like me. She is a girl, and she is also my...teacher, junior sister. Naturally, I can't kill her." Guan Nian defended himself with difficulty.

Guan Nian didn't want to recognize Song Xiling as her junior sister, so in order to resist this fatal mantra, she sweated profusely, and her brain seemed to explode.

Jin Zhaoyu didn't insist on this matter anymore, but suddenly changed the subject: "You are stuck in the breakthrough stage of the initial foundation establishment."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Guan Nian to react, Jin Zhaoyu suddenly had a storage bag with extraordinary workmanship.

"Guji Pill, Xisui Pill, Yulu Pill, Juling Pill..." Jin Zhaoyu glanced at Guan Nian whose eyes suddenly lit up, and let out his temptation without changing his expression, "The pills in this can at least keep you safe." You are safe and sound until you pass the golden elixir stage. There is also a heart protection elixir, which can protect you from a fatal injury."

Of course, Guan Nian can also buy these pills in the system mall, but the points it costs are a bit scary, so Guan Nian can only drool over those pills in the mall every day.

Now that these pills are so close at hand, they are almost at your fingertips, how can they not make Guan Nian's heart flutter?

Guan Nian: "What does Jin Xiaozong want me to do?"

"It's very simple." Jin Zhaoyu slowly leaned close to Guan Nian, whispering in her ear, "Abolish her."

Guan Nian's eyes widened, "This..." It's not so good but it's kind of cool, what's the matter? ? ?

"I, I'm not strong enough, am I?"

"Acacia Sect has a skill that can help you improve your cultivation."

Guan Nian was so frightened that he crossed his hands over his chest and stammered: "I, I am not dual, dual cultivation..."

"Do you think that the Hehuan School only has dual cultivation skills?" Jin Zhaoyu glanced at her, "Dirty."

Guan Nian:?She is nasty? ? ?You don't go outside to inquire about it, just to see what the reputation of your Hehuan sect is like.

Although Guan Nian really wants to agree to Jin Zhaoyu very much, but against the heroine, even if she is a cat with ten lives, then she is not dead enough!

She opened her mouth, and just about to refuse, Jin Zhaoyu said calmly: "I forgot to say, the mantra talisman I gave you contains some miscellaneous poisons, which may make you lose arms and legs, or maybe It will kill you. As for the specific effect, you probably have to experience it yourself."

Now Guan Nian was so shocked that he forgot to speak carefully: "Jin Zhaoyu! Be a fucking human being!!!"

"Then, happy cooperation."

After throwing down such a sentence, Jin Zhaoyu disappeared in front of Guan Nian.

Guan Nian really wanted to regard the encounter with Jin Zhaoyu as a dream, but the book lying on the ground that seemed to be covered in fog and the strangeness of her body all showed brightly——what do you do? What a daydream.

[Tong, do you have a solution? ] Guan Nian tried to find some hope from the system.

[No. ]

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

God, hurry up and accept Jin Zhaoyu for this dead brother! ! !

......

That night.

Luan Jiang didn't sleep soundly, her brows were still slightly frowned.

A faint cold fragrance covered the remaining incense in the room.

There was a figure standing in front of the young man's bed, with long hair like ink, and a pair of eyes with scarlet blood faintly floating.