The villain killed the master. What? I am the master!

Chapter 336 Don’t Let Mother Find Out (4)

The moonlight was dim, shining on the sleeping girl.

Jin'er slept very well, but seemed to have slept a little too hot. The quilt barely covered her waist and abdomen, and most of her body was exposed outside the quilt.

The weather has been warming up recently, and summer is almost here...

Jiang He swallowed and continued to look quietly.

The slightly curly long black hair was draped over the girl's tender back. She was sleeping on her side facing the blonde girl. Her smooth calves were exposed outside the quilt, shining a cold white light under the moonlight.

The little feet are white, smooth and tender, with the fragrance of glutinous rice. The nails are round and pink, like small blooming stamens. The instep is white and translucent, and fine blue veins can be faintly seen.

As for why Jiang He could sense the aroma of sticky rice...

"Ahem, this little girl is really dishonest when she sleeps. She doesn't even cover herself tightly with the quilt."

Jiang He carefully picked up the girl's tender feet and stuffed them into the quilt. The touch was indeed excellent. The small feet were soft and tender, but the skin was cool in the night breeze.

"嘤咛~"

Jin'er seemed to sense something and turned over with her eyes closed, which made Jiang He terrified. He was afraid that the girl would wake up the next moment, open her eyes and see her master standing beside her bed at night. In that case, Jiang He would not be able to explain himself even if he had a hundred mouths.

Although summer is approaching, the night wind is still a little chilly, especially when the windows of the room are still open. The faint breeze blowing into the house can make people cool, but it can also make people sick.

Fengyi and Susu are fine, but Jiner has been in poor health since she was young. She will probably get sick if she sleeps like this for a night.

Jiang He closed the window quietly, completely blocking out the little moonlight that could provide light.

It was even darker inside the house, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

It is so dark that it can obscure people’s expressions and movements, and cover up all sins.

At the same time, a pair of eyes quietly opened and looked fixedly at the blurry figure of the man.

The eyes were a light amber in color and emitted a faint golden light in the night, but for some reason, the man did not notice this light at all.

There was a hint of confusion in her eyes, not understanding why the man appeared here at this time.

"good……"

Jiang He held the girl's long black curly hair with a complicated look on his face. The soft hair flowed down his fingertips. This was his little disciple, a little disciple that he would take care of for his whole life...

Although his body was burning with internal fire, Jiang He's mind was clearer than ever before.

His eyes fell on the girl's soft and boneless body, the delicate belly button slightly exposed, and the slightly curvaceous figure.

In the darkness and the confused gaze of those eyes, a pair of big hands quietly reached out.

"He always kicks off the quilt when he sleeps, and he makes Master worry."

Jiang He tucked the quilt tightly around the girl and shook his head.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just cultivated his internal fire and burned his body, which made him think of this little girl, otherwise, this little girl would have to sleep with her belly naked in the night wind all night.

As for...

Attack Jin'er again?

Having already made a mistake, Jiang He would not allow himself to make the same mistake again.

He looked at Jin'er quietly, as if thinking about something.

What is the reason that makes him only interested in Jiner?
Is it because of the Zhoutian spirit body? Or is it because he has gone too far in his practice, which makes him only interested in people like Jin'er?
Or maybe, it was Jiner's trick?

Jiang He was both amused and confused. How could Jin'er allow him to have any feelings for her?
This girl doesn't understand these things. Besides, how could she control herself like this?
I just don't know where the little pink snake has gone. If I still have an interest in the little pink snake, it means that he has gone crazy...

Jiang He got up quietly and looked around. The girls were still sleeping soundly.

Looking at the girls' peaceful sleeping faces, Jiang He curled the corners of his lips slightly and tucked in Su Su's quilts one by one.

But when tucking in the quilt for Fengyi, who had the ugliest sleeping posture, an accident happened.

"Ok?"

The blonde girl suddenly opened her eyes, and her spiritual power gathered in an instant, ready to go.

This girl was so alert that she woke up instantly when Jiang He just covered her with a blanket.

"Shh-"

Jiang He put his index finger to his lips, signaling the girl to be quiet.

Feng Yi rubbed her eyes, pinched the quilt tightly with caution, and whispered:

"You pervert, you actually wanted to attack at night! I overestimated your bottom line."

I swear to God, Jiang He came here not to attack Feng Yi at night, let alone Jin'er.

I just felt something in my heart and wanted to come and see a few girls.

"I'm worried that you haven't had enough rest... I'll come over to tuck you in. Do I need a night raid to deal with you?"

Jiang He smiled and pressed the blonde girl's head into the quilt with his big hand.

Fengyi curled her lips and did not answer the man. She buried her head in the quilt and deliberately snored.

This girl...

Jiang He didn't want to disturb their rest anymore, so he shook his head and closed the door gently.

After the man left, the blonde girl carefully poked her shaky hair out from under the quilt and glared at Jiang He's departing back with dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, the girl couldn't help but shiver in the tightly covered quilt.

The last time someone tucked her in was when she was five years old...

On the other side, Feng Susu blinked a few times in a daze.

Strange...how did she wake up just now?

She always sleeps very soundly, and Jiang He's movements are very careful, so how could he not wake her up?

"Hmm? Jin'er is sleeping..."

In the darkness of the night, the little girl's cold face made Feng Susu unable to see clearly. She put her arms around the girl's shoulders and patted her back gently, just like her mother coaxing her to sleep when she was a child.

A hint of disdain inadvertently flashed across Jin'er's dark pupils, but her little hands obediently hugged the blonde girl and replied softly:

"Ah."

"Hey hehe~"

Jin'er responded to her again.

It must be that Jin'er actually likes me too.

I... am the master's wife.

The blonde girl thought sweetly, and even in her dream she heard the black-haired little girl calling her master's wife affectionately, holding her hand, with a bright smile on her little face that she had never had before.

Woo~
Why is Jin'er in my dream holding a knife?

It turns out that he wanted to cut watermelon for himself...

Wait, who is the watermelon???!

...If Jiang He knew that he had simply tucked in the quilt and woke up three girls, he would surely be so frightened that he would break out in a sweat.

If you follow your inner desires and take action against Jin'er.

What awaits him will be complete social death.

What’s more serious is that Susu will have a huge gap with him because of this - which "mother" would accept that kind of thing?

Jiang He suppressed his anger and returned to his room.

"Hula-"

The night rain suddenly poured down, and the strong wind carried the raindrops, which hit the windows with a rattling sound. A puddle of water quickly gathered on the ground near the window.

Immediately afterwards, thunder rumbled, as if the heavenly drum was being hammered by an immortal.

The lightning flashed across the rainy night, illuminating the closed room for a moment before quickly returning to darkness. The interweaving of light and shadow added a bit of weirdness.

At this moment, a bamboo leaf came in with the wind, lightly brushed across the window lattice, and finally gently fell on Jiang He's cheek.

Jiang He picked up the bamboo leaf and saw that it was lush and green, with raindrops all over the leaf and... a barely perceptible trace of blood.

"crunch-"

Jiang He closed the window, blocking out the frequent flashes of lightning and the violent rain.

The room was dark again.

However, the wet marks on the ground continued to spread until they reached the bed, as if there was an invisible wet object moving quietly.

Jiang He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Xuanhuang Pearl started to move quietly. With just one opportunity, the blood and essence of the Grand Elder of the Yuehua Palace would explode.

"Cough cough..."

Behind me, I heard a woman coughing. Her voice was low and lazy.

"You knew I was coming, why did you pretend not to know?"

This person... is Han Anmeng!
During the day, Jiang He had heard Han Anmeng's voice. At this moment, he was sure that the voice of the person behind him was Han Anmeng's voice.

A trace of surprise flashed across Jiang He's face. He never expected that the person who came to look for him at night was actually the Holy Son of Yin Yang Palace!
He had only heard of the name of this Holy Son in legends, and the two had never interacted in the world.

In the dim room, the woman sat cross-legged on Jiang He's bed. She had an enchanting figure and charming and pretty face. She was a beauty in the world. However, her charming face was filled with a deep sense of world-weariness, as if she was a goddess who was imprisoned in the mortal world and suffered from filth.

Although her temperament added a lot of points to her, her temperament, which could be called noble, was really not suitable for this charming face.

When Jiang He looked back at this charming woman, he silently added in his heart: Not as good as Yuan Xia, Min Xin, Su Su, Jin Er... but not much different from Feng Yi.

This enchantress who is said to be on par with Yuan Xia, seems to be just so-so.

"Do you know me?" Jiang He cheered up and looked at Han Anmeng coldly.

Han Anmeng and Yuan Xia are mortal enemies. Isn't it like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken by looking for me?
However, Jiang He did not take action immediately. He wanted to see what Han Anmeng was up to.

To Jiang He's surprise, after hearing his cold and hostile voice, Han Anmeng's world-weary face actually flashed with anxiety, and she opened her mouth anxiously:

"Because... ahem, because Jiang Yuanxia is my mortal enemy, how could I not know her master Jiang He?"

That hint of urgency seemed to be just Jiang He's illusion. In a flash, she looked bored again.

Jiang He frowned slightly. This person was too strange. But considering that she was a lunatic from the Shengan Religion, Jiang He could actually understand her abnormal words and deeds.

The woman's clothes were stained with blood and her face was pale. Her abdomen seemed to have been severely injured and was still bleeding.

It seems that facing Xiao An's magic sword, the Yin-Yang Saint was seriously injured.

But Jiang He did not underestimate Han Anmeng. You know, as a cultivator of the same level as Xiao An, it was already a remarkable thing that he could survive under Xiao An's magic sword.

"Hmm? You smell like a fairy." Han Anmeng's face suddenly flashed with surprise, and she repeated in a low voice in disbelief, "How could you be infected with a fairy?"

"Immortal magic?"

Jiang He's heart skipped a beat. In the middle stage of the Golden Core, one can use immortal magic or magical powers. The term immortal magic comes from the Qingyang Immortal Sect.

In fact, as the name suggests, immortal magic is a forbidden spell that can only be performed by immortals.

However, after the deaths of the immortals, the immortal methods disappeared from the world. The Qingyang Immortal Sect, however, claimed to be the descendants of the immortals and shamelessly gilded themselves, claiming to have inherited the immortals' legacy. They changed the name of their techniques, which should have been called magical powers, to immortal methods.

Han Anmeng's expression was so surprised. It seemed that what was implanted in him was not the so-called immortal method of Qingyang Immortal Sect, but the real immortal method!
However, the most important reason why immortal techniques have been lost in the world of cultivation is that they can only be performed by cultivators with divinity.

What is divinity?
The true spirit is compared to the cultivator as divinity is compared to heaven and earth.

For example, the Yunxi Divine Tree and the Xuanying Divine Sword both possess divinity, are favored by heaven, and have a wisp of the godliness of heaven and earth.

The immortals of the past were called immortals precisely because they had obtained a wisp of the divinity of heaven and earth!

Of course, Jiang He had actually come into contact with traces of immortal magic.

The reason why Min Xin seemed to be a natural human was because her ancestors had transformed her into a human using magic. The immobilization technique that Min Xin had used on him in the past was actually also a kind of magic.

"What nonsense!"

Although Jiang He believed Han Anmeng's words, he would not let down his guard just because of her words.
"Han Anmeng, what are you doing here? You were seriously injured by Xiao An's sword, yet you still dare to come looking for me? Do you really think that I, Jiang He, am a soft persimmon?"

His blood was boiling, and he was ready to attack if there was any disagreement.

Facing Han Anmeng in her prime, he might have avoided her a little, but she was seriously injured, and Jiang He was confident that he could compete with her.

However, he did not think that Han Anmeng came to him with serious injuries in order to fight a life-and-death battle with him.

"Why would I deceive you?"

The woman propped up her chin and sneered faintly.
"This immortal method is the method of the six desires, which restrains lust, right or wrong?"

Jiang He's eyelids twitched, and he remained silent without comment.

The woman let out a lazy breath, looking bored:

"Come over here and give me a foot massage!... Ahem, if Jiang Yuanxia's master gave me a foot massage, it would surely be a good experience."

The weird cough reappeared.

How could she, in such a boring tone, call me over to massage her feet with a clear conscience?
It was as if I were her servant.

But for some reason, after meeting Han Anmeng, he had been extremely nervous, but now he was inexplicably much more relaxed.

Jiang He could feel that Han Anmeng had no hostility towards him.

He frowned and thought for a moment:
"Is there a solution to this immortal technique?"

"In the world of cultivation, there are only a handful of people who can understand this method."

Han Anmeng said calmly, which made Jiang He's heart tighten - is he really going to be a eunuch for the rest of his life?
However, she then raised her eyes slightly, looked at Jiang He's body, and suddenly licked her red lips:
"But it just so happens that I am one of them."

"I'm sorry, if you want me to marry you, then forget it."

Jiang He felt a chill all over his body. What was wrong with this woman?

He clearly had an aura that was almost superior, as if a god looking down upon mortals, but his eyes were so vulgar...

That's right, it's obscene, there seems to be greed in the woman's eyes.

(End of this chapter)