My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

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Jiang He picked her up, and Jin'er was only wrapped in a resurrection wrap.

Going out directly would be too conspicuous, and secondly it would be like wearing only underwear. Jin'er might not understand all this, but Jiang He felt a little jealous.

At this moment, the two seemed like an ordinary father and daughter and did not attract anyone's attention.

This inn is called Chaolai Inn, and is close to Yunxi Sect.

Most of the people coming and going were ordinary warriors, and occasionally Jiang He could notice a few independent cultivators who were concealing their auras.

"Waiter, get some hot water for bathing later."

Jiang He gave the instruction casually while keeping an eye on the people around him.

Yunxi Sect is nearby. When the spirit boat is about to set off, all the cultivators nearby will gather here. The number of cultivators is much greater than before.

At this turbulent time, perhaps there are some monks with ulterior motives who come to Shangqing County on purpose.

Looking through the gate, there is also an inn opposite.

The name of the inn is Yingxian Inn.

There were two men standing across the street.

The black skirt with a thick veil makes people look down on the figure.

Especially the woman in the lead, the people around her seemed to be just her foil. Even though they were dressed so tightly, it couldn't conceal their extraordinary temperament.

Their cultivation has reached perfection in Qi training, no wonder no one dares to talk to them.

Jin'er in his arms gently bumped his chest with her little head. Her whole body was wrapped in Jiang He's outer robe.

I had no choice but to butt him with my head.

Faintly, Jiang He seemed to see her glaring at him.

Maybe it’s an illusion. How could Jin’er glare at someone?

Jiang He came back to his senses and there was clearly no expression on that little face.

It was just a little awkward because it was the first time he was so absorbed in looking at a strange woman.

Those two women might be the monks with ulterior motives.

"Sir, the water is ready."

The waiter's voice arrived as expected and rescued Jiang He.

"It's troublesome."

Jiang He smiled and took Jin'er back upstairs.

"This guest is a bit strange."

The waiter scratched his head in confusion. He had been in Chaolai Inn for so long that he had developed a good eye.

It is possible to see monks mixed among mortals. After all, the difference between monks and mortals is so great that they seem to be of the same race.

This was the first time he had seen such a polite monk.

Just as he was about to entertain other guests, a little monkey with shiny golden hair suddenly broke into the inn.

The monkey scratched his ears and looked curiously into the inn.

"Hey, where did this monkey come from?"

The waiter quickly put down what he was holding and hurriedly chased after him.

The air is filled with water vapor, and Jiang He will untie the resurrection wrap.

The skin beneath the bandage was fair and tender, just a little pale.

Her black hair only reaches past her shoulders.

Jiang He rubbed her little head and teased:

"I thought Jin'er had turned into a little bald head."

The little girl slid down the barrel to the bottom of the water in dissatisfaction, spitting bubbles and protesting silently.

In just a short while, Jiang He washed Jin'er clean, making her skin white and tender.

After putting on comfortable and clean clothes for her, the former Jin'er suddenly appeared before her eyes again.

Just older than before.

Only then did he realize that Jin'er had been growing up without him noticing.

Speaking of which, Jin'er has grown a lot.

It wasn't appropriate to help her bathe before, I should have let Minxin bathe her.

She was wrapped in bandages before, so it was really hard to tell what she looked like now. In Jiang He's mind, Jin'er had always been that little girl.

"Jin'er, come here and give Master a hug."

Jiang He opened his arms to her. She is still too introverted now, but she was very lively when she was a child.

In the days ahead, I will try to constantly motivate her.

Jiang He felt a little nervous. The little girl stood there coquettishly.

Although it was still silent, it felt completely different from the previous silence covered with bandages.

Her short black hair just reached her shoulders, and her face was a little chubby. Perhaps it was because she had refined so many rare treasures that her originally extremely thin body developed more normally.

She has fair and delicate skin, a small nose, and soft and rosy lips.

The most endearing thing about her is undoubtedly her big eyes, which are clearly black and white and clear and clean.

Her pupils gradually regained their former moisture, and she looked at Jiang He's hand hesitantly.

He was slow to move.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work.

Jiang He didn't have too many expectations, so she could accept Jin'er doing some small actions.

It is really difficult to ask her to throw herself into his arms.

I didn't care much and picked her up.

The main reason was that Jiang He couldn't help but want to hug the little girl. The long-awaited reunion made him want to hug her almost all the time.

Maybe after a few days, after I get used to it, this inexplicable feeling will disappear.

The little body is warm, but this heat does not make people feel hot. It is a warmth that goes straight into the heart, making people feel genuinely comfortable.

Even in the hot summer, it will make people feel comfortable.

As I said, as long as I hold her, it is like a mortal holding a hot water bottle in bed in the cold winter. No matter how cold the wind is outside, the bed is still warm and comfortable.

Not only warmth, but also peace of mind.

This effect should be caused by her physique. Jin'er is a Zhoutian spiritual body, close to heaven and earth, and spontaneously breathes in spiritual energy.

Extreme affinity, plus the effect of gathering spirits.

There is probably no treasure in the world that can produce a more comfortable effect than Jin'er.

"Jin'er is really Master's hot water bottle."

Jiang He pinched her little face, which was smooth and soft with a little baby fat.

She turned her eyes away in dissatisfaction, as if she was very dissatisfied with this evaluation.

Yes, people usually say it is a small cotton-padded jacket, who would say it is a hot water bottle?

".call."

Jiang He took a satisfied breath, and the familiar milky scent reappeared on Jin'er's body, mixed with the fragrance of bath.

“It’s still a fragrant and warm hot water bottle”

She lowered her eyes again, seeming somewhat happy.

Jiang He could increasingly sense the meaning behind her silent little movements.

Screams and blood.

Limbs flew everywhere.

What’s strange is that despite such a tragic scene, not many people died.

They wailed on the ground, waiting for the next torture.

The white hair was spattered with blood, imprinted with the red color of the pupils.

Why does it get more itchy the more you scratch?

It only wants to scratch the flesh, break the bones, and tickle the marrow.

This will stop the itching.

"They escaped, they escaped"

The old man's eyes were hollow, and only his mouth was intact on his haggard face.

It's just mechanical opening and closing.

The black and white Taoist robe was intact, but blood was constantly seeping out from the back of the robe.

The white-haired girl's control over sword energy was extremely subtle, and it turned into strands of sword energy that penetrated through the Taoist robe and into the old man's five orifices.

This is the realm of sword practice and silk condensation. In the world, there are not many cultivators who can reach this realm, even in the Xuanying Immortal Sect.

Taizhen Tianzhen Chuan Tianji was well versed in this and had gone very far in practicing sword and condensing silk.

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Zhao Qiujun wanted to swallow his saliva quietly, but after swallowing for a long time, he realized that he was just a spirit and had no saliva.

Jiang He's Second Disciple

It was unknown how long they had been torturing Black Wind Taoist Priest. It was clear that he had lost his mind, but they still kept interrogating him without getting tired of it.

But we can't waste any more time.

If it weren't for the control of the Xuanhuang Pearl, forcing her to think about Jiang He wholeheartedly.

Otherwise, even if she was beaten to death, she would not dare to say anything at this time.

"Bai Minxin, we should go back."

Zhao Qiujun reminded in a low voice, but Bai Minxin seemed not to hear it and started a new round of questioning.

"gone back!"

Zhao Qiujun plucked up his courage and shouted loudly.

The next moment, a pair of red pupils stared at her.

A chilling murderous intent hung over Zhao Qiujun's head, and she was about to cry.

Seeing the sword threads gathering towards her, Zhao Qiujun felt blessed:

"Jiang He is still waiting for you!"

"Master Jiang He?"

Bai Minxin was in a trance for a moment, and the red color of his pupils was distorted.

"I haven't been home for so long. Master must be very worried. Hmm. Maybe he's standing at the door, looking at me anxiously."

The low laughter made Zhao Qiujun shudder.

Everything will be fine, just go back. Right?

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The reason why revenge was slightly delayed is very simple. If I were to write about revenge, it would take a lot of time to adjust because the original plot would be brought forward.

Then I was busy today and didn’t have time to adjust the outline, so I had to write about my apprentice first.