[Ahhhh, I've moved to the Civil Affairs Bureau! Please, do it quickly!! Now, immediately, in broad daylight, in broad daylight, in the heat of the moment, in bed, making love!! ]

[Sisters, put on some clothes, I'm afraid this can't be broadcast]

[If the camera cuts now, I'll assume they've done it]

[Is there anything we sssvip can't see? Don't cut! I want to see it! ]

[It's so sweet, it's too sweet for me, stop feeding me sugar, I can't eat it]

Gu Jiang's fingertips moved, stroking her smooth cheek. Nie Yinzhi only felt that the palm of her hand against her cheek suddenly became hot, and the heat soon became abnormal, almost burning.

She quickly put down his hand to check, but his palm looked normal, not red at all, but the heat from his hand, elbow, and all the way up was alarmingly hot.

Nie Yinzhi reached out to touch his face, and his wrist trembled from the heat. He said anxiously: "Gu Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Gu Jiang frowned, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were very blurred. His complexion looked normal, but the heat that Nie Yinzhi touched was so hot that it was unbearable for a human.

Hongye made a buzzing sound beside him, as if expressing his discomfort.

"It's strange that you're okay. You're hotter than the cooking pot. How can you be okay?" Nie Yinzhi pulled open his collar and took a look. He touched his chest, his fingertips were red from the burn. "Your stomach is not cooked yet?"

Gu Jiang laughed and groaned a few times as if he couldn't bear it anymore. Nie Yinzhi's blood, which he had drunk, was boiling in his body. "Look."

Nie Yinzhi stared at him inexplicably. How could he still laugh at this time?

Mist emanated from Gu Jiang's body, like steam after boiling water. The mist quickly melted into the void, but soon after, more mist came out of Gu Jiang's body, almost drowning him. Nie Yinzhi was stunned for a moment and reached out to touch it, "Spiritual Energy?"

Because there was so much spiritual energy emanating from his body, it condensed into spiritual mist visible to the naked eye.

Gu Jiang lay on the couch, like a human chimney, the spiritual mist steaming from his body almost made the surroundings shrouded in mist, "Well, this is where the demonic energy goes after it dissipates."

Nie Yinzhi was confused, "Why did you suddenly become like this? What should we do now? I'll give you..."

Gu Jiang said weakly, "Now this cliff should be the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the world. You should quickly enter into meditation and practice, don't waste it, your cultivation is too weak." Nie Yinzhi

: "..."

She brushed away the spiritual mist and looked at Gu Jiang. Gu Jiang closed his eyes, and except for his overly pale face, it was impossible to tell how much pain he was in.

"Okay, then I'll swallow all the spiritual energy you spit out, so as not to give it away to the thief God."

Gu Jiang curled his lips and smiled at her.

Nie Yinzhi sat cross-legged beside him, closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation, absorbing the spiritual energy into his inner palace. The rich spiritual energy surged around them, forming a small spiritual energy vortex.

The swan poked its head out from the sword head, spread its wings and flew into Nie Yinzhi's brow, and the silver-white long sword disappeared from the spot.

Near the knife mountain, Feng Hanxuan squatted on the head of a big cat, and stretched out four small black claws from the rabbit's body. Two claws grabbed the tiger's ears to control the direction, and the other two claws were like vines around the tiger's neck to stabilize its body.

Over the mountains and ridges, it was running wildly towards the sword forest.

From a distance, Feng Hanxuan saw the vortex of spiritual energy in the sky. Knowing that they had not left this place yet, he breathed a sigh of relief, identified the direction, pulled the tiger's ear with his claws, and ran there.

Yunji Sect, Mingxiao Peak.

After showing the spirit platform, Xiao Ling slept for a day. After waking up, her mental state has not been very good. There is no light in her eyes, and she has completely closed herself off. The whole person is like an empty shell of a walking corpse.

It can also be seen from the memory of the spirit platform that the experience that Yan Yi forced out was an unconscious behavior of Xiao Ling after being bewitched by Zhu Ni. Afterwards, out of the instinct of self-preservation, it was probably buried deep in her consciousness. It suddenly surfaced in such an embarrassing way, which made her suffer a great blow.

If she was allowed to continue to be sealed, Xiao Ling would probably have a mental breakdown.

Yan Yi's question led to such a result, so he naturally couldn't just stand by and watch a younger generation being destroyed in his hands.

Fortunately, Ruan Meng, the eldest son of the Ruan family, was still a guest in the Yunji Sect. He couldn't force his way into a person whose spirit platform was sealed. He could only find a gap when she was in a beautiful dream and relaxed, and try to guide her out.

Yan Yi couldn't do such a delicate job of comforting others, let alone lead Xiao Ling out of such a knot in her heart. It would be more appropriate for a woman to do it, so his junior sister, Ye Jing, the female elder who reminded him in the temple that day, could only take the lead, and he would be the guardian.

Sweet Dream Incense was burning in Mingxiao Palace. Xiao Ling was lying on the couch, and Ye Jing sat cross-legged beside her. Light white smoke floated out from the delicate lotus incense burner on the table. The smoke condensed into a line and did not dissipate at all. The

Sweet Dream Incense split into two strands, and guided by the magic of the young master of the Ruan family, they floated into the eyebrows of the two people respectively.

Ye Jing's consciousness fell into Xiao Ling's dream along with the incense. She saw the scenery of Mingxiao Peak with her eyes, and was stunned for a moment. It was not until the white smoke of the Sweet Dream Incense floated in front of her eyes that she realized that she had fallen into a dream.

Mingxiao Peak was filled with Xiao Ling's beautiful dream.

She walked up and followed the smoke, and saw Xiao Ling practicing sword in the yard. She was wearing the sky-blue school uniform of the sect, her long hair was tied up high, and she was not wearing any makeup. Her eyes were bright and shining because of the sword, and she looked like a heroic swordsman.

After just one look, Ye Jing couldn't help but have a good impression of her. When she thought of the hardships she encountered later, those bright eyes were no longer there, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

Ye Jing watched her practice sword for a while, and each move was free and easy. It was obvious that she had worked hard.

At this time, the morning bell rang, Xiao Ling put away the sword, went back to the house to wash off the sweat on her face, left Mingxiao Peak, and went to the main peak for the daily class.

In Xiao Ling's dream, Sang Wumian was a qualified master, and there was no transgression between the two. As the eldest sister of the Yunji Sect, Xiao Ling had many things to do, and she had to go out at the morning bell and could not return at the evening drum. A bunch of disciples surrounded her for advice, and Xiao Ling was very patient. Even when she returned to Mingxiao Peak at night, there was still a junior brother around her.

After solving Meng Jin's doubts, it was already late at night, so she had to let him stay in the side courtyard.

Xiao Ling finished washing and meditating. Ye Jing could see the tenacity of a sword cultivator from her, and it was even more impossible for her to let her fall into self-degradation.

She emerged from the incense and sighed, "Xiao Ling, don't dwell on the past. You should wake up." Xiao

Ling opened her eyes and a shadow suddenly appeared in her eyes. The cold male voice whispered, "You finally showed up."

The shadow attacked Ye Jing's face in an instant. Ye Jing was completely unprepared and was penetrated by the shadow through her eyes and infiltrated into her spirit platform.

Xiao Ling was shocked and rushed over to support Ye Jing, saying anxiously: "Zhu Ni, what are you doing? Don't mess around."

"Of course I'm helping you." Zhu Ni smiled softly.

Ye Jing turned her head to look at Xiao Ling, pushed her away, and turned back to retreat into the sweet dream fragrance, but the incense that attracted her suddenly dissipated for some reason. Ye Jing was unable to exit the dream for a while, and could only meditate on the spot to prevent Zhu Ni from infiltrating into her spirit platform.

All this happened in a flash. Ye Jing realized belatedly that since she entered Xiao Ling's dream, her mind had been involuntarily relaxed, as if someone was leading her by the nose. There was something wrong with the incense.

Ye Jing felt a sharp pain from her spiritual platform, and then a chuckle sounded in her mind, "Haha, you can sleep now."

In the Mingxiao Palace, the sweet dream fragrance suddenly spread. Yan Yi took a breath of the sweet dream fragrance unexpectedly, and immediately held his breath. He turned his head to look at Ruan Meng and shouted, "Friend Ruan!"

Ruan Meng was shocked and suddenly woke up. He quickly formed seals with his fingers, and the scattered incense recondensed, and was withdrawn from the eyebrows of the two people and returned to the lotus incense burner.

At the banquet, Ye Jing opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, Yan Yi asked worriedly: "Junior sister, did anything unusual happen in your dream?"

Ye Jing shook her head, "It was pretty smooth, she is a girl with a strong mind, she should wake up in a while."

Yan Yi nodded and rubbed his eyebrows, "Why did the sweet dream fragrance of Fellow Daoist Ruan suddenly dissipate just now?"

Ruan Meng said: "Dream fluctuations will also affect the smoke, it's okay, Elder Yan, don't worry."

Yan Yi carefully looked at him and Ye Jing for a moment, and nodded.

In the sword forest.

The sky darkened and brightened, and then darkened again. The surging spiritual power and sword energy blended together, rushing and circulating in Nie Yinzhi's meridians, and finally merged into the golden elixir.

The sword energy of the Ruyi Sword was getting less and less. Nie Yinzhi's golden elixir was undergoing a transformation. Pure white flames rose around the golden elixir, like a burning little sun.

Her cultivation was progressing rapidly, entering the middle stage of the golden elixir, and finally the golden elixir was burned by the raging fire and poured into her spirit platform.

Nie Yinzhi's dark spirit platform suddenly lit up, and it was extremely spacious. The swan flew out of the small flame, circled around and merged into the small flame.

In the flame lay her Yuanying, a small one, curled up like a baby.

Nie Yinzhi woke up from his meditation in the middle of the night. The moonlight was bright, illuminating the cliff. The swords in the sword forest were emitting shimmering lights of different colors, as if sprinkling a handful of stars on the ground.

The night was very quiet, and even the sound of insects could not be heard.

Nie Yinzhi turned around to check on Gu Jiang immediately. He was sleeping soundly and motionless.

After the first experience, Nie Yinzhi was no longer surprised. He reached out and touched his forehead. Gu Jiang's body temperature returned to normal, a little lower than that of ordinary people, and cool.

She held his hand and squeezed it, then lifted up his sleeves to check his skin, and touched his arm with her fingers. She pulled open the already loose collar and took a look, then touched his chest and stomach, and confirmed that the feeling under her fingers was normal and that his internal organs were not melted. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Nie Yinzhi touched his lower abdomen twice more, and it felt really good.

After finishing all this, she turned her head and looked at the couch. Under the moonlight, there was a sleeping tiger lying on the ground, and Yanyan Rabbit was resting on the tiger's heaving belly, staring at her with red eyes.

"Congratulations, Master, you're pregnant." Feng Hanzhu said, using his rabbit face to squeeze out an expression that was hard to describe, "My Master, do you want to touch me?"

Nie Yinzhi smiled softly, afraid of disturbing Gu Jiang, and asked, "Why? You want to touch me too?"

Feng Hanzhu: "..." How come this woman doesn't know what shame is? !

Nie Yinzhi felt that he was a bit of a nuisance here. If he was really an unintelligent rabbit, it would be fine, but he was a human being.

She thought about it, and her consciousness sank into the mustard seed, and she turned out a curtain from the storeroom in Zhedan Peak. The curtain had brackets on all four sides, which could support a hidden space and prevent mosquitoes.

The tent had two layers, one was a transparent gauze, and the other could block out light. She had it specially made when she took Ah Huan and Cheng Bi out for a picnic.

Rabbit's red eyes widened as she watched Nie Yinzhi suddenly summon something from the mustard seed. The bright sword light silently dug four deep holes in the rock layers around the collapse and nailed into the pillars.

The big cat was awakened by her sword energy, and jumped a foot away with Feng Hanxuan in alert, giving a threatening growl.

The gauze of the curtain fell down, completely covering the people inside.

Feng Han was dead, which made Tu unbelievable. "Do you still have any humanity? My master is unconscious, and you still want to sleep with him?"

It seems that if Nie Yinzhi hadn't taken him into consideration, he would not have waited to take out the curtain. How could she be someone from a righteous family? Even the demon cultivators would not be as lustful as her!

Nie Yinzhi: “???” She whispered, “If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll roast you.”

Feng Hanzhu was silent for a while, his rabbit head burrowed into the gap between the curtains, “Master’s wife, when are we going to the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons?”

Nie Yinzhi thought for a while, “You can prepare well and select some obedient demons first, and I’ll choose them later.”

Feng Hanzhu had a bad feeling, “What does this mean? Shouldn’t we break the Demon Seal in one fell swoop?”

“I don’t need so many demons right now.” She wanted to find little brothers for herself, not to cause trouble for herself.

Feng Hanzhu: “…”

[Wuwuwuwu I knew it would be like this, what happened to the demon? You always fail at the critical moment. Can you do it? Don't delay our Ah Yin's sexual happiness.]

[Feng Rabbit, your thoughts are so weird, so colorful. I really want to live in your head!]

[Nie Yinzhi, you have been touching for so long, if you have the guts, touch further down! If you don't want to touch, just rip the clothes open a little more.]

[I think it is Feng Hanzhu, the light bulb, that limits my sister's performance, otherwise she might really touch. Sisters, let's roast the rabbit tonight! I'll give you cumin!]

[Not really, not really, Nie Yinzhi is not that crazy.]

[What does Nie Yinzhi mean? Are you going to do the Produce 101? ?]

[Good guys, start the show selection!!! How did Nie Yinzhi's small head grow, and how did he come up with so many wonderful ideas? 】

[When the demonic energy dissolves, it will turn into spiritual energy. This is the first time I have seen such a setting. Will the spiritual energy turn into demonic energy? ]

[The might of heaven oppresses the Demon Ancestor. The way of heaven should not allow demonic energy to exist. ]

Nie Yinzhi drove the rabbit out, adjusted Gu Jiang's sleeping position, and put her ear on his chest.

His heart was quiet, which always made her feel uneasy.

Nie Yinzhi tore open the ribbon on her wrist, summoned the little golden bud, and stared at the leaf. The little leaf was a little wilted now, and the leaves drooped softly. Although it

was also because she was in harmony with the sword of life, the spiritual energy absorbed into the meridians was real. The spiritual energy overflowing from Gu Jiang directly led her to break through the realm and entered the Yuan Infant. It can be seen how much demonic energy was dissolved in his body.

There is no seal for the devil here, so it can only be her blood that has affected him. Could it be that the blood that Gu Jiang licked before has been accumulated in his body all this time?

Why did it suddenly break out? What was the inducement?

Nie Yinzhi grabbed Gu Jiang's hand and put it against her face. Recalling what she said at that time and Gu Jiang's reaction at that time, she came up with a somewhat absurd guess in her mind. She sat silently for a long time, lay down beside him, and whispered: "Brother, I'm going to use 'empathy' now."

Gu Jiang did not respond.

Nie Yinzhi silently recited the mantra, and her mind was entangled in the soft leaf.

She felt calmly, but felt nothing, empty without any echo. Nie Yinzhi changed the way and infiltrated his emotions.

This action seemed to alarm Gu Jiang. The man next to her turned over, held her in his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and patted her back gently.

Nie Yinzhi pressed against his chest and heard a faint "thump" heartbeat in her ears. She tried to raise her eyes and look at Gu Jiang, but he didn't wake up, but his heartbeat was beating lightly and slowly.

"Don't cry." Gu Jiang said vaguely.

Nie Yinzhi thought, I didn't cry.

Gu Jiang responded softly through his nose, and then fell silent again. Nie Yinzhi quietly leaned in his arms, listening to the subtle heartbeat, and closed her eyes.

She slept very uncomfortably this time. The force around her body became tighter and tighter, and the wet breath lingered around her neck all the time. She had a rare dream, in which she dreamed that the tiger under Feng Han was hungry, broke through the curtain, and licked her neck repeatedly.

The tiger's tongue had sharp thorns, trying to drill into her flesh, causing a slight stinging sensation all over her neck.

Nie Yinzhi groaned in pain in her sleep, and the tiger suddenly retreated.

Inside the tent, Gu Jiang woke up with a start. Outside, the sky was gradually getting brighter, and the morning light filtered through the gauze above. His nostrils were filled with the sweet scent of gardenias and the smell of Nie Yinzhi's hair wash, and there was still a hint of blood on the tip of his tongue.

The person in his arms frowned, but after a moment, his expression relaxed again, and he was finally able to fall asleep peacefully.

"Empathy" had not yet ended, and a light and comfortable mood came from Nie Yinzhi, as well as some scattered thoughts.

"Tiger?" Gu Jiang murmured, and laughed.

His eyes fell on her neck, and his laughter suddenly subsided. Nie Yinzhi's clothes were loose, and her long hair was spread on the soft couch in a mess. The neck on his side was covered with mottled red marks, extending all the way to the collarbone.

Such marks obviously could not have been caused by the tiger in her dream.

Gu Jiang's throat rolled, and he closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again. He carefully wiped off the wet water marks on her neck, and the magic energy circled on the five-colored dewdrops before sweeping across her neck.

The black mist retreated, and the skin returned to its white and delicate color. After making sure that no marks were left, Gu Jiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down.

Nie Yinzhi's flesh and blood had become more tempting to him, and would even make him behave out of control unconsciously. If he continued, he might really lose control and eat her one day.

At the same time, the effect of the blood on him became stronger. Her cultivation level only increased later, so the stronger purifying effect of flesh and blood on demon cultivators had nothing to do with her cultivation level. Why was that?

Gu Jiang stared at the sky and pondered for a moment, unable to come up with any reason, so he chose to give up.

Nie Yinzhi's arm was numb from pillowing his head.

Nie Yinzhi woke up from a good sleep, it was already afternoon, she opened her eyes, the remaining sleepiness in her eyes quickly faded, Nie Yinzhi touched her neck, stood up and sat for a moment, took out a small mirror to look at herself.

Behind her, Gu Jiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, a slit opened, and her eyes were filled with guilt.

Nie Yinzhi didn't find anything unusual, and quickly pulled up her clothes. She looked back to check on the sleeping person, and after confirming that Gu Jiang had recovered, she stood up and walked out of the curtain.

The curtain fell, making a rustling sound. Gu Jiang opened her eyes and looked out with her consciousness. She saw Nie Yinzhi squatting by the grass, pulling aside the grass to look at the motionless rabbit, and then walked to the side of the cliff.

She flew lightly into the air, stepping on the tips of branches and leaves and flew into the woods.

There was a stream in the woods. Nie Yinzhi landed beside the stream and found a place with deep water and slow flow. The stream water was very clear and full of spiritual energy. She reached out and flicked the stream water. It was a little icy, so she summoned her spiritual sword and circled a vortex the size of a bathtub in the water.

The snow-white sword energy quickly raised the water temperature. The swan fluttered on the water surface. When its tail feathers fell on the water surface, there was a "hiss" sound and a white mist emerged.

In less than a moment, the water surface was filled with mist.

Nie Yinzhi untied her belt and took off her coat.

Gu Jiang withdrew his consciousness and rubbed his brows.

In the woods, Nie Yinzhi stepped into the water barefoot, and walked into the water circle created by the sword energy. The mist covered her figure.

Nie Yinzhi narrowed her eyes, took out mustard seeds from the pile of clothes through the air, took out the petals for bathing and sprinkled them into the water.

Although monks have spiritual power to protect their bodies and are not contaminated by dust, Nie Yinzhi still feels uncomfortable psychologically if she does not bathe for a long time. When she was on Zhedan Peak, she would bathe every day except for closed-door cultivation. She

just had such a dream again, which was too real. She always felt as if her neck was really licked. She

has not bathed for several days since entering the sword forest. Gu Jiang was the same, he wanted to catch him and rinse him. If the devil was an ordinary person, he would be smelly by now.

Gu Jiang was immersed in Nie Yin's soft mood, and suddenly caught her thought, pulled up his collar and sniffed.

It was obviously her smell.