MTL - Pulling Together a Villain Reformation Strategy-Chapter 37 Dark tide

Yun Xing saw and asked him, sneered, pulled his arm out of Jiang's search for help, and turned and walked away.

Jiang Xunyi was inexplicably tempted by his temper, but he also knew that Yunchao had always been angry for a long time, so he did not care for him. He turned and walked toward the wing where Huangyan was being held.

He has just walked two steps, and suddenly there is a long-lost voice in the mind:

Jiang’s footsteps stopped, and his heart was thunderous.

He didn't expect his story to be finished so soon, but in fact, looking back at the past, unconsciously spent countless days and nights in the world of this book. For a supporting role, he accompanied the protagonist. The road is really far away.

Once he thought that to complete the mission to go home is the meaning of his own survival here. He used to lie in the hospital bed for a long time. Jiang searched now to remember the red and swollen eyes of the mother crying before the bed, and the faces of the father and brother, he really I really want to go back and let them see how they have recovered themselves.

But why did this time feel like this when the moment came?

And the way to leave, it’s really...

Jiang Xunyi thought of this, a glimpse of his heart, refused to realize his little emotions, and arguing with the system: "Do you say that I am strong (harmonious) violent autumn sister? You are not kidding, I rely on? Is filming still There is a borrowing. I said that I had completed the task, but I didn’t say that I sold the festival!"

Jiang seeks: "... Xiao Huangshu, are you not afraid of being harmonious? Are you afraid of being locked?"

Jiang searched for: "..." Stupid? Too shameless.

He thought this way, and he was not very troubled in his heart. If the system did not agree, he would not agree. Jiang searched for this time is not the first time that the first time to find something to do is still very good. He knows very well that in fact, many times the mission system is strict, but looking carefully, there is no loophole to drill. Since this matter has not yet been thought of, I will throw it aside, anyway... Not urgent.

How many years have you been here, still care about a day or two? Jiang Xunyi really felt that it was not an urgent matter to go home.

As he thought, he decided to go to his unfortunate Huang Shidi to talk about life. Suddenly he saw an old man wearing a coarse cloth coming over.

The old man looked at the age should be not small, but the spirit is very embarrassing, although the clothes on his body are simple, but the clothes are clean and tidy, Jiang Xunyi this time is really sincerely smiled, Yang said: "Chen Shu, I am back."

This Chen Shu is not a person who cultivates the truth. He only started to mix in the courtyard of the immortal teacher when Jiang searched for a small age. Although he could not live as long as a monk, he also gave him many spirits. Medicine, so it is much longer than the average mortal life. It can be said that I grew up watching Jiang search. The relationship between the two was excellent. He saw Jiang search for meaning, and the kindness of his eyebrows immediately revealed his joy. He put down his broom in his hands and wiped his hands on his clothes.

Jiang searched for a few steps forward and took his hand inadvertently: "Chen Shu, you are old, and now the master is dying, there is not much work to do in the yard, you should take a break. Why bother to do this."

Chen Shu smiled and reached out and pinched the shoulders of Jiang Jiangyi: "You kid still manages the old man, and you must take care of yourself. You have recently lost weight. Young people have to eat more... ..."

Jiang Xunyi listened with a loud voice and showed very rare patience. In fact, he can say that he enjoys this process very much, because according to the character set by Yunqi Tianzhu, it is reasonable to say that this Chen Shu should be his. father.

Jiang seeks, the son of servant.

If he walks according to the original, Chen Shu knows his life, but Jiang Zhiyi himself should not know this now, but he will know it soon. It is also because of knowing that it will be extremely dissatisfied with the cloud break that is the same as the Lingtai. Of course, Jiang Xunyi does not think so now, let him feel that he is a dead rogue, but it is better to buy a stinky tofu.

He just thinks that every time he sees Chen Shu, he has a very affectionate feeling. Just like having a family, he can be called a home here, even though his father in the past world is always in a suit, style, and presence. The old man with a vicissitude of color is not at all similar, but they are all fathers. Now that the immortal teacher is no longer there, Jiang’s sustenance is left with only this old man.

He listened to a long and cumbersome slogan about "eat, sleep, and wear long trousers" in a friendly attitude that was very "not to seek Jiang". This was a pinch of a soil egg that had been hard-pressed and came to Huangyan. The wing room.

Jiang Xunyi did not intend to abuse him. However, because Huang Yan was previously deported from the Devil, people who had a lingering fear regarded him as a key concern. Therefore, when Jiang searched to see him, Huang Yan was tied nine. The Taoist line, a yellow affair on the forehead, was lying on the bed straight, his face flushed, like a carrot that couldn't be loved.

"..." Jiang Xunyi almost laughed and waved his hand to the guardian who followed him: "What is this, let him go."

The disciple still hesitated, but he still didn't dare: "The brother is still cautious, so if he talks, he suddenly counts on you..."

Jiang Xunyi did not want to say more, only said: "I borrowed him eight hundred courage. Nothing, you let go and let him go."

The disciple saw that he couldn’t move him. He also knew that Jiang’s temper was tempted. He had to go up to Huang Yansong and uncover the spell. This took him one step at a time.

Huang Yan got up from a squat on the bed, looked at Jiang Jiangyi with vigilance and fear, and hesitated a moment. He quickly abandoned his own exercise and called "Sister."

Jiang sought to pick up the teacup on the table and sighed and said: "You still look like this person's short-sighted look. This face is too obtrusive to make a distraction."

Huang Yan listened to his tone and was not yin and yang. He did not know what to pick up. Instead, Jiang Xun commented that his lips had cracked several **** mouths. He couldn’t help but think of the appearance of the immortal teacher before his death. He took a cup of tea. Smoothly and safely thrown in front of Huang Yan, said: "Drinking."

Huang Yan took the cup and hesitated and drank it in a hurry. On the one hand, because he was too thirsty, on the other hand, about Huang Yan himself knew that Jiang wanted to kill him, and he did not need to poison.

Jiang searched for him to drink water, and he couldn’t help but say: "Who is the teacher who killed him?"

Huang Yan simmered into the trachea.

Jiang Xunyi slowly said: "The declaration is not so great. If he can kill the master, today will not be stopped by me and the cloud. Teacher, I am really weird, why did he win? , choose you?"

Huang Yan’s body trembled fiercely. At this moment, the window scorpion on the side suddenly made a “squeaky” sound. Jiang Xingyi just had to look back. Huang’s scream suddenly appeared like a screaming, even rolling. The ground rushed down from the bed, hugged Jiang’s leg, and cried: "Brother, I am wrong! I am wrong! You spare me, I really don’t know anything, Jun, he is really terrible, I, I, I don’t want to be possessed by him anymore!"

"..." Jiang Xunyi looked at the window blown by the wind, and silently twisted his head back. He felt that Huang Yan’s virtue was really not like a conspiracy.

The cold wind poured in and burst into the air, but the mind of the people was sober. Jiang searched for the meaning of the game. He stretched his hand and held Huang Yan’s shoulder and pushed him away from his leg. He said: "You really I don’t know anything?"

Huang Yan nodded again and again, "I am wrong, I am not trying to grab your position, it is the two elders! I really..."

Jiang Xunyi said: "I don't have to say anything, I know. If you have anything to eat, say it, I will tell people to do it for you."

Huang Yan: "..."

His crying stopped abruptly, and he looked at Jiang’s stunned eyes and could not understand what he meant.

Jiang Xun sighed and said: "There are so many things happening in the Lingyin faction. Now is the time when the turmoil is uneasy. Why don't you make a stern order to convince the public? You rebel and win the position, even if the teacher's death is not related to you, But before he died, the old man did not care about it. He only thought about colluding with the old two to deal with me. This one is a crime of death. If there is not too much negative emotion in the heart, it will not attract the demon, and the people are worried. I can't spare you."

Huang Yan stayed in the wood chicken, his eyes revealed despair, Jiang Xunyi no longer looked at him, turned and went out.

When he left the courtyard, he saw Yunchao back to him and held his hand at the door. Jiang Xunyi was not surprised at all. He said plainly: "I just thought about who was so boring, and I ran to the window and listened to us. It turned out to be you."

Yunxiu turned back and yelled at him: "Don't put gold on your face. Can I let you hear footsteps in the past?" He couldn't help but slammed the river to find some open collars. And again: "I usually look very embarrassed, the woman's benevolence at the crucial moment, I want to say anything with Huangyan nonsense, a slap in the face of death is finished. Just two of his flesh, you still want to keep the New Year Would you like to add another dish?"

Jiang Xunyi did not move, looking at the clouds and playing with his hands, calmly said: "Cloud break."

Yun Xidao: "Well?"

Jiang Xunyi smirked at him with a splendid smile. The right cheek showed a small dimple, and Yunchao breathed a stagnation. Jiang searched for a sudden change of face, lifting his leg and kneeling on his knee: Soon after Laozi’s death, Master’s father’s annoyance, he still has to listen to your temper here all day long. Are you looking for it?”