Chapter 650

"I don't know five Taoist friends. Can you take me?"

Jiang Lin said he wanted to join their team and go to hanxuezong with them.

Jiang Lin naturally doesn't want to participate in the sect trial. He just wants to know more about the Han Xue sect and see how the sect works.

Generally, the entrance examination and selection is the epitome of the comprehensive quality of a sect, and the style of a sect can be seen most.

Seeing the leopard, Jiang Lin can think about how to contact the cold snow sect.

And Jiang Lin's impression of these five people is very good.

When they saw the mummified lady, although they were also attracted a lot of attention, they just looked at it and showed great innocence.

And they didn't say anything to others about the mummy lady.

Instead, they thought about how to lead out and defeat the demon in the courtyard.

To get rid of demons is to get rid of demons. The purpose is very simple.

This not only reminds Jiang Lin of his time when master pretended to be mentally retarded and kept completing the indicators and working hard for his livelihood

In those years, women only affected the speed of their sword.

"Of course..."

"Well... Please apologize, brother Jiang."

When a female disciple's eyes brightened and wanted to promise Jiang Lin, the male disciple headed by him stood in front of his younger martial sister.

"Childe, the mission of our magic snow sect is aimed at the five of us. If outsiders join us and successfully complete the mission, I'm afraid they will be blamed by the sect. Please forgive me, childe."

The elder martial brother has good reasons, but Jiang Lin doesn't believe it.

Looking at the vigilant eyes of the elder martial brother of the illusory snow sect, the outer sect of the cold snow sect, Jiang Lin also understood.

After all, Sanshou's reputation is really bad.

On the road of cultivating immortality, no matter where it is, it is the kind that people despise or even fear.

Casual practice, casual practice, just rely on their own practice. To put it mildly, that is, wild dogs eat! For a little chance, you can earn a head and break blood flow.

Even for a good magic weapon, they can sell their "Taoist partners", not to mention their so-called friends

Conspiring with sanxiu, it was like putting a knife on his back. It was like death.

"I see."

Jiang Lin listened to their "explanation" and nodded with great confidence.

"In that case, I won't insist. However, the monster may come out tonight, and I'm afraid there is some peach powder tonight. Please take care of it."

Jiang Lin kindly reminded him and went back to the house.

If people don't get close to themselves, there's no way.

Listening to Jiang Lin's reminder, the younger martial sister of magic snow sect blinked and blinked, and the man was a little confused. I don't know what the casual repair named Jiang Diao Da means.

The night gradually went deep. Except for Jiang Lin, everyone was looking for the news of the monster in the hospital.

They picked up all kinds of magic tools and walked and explored in the yard, like those anchors who like to die in the wild

But they did not find anything, so they turned back to their room.

"Who!"

"Master, it's... It's a slave..."

It was late at night. In the room, the bald man with a green dragon was meditating. As a result, the door was knocked.

"Come in."

"Yes..."

After getting permission, the maid Jiao shyly entered the room and closed the door.

The candle reflected the woman's charming face, and the white skin was more delicate under the red candle, as if it could be broken with a pinch.

The maid tried wearing a gauze again. Under the gauze, the scenery was as if it were present.

Looking at the maid, the bald monk swallowed his saliva and his eyes were hot: "what's the matter, girl?"

"I... I came to help the master practice at the order of my wife..." as she said, the woman's gauze fell to the ground and the song was rolled at her white feet.

Squeak, squeak, squeak

……

The night was deeper. In addition to the women's room, the maids of the day entered the men's room one after another.

In addition to the three male disciples of the magic snow sect who said "please respect yourself, girl", and then rejected them, the bed boards in the rest of the scattered repair rooms were overwhelmed to express their protest.

Sitting alone in the room, Jiang Linjiang shook his head and nodded.

Shaking his head is sympathy for those casual practitioners. If they know that the corpses in their room are mummies

Tut tut... I'm afraid they can't move their pants in the next life

Nodding is the affirmation of the three external disciples of magic snow sect. They are really good and their concentration is really OK.

But Jiang Lin is a little melancholy

This shouldn't be

The dried corpse wants to take essence to improve his cultivation, and the friar is a very beautiful delicacy.

But why didn't they do it to themselves?

This is not Jiang Lin's bold idea.

It's just that Jiang Lin doesn't think he should.

How many handsome people can there be like yourself?

Not to mention that he is still a virgin, Yang Guan is not open, Yang Qi has not leaked out.

Are you not attractive?

for the first time......

Jiang Lin doubted his charm for the first time

When Jiang Lin suspected that he might not be the most handsome in the world, Jiang Lin's door was finally knocked.

"Who?"

"Young master, I came to deliver some tea for you..."

At the door came the voice of Grandpa Lu's wife.

Suddenly, Jiang Lin's heart was full of confidence again.

See, your charm is still great

"Madam, please come in."

Jiang Lin responded.

When the door opened, Mrs. Lu, wearing a short sleeved skirt, walked barefoot into Jiang Lin's room. The half skirt under her body was less than her knees, and her white skin was exposed outside.

She nibbled on her red lips, and her eyes were eager to speak. Her posture was really very good.

It's a pity... In front of Jiang Lin, it's just a corpse

And even if it's not a mummy, Jiang Lin's DNA is still as stable as a mountain!

Master, elder martial sister Jiu Yisu said to them, which one doesn't hang her?

Put the plate containing snacks and drinks on the table. Mrs. Lu sat in front of Jiang Lin, took off her outer veil and exposed her snow-white shoulders. It was a palace dress and a bra.

Jiang Lin inadvertently glanced and turned his eyes.

Mrs. Lu thought Jiang Lin was shy

As everyone knows, Jiang Lin just feels a little sick.

Isn't that nonsense?

Imagine that a zombie in the biochemical crisis is wearing a shoulder off bra. Who can stand it

"I like your name very much."

She poured a glass of bright red wine for Jiang Lin, and Mrs. Lu spoke slowly.

"My name?" Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted. He is now using an alias.

"Yes, it is said that people are like their names. I wonder if I have the honor to see them."

With that, Mrs. Lu twisted her waist and approached step by step