I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

"I don't know the five fellow daoists, can you take me?"

Jiang Lin expressed that he wanted to join their team, and then went to Hanxuezong with them.

Jiang Lin naturally didn't want to participate in any sect trial, he just wanted to know more about the situation of the cold snow sect and see how this sect was.

Under normal circumstances, the selection for entrance examination is the epitome of the comprehensive qualities of a sect, and the style of a sect can be seen best.

Seeing the leopard in the spotlight, Jiang Lin can therefore think about how to get in touch with the Snow Sect.

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

When they saw the mummy, even though they were attracted a lot of sight, they just looked at it, showing extremely pure innocence.

And they didn't mean anything to other people about the mummy.

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

To eliminate the demon is to eliminate the demon, the purpose is very simple.

This not only reminded Jiang Lin of the time when he kept on completing the targets and working hard for his livelihood after Master pretended to have dementia...

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

"Of course..."

"This...... Brother Jiang is also sorry."

When a female disciple's eyes lit up and she wanted to agree to Jiang Lin, the male disciple headed by her stood in front of her junior sister.

"My son, our Xuexue Sect's mission is for the five of us. If an outsider joins in and successfully completes the mission, I am afraid that I will be blamed by the sect. Please forgive me."

This brother found a good reason, but Jiang Lin naturally didn't believe it.

Looking at the vigilant look of this cold snow sect's outer sect-Senior Brother Huan Xuezong, Jiang Lin also understood.

After all, Sanxiu's reputation is indeed not good.

On the road to cultivating immortals, no matter where it is, the casual cultivator is the kind that is spurned or even a little scared by people.

Casual cultivating, just relying on self-cultivation, to put it a bit awkwardly, that is, stray dogs scrabble! For a little bit of opportunity, you can make a broken blood.

Even for a good magic weapon, they can even sell their own "dao companions", let alone what so-called friends...

Conspiring with San Xiu, it is tantamount to putting a knife on his back, which is nothing short of death.

"That's it."

Listening to their "explanation", Jiang Lin nodded very confidently.

"If this is the case, then I won't force it, but the monster may come out tonight, and I am afraid it will be a little bit of peach fan tonight, please cherish and be careful with fellow daoists."

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

If people don't get close to themselves, that can't be helped.

And listening to Jiang Lin's reminder, the eyes of the younger sister of Huaxuezong blinked and blinked, and the man was even more confused. I don't know the meaning of this casual cultivator named Jiang Diaoda.

The night gradually deepened, and everyone except Jiang Lin was looking for news about the monster in the courtyard.

I saw that they picked up all kinds of magical instruments and walked around in the yard, probing and probing, 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... a servant..."

It was late at night, and in the room, the big bald man with the blue dragon tattooed on his body was meditating, and the door was knocked.

"Come in."

"Yes..."

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

The candlelight reflected the charming face of the woman, and the white skin was more delicate under the red candlelight, as if it could be squeezed by a light pinch.

The maid tried again wearing a light veil, under the light veil, the scenery appeared.

Looking at the maid, the bald-headed Monk Yexiu swallowed, his eyes hot: "What's the matter with the girl?"

"The Nujia...The Nujia should be ordered by the lady to help the master to practice..." As she said, the woman's light gauze fell on the ground, curling around her white feet.

Creak, creak, creak, creak...

...

The night was darker, except for the woman's room, the day maids entered the man's room one after another.

Except for the three male disciples of Huanxuezong, they said, "Girls, please take care of yourself", and then rejected them. In the rest rooms, the bedspreads were overwhelmed and protested.

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

The one who shook his head was sympathy for those casual cultivators, if they knew that the corpse in their room was...

Tsk tsk tsk... I'm afraid they won't be able to move their pants in the next life...

The one who nodded was the affirmation of the three outer disciples of Xue Xuezong. They were really good, and concentration was indeed okay.

But Jiang Lin was a little melancholy...

This shouldn't be...

The corpse wanted to use essence to improve cultivation, and the monks were even more beautiful dishes.

But why didn't they start with themselves?

This is not what Jiang Lin really has a bold idea.

It's just that Jiang Lin thinks it shouldn't.

How many people can there be someone as handsome as yourself?

Not to mention that he was still a virgin, the Yang Guan had not been turned on, and the Yang Qi had not leaked out.

Isn't it attractive?

For the first time...

Jiang Lin doubted his charm for the first time...

And just when Jiang Lin suspected that he might not be the best man in the world, Jiang Lin's door was finally knocked~www.readwn.com~Who? "

"My son, my concubine is here to give my son some refreshments..."

At the door, there was the voice of Grandpa Lu's lovely wife.

Suddenly, Jiang Lin was overjoyed, and his heart was full of confidence again.

Look, my own charm is still great...

"Madam, please come in."

Jiang Lin responded.

The door opened, and Madam Lu, who was wearing a short-sleeved tunic, walked into Jiang Lin's room barefoot. The skirt under her was less than her knees, and her fair skin was exposed.

Biting his red lips, his eyes were still eager to talk, and his posture was indeed very good.

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

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

Master and Sister Jiuyi stunned them, which one's face didn't slap her?

Putting the plate with snacks and drinks on the table, Mrs. Lu sat in front of Jiang Lin, took off the outer gauze, revealing the snow-white shoulders, she was a palace dress tube top.

Jiang Lin glanced at him accidentally and then turned his gaze away.

Madam Lu thought Jiang Lin was shy...

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

Isn't this nonsense?

Imagine a zombie wearing a strapless tube top in Resident Evil, who can stand it...

"The concubine likes the son's name very much."

Pour Jiang Lin a cup of bright red fermented wine, Madam Lu slowly spoke.

"My name?" Jiang Lin was taken aback for a while, and he quickly realized that he was using a pseudonym now.

"Yes, it is said that people are just as they are. I don't know if my concubine is fortunate enough to see it."

With that, Mrs. Lu twisted her waist and moved closer...

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