"I don't know if the five fellow Daoists can take me?"

Jiang Lin said that he wanted to join their team and then go to the Cold Snow Sect with them.

Jiang Lin naturally didn't want to participate in any sect trials, he just wanted to learn more about the situation of the Cold Snow Sect and see how the style of this sect was.

Under normal circumstances, the assessment and selection of a sect is the epitome of the comprehensive quality of a sect, and the style of a sect can be seen the most.

Seeing the leopard, Jiang Lin could think about how to contact the Cold Snow Sect.

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

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

And they didn't have any ill thoughts about the Dead Lady to the others.

Instead, they pondered in the courtyard how to draw out and defeat the demon.

To get rid of the demon is to get rid of the demon, and the purpose is very simple.

This not only reminded Jiang Lin of the time when he kept completing the indicators and working hard for his livelihood after the master pretended to be demented......

In those years, women only affected the speed at which they swung their swords.

"Absolutely"

"Brother Jiang, I'm sorry for this."

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

"Childe, the mission of our Phantom Snow Sect is for the five of us, if outsiders join and successfully complete the task because of this, I am afraid that the sect will blame me, and please forgive me."

This senior brother has a very good reason, but well, Jiang Lin naturally doesn't believe it.

Looking at the vigilant eyes of this senior brother of the Illusory Snow Sect of the Outer Sect of the Cold Snow Sect, Jiang Lin also understood.

After all, the reputation of casual cultivation is indeed not good.

On the path of cultivating immortals, no matter what kind of place you cultivate, you are the kind that is spurned or even a little scared.

Loose cultivation and casual cultivation, just relying on one's own cultivation, to put it mildly, that is, wild dogs shave! For a little chance, you can earn a head and break the bloodstream.

Even for the sake of a good magic weapon, they can even sell their own "Taoist companions", let alone what so-called friends they are

Conspiring with Sanxiu is tantamount to putting a knife on one's back, which is simply death.

"I see."

Jiang Lin listened to their "explanation" and nodded very convincingly.

"In that case, then I won't force it, but tonight, the monster may come out, and I'm afraid there will be a little peach powder tonight, so please cherish and be careful."

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

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

And listening to Jiang Lin's reminder, the junior sister of the Phantom Snow Sect blinked and blinked, and the man was even more confused, not knowing what this loose cultivator named Jiang Diao Da meant.

The night was getting darker, and everyone except Jiang Lin was looking for news of the monster in the courtyard.

I saw them pick up all kinds of magic weapons and walk and walk in the yard, probe and explore, like those anchors who like to die in the wild

But they didn't find anything, and turned back to their room.

"Who!"

"Master, it's a slave"

It was late at night, and in the room, the bald man with a green dragon tattoo was meditating, when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Yes"

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

The candle flame reflects the woman's delicate face, and the fair skin is more delicate under the red candle flame? It's as if it can be broken with a slight pinch.

The maid tried to wear a light veil again? Under the light veil, the scenery is like a reality.

Looking at the maid, the bald monk Yexiu swallowed his saliva, his eyes were hot: "What's the matter with the girl?" ”

"The slave family should be ordered by the lady? Come and help the master practice," she said, and the woman's light veil fell to the ground, curling at her fair feet.

Squeak squeak, squeak, squeak

……

The night deepened, and in addition to the woman's room, the maids of the day entered the man's room one after another.

And except for the three male disciples of the Phantom Snow Sect who said "Girl, please respect yourself", and then rejected them, in the rest of the scattered rooms, the bed boards were overwhelmed and expressed their protest.

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

Shaking his head was sympathy for those who were loose cultivators, if they knew that there were dried corpses in their room

Tut-tut...... I'm afraid they won't be able to move their pants in the next life......

Nodding is the affirmation of the three outer disciples of the Phantom Snow Sect, they are indeed good, and the concentration is indeed okay.

However, Jiang Lin was a little melancholy

This shouldn't be

The dry corpse wanted to use the essence to improve his cultivation, and the monk was even more delicious.

But why don't they do it to themselves?

It's not that Jiang Lin really has any bold idea.

It's just that Jiang Lin feels that it shouldn't be.

How many people can be as handsome as themselves?

Not to mention that he is still a virgin, the yang gate has not been opened, and the yang energy has not leaked out.

Aren't you attractive?

For the first time

For the first time, Jiang Lin had doubts about his charm

And just when Jiang Lin suspected that he might not be the first handsome in the world, Jiang Lin's door was finally knocked.

"Who?"

"Childe, the concubine came to bring some refreshments to Childe"

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

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

Look, I'm still very attractive

"Madame, please come in."

Jiang Lin responded.

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

Biting his red lips lightly, his eyes are still talking, and his posture is indeed extremely good.

It's a pity that in front of Jiang Lin, it's just a dried corpse

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

Master and sister Jiu are fond of them, which one's face doesn't beat her?

Putting the plate of snacks and drinks on the table, Mrs. Lu sat in front of Jiang Lin, took off her outer veil, revealing her snow-white shoulders, which was a palace dress bandeau dress.

Jiang Lin glanced at it inadvertently and then turned his gaze.

Mrs. Lu thought Jiang Lin was shy

As everyone knows, Jiang Lin just felt a little disgusting.

Isn't this nonsense?

Just imagine, a zombie in Resident Evil wears an off-the-shoulder bandeau suit, who can withstand this

"The concubine likes the name of the son very much."

Pouring Jiang Lin a glass of bright red wine, Mrs. Lu said slowly.

"My name?" Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted that he was now using a pseudonym.

"Yes, it is said that people are like their names, I don't know if the concubine is lucky enough to see it."

As she spoke, Mrs. Lu twisted her waist and approached step by step