Chapter 140: The End of Hijacking

Today was a beautiful sunny day.

Jiang Luo lazily moved a stool to sit in front of the door, paralyzed in the chair against the wall, following the old man to sunbathe.

When the golden sunlight fell on his face, Jiang Luo's pupils seemed to be dyed gold. His black hair was messily piled up at the back of his head, and a few strands of hair flew up due to static electricity, turning into the color of gold under the sunlight.

The cold breath of winter is inhaled through the nose, the weather has always been dry during this season, the lips tend to be chapped and the skin prone to peeling. Jiang Luo was fine, his face was full of spring, his face was radiant. He licked his lips, a little dry, but not in the way. He didn't bother to get up to get himself a glass of water, and still didn't want to move.

The afterglow of the dream makes you lazy and yawn.

But this time is better than last time, this time do not need to clean up afterward. Jiang Luo half squinted his eyes and thought, "I don't know if it's because I was in a dream, but the evil spirits were so powerful last night that they didn't give Jiang Luo a chance to laugh at him".

Jiang Luo has already decided, if the method of utilizing the evil spirits in the dream is useful, he will act more and more indifferent every day, and when he turns his face to be merciless after seven days, Chi You's face will be very nice to see.

Thinking of this, Jiang Luo couldn't help but stoop down and stifle his laughter, his shoulders shaking with laughter. But as he laughed, Jiang Luo began to be bored with his boredom.

The words of the evil spirit flashed through his mind.

"There's something about me that really wants to sit on the fence about us being lovers."

The evil spirit pushed hard against it, thrusting his cold, dead fingers forcefully into Jiang Luo's crevice, and said, inscrutably, with the scent of sweat and lust, "You're right, I've grown fond of you, Jiang Luo."

He admitted it.

"That's a shame."

"From now on, every inch of your skin, every drop of your blood."

"It all belongs to me now."

The warm winter sun shines drowsily.

Jiang Luo returned to his senses and couldn't help but tsk.

For the sake of last night's pleasure, Jiang Luo didn't bother to count on Chi You for those few words he said.

Yours?

You're dreaming you.

Jiang Luo's eyes panned over to the potted plant, and with a twitch of his brain, he remembered the fact that Chi You had fallen for him.

He frowned and rubbed his brow, suddenly a little distracted.

Regardless of whether Chi You likes him or not, Jiang Luo has to return the only three kills he has left before he can do anything about it.

The time spent sunbathing flew by, and at ten o'clock a young boy came to Jiang Luo, "Senior brother, the Taoist Master invites you to go to the Little Spring Pool."

Compared to yesterday, Jiang Luo had prepared a change of clothes today. He picked up his things and followed the boy in the direction of the small spring pool.

When he passed, Taoist Master Wei He and the Fated Man were already waiting for him by the Little Spring Pond.

Jiang Luo greeted them, "Taoist Master, Fated Man."

The Fated One smiled and nodded, "You are in good spirits today."

Jiang Luo laughed softly, "After soaking in the holy water, my body and mind are much more relaxed."

Taoist Master Wei He couldn't help but reveal a few proud looks as he stroked his beard, "Sacred water is highly sought after by others because of this efficacy, this time is not too early, Jiang Luo, you should quickly get into the water."

Jiang Luo looked at the crystal clear new water, suppressed the boredom in his heart, slowly took off the clothes on his body, and said as if in idle conversation, "Taoist Master, when will my master come?"

"It's either today or tomorrow," said Taoist Master Wei He, "Your master is very concerned about you, it hasn't even been a month yet, and he wants to know how well you've cleared your body of defilements. You don't have to worry, although you only arrived at the summit yesterday and cleared the defilements cleared them late, I assure you that in five or six days at the most, you will become pure through and through, and you will be able to learn whatever you want."

Jiang Luo smiled faintly, "Techniques are all out of body, I don't care anymore."

Wei He Taoist Master choked slightly, so flustered that he stammered, "This this this is still something to learn ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the Fated Man turned his head sideways and spoke in a slightly heavier tone, "Lianol."

Wei He Daolong closed his mouth, and the predestined man said, "Go and see your several nephews go."

Taoist Master Wei He was a bit eager to speak, but after looking at Jiang Luo and then at the Fated Man, he finally smiled uncomfortably, "The Fated Man is right, my Lian Bing nephew's injuries are also very serious, I'm going to go check on him, so you guys carry on ah."

He finished his speech and left in a hurry. The dumb riddle the two of them were playing made Jiang Luo curious, and he asked coldly, "You look young, but the elders are somewhat afraid of your appearance."

He was treated with respect by the Old Master, and the Taoist priest Wei He was called by his first name. Was there a "Fated Man" in the original book?

The Fates lost his smile, "Do I look young?"

Jiang Luo nodded honestly, "Looks about my age."

"I'm not getting any younger," laughed the Predestined Man, shaking his head, "You get in the water, don't get cold."

Before going into the water, Jiang Luo touched the earrings in his pocket, hesitated for a few seconds, but decided not to wear them on his ears, and put them in his pants pocket.

The water of the small spring pool is still warm and comfortable, but today is different from yesterday, Jiang Luo just stood in the water, the black water around him will use double the speed of yesterday to quickly dye the entire pool black, Jiang Luo secretly raised eyebrows, spring dreaming turned out to be so effective?

Chi You, this guy, he's still useful.

The Fates looked at the water with some surprise and frowned as they dripped a drop of blood into the pool.

The surface of the water instantly turned over, the clear water and the black water each occupied one side, neither of them letting the other go. Jiang Luo had already verified his guess, he was a little relieved, but the black water reminded him of Chi You.

As his thoughts drifted, the sensation of last night's crispness to the cracks of his bones and pleasure to his toes began to roam up from his fingers again. Jiang Luo always have the feeling that there are ghosts behind the spine kissing, he can not help but clench his fists underwater, erotic pleasure in the hot water surging. But Jiang Luo raised his eyes and realized that while he was thinking about last night's incident, the black and white water, which was divided into two, lost its balance, and the black water began to push forward.

Jiang Luo: "......"

Jiang Luo coughed twice and quieted his mind, and the black water soon calmed down.

The predestined man said to himself, "Strange, the filth is heavier than yesterday."

When he finished speaking, he looked up at Jiang Luo again. there seemed to be a strange light flickering in his eyes, but he did not do or say anything.

Jiang Luo pretended not to see his eyes, treating the soak as a bath. An hour passed slowly, but Jiang Luo's vigilance inexplicably slackened, and he closed his eyes to rest. When he was half asleep, the Fated Man suddenly woke him up, "Jiang Luo."

Jiang Luo's eyelashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes.

The Fated One got out of the water at some point and stood in front of Jiang Luo in the thick fog.

Jiang Luo looked at him quietly.

The dew on the dark-haired youth's face slid down the corners of his forehead, moistening his dry lips. The Nemesis seemed to have been watching him, the pupils of his eyes really looked like they were covered in a snowy white, eyes that contained a smile but not a human face, oddly creepy.

The predestined man's white hair fell smoothly behind him, with two strands hanging down in front of him; his face was truly handsome, and with the heat filling it, he almost looked like an immortal.

"Would you like to hear a story?"

He asked warmly.

Jiang Luo's sluggish brain spun and nodded.

"Many years ago, I did a divination for the metaphysical world," the predestined man was not in a hurry, as if he was telling a small story that had nothing to do with himself, "the results of that divination informed me that the metaphysical world would begin to go from flourishing to declining, and that there would even be an extinguishing cataclysm."

"The entire metaphysical world will be destroyed in the hands of one man."

He couldn't help but laugh, "Doesn't that sound a little unbelievable?"

"But this is a fact," the predestined man's expression became faint, "For the future of the metaphysical world, countless people have made many efforts. But there are some calamities that cannot be avoided even with effort."

The Fated One suddenly reached out and gently brushed the side of Jiang Luo's face.

As if touched by a snowflake, the tassels on the long earrings in his pants swayed gently, and Jiang Luo's mind instantly cleared halfway.

He was secretly on guard.

The Fated One looked at him tenderly and said in a low voice, "In the entire world, you are the only one who can put an end to this calamity."

"I can't, your Master can't, and no one else can," he sighed generally, gently wiping away the droplets of water from beside Jiang Luo's lips, "only you can, and only you can kill him."

His words were like compulsion, like hypnosis, "For the sake of the metaphysical community, for the sake of your master and your friends, you have to go and end the disaster, okay?"