I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

I don't know five friends, can you take me with you?

Jiang Lin expressed his desire to join their team, and then go to the Cold Snow Sect with them.

Naturally, Jiang Lin didn't want to participate in any sect trials, he just wanted to learn more about the situation of the Hanxue Sect and see how the sect's style is.

Under normal circumstances, the examination and selection for admission to the sect is the epitome of a sect's comprehensive quality, and the style of a sect can be best seen.

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

Moreover, Jiang Lin had a good impression of these five people.

When they saw the mummy lady, although they were attracted a lot of attention, they just looked at it, and they were extremely innocent.

And they didn't tell others that they had any bad thoughts about the mummy lady.

Instead, they were thinking about how to lure and defeat the monster in the courtyard.

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

This not only reminded Jiang Lin of the time when his master pretended to be demented, but he kept fulfilling the quota and working hard to make a living...

In those years, women only affected the speed at which he swung his sword.

Of course

Brother Jiang please forgive me for this.

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

My lord, our Huanxue Sect's mission is aimed at the five of us. If outsiders join us and successfully complete the mission, I'm afraid they will be reprimanded by the sect. Please forgive me, my lord.

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

Looking at the wary eyes of the outer sect of the Cold Snow Sect—the senior brother of the Huanxue Sect, Jiang Lin also understood.

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

On the road of cultivating immortals, no matter where they are, casual cultivators are the kind who are spurned or even feared by others.

Loose cultivators, just rely on their own practice, to put it harshly, that is wild dogs planing food! For a little chance, you can earn a lot of money.

Even for a good magic weapon, they can even sell their dao companion, let alone a so-called friend.

Conspiring with casual cultivators is tantamount to putting a knife in one's back, which is simply death.

I see.

Jiang Lin listened to their explanation, and nodded in confidence.

If that's the case, then I won't force it. However, the monster may come out tonight, and I'm afraid there will be a little peach powder tonight, so please be careful and cherish it, fellow daoists.

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

If people don't get close to themselves, there's nothing they can do.

Hearing Jiang Lin's reminder, the junior sister of Huan Xuezong blinked and blinked, and the man was even a little confused, not knowing what the meaning of this casual cultivator named Jiang Diao Da was.

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

I saw them picking up all kinds of magic weapons and walking in the yard, exploring and exploring, just like those anchors who like to die in the wild.

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

who!

Master, yes. It's a slave.

It was already late at night, and in the room, the bald man with the blue dragon tattooed on his body was meditating, when there was a knock on the door.

Come in.

yes

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

The candlelight reflected the woman's charming face, and her fair skin looked more delicate under the red candlelight, as if it could be broken with a light pinch.

The maid tried wearing a light gauze again, under the light gauze, the scenery seemed to appear.

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

Nujia. Nujia is ordered by my wife to help Master practice. As he said, the woman's light veil fell to the ground and curled around her fair feet.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

...

As the night grew darker, in addition to the women's room, the maids during the day entered the men's room one after another.

Except for the three male disciples of Huanxuezong who said Girls, please respect yourself and then rejected them, the bed boards in the rest of the casual cultivator's room were overwhelmed and protested.

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

Shaking his head is sympathy for those casual cultivators, if they know that the corpse in their room is a mummy

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

Those who nodded were affirmation to the three outer disciples of Huan Xuezong, they were indeed good, and their concentration was indeed possible.

But Jiang Lin felt a little melancholy again.

This shouldn't be

The mummy wants to use energy to improve its cultivation, and monks are even more delicious food.

But why didn't they attack themselves?

It wasn't that Jiang Lin really had any bold idea.

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

How many people are there who are as handsome as me?

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

Don't you feel attractive?

first.

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

And just when Jiang Lin suspected that he might not be the most handsome man in the world, there was finally a knock on Jiang Lin's room door.

who?

My lord, this concubine is here to bring you some refreshments.

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

Immediately, Jiang Lin was overjoyed and filled with confidence again.

Look, I still have a lot of charm

Madam, 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 with bare feet. The half skirt below her body did not reach her knees, and her fair skin was exposed.

Biting her red lips lightly, her eyes still wanting to speak, her posture is indeed very good.

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

And even if it wasn't a mummy, Jiang Lin's DNA was still as stable as a mountain!

Master and senior sister Jiu Yi loves them, which one's face doesn't hang her?

Putting the plate of snacks and drinks on the table, Mrs. Lu sat in front of Jiang Lin, she pulled off her veil, revealing her snow-white shoulders, wearing a palace dress and tube top.

Jiang Lin glanced at it unintentionally and then turned his gaze away.

Madam Lu thought Jiang Lin was shy

As everyone knew, Jiang Lin just felt a little sick.

Is not this nonsensical?

Just imagine, a zombie in Resident Evil is wearing a strapless tube top, who can stand it?

I really like the name of the young master.

After pouring Jiang Lin a glass of bright red wine, Mrs. Lu spoke slowly.

My name? Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that he was using an alias now.

Yes, it is said that people live up to their names. I don't know if I am lucky enough to meet him.

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