The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Shen Liuxiang tasted blood.

Lips were bitten.

The person who held him to kiss was like a hungry wolf.

Shen Liuxiang was almost out of breath, and stretched his fingers towards his waist with difficulty. After barely reaching the star flower bag, he immediately squeezed it.

A dark light flashed in the forest, and Zhou Xuanlan, whose head was covered by the star flower bag, stopped moving, fell forward, and fell on Shen Liuxiang's body and fainted.

Shen Liuxiang took a deep breath, supported Zhou Xuanlan who was leaning against him with one hand, and wiped the corner of his lower lip with the other.

Pain "his-" sound.

Sharpened fingertips stained with dark red blood.

"Are you a dog!" Shen Liuxiang recovered from the shock and was so angry that he wanted to slap his apprentice on the head.

But thinking that Zhou Xuanlan was blocking spells for him, he did this. He endured it and sat down on the tree trunk, letting people rest on his shoulders.

This account is counted on the flower splash.

On the stone, Ao Yue's mouth was wide open for a while, and she sensed the dangerous stare, and immediately raised her puppy's leg and said, "I swear not to tell anyone."

Shen Liuxiang turned the binding rope, "Tell me, why are you willing to come?"

Ao Yue: "Of course I can't bear you, Xianjun."

Nonsence.

Shen Liuxiang didn't know where to believe, looked down at the runes on the spirit binding rope, and said without raising his head: "Tell the truth."

Ao Yue hesitated and said vaguely, "I made a deal, so I can't go into details."

Zhou Xuanlan found him at the time, saying that Shen Liuxiang was taken away and asked him to help find someone.

Tengu can be thousands of miles away, and he can lock the position with a wisp of breath. Ao Yue sniffs and knows which direction Shen Liuxiang is going, but the evil ghost Xianjun is in trouble, he secretly praises it, and is willing to help.

But Zhou Xuanlan mentioned a deal that Ao Yue could not refuse - the whereabouts of the demon bone pill.

No demon can resist the temptation of the holy pill of the demon world that has disappeared for nearly 10,000 years.

Shen Liuxiang frowned.

At this time, the whole night sky shone brightly, and there were colorful clouds in the sky, and countless spiritual energies swept away in the north direction.

The vision of heaven and earth triggered by the breakthrough of the Almighty!

Shen Liuxiang thought that he was from the Beilun Sword Sect.

The original book mainly revolves around Su Baiche and a group of male supporting characters, telling stories of heartthrobs and various Shura fields. He has very little brush and ink on things that are not related to it, and he doesn't know who broke through.

While guessing, Ling Ye stepped out of the void and said, "It's Jianzhen Daoist."

Shen Liuxiang sucked in a breath of cold air.

Daoist Swordsman is already in the God Transformation Realm, and if he makes a breakthrough, wouldn't he have entered the Mahayana Realm!

Ling Ye: "You don't have to worry about Nan Yaoquan and others."

Jianzhen Daoist broke through, and there are more Mahayana realms in the world. All forces must respond. As the leader of all parties, the next few days will be very busy.

Shen Liuxiang pointed to the apprentice An Jingjing closed his eyes, "He has been hit by the Splash Spell, Senior Brother has a way."

Ling Ye's eyes fell on Shen Liuxiang, he noticed the slightly swollen lips, and frowned, "Your apprentice bit it."

Shen Liuxiang explained: "He was affected by the spell."

Ling Ye: "Before the flower splashed away, he told me that his self-created spell is called Niansheng, which has no effect on people, but only amplifies the thoughts in his heart, but what he said has always been half-truth, not complete. letter."

More than half-truths, there are nine falsehoods and one true in the novel.

Shen Liuxiang said, "There is a way to crack it."

"No, but the effects of the spell will fade over time,"

Ling Ye looked at Zhou Xuanlan, "When your disciple wakes up, it should be relieved a lot."

Believe in you jerk-!

Shen Liuxiang was wrapped around his waist by the awakened Zhou Xuanlan, kissing and biting, wishing to kill Ling Ye, who was stunned and chuckled, with his eyes.

What is this spell called 'Niansheng'?

Turn it into an aphrodisiac!

When Shen Liuxiang was helpless, he slapped Zhou Xuanlan on the back of the neck, and his apprentice immediately fell on top of him.

After Ling Ye laughed, he clenched his fist and coughed lightly.

"Jianzhen Daoist broke through to the Mahayana realm, Jianzong invited the entire cultivation world to celebrate together, all sects and sects have received invitations to participate in the feast, Qingling also has to prepare good gifts, Lingyue has already led the team to set off from the sect, you Would you like to go?"

Shen Liuxiang's eyes brightened slightly and nodded.

Thinking of the delicious food at the banquet, the saliva can't be restrained.

But it is not appropriate for him to appear directly in front of people at the foundation-building stage now, "I pretend to be a disciple of Qingling, what do you think, senior brother?"

Ling Ye said: "It's a way."

Ling Ye accompanied Shen Liu all the way to Lunhua City, and after he settled in the inn, he would go directly to Jianzong, "Lunhua City is under the jurisdiction of Jianzong, there will be no cultivators wantonly doing things, don't worry about safety."

Shen Liuxiang turned into a teenager, and his face also changed, replaced by a bland one that couldn't be found after being thrown into the crowd.

"Senior brother, just go, I will meet Ling Yue here and go to Jianzong together."

As Shen Liuxiang said, he blinked at the face in the bronze mirror, and sighed melancholy, "The art of disguising is too difficult, and it is already the pinnacle of craftsmanship."

He pinched his face with the disguise technique for a long time, and this one works...at least like a person.

He remembered that the original body used the disguise technique to imitate Su Bai Che, but as a result, he was neither a ghost nor a ghost. Nan Yaoquan stretched out his hand and pinched it, and it would become exactly the same. Could this be the difference in talent...

Shen Liuxiang felt hit.

Ling Ye stared at him: "I just remembered that it was the same when you were young before you went out to practice. You used the Disguise Technique to change your appearance while muttering, and the words were exactly the same."

Shen Liuxiang was surprised.

"Although your face is ordinary, I have seen it a few times before, and now I look back at it with some nostalgia."

Ling Ye's voice was warm, and he smiled, "I have informed Ling Yue, no one knows your identity except him, you will be an ordinary disciple for now."

Shen Liu nodded.

Ling Ye originally wanted to send a letter to the imperial palace for him, asking how to crack the spirit-binding rope, but Shen Liuxiang refused and did not want to be involved with the imperial palace for the time being. Moreover, he faintly found that he could understand some spirit-binding runes. After a while, maybe you can solve it by yourself.

In the evening, Shen Liuxiang leaned against the window and looked at the bustling street outside.

Counting the time, the people from the sect should arrive at noon tomorrow.

There was some movement on the bed, and Zhou Xuanlan, who had been waking up and stunned alternately all the way, woke up again. Shen Liuxiang walked over and rubbed his wrist skillfully.

Zhou Xuanlan stared at him blankly, as if he didn't recognize who he was, and didn't move.

He hesitated to call: "Master?"

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows: "Are you awake?"

Zhou Xuanlan nodded slightly, so Shen Liuxiang leaned over and took a closer look at the boy's eyes.

When he was about to teach someone a lesson, Zhou Xuanlan suddenly raised his head, the sneak attack was successful, and kissed the corner of Shen Liu's lips.

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

He raised his hand to knock people unconscious, and the boy holding the quilt trembled reflexively, "Master, my neck hurts."

There was a bit of grievance in his tone.

Shen Liuxiang put down his hand, lifted his apprentice's long hair and glanced at the back of his neck, the dark blue color of varying severity was all falling in these few sunsets.

"...It's okay not to knock you out, but you're not allowed to be your teacher."

Zhou Xuanlan's face changed slightly: "Master, let me stun me."

Shen Liuxiang really wanted to give it another shot, but knocking people out all the time was not the way to go. Besides, Zhou Xuanlan's situation was obviously much better, at least he could communicate normally.

So he said earnestly: "Except for Taoist companions, you can't kiss anyone casually."

"The disciple is not casual, and the master is not someone else," Zhou Xuanlan paused and gave a reason to refute, "The master can also be a Taoist companion."

Shen Liuxiang took a deep breath and resisted the urge to slap the dead apprentice.

What are you doing?

Still want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors!

He stretched out his finger and flicked it **** Zhou Xuanlan's forehead, "Sober me up, I told you not to kiss."

Hearing this, the young man on the bed was dejected, as if he had lost the direction of his life, "But I just want to get close to Master, and I can't stop this thought."

Shen Liuxiang made another hard note on Hua Splash.

After thinking for a while, he held Zhou Xuanlan's face in his hands, then kissed him on the forehead, and patted the top of his hair very perfunctorily, "Okay, I will be so close to you as a teacher in the future."

Zhou Xuanlan raised his hand and touched his forehead in a daze. This was the first time that Master took the initiative to kiss him.

He pursed his lips and nodded in agreement.

Shen Liuxiang finally found the trick and cried with joy. Taking advantage of the night, he went to the restaurant to celebrate. Before Ling Ye left, he gave him some spiritual stones, just in time for a luxurious meal.

After a full meal, wander the streets.

"Don't call me Master these days,"

Shen Liuxiang remembered the business, "I'm a pseudonym Shen Liuliu, you should also call me that."

Zhou Xuanlan looked embarrassed: "Why not call it Saturday and Saturday."

Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "I take you as my apprentice, but you want to be my father?"

Zhou Xuanlan was about to explain, when a shout came from the stall next to him, "The latest storybook, "The Cruel Master's Pretty Apprentice", "The Overbearing Sect Master Loves Me", "The Honorable Master's Lady Running with the Ball"..."

Shen Liuxiang was attracted, and bought dozens of copies in one go as a pastime.

At noon the next day, it was time for Qing Ling and his group to arrive. Shen Liuxiang ordered good wine and good food, and took the lead to eat.

The restaurant was full of seats, and the monks accounted for the majority, and the topic at the dinner table was all about the recent happy events of the Sword Sect.

"When a Taoist enters the Mahayana realm, it can be said that one person has attained Taoism and ascended to heaven, and the entire Sword Sect will be honored."

"I can't say that. The relationship between the Taoist and the current sect master is not good. Although the two are masters and apprentices, they are not close. After all, the Taoist loves his young apprentice Ning Runxin the most."

"No, I have to add a disciple, Ye Bingran."

"It was in the past. After Ning Runxin went wrong, the Taoist only cared about helping the younger apprentice improve his cultivation."

"Alas, it's a pity that Ning Runxin and Ye Bingran were once known as the Double Walls of the Sword Sect, but now the two have cultivated one world and one earth."

"No one would have imagined that Ning Runxin would be trapped in love when he went out to practice once. He stopped at Jindan and did not advance half a step. Fortunately, he has a good master, and now his status in Jianzong has not declined but has risen."

"Speaking of this, I heard that he was kicked by someone, so he became a demon."

"What?! At that time, he was the favored son of the heavens, no girl could refuse him!"

"No, it is said to be a teenager."

"That must have a peerless posture!"

"No, no, I heard that she looks very ordinary."

"???"

Shen Liuxiang joined Ling Yue and others, changed into uniform clothes, and went to Beilun Sword Sect together.

Along the way, due to Zhou Xuanlan's constant clinging, Shen Liuxiang, who was among the disciples, attracted a lot of attention. Most of them cast obscure glances, Ling Jinye was the most straightforward, and came over to look curiously, "Who is this, why haven't I seen it before. "

Zhou Xuanlan: "Six or six."

Before going out, Shen Liuxiang deliberately kissed Zhou Xuanlan's forehead to make people more obedient, so Zhou Xuanlan behaved very normally this time.

"But you can only call him Shen Liuliu," Zhou Xuanlan paused and added, "You can call him Zhou... huh?"

Shen Liuxiang covered his mouth and smiled at Ling Jinye, "I'm an outer disciple, it's normal that you haven't seen it before."

The young man's appearance was average, with only a hint of elegance, but when he laughed, his eyes were slightly curved like crescent moons, which filled his entire face with spiritual energy, which was much more pleasing to the eye.

Ling Jinye looked pleasing to the eye: "They are all disciples of Qingling, so what is the outer door and inner door?"

He wanted to climb Shen Liu's shoulder, stretched his hand halfway, and was slapped, "Ling, Lingyue elders."

Ling Yue: "Presumptuous."

Hooking shoulders and backs with Xianjun, what a formality.

Ling Jinye was stunned, and withdrew his hand angrily.

They came to the gate of Jianzong Mountain, and the disciples who were waiting here saw a group of people wearing white robes with plum patterns, and hurriedly greeted them, "All the Taoists of Qingling Sect are friendly, please follow me into the sect after waiting for a long time."

As one of the powerful immortal sects, Qingling has always been eye-catching. The moment he stepped into the sword sect, he attracted attention from all directions.

The disciples of Qingling have long been accustomed to staring like this, their faces are as usual, they walk without squinting, and their demeanor is not lost.

Therefore, Shen Liuxiang, who was mixed in it, became particularly eye-catching. In the group, only he looked around and looked around curiously.

"Who is that disciple?"

"I don't know, but I feel that it has lowered the Qingling card."

"This kind of feast, shouldn't all the disciples come here, why is Qingling mixed up with something strange?"

"It's rude," Jianzong Elder appeared and scolded the whispering disciples.

After he left, the disciples didn't dare to discuss any more, but asked in doubt, "Why is Elder Wu here? Isn't he responsible for taking care of Ning Shishu?"

"Master Ning left this morning."

"What?! He hasn't been out of the cave for several years, right?"

"After all, the Taoist is his master, and he is dedicated to him. It would be too cold to not congratulate him."

"Where is Uncle Shi now, I'll go take a look, I haven't seen him for a few years."

"In Lengjiantai, Jianzun and others are with him."

Cold Sword Terrace.

Ye Bingran bowed his back to the young man, "Uncle, Master said that the wind is cold here, so you can't stand for a long time."

The young man called Uncle Shi was about the same age as Ye Bingran.

His long hair was casually gathered behind his back, and his handsome face was like a crown of jade, but his lips were pale and his brows were always slightly frowned.

"I'm just taking a break from cultivation. It's not that I have a physical problem. Senior brother is thinking about something."

The elders who followed him held their breaths, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. In Jianzong, Ning Shishu could be so disrespectful to the sect master.

Ning Runxin turned his eyes to the noisy square, "I haven't come out for a long time, but there are a lot more people in the sect."

An elder replied: "Not all of them are from the Sword Sect, there are visitors from all over the world these days."

Ning Runxin's mind moved slightly: "If that's the case, do you think he will come?"

The elders looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Again.

This "he" was regarded by the people of Jianzong as Ning Runxin's inner demon, and even doubted the existence of this person, because no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find this person.

"How could it be so coincidental... Uncle Ning, it's been so long, you should let it go."

"Never got it, how can you let it go,"

Ning Runxin put his hands behind his back, and his eyes swayed lazily around the square, "But you're right, how can there be such a coincidence, and ... he must be hiding from me, otherwise why can't he find him."

His eyes were dim, and when he was about to withdraw his gaze, a thin young man suddenly broke into his eyes.

Ning Runxin's eyes narrowed, and his face suddenly changed.

In the martial arts plaza, rows of disciples of the Sword Sect practiced their sword movements in a neat and uniform manner. When they found out that the people in Qingling passed by, they were even more refreshed, and there was a faint sense of comparison and demonstration.

When Shen Liuxiang saw one of them, he couldn't help laughing, "If you hold it upside down, doesn't it hurt to hold the tip of the sword?"

Seeing this, Zhou Xuanlan stopped and grabbed Shen Liuxiang's sleeve.

Shen Liuxiang: "Huh?"

Zhou Xuanlan looked at him with an expectant expression on her face, and her fingertips nodded her forehead suggestively.

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

So many people are watching!

Zhou Xuanlan opened his pitch-black eyes and nodded his forehead urgingly.

"No," Shen Liuxiang said firmly.

After speaking, the apprentice's complexion changed slightly, and the whole person instantly became sluggish.

Shen Liuxiang held his forehead with a headache, thought about it, and raised two long white fingers.

"I owe it, I'll kiss you twice later."

Zhou Xuanlan thought for a moment, raised his hand, and three slender fingers swayed in front of Shen Liuxiang.

A shrewd little bunny!

"Okay, okay," Shen Liuxiang took his finger and pressed it down from the air.

At this time, there was a commotion in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, several people from Jianzong appeared and stopped in front of everyone in Qingling.

Shen Liuxiang saw a familiar face, but at this time, Ye Bingran probably didn't know him.

A tall and thin figure quickly broke into the Qingling disciples, and the elders behind him shouted anxiously: "Master, don't worry! Which one is it! We will help you stop it!"

Seeing this, the surrounding Sword Sect disciples changed their expressions.

"It's Ning Shishu, who actually left the customs."

"Could it be that he fell ill again, or why did he break into the Qingling disciples?"

"Wait... Uncle Shi seems to be very happy. Could it be that he has found that person!"

"What?! Who is who! Let me see who my uncle has been thinking about for so long!"

"It is said that the Qingling disciples who came this time are all pure jade, which is not bad. I guess it is the smiling disciple at the front."

"I think it's the handsome young man in the back... eh eh, you see, the uncle is really walking towards him! Reach out! Hold him—the one next to him???"

Amidst all the attention, Ning Runxin picked out one of the Qingling disciples who could not be found by throwing them into the crowd.

Holding his hand, his eyes were full of affection: "I finally found you."

Everyone: "?!!"

The eyes of the audience flew over.

Shen Liuxiang blinked, staring at the strange young man in front of him, a little confused.

Until the extremely suppressed voice sounded next to him, he woke up at once, "Master, who is he?"