The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

The group of people who came from the cave stopped at the edge of the martial arts field, and the surroundings fell into dead silence for several miles.

As far as the eyes go, there is no ordinary-looking boy, only a person with a beautiful appearance and a soul-stirring every move.

Ning Runxin's eyes trembled slightly, but he didn't regain his senses.

It never occurred to him that the young man he met in Donghuang, behind a bland face, hides a world-shattering face, so beautiful that one can't take his eyes off it.

He has been in seclusion for many years and knows very little about the outside world. For a while, he hasn't figured out Shen Liuxiang's identity, and is only shocked by that delicate face.

Zhao Lin was different from him. The moment he saw the young man's handsome facial features, a huge wave broke out in his heart.

He recognized the face.

Xianjun Qingling, Shen Liuxiang.

In the past ten years, he raised his sword countless times to drive people out of the sword sect, beckoned ruthlessly, never showed mercy, and even wounded him several times.

It turned out that the person who was chasing was Brother Chenxiang? !

Zhao Lin's face turned pale.

They were not the only ones who were shocked. After the disciples of the various sects were stunned, they immediately boiled like a frying pan. Most of them had never seen Shen Liuxiang.

"Who is this person?! Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"If it is such an amazing appearance, I can understand why Ning Runxin and others have been thinking about it for many years."

"This is Shen Liuliu?! Why do you want to pretend to be so ordinary?

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaty, I want to go to Qing Lingzong."

Ye Shi stood there dumbfounded.

Originally, Shen Liuliu's worried heart raised in his throat, but when he saw this scene, his heart rose even more.

He thought sadly: It's time to prepare himself for the funeral.

I still remember telling the story of Shen Laipi in the morning. Shen Liuliu listened with relish while he was eating melon seeds. He was afraid that he was calm on the surface, but he was already thinking about **** him.

Ye Shi's legs were weak and he almost knelt on the ground. A group of junior brothers rushed to support him.

They all smiled brightly and looked very optimistic.

"Oh, it's a lot more pleasing to the eye. With such a face and cultivation, whether it is with Ning Shishu or Zhao Shixiong, our Sword Sect is not at a loss."

"It's very reasonable, or the uncle and brother have foresight and know that Shen Liuliu is not in the pool."

"Secretly say, since Ning Shishu and Zhao Shixiong can, in fact, I can too."

Ye Shi was stunned for a while, and after a while, he finally understood why his younger brothers and sisters had become silly and sweet.

"Fool!!"

Ye Shi pointed a finger in the air and said furiously, "Open your eyes and see, he is the Immortal Emperor Lingzong of Qing Dynasty, Shen Liuxiang, who has been chasing after our Sword Master for ten years!"

Ye Shi was so angry that he raised his voice, and his thick voice resounded both inside and outside the square and fell into everyone's ears.

"I chased... Sword Sovereign... ten years..."

This remark was like a thunderclap on the ground, shocking everyone to react.

Who in the world does not know Immortal Lord Qingling Shen, who has been entangled in Beilun Sword Master for ten years, if Shen Liuliu is him, then the other two who have been ups and downs with him recently, aren't they...

Everyone: "Wow!"

Ye Bingran ushered in a moment that attracted much attention.

His handsome face was cold, facing the gazes cast from all directions. He looked the same as usual, but upon closer inspection, he could see that his lips were pursed into a line, and his expression was unprecedentedly stiff.

Especially when they noticed that Ning Runxin and Zhao Lin cast their gazes at the same time, their expressions became even more stiff.

Ye Bingran felt cold on his back.

The disciples of the Sword Sect present collectively exploded into fireworks, almost 360 degrees spiraling to the sky.

The mourning and mourning were overwhelming and endless.

"Aaaaaah! Who will tell me it's not true! It's not true!"

"It's him? Why is it him? Even a dog is better than him."

"Fuck it, really **** it, none of the three pillars of my sword sect in the future have been spared by the same person. It's going to be crazy."

"I see! It must be because I couldn't get Sword Master, so I went to hook up with Ning Shishu and Zhao Shixiong, so that they could turn against each other. It's really ulterior motives, and it's extremely hateful!"

"No, in chronological order, Jian Zun is the last one."

"That's even more terrifying, it shows that Shen Liuxiang had a premeditated plan, asking the three of them to be fascinated by him, so as to fight inside, and then the Sword Sect can be disintegrated from the inside without any effort."

"Could it be Qingling's plan to annex Jianzong?!"

"Thinking about it, I'm very afraid, if it wasn't for Jianzun's support from the beauty, Qingling would have succeeded."

"It's too bad now, Ning Shishu and Zhao Shixiong... Alas, it's too late."

"However," someone suddenly changed his voice, "don't you think that it is not a loss for us to match the current Shen Xianjun with Jian Zun?"

The disciples of the Sword Sect frowned and looked at the young man who was fighting against Jin Xiangtian.

In all fairness: Xianjun is young and beautiful, and he is still in the spiritual realm.

Moreover, in fact, even their proud Sword Sovereign is still in the Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection stage.

So the disciples of Jianzong fell into a strange silence.

Shen Liuxiang was completely unaware of the surrounding situation, so he concentrated on the battle, defusing Jin Xiangtian's offensive while waiting for the opportunity.

After fighting several moves, he narrowed his eyes and looked for an opportunity. Dozens of spirit-binding ropes formed an encircling net and attacked the opposite side.

"Spiritual binding! How can you do this?!"

Jin Xiangtian's face was horrified, and he hurriedly retreated, but was surrounded by red ropes in all directions. Just as it was impossible to escape, a faint glow shrouded the entire square. The pressure disappeared.

"This is Jianzong, not a place for you to seek revenge and fight privately."

Cold sweat broke out behind everyone present, and saluted the phantom in mid-air, "Meet the Daoist."

The phantom appeared for a moment, then disappeared.

Shen Liuxiang withdrew his hand, and Jin Xiangtian on the opposite side looked at him gloomily, grabbed Jin Dieshang and turned into Changhong and left.

The face of Jianzhen Daoist must be given to him.

Shen Liuxiang exhaled slowly, his expression relaxed, and at this moment, he heard messy footsteps.

He turned to look, his face suddenly froze.

All familiar faces, all wonderful expressions.

"Daddy~"

Shen Bubu rushed over happily, hugged his leg, and rubbed his face between his robes, "So it's so beautiful that Daddy looks like this."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

Finished calf.

From today onwards, the news that he Shen Liuxiang has a son of ginseng will spread throughout the cultivation world.

Ning Runxin: "Should I call you Shen Liu, or Shen Liuxiang."

In those eyes full of ten years of resentment, Shen Liuxiang lowered his head slightly, and twisted his slender and white fingers together, as if he had made a mistake and was being criticized.

It's not me who lied to you!

Shen Liuxiang shouted in the bottom of his heart, the surface was like frost hitting an eggplant, and weakly said: "As you wish."

"Brother Chenxiang, I didn't know you were Shen Liuxiang, but you were driven out of the Sword Sect over and over again,"

Here, Zhao Lin's face paled, "Don't blame me."

Finally met a soft persimmon, Shen Liuxiang recovered his spirits, and smiled: "Don't worry, I don't blame you."

Zhao Lin was still blaming himself, and said dejectedly, "Brother Chenxiang, if I had known earlier that it was your favorite senior brother, I would not have disturbed you."

He whispered: "Senior brother Guangfeng Jiyue, it is normal for you to love him."

Shen Liuxiang's face changed, and he repeatedly denied, "No, don't talk nonsense, it's nothing."

Zhao Lin looked at his desperate denial, with a heartache expression on his face, and stepped forward to grab his hand.

"Brother Chenxiang, don't do this, it's all my fault. You shouldn't burn the love letter you wrote to your senior brother, and you shouldn't smash the birthday gift you gave him... If not, maybe you and your senior brother will have achieved a positive result."

"?!"

Shen Liuxiang noticed an increasingly gloomy gaze.

"Stop talking!!"

Shen Liuxiang hurriedly withdrew his hand, looked left and right, and he didn't know whose gaze made him feel a creepy sense of danger.

"Why do we need to mention the past,"

Shen Liuxiang tried to save himself and save Ding Dian's reputation, "People have to look forward, your senior brother is in the past, and I will never be entangled in the future."

Ye Bingran's face turned cold.

Zhao Lin was taken aback: "Really?"

Shen Liuxiang: "Mmmm."

Zhao Lin pursed his lips, his eyes lighted slightly, "Brother Chenxiang, I'm standing in front of you now, you can take a look at me."

Shen Liuxiang: "???"

Before he could speak, someone snorted coldly and pushed Zhao Lin away unceremoniously.

"My nephew is young, so it's better to focus on cultivation."

Ning Runxin walked in front of Shen Liuxiang with a smile on Jun's face.

"I still like to call you Shen Liu. We lived and died together in the attack of the monsters in the sky. I made up my mind at that time. If I survive, I will let you be my Taoist companion."

He held Shen Liuxiang's hand, and the corners of his lips raised a meaningful smile, "Shen Liu, do you want to be Ye Bingran's aunt?"

Ye Bingran's face suddenly became difficult to look at, and the blue veins on the forehead protruded.

Shen Liuxiang: Thank you for the invitation, I'm not interested.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but was firmly held, and looked around, looking for someone to ask for help.

Lan Xiaosheng, the head of Sword Sect, is smiling, his senior brother is smiling, and his apprentice is also...

Shen Liuxiang blinked, and found that Zhou Xuanlan, who was standing at the back, had gloomy eyes, and a cold arc appeared on his thin lips, and there were words all over his body.

-roll!

Shen Liuxiang was moved.

I feel the same way as Master, what a good apprentice.

"Who are you looking at?" Ning Runxin frowned and looked back.

Shen Liuxiang took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran to Zhou Xuanlan.

The eyes of the audience followed him, and instantly fell on Zhou Xuanlan, causing some whispers.

Shen Liuxiang hid behind Zhou Xuanlan. The young man was growing fast and was as tall as him. With wide shoulders and narrow waist, it was not a problem to cover him.

But in public, it seems a bit inappropriate for the master to hide behind the apprentice.

Shen Liuxiang hesitated, stepped forward bravely, stood in front of Zhou Xuanlan, phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and said to Ning Runxin, who was approaching again: "No need to try, I really gave up on Ye Bingran, don't be disgusting with the teacher. people."

Ning Runxin's eyes fell behind Shen Liuxiang and remained silent.

He really wanted to test whether Shen Liuxiang was still interested in Ye Bingran, but now he found out that maybe he was looking for the wrong target.

He asked in a deep voice, "Is it true about the Bone Washing Spring?"

There was an uproar all around.

In the Bone Washing Spring, the story of Shen Liuliu being carried out by Zhou Xuanlan in a disheveled manner has long since spread to all corners of the Sword Sect. Because of this, everyone was so surprised that Ning Runxin actually asked about it in public.

Shen Liuxiang's eyes widened, but he didn't expect that someone would ask him in public.

Only after that day, he listened to no less than ten versions, all of them were about him and Zhou Xuanlan doing fragrant things in Lingquan Pond.

Right now, if you don't quickly clarify, let alone his reputation, Zhou Xuanlan's reputation will also be gone.

Shen Liuxiang immediately said, "Of course... huh?"

A slender hand covered his mouth, and at the same time, his waist tightened, and he was tightly bound by someone, and he took the belt back.

Shen Liuxiang staggered under his feet, his back slammed into his warm chest.

Haven't responded yet.

The low and indifferent voice, mixed with the anger that he had endured for a long time, rang in his ear, and the word fell, and the audience could clearly hear it.

"The rumors are true."