The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Xu Xingchen went straight to the bed.

Halfway through, I caught a glimpse of the empty beauty's couch, and I clenched the sword in my hand a little bit more tightly. I saw the white blouse hanging over the wide screen, and I was so angry that I slashed down with a sword.

Kacha-!

The screen was cut in half and fell to the ground with a bang, and the scene on the bed behind him caught his eyes.

The man in the black tunic was leaning on the head of the bed, his chest was slightly open, his long hair was not loose, and he was wearing a crown jade. He saw his eyebrows slightly raised.

A sinful hand was resting on his brother's snow-white fluffy waist!

fuzzy?

Xu Xingchen froze for a moment.

On the quilt, the slap-sized white rabbit raised his head in all directions, tilted his head, looked at him with a blank and puzzled expression, "What's the matter with you, you broke into my house in the middle of the night, looking like you were going to kill, I, I won't let it go. Can the apprentice massage it?"

Massage? !

Xu Xingchen reacted, his face was blue and white, "You are just doing this?"

A question mark appeared in Shen Liuxiang's eyes, what else could he do other than massage.

He turned his head and looked at Zhou Xuanlan. He thought he could see the same doubts as him, but everyone looked at each other and made a question mark together.

Unexpectedly, the apprentice did not cooperate, and the corners of his lips evoked a smile that was not a smile, and replied: "It is now."

Xu Xingchen's complexion changed, and it was a naked hint that this demon king really had ambitions of a wolf, and then looking at the stupid rabbit staring at others with a blank face, he was so angry that his spiritual power was surging.

Xuan Huangjian sensed the master's emotions, and the sword glowed brightly, making a loud clanging sound.

This sword was given by the emperor, and its power is infinite. Xu Xingchen clenched the hilt and said coldly, "Then I will make you not live tonight."

When the words fell, a cold sword light flashed, and went straight to the person on the bed.

Shen Liuxiang's eyes widened, not knowing what the sudden shot meant, Zhou Xuanlan's words angered Xu Xingchen.

He suspected that he had turned into a rabbit, and his head was sluggish, and then saw a strand of hair falling, Zhou Xuanlan did not dodge or dodge, and the sword qi swept across his face.

"Why don't you hide!"

Xu Xingchen's face sank, this move is perfect, anyone would be frightened and flee in a hurry.

"No murderous intent," Zhou Xuanlan raised his eyebrows and asked suddenly, "You haven't killed someone before, have you?"

Xu Xingchen was caught off guard and attacked, the sword seemed to be extremely fierce, but in fact it didn't use much spiritual power, and the sword was deliberately skewed.

It seems that he is worried that the sword energy he has transformed will really kill or even injure people.

Xu Xingchen grew up in the imperial palace since he was a child, and he has never encountered any unsatisfactory food. If you meet someone who doesn't have long eyes, before he can take action, his subordinates have already solved it.

Therefore, let alone murder, he has little experience in fighting people.

Shen Liuxiang also saw through it and said, "It's good that your hands are not stained with blood."

He said so, and thought so in his heart, but it fell into Xu Xingchen's ears and became a blatant mockery.

As a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm, he has never stepped on an ant to death. If it spreads out, it will make people laugh out loud, saying that he has time to cultivate, and he doesn't need a sword. It is better to go home and embroider with needles.

Xu Xingchen's cheeks were flushed, and he refused to admit it, "Don't underestimate people! I kill people like chopping a pumpkin, one knife at a time. There are countless ghosts in my hands, and I only kill the younger generation."

After he finished speaking, he diverted their attention.

He strode toward the bed, reached out his hand to pick up the little rabbit who was squatting on the quilt, and said viciously, "It's not good to be like this, come here, I'll take you back to the room, and discuss these matters one by five. Tell the emperor at ten and let him punish you heavily!"

But before he could catch Shen Liuxiang, he took him into his arms with one hand and supported Bai Rongrong's small body.

"It's late at night, don't disturb the emperor."

Shen Liuxiang yawned and waved his forefoot, "Go back to rest, you are not a child, you have to sleep with your brother."

"Who wants to sleep with you! Forget it, I won't tell you!" Xu Xingchen's face was annoyed, and he pointed to one person and one rabbit on the bed, "Don't let me grab your pigtails, or I will tell the emperor!"

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry. He stepped back without taking two steps, and lifted the screen that fell to the ground. He snorted coldly, and left without looking back.

"It's a rough piece of jade, but it's not carved."

Zhou Xuanlan retracted his gaze and looked at Shen Liu, who was standing between his legs, moving, and his expression suddenly became strange.

Shen Liuxiang: "Natural rough jade is also good, let it go with the flow, no need to deliberately guide, I think that's what the emperor means."

He was standing in Zhou Xuanlan's arms at this time, his front feet were separated by a thin cloth, next to his firm abdomen, his back was supported by one hand, and his two hind feet were too short, and could only barely reach Zhou Xuanlan's legs.

While speaking, Shen Liuxiang adjusted his stance unconsciously, his two hind feet moved, and he suddenly bumped into something.

He blinked suspiciously, raised his foot and bumped it lightly.

After realizing that the hand holding him was tightened suddenly, Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened slightly, and he froze in place.

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes were heavy, and he whispered: "Master, don't move."

Needless to say, Shen Liuxiang didn't dare to move!

He stood still in Zhou Xuanlan's arms, his two hind feet were stretched straight, and he kept shaking, his whole body seemed to be punished to stand, not daring to move at all.

Until Zhou Xuanlan put him back on the bed.

After that, Shen Liuxiang didn't say anything anymore. With red ears, he got into the bed and buried his whole body under the quilt.

Zhou Xuanlan's expression changed uncertainly, his eyes were lowered, and he looked at the place where the quilt was slightly arched. After a long while, the hand that had previously supported Shen Liusheng fell on the tip of his nose.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

The breath on Master's body is too clean, he can smell it, and other monsters can also detect it, which will attract many people to covet.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Xuanlan tore off a piece of undershirt that was attached to his chest and put it in his hand to turn it into a hairband.

Bringing something that is contaminated with his breath is a kind of moral to other demons, at least it can repel eighty-nine out of ten demons.

Hearing the sound of torn clothes, Shen Liuxiang couldn't help shivering, and his whole body was tense. After a long time, he found that the outside world was no different before his wild beating heart recovered.

The blanket was dark.

Shen Liuxiang opened his red eyes and sighed.

Ugh-

Once he stumbled, in the apprentice's mind, did he become a rogue rabbit?

Shen Liuxiang felt quite cold in his heart. He closed himself up all night. When he woke up the next day, he found that there was a small soft pillow under his head.

Light blue, palm-sized, it feels as smooth as ice silk, exuding a fresh and pleasant smell.

Zhou Xuanlan was not seen at the door, and he didn't know where he went.

Not seeing anyone, Shen Liuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and threw out the title of the rogue rabbit who had been troubled all night.

He regained his true body and took out clean clothes from the storage bag. After dressing, he was ready to tie up his long hair. Last night, Zhou Xuanlan helped him untie his braids and put the red hairband on the wooden cabinet by the bed.

But after looking around, I couldn't find it. I only saw an ink-colored hairband about two finger widths, which was probably Zhou Xuanlan's, tied alone at the head of the bed.

Shen Liuxiang simply took it off, tied his hair with it, drank a cup of tea to moisten his mouth, and left the room.

He saw the figure walking up and down in the courtyard, looking very troubled, so he cleared his throat and raised his voice: "Xingchen, you are walking around, do you want to go to the street with me to play."

Xu Xingchen's eyes swept over, obviously there was no other action, but Shen Liuxiang seemed to hear a cold snort, and then saw him turn his head, and looked like he didn't want to answer, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Shen Liuxiang chuckled lightly.

Little awkward, really temperamental.