The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Shen Liuxiang's hand holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was slightly tight.

Looking at Xu Xingchen, who was sharpening his knife, he glanced at Zhou Xuanlan, who looked expectant, and reached out to take the cake.

"…"

Although buying cakes was on a whim, he really planned to bring it back to the pavilion for Xu Xingchen. When picking the spirit grass last night, Xu Xingchen mumbled a few words, wondering how his sister was doing in the imperial palace, and some wanted to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes she made.

After thinking about it, Shen Liuxiang threw the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to him, "The taste is definitely not as good as Xinglian's, so let's relieve the craving for now."

Xu Xingchen's expression softened a little, he put away the sword, raised his hand to catch the cake, and hummed: "You have a little conscience, since that's the case, don't care about what happened last night."

As he said that, he wanted to mock Zhou Xuanlan, but he glanced at it and swallowed the words.

Zhou Xuanlan retracted his hand in a daze, his eyes lingering on the wrapping paper for a moment, and then turned to look at Shen Liuxiang, his face at a loss.

He is a part of the soul, and although his every move is connected with the main body, if the main body does not respond, he has to think independently and make up his own mind.

When he saw Shen Liuxiang giving the cakes to Xu Xingchen, the thought in his mind was where he did something wrong and made the master angry, otherwise how could he give the things he bought to others.

After Shen Liuxiang gave the cakes, he turned his head to look at Zhou Xuanlan, and found that he was not disappointed, but showed a puzzled and cautious look.

Although he didn't say a word, he seemed to be asking silently.

Mine, how can I give it to others.

On weekdays, Zhou Xuanlan always had just the right amount of joy and anger on his face, but Shen Liuxiang had never seen him like this.

Unexpectedly, it caught my eye, and my heart was pulled down.

He stretched out his hand, pulled Zhou Xuanlan's sleeve, leaned over, and raised his head lightly.

Zhou Xuanlan subconsciously supported his waist, lowered his head and turned his face to the side, "What's the matter, Master."

In other words, the lips that were close to his ear opened, in order to prevent being heard by the big friend who was carrying the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Shen Liu took a small breath, and then breathed out gently, and said in a low voice: "I tell you, the cake is actually nothing special. Yes, it's not delicious, I'll take you to Tianxianglou in the evening, the food there is better, I'll give you anything you want."

Xu Xingchen was stunned.

The two actually hugged each other in public and whispered!

He was so angry that he closed one eye and opened the other tenaciously. He saw Shen Liuxiang's lips moving slightly, and whispered a few words. Zhou Xuanlan blinked and looked like he was walking out of the haze.

Xu Xingchen frowned, put the cake in his arms, and exerted some force on his arm.

Confused expression.

The two should not conspire to take away the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, or poison him to make him have diarrhea... It is something that Shen Liuxiang and Zhou Xuanlan can do!

On the way back to the Cloud Pavilion, Xu Xingchen took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, one bite at a time, and finally clapped the powder in his hand, raised one corner of his lips, and snorted disdainfully.

Just as he was about to scold some people for their careful thinking, the cakes he devoured stuck in his throat, he beat his chest, endured the pain, and said, "Don't, don't be careful in front of me, don't expose... Well, it's my generosity. kindness."

Shen Liuxiang went to the roadside stall to buy a bowl of tea, held down his head and poured it into his mouth that kept pounding.

"No one is robbing you, so what's the hurry?"

Xu Xingchen choked on his saliva, and after his throat was relieved, he closed his mouth and went back to the Cloud Pavilion to continue: "The soldiers are divided into two groups, I will go through the ancient books to find clues, you go to alchemy, as for..."

He glanced at Zhou Xuanlan: "It is inconvenient for others to disturb the alchemy."

Zhou Xuanlan looked around: "I'm looking for a place to practice."

Shen Liuxiang: "There is a practice room in the pavilion, and the spiritual energy inside is several times that of the outside world. I will lead you there."

The spiritual energy of the demon world is thin and not suitable for cultivation. They have a magic circle in the pavilion, which can attract the spiritual energy from all directions.

Shen Liuxiang took out the spirit stone and placed it in the magic circle, glanced at Zhou Xuanlan, who had closed his eyes and sat down, wondering in his heart.

In his opinion, meditation is the most tedious of all cultivation methods. He would rather fight against others for days and nights than sit dryly and run the spiritual power in his body.

Zhou Xuanlan meditated all night last night, and now he has to practice again, which is too hard.

The street outside was a bit noisy, Shen Liuxiang walked to the window, closed it and said, "What are you doing so diligently, being a demon king is not powerful enough, do you want to dominate the demon world?"

Zhou Xuanlan adjusted his breath: "It's for the master."

Shen Liu slammed his hand to close the window and looked back at him, "What did you say?"

Zhou Xuanlan's long eyelashes drooped down, and his face was indifferent, as if he was saying something unusual, "For the sake of Master."

Shen Liuxiang was stunned by the window for a long time, until the wind poured in from the outside lifted the blue silk and brushed it from the side of his face, then he woke up a little, slammed the Xuan window closed, and went straight to the alchemy room.

There was a faint fire burning at the bottom of the furnace, and the sound of Shen Liu provoked a fire mist grass, sniffed at the tip of the nose, and threw it into the Dan furnace.

It takes about an hour to make alchemy. After putting all the spiritual grasses in, just use spiritual power to control the heat. Shen Liuxiang stared at the patterns on the alchemy stove, recalling Zhou Xuanlan's previous words, and was slightly distracted.

When he said it was for him, there was no joke.

Shen Liuxiang's black eyelashes trembled slightly, and a thought gradually floated in his heart. Things that he had neglected in the past suddenly appeared at this moment, stirring the clouds and fog in his heart.

His thoughts were suddenly confused.

At this time, the things in the Dan furnace boiled and made a rumbling sound.

Shen Liuxiang came back to his senses and found that the flames at the bottom of the furnace were burning people. Before he knew it, the spiritual power to control the fire had increased dozens of times.

He hurriedly closed his hand, but was helpless a step late, and the Dan furnace exploded with a "bang".

The entire Chuangyun Pavilion trembled, and a group of people rushed over.

Shen Liuxiang pressed down on the door frame with a sullen face, raised his phoenix eyes, and raised the corner of his lips, "Accidentally fried the pot, it's fine."

There is no major incident, but the arm and back are scratched by the fragments of the pill furnace, and some medicine is enough.

Jin Xiaojiu saw the blood on the sleeve, and hurried to get the medicine. When she came back, she saw the **** sleeve turned into pieces and fell miserably on the floor.

The young gentleman, who had previously said with a wide-eyed smile that he was fine, hit the eggplant like Shuang, stretched out his forearm like a lotus root, and was held by Zhou Xuanlan with one hand, and put the ointment on it with the other.

The eyes of the Nine Demon King drooped down, and the air pressure around him dropped a little.

Jin Xiaojiu was always afraid of him, but now, when he saw it, his heart was split open, he staggered back, and instinctively turned his head and ran away.

"What are you doing in a panic?" Xu Xingchen was bumped, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

He had just sent a letter to the imperial palace to ask for ancient books, and when he heard the noise, he went downstairs and only reacted when he saw the medicinal herbs in Jin Xiaojiu's hands.

"Who was injured?"

Shen Liuxiang glanced at the wound on his arm. Under the action of the ointment, the bleeding stopped instantly, and it is estimated that it will heal in less than half an hour.

He glanced at Zhou Xuanlan, who was cold, and the corners of his mouth were slightly deflated. He hadn't noticed before that the clone was a little fierce.

"Where else?" Zhou Xuanlan said in a deep voice.

"...and the back,"

Shen Liuxiang replied with a lack of confidence, sat on the chair, turned slightly sideways, stretched out his hand and pulled off half of the front of his shirt, a scratch appeared on his shoulders.

It wasn't serious, just a meandering strand of blood oozing out, making the skin paler and paler.

Zhou Xuanlan's expression changed slightly.

He touched the ointment, his knuckled fingers hesitated for a moment, curled up slightly in the air, and then slowly probed towards the wound.

Touching the pulp of his fingers a little, he felt the delicate and smooth touch, and his body couldn't help but feel hot, and the eyes staring at Shen Liuxiang became deeper and deeper.

"I'll take medicine."

Xu Xingchen didn't know how long he stood at the door and watched, suddenly he made a sound, entered the room and snatched the ointment from his hand.

Zhou Xuanlan breathed a sigh of relief, didn't fight for the medicine, and even left with a little urgency. When he walked to the door, he suddenly looked back and his voice was slightly heavy.

"He's your brother."

Xu Xingchen was inexplicable: "He is still your master."

Listening to the strange conversation, Shen Liuxiang couldn't help but say, "Can you rub the medicine on me first, and give me a slap—hiss."

Xu Xingchen hadn't given any medicine to anyone, so he smeared the ointment on his hands, and patted the wound, only to realize that Shen Liuxiang was shaking all over.

"Does it hurt?"

The corners of Shen Liuxiang's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a tearing sensation from the wound that had no pain, but the last medicine was a little more serious.

Xu Xingchen saw that the wound was bleeding again, his expression was embarrassed, and he applied some medicine again.

"I'm lighter this time."

He carefully stretched out his hand to wipe the medicine, and in his sight, the snow-white flesh oozes a thin red, not blood, but the red marks of the fingerprints left by the previous strength.

Xu Xingchen was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were hot, he couldn't help but slapped it again, and said in exasperation: "Did you grow up eating white tofu, such thin skin and tender meat!"

Shen Liuxiang was completely stunned.

Worrying that another slap on the shoulders would ruin his shoulders, he quickly pulled up the front of his shirt, "What are you doing!"

Xu Xingchen turned his head to look at the door and found no one, so he staged a brotherly confrontation indoors, "I originally thought that the demon king seduced you, but now it seems that it is the other way around!"

Shen Liuxiang: "??"

Xu Xingchen was righteous: "You look like this every day wandering in front of people's eyes, he is seduced by beauty, and it is normal to like you."

Shen Liuxiang was about to say something beautiful, but when he heard the latter sentence, his eyes widened slightly.

"Who likes me?!"

"Zhou Xuanlan."

Shen Liuxiang retorted instinctively, the word "impossible" came to his mouth, recalling that Zhou Xuanlan said that for the sake of the master, he gradually swallowed it back.

The voice was weak: "No way."

That was Zhou Xuanlan.

Even though in the original book, Su Baiche was spoiled in the sky and the earth, and there was no mention of the word liking, so Shen Liuxiang always felt that this person might be an actor, and he liked everything superficially.

Xu Xingchen: "You don't believe it?"

Shen Liuxiang was slightly confused, and pursed his lips: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I can't ask."

If not, he is disrespectful to his teacher.

I lost my face to my grandma's house!

Xu Xingchen touched his chin and thought for a while: "If you don't believe it, just try it out and you'll know."

Shen Liuxiang looked at him vigilantly: "Try what?"

Xu Xingchen whispered a series of arrangements, and Shen Liuxiang was stunned, "Where did you come from?"

Xu Xingchen: "The storybook."

Shen Liuxiang: "You still look at this thing?"

Xu Xingchen glanced at him, his eyelids twitched, "The emperor has collected so many scriptures from you, I was curious once, and turned it over, thinking that this thing is vulgar and boring, and I can't figure out what you are fascinated by, so I bought more privately. Some, look and ponder, and finally confirm that you are a vulgar person."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

Xu Xingchen took out the Jinpa and wiped the ointment in his hand, "Since this is the case, the matter is settled, I will arrange it immediately."

Shen Liuxiang wanted to sneer and refuse, but the tip of his heart seemed to be tickling something, so that his words changed when he scratched his lips, "I just need to say that?"

Xu Xingchen: "Don't worry, I will arrange the rest."

All afternoon, Shen Liuxiang didn't bother to concoct alchemy. He wandered back and forth in the courtyard. Seeing that the twilight was getting darker, he hesitated for a while and dragged Zhou Xuanlan out of the practice room.

"I promised you before, go to Tianxianglou."

Zhou Xuanlan thought that it was only him and his master, and when they arrived, they found out that Xu Xingchen was waiting there early and set a position for the corner of the ground floor.

He frowned slightly, feeling a little weird.

Generally speaking, those with a little status will have a private room. The hall on the ground floor is full of dining tables. At this time, the seats are full, and the noise can spread half a street. The elegant room upstairs is very different from it.

But looking at Shen Liu Xiang's face, he didn't think much about it.

Zhou Xuanlan took his seat, attracting the attention of many people.

The aura of the big demon made the demon Xiu present timid, and his face couldn't help showing admiration.

For a time, the atmosphere in the hall became subtle.

There was only a table sitting behind Zhou Xuanlan, who was also a monster, but a man and a woman at this table were unaffected by it. They were still greasy and crooked.

Shen Liuxiang turned his back to the hall, took off his mask, glanced at the table full of dishes, swallowed his saliva, and picked up his chopsticks.

"Eat first."

The words fell, and the legs were kicked.

Zhou Xuanlan looked at him with a stiff expression, "What's wrong with Master?"

Shen Liuxiang squinted at Xu Xingchen who was glaring angrily, but helplessly put down his chopsticks and turned to look at the delicacies in front of Zhou Xuanlan.

He cleared his voice and said in a loud voice, "I want to eat..."

"Hey, Lord, Lord Shen!"

A surprised voice sounded behind him.

Luo Yu caught a glimpse of the figure in the corner, walked upstairs for a while, and hurried away.

He originally felt that he was alone and lacked interest. When he saw three people at the dinner table, he couldn't help but want to join, but as a subordinate, how could he have a table with the Demon King, so his pleading eyes turned to Shen Liuxiang.

Shen Liuxiang's face was tangled. If it doesn't matter at ordinary times, he can do business after a while. After hesitating again and again, he still said: "There is still a vacant seat, you can sit."

Luo Yu was overjoyed, looked at Zhou Xuanlan carefully, and found that there was no dissatisfaction, so he sat down with confidence, but then found that no chopsticks were touched at the dinner table, and it was like sitting on pins and needles.

"Eat, eat?"

Shen Liu nodded, took the first chopstick, and just fed it into his mouth, the whole person shook slightly, and the chair moved.

Xu Xingchen's eye knife struck.

Shen Liuxiang swallowed a small mouthful of rice, his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanlan, and he slowly moved to a plate of dishes in front of him. Just as he opened his mouth, Zhou Xuanlan suddenly realized, "Does Master want to eat shark fins?"

He stretched out his hand, intending to carry it.

Shen Liu held him tightly: "No."

Zhou Xuanlan was puzzled, Shen Liuxiang looked at him, and said bravely: "I want to eat, but I want you..."

"City Lord!"

Before Shen Liuxiang finished speaking, he was interrupted again.

The expressions of everyone in the hall changed one after another. Seeing Wen Ren Qin who entered the Tianxiang Tower, he stood up and saluted respectfully.

Wen Ren Qin Wei nodded, looked at the figure in the corner, and walked away.

The corners of Zhou Xuanlan's eyes narrowed slightly, Luo Yu beside him was like a great enemy, and the vigilant look on his face was undisguised.

"It seems that I don't have a place anymore." Wen Renqin's expression was rather regretful.

Shen Liuxiang nodded again and again, and said, "Unfortunately, Sifang Table, it seems that the Seven Demon Kings are going to find another place."

But he said in his heart: hurry up, don't join in the fun!

"There's no need to find another place," Wenren Qin Wu smiled and moved the seat in the blink of an eye, "If there is no place for me, I will build one."

When he forced his way to the table, the atmosphere was no longer subtle, but became weird and terrifying.

The guests of Tianxianglou all kept their dishes and chopsticks off, and their eyes fell on this small world.

In front of the city lord, the unknown big demon did not change his face. He was by no means an ordinary person, and maybe it was also the strength of the demon king.

It's rare to see a big monster of this level on weekdays, but today I saw two of them at the same dinner table.

Strange! Strange!

Xu Xingchen, no matter what big or small demon, how many people there were at the dinner table, his goal was always firm, and he kicked the chair suggestively.

Shen Liu sounded incredible.

With so many people watching, how could he say it!

Xu Xingchen frowned, finding that it was useless to kick the chair, and simply said, "You try it! Don't miss this opportunity, we have arranged it!"

Shen Liuxiang's expression was stiff, and he replied, "Another day, definitely."

Xu Xingchen: "I think you're scared. If he really likes you, the friendship between your master and apprentice will come to an end. Either you will die of old age and don't communicate with each other, or... No! No way!"

Xu Xingchen suddenly reacted, and his face changed slightly, and he said, "Forget it, maybe he doesn't like you, don't try it!"

The words fell, but found that Shen Liuxiang's phoenix eyes blinked, and his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanlan with unknown meaning.

"I want to eat anchovy fins."

Zhou Xuanlan was about to hand over the delicate plate in front of him, but Shen Liuxiang was still staring at him.

Wenren Qin squinted his eyes, suddenly picked up a piece of shark fin, and was about to put it in the bowl of Shen Liuxiang when he heard Qingyue's voice: "You feed me."

When he said this, he was looking at Zhou Xuanlan.

Wen Ren Qin's complexion sank, and the expressions of others also changed.

Luo Yu was so shocked that he was speechless. He had been vigilant against Wen Ren Qin, and his heart was pounding, but Shen Liuxiang was so calm, he even asked the Lord to feed him.

Is this the spirit of the Lord and Master? !

After Shen Liuxiang finished speaking, Rao Shi's face has always been thin, and he couldn't hold it back. A blush appeared on his handsome face, and he looked at Zhou Xuanlan with a slight glint in his eyes.

Zhou Xuanlan was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously picked up the chopsticks in his hand and picked the best piece of shark fin on the plate.

I was planning to feed it to Master.

All of a sudden, I heard the crooked voices of a man and a woman behind me.

"If you want to eat this, if you don't feed it, you don't like me, hum~"

"Hey! Hey! For you, I am a thousand, and ten thousand like it!"

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes widened suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, she understood, and the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

Shen Liuxiang glanced at the pair of men and women, and then looked at Xu Xingchen, his face was shocked, and the charm in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Is this the way to test Zhou Xuanlan?

This is Xu Xingchen's perfect arrangement after he finished speaking?

tease him! !