Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

(Read the previous chapter first)

In a daze, I heard a gentle and helpless voice ringing in my ears.

Uncle Master Hua Shangxian looked at Hua Shanghuan with dissatisfaction and complained softly: "Brother, you scared him."

"You just...don't restrain yourself in front of the children."

In front of the children, the Hehuan Palace all restrained themselves tacitly and stopped doing whatever they wanted during the day, but the night was beautiful... one could only say that Xue Lingxuan had chosen the right time.

Hua Shangxian said in distress, "It's okay if it's just one or two people, but you've got so many people involved, I really can't think of any other reason to keep it a secret."

A beautiful figure was curled up in a chair.

Hua Shanghuan lifted the clothes that had fallen off to his shoulders. His black hair was disheveled. He bit his nails silently, raised his eyes and said faintly, "I didn't expect that he could find his way to me in the middle of the night and climb into bed without saying a word."

I've been feeling very depressed these past few days, so I played a little too wildly.

I didn't expect Xue Lingxuan to be able to climb onto the bed right away.

He didn't even have time to hide his reaction.

"It was you who climbed into his bed first, and then you shamelessly went to sleep with him, fearing that he would have nightmares as he was unfamiliar with the place." Hua Shanghuan was speechless about his brother.

"You also know that this is the one you tricked and deceived into coming here from Xuantian Immortal Sect. He is a spoiled young master of the second generation of immortals, not the disciple of Hehuan Palace who was often abused by you."

He said sadly: "You are so reckless that you will scare people away."

Then he touched Xue Lingxuan's little face and exclaimed, "She is so beautiful, and her talent is so rare. It would be a pity if she didn't stay in Hehuan Palace."

"…I'll know sooner or later anyway."

But I found out so suddenly and unexpectedly.

The consequence is——

"Wow, I want to go home!" Student Xue wiped his tears and said he would not stay here anymore.

"I don't want to be your disciple anymore. I don't want to be your disciple anymore!" He hugged the little bundle and was about to leave crying.

A bunch of beauties pulled at his clothes, some pulled at his sleeves, and Xue Lingxuan had a hard time moving. In the end, many beautiful brothers and sisters took turns to attack him. They seemed to be trying to persuade and comfort him, but in fact they were teasing him.

Xue Lingxuan hugged the little package tightly, her face flushed, and she said awkwardly and arrogantly: "Humph! I know everything. This is not Xuantian Immortal Sect, it's clearly a brothel."

The beauties couldn't help laughing, "Really? What a clever little Xuanxuan~"

……

Luo Huanji came to Hehuan Palace to ask for someone.

Hua Shanghuan wished she could twist herself into Luo Huanji's arms.

"Xiao Jiji is so pleasing to the eye. It's too polite to talk about things here. Come, let's talk on the bed~"

Luo Huanji glanced at him twice, feeling that he was not speaking politely, so he kicked him away and concentrated on getting the spiritual fruits from the Hehuan Palace for free.

Full of spirit, sweet and crispy.

Holding a plate of spiritual fruits and eating happily, Luo Huanji said leisurely: "This opportunity cannot be missed."

Then he raised his eyes, stared at him with a smile, and said, "Give me back my apprentice."

Hua Shanghuan lay on the ground, legs crossed, arms exposed, head supported by the carpet. He raised his eyes and said, "Do you think I will give up something I have snatched?"

"What do you think? I don't care." Luo Huanji smiled.

"Since a forced melon is not sweet, and a disciple who is forcibly taken away is not caring, instead of you and I arguing here and ruining the harmony, it is better to let him choose for himself. If he is willing to go with you, I will never stop him. How about it?" Hua Shanghuan suggested.

Hua Shangxian gave him a secret look: Where do you get your confidence from? That kid just wanted to leave!

Luo Huanji narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay."

Surprisingly.

Xue Lingxuan unexpectedly changed his usual behavior.

He had just packed his bags and was clamoring to go home.

At this moment, he actually stammered to Luo Huanji, whom he admired so much, "Actually... I'm fine here... It's just that I've already become his disciple. Although the master used dishonorable means, since it's a mistake, why not just make the best of it?"

Luo Huanji stopped smiling, his eyes darkened: "Xue Lingxuan, have you been brainwashed or do you simply have no brains?"

"Do you know where this place is?"

Xue Lingxuan said weakly: "I know, Hehuan Palace."

"So you are telling me that you, a descendant of an aristocratic family who wants to join the Xuantian Immortal Sect, are now willing to enter the Hehuan Palace. Not only do you not plan to leave, but you also want to recognize Hua Shanghuan as your master?" Luo Huanji asked with a sneer.

Xue Lingxuan didn't dare to look at him. He lowered his head like an ostrich, clutching the jade tassel on his sleeve.

The flower that was mentioned smiled without saying a word, holding her face, and biting her fingers lightly with her red lips and pearly teeth in a passionate and affectionate manner.

While pretending to drink tea, Hua Shangxian couldn't help but be curious and winked at his brother: Brother, what conspiracy did you come up with? It actually made Xiao Xuanxuan change his mind.

Hua Shanghuan lazily stood up, sat back in the chair, half of his body leaned in Hua Shangxian's arms, and hooked his fingers.

The two of them whispered in each other's ears intimately.

Hua Shangxian's eyes twitched, and he looked up at Master Luo with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

Little Huanji seems a little immature in front of his brother, the old fox.

Hua Shanghuan said nothing, he just did one thing.

He showed Xue Lingxuan the densely packed training schedule of Xuantian Immortal Sect.

Morning class is at Yin time, evening class is at Xu time.

In addition: Meditate for at least three hours every day and arrange your time yourself.

……

The old fox has a deep understanding of human nature.

Xue Lingxuan couldn't read any further after reading just two lines.

When he was at home, his mother spoiled him so much that he couldn't even get up even if she beat him to death.

"The Hehuan Palace is piled with gold and jade, the ground is covered with brocade, the gorgeous clothes are piled like snow, and the beautiful clothes are like brilliant clouds. It is only natural that I don't want to leave..." Xue Lingxuan gritted his teeth and made excuses for himself.

Luo Huanji sneered: "Should I still say that it's understandable?"

Master Luo bore a grudge for a thousand years because of what Xiao Xue said.

Xue Lingxuan stammered, "Yes, yes, it's understandable. It's understandable."

The most important thing is that you don’t have to attend early morning classes.

People are always lazy. The Hehuan Dao improves one's cultivation through enjoyment. One acts according to one's heart without any rules. One is free and casual.

After getting used to such an easy and comfortable life, it is a little hard to go back to the well-behaved immortal sect.

And he seems to be quite suitable for learning this.

Learning the art of seduction is as easy as drinking water. It comes naturally and one day of learning is equivalent to what people of the same age in Hehuan Palace would learn in several months. The sense of satisfaction and accomplishment is greatly gained.

Even though he had been extremely narcissistic since he was a child and thought himself to be a genius, there was really no other place where he felt as comfortable as he did in the Hehuan Palace.

Luo Huanji walked away with a grim smile and his sleeves swung.

Angry.

Before he left, he said quietly, "In this case, Xuantian Immortal Sect must inform your parents that you are not a disciple of our sect, so there is no need to send clothes and food to Xuantian Immortal Sect every now and then. The misunderstanding must be resolved, and we should send it to Hehuan Palace next time."

Xue Lingxuan: “!!!”

It only takes a moment for the defense line to collapse.

He collapsed.

"Don't tell my parents! I—well—"

"Brother, you should cover your mouth at times like this."

"Brother, you are quick-witted and cover it well."

Xue Lingxuan, whose mouth was covered by Hua Shangxian, held on to the door frame and stretched out his hand as hard as he could. He watched with bloodshot eyes as Luo Huanji leisurely walked away.

Xue Lingxuan broke free from Hua Shangxian's loosened hand, his face flushed with excitement. He cried in fear, "Wuwuwu it's over! My father will definitely kill me!"

"Be good and don't cry. Your uncle is here. He will help you push your master out to block the knife." Hua Shangxian coaxed the child diligently.

Hua Shang Huan: “?”

He leaned against the door, his body as soft as if he had no bones, and lazily reminded: "I can only withstand attacks, not cuts. If you want to block the attacks, you need to find a sword cultivator or a body cultivator."

If you say something shocking, it will be embarrassing.

Xue Lingxuan was stunned, and then burst into tears with even greater regret.

Hua Shangxian used his elbow to push away his brother who didn't care about meat or vegetables, and continued to gently wipe Xue Lingxuan's tears: "No, no, no, your master is very resistant to being cut."

Hua Shanghuan picked up the clothes that had slipped down, yawned, and climbed onto his brother's shoulders with his boneless snake-like arms.

He rested his head on his head and looked down at his little apprentice: "What are you afraid of? What is your father's cultivation level? Your uncle's lover is very powerful, and few people dare to fight him. I will teach you a move. From today on, you will move in with your uncle."

Hua Shangxian complained about his brother: "...What a bad idea."

He lowered his head and gently touched Xue Lingxuan's little face, "But I still like to hold little Xuanxuan to sleep."

Xue Lingxuan raised his pretty little face for his uncle to pinch, and blinked his clever and cunning eyes at his master: "How strong is my uncle's lover?"

The Flower Fairy who was holding one in her arms and one on her shoulders: "..."

That's enough for you two.

He could see it clearly from this distance.

Hua Shang Huan also blinked her amorous eyes: "Nan Jianxian, how strong do you think you are?"

Xue Lingxuan's eyes lit up with joy: Hey, my life is safe!

Thousands of years ago, the Southern and Northern Sword Immortals were the two most powerful sword practitioners in the righteous path at that time.

With a turn of his peach blossom eyes, the sensible student Xue threw his head into his uncle's arms, hugged his uncle's slender waist and acted coquettishly.

"Uncle Master, blow the pillow wind~"

Xue Lingxuan was not afraid of his father being angry. After all, he had made his father angry so many times, from childhood to adulthood, that he couldn't count the number.

His mother dotes on him, but his father is not dotes on him at all.

His mother raised him to be delicate and pampered, but his father beat him until his butt was bruised.

So what Xue Lingxuan feared most was being beaten by his father.

The rattan whip and jade whip were whipping me, it was so painful.

I lay in bed for three days and couldn't get out of bed.

He needs to have someone powerful enough to help him beat his father back when his father wants to kill him for the sake of justice. It would be best if his father couldn't get out of bed for three days.

When Xiao Xue thought of that scene, he was overjoyed.

Xue Lingxuan made up his mind, and that night he hugged a small pillow and threw himself into the sweet and soft arms of his uncle.

Everyone says that there are two fox demons in Hehuan Palace who are causing trouble for the world. They are so charming and vivid that they can fascinate the whole world.

The elders of the immortal families often warn the younger generations not to look into the eyes of two goblins, because if they meet, their souls will be hooked away.

Even when Xue Lingxuan was a child, his mother would tell him stories like this to scare him when he couldn't sleep at night.

At that time, Xue Lingxuan hid half of his face in the quilt, revealing a pair of energetic and curious peach blossom eyes. He asked his mother with a smile, "Are all fairies as beautiful as mother?"

His mother smiled and spat at him, then pointed at the slick-talking kid with her fingertips and said, "The fairy is much more beautiful than your mother. When the time comes, she will be so beautiful that you won't be able to find your way home."

Xue Lingxuan pulled down the quilt and smiled to please his mother: "I don't believe it, my mother is the most beautiful!"

As soon as his clear voice fell, he quickly pulled up the quilt, covered his head, and said coquettishly, "I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep."

Mother smiled and tucked the quilt in for him.

Xue Lingxuan, who now has plenty of time to deal with the two "goblins", feels that the rumors are not quite objective.

The whole thing about seducing children's souls was fake, especially his uncle, who was more like coaxing children to sleep gently and patiently.

Indeed, his master was a fox demon with romance ingrained in his bones.

But my uncle is different. Most of the time, he looks more like a handsome young man from a family.

According to Xue Lingxuan, he is at least a cold and aloof fox fairy with some character left.

A few days later, Xiao Xue really met his "uncle master's lover", the legendary Nan Jianxian.

At that time, Xue Lingxuan and Hua Shangxian were dozing off in bed.

He held onto his uncle's slim and beautiful waist tightly and refused to let go.

The uncle-master held a picture album and explained it to him in detail, his pretty fingers turning over a page of exquisite pictures from time to time.

It was clearly an exciting erotic picture, but the uncle's voice was slightly clear, gentle and pleasant, which should have been extremely attention-grabbing and should have made people "forget about food and sleep" to listen to the lecture.

But for some reason, the uncle-master could make it sound as if he was talking about military books and swordsmanship.

Student Xiao Xue has been stressed by those things since he was a child. He feels sleepy when he hears them. It is very effective.

Later he thought that it was probably a matter of idealism and he treated it as a theory.

No matter what kind of knowledge it is, it is essentially knowledge.

Knowledge has the same origin, so once it becomes a theoretical course, it becomes boring.

So he snuggled up to his uncle and dozed off little by little.

It was at this moment that the cold and handsome swordsman with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes opened the door curtain and rushed in. He was wrapped in cold wind, his body was as long as a sword, and his face was like frosty.

The solemn and reserved noble immortal robe of the righteous immortal sect was fully displayed on him.

It perfectly interprets what it means to keep strangers away, be a flower on the mountain top, and be cold and abstinent.

It was late at night, the dew was heavier outside, and the chill from his body seeped into the warm dormitory.

The cold air made Xiao Xue sneeze immediately.

"Ah chirp——"

Hua Shangxian immediately put the picture album next to her and pulled the soft and fragrant quilt over Xue Lingxuan to warm him up.

Then he glanced at the tall and slender person standing in the room and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

Xue Lingxuan was in a daze when he heard the cold swordsman speak.

"I'll help you warm up your bones."

Xue Lingxuan narrowed his eyes and thought: "Nourish your bones", the wording is quite subtle.

With just one sentence, the six words "the abstinent flower on the mountain top" were instantly shattered.

Just like the Grandmaster Luo that he had been thinking about all the time was actually a piece of shit.

It's hard to describe how bad this dog is!

Classmate Xiao Xue did not forget his main business. He wanted to ask this uncle who was on good terms with him to curry favor with him and protect him when his father was sacrificing his own interests and making stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots.

Xue Lingxuan instantly became alert and stopped sleeping. He held the small blanket and prepared to act according to circumstances.

The uncle leaned his back against the moon-white pillow with water patterns on it, tilted his head and looked at the man with squinting eyes.

He had let his hair down when he slept, and now it was long and draped over his thin clothes. His features were delicate and handsome, with a subtle charm floating on the surface, mixed with the lingering coldness in his bones, which set off his picturesque eyebrows and eyes, making him look even more handsome.

Hua Shangxian was still holding Xue Lingxuan. He glanced at her and chuckled, nodded, said "Oh, I see", and then ignored the person who came.