Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Xue never thought that Qing Huan would fight him, at the gate of the underworld.

The Jingye sword pointed at Xue, and the sword exuded a cold air.

"Think, kill me?" Xue sneered, holding Bai Jin's hand trembling a little, he didn't expect that there would be such a day when the Jingye sword would be pointed at him.

"Come with me, otherwise, we will die together." Qing Huan pursed her lips, the hand holding Jingye's sword trembled a little, and she couldn't hold Jingye at all.How could he kill Xue?

Xue took a step forward, and just one step away, he hit the Jingye sword on his neck. The blade was very sharp, and blood was seen on his neck immediately: "Can you do it?"

"..." Qing Huan looked at the slowly dripping blood, took a deep breath, and finally withdrew the Jingye sword, "You won."

"Qinghuan, what are you afraid of? As I said, I will never leave you, and I will never... I will go to you as soon as the matter in the underworld is resolved, isn't that good?" Xue walked in front of Qinghuan, stretched out his hand He hugged Qing Huan tightly, and rubbed his face against Qing Huan's, "Otherwise, if you are really worried, just come with me and settle the matter in the underworld, and we will go together."

Qing Huan sighed, stretched out his arms and hugged Xue: "No matter what...Xue, you will always have a way to convince me." It was the same as 7000 years ago, and everything happened again.

7000 years ago...

Recently, the Qixi Festival is approaching, and the streets are full of people coming and going even in the daytime, but the girls in Qingchengfang are getting more and more bored.Those young masters who drink and joke with them on weekdays will definitely not spend time with them in such a day, so they naturally put down their temper and think of ways to please those rich ladies who are attracted to them.

The five girls from the Wen family are the ones most people want to please. Firstly, their identities are there, and secondly... These five girls are really gentle and approachable, and they are even more virtuous and kind on weekdays. They are simply role models for all the young ladies.

"Hey, does your fifth sister like bracelets?" Cheng Chuanqin looked at the gold, silver and jade bracelets across the room, carefully selected each one, and asked casually, Wen Zhishu.

"I don't like it." Wen Zhishu took a sip of tea, and continued to play backgammon with Feng Lanran. This backgammon was invented by Cheng Chuanqin, but it turned out that the two liked it more.

"Then what does your Fifth Sister like?" Cheng Chuanqin looked over, but couldn't find anything that caught his eye, let alone Wen Muyan.

"Anyway, I don't like people who are younger than her." Wen Zhishu sneered, "If you say you are really persistent, it has been seven or eight years, and you still chase after my fifth sister, but the snub is not enough. ?”

Cheng Chuanqin's face turned pale: "Hey, you..." When he turned his head, he saw two friends playing chess leisurely, and suddenly became angry, stepped forward to disrupt the game, and then said viciously, "Five My sister will love me one day."

"You called Fifth Sister so close, then she is your Fifth Sister, who cares about your nonsense?" The chess game was disturbed, Wen Zhishu was defeated, his hands shook, and then squeezed a piece The bracelet was in his hand, "I have a lot of sisters for this bracelet, but...no one likes it."

It's not that Cheng Chuanqin doesn't understand the implication, it's just that people who have liked since childhood have really become beliefs. How can it be said that they just let go?

"I only know one thing..." Cheng Chuanqin gritted his teeth, "You get the moon first if you are close to the water." This is extremely sincere, but it is not wrong.

Half a month later, Wen Muyan met with Mr. Fuqin from Wen's Mansion since the first day of Chinese Valentine's Day, and it was really 'I only hate to meet too late'.

No one expected that such a noble and lofty woman like Wen Muyan would fall in love with a Mr. Fuqin, even a blind Mr. Fuqin.

That person's name is Qin Si.

Wen Zhishu didn't remember when this person came to Wen's residence, he only vaguely remembered that there was such a number one person in Wen's residence, but he didn't remember what it was.So, when Cheng Chuanqin came to ask him with a crying face, he also felt baffled.

"How can I know? Just ask my fifth sister who is in a daze." Wen Zhishu is also annoyed, Wen Qu yells at Wen Muyan all day these days, naturally because of Qin Si dissatisfaction.However, since Qin Si is an outsider, it is not good to scold him for no reason, so he can only discipline his sister severely.Wen Qu, who was not in a good mood, was even more picky about Wen Zhishu, it was like picking bones in an egg.

Wen Muyan could bear it, but Wen Zhishu couldn't.

"Why did I never know that there is a Mr. Fuqin in your family?" Even Feng Lanran felt very strange. For so many years, he did not visit Wen's house once or twice. He still has some understand.

"That's right, the Qin master who came out here?!" Cheng Chuanqin almost missed Liang Jiewa.

Wen Zhishu was annoyed by the quarrel between the two friends, and threw his glass: "I don't know, I don't know, the Wen family is the Wen family, and you are not from the Wen family, how would you know?!" They froze for a moment, and fell silent.

As soon as the words came out, Wen Zhishu didn't feel right, but he couldn't take them back anymore, he opened his mouth, glanced at the two of them, and finally fell silent.

It's not uncommon to have quarrels, which are common, and the three of them didn't talk anymore, they just did their own things.

Before half a stick of incense was available, Cheng Chuanqin spoke first, poured a glass of water for each of them, and grinned: "How about going horseback riding in the suburbs? It's a refreshment?"

"I don't dare..." Feng Lanran hummed, and cast a sideways glance at Wen Zhishu who was drinking from a cup, "I'm not from the Wen family, so how dare I climb up the Wen family?"

Wen Zhishu coughed and choked on the water: "Just kidding."

A dispute ended here, and no one ever took it to heart.

Nan Yu'an never expected that he just came to have a cup of tea and rest, but he ran into the person from before. At that time, he was sitting at the table in the middle of the first floor sharing a cup of tea with others, his hands turned With a cup in hand, he walked down the stairs on the second floor with gentle steps.

That aqua-blue dress, paired with those gorgeous peach blossom eyes, is really a scene of this teahouse.

Originally, Nan Yu'an didn't recognize him at all, but thought this good-looking person looked familiar.Later, several men at the same table started to tease, and that's when I found out.

"Isn't that the Sixth Young Master of Wen's family? He still comes to this teahouse to drink tea." A man at the same table opened his mouth, his eyes swept back and forth on Wen Zhishu, and his eyes were very poisonous.

The other man smiled, and also cast his eyes on Wen Zhishu: "Isn't it? The young masters of the Feng family and the young masters of the Cheng family are following behind him, perhaps for a change of taste?"

"Does the Wen family have any tastes? Just a word of business is delivered to the family, why do you need to come in person?" The man 'hum' laughed twice, "I'm afraid there is something..." Halfway through the sentence, his eyes narrowed He got up, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth in a smile.

Nan Yu'an frowned, he couldn't drink that cup of tea anymore.

It wasn't that he thought the tea was not good, but that the noise of the two people's discussions in his ears made him feel nauseous.It's true that Wen Zhishu's face is too good-looking, but he won't be said so. I don't know how that person will react after he finds out.

That day, he knew that the person who rescued him and gave him the umbrella was Wen Zhishu, and he had left the umbrella under the bed for a long time. He even thought that maybe it was just an illusion of his own, thinking that he should forget about this person .But he didn't expect that when he saw Wen Zhishu again and heard others comment on Wen Zhishu like this, his anger welled up spontaneously.

Nan Yu'an squeezed the cup tightly, and his eyes fell on the water-blue figure. The man was unsteady on his feet and stumbled while walking up the stairs.Fortunately, there was Feng Lanran pulling it aside, otherwise he would have fallen down on the stairs and made a big joke.

He watched Wen Zhishu turn around in embarrassment and smile at Feng Lanran who was behind him, his peach blossom eyes were full of embarrassment, his thin lips opened and closed, chattering something endlessly.Feng Lanran frowned, stretched out her hand and twitched Wen Zhishu's forehead, then pushed Cheng Chuanqin who was beside her, Cheng Chuanqin grinned, and also pushed Wen Zhishu.Wen Zhishu's face changed obviously, he stepped up the stairs angrily, and took the lead to clear the teahouse, leaving behind Cheng Chuanqin and Feng Lanran who followed behind with a smile.

The three of them have such an obvious friendship, Nan Yu'an doesn't understand why it looks different in the eyes of other people?

He put down the cup, took out a piece of broken silver from his belt and put it on the table, then turned and walked out the door.Before leaving, he took a look at the name of the teahouse and made a note of it secretly, deciding not to come again.

After walking a few steps, they happened to pass by Wen's mansion, and Nan Yu'an was taken aback for a moment by the indistinct demonic aura.A month ago, this Wen Mansion was fine, why is it that it has just entered September, and this Wen Mansion hides a demonic aura?

He subconsciously wanted to break in, and he took two steps before he realized it.Where is this Wen Mansion where he can enter if he wants to?His attitude was so blunt last time, it is estimated that Wen Qu would not let him into Wen's house after seeing that he was very upset.

After thinking about it for a while, Nan Yu'an decided to sneak in and check it out after dark.After making up his mind, Nan Yu'an immediately went to find an inn, looking for a comfortable one that was closer to Wen's residence.

Here, Nan Yu'an was going to do something big, and over there, Wen Zhishu and the three of them had chosen a horse and were about to drive out of the city with a smile on their faces, where they were going to gallop there.

The fact is that the three of them had just walked outside the city when it started to rain. The rain in summer came suddenly and heavily, making the three of them drenched like drowned rats.

So they turned their horses around and went back to their homes.

As soon as Wen Zhishu stepped into the door of the house, Wen Qu put his arms around his chest and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Brother, brother?" Wen Zhishu flinched a little, and then backed away after stepping into the house.

Wen Qu glanced at his feet, and sneered: "What are you afraid of? Isn't it fearless? What did I say?"

"For the time being... don't go out." Wen Zhishu held his breath. Indeed, because of Qin Si's problem, Wen Qu had already banned Wen Muyan's door and Wen Zhishu's door together, "But, Brother, that's Fifth Sister's business, this... has nothing to do with me, right?"

"It's okay?" Wen Qu's voice was raised twice, "What's the good of hanging out with those two people all day? You don't know what people say?"

Wen Zhishu's face turned pale, his lips trembled twice, and then he looked at Wen Yin who hurried over from a distance, bit his lower lip and said nothing.

The Wen family has a big business, what kind of things are there?It's just that no one dared to say it.

"Brother..." Wen Yin panted heavily, obviously running all the way over, "Xiao Shu is still young, so no wonder he was having fun. Those two were also played together by Xiao Shu since he was a child. How can I put it...Brother, pay attention Let's go."

"You..." Wen Qu sighed and turned his head, "I don't want the whole family to look like you and me!"

Wen Yin's face turned even paler, his fingertips trembled, and he didn't say a word in the end.