The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

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Su Baiche was so angry that he was incoherent, "Why do you want Xianjun to take risks for me, and let me be taken away!"

He tried his best this morning to create a coincidence that fell into the hands of Nan Yaoquan, not just to go to the Demon Realm to live a comfortable life above ten thousand people.

As a result, the plan he had been thinking about died before it even started!

Ling Ye let go of him: "I know you are worried about Junior Brother, but you can rest assured that Nan Yaoquan will not hurt him."

Who is worried?But it's just a good thing to ruin him!

Su Baiche gritted his teeth, wishing to tear his face apart immediately.

Tong Xi issued repeated warnings to force him to calm down, took a breath, and softened his tone, "Sect Master, let me go to the Demon Realm to save Xianjun."

Ling Ye: "I'll go."

He cast a tracking technique on Shen Liuxiang, and he can detect the movement, and now he is rushing towards the demon world.

Su Baiche was furious.

If he is not allowed to go, is it possible that he should stay in Qing Lingzong for the rest of his life? !

He was so angry that he didn't choose what to say, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Unexpectedly, in the heart of the suzerain, Shen Xianjun is not half as good as me, Sumou is really flattered."

Ling Ye frowned slightly, took a deep look at Su Baiche, and said in a low voice for a long while: "I chose you because you fell into the hands of Nan Yaoquan, and nine out of ten you will die, but the younger brother is different, even if Nan Yaoquan doesn't Satisfying him will not hurt him at all."

Su Baiche sneered in his heart.

Who to scare, Tong Xi made it clear that Mo Zun regarded him as his own younger brother and wanted to make up for past guilt, so how could he hurt him.

What's more, how can you be sure that the Demon Lord will not hurt Shen Liuxiang, but you are in danger? Could it be that with this face, in Nan Yaoquan's heart, he is no match for Shen Liuxiang? It's a joke!

Ling Ye didn't say any more, and only told: "You stay in the sect."

After finishing speaking, he stepped into the void, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and looked towards a corner.

I don't know when, the boy there has disappeared, only a melon seed dropped on the ground.

Shen Liuxiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he regained consciousness, he heard a faint conversation, mixed with Nan Yaoquan's voice.

Liu Shenyun glanced at the person on the bed: "This subordinate is bold, who is this person?"

He was watching from a distance, and found that Mozun pushed Su Baiche away for the sake of this monk, and he felt a huge wave in his heart.

Nan Yaoquan could see how ecstatic he was when he found out that someone in the world had the same appearance as his younger brother. He could see who it was who suddenly appeared and made Mozun give up his younger brother.

Nan Yaoquan put down the teacup, and made a heavy knock on the table with his fingertips.

Xu Yu said: "He is the son of my adoptive father."

Liu Shenyun was surprised, he had never heard that the Demon Lord had a adoptive father, his eyes fell back to the bed, and inadvertently saw the long white fingers on the quilt move.

At the same time, Nan Yaoquan snorted coldly: "Open your eyes when you wake up, and be quiet. If you don't find out, you are still at the Golden Core stage."

Of course Shen Liuxiang found out.

The spittle of abuse in his heart almost drowned Nan Yaoquan.

One of the Demon Lord's unique spells, binding spirits.

The black thin rope wrapped around his wrist is the spirit-binding rope transformed by Nan Yaoquan's spiritual power. Anyone whose cultivation base is not as good as the caster's will be controlled by it, and his cultivation base will be lowered arbitrarily.

Shen Liuxiang sat up, his waist-length ink was scattered on his back, and he frowned slightly.

He was thinking about how to get out, when he heard Nan Yaoquan speak lightly.

"Take off your clothes."

"Um?!"

Shen Liuxiang's eyes widened slightly, he crossed his arms and looked at Nan Yaoquan vigilantly.

What do you mean, take off your clothes if you disagree?In his memory, this habit is not Nan Yaoquan's, but a male fox's.

Seeing that the person on the bed was motionless, Nan Yaoquan's tone became more serious, "Let you take off."

Shen Liuxiang frowned, but did not move.

The teacup in Nan Yaoquan's hand "clicked" and his face showed anger, "If you don't take it off, I will come in person and peel off the skin for you along the way."

He really didn't like this monk, anyone who disobeyed orders was not worthy of living.

Shen Liuxiang thought for a moment, and suddenly realized something.

I spat in my heart.

I want to see Yuhuang say straight, why go around and force him to take off his clothes.

Shen Liuxiang loosened the skirt of his clothes, and took out the jade huang that exuded a warm breath. As soon as he held it in his hands, the tie around his neck broke and was snatched away by the air.

Nan Yaoquan stared at Xun for a moment, his face fluctuating, his fingertips turning white while holding Yuhuang.

It's really a token of foster father's token.

His eyes fell on Shen Liuxiang's face, and he stared at it repeatedly, trying to find some similarities, but obviously, the father and son did not look alike.

Di Xingyu was so kind to him as a mountain, and he was the person he admired the most. Ling Ye expected that he would not harm the blood of the imperial palace.

but……

Nan Yaoquan walked up to Shen Liuxiang, returned Yuhuang to him, and immediately turned his face away in disgust, "Brother Xingchen and Xinglian are both dragons and phoenixes, and they are worthy of being righteous father and son. How did you come here? The father's bloodline will pull the hips."

Shen Liuxiang: "???"

If he couldn't beat him, he would let Nan Yaoquan taste the iron fist of society.

"In that case, can I go?"

Nan Yaoquan pressed his shoulders and patted him hard, "Although I don't like you, but for the sake of my adoptive father, I will take you back to the Demon Realm to teach you, so that my adoptive father's bloodline will not grow crooked in the cultivation world."

He stared at Shen Liuxiang and frowned, "Although it's crooked, it's okay, I can help you correct it."

Shen Liuxiang was stared at with horror.

The back was patted with a big palm, "The waist is straight, what does it look like in a loose posture?"

"And this,"

Nan Yaoquan picked up a strand of blue silk in front of Shen Liuxiang's shoulder, and rubbed it between his fingertips, "Isn't there any satin hair? How decent is it to be loose like this? Tie it up."

The corners of Shen Liuxiang's mouth twitched slightly.

He simply tilted his body and fell on the bed. The quilt was wrapped around his body again, and his head was tightly covered.

"What are you doing lying down?" Nan Yaoquan lowered his face, "Get up!"

He was answered by a muffled hum from under the quilt.

"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures."

Nan Yaoquan was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to slap him down with his palm. The black mist spread in his palm, and he almost couldn't restrain the urge to kill him with one palm.

After calming down, he curled up his fingers frozen in mid-air, making a crackling sound of joints.

If Su Baiche looks like him, then it's fine.

The door opened, and Liu Shenyun, who had been waiting outside for a long time, looked up and saw Mozun's gloomy face, "Is this person a fake?"

"If it's a fake, you think I'll let him lie on the bed safely," Nan Yaoquan snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, "I'll go out for a while, you go in and stare at him, don't let anyone run away .”

Liu Shenyun is a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, so it's not difficult to keep an eye on the Golden Core Stage, and he takes orders after hearing the words.

Shen Liuxiang noticed that the person was gone with his reduced to pitiful consciousness, he lifted the quilt and got down on the couch, he straightened his messy clothes, went to the window and looked outside.

In the bustling town at night, there are lights everywhere, but there are also many places hidden in darkness.

Shen Liuxiang's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked back at the figure at the table, who stared at him motionlessly, "Brother Liu, I'm hungry, can you buy me something to eat?"

Liu Shenyun said indifferently: "I can't."

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows unsurprisingly, and reached for the small black bag on his waist.

Vigilant eyes immediately looked over.

"I'll just eat a steamed bun, don't be nervous," Shen Liuxiang tore off the star flower bag, and smiled innocently, "You are at the Nascent Soul Realm, and I'm only at the Golden Core Realm now, so it's possible that I can still shake the sky in your hands No."

Liu Shenyun snorted, acquiescing to what he said.

Shen Liuxiang pulled the star flower bag, pulled it by the window for a while, and sighed: "I knew there would be no restrictions."

He looked towards the other person in the room: "Brother Liu, can you open it for me, this storage bag can only be opened by a cultivator in Nascent Soul."

I have never seen such an ugly storage bag, the whole body is dark.

Liu Shenyun held it in his hand and weighed it, but found nothing abnormal, so he pulled the string to open the bag, "Isn't this very simple?"

As he spoke, he raised his head, but saw a handsome young man in front of him, slightly curled his lips, and whispered the syntax formula.

In an instant, Liu Shenyun's vision was plunged into darkness, as if something was pulling in his mind, overwhelming dizziness swept over him.

He swayed and fell from the chair.

Shen Liuxiang caught it without letting anyone roll to the ground. After moving Liu Shenyun to the bed, he took off the black cloth bag covering his head, patted his buttocks, jumped out of the window and ran away.

With the star flower bag in hand, I have it in the world!

After running nearly a hundred miles in one breath, Shen Liuxiang stopped in an inaccessible place, looked left and right, and saw that the deserted forest was silent.

He leaned against the tree to pant, with a smug smile on the corner of his lips, "Let people stare at me, hey, young master is so easy to be stared at."

After resting enough, he was about to leave when the spirit binding rope on his wrist suddenly became hot.

Wisps of black mist condensed into filaments, scattered from the rope, extending to the end invisible to the line of sight.

Shen Liuxiang's heart skipped a beat.

In the next moment, the winding filaments in mid-air suddenly tightened, and infinite tension came from the other end.

Shen Liuxiang could only feel the scene in his sight flashing by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he returned from the wild forest to the busy street, and his body flew towards an unknown place uncontrollably.

Surprised, there was a tall figure in front of him, and he didn't dodge when he saw him, he just stood in the middle of the road.

boom--!

The lanterns hanging high on the street swayed in the wind.

Shen Liuxiang's head hit the man's firm and generous chest. When he was dizzy, he was pulled by the back of the neck and pulled away.

"Running very fast," Nan Yaoquan's face was less disgusted, and his eyes showed a bit of appreciation, "If it wasn't for the spirit binding rope, I would have run away for you."

Shen Liuxiang covered his forehead, raised his eyes to look at the handsome face with a fierce aura, held back for a long while, and slowly spit out a word.

"Hold--"

For this one word, he was silenced.

Shen Liuxiang was dragged back to the inn helplessly.

Liu Shenyun knelt on the ground with a pale face. He thought he would be severely punished, but Nan Yaoquan let him go easily, and he was quite happy, "After all, he is the son of the adoptive father, and he really has some skills."

After half an hour without speaking, Shen Liuxiang was almost suffocated, and pointed to his throat.

Nan Yaoquan pretended not to see it, picked up the teacup, and then the teacup exploded in his hand.

The robe was mostly drenched with tea.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled Shen Liuxiang's hand, and pressed the spirit binding rope a little, "Golden Core Stage is still too high for you, the Foundation Establishment Stage is fine."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

Fuck it.

Nan Yaoquan got up, let him rest well tonight, and then went to the next room.

This is the intersection of the Demon World and the Realm of Cultivation. The aura in the sky and the earth fluctuates so much that it is very dangerous to travel at night. You have to rest here for a night and step into the Demon World tomorrow.

Nan Yaoquan went back to the room, but his spiritual consciousness kept paying attention to Shen Liuxiang's movements.

After he left, Shen Liuxiang dried up the tea in the teapot in one breath, as if wanting to calm down, then walked to the table, grinding and picking up a pen.

I don't know what I'm messing with.

Nan Yaoquan closed his eyes, he took the man away, Ling Ye would not give up easily, he should be on his way, fortunately he discovered the tracking technique on Shen Liuxiang, although it couldn't be broken, it could confuse the other party for a while.

After he brought the unexpected thing back to the Demon Realm and settled down, he went to pick up Su Baiche.

Nan Yaoquan gradually settled down, and the black mist around his body gradually thickened.

At this time, there was a constant knocking sound on the wall.

Nan Yaoquan opened his eyes with a gloomy face, and went to another room in a blink of an eye, staring at the person standing by the wall with a stone in his hand, and said in a cold tone, "You better have something important to do."

Without saying a word, Shen Liuxiang threw away the stone, picked up the scroll prepared on the table, and slowly unfolded it for Nan Yaoquan to read.

On the snow-white paper, there were a few big crooked characters written on it.

——Brother Yi, give me a chance to call you.

Nan Yaoquan's expression softened slightly: "Sincerely?"

Shen Liuxiang nodded firmly, blinked his eyes, his handsome face was full of sincerity.

"It's not impossible to let you call my brother-in-law if you unlock the silence technique."

Nan Yaoquan took a step forward, raised his hand to pinch Shen Liuxiang's chin, and took a closer look at his face, "But I don't like your appearance, so let's forget it."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

Give you a face, the master has always had a beautiful face!

Seeing the anger in the phoenix eyes, Nan Yaoquan chuckled, and immediately flicked his slender fingers towards Shen Liuxiang's face, "Okay, now you can call Yixiong."

Shen Liuxiang cleared his throat and was able to make a sound.

He was about to speak when he realized that Nan Yaoquan was looking at him wrongly, deep and gentle.

Shen Liuxiang's intuition was not good, so he found the bronze mirror and looked inside, his elegant and beautiful face was as soft and beautiful as moonlight.

"……"Ha ha.

Nan Yaoquan thought that Shen Liuxiang would be furious, but he just smiled lightly, and said in a clear and soft voice, "Brother Yi, I'm hungry, find me something to eat."

Nan Yaoquan was stunned.

Suddenly, I really thought it was my brother who came back.

When he reacted, he had already asked someone to prepare a table full of dishes.

Shen Liuxiang raised the chopsticks, and said softly, "Brother Yi, move the chopsticks, it's boring for me to eat alone."

Nan Yaoquan stared at him: "I think it's good for you to eat."

"Really," Shen Liuxiang nodded shyly, "Then I won't be polite."

After finishing speaking, he threw the chopsticks, grabbed the chicken legs on the plate, and opened his mouth to eat.

Liu Shenyun stepped into the room, looked up, his expression was dull.

I saw a man with a clear face, sitting cross-legged on the dining table, with his head slightly raised, putting a piece of beef into his mouth with oily hands, swallowing it with a bang, and hurried to get another plate.

There was a mess around the dining table, bones, fishbone, and shrimp skins were thrown all over the floor, the scene was simply horrible.

As for Mozun, he sat blankly by the table, his expression froze.

Shen Liuxiang burped and wiped his mouth.

"Brother Yi, why don't you continue to look at me with gentle eyes, I don't look like you anymore."

boom!

The dining table was crushed to pieces by the radiating pressure and collapsed.

Shen Liuxiang got up from the ground without any annoyance, patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the ugly Mozun, "Brother Yi, this is the face of Su Zhenren, don't you like it?"

Nan Yaoquan's voice trembled: "Don't come here."

Shen Liuxiang: "Huh?"

He walked faster, the corners of his lips were still stained with green scallions, and he smiled ferociously against the face Nan Yaoquan cared about most.

"Brother Yi~"

Nan Yaoquan completely collapsed.

In the back of my mind, my younger brother's gentle and soft-spoken appearance was completely covered by Shen Liuxiang's face, which deliberately wolfed down.

"Get out!!!"

In his heart, the image of his younger brother was destroyed...

"I really wanted to kill him,"

Nan Yaoquan stood in the dark corridor, showing an expression of extreme grief, "When I think of my brother now, my mind is full of that greasy face covered with chopped green onions."

Liu Shenyun didn't know how to comfort Mozun, sighed, and watched Nan Yaoquan melancholy outside the door all night.

The next day, Shen Liuxiang was taken out of the bed.

He glanced at Liu Shenyun, and said doubtfully, "Where's brother Yi?"

"The lord does not want to see you."

Shen Liuxiang sighed, and touched his face, "This face is ugly, but brother-in-law likes it, I reluctantly accept it, why don't you take a look at it more."

The corners of Liu Shenyun's mouth twitched slightly, and he led him out of the inn. Nan Yaoquan walked far ahead without turning his head once.

Shen Liuxiang said aggrievedly: "Brother Yi is so cold, he obviously didn't treat me like this at the beginning."

Liu Shenyun: "...you are lucky to be alive."

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Turning his gaze around, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure on the side of the street, and opened his eyes slightly.

Ye Bingran stopped in front of a small stall selling spirit grass, picked up a sprig of spirit grass and looked at it, noticed the unusual gaze, and looked back.

'Su Baiche' blinked at him, squinting.

Ye Bingran followed his line of sight and saw the figure of the Demon Lord at the front.

He frowned and understood.

He made a move without hesitation, a sword crossed between 'Su Baiche' and Nan Yaoquan, and appeared beside 'Su Baiche' at the same time, knocked Liu Shenyun down with one palm, and led them away.

"Is it still uncomfortable?"

Ye Bingran supported Shen Liuxiang, and found a clean place to sit down, "Nan Yaoquan has a high level of cultivation, if he doesn't use the thousand-mile technique, he will be stopped."

During the foundation building period, his cultivation spanned thousands of miles, and Shen Liuxiang's body was almost torn apart by the space.

He breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head with a pale face, and when he wanted to say thank you, he suddenly remembered something and quickly shut up.

Instead, he picked up a dead branch, pushed aside the fallen leaves, and wrote a few words on the ground——Great kindness, great virtue, unforgettable.

"Sound suppression?" Ye Bingran stretched out his hand, "Let me untie it for you."

Shen Liuxiang avoided his hand and wrote three words in a swish - sore throat.

So Ye Bingran took out a jade bottle from the storage bag and gave it to him: "Qinglingye, it will be better after drinking."

Shen Liuxiang was amazed from the bottom of his heart.

Use the top-grade spiritual liquid to moisten your throat, I really have your sword master.

He didn't want it, rolled up his cuffs, and exposed the spirit binding rope on his thin wrist.

Ye Bingran's face changed slightly: "Except for Nan Yaoquan, no one can solve the spirit binding technique. The only way is... to cut off the place where it is bound."

cut hands? !

Shen Liuxiang was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand.

Seeing him panicked, Ye Bingran couldn't help softening his stern face, "Don't be afraid, there will always be a way."

He stood up: "Since you have the spirit binding rope on you, Nan Yaoquan will find it soon, so you must stay away."

Shen Liuxiang nodded vigorously, Ye Bingran led him with his sword, and a sword cry pierced the sky in an instant.

This place is still at the intersection of the two worlds, and the aura at night is several times more restless than during the day, so it is not easy to walk.

In the evening, in a mountain forest, Ye Bingran found a hidden cave, entered with the sound of the sinking current, and then cast a spell to light a bonfire.

Shen Liuxiang was tired all day, he squatted directly on the wet ground, and when he looked up, he saw the surprised expression on Ye Bingran's face.

After a pause, he quickly got up from the ground, found a stone, sat on it gracefully, pursed his lips and smiled at Ye Bingran.

The doubts in Ye Bingran's eyes dissipated, and he quietly closed his eyes and meditated beside him.

The cave was too quiet, Shen Liuxiang was not used to it, so he reached out and poked Ye Bingran.

Ye Bingran looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Shen Liuxiang twirled the branches and wrote on the dusty ground: "Why are you here?"

Ye Bingran said calmly: "The whip wound is still not healed, let's find some spiritual herbs."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

The parties regretted a little.

The person concerned wrote on the ground ashamedly: "I am sorry for you!"

Hit too hard.

Ye Bingran remained silent for a while, "Bai Che, you should understand my intentions."

Shen Liuxiang's heart skipped a beat.

In this case, I don't want to confess...

Fortunately, Ye Bingran only said this, as if he didn't want to force him, so he changed the subject, "Shen Liuxiang will bully you again."

Shen Liuxiang shook his head, and praised himself by the way, and wrote: "Others are wonderful."

Ye Bingran frowned, as if he didn't understand these words, "You really think so."

Shen Liuxiang nodded.

Ye Bingran pondered for a long time, as if his heart had been touched by something, a pair of ice eyes looked at Shen Liuxiang hesitantly.

His thin lips moved slightly: "Then what do you think of me?"

Even someone like Shen Liuxiang thinks it's good, so what about him?

Shen Liuxiang held the branch tightly with his fingers, thought for a while, and wrote on the ground: "You are naturally better than him."

If in Su Baiche's heart, Ye Bingran is no match for him, Ye Bingran really might as well jump off a cliff.

Seeing the answer, Ye Bingran still didn't look away, staring at Shen Liuxiang and paused every word, "I mean, am I the best?"

This question is really difficult to answer.

Shen Liuxiang was hesitating whether to continue pretending, glanced at it, and found a mollusk squirming left and right on the ground reflecting the fire.

Shen Liu rang the strings in his head, and it broke with a "snap".

He suddenly jumped behind the only living person present, pointing there: "Help! There are worms, there are worms!!!"

"Who are you?!"

With a flash of sword light, he put a sword across his neck.

Ye Bingran's face was livid, although the voice sounded familiar, it was by no means Su Baiche!

Shen Liuxiang stared at the worm slowly burrowing into the ground, his expression softened slightly.

Immediately, he glanced at the sword on the side of his neck, curled his lips, and showed a smirk on his fair and clean face, "Your old friend is good."

The cave fell into dead silence.

Ye Bingran's face was so cold that it was about to freeze, and his tone seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

"Sinking, flowing, ringing—"

"Hey, it's me,"

Shen Liuxiang took a step back, bent over solemnly and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Sword Master, for letting go of the past and helping me out."

Ye Bingran's face was blue and white, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say "get lost", but his good upbringing made him unable to say it, so he held back for a while, and put away his sword.

"Farewell, you'd better fend for yourself!"

"Don't—" Shen Liuxiang grabbed his sleeve, "Save people to the end, I am currently in the foundation building stage, and I will be swallowed as soon as I go out."

Ye Bingran looked indifferent: "What does it have to do with me."

Shen Liuxiang blinked, and said sincerely: "Why don't you see it for the good old friend's sake?"

Ye Bingran's handsome face was full of chills, and he pulled back the cuff from Shen Liuxiang's hand, his words were full of anger, "Don't speak licentious words with this face!"

"Okay, okay," Shen Liu said loudly, "Everyone is a member of the immortal sect, and you don't look at the face of the monk but the face of the Buddha. If you abandon me today, everyone in the cultivation world will say that the Beilun Sword Sect is all about seeing death." A ruthless monk who cannot be saved."

He raised his eyebrows lightly, and changed his voice: "But if you save me, the senior brother may be happy, and maybe he will set up a red line for you and Su Zhenren, but you will be able to achieve a positive result with Su Zhenren, hehehe."

Ye Bingran heard him finish speaking, and said softly: "You are so noisy."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

"I'm not Nan Yaoquan's opponent for the time being," Ye Bingran sat back, with a blunt tone, "If he finds you, I can only let him take you away."

Shen Liuxiang said in a low voice: "Just now you comforted me by saying that you and the Mozun had a [-]-[-] relationship."

Ye Bingran gave him a cold look, "I have a whip wound, but I can't beat it."

Shen Liuxiang tactfully fell silent, Ye Bingran lowered his eyes, looked at the white and thin wrist, thoughtfully: "Or, I cut the spirit binding rope for you with a sword."

Shen Liuxiang quickly retracted his hands into his cuffs: "Then I would rather be captured by the Demon Lord."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps came from the entrance of the cave, "Yes, if that's the case, go back with me."

"?!"

boom--!

The entire mountain forest was shaking.

Shen Liuxiang was almost smashed to pieces by the spiritual power raging in the air. Fortunately, Ye Bingran used a sword, and after resisting Nan Yaoquan's offensive with a magic weapon, he conveniently set up a barrier for him.

Shen Liuxiang was completely moved.

If I had known this before, I would have voted for Jian Zun when the selection of the best supporting actor was made!

Ye Bingran didn't lie, what Xingshen whipped was seven parts of the body and three parts of the soul, the soul is the most difficult to deal with, and it has not fully recovered yet.

What's more, although he is infinitely close to the state of transforming gods, he is still one step away. At this time, he is definitely not Nan Yaoquan's opponent. He has fought several times, and he is already faintly losing.

A wisp of blood spilled from the corner of Ye Bingran's lips, his face was slightly pale, and he fell back to the ground and took several steps back.

Shen Liuxiang immediately stepped forward, supported him, hesitated to speak: "How about..."

Ye Bingran glanced at him lightly: "Are you trying to persuade me to leave? I'm also a member of the immortal sect, so I can't do this."

"No," Shen Liuxiang laughed dryly, "I want to say, why don't you work harder."

Ye Bingran: "..."

Nan Yaoquan looked at the two of them, frowned, and slapped him impatiently.

The two fought again.

The moonlight shone on Shen Liuxiang's body. He was thinking about how to get out, when he caught a glimpse of the shadow reflected on the ground, and there were more figures.

He froze, and was wrapped around his waist from behind and hugged into his arms.

An obsessive whisper came from next to my ear, "Cheche, I finally caught you."

The two people in the fight stopped their hands and looked over, their faces sank.

"Splash."

"Three demon kings."

Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes slightly, twisted his neck stiffly, and looked at a pair of rippling peach blossom eyes, his scalp was numb.

Fuck it.

It's a male fox!

Huaspian smiled at him bewitchingly, then backed away abruptly, leading him to disappear on the spot.

When Su Baiche waited for Ling Ye to leave the sect, he also quickly chased after him.

He had Tongxi to guide the way, and he was about to arrive when he heard that Ye Bingran was coming. He changed the place, and his face looked ugly, "Why did Ye Bingran save him?"

"I don't know," Tong Xi could only get a general idea, "Nan Yaoquan catches up, this time... the Three Demon Kings are here!"

Su Baiche lost her voice: "Huasplash?!"

He was startled, and his steps slowed down. The name brought back some unpleasant memories in him.

When the two met for the first time, Hua Xing entangled him inexplicably, took him captive into a monster boat with a magic weapon, whipped him with a special whip so that his whole body was weak, sore and painful, and even yelled "Che Che", making him cry Only disgusting.

If it hadn't been for being rescued at that time, Hua Ji would have succeeded.

He still clearly remembers that before he left, those peach blossom eyes looked at him strangely, "Next time, I will let you, beg me to fuck you."

Su Baiche shuddered, barely stopped, "...I'd better go back to Qingling."

Tong Xi: "He captured Shen Liuxiang and brought him back to Yaozhou."

Su Baiche was shocked and couldn't help clapping her hands.

The moonlight is dim.

A flat boat floated quietly on the lake, and suddenly, the boat flashed and disappeared into the air.

Different from the ordinary and simple appearance, the interior of the boat is as magnificent as a palace, with extremely luxurious furnishings, and the room is filled with a disturbing fragrance, which makes people fall into it like stepping into a dream.

Huasplash pushed the captive into the big bed, making the beauty sink into the soft and smooth bed.

He couldn't wait to bully him, put his warm fingers on the chin of 'Su Baiche', rubbed it, and let out a bewitching whisper from his mouth.

"Cheche, this is a spice specially prepared for you. Be good, wait a little longer. After all, it's the first time. I have to be gentle."

After a while.

Hua Jian looked at the beautiful person on the bed, her fair cheeks began to flush, and her body trembled uncontrollably, knowing that he had fallen into lust, and couldn't hold it back immediately.

He pulled off the belt of the beauty, ready to proceed to the next step.

A hand as white as jade held him down.

"and many more,"

The person on the bed opened his misty eyes, his voice trembled slightly, "I'm afraid of pain, can I take a pain-relieving panacea?"

Hua Xi always has more patience with beauties, not to mention that the beauties have succumbed and even prepared for happy things.

Such an initiative pleased him greatly.

"Cheche, you know that I will promise you whatever you say."

Shen Liu had goosebumps all over his body, smiled shyly on his face, and tore off the small black bag around his waist, "I don't have the strength, please open it for me."

Huaspian couldn't stand the beauty's weak hands and feet the most. Seeing this, her eyes turned red, and she just wanted to find a panacea to deal with her.

He untied the tether of the star flower bag, "Cheche, I will take it easy later..."

"Your uncle!"

Shen Liuxiang read out the formula and kicked him out of the bed.

Huaspian was caught off guard by being kicked to the ground, and before he could react, his vision was plunged into darkness, rumbling noises sounded in his head, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to disappear instantly.

With a black cloth bag on his head, he struggled to get up, but was kicked back to the ground.

Shen Liuxiang pressed the man to the ground, punched and kicked him.

There were repeated howls in the demon boat.

After beating for half a stick of incense, the person lying on the ground gradually stopped moving. Shen Liuxiang took a breath, sat down on the ground exhausted, stared at it for a long time, and kicked again in bewilderment.

"Papa, why don't you ask me to lighten it?"

Fortunately, he knew Hua Jian's tricks against Su Baiche, and the moment he entered the demon boat, he bit the tip of his tongue to seal off his sense of smell, preventing the scent from invading his brain.

Huaspian's cultivation was indeed advanced, and he didn't faint immediately after the star flower bag was placed on his head, and he didn't move after so long.

Shen Liuxiang didn't dare to take it lightly, got up and fastened his clothes, looked around, found a long leather whip on a wall, and took it to tie Huaspian's hands and feet.

This thing is one of Huaspian's proud magic weapons, no matter how high the cultivation level is, if touched by the whip body, it will instantly lose strength in its hands and feet.

It was supposed to be a high-level magic weapon that could be famous all over the world, but it was a pity that it fell into Huaspian's hands and was reduced to function on the bed.

Shen Liuxiang took off the star flower bag, and an evil face came into his eyes.

She has a high nose bridge, light and moist lips, and a blooming pattern between her brows. Because the peach blossom eyes are quietly closed, the whole face loses a bit of vitality.

The Three Demon Kings, Flower Splash.

In the original novel, every time he appeared on the stage, he was either on the way of Guaisu Baiche, or he had already pinned him on the bed and was ready to go.

A person who has dedicated his life to making Su Baiche into himself is an alternative inspirational figure who has been working hard but has never succeeded.

Yaozhou is Huaspian's natal magic weapon, and he can't get out with his foundation-building stage cultivation base, so he can only wait for someone to wake up and let him go.

After about half an hour, the people on the ground moved.

Hua Xie opened his eyes, his face darkened, "You are not Su Bai Che."

"Let me leave the demon boat."

"Your magic weapon is really powerful."

Shen Liuxiang knelt down and rubbed his wrists, "I said, let me leave the demon boat."

Hua Xi ignored it, turned his eyes slightly, and stared at the face that was close at hand, "I am very curious about what you looked like before. If you are not ugly, I will accept you in another day. This king is used to obedient people. Occasionally I also want to try something as spicy as yours."

The corner of Shen Liuxiang's mouth twitched slightly, and he stretched out three slender fingers.

"Three times, if you don't open the demon boat, I won't be polite."

"Don't you know that this king has rough skin and thick flesh, and ordinary spells can't hurt the slightest bit?"

Hua Xi was confident, and the corners of her lips curled slightly with a hint of provocation, "Why don't you be polite and squeeze me dry on the bed."

Shen Liuxiang counted down to himself.

"Three, two, one—"

After finishing the words, he stretched his index finger towards the center of Hua Xie's eyebrows.

Huaspian's face suddenly changed.

Between the eyebrows... is his lifeblood! ! !

If he is held down to cast a spell, no matter how low-level the spell is, it will hit him, making it easy for him to die!

Shen Liuxiang held down the struggling Huaspian, his fingertips touched the pattern with a touch of coolness, and leaned down to read the syntax formula.

Huaspian froze.

There was silence inside the demon boat for a moment, and in the next moment, an earth-shattering laughter came out.

"hahahahahahahaha--"

Shen Liuxiang looked at Huaspian who was rolling with laughter on the ground, and uttered cold words from his lips, "If you don't let me out again, I will let you die laughing here."

"hahahahahahahahaha--"

Hua Splash was about to go crazy, trying to suppress his smile, while feeling mixed feelings.

This cultivator... actually only used this method to force him... His demon core, no one in the world is jealous, and there is no plan to kill him to seize the demon core.

A small boat reappeared on the lake.

At the same time, several long rainbows landed in the sky.

Shen Liuxiang's figure flickered and appeared on the shore of the lake. When he raised his eyes, he saw three figures.

Nan Yaoquan and Ye Bingran who came after him, and Ling Ye who finally found him.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Shen Liuxiang thought for a while, then moved slightly towards Ling Ye.

Nan Yaoquan said in a deep voice, "Only I can unlock the spirit binding technique."

The implication is that if you want to restore your cultivation, you will still ask him sooner or later, it is better to obediently go to him now.

Ling Ye smiled indifferently: "Junior, just come here, [-]% of the spells on him come from your father, so they are not a threat to you."

As he spoke, he pinched Nan Yaoquan's disguise technique, Shen Liuxiang touched his face, and walked towards Ling Ye without hesitation.

Nan Yaoquan's face darkened, and he suddenly made a move to grab him. Ling Ye stopped him with cold eyes, the spiritual energy between the two exploded, and several huge cracks burst open on the ground.

Shen Liuxiang was shocked by the raging spiritual power and couldn't help but retreat, almost falling into the lake.

Ye Bingran grabbed his wrist, "Sect Master Ling asked me to take you away first."

As soon as the words fell, the light and shadow of the boat in the middle of the lake flashed, and the splash appeared, and it went straight to the sinking stream, "It's so lively, add me."

Ye Bingran frowned, pushed Shen Liuxiang away, and confronted the enemy with Yujian.

There was a scuffle everywhere.

Shen Liuxiang was almost dumbfounded.

When he came back to his senses, he found that no one cared about him, so he turned around and ran away, but after only two steps, Nan Yaoquan took the time to cast a law and put him in place.

At the same time, the corners of Hua Jian's lips hooked into a smile: "It's not an option to fight, it's better to let him choose."

He made a formula, and a spell hit Shen Liuxiang, "I created this spell myself, and I can tell who he is closest to, who he is willing to cling to, and who he likes to go with."

Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes slightly, unable to move.

A mysterious light flashed in his sight, and then he was dragged into his arms, his footsteps circled on the ground, and barely stopped.

The hem of the clothes made ripples in the wind.

The slightly hoarse young voice rang in his ears, "Master, the disciple is late."

Shen Liu's eyes trembled, "What are you doing here..."

However, the cultivation base in the foundation building period is not to be sent to death.

"Ow~"

The huge Tengu suddenly jumped out of the black cloud, grabbed the two people on the ground, flapped its wings enough to cover the clouds and the sun, and flew thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

boom--!