The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Shen Liuxiang tasted blood.

The lip was bitten.

The person who held him down and kissed was like a hungry wolf.

Shen Liuxiang was out of breath, stretched his fingers towards his waist with difficulty, barely reached the back of the star flower bag, and immediately pinched the formula.

A dark light flashed in the forest, and Zhou Xuanlan, whose head was covered by the star flower bag, stopped moving, fell forward, fell on Shen Liuxiang and passed out.

Shen Liuxiang took a deep breath, supported Zhou Xuanlan who was leaning against him with one hand, and wiped the corner of his lower lip with the other.

There was a "hiss—" in pain.

The whitened fingertips were stained with bright red blood.

"Are you a dog!" Shen Liuxiang recovered from the shock, so angry that he wanted to slap his apprentice twice on the head.

But thinking that Zhou Xuanlan did this thing because he was protecting him from the spell, he endured it and sat down against the tree trunk, letting someone rest on his shoulder.

This account was settled on Huaspian's head.

On the stone, Ao Yue couldn't close her mouth wide open for a long time, and when she sensed the dangerous gaze cast on her, she immediately raised her dog's leg and said, "I swear I won't tell anyone."

Shen Liuxiang twirled the spirit rope, "Tell me, why do you want to come?"

Ao Yue: "Of course I don't want to part with you, Xianjun."

Nonsence.

Shen Liuxiang didn't believe it, looked down at the runes on the spirit-binding rope, and said without raising his head: "Tell the truth."

Ao Yue hesitated for a while, and said vaguely: "I made a deal, so I can't go into details."

Zhou Xuanlan found him at the time and said that Shen Liuxiang had been taken away and asked him to help find someone.

Tiangou can be thousands of miles away, and he can lock the direction with a ray of breath. Ao Yue sniffs it and knows which direction Shen Liuxiang is going.

But Zhou Xuanlan proposed a deal that Ao Yue couldn't refuse - the whereabouts of Yaogu Pill.

No monster can resist the temptation of the demon world elixir that has disappeared for nearly ten thousand years.

Shen Liuxiang frowned.

At this time, the entire night sky flickered brightly, and there were colorful clouds appearing in the sky, and countless auras surged towards the north.

The vision of heaven and earth caused by the breakthrough of the powerful man!

Shen Liuxiang thought to himself, could it be someone from the Beilun Sword Sect.

The original work mainly revolves around Su Baiche and a group of male supporting actors, telling stories about heartthrobs and various Shura fields, and there is very little writing on things that are not related to it, and he doesn't know who broke through.

While guessing, Ling Ye stepped out of the void, "It's the Taoist Jianzhen."

Shen Liuxiang gasped.

Jianzhen Taoist has reached the Great Perfection of the God Transformation Realm, and if he makes a breakthrough, won't he enter the Mahayana Realm!

Ling Ye: "You don't have to worry about Nan Yaoquan and others."

Taoist Jianzhen made a breakthrough, and there were more Mahayana realms in the world, and all forces had to respond. As the leader of all parties, the next few days will definitely be very busy.

Shen Liuxiang pointed to An Jing's disciple who closed his eyes quietly, "He has been hit by the spell of Huasplash, senior brother can help."

Ling Ye's eyes fell on Shen Liuxiang's body, and he noticed the broken and slightly swollen lips, and frowned, "Your apprentice bit it."

Shen Liuxiang explained: "He was affected by a spell."

Ling Ye: "Before Hua Xi left, he told me that his self-created spell is called Nian Sheng. It has no effect on people, but it magnifies the thoughts in his heart. letter."

More than half-truths and half-false, there are nine falsehoods and one truth in the novel.

Shen Liuxiang said, "Is there a way to explain it?"

"No, but the effects of spells fade over time,"

Ling Ye looked at Zhou Xuanlan, "When your disciple wakes up, it should relieve a lot."

Believe me--!

When Shen Liuxiang was wrapped around the waist by Zhou Xuanlan who woke up, kissing and biting, he wished to kill Ling Ye who was stunned for a moment and then chuckled with his eyes.

What is this spell called 'Nian Sheng'?

Make it an aphrodisiac!

When Shen Liuxiang was helpless, he slapped the back of Zhou Xuanlan's neck with a palm, and the apprentice immediately fell limply on top of him.

After Ling Ye laughed, he pressed his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly.

"Jianzhen Taoist broke through to the Mahayana realm. Jianzong invited the entire cultivation world to celebrate together. All sects and sects have received invitations to participate in the feast. Qingling also has to prepare a good gift. Ling Yue has already led the team to set off from the sect. You Want to go?"

Shen Liuxiang's eyes brightened slightly, and he nodded.

Thinking of the delicacies in the banquet, the saliva can't be restrained from overflowing.

But it's inappropriate for him to appear in front of people when he is currently at the foundation building stage, "I'm pretending to be a disciple of Qingling, what do you think, brother?"

Ling Ye said: "It's a way."

Ling Ye accompanied Shen Liuxiang all the way to Lunhua City, and after he settled down in the inn, he had to go directly to Jianzong, "Lunhua City is under the jurisdiction of Jianzong, and there will be no monks wantonly causing trouble, so don't worry about safety."

Shen Liuxiang turned into a boy, and his face also changed. It was replaced by a bland one that couldn't be found after being thrown into the crowd.

"Brother, just go. I will meet Ling Yue here and go to Jianzong together."

As Shen Liuxiang said, he blinked at the face in the bronze mirror, and sighed melancholy, "Disguise is too difficult, and it's the pinnacle of skill to become like this."

He pinched his face with the Disguise Technique for a long time, and only this one works... At least it looks like a human being.

He remembered that the original body used the disguise technique to imitate Su Baiche. As a result, people were neither human nor ghost. Nan Yaoquan stretched out his hand and he would become exactly the same. Could this be the difference in talent...

Shen Liuxiang felt hit.

Ling Ye stared at him: "I just remembered that every time you went out to practice in the sect when you were young, it was the same way. While using the disguise technique to change your appearance, you muttered and said exactly the same things."

Shen Liuxiang was surprised.

"Although your face is ordinary, you have seen it a few times before, and now you look at it again and feel nostalgic."

Ling Ye's voice was gentle, and he smiled, "I have informed Ling Yue that no one knows your identity except him, and you will be an ordinary disciple for the time being."

Shen Liu nodded.

Ling Ye wanted to send a letter to the Imperial Palace for him, asking how to break the spirit-binding rope, but Shen Liuxiang refused. After a while, maybe you can solve it by yourself.

In the evening, Shen Liuxiang leaned against the window, looking at the bustling streets outside.

Counting the time, the people from the Zongmen should arrive at noon tomorrow.

There was some movement on the bed, and Zhou Xuanlan, who had been waking up and fainting alternately, woke up again. Shen Liuxiang walked over and rubbed his wrist skillfully.

Zhou Xuanlan stared at him blankly, as if he didn't recognize who it was, and didn't move.

He hesitated and called: "Master?"

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows: "Are you awake?"

Zhou Xuanlan nodded slightly, so Shen Liuxiang leaned over and looked closely at the young man's eyes.

Just as he was about to teach someone a lesson, Zhou Xuanlan suddenly raised his head, succeeded in the sneak attack, and kissed the corner of Shen Liuxiang's lips. At the end, a little smile appeared in his dark eyes, "It's the taste of the master."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

He raised his hand and was about to knock people unconscious, the boy holding the quilt trembled reflexively, "Master, my neck hurts."

His tone was a little aggrieved.

Shen Liuxiang put down his hand, opened his apprentice's long hair and looked at the nape of his neck. There were various shades of black and blue in the past few days.

"...It's fine if you don't knock yourself out, but you are not allowed to be your teacher."

Zhou Xuanlan's face changed slightly: "Master, it's better to knock me out."

Shen Liuxiang really wanted to give it again, but knocking people out all the time was not an option, and Zhou Xuanlan's condition was obviously much better, at least he could communicate normally.

So he said earnestly: "Except for Taoist companions, you can't kiss anyone casually."

"The disciples are not casual, and the master is not someone else." Zhou Xuanlan paused and gave reasons for refuting, "The master can also be a Taoist companion."

Shen Liuxiang took a deep breath, resisting the urge to slap his apprentice to death.

What are you doing!

Still want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors!

He stretched out his finger, and flicked vigorously on Zhou Xuanlan's forehead, "Be sober, I told you not to kiss."

Hearing this, the young man on the bed was downcast, as if he had lost his direction in life, "But I just want to get close to Master, and I can't stop thinking about it."

Shen Liuxiang made another hard note on Huaspian.

After thinking for a while, he held Zhou Xuanlan's face in his hands, then kissed him on the forehead, and patted the top of his hair perfunctorily, "Okay, I will be so close to you as a teacher from now on."

Zhou Xuanlan raised his hand and touched his forehead in a daze. This was the first time that Master took the initiative to kiss him.

He hooked his lips and nodded in agreement.

Shen Liuxiang finally found the trick, wept with joy, took advantage of the night to go to the restaurant to celebrate, before Ling Ye left, he gave him some spirit stones, just in time for a luxurious meal.

After a full meal, wander the streets.

"Don't call me Shizun these days,"

Shen Liuxiang remembered the business, "My pseudonym is Shen Liuliu, so you should call me that."

Zhou Xuanlan showed embarrassment: "Why not call it Saturday and Saturday."

Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened in disbelief and he said, "I treat you as my apprentice, but you want to be my father?"

Zhou Xuanlan was about to explain, when a shout came from the stall next to him, "The latest scripts, "Cruel Master and Pretty Apprentice", "The Domineering Suzerain Loves Me", "Honorable Madam Runs with the Ball"..."

Shen Liuxiang was attracted, and bought dozens of copies in one go, as a pastime.

At noon the next day, when Qingling and his party were about to arrive, Shen Liuxiang ordered good wine and food, and ate first.

There were no empty seats in the restaurant, monks accounted for the majority, and the topic of the dinner table was all the recent happy events of Jianzong.

"A Taoist enters the Mahayana realm, it can be said that one person has attained the Tao and ascended to heaven, and the entire Sword Sect is honored."

"You can't say that. The relationship between the Taoist and the suzerain is not good. Although they are masters and apprentices, they are not close. After all, the Taoist loves the little apprentice Ning Runxin the most."

"No, I have to add a grandson, Ye Bingran."

"That was in the past, since Ning Runxin's trouble, apart from practicing, the Taoist only cared about helping the little apprentice improve his cultivation."

"Sigh, it's a pity, Ning Runxin and Ye Bingran were once known as the Sword Sect Shuangbi, and now they are on the same level."

"No one would have imagined that Ning Runxin would be trapped by love when he went out to practice once. He stopped at Jindan and did not advance half a step. Fortunately, he has a good master, and now his status in Jianzong has risen instead of falling."

"Speaking of this, I heard that he was kicked by someone, so he became a demon."

"What?! At that time, he was the proud son of heaven, no girl could refuse him!"

"No, it's said to be a boy."

"That must have a peerless appearance!"

"No, I heard that she looks very ordinary."

"???"

Shen Liuxiang joined Ling Yue and the others, changed into uniforms, and headed to Beilun Jianzong together.

Along the way, because Zhou Xuanlan had been clinging to him, Shen Liuxiang, who was among the disciples, received a lot of attention, most of them cast veiled glances, Ling Jinye was the most straightforward, and looked over curiously, "Who is this, why haven't I seen it before. "

Zhou Xuanlan: "Six six."

Before going out, Shen Liuxiang deliberately kissed Next Zhou Xuanlan's forehead to make him more obedient, so Zhou Xuanlan behaved very normally this time.

"But you can only call him Shen Liuliu," Zhou Xuanlan paused, and added, "You can call him Zhou...huh?"

Shen Liuxiang covered his mouth and smiled at Ling Jinye, "I'm an outer disciple, it's normal that you haven't seen it before."

The young man's appearance is average, with barely a hint of delicateness, but when he smiles, his eyes are slightly curved like crescent moons, filling his entire face with aura, which is much more pleasing to the eye.

Ling Jinye looked pleasing to the eye: "They are all disciples of Qingling, what are the outer sects and inner sects?"

He wanted to climb Shen Liuxiang's shoulders familiarly, but when he stretched his hand halfway, he was slapped down, "Ling, Elder Ling Yue."

Ling Yue: "Presumptuous."

How decent is it to hook shoulders with Xianjun.

Ling Jinye was stunned, and withdrew his hand resentfully.

They came to the gate of Jianzong Mountain, and the disciples who were waiting here saw a group of people wearing white robes with plum patterns, and hurried up to greet them, "Friends of Qing Lingzong, I have been waiting for a long time, please follow me into the sect."

As one of the immortal sects with a strong background, Qingling has always attracted attention. The moment he stepped into the sword sect, he attracted attention from all directions.

The disciples of Qingling had long been used to staring at him like this, and their expressions remained the same as usual, they walked without looking sideways, and their behavior did not lose Dazong's demeanor.

As a result, Shen Liuxiang, who was mixed in, seemed particularly eye-catching, and he was the only one in the group looking around, looking around curiously.

"Who is that disciple?"

"I don't know, but it feels like it has lowered Qingling's cards."

"Shouldn't all the disciples come to such a feast? Why did Qingling mix something strange?"

"Stop being rude," the elder Jianzong appeared and scolded the disciples who were whispering.

After he left, the disciples didn't dare to discuss any more, but asked in confusion: "Why did Elder Wu come here? Isn't he responsible for taking care of Uncle Ning?"

"Master Ning left the customs this morning."

"What?! He hasn't been out of the cave for several years, right?"

"After all, the Taoist is his master, and he will do his best for him. It would be too cold not to congratulate him."

"Where is the uncle now, I'll go and see, I haven't seen him for several years."

"At Lengjiantai, Jianzun and others are with him."

Cold Sword Platform.

Ye Bingran bowed to the young man who turned his back, "Uncle Master, Master said that it's cold here, so you can't stand for a long time."

The young man called Shishu is about the same age as Ye Bingran.

Her long hair was tied back casually, her handsome face was like a jade crown, but her lips were pale and her brows were always slightly frowned.

"I just stop at cultivation, and it's not that I have a physical problem. Brother, what are you thinking?"

The elders who followed him, Qi Qi, held their breath, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, in Jianzong, only Uncle Ning could be so disrespectful to the suzerain.

Ning Runxin turned his eyes to the noisy square, "I haven't come out for a long time, but there are quite a lot more people in the sect."

An elder replied: "Not all of them are from Jianzong, there are visitors from all over the past few days."

Ning Runxin moved slightly: "In that case, do you think he will come?"

The elders looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Again.

This "he" was regarded by the Jianzong people as Ning Runxin's demon, and they even doubted the existence of this person, because no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find him.

"How could it be such a coincidence...Uncle Ning, it's been so long, you should let it go."

"I never got it, how can I let it go,"

Ning Runxin put his hands behind his back, and his eyes swayed lazily around the square, "But what you said is right, there is no such a coincidence, and...he must be hiding from me, otherwise why can't I find him."

His eyes dimmed, and when he was about to look back, a thin young figure suddenly broke into his eyes.

Ning Runxin's eyes were fixed, and his face suddenly changed.

In the martial arts square, rows of disciples of the Sword Sect practiced their swords in unison. When they saw the people in Qingling passing by, they immediately cheered up, faintly intending to compare and demonstrate.

Shen Liuxiang saw one of them, and couldn't help laughing out loud, "Holding it backwards, doesn't it hurt to hold the tip of the sword?"

Seeing this, Zhou Xuanlan stopped walking, and grabbed Shen Liuxiang's sleeve.

Shen Liuxiang: "Huh?"

Zhou Xuanlan looked at him with an expectant expression on his face, and nodded his forehead suggestively with his fingertips.

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

So many people are watching!

Zhou Xuanlan opened his dark eyes, and nodded his forehead in a urging way.

"No," Shen Liuxiang said firmly.

After finishing speaking, I saw the apprentice's complexion changed slightly, and his whole person instantly became sluggish.

Shen Liuxiang supported his forehead with a headache, thought for a while, and raised two long white fingers.

"I owe you, I will kiss you twice later."

Zhou Xuanlan thought for a moment, then raised his hand, and three slender fingers waved in front of Shen Liuxiang's eyes.

Little brat who pushes forward!

"Okay, okay," Shen Liuxiang held his finger and pressed it down from mid-air.

At this time, there was a commotion in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, several people from Jianzong appeared and stopped in front of everyone in Qingling.

Shen Liuxiang saw a familiar face, but at this moment, Ye Bingran probably didn't know him.

A tall and thin figure quickly rushed into Qingling's disciples, and the elders behind him shouted anxiously: "Uncle, don't worry! Who is it! We will stop you for you!!"

Seeing this, the surrounding Jianzong disciples all changed their faces.

"It's Uncle Ning, who actually left the customs."

"Could it be that he fell ill again, or why did he break into Qingling's disciples?"

"Wait... Uncle Master seems to be very happy, could it be that he found that person!"

"What?! Who is who! Let me see who the uncle has been thinking about for so long!"

"It is said that the Qingling disciples who came this time are all rough jade, which is not bad. I guess it is the disciple who is smiling like a flower at the front."

"I really think it's that handsome young man at the back... Hey, look, my uncle really walked towards him! He stretched out his hand!! Hold him—the one next to him???"

While everyone was watching, Ning Runxin picked out a disciple from Qingling's disciples who couldn't be found after being thrown into the crowd.

Hold his hand, eyes full of affection: "I finally found you."

Everyone: "?!!!"

All the eyes of the audience flew over.

Shen Liuxiang blinked, staring at the strange young man in front of him, a little dazed.

Until an extremely suppressed voice sounded beside him, waking him up, "Master, who is he?"