The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

The ghostly figure quietly hid behind the bushes, looking through the gaps in the branches and leaves, looking at the boy who was confronting people under the tree.

It seems to be Xianjun himself.

Ming Tan's cheeks were reddish, and he took out the character records in his arms. The book was old, the pages were yellowed, and some words had become blurred.

But he opened the book as if it were a treasure, and skillfully found the No. 70 third-generation disciple of Lingzong of the Qing Dynasty, and the page resounded.

According to written records, this disciple has amazing talents. Not only is his ability to practice spells far superior to those of his peers, but he also has rare talents in medicine pills, archery, and rhythm.

I once knew thousands of spiritual grasses overnight, and refined the elixir casually, all of which are extraordinary, but my ambition is not here.

He once shot an arrow thousands of miles away to cut off a strand of black hair from Taoist Wuyuan. After being punished by kneeling, he never touched the bow and arrow again.

With a blushing face, Ming Tan silently read the paragraphs he had memorized several times.

He heard that the Immortal Lord would not come, and regretted it for a long time. He saw Shen Liuliu next to the martial arts training ground yesterday, and immediately noticed that one-of-a-kind temperament. , is Shen Liuxiang himself.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

I really want to go up and say hello, I don't know if Xianjun still remembers him!

Meditating on shortness of breath, he closed the book, carefully put it back into his closet pocket, and glanced up at the phoenix.

That being the case, help Xianjun.

Ming Tan moved his fingers slightly, and a cloud of black mist floated into the air.

"Look, what is that?!" Someone exclaimed.

In mid-air, the phoenix was enveloped by mist that came from nowhere, forming a mass of black matter, changing back and forth like black mud, and finally fixed into a ferocious and sinister smiling face, which flew into the distance and disappeared not see.

Shen Liuxiang put down his bow and looked around suspiciously.

Ming Tan quickly held his breath.

Xianjun doesn't need to know it's him, just remember his kind smile.

In the martial arts training ground, everyone was startled for a long time by the strange smile that the black mist turned into, and shivered involuntarily as the wind blew past.

Shen Liuxiang returned the bow and arrow to the disciple of Xiyang Sect who fell to the ground, and planned to leave.

"Let go of my spirit thing, still want to escape?!" A dragon roared from behind, and a cold arrow pierced the air.

Shen Liuxiang swayed, barely dodged, and the cloud piercing arrow hit the big tree. In the blink of an eye, the thick trunk was cut off by the middle and fell to the ground.

Jin Dieshang's face was livid: "You are lucky."

He quickly grabbed another silver arrow and put it on his bow, ready to shoot at the person who angered him.

Shen Liuxiang turned around and sneered: "Just you? How about taking the head of Jindanqi with an arrow thousands of miles away? Would you like me to teach you two tricks."

Jin Dieshang was so angry that he trembled all over, the hand holding the bow was trembling, and one of his subordinates was careless, and the cloud piercing arrow flew out of the string.

He was in a bad mood.

Sure enough, this time Shen Liuxiang stood where he was, without moving, and the silver arrow whizzed past him a few meters away.

If the arrow was threatening, it was because the bundled black hair swayed lightly.

"But err."

Shen Liuxiang gave a thumbs up, turned his wrist, and tapped his fingertips downward.

Immediately disappeared from everyone's sight.

Where did Jin Dieshang ever suffer such humiliation, he slapped the Longyin bow to the ground, "Find him for me, I will break his hand!"

Shen Liuxuan's hands hurt all day.

He had never touched a bow and arrow before, and he wanted to try it, but he didn't expect that the moment he put on the bow and the arrow, there would be divine help.

But it doesn't feel good afterward.

His hands hurt and his arms were sore, he lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

At night, when drowsiness struck, Shen Liuxiang yawned, thinking that his apprentice didn't come to ask him to kiss his forehead tonight, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.

He tossed and turned for a long time, and fell asleep wrapped in a quilt.

Wake up.

Looking at the completely unfamiliar room, Zhou Xuanlan was stunned for a while.

The memory stays in hugging the master, and then...Zhou Xuanlan helped his forehead, but he can't remember half a minute after that.

There was a movement at the door, and he put on his clothes and opened the door.

The young man blinked at him with a pair of clear eyes, Zhou Xuanlan's heart moved slightly, and he subconsciously said, "Master."

The other party nodded immediately and approached him.

After a while, soft lips pressed against him, and with a sultry warm breath, he kissed his forehead.

Zhou Xuanlan froze for a moment.

Master, what are you doing here?

"We'll kiss first. At the dinner party today, don't touch each other, and don't flirt with me." Seeing the apprentice's stunned look, Shen Liuxiang reached out and pinched his cheek, "Do you understand?"

Zhou Xuanlan pursed his lips and remained silent.

Shen Liuxiang frowned in doubt. In his eyes, the handsome young man's face was tense. After hesitating for a while, he said dryly, "This is not an appropriate move. Master, please respect yourself."

"Clam?"

Shen Liuxiang wanted to beat his apprentice a little bit.

But before he could make a move, the disciples of Jianzong came and invited them to the Bone Washing Spring.

This spring is the unique spiritual spring of Jianzong. It is full of aura, and practice in the pool water can achieve ten times the effect of the outside world. More importantly, the bone-washing spring water has the effect of Liao injury. All wounds can be healed.

The disciples of Qing Ling went there immediately. At the entrance, disciples of Jianzong registered and issued license numbers to each of them.

When it was Shen Liuxiang's turn, the disciples in charge of registration recognized him, looked at each other, turned around and discussed for a while.

"Waichi is crowded with people. If Shen Liuliu is allowed to go, I'm worried..."

"It's not right. Uncle Master loves him, so he should clean himself up better. If he and those disciples take off their coats and stick to each other, how decent it would be."

"Then let's give him the sign of the inner pool."

Everyone nodded, and handed the sign to Shen Liuxiang, "This is the sign of the inner pool, and it is exclusively for the elders and immortals of the sect."

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows: "Is it because I look better, why should I be special."

All the disciples said in unison: "Everything is for the uncle!"

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

He entered the inner layer, found the spring pool where the trademark was located, took off his outer robe on the bank, untied the satin, and entered the spring water wearing only a single shirt.

The disciple who gave him the grade reminded that even if the body is not injured now, it is possible to feel pain in the spring.

The Bone Washing Spring can dig out all the wounds that have been suffered on the body, even if they have healed, they have to be treated again.

Basically, no one who stepped into the Lingquan could not feel pain.

But Shen Liuxiang soaked in the spring, and felt no pain at all, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect his body to be so good, without any old diseases.

In the middle of the pool there is a stone out of the water, you can lean against it and soak in the hot spring. He glanced at it and walked towards the center of the pool.

When he was about to arrive, the water-stained white long finger stretched out to Liangshi, and was about to touch it when his fingertips trembled suddenly.

Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes slightly, and the severe pain swept through his body in an instant.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant, and his whole body couldn't stop shaking. His waist, legs, and feet stepped on the bottom of the spring water, seemed to be pricked by countless small needles, and seemed to be pierced by thousands of worms. Biting it made all his nerves tense instantly.

Shen Liuxiang's face was extremely pale, and he wanted to step away, but his body was firmly fixed in place as if he was not in control.

In a daze, he thought he was going to die of pain in the pool water.

With a movement of his stiff fingers, Shen Liuxiang pinched an extremely simple formula.

In the robe room on the shore, the jade pendant flashed with light.

The spring pool is wide, and the white mist floats like a sea of ​​clouds. In the quiet space, only the gurgling sound of the spring water can be clearly heard.

Zhou Xuanlan half-undressed, was suddenly summoned here, and looked at the pool with a confused face.

Immediately, his dark eyes sank.

Shen Liuxiang only wore a single shirt, which was soaked in spring water and stuck to his body wetly, outlining the thin and slender figure of the young man, with black hair reaching his waist, half submerged in the crystal clear pool water.

At this time, a drop of water mixed with blood slid down the boy's jawline.

"Tick-tock-"

The dark red color centered on him and spread in the spring pool.

Zhou Xuanlan looked at the single clothes that were gradually dyed red, and suddenly realized something, jumped down from the spring pool, and came to Shen Liuxiang's side with the sound of splashing water.

Shen Liuxiang was trembling with pain. Seeing Zhou Xuanlan appearing in front of him, he raised his hand with difficulty and pressed it on his shoulder.

His lips were frighteningly pale, and he said tremblingly, "Take, take me out of the pool."

Zhou Xuanlan lowered his eyes and stared at him for a while, then stepped forward, reached out to support Shen Liuxiang's waist, and pulled him into Kuan Kuo's arms.

"Master, you must have a very serious old disease." His low voice was soft and slow, "You rely on the disciple, bear with it, Lingquan is helping you heal the wound."

He had never seen such a sight.

Every inch of skin submerged in the spring water is bleeding.

Logically speaking, even if the whole body is covered with cuts and bruises, it is impossible for the whole body to be intact.

But it was so strange, Master's body seemed to have been devoured and bitten from the inside out, and no intact flesh could be found.

"I said, let you take me out of here." Shen Liuxiang was so painful that he almost lost his mind.

He clenched his fingers tightly, his nails deeply embedded in Zhou Xuanlan's shoulders, and repeated in a trembling voice, "Take me out of the pool."

Zhou Xuanlan lowered his eyes, staring at Shen Liuxiang's exposed skin. Under the washing of the spring water, countless dense red spots appeared.

His eyes were cloudy.

What exactly was the injury that caused such serious consequences.

Zhou Xuanlan made up his mind, wrapped Shen Liuxiang's flexible waist tightly with one hand, hugged him firmly in his arms, pressed his head with the other hand and leaned against his shoulder, and immediately led him into the spring water.

Shen Liuxiang's upper body, which was originally exposed to the water, was instantly submerged by the spring water, causing the blood around him to become several times thicker.

His eyelashes trembled slightly in the water, and his white fingertips viciously inserted into Zhou Xuanlan's flesh through the material of his clothes.

The pain all over his body caused him to have a nervous breakdown.

The huge pool became scarlet.

Shen Liuxiang's desperate struggle caused ripples on the water surface.

When he was exhausted, he shivered in Zhou Xuanlan's arms, buried his head in his neck, caught a piece of flesh, and bit it with full resentment.

Tongue sees blood.

His eyes turned redder.

After an unknown period of time, the pool returned to tranquility.

The surging active spring refreshes the red-dyed pool water, and the white mist formed by the condensed spiritual energy floats in the sky, and the spring water is crystal clear.

"Whoa-"

Zhou Xuanlan surfaced.

Most of his clothes were torn to pieces, his long hair was messy and loose, crystal drops of water dripped down the hair, and on the side of his neck, there were interlaced bloody tooth marks that penetrated into the flesh, making him look very creepy.

As for the young man curled up in his arms, his black eyelashes drooped slightly, and his lips returned to red.

The wet long hair was entangled between the two of them, and looking at his peaceful face, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Zhou Xuanlan lowered his eyes, and his eyes flicked inch by inch from Shen Liuxiang's face.

From the eyelashes stained with mist, to the white and delicate nose tip, and finally resting on the moist lips, for a moment, he seemed to be bewitched, wanting to lean over and kiss her.

Taste whether those lips are as soft as he imagined.

But only for a moment.

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes regained clarity, he took out a robe from the storage bag, wrapped it around the young man's thin body, and carried him out of the Lingquan pool.