The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Shen Liuxiang was frightened, his long eyelashes flapped lightly in the air, grabbed the hand covering his mouth, and forcefully opened a gap.

"Don't talk nonsense, the rumors you heard may be different from what I heard."

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes darkened: "Really?"

He clung to Shen Liuxiang's ear, and said in a low voice: "What I heard was that in the Bone Washing Spring, Master was being served to death by me, and he almost fainted."

"Master, what's the difference?"

The warm breath sprayed on the ears, and as the voice fell, a blush shot up from the back of Shen Liuxiang's fair ears.

I don't know if it was heated by the breath or stimulated by the words.

"Then why do you have to admit it? These are obviously nonsense." Shen Liuxiang's ears were burning, and his whole body felt hot. He wanted to get away from the person behind him, but his waist was tightened even more.

"I've explained it," Zhou Xuanlan bit to death, "it's true."

Shen Liuxiang frowned, and was about to show off the majesty of the master in anger, when he heard the sound transmission: "The disciple is helping the master out of the siege."

He was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on Ning Runxin, who had a gloomy face, and it seemed that he would not give up easily.

"That won't work either," Shen Liuxiang said resolutely.

If he gets mixed up with his apprentice, where will he put his old face on, not to mention that there is no apprentice who can help the master clean up the mess like this, and his reputation will be ruined.

"Why not," "Anyway, not."

"enough!"

A cold shout interrupted the conversation between the master and the apprentice as if there was no one there.

When all the disciples of Jianzong heard the familiar voice, their hearts skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong, and the moment they looked over, they all shook their bodies.

"Sect, Sect Master!"

Oh no, why is the suzerain so unhappy? Could it be... ·

Lan Xiaosheng's face was cold and gloomy, his eyes wandered between Zhou Xuanlan and Shen Liuxiang repeatedly, his brows frowned and wrinkled again and again.

"How decent is it to hug and hug in public,"

The disciples of Qing Ling are not under his control, Lan Xiaosheng looked at Ling Ye, "Sect Master Ling, I still need to persuade the disciples in the sect to pay attention to their words and deeds."

Ling Ye pursed his lips with a gentle smile: "It was the disciples of the noble sect who started the trouble."

Lan Xiaosheng looked at Ning Runxin, Ye Bingran, Zhao Lin, etc., and was silent for a while, then said with a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "Go back to practice, anyway, you only know how to practice swords."

Ye Bingran saluted: "Yes, Master."

Lan Xiaosheng saw the impatient appearance of the eldest apprentice, and his heart became even more angry. He secretly cursed Yumu's head, tossed his sleeves and robes, ignored him, and strode away.

He returned to the peak alone, stood under an ancient plane tree, from day to night, finally sighed, "Lin Lang, I don't think it's good."

The night sky is full of stars.

Lan Xiaosheng sat cross-legged on the ground, took out several dark stones from his arms, activated by spiritual power, runes appeared on them, and the shimmering light echoed faintly with the stars in the sky.

He used astrology and moved the black stone with his slender fingers, without stopping for several hours.

Until a certain moment, with a 'click', the black stone placed in the center shattered from the inside and turned into powder.

Lan Xiaosheng's face turned pale, he spat out blood, his pupils shrank slightly.

Early the next morning, Shen Liuxiang curled up under the blanket, sleeping soundly, and Shen Bubu snored a little, sleeping on his back.

The door creaked open, and many whispers came into the room.

Shen Liuxiang opened his sleepy eyes, and an extremely cold face came into view.

He was so startled that he lost all sleepiness, and suddenly sat up.

Lan Xiaosheng came to the bed alone, put his palm on Shen Liuxiang's head, and rubbed the soft and messy hair, "Wake up, I have something to ask you."

Shen Liuxiang blinked, with a dazed look on his face.

Lan Xiaosheng pointed to Ye Bingran, who was standing aside, exuding cold air, "My apprentice, I have been trapped in the Nascent Soul Realm for a long time, and you have entered the Transformation God Realm, why don't you teach him some experience."

A question mark appeared on Shen Liuxiang's face, and he shook his head without hesitation.

Teaching Ye Bingran to practice?No way.

One is the unspeakable past, the other is that he has nothing to teach, otherwise he would have taught Zhou Xuanlan a long time ago, and the third is...

"1000 Yuan Lingshi a day," Lan Xiaosheng raised his index finger.

Shen Liuxiang clenched his hands into fists and coughed softly against his lips, "Actually, it's not impossible."

Lan Xiaosheng's smile deepened.

Shen Liuxiang tied up her blue hair, put on her clothes, and happened to bump into Zhou Xuanlan when she went out.

"Where is Master going?" At this point in time, he should be sleeping.

Shen Liuxiang looked at him, his heart moved, he came to Jianzong, Zhou Xuanlan did not stop practicing, but in a strange place, it is not easy to find a long-term clean place, I heard that he has to change many places to meditate and practice a day.

"I'll go check it out first," Shen Liu shook the sapphire around his waist, "If the location is good, I'll call you here."

Ye Bingran practiced in Chuhantan, surrounded by bamboo forests, full of aura, very quiet.

Shen Liuxiang stepped into the moment, but shivered from the cold.

Ye Bingran crossed his knees on the ground, facing the pool, heard the rustling sound behind him, except for frowning, his whole body remained motionless.

Shen Liu said "Hey".

Ye Bingran didn't respond.

Shen Liuxiang crossed his arms, cold air rose from the soles of his feet, it was so cold that his voice trembled.

"I don't have anything to teach you. I guess you don't want to be taught by me. Let's discuss it. Let's make do for a day. Then you will get three hundred spirit stones. How about it?"

Ye Bingran opened his eyes and looked back at him: "You really came for the Lingshi."

Shen Liuxiang squatted on the ground and breathed out: "Otherwise."

He raised his eyebrows, suddenly realized something, and laughed out loud: "You don't think that I have no more love for you, so you come here."

Ye Bingran pursed his lips and said nothing, he really thought so.

"Then look at me," Shen Liu said.

Ye Bingran frowned and raised his eyes.

In the line of sight, the handsome young man opened his eyes and smiled, raised two fingers in the middle of his mouth, and said in a casual tone: "I swear, if I have the slightest admiration for you, I will let the thunder strike..."

"No need." Ye Bingran interrupted.

Monks are not allowed to swear at will.

It will work.

"Believe in you." Ye Bingran heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had indeed figured it out, which is very good.

All these years, I was really troubled.

"In that case, what do you think of my previous proposal?"

Shen Liuxiang rubbed his ice hands, and discussed in a friendly voice, "At worst, I will take a step back and give you 400 yuan of Lingshi."

Ye Bingran: "Are you poor?"

A dignified cultivator in the realm of gods, who compromised for a mere 1000 yuan of spirit stones, will be laughed at if it is spread out.

As soon as the words came out, Shen Liuxiang stared at him with gloomy eyes, "Poor, but too poor, without a single spirit stone."

Ye Bingran was stared at uncomfortably, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, "It's just to sell some pills and magic tools. I remember you have a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures."

Shen Liuxiang twitched the corner of his mouth: "Didn't it all fall on you?"

"Bloody mouth," Ye Bingran's face changed slightly, "I have never received such a magic weapon from you."

Shen Liuxiang shook his head and sighed, "There is an inner ghost in your sect, who took my things and said that I would help them to hand them over to you, but in the end, they lost money and money."

Ye Bingran said coldly: "Who is so bold."

"do not remember."

Ye Bingran was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I also have something to ask, why do you always know my whereabouts?"

After staying by the cold pool for a while, his cheeks seemed to be covered with ice, Shen Liuxiang touched his chin, "Someone tipped me off, don't ask who it is, I don't know."

Ye Bingran thought to himself.

Shen Liuxiang retreated into the bamboo forest, and the surroundings became warmer.

He intends to call Zhou Xuanlan here, the aura here is several times that of the outside world, it is quiet and quiet, it is definitely a good place for cultivation.

While urging his spiritual power, he asked loudly, "I'll call someone, don't you mind?"

"Who?"

"My apprentice."

Ye Bingran was silent for a while, "A little bit."

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows: "Ah? What did you say? Didn't hear you!"

Ye Bingran: "..."

He turned around with a cold face, closed his eyes and meditated, but he couldn't concentrate for a long time.

After a while, he turned his head and squinted.

The young man who just showed his figure frowned slightly when he saw the man whose cheeks were snow-white from the cold, and took out a crimson fox fur from the storage bag.

A look of surprise appeared on Shen Liuxiang's face, and then he put it on.

The young man's phoenix eyes are exquisite, and his handsome face is even more dazzling and magnificent against the background of the crimson clothes. The smile on the corner of his lips seems to make everything around him eclipse.

Ye Bingran quietly retracted his gaze.

In the middle of the night, when he returned to his residence, he found Lan Xiaosheng standing outside the door, "It seems that you two get along well after practicing so late."

Ye Bingran said vaguely: "It's still good."

Lan Xiaosheng nodded in satisfaction, he knew that the big apprentice didn't like Shen Liuxiang, since he was able to say the word 'good', it seemed that the relationship had improved, and his painstaking efforts were not in vain.

"How many conversations do you have with him?"

Ye Bingran hesitated, "Never, he fell asleep."

Lan Xiaosheng's eyes brightened slightly, "Where are you sleeping?"

Ye Bingran: "Depend on people."

Lan Xiaosheng showed joy on his face, thinking that it was done so quickly, he patted the big apprentice on the shoulder in relief, "Yes, the shoulders are quite broad, so he should be able to sleep comfortably."

"Master misunderstood," Ye Bingran said frankly, "he was sleeping on his apprentice's shoulder."

Lan Xiaosheng's eyes were darkened, and he was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

It can't go on like this!

Thinking of the hexagram, Lan Xiaosheng felt chills in his heart, tossed and turned all night, and decided to use thunderous means.

He made an appointment to meet at Fuyou Pavilion.

The scorching sun was shining brightly, Shen Liuxiang thought he was going to give a thousand pieces of spiritual stones to yesterday, humming a cheerful tune, and planned to come to the pavilion early to wait.

Never thought that someone was earlier than him.

It wasn't Lan Xiaosheng, but Ye Bingran who was all dressed up.

Her hair is tied with an exquisite jade crown, she is dressed in a pale white robe with a gold belt around her waist, and she has a tall and slender figure who has been practicing swords for many years.

The moment he saw him, Leng Jun froze for a moment, showing a stunned expression.

"You look so eye-catching," Shen Liuxiang first boasted, and then spread out his hands, curling his slender fingers suggestively, "Sect Master Lan asked me to get the spirit stone, did you give it?"

Ye Bingran: "Master just let me change into clothes and come here."

Shen Liuxiang frowned. Could it be that the master of Xindao Sword Sect wanted to renege on his debt, so he looked at Ye Bingran again, and suddenly realized.

Co-authored him to come to Fuyou Pavilion for a blind date?

"..." Shen Liuxiang looked around, "Don't hide, can you settle yesterday's bill with me?"

Hearty laughter came from the dark, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in the pavilion, "Don't you like my apprentice, why do you only recognize Lingshi now?"

Ye Bingran's expression changed slightly, and he finally noticed Lan Xiao's business plan.

Shen Liuxiang smiled lightly, "No way, there is a prodigal apprentice."

Lan Xiaosheng's face darkened for a moment, he stared at the young man with a smile on his lips, pointed at Ye Bingran, "What do you think of him?"

"Jian Zun became famous at a young age and was admired by countless people. Shen is ashamed of himself."

Lan Xiaosheng: "Do you deserve to be your Taoist companion?"

Ye Bingran's face changed suddenly, and he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lan Xiaosheng raised his hand, "I didn't ask you, my teacher, so don't speak."

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows, with a righteous expression on his face, "Gentlemen don't take what others like, and Sect Master Lan doesn't know, in fact, Master Jian and Zong Su have already made a private decision for the rest of their lives. As a witness of the relationship between the two, of course I want to laugh and bless you gone."

Lan Xiaosheng's eyes darkened slightly: "What is Su Zhenren?"

Shen Liuxiang bumped Ye Bingran with his elbow.

Brother, I'm intimidated at this time, don't even think about hugging the beauty back.

Ye Bingran paused for a moment, and said firmly, "He is the person my disciple admires."

Lan Xiaosheng got angry for a moment, grabbed Shen Liuying in front of him, pointed at his face and said: "What kind of real person can compare to him, open your eyes and take a good look!"

Ye Bingran lowered his eyes: "My mind has been made up, so there is no need for Master to say anything."

Lan Xiaosheng was furious: "I think you've lost your head! You don't know gold and jade! You will regret it later!"

Ye Bingran didn't say a word.

Shen Liuxiang didn't expect that the master of Jianzong had the heart of being a matchmaker, and he couldn't match up, so he was unhappy.

Just about to smooth things over, the surroundings of the Fuyou Pavilion suddenly turned cold, and Ning Runxin's indifferent voice came, "Senior brother is really interesting, asking Master to stay with me for a few days, it turns out that it is to pave the way for Nephew Ye."

Ning Runxin's eyes fell on Lan Xiaosheng, and he smiled maliciously, "It's a pity, my nephew has someone in mind."

He turned around and smiled at Ye Bingran, "Who is Su Zhenren, you two are in love, and the uncle will definitely help you."

"It's the elder of my sect," Ling Ye walked out of the intersection unhurriedly, smiling gently.

Shen Liuxiang applauded.

The senior brother also has a crush on Su Baiche, and it seems that he is going to fight Ye Bingran openly and secretly.

He backed away calmly, and quietly summoned Zhou Xuanlan.

"Master?"

"Give me some melon seeds," Shen Liuxiang spread his hands.

Zhou Xuanlan: "..."

He untied the storage bag, and took out a bag of melon seeds, as well as many dried fruits and snacks.

Shen Liuxiang knocked down the melon seeds, and muttered softly: "Unfortunately, Su Baiche is not here, otherwise it would be so interesting."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the bright sun and the sky darkened, and billowing dark clouds followed the distant Changhong in an instant.

Su Baiche was dressed in snow clothes, most of which were stained with blood, his soft and beautiful face was extremely pale, when he saw the crowd, it was like seeing a savior.

In a blink of an eye, it fell to the ground.

Ling Ye and Ye Bingran's expressions changed, and they reached out to him at the same time.

"Bai Che."

"Su Baiche."

At this time, I saw a soft and slender figure staggering over the two of them, and threw himself into the arms of a handsome young man, hugging him tightly.

"help me--"

After all, fainted.

The melon seeds in Shen Liuxiang's hand spilled all over the ground.