The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

The top of the cliff of rebirth.

A monk in white was surrounded by seven or eight disciples.

He is holding a small sparrow in both hands, his eyebrows are lowered, and his eyes unconsciously reveal a touch of tenderness, like holding a treasure, carefully caring for the sparrow that is jumping in the palm of his hand.

"It was bitten by a vicious dog that day, and it couldn't survive no matter how you look at it."

Cultivator Xueyi's facial features are soft and his skin is as white as snow. He turned his head and smiled at his nearest disciple, "However, life is so tenacious."

His voice was soft, like spring water flowing slowly, touching people's hearts. The disciple with a dagger on his waist couldn't help but blush: "Su Zhenzhen is right!"

"Su Zhenzhen is still so beautiful and kind."

"It's always been like this. Sometimes I really hope that Su Zhenzhen can be more selfish and bad, otherwise I will be bullied by others."

"You want to talk about Chao Yunfeng?"

"I didn't say that! In short, Su Zhenren's dantian was damaged to save his disciples. It is difficult to improve his cultivation. We Qing Lingzong must treat him well, and we can't be like some wolf-hearted guys!"

Shen Liuxiang looked at the disciple who was spitting flying all over the side, and couldn't help but want to step forward.

Eh.

He is such a big living person, can't you see it?

"You guys, come here." Ling Yue's voice was neither soft nor heavy.

The disciples trembled when they heard this, and after a while, twisted their stiff necks, and looked towards Shen Liuxiang and his group.

Seeing this, he almost knelt down.

The whole fucking is dad!

Ling Yue punished Wanren for falsely discussing the immortal king, and when he turned around, he found that Shen Liuxiang was looking at him interestingly, and immediately frowned, "Don't get me wrong, they made a mistake."

"No misunderstanding," Shen Liuxiang spread his hands, "There is no 300 taels of silver here."

Ling Yue paused, his face turned blue with anger.

Ling Hua held back his laughter.

I have never seen Ling Yue look so aggrieved. Although he is a junior, he has always been coquettish. After laughing, he became a peacemaker. Throw it into the Sifang Pond and suffer for a few more hours."

"Liu Xiang, are you okay?"

Letting the bird go, Su Baiche came over with a worried expression on his face, and lightly held Shen Liuxiang's hand, "Why stealing the forbidden art is a serious crime, but there is something unspeakable about it."

Looking closely, Su Baiche's appearance is even more cold and beautiful, with a pair of water-colored eyes, full of worry and distress.

Shen Liuxiang looked slightly lost.

It is indeed beautiful.

The world is stunning.

He finally understood why the plain white in the book was like walking on aphrodisiacs.

This face, this figure, such a soft and beautiful person, even a man wants to protect her in his arms, okay?

Seeing the two of them getting together, Ling Hua secretly thought something was wrong.

The last time Su Baiche approached Shen Liuxiang like this, he was slapped in the face in public. Fortunately, there were not many people around, otherwise the matter would become a big mess.

Now that all disciples of the sect are present, if Shen Liuxiang behaves like this again, it may arouse the anger of the crowd.

Ling Hua hastily stretched out his hand to separate the two.

At this time, Shen Liuxiang flipped his palms, held Su Baiche's hand instead, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely not let blood splash on you."

"Huh?" Ling Hua's hands froze in the air.

The rest of the people were also stunned, only Ye Bingran stared at the hands tightly held by the two, and frowned.

Su Baiche was dumbfounded.

No, this is not the same as imagined.

Before he could recover, his chin was pinched and he lifted it slightly.

Shen Liu slammed his fingertips on the snow-white skin, couldn't stop rubbing it, and spoke with a sad tone: "Su Zhenren is so lovely, yet he is worried about me. This fairy is really, really unworthy of being a human being!"

This hand!This face!

It feels like it is written in the book, soft and creamy like tender tofu, it is hard to put it down!

Su Baiche lowered his eyelids, grasped Shen Liuxiang's wrist, pulled off the hand that was taking advantage of his face, and said with a fake smile: "We are good friends, it's not natural to worry about you."

He spoke politely and quickly, but in fact, he wished to kill this person who always bullies him.

Shen Liuxiang opened his mouth and was about to speak again, but suddenly his waist tightened, and a long gleaming silver silk wrapped around his waist, pulling him away from Su Baiche's side.

The other end of the long silk was held by Ye Bingran, and immediately handed it to Ling Yue, "It's getting late."

Yinling is a famous magic weapon, picking the moon.

Ling Yue didn't answer, just asked: "Xianjun wants to go by himself, or should someone else invite him."

Shen Liuxiang tugged at the long satin around his waist and found it was very elastic, but he couldn't pull it off.

magical!

I don't know how long it can be stretched.

It's a pity that there is no time for him to be curious right now, Shen Liuxiang suppressed his interest, turned to flicking his sleeve robe, and strode towards Sifangchi.

Passing by Jian Zun, the breeze lifted the blue hair on his shoulders, and Shen Liuxiang curled his lips slightly.

In the novel, Ye Bingran is not a meddlesome person, and there is no more than one reason why he can't wait to get him into Sifangchi - he is in a good mood, because someone is close to Su Baiche.

The King of Vinegar in Beilun really lives up to its reputation!

Shen Liuxiang sighed in his heart.

But use him as cannon fodder, just wash your neck and wait!

The entrance to the Sifang Blood Pond needs to cross the bluestone long steps, on a wide high platform.

Ling Yue held the scroll of Yushen Jue and condemned him in front of him. He wanted all his disciples to be a warning. Shen Liuxiang yawned after listening to the long speech, and almost fell asleep standing up. point.

He rubbed his eyes, poked his head out and looked towards the square below.

The figure moved.

He caught sight of Zhou Xuanlan.

The disciples around were whispering to each other, but he stood up straight, without squinting, and his attitude in listening to the class was very correct.

Noticing the gaze falling on his body, Zhou Xuanlan raised his eyes and looked up.

Even though they were far away, Shen Liuxiang felt strangely that the other party snorted coldly at him.

"?" He didn't know why.

After much deliberation, he decided that the apprentice was worried about the soul-protecting garment, so he stretched out his right little finger towards Zhou Xuanlan, bending the knuckles.

"What is Uncle Master doing?" Ling Mushan asked.

Shen Liuxiang popped his head out on the high platform, and he noticed it, and found that the uncle made a movement of bending his little finger in this direction, and he couldn't help but find it interesting.

"Is it the password of your master and apprentice?"

"I don't know," Zhou Xuanlan withdrew his gaze, raised his thin lips and said coolly, "Perhaps it's because of spasms in his fingers."

With a loud noise, the situation on the top of the cliff suddenly changed.

Shen Liuxiang was the closest to the Sifang Pool. In an instant, he felt the overwhelming chill, the entrance was dimly lit, and was shrouded in endless darkness, which was creepy.

From an unknown corner of the sect, there was a howling like a wolf.

"Ow~"

In the first place of Sifang Pool, the sky is full of purple thunder.

Shen Liuxiang picked up the stone at his feet, threw it in, and saw the purple light flashing, and the stone turned into ashes.

A wisp of blue smoke then dissipated.

"..." He wrapped his robe tightly and looked back.

Standing at the entrance, Ling Yue saw that Shen Liuxiang was hesitant to take a step. He raised his hand indifferently, and pushed him into the minefield with an irresistible palm force.

Immediately closed the entrance, and left without looking back.

A faint cry came from behind, Ling Yue guessed it was a scream, his ears moved slightly, and he listened intently for a while.

"Fuck you Ling Yue!"

"Wait until I come out and beat you until you call grandpa!"

……

Ling Yue took a deep breath, and cast a spell to make the power of the blood pool in all directions a little bit stronger.

The top of the cliff was silent, since the sound of the sinking current entered the pool, all the disciples shivered all over and dared not speak more, Ao Yue groaned in pain that day, and it is still like a shadow covering her heart.

Once the Sifang Pool is closed, the outside world will not be able to spy on the situation inside. At this moment, you can only see the purple light flickering above the blood pool, and the loud crackling noise piercing through the sky.

Everyone was terrified, but after listening for a while, they vaguely sensed something was wrong, something was missing.

"Ao Yue screamed and circled the sky of the sect that day, but the immortals and the immortals didn't say a word!"

"That's right! That's the addition of a thunderbolt, even big beasts like Aoyue, who are rough and thick, can't help crying!"

Ling Jinye didn't know whether he was frightened or the cold wind was blowing, he trembled all over, and said tremblingly, "Xianjun is good and has great concentration. If I were in it, I'm afraid the screams would pierce your ears."

He looked at the person next to him and saw his eyebrows frowned: "Are you worried about Shen Xianjun?"

Zhou Xuanlan nodded slightly.

Worried... the thunder force is too weak, the soul guard is too strong, and the master is too relaxed.

Ling Jinye thought that the Immortal Monarch was being punished, and Zhou Xuanlan, as a disciple, must be in a bad mood, so it would be better not to disturb him, so he turned to talk to Ling Mushan.

"When the suzerain heard about this, did he say anything?"

"Master said that he can't see clearly, but it is always a good direction."

Ling Mushan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you not understand, me too, but on the way to Rebirth Cliff, a little bit of what I saw and heard made me understand a little bit."

Ling Jinye was stunned, and thought for a while: "Are you also worried about Xianjun?"

Ling Mushan smiled lightly: "Uncle Shi has his own auspiciousness, so it's not my turn to worry. Besides, maybe Uncle Shi is walking in Sifang Pond at this time."

Ah chirp!

Suddenly he sneezed.

Shen Liuxiang's whole body was submerged in the clean water pool, which was rumored to be water that dissolves bones and turns blood, but he was not affected by the mysterious light that protects his body, so he had the right to soak in the hot spring.

It happened that the water was warm.

Unexpectedly, after soaking for a short time, there was a boom above, and the colorful light suddenly appeared.

Sifang Pool reopened.

Half an hour has passed, Ling Yue is going to let him out.

Shen Liu stood up from the pool with a bang, and the figure reflected on the clear water was unscathed, it was too obvious to go out like this.

He thought for a moment, and the saber flashed coldly.

The outside world was turbulent, dark clouds gathered on Sifang Pool, and snowflakes fell.

The pool of blood opens.

Ten thousand people held their breath, Shen Liuxiang walked out step by step.

Footprints fell on the ground, full of blood.

The white clothes were also stained with blood before, and it looked like he was wearing scarlet clothes from a distance. He held a sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword brushed against the ground, making a sharp and ear-piercing rubbing sound.

Everything is quiet.

Some disciples trembled.

It's unheard of to come out on your own!How deep is Xianjun's cultivation? !

Zhou Xuanlan frowned when he saw blood all over his body.

Could it be that the soul-protecting clothing has a false name.

Just as doubts arose, Shen Liuxiang's face turned pale, and he spit out blood, his thin figure swayed slightly, and his footsteps were flimsy, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

Ling Hua's face changed, and he was about to step forward, but he was stopped.

"Wait," Ling Dan said, "Look."

Above the pool of blood in all directions, Shen Liuxiang untied the silk and satin that bound her hair, pouring down like long black hair, fluttering gently in the wind and snow.

Holding a sword flower in the other hand.

"Ten years ago, I was saved by Ye Jianzun and fell in love with him. Since then, I have done a lot of absurd things. Now I wake up and realize that what I wished in the past is finally Nanke Yimeng."

Shen Liuxiang twisted a lock of long hair that almost fell to the ground, looking at Ye Bingran with her phoenix eyes through the crowd.

"In the future, if I continue to entangle Sword Master—"

The cold sharp sword flashed.

The red silk broke and fell to the ground with a strand of soft evergreen silk.

"It's like this hair!"