The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Zhou Xuanlan didn't say a word, under the candlelight, his pitch-black eyes were extraordinarily deep.

Guessing enough lessons, Shen Liuxiang let go of his hand and looked at the magic circle, "I'll cross your soul for you first."

Zhou Xuanlan lowered his eyes and glanced at his hands, sat cross-legged in the formation, circulated the spiritual power in his body for dozens of weeks, and then opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Shen Liuxiang stepped into the formation, and Du Ling only needed to touch it. He planned to shake Du Ling's hand, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw the person on the opposite side take out a string from the storage bag.

"The disciple is prepared to have a spirit rope."

After that, he wrapped the spirit rope around Shen Liuxiang's wrist, and tied the other end to himself.

When he was ready, he transferred his spiritual power to Shen Liuxiang, and found that borrowing the spiritual rope can also be unimpeded, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "It's okay, Master."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

He untied the bow on his wrist, and said, "Have you not been touched enough? Stretch out your hand, and I will hold it for you to cross your soul."

Zhou Xuanlan frowned: "It takes less than half an hour to cross the spirit, holding it for too long."

Shen Liuxiang narrowed his eyes slightly, watching him seriously explain that the spiritual power is transmitted from one person to another, and the two people's spiritual power blends, the perception of each other will be amplified, and holding hands together will aggravate this feeling.

inappropriate.

Shen Liuxiang twitched the corners of his lips: "In this case, I can only use the method of the script."

Zhou Xuanlan showed doubts: "What method?"

As the words fell, Wei Liang's fingertips pressed her thin lips, and a threatening whisper came from her ear, "If you don't obediently stretch out your hand, I'll stick it to your soul."

Zhou Xuanlan's heart was beating wildly, and his breathing was disordered for a moment.

"Use, use your hands."

The corners of Shen Liuxiang's lips could not help showing a slight smile.

"Don't say I'm bullying you," he grabbed Zhou Xuanlan's hand and sent his spiritual power away, "You are too reserved, what's the matter with shaking hands as a master?"

Zhou Xuanlan looked down at the intersecting hands of the two, and pursed his lips without saying a word.

So close.

He closed his eyes and concentrated for a long time before he put aside the messy thoughts in his head. He was about to concentrate on adjusting the spiritual power in his body when he suddenly felt a little itchy in his palm.

Someone scratched it lightly with their fingertips.

Zhou Xuanlan's long eyelashes moved slightly, and his mind became agitated again.

He closed his eyes tightly, pretending not to notice, and sat there motionless.

Bear with it, maybe the master won't do it.

Unexpectedly, Shen Liuxiang found the fun, put his fingertips on his wet palm, and began to write words one after another.

Blue veins protruded slightly on Zhou Xuanlan's forehead.

The process of crossing the spirit was particularly boring. Shen Liuxiang rested his chin, bored, saw Shen Jing's handsome face, and moved his fingers furtively, wanting to see the change in his expression.

He never imagined that Zhou Xuanlan would remain motionless and completely unaware. He was surprised in his heart. His concentration was too strong. He was immersed in his own small world and could not feel the movement of the outside world.

Such a state of meditation is beyond his reach.

While sighing, Shen Liuxiang continued to clasp the rope in his palm to pass the time.

Just then, there was movement from the storage bag.

Shen Liuxiang took out the jade slip, and there was the sound of howling wind, mixed with a deep voice.

"Master, is it fun?"

Shen Liuxiang choked, and stopped moving resentfully.

He thought Zhou Xuanlan wouldn't notice it, but he didn't expect to react so quickly... Could it be that his clone filed a complaint.

Shen Liuxiang blinked, and repeatedly promised Yujian to stop, not to tease the doppelgänger.

When the light dimmed, he began to gear up, and after Qiu Hou settled the score, he stretched out his hand and poked the face that was close at hand, "Are you still going to sue?"

Zhou Xuanlan still remained motionless, only his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Shen Liu hummed: "Why are you so bad."

Zhou Xuanlan finally opened his eyes, with a nervous expression on his face, "I didn't complain... I'm connected with my real body, I can feel it."

Shen Liuxiang: "It's impossible for him to pay attention to this side all the time, you must have reminded him."

Zhou Xuanlan was silent for a moment, opened his mouth to explain, then closed it again.

It was the master who disturbed his state of mind and was discovered.

"Forget it, don't bother you,"

The spiritual power was almost exhausted, Shen Liuxiang withdrew his hand, "Going to sleep."

Zhou Xuanlan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and saw him walking in, and was stunned: "Master is resting here?"

Shen Liuxiang walked to the bed, untied his sash with slender, white fingers, squinted his eyes and yawned, "Aren't you going to meditate all night, this bed is also empty, I won't get in the way if I lie down for a while."

Said he looked back.

The screens on both sides of the bed suddenly moved, and closed behind him with a "snap", tightly blocking his view and blocking between the two of them.

Shen Liuxiang: "..." Pay attention.

He put his robe on the screen, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep not long after.

When he woke up, Zhou Xuanlan was nowhere to be seen in the room. Shen Liuxiang put on his clothes, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and walked out the door.

Just after crossing the threshold, he saw three people talking in a low voice coming from the corridor. He only recognized Shifang. One of the other two was tall and burly, with a cold face, and the other had delicate features. His eyes rolled around. He was the first to spot him, and his footsteps stopped in place. .

"I'm blind! A beauty appeared in our demon king's room early in the morning!"

Luo Yu looked at the young man with loose black hair and a fair and delicate face at the door, his eyes widened, "It's no wonder that the Lord doesn't look down on those beautiful monsters in Bahuang."

Lu Wuwen looked at the reputation, frowned and said: "Don't talk nonsense, it should be the Lord Master."

Luo Yu took a deep breath: "Is the Lord missing a junior brother, or a master?"

"Be careful, the Lord heard it. He peeled off your fish skin and dried it into small dried fish." Shi Fang coughed and put the flute on his waist. "No accident, this is our demon queen, please pay attention."

The corridor was silent for a moment, Luo Yu and Lu Wu had incredible expressions on their faces.

When Zhou Xuanlan came back, he saw three of his subordinates pushing each other in front of Shen Liuxiang, "Look at me, I can spit water, is it suitable to be the commander of the whole world?" "It's so despicable, if I knew it, I wouldn't have told you."

He lowered his face: "What are you doing?"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Even though they knew it wasn't their real body, Shifang and the others trembled and retreated from the walking salute.

Zhou Xuanlan was displeased: "If you pester my master and make trouble, you will all step down."

After several people left, Shen Liuxiang carried a lot of treasures and threw them into the storage bag, "Your subordinate actually bribed me to speak nice words in front of you."

Zhou Xuanlan: "They don't know etiquette."

Shen Liuxiang: "I think it's pretty good, especially the luoyu who can spit water, it looks very clever."

The corners of Zhou Xuanlan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Really."

The three who had left passed by the gazebo, Luo Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks, feeling a chill behind him.

Lu Wu: "What's wrong?"

Luo Yu's face turned pale: "It seems that I have miscalculated. If the Master praises us in front of the Lord, the Lord will not consider the matter of the Grand Commander. It would be a good thing not to kill us."

Shifang: "Why?"

Luo Yu raised his forehead: "The vinegar tank is easy to overturn."

Lu Wu and Shifang were taken aback for a moment, and then they reacted quickly. The three of them looked at each other outside the pavilion, and they all froze in place.

Shen Liuxiang planned to go back to Juanyun Pavilion, Zhou Xuanlan had nothing to do in the morning and left with him.

The two appeared on the bustling street, and after a while, they attracted the attention of many demon cultivators.

At first, Shen Liuxiang thought that everyone was looking at him, touched the mask, and was puzzled for a moment, then caught a glimpse of the beautiful banshee Xiu Xiu cast a wink at the side of the road, but the direction of the cast was a bit crooked.

He turned his head and saw a man with a stern face beside him.

Zhou Xuanlan's real body was too imposing, even if he didn't intend to do so, it made the other monsters breathless, and they were too timid to approach.

But this time it is a clone, the coercion has been reduced by half, and the breath of a big monster is exuding all over his body, so he can't help but become a walking sweet pastry.

Sensing his gaze, Zhou Xuanlan tilted his head and asked, "What is Master looking at me for?"

"You look good."

Zhou Xuanlan was stunned, and replied with pursed lips: "Master is more beautiful."

Shen Liuxiang chuckled, smelling the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, looked around, and found a shop selling pastries, "I'll go over and buy some, you wait here for me."

Zhou Xuanlan raised his tone slightly.

"it is good."

After paying for the spirit stone, Shen Liuxiang was carrying the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Looking back, Zhou Xuanlan was surrounded by a large group of flamboyant demon cultivators.

"What kind of monster is your lord? His aura is so positive. He is not from Qilin City."

"I live in South Lane, and watch the moon together at night when I have time."

"Does your lord like foxes?"

Shen Liuxiang rushed into the crowd and pulled him out, "Why are you surrounded by people?"

"Master asked me to wait there."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

He glanced at a group of demon cultivators who were dissatisfied with his behavior and glared angrily, raised his eyebrows slightly, and grabbed Zhou Xuanlan's hand.

The surrounding sights suddenly flew towards him like knives.

Shen Liuxiang hooked his lower lip, and when he was pulling the person to leave, a person walked towards him with a sword in his hand, his face was livid, and his eyes fell on the hands they held together.

Shen Liuxiang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly raised the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "I bought it specially for you."

Xu Xingchen's eyes shifted to the pastry, his expression showed a little surprise, and for a moment there was a little joy, he put away his sword and walked over.

At this time, Zhou Xuanlan suddenly muttered: "Didn't Master buy it for me?"

Shen Liuxiang was taken aback, remembering that when he left the house, he learned that the avatar had never eaten mortal food, so he said he wanted to buy some snacks for him to try.

He realized it, no wonder Zhou Xuanlan was looking forward to buying the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"No, this one is for..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Xuanlan's eyes dimming, and his handsome face showed a hurt expression, so he couldn't help changing his mouth.

"It's for you."

"??"

Xu Xingchen, who was about to pick up the pastry, suppressed the smile on his face, took out his sword again, and called out rarely.

"Say it again, brother, who is it for?"

Shen Liuxiang: "..."