The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Shen Liuxiang felt a slight touch on his cheek, his face was shocked, his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanlan, his eyes fluctuated.

In broad daylight, actually according to his Nascent Soul? !

Zhou Xuanlan hastily explained: "It's not... Master, I can't control him for the time being."

He tried to recall Yuan Ying, but the other party did not listen to his orders at all, and pressed himself on Shizun Yuan Ying, with a particularly tough attitude.

Hua Jian was dumbfounded, looked at the two Nascent Souls, and then at the two real bodies: "Could it be that your Nascent Souls have self-awareness?"

The Nascent Soul is transformed by the Nascent Soul and should be completely controlled by the real body, but in this situation, Hua Jian can only think of one possibility. The two Nascent Souls are different from the real body. For some unknown reason, the Nascent Soul is independent of the real body. In addition, the Nascent Soul is less under their control.

Shen Liuxiang didn't expect Zhou Xuanlan to be like him, he was stunned for a while, and looked at the two small figures entangled on the tea table, seeing that he was pinned down and unable to move, he immediately ground his teeth.

... If you are bullied, you will be bullied back!

I don't know if he heard his voice, the little Nascent Soul who was lying on the salted fish before puffed up his cheeks, raised his two little hands, and pushed the person above him away.

"Go on!"

Shen Liuxiang got excited, covered his mouth after yelling "pa", blinked and looked at the apprentice who was looking up, "It's just a beating, it doesn't hurt."

But the little Yuanying didn't do what he wanted, and he wasn't angry at all when he was taken advantage of. He sat up unhurriedly, resting his chin on his hands, tilting his head to look at Zhou Xuanlan who had gone back to meditate.

A strand of red hair swayed in the wind, and Xiao Yuanying smiled openly.

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

This can't be his Nascent Soul, or his Nascent Soul is actually stupid.

Shen Liuxiang stared closely at the phoenix eyes, faintly feeling that the latter was the truth, that the normal Nascent Soul should be exactly the same as the real body, but his Nascent Soul looked like a child.

The small round face that has not lost the baby fat looks full of sensuality.

Shen Liuxiang walked over, poked lightly with his finger, and saw a light dimple on the snow-white face.

Yuan Ying looked at him sideways and blinked suspiciously.

At the same time, Shen Liuxiang felt that his cheek had been poked, and he withdrew his hand, his eyes condensed slightly. Although Yuan Ying was weird, he still had business to do.

He picked up the spiritual power in his palm and probed towards the little Yuan Ying, intending to use his spiritual power to detect the position of Zi Gu.

But just a moment before the touch, Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul suddenly moved, like a flash of lightning, the movement was incredibly fast, he took it away in the blink of an eye, and jumped to the window sill.

The sleeve robe rolled over, and he raised one arm to block Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul, protecting him behind him.

Although he was only the size of a palm, the ferocity exuding from all over his body at this moment shocked everyone in the room, especially when he lifted his eyelids, his black eyes were completely exposed, his thin lips were slightly parted, exuding a suffocating and powerful aura .

Shen Liuxiang was already in the state of transforming gods, and everyone felt terrified, and Hua Xie beside him also changed his face. Zhou Xuanlan was the only one with a good face, but he frowned slowly while staring at Yuan Ying.

"This seat does not allow anyone to touch him."

A deep voice sounded in the room, and it weighed heavily on the hearts of several people.

There was a "thunder" in Shen Liuxiang's mind, his face was horrified, and he looked at the small figure with a cold face in disbelief.

"This seat" is the later stage of the original work, Zhou Xuanlan often used to call himself.

Shen Liuxiang subconsciously looked at Zhou Xuanlan.

Zhou Xuanlan's face was displeased, and he strode over, quietly blocking in front of him, then looked at the vicious Nascent Soul on the window sill, and said in a cold tone, "Who are you fierce?"

Yuanying and him looked at each other: "Anyway, don't touch him."

Zhou Xuanlan's Yuan Ying leaned over and picked up a branch, drew a horizontal line on the window sill, turned around and said to Yuan Ying behind him, "Don't step over this line."

After all, he sat down cross-legged, not missing any moment of meditation.

After a moment of silence in the room, Hua Xie was the first to speak: "Fox, I'm going first, I don't know what, you go on."

Hua Jian used his toes to think about it and knew something was wrong, Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul was fine, but Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul was too weird, the coercion emanating from a small Nascent Soul made him almost kneel, there must be something very strange about it.

Maybe there is a big secret.

Huaspian was not curious, he just wanted to be safe, so he left without hesitation.

The door slammed shut, and Zhou Xuanlan was silent for a moment: "I will take back the Nascent Soul."

Shen Liuxiang: "It's weird, let's talk about it after we figure it out."

Shen Liuxiang was full of doubts. If this was Zhou Xuanlan in the original book, why did he protect his Nascent Soul? In the novel, "Shen Liuxiang" disappeared forever on the way to death, and devoted his life to getting rid of his rival Su Baiche and helping Ye Bing. Burned to get rid of Zhou Xuanlan, his rival in love, and died in the second half.

If it was the mysterious master in the book, no matter how you think about it, it would be impossible to make such an action.

Shen Liuxiang said in a low voice: "We will observe secretly."

It is said to be observing in secret, but in fact it is sitting in the room aboveboard, drinking tea and looking at the two small figures on the window sill.

Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul was meditating motionless, without the help of formations, the surrounding spiritual energy was already continuously approaching him, and it was thick and dripping all over his body.

But he frowned and sullenly, still dissatisfied with the concentration of aura.

On the other side, Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul was lying on his side on the window sill, propped his head with one hand, looked at him for a while, then yawned boredly, when he heard the noise from the street downstairs, raised his eyebrows, and poked his head out for a look.

I didn't know what I saw, so I hurried to the person who was meditating.

Raise your hand to pat the left shoulder, but the other party ignores it, and pat the right shoulder, but the other party still ignores it.

Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul curled his lips slightly, his face was full of displeasure, so he stood up and moved his toes back and forth on the horizontal line of the window sill, frantically testing.

Shen Liuxiang said silently: step over.

What are you afraid of, he doesn't have such a timid Nascent Soul!

Probably sensing this powerful thought, Little Yuan Ying glanced at Shen Liuxiang, stepped over the horizontal line with one foot, and was dragged back before the other foot was lifted up.

Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul lowered his face, his eyes were spitting fire, he was so angry that he seemed to swallow the little thing in front of him alive.

Then he flicked his sleeve robe, turned around, and jumped down from the window sill.

Shen Liuxiang's expression changed, and he was about to move when Zhou Xuanlan stopped him, "It's okay, he can't lose it."

After a while, Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul reappeared.

The little figure jumped up, carrying a bunch of candied haws on his shoulders, which was taller than others, and fell back to the window sill.

Holding the wooden stick with both hands, he hit Shen Liuxiang Yuanying on the head with a candied hawthorn on the top, his displeasure eased, and then he gave the candied haws to the other party.

The mouth is still fierce: "You are the soul, you can't eat, don't bother me with this little thing!"

Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul sat down, with half a bunch of huge candied haws in his arms, lifted the candy wrapper, and explained: "If you don't eat it, just taste it."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a sugar-coated hawthorn, lowered his head and licked it, his eyes were slightly bright.

"It tastes good, do you want to try it?"

As he spoke, he held up the sugar hawthorn to Zhou Xuanlan's Yuanying, but was dodged.

The other party pushed Hawthorn away in disgust, leaned over and touched his mouth skillfully, with a calm expression on his face, "It's really good."

The two people in the room who witnessed the whole process froze by coincidence. Shen Liuxiang took the lead and said, "I suddenly remembered something, so let's take a step first."

After speaking, he planned to run away, but Zhou Xuanlan stopped him: "Master, wait a minute, he is going to change places."

Shen Liuxiang paused, and saw his Nascent Soul put down the candied haws, and jumped off the window ledge by his little hand.

The two chased after him.

Seeing a familiar plum blossom tree, the memory of last night in the pool rushed to his face, Shen Liuxiang felt a little hot on the back of his neck reflexively, and stretched out his hand to rub it.

Zhou Xuanlan frowned: "Zi Gu is restless again?"

Shen Liuxiang shook his head: "It's okay."

He looked at Nascent Soul who was sitting cross-legged by the pool, the aura condensed around him was several times thicker than before, probably because of the abundant aura in this place.

Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul looked around, saw plum blossoms in full bloom, and walked around with his calves.

After familiarizing himself with the environment, he jumped onto a plum tree and shuttled among the branches and leaves.

After a while, the small figure who was meditating peacefully by the pool was hit on the head by a plum blossom that fell from the sky.

A certain handsome face darkened.

There was no wind in the treetops on the other side, and Shen Liuxiang Yuanying lowered his head, trying to hide his figure, his sharp eyes looked nervously at the figure by the pool through the gaps in the leaves.

But soon found that the other party just frowned and remained motionless.

He was not very satisfied with the result, without further ado, he threw another plum blossom, and threw it precisely on the head of the figure by the pool.

This time, Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul suddenly opened his eyes, looked towards the treetops, and saw the little trouble hiding behind him like a frightened bird, and walked away without looking back.

He snorted coldly and closed his eyes again.

But not long after, another plum blossom with a faint fragrance came.

Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul was extremely angry, staring at the small figure jumping between the trees with gloomy eyes, raised his hand to move his spiritual power, and in a split second, a solid layer of defense was laid all over his body.

"See how you throw it!"

The little Nascent Soul on the tree suddenly lost its happiness.

But soon, he rolled his eyes, regained his strength, jumped up and down the plum blossom tree, and busily fiddled for a while.

It didn't take long for Shen Liuxiang to see his Nascent Soul jumping down from the branch, with loose headband, a few strands of black hair hanging down his fair cheeks, and the clothes were dusty everywhere.

He rushed to the edge of the pool in two or three steps, raised his hand and knocked on the defensive circle, but the figure inside turned on deaf ears.

Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul knocked for a while, but found that the other party was still ignoring him, lowered his head, puffed his cheeks, and whispered, "Open your eyes and look at me."

Nascent Soul in the defensive world frowned slightly, but opened his eyes.

Seeing the messy hair of the person in front of him, who had just made a fuss in the tree, and his whole body was dirty, he frowned: "Tie up your hair."

Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul nodded, raised his hand high, and the sleeve robe slid down, revealing two forearms like jade lotus root, fingers pushed hard enough to the back of the head.

A moment: "...can't reach it."

Shen Liuxiang, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul noticed it, and glared at the two of them from the air, then withdrew the defensive circle, got up and came to the dejected little Nascent Soul, untied the loose hairband, and gathered the soft black hair with one hand, looking like a model. Tie his hair like that.

In a moment, a ponytail that was extremely crooked appeared.

Shen Liuxiang Nascent Soul: "Are you ready?"

Zhou Xuanlan Yuanying immediately untied the hair belt, was busy with work, and said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, I'll tie you a good-looking one."

Ji Xu: "Are you ready?"

Zhou Xuanlan Yuanying was silent for a moment, then loosened the red satin headband again, and her black hair fell loose, "I think you look best without your hair tied up."

Nascent Soul in front of him narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

After a while, he took small steps and walked to the edge of the pool. He wanted to look down at the reflection on the water surface, but unexpectedly his head stretched a little and his body couldn't stand still.

With a "plop", he fell into the pool in an upside-down posture.

In the distance, Shen Liuxiang felt cold all over his body, and felt suffocated instantly. Fortunately, Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul reacted very quickly, jumped into the water quickly, and lifted the wet little figure out.

The little Yuanying spit, looked up to meet the gloomy eyes, and froze for a moment in fright.

"Accidentally." He took out a string of bracelets from his arms, trying to divert the other party's attention, "I forgot to give them to you just now."

Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul looked down and saw the bracelet handed over, which was made of red plum blossoms strung on black silk.

He accepted it without saying a word, raised his hand to dry the wet Nascent Soul with spiritual power, then looked at the sky, and felt that time was running out, so he looked at the person in front of him.

The other party stepped back vigilantly, "I've given you a gift."

"I want to gather spirits and not be disturbed."

After finishing the words, he grabbed the little Nascent Soul who was trying to escape, jumped onto the tree, tied his wrists with a red hair band, and wrapped himself around a treetop.

"Stay here honestly, and I will untie it for you after the spirit gathering is over."

Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul couldn't break free, so he bit his headband angrily, and kept biting, and when he couldn't even see the figure, he sulked.

The figure by the pool remained the same.

Shen Liuxiang narrowed his phoenix eyes in the distance, and glanced at the person next to him meaningfully, "Do you like to tie me up?"

Zhou Xuanlan: "...disciple dare not."

Shen Liuxiang chuckled, touched his chin, and talked about the business: "We two Nascent Souls seem to know each other."

Every move looks very familiar.

Zhou Xuanlan nodded: "There is something wrong with Master Yuanying."

Shen Liuxiang: "Your Nascent Soul is not right either."

After finishing speaking, the two remained silent at the same time, and turned their attention to the plum blossom pond again.

Unknowingly, at night, the bright moon was hanging high, and the Nascent Soul by the pool finally moved and landed on the treetop.

The small figure on the branch fell asleep, with black eyelashes drooping, white and tender face turned sideways, cheeks on both sides slightly puffed up, breathing lightly and long.

Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul untied the hair band, rubbed the two red-scarred wrists, helped him sit up, and then moved his head closer, forehead against forehead, and lightly touched each other.

After a while, wisps of pale light slowly emanated from his body and entered Shen Liuxiang Yuanying's body.

At the same time, in the entire silent plum blossom grove, a boundless spirit rose.

Shen Liuxiang's forehead was slightly warmed, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Zhou Xuanlan's Yuanying gave his Yuanying the spiritual energy accumulated for a day.

This is... nourishing his primordial soul!

After a long time, after spending the accumulated spiritual energy, Zhou Xuanlan on the treetop hugged the waist with one hand, put the other hand through the bend of his leg, and picked up the sleeping little Nascent Soul.

Dressed in moonlight, he jumped down the tree.

"This seat will definitely bring back your primordial spirit."