The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

When Shen Liuxiang woke up, he was lying on the bed, his eyes swept away, and he found a familiar scene around him, he let down his vigilance, and he couldn't help but relax.

But as soon as he relaxed, he noticed something strange, and his whole body ached badly.

Shen Liuxiang touched the back of his fair neck, which was covered with two spots of bruises. With a little force on his fingertips, the pain caused him to bite his lips tightly.

Shen Liuxiang rubbed his eyebrows, and a blush suddenly appeared on the tips of his ears.

Thinking about it, this is the mark left by Zhou Xuanlan embracing him from behind and biting on the back of his neck.

In addition to the back of the neck, Zhou Xuanlan seemed to have grabbed his waist, pressed against the cold and stiff wall of the pool, intertwined his lips and tongue, and then...

Shen Liuxiang couldn't remember clearly.

But thinking about the possible follow-up, his black eyelashes trembled slightly, and his expression became tense.

Shen Liuxiang pressed his chest, patted it lightly as if to comfort himself, then stretched out a hand under the quilt, and made a tentative movement.

Confusion floated in his phoenix eyes, and for a moment, panic appeared on his handsome face.

He lowered his head, threw off the soft quilt, looked at the snow-white underclothes on his body, his fingertips trembled slightly, exerted a little more force, and squeezed his waist again.

In an instant, half of the thin waist became limp, sore and painful, and even the whole body trembled involuntarily.

Shen Liuxiang's pupils trembled.

This, this is—? !Could it be that he and Zhou Xuanlan——? !

Shen Liuxiang's fair cheeks turned red with the naked eye, and he fell back on the bed, picked up the quilt to cover his body, and buried his head in it without hesitation, wanting to calm down.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded unexpectedly from the side.

Confused, a little speechless: "What are you doing?"

Shen Liuxiang was taken aback for a moment, then looked towards the bed, the man's purple gold crown made him narrow his eyes, paused for a moment, and said in surprise: "Why are you here!"

Xu Xingchen's eyes widened: "What kind of tone! If the emperor hadn't ordered me, I wouldn't have taken care of you!"

The night was as dark as ink, and a little cool breeze poured into the room through the open windows.

Xu Xingchen walked to the window unhappily, closed it with a "snap", turned around and poured a cup of hot tea, and returned to the bed, looking at the stunned young man on the bed.

After finally waking up, she behaved inexplicably and strangely, touching the back of her neck and pinching her waist again, her cheeks were as red as tomatoes after a while.

Especially when he was at the side, Shen Liuxiang completely ignored it!

"Drink water and wake up."

Shen Liuxiang blinked, took the teacup, looked around, realized that it was in the bedroom of the imperial palace, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat: "Why am I here?"

Xu Xingchen: "Father Emperor himself went to the demon world and brought you back."

Shen Liuxiang recalled the sound transmission of the jade slips, embarrassment floated on his face, he noticed the word "you", looked down, his cheeks were hot, "Where's Zhou Xuanlan?"

His waist was a little sore and aching, and it didn't look right no matter what.

In the sporadic memory, there was a scene where he hugged Zhou Xuanlan and kissed and gnawed. Shen Liuxiang thought about it, but he could only be burning with desire, relying on his cultivation to do this to Zhou Xuanlan, and somehow, he ended up being treated like that.

Shen Liuxiang scratched her blue hair, her cheeks were flushed, and her expression was at a loss.

Xu Xingchen finally couldn't help it, and reached out to touch his forehead, "Are you stupid, or the injury was not discovered, and you shouldn't be the one with the problem, Zhou Xuanlan didn't do that even if he lost his mind."

Shen Liu paused, and suddenly opened her phoenix eyes.

***

Di Yunyu brought the two of them back to the imperial palace, Zhou Xuanlan held on for a while, then also fainted.

He was injured in the fight with Ling Ye, then stepped into the void and rushed to Qilin City, broke the dragon's horn and broke the formation, and used his heart and blood to frighten the love flower Gu, even if the monster race had strong recovery, his body couldn't hold it anymore.

When Shen Liu rang, he was lying on a piece of cold ice and hadn't woken up yet.

Shen Liuxiang lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

The cold ice is crystal clear, exuding a thin cold mist, square and square, and the moist aura forms a layer of light, which is the Zen spirit ice for body protection.

Extremely rare and expensive, the size of a palm is already a priceless treasure.

At this time, on this piece of Zen spirit ice, coiled a little black dragon, with its head slightly tilted, breathing weakly, and its dragon scales were covered with ice mist.

The eyes are closed tightly, and a dragon horn stays alone on the top of the head.

Shen Liuxiang's heart trembled slightly, he stepped forward, raised his hand to lightly touch the unicorn, the hard touch and the complicated pattern of the dragon's horn slid across his fingertips.

Shen Liuxiang had a different feeling in his heart, a feeling of déjà vu.

Surrounded by silence, he stared at the little black dragon for a long time before muttering, "Is it worth it?"

In the original book, Zhou Xuanlan single-handedly saved the realm of self-cultivation in the Great War of the Three Realms, and repelled the unstoppable demon world. Afterwards, the demon world surrendered and the demon world surrendered. Ten thousand people respected him and called him Xuanzhu, meaning the Lord of the Three Realms.

Shen Liuxiang thought he knew everything about him, but when he came here, he discovered that the big villain, the black dragon, who had never appeared in the original book, was actually him.

From this point of view, the original work is not right everywhere.

And Zhou Xuanlan in front of him was neither the mysterious master nor the great villain, but only his apprentice.

A little black dragon that makes people unable to stop their hearts.

Footsteps came from behind, Shen Liuxiang turned his head, and saw Di Yunyu with fire and phoenix embroidery patterns on his clothes and a shining golden crown.

Di Yunyu glanced at the black shadow on the Zen Ling ice, and his eyes fell on Shen Liuxiang. He didn't know if he saw something, and frowned, "He was just injured, and his real body will recover faster. Come with me." .”

On the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion, Di Yunyu took a scroll and handed it to Shen Liuxiang: "Look first."

Shen Liuxiang took it in doubt, and opened the reading at a glance. After half a stick of incense, the expression on his face was unpredictable. He closed the scroll, "What does the emperor want to say?"

The volume records a catastrophe caused by the advent of monsters 400 years ago.

Compared with outside rumors, the records here are particularly detailed. The four great monsters came out of the Eastern Wasteland and disturbed the Three Realms, and there was actually another thing left in the Eastern Wasteland. Terrorist coercion.

"No one in the world knows, in fact, there is a dragon egg that appeared together with the monster,"

Di Yunyu put his hands behind his back, "Obviously, it's Zhou Xuanlan."

Shen Liuxiang: "So what, he is not a vicious monster, and he has never harmed the world."

Di Yunyu's tone was low: "But like those magical beasts, he is a creature from the ancient prehistoric period. He should have been extinct ten thousand years ago, but by some coincidence, he appeared in the world a hundred years ago."

Shen Liuxiang clenched the scroll tightly: "The emperor wants to say that he shouldn't appear."

Di Yunyu: "As a dragon clan who can dominate in the prehistoric period, given time, his cultivation will be unstoppable. At that time, the entire continent will fall into his hands, and the life and death of all things will be determined by him. The way of heaven will not allow this kind of thing to happen. He will definitely be killed, and the threat will be killed in the cradle."

Shen Liuxiang frowned deeply, and looked at him for a moment: "Where's the emperor?"

He doesn't know how Tiandao intends to kill Zhou Xuanlan, but only Di Yunyu has this ability today.

Hundreds of years ago, he was able to kill Chaos Wuwu and seal Qiongqi Taotie. His cultivation has long surpassed the Three Realms and entered a terrifying realm.

Di Yunyu's brows moved slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Shen Liuxiang blinking his phoenix eyes, holding back some tears, and raised his hand to gesture.

"My apprentice's original body is only so small. He is weak and pitiful. He can be killed with a single slap. The imperial father's divine power will definitely not care about a little black dragon."

"Using the age of the dragon clan, my apprentice may not be an adult yet,"

Shen Liuxiang raised his hand and grabbed Di Yunyu's sleeve with his slender white fingers, "Father Emperor Guangfeng Jiyue will definitely not bully a baby dragon, will he?"

Di Yunyu: "..."

He lowered his eyes, looked at the young man who dared to grab his cuff and couldn't stop shaking, he was silent for a long time, and said in a stiff tone: "Release."

Shen Liuxiang immediately let go, and reminded in a low voice: "Father Emperor, you haven't said yes yet."

After finishing speaking, Shen Liuxiang covered his chest, blushed, and coughed twice, "The emperor said carefully, my child is not feeling well recently, so I can only accept affirmations, 'yes', 'right', and I can't hear any negatives!"

Di Yunyu: "..."

Shen Liuxiang used the worst acting skills in his life to force Di Yunyu to raise his hand, aimed at his head, and flicked his slender fingers unbearably.

This time, the pain was so heavy that his eyes were red and tears filled his eyes.

Di Yunyu looked at him: "That's right, if you want to cry, be serious."

Shen Liuxiang's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, and then he heard Di Yunyu continue: "The effect will be better if you cry at me."

Shen Liuxiang: "???"

Do people speak? !

The corners of Shen Liuxiang's mouth twitched slightly, he pressed the scroll on the table, gritted his teeth and walked away.

Di Yunyu opened his light-colored eyes, and watched the angry figure disappear, so he gave a low laugh, picked up the scroll unhurriedly, and put it back to its original place.

Walking out of the Library Pavilion, Shen Liuxiang looked back.

Since Di Yunyu took out the Zen Spirit Ice, at least at this time, he has no intention of killing Zhou Xuanlan, but Shen Liuxiang is worried about the future, so he wanted to test Di Yunyu's attitude, but the result...

"Thousand-year foxes are not so cunning!"

Shen Liuxiang muttered to Shuge, and turned to go back to see his apprentice, but halfway there, he stopped at the fork.

He turned his head sideways, stared at the "Sansheng Stone" carved on the old wooden board, hesitated for a moment, looked around and saw no one around, and quietly followed the path into the forest.

The Three Lives Stone is a test of love. There are only three pieces in the world, which are located in the Imperial Palace, Qing Lingzong and Yaodu.

Shen Liuxiang knew about this thing before. He heard that the stone contains the power of heaven and can detect the destined person. He was not interested in the past, but today he couldn't help but stop and walked towards the Sansheng Stone.

He was confused.

In the center of a clear spring, a black stone stands.

Shen Liuxiang approached, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the stone, and a ray of light enveloped him in an instant.

When the light dissipated, Shen Liuxiang blinked, with a little expectation in his eyes, but also a little nervous, his eyes were fixed on the Sansheng Stone.

A line of words is fully revealed.

Ye Bingran -

On the Sansheng Stone, Ye Bingran emerged.

According to the will of heaven, Ye Bingran is his destined person!

Shen Liuling paused for a moment, then withdrew his hand.

He suddenly raised one corner of his lips, smiling brightly on his handsome face.

It doesn't matter who it is.

The moment he pressed the black stone with his palm, a name already appeared in his mind.

Shen Liuxiang chuckled, raised his hand, and patted the Sansheng Stone.

"Thank you, although you are not allowed."

It doesn't matter who is engraved on the Sansheng Stone, what matters is who is in his heart.