Save the world with a plot

When Xuan Xing's legs returned to normal, he immediately left the underworld with his stupid apprentice in his arms. #There is still war outside, he has not forgotten#

Unexpectedly, just after walking out of that gray world, there was a heart-pounding sorrow overwhelming the sky, birds screaming, and the blue sky and floating clouds suddenly became as dark as in the abyss.

Shenhuai is dead.

Xuan Xing was stunned as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

"Master." Sheng Junxiao gently pulled the corner of Xuanying's clothes.

Xuan Xing turned his head slowly, opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Sheng Junxiao had never seen Xuan Xing like this before, with such an expression of disbelief, unwillingness to believe, and absolutely no acceptance.

"How could he die?" The voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of breaking something.After finishing speaking, he fell into a nervous self-talk, "Could it be that I misread it, how could it be possible, it should not be like this, his future is obviously not like this..."

Xuan Xing was pacing back and forth very restlessly, Sheng Jun Xiao hurriedly grabbed him, "Master, don't worry, King Feng is just put to death and reborn."

Startled by the voice, Xuan Xing immediately came back to his senses. The reason for the change in Shen Huai's face at that time seemed to be that Sheng Junxiao had injected something into the opponent's body, "What did you do to him?" He flipped his wrist and grabbed it. The opponent's wrist.

Those gazes were sharp and menacing, and Sheng Junxiao's heart seemed to be stabbed hard by a needle, but it didn't hurt very much, it really didn't hurt very much, just a little pain.

He comforted in a soft voice: "Master, do you still remember that this disciple has a phoenix soul? The Phoenix king's soul is too damaged and can only reshape the body of the soul. That's why there is such a celestial phenomenon, but it will definitely recover soon. Master, don't worry too much."

Phoenix Spirit = Phoenix Rebirth = Dead Phoenix will be resurrected soon

Xuan Xing's heart calmed down in an instant, but in the next instant he realized that he had lost his composure, so he calmly put down his stupid apprentice's hand.The wrist was a little red, his face stiffened for a moment, he hesitated for a while, then took the opponent's wrist again and rubbed it.

Sheng Junxiao grinned, "Master, I don't hurt."

Xuan Xing naturally ignored this kind of words, and Sheng Junxiao didn't force it, he actually enjoyed the tenderness of the other party, even if it was only because of the master and apprentice.

There was a warm and soft tranquility, Xuan Xing suddenly opened his mouth to break the tranquility, "How could you give the spirit of the Phoenix to Shen Huai?"

The protagonist is not this kind of Lei Feng!

Or is it that the relationship between the two behind the scenes has gotten so good.

Hearing this, Sheng Junxiao lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyebrows after a while, and smiled at Xuan Ying, "If Master wishes King Feng to be well, then this disciple also wishes King Feng to be well, disciple..."

So caring?Xuan Xing's heart warmed slightly.

However, Shengjun Xiao paused, and a brighter smile appeared on his face, "The disciple is still waiting for Feng Wang to be his teacher's wife!"

"!"

Sheng Junxiao's face was mixed with deep blessings and some kind of unspeakable persistence and nostalgia. He stared intently at the person opposite, and blasted Master Xuantian, who was in shock and should not be able to return for a long time." What are you talking about?" Xuan Xing gritted his teeth, flashing through the limited edition collection of "She Gan" in his mind.

"Snapped--"

He slapped Fang Liangtangtang on the forehead, "What are you thinking about all day long?"

Sheng Junxiao seemed to be stunned by the beating, and he covered his forehead in a daze, then suddenly reacted and blurted out, "Isn't Master Xinyue Phoenix King?"

He actually dared to ask such a question, "Have you watched "Liuyang Song" too much? How can I like Shenhuai when I'm full of male thieves and female prostitutes?"

Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

He and Shenhuai.

Him and Shenhuai?

He and Shenhuai!

Recalling those sentence patterns that started with "Ah, Huai..." and "Oh, Xing...", Xuan Xing felt a little nauseous.

Sooner or later, he will have to seal up Immortal Rest Valley!He even poisoned his own disciples!

I still believe it, shouldn't these colleagues just look at it and laugh it off.asshole!so stupid!How could he have such a stupid apprentice?

Just as Xuan Xing's thoughts were flying around the Liuyang Continent several times in the blink of an eye like a whistling flying sword, a sudden shock came out - "Master doesn't like Shenhuai, what about me?"

"!!"

"..."

Their eyes met each other, their starry eyes stared at each other.

Not only Xuan Xing, but even Sheng Jun Xiao, who blurted out, looked overly frightened.

He said it?

How can he say it?

How could he come just by saying that?

What would Master think of him?

Deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors?

Unreasonable thinking?

How will Master treat him?

Expelled from the division?

Like a passerby?

Take back all tenderness and love from now on?

A long sigh suddenly sounded in his ear, and a big warm and dry hand covered his head and rubbed it gently.

Sheng Junxiao's breath was stagnant, no, no disgust, no blame?

"Read less of that kind of books in the future." The clear and cold voice was full of helplessness.

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

It took him a while to find his voice, "What, what book?"

There was a moment of unnaturalness on Xuan Xing's face, and then he paused and said: "Do you still want me to say it?"

"Those people wrote in scribbles. You are still young, so you can easily be distracted. Don't read it anymore."

So, is it because of the feelings brought out by those books?

Sheng Junxiao suddenly felt angry, how could he be because of those books?

"I'm not young anymore, I'm almost two hundred years old, and the master is only 34 years older than the disciple!"

"Master, don't you feel anything at all?"

"I can't see the disciple at all. Did the disciple like the master from the very beginning, when he didn't remember anything?"

It's cool to roar for a while, and it's a crematorium for a lifetime!

After Sheng Junxiao yelled out all the words he held in his heart through a wave of emotion, he immediately regretted it.

It’s over.

Looking at the other side, his complexion was gloomy like water, and the bottom of his eyes was dark, filled with emotions he couldn't understand.

The situation happened so fast that Xuan Xing could not do anything to stop or guide him, so now he can only remain silent.

He thought he'd be shocked, but he wasn't.

As Sheng Junxiao said, could it be possible that after so many years of getting along day and night, would you not notice it at all?It was just subconsciously ignored by him.

He is a man who has dedicated his life to exploring the avenue.

The two fell into looking at each other again, looking at each other deeply, staring deeply.

There was silence, no one spoke, and no one knew what the other was thinking.

The west wind blows down a dead leaf, 咻—— it curls up between the two facing each other, and then flies out again.

The so-called dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, Sheng Junxiao suddenly came back to his senses, took a big step, and put Xuan Xing face to face, nose to nose, "Master, what do you think?" He stared at the other party The face, not letting go of the slightest detail.

The suddenly enlarged face brought endless pressure, Xuan Xing subconsciously took half a step back, turned his head, but was held tightly by the opposite person.

Sheng Junxiao's hands are like iron tongs, firmly fixing Xuan Xing's face, but when the skin touches, it is very gentle.The originally intertwined breathing seemed to become the same person in an instant, and even the distance of an inch was gone.

In the silence, suddenly, there was a muffled growl——

"You bite me, um... you... a dog? You... dare to bite me?"

"Master bit me too!" He replied quickly and panting.

"What do you know, don't move, uh... I'll do it!"

"How come, I have read a lot of books!"

"Ha, your kind of book makes me laugh so hard... um..."

Long pause.

"I... huh... don't you understand, master?"

"Three thousand roads lead to the same goal!"

"I... my cultivation level is higher than that of the master... hiss—" Before he finished speaking, Sheng Junxiao was pushed away fiercely. He staggered a few steps and covered his mouth, and the bright red blood snaked along the gap between his fingers And down.The crown of hair is all loose, the robe is wrinkled, the eyes are full of water, and the cheeks are flushed, just like a good woman who has been ravaged.

Compared with Sheng Junxiao's "tragedy", Xuan Tianshi, who kept saying that the other party was a dog, was obviously much more well-dressed, especially there was only a little bloodshot at the corner of his mouth, which disappeared with a light swipe.

He adjusted his clothes calmly again, and he looked like a fairy again, looking like a dog.

Shengjun Xiao's eyes were dark, he let go of his hand, and wiped his cuffs, revealing his slightly swollen red lips, silver threads mixed with blood, which looked particularly swollen.

Xuan Xing's eyes darkened, "Come here."

Sheng Junxiao stepped forward with a long leg, and the distance between the two was only an inch. His eyes were burning, "Master, do you like it?"

Xuan Xing frowned, thought for a while, "It's just so-so."

"Then, does Master want to explore the mysteries together with his disciples?"

Xuan Xing seemed to finally come back to his senses, his indifferent face froze, and the villain in his heart squatted down silently. Why did things turn out like this, it's unreasonable! #Laozi is a man who wants to dedicate his life to exploring the avenue#

However, the three thousand roads lead to the same goal.

"Master?" While pondering, Sheng Junxiao raised his hand, gently lifted Xuan Xing's chin, and pressed a low kiss like a dragonfly on water, full of treasure, "Master is always the master of the disciples, and the master doesn't like it." It doesn't matter if you are a disciple, as long as the disciple likes the master."

He said softly, without any loss or self-pity, just smiled lightly.

After a long silence, suddenly——

"Can't I think about it?"

Xuan Xing gritted his teeth.