After the villain's cultivation base is lost

After half an hour, Xi Jianglan hadn't come back yet, Sheng Jiao got up without saying a word and walked out.

Ying Zhuo said coldly: "Senior brother told us to wait here."

Sheng Jiaoli ignored it, and it blew away like the wind.

Ying Zhuo looked at his back and gritted his teeth silently.

With Xi Jianglan's ability, he might have already broken into the third floor, Sheng Jiao found the steps leading to the third floor with a face full of indifference, and was about to go up.

The three teenagers who were waiting to see Xi Jianglan's joke in the corner all dozed off, so they hurriedly stopped him.

"Hey! Wait! This lustful fellow Taoist!"

Sheng Jiao looked expressionless.

The three of them were taken aback for a moment, and they shuddered at the same time because of the cold look in their eyes.

Sheng Jiao ignored Liu Changxing's imposing sword intent, and carried his robe up to the third floor.

The three teenagers looked at each other and laughed dryly.

"Hahaha, this must be a great power! Returning to the Void Realm!"

"It's too scary, we must not be cowards."

"Yes, yes, maybe it's still the Mahayana period."

Fang Da Neng, surnamed Sheng, walked up to the third floor with a sullen face. Before he had taken two steps, a fierce sword intent suddenly struck. The cold light hit the restraint of Sheng Jiao's body, and the fierce ripples instantly shook the teacup on the table into pieces. Flour.

Sheng Jiao's eyes didn't move at all, and he flicked Dong Rong's sword lightly with his thumb.

A crisp sound of "Qiang".

Sheng Jiao said coldly, "Where's Xi Jue?"

Liu Changxing's sword was out of its sheath, his eyebrows and eyes were cold like the last ray of sunlight covered by the setting sun, and he said lightly: "It's been a long time since I saw you, don't you want to catch up with your classmates?"

Sheng Jiao was completely impatient.

Dong Rong, who was only half an inch out of its sheath, suddenly let out a violent buzzing, even the sword intent carried a cold blue thunder pattern, and the bead curtain hanging beside the bed roared and flew away.

Liu Changxing failed to get Xi Jianglan's sick young man to draw his sword. Seeing that Sheng Jiao was really going to fight him, he immediately became excited, drew his sword brazenly and rushed forward.

"Zheng-"

There was a crisp buzzing in the ears.

The jade crown between Liu Changxing's hair shattered at the sound, and the ink hair flew around and directly covered his face.

Liu Changxing: "..."

Sheng Jiao took his sword away slowly.

He only slashed his sword, without saying a word of nonsense, he still said: "Xi Jue."

"Xi Jue Xi Jue." Liu Changxing's excitement was forced to subside as soon as he got up, he put away his sword with a sullen face, and said coldly, "You know that Xi Jue is your sword every day, is it your sword or yours? Daoist couple?"

Sheng Jiao didn't want to talk nonsense with a pure sword cultivator like Liu Changxing, so the Tianyan Pearl crackled and flashed in his hand, and pointed to the room beside him.

Liu Changxing was taken aback.

Sheng Jiao is not as delicate as Xi Jianglan, he doesn't bother to fight wits and courage with Liu Changxing at all, and he is reckless when he strides forward.

"Wait! Wait!" Liu Changxing hurriedly stopped him, "If you want to go in, you have to receive my sword!"

Sheng Jiao frowned, as if he found his words confusing.

Didn't he already cut off the jade crown on Liu Changxing's item just now?

Liu Changxing noticed that Sheng Jiao's eyes seemed to be wandering over his messy long hair, and tears flowed down without warning, he couldn't believe it: "You humiliated me so much!"

Sheng Jiao: "..."

"boom--"

Across the wall, Xi Jianglan staggered from the shock, but was steadied by someone beside him.

The name of the owner of Hongchen Zhijun Tower is Hongchen, and she is a beautiful woman with various styles.

She was dressed in red, with heavy makeup, and her waist led Xi Jianglan forward, waving a fan in her hand, looking at Xi Jianglan's face from time to time, and said with a tusk: "...It's still your face, I'm here For so many years in Nine Clouds City, I have never seen such... tsk."

As Hong Chen said, he stroked the side of Xi Jianglan's face in amazement and envy, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

At this time, Xi Jianglan was using the face that Gu Changsi had when he ran away from Sheng Jiao, the red moles at the end of his eyes were burning, and a sweep of his eyelashes seemed to be able to dye the bright red into a seductive blush.

His feet were numb from the shock, he looked back, thinking that Sheng Jiao couldn't wait to knock on the door.

Hongchen pushed open the door and called him: "Jiaojiao, come."

Xi Jianglan subconsciously said, "Hey."

"Hey..." After recovering, he almost wanted to slap himself.

Xi Jianglan thought that Hongchen would take him to see Xunniang, but he stepped into the attic where he was wearing makeup.

Hongchen told the girl who was standing aside with her head bowed: "Yaoyao, put on makeup for him."

The girl named Yaoyao bowed and said, "Yes."

Xi Jianglan felt dizzy when he saw the dazzling array of rouge and gouache. It probably only took a moment to choose the oiran, but the makeup and fitting would probably take several hours.

"Miss Hongchen." Xi Jianglan stopped Hongchen who was about to leave, and said sincerely, "I won't hide it from you..."

He hesitated, and said, "...I'm actually a man."

Hongchen looked at him incredulously: "Hey boy, where did you come from so confident that you can pretend to be a good woman?"

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan stopped talking in a soft voice, and said in surprise, "You know?"

"Of course." Hongchen gently raised Xi Jianglan's chin with a round fan, stared up and down at his face almost as if admiring a painting, and said softly, "Besides, women in the southern border are often slender, your figure He is so tall, and his facial features are obviously that of a man. Sister, I have seen countless beauties in Jiuxiao City for so many years, do you really think you can hide it from me?"

Xi Jianglan almost looked at her with reverence.

This is... the first time someone said he was tall!

"Then sister also asked me to choose the oiran in Hualou?"

Hongchen covered her lips with a round fan and smiled lightly, then raised her hand and casually opened the window beside her: "Jiaojiao, come and see."

Lan Jiaojiao was still happy about being "tall", she didn't reject the name, she walked slowly and looked down in the direction pointed by Hongchen's fan.

Downstairs is a bustling long street, which is surrounded by mountains and seas because of the upcoming oiran competition.

There are all kinds of people coming and going, people from all over the thirteen prefectures, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons.

Xi Jianglan glanced at it, but didn't see any tricks.

Hong Chen looked at the densely packed crowd below as if admiring ants, and said calmly: "Although there are many aristocratic families in the Thirteen States, the most common monks are still."

Xi Jianglan leaned against the window lattice and looked down casually.

"I spend hundreds of thousands of spirit stones every year to be able to smash out an oiran who is famous all over Nine Clouds City, but someone like you depends on fate and luck, and you can't force it." Hongchen said slowly, "The leader of a hundred flowers, a peerless beauty, The beauties made of gold and jade spirit marrow, how many rich and noble families in the thirteen prefectures can enjoy such a beauty every day?"

Xi Jianglan laughed.

Hong Chen circled the people below with a fan, and said with a smile: "After all, I know the oirans of Junlou and they can't enjoy it. It doesn't matter if you are a man or a woman. As long as you have a good face, go out and show them to make them fascinated, but you can't ask for it. He is the real leader of Hundred Flowers."

Xi Jianglan... Xi Jianglan was amazed.

"Okay, darling." Hong Chen coaxed him with a smile as if treating the most precious treasure, "Go and put on your makeup, I'll go and talk to Xun Niang."

Xi Jianglan was about to speak, but Hongchen walked away with a smile.

The door was gently closed, and the woman waiting at the door followed Hong Chen with cold eyes: "Master, that Lan Jiaojiao's face, is it a cover-up or a disguise? How could someone really look like that?"

"I've been in Nine Clouds City for decades, can my eyesight still be fake?" Hong Chen smiled half-smile, "And even if it's fake, do you think I care?"

The woman is silent.

The world of mortals was graceful and graceful, and she said lazily as she walked: "Let's release the news about Lan Jiaojiao's oiran contest today, and by the way, double the prices of those cloud lanterns on Hualou Street, and change the price of the peddlers to Twenty-eight. The cash cow that comes to your door probably only lasts for a day, and I have to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune."

As for the purpose of the money tree coming to the Hongchen Zhijun Building, it doesn't matter.

Money is the most important thing.

Xi Jianglan didn't know that someone was taking him for money, so he sat there staring at Shui Jing, his thoughts racing.

Yaoyao, the girl who put on makeup on him, smeared rouge on his face, but for some reason her hands became more and more trembling, and she threw the rouge into Xi Jianglan's eyes.

Xi Jianglan frowned and covered his eyes.

Yaoyao's face changed drastically, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop", his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he grabbed the ground with his head in fear: "Forgive, forgive...forgive!"

Xi Jianglan blinked, tears flushed out the gorgeous makeup, and the circles of his eyes were red.

After finally slowing down, Yaoyao was so frightened that he couldn't stand up, kowtowed and shouted for mercy, Xi Jianglan almost thought that he was the evil ghost and beast that ate children.

"It's okay." Xi Jianglan tried his best to keep his voice soft, "I don't blame you, get up."

Yaoyao shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face: "Please, please, I really... I didn't see anything, please spare my life."

The smile on Xi Jianglan's face gradually faded, as if he remembered something, he bent down slightly, gently lifted Yaoyao's chin with his warm fingers, gently but forcefully made her lift her crying face.

He looked at it with great interest for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

"It is you."

Seeing him laughing, Yaoyao trembled even more, and closed her eyes as if she was going to die.

"What are you afraid of?" Xi Jianglan gently wiped away the tears on her face, as gentle as if she was treating her sweetheart, "Didn't I say that at the time, as long as you don't say it, I won't hurt you."

Yaoyao tremblingly said: "I...I won't say it, I didn't say it! I didn't tell anyone!"

"Good girl." Xi Jianglan said softly, "If you keep your promise, I won't break my promise and get fat, right? Come on, stand up, don't be afraid."

Yaoyao seemed about to faint from fright, but was still coaxed by Xi Jianglan to stand up, trembling and continuing to apply makeup on him.

Xi Jianglan's skin is too glamorous, and his frown and smile are all coquettish, but Yaoyao dare not look at his face at all, feeling uneasy in his heart, his mind is full of the scene three years ago.

At that time, a fairy surnamed Qu came to the Hongchen Zhijun Building, and asked the oiran to play the piano and sing a little song by name.

Lan Jiaojiao, dressed as an oiran, covered her face with a gauze, she was so glamorous, she casually played with a round fan with tassels in her hand, as if she had finally met a long-awaited good thing, she entered the secluded room where the distinguished guest was smiling.

After a while, the piano sounded leisurely, and Lan Jiaojiao caressed a bitter love song well-known in the south.

Yaoyao was still young at the time, and was ordered by Hongchen to bring in some fun things. She was not very courageous, and she was afraid of disturbing the elegant mood of the distinguished guests, so she opened the door quietly, intending to put the things on the small case in the secluded room and leave. .

Just as I carefully bent my knees, I suddenly heard a faint "chick".

The girl raised her head slightly, and saw a flash of red not far away on the snow-white plain screen full of obscene words and songs.

It looked like blood had been spattered on it.

Yaoyao was dazed, hesitantly took two steps forward, and finally saw the scene behind the screen.

Lan Jiaojiao, who was dressed in a three-layered oiran costume, was kneeling on the ground, still playing the piano gracefully in her hands. Opposite him, the fairy surnamed Qu had already fallen to the ground, with a big hole in her chest and was gurgling. .

Blood was splattered all over the floor, and there were hideous red marks on the screen, table case, and even the hem of the gorgeous clothes.

Lan Jiaojiao sat there as if nothing had happened, and even sang a little song happily.

"Lang is affectionate, but there is no reason for it. The humble family is poor, and the red gauze is a slave to buy lip balm. There is no choice but to use blood..."

The little tune stopped abruptly.

Yaoyao, who was blank in front of her eyes, was stupefied by fright, she raised her head in a daze, and met a pair of beautiful and coquettish eyes.

Lan Jiaojiao's ring finger playing the piano was also stained with a drop of blood. He stared straight at Yaoyao, suddenly smiled extremely tenderly, slowly raised his bony fingers to gently stroke the drop of blood on his lips, and bent his eyes to finish singing unfinished words.

"...stained with blood."

Yaoyao came back to his senses and saw Xi Jianglan's face so frightened that his hands shook violently again, and almost put rouge into Xi Jianglan's eyes again.

Xi Jianglan was not angry either, he took out a small box of lip balm, dipped some bright red on the pulp of his ring finger, and dabbed it on his pale lips lightly and softly.

Hmm, sweet-scented osmanthus.

Yaoyao watched his movements blankly, and suddenly fell down silently.

Totally dizzy.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

what happened? !

Xi Jiang hurriedly went to help her, but just as he bent down, he felt the Tianyan beads on Yingluo's earrings turn suddenly.

The mechanism rattled.

Xi Jianglan touched the earrings in a daze.

Sheng Jiao is here?