The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

One hand quickly grabbed Zhou Xuanlan, and the sound of thumping water settled down.

Zhou Xuanlan stared at the screen, and there was a tick in the warm pool behind him. The people in the pool seemed to be taking off their clothes. After a while, they grabbed his arm with another hand.

After Shen Liuxiang finished taking a rough bath, he shook his eyes, picked up the clothes placed on the shore, dawdled for a long time, put them on one by one according to the steps that Zhou Xuanlan said, and tugged at his sleeve, "Okay."

Zhou Xuanlan picked up the man from the bath, and saw that it was wet, and put his hand on Shen Liuxiang's hair, drying it with spiritual power.

"Fang Cai, why don't you dare to look at me." Shen Liuxiang couldn't stand still, and had to press his forehead against his shoulder.

Zhou Xuanlan looked cold: "It's not that I don't dare, it's that I'm not interested in you."

"Then who are you interested in?"

"……nothing."

Zhou Xuanlan took someone out of the bathroom, fed the hangover soup, and after drinking the hangover soup, she leaned in front of the bed curtain, squatted and pointed at the large bed, "Are you going to be thrown out when you fall asleep?"

Zhou Xuanlan: "Your room."

So Shen Liuxiang slowly fell on the bed, tired from tossing in the bath, and closed his eyes quietly.

The room was silent for a while. Zhou Xuanlan, who was standing beside the bed, leaned over, pinched his chin with his fingers, and looked at his fair cheeks repeatedly.

I haven't discovered it before, this person has a good skin, and he has a lot of ability to seduce people.

Zhou Xuanlan snorted and let go, turned and returned to the bedroom.

Before dawn the next day, Shen Liuxiang sobered up and rushed to the bedroom with his forehead on, talking about what happened last night.

Zhou Xuanlan sat up from the bed: "I won't give Ni scales to the imperial palace, I'm looking for the wrong person."

Shen Liuxiang frowned, Zhou Xuanlan glanced at him, "I'm going to Yanming City today."

Shen Liuxiang frowned lightly, and went to the outside world. Maybe there was a chance to contact the Palace of God, so he said, "I'll go too."

Zhou Xuanlan got up: "You have a reverse scale, so naturally you have to follow."

***

The streets of Yanming City were full of people coming and going.

Zhou Xuanlan accepted the coercion: "I want to leave for a while, you stay in the city by yourself."

Gu Tie was here, and he came to look for someone.

Shen Liuxiang squeezed the empty purse, the spiritual stones earned in the demon world were gone, and now he was poor and white, and he couldn't even drink saliva in the city.

He said, "Give me some spirit stones."

Zhou Xuanlan said, "Why give it to you?"

"Back then, you lost the competition on purpose and caused me to lose ten thousand spirit stones!"

Shen Liuxiang covered his heart, over the past few years, thinking about it is still like a knife, "I'm your creditor, don't try to deny it."

Zhou Xuanlan looked at him with a heart-wrenching look, and raised her eyebrows lightly, she guessed it really happened, but: "I don't remember what you said alone. Besides, what is your apprentice's doing, why should it be counted on my head? I'll pay it back."

Shen Liuxiang's eyes widened, this is the standard rogue!

He spat out fiercely in his heart, and stretched out his right hand towards Zhou Xuanlan.

"No."

Shen Liuxiang stretched out his left hand.

"No."

Shen Liuxiang stretched out his open hands together, Zhou Xuanlan smiled but not smiled: "I said no..."

Before he finished speaking, a small figure with a white robe and a golden crown appeared.

Yuan Ying stood on Shen Liuxiang's hands, learned to ask for movements, raised his two soft white hands, raised his head and said, "Brother here, give me some spiritual stones."

Zhou Xuanlan had never seen such a person asking for spirit stones. Looking at one big and one small, she was silent for a while, her thin lips still couldn't help hooking, and she put the storage bag in Shen Liuxiang's palm, "Enough for you to buy the whole city."

Shen Liuxiang happily accepted it.

After the people left, he walked down the street, tossing the storage bag with one hand and looking around.

In order not to cause a commotion, Shen Liuxiang used the disguise technique to find out if he could pass the news to the imperial palace.

Shen Liuxiang approached and saw the big three words Poqiong Pavilion on the door plaque.

This is a business pavilion that appeared ten years ago. It involves many fields. It can buy and sell news, send and receive tasks, and auction things. It is already well-known in the mainland.

Shen Liuxiang entered, just in time to hear the dull sound of trading, "Have a million spirit stones, three times, the deal."

Shen Liuxiang was surprised that so many spiritual stones were not available to ordinary cultivators. While thinking about it, he saw a black stone that seemed familiar to him being carried by the five foundation-building cultivators and went upstairs to the private room.

"Young Master Xu really has a lot of money, and half a million spirit stones don't even blink an eye!"

"This is the Xu family, the young master of the No. 1 artifact refining family in the mainland. It's not surprising that he is so rich."

"Don't be so strange, this is the Sansheng Stone of the Demon Capital back then. There are only three in the world. The other two are in the Imperial Palace and Qing Lingzong. Such a treasure, half a million is a shit! Believe it or not, there are people who buy five million spirit stones. !"

"What?! Then why did Young Master Xu Ziyue call out 500,000 yuan and no one is chasing the price?"

"Stupid, he is the emperor's cousin, who dares to follow the price! Today, who doesn't know that the Xu family is backed by the emperor, and the style of the family has changed over the years, from top to bottom, it seems to want to become the first family in the mainland. "

"Then it's not a loss for us to break the vault!"

"There is no other way, only to admit that I am unlucky. Who made Xu Ziyue like the emperor. Before he came to the demon world, the emperor gave him a jade pendant, which is said to have a soul imprint!"

"Hey, don't say it, just because of this soul imprint, Xu Ziyue is arrogant and arrogant all over the demon world, but no one can get him."

"Shh! It's here!"

The only person knocked on the door: "Master, the younger ones have brought Sanshengshi."

No one answered, this person was about to knock again, a group of attendants walked out of the elegant room and surrounded Sanshengshi and a few monks at the foundation-building stage.

The atmosphere in the air condensed, a young man dressed in fancy clothes and a purple jade crown appeared, his eyes did not fall on the Sansheng Stone, but looked at a few foundation-building cultivators who carried the stone, half a smile.

"Break these people's mouths and pull out their tongues to see if they can chew their tongues."

The sound of Shen Liu mixed into it: "..."

The cultivator carrying the Sansheng Stone beside him was so frightened that he ran away in a hurry, but he was surrounded by several Jindan stage attendants, and it was difficult to fly.

"Hurry up and don't splatter blood on the stones,"

Xu Ziyue snorted coldly, and was returning to the room with her sleeves turned. She saw the young man standing beside Sanshengshi. His appearance was plain, but he did not kneel or panic, and he stood out against the people around him.

"Who are you? Why don't you kneel!"

Shen Liu smiled loudly: "I'm afraid that after I kneel, your legs will be gone."

Xu Ziyue was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, winked at the attendant who was close to Shen Liuxiang, the attendant understood, and immediately grabbed Shen Liuxiang with someone next to him.

Shen Liuxiang held the black stone in his hand, turned over and jumped to the other side, and avoided it.

Two Jindan cultivators attacked, and it was not easy for him to dodge a blow. The surrounding servants were staring at him, unable to compete. Shen Liuxiang frowned, looked at Xu Ziyue, and said bluntly: "I'm here to find Xu Xingchen."

"Presumptuous! You can call the emperor's name too!" Xu Ziyue was furious and asked his attendants to attack him.

At this time, the young man standing beside Sansheng Stone said, "I'm Shen Liuxiang, just tell him the news."

The cultivator who attacked looked horrified and stopped suspiciously. Xu Ziyue's face changed, and when the young man unlocked the disguise technique, revealing his handsome and fair face, he was shocked and his eyes changed instantly.

Shen Liuxiang revealed his identity. First, Xu Ziyue is willing to spread the news. Second, he is unwilling. If the matter is bigger, the situation of the Xu family can also be spread to the imperial palace.

Xu Ziyue was horrified, stared at the handsome young man with black hair, and whispered, "It turns out that he really lived."

He came to Yanming City because he heard that the former Shen Shaojun had been resurrected, and came to check the situation. Now that it really appeared, Xu Ziyue showed killing intent in his eyes. He heard from his father that the emperor chose not his cousin, but this person. Fortunately, he died!

Now that Shen Liuxiang is alive, although it is only in the foundation-building period, it may also threaten his cousin, and it would be better to kill people silently.

Xu Ziyue made up her mind and ordered, "Kill!"

But several attendants showed hesitant expressions, and Xu Ziyue's face was ashen with anger, "Kill the others, and leave no one alive, I will come here in person."

He has already entered the realm of God Transformation, and killing a foundation-building stage is as simple as stepping on an ant. With a flick of his body, he appears in front of Shen Liuxiang and slaps it with a palm.

Xu Ziyue didn't let go, and he was sure to die.

"boom--!"

The entire Broken Dome Pavilion vibrated, the tables and chairs fell to the ground, and the tiles were turned over.

The people in Po Qiong Pavilion rushed to hear the movement, and the moment they saw the figure of Xuan Pao, they all knelt on the ground in shock.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

Xu Ziyue got up amidst exclamations and coughed up blood.

He looked at Zhou Xuanlan, who had rescued him, with three points of fear on his face and seven points of disdain: "Who am I supposed to be, it turns out to be the Demon Emperor."

Xu Ziyue moved the jade pendant from her waist, the cousin and the demon emperor were not at odds with each other, so don't be afraid at this time, not to mention, there is only a demon emperor, his cousin is the emperor of Shenqi Mountain!

"The demon emperor has a lot of guts to shoot at me, aren't you afraid of drawing out the emperor's soul imprint!"

Zhou Xuanlan turned his face sideways: "I'm here to spread the news."

Shen Liuxiang laughed dryly and pointed to Xu Ziyue: "You solve him first, I'll watch from the side."

As Shen Liuxiang said, he used his spiritual power to swipe to the side, and without paying attention, his body collided with a large black stone.

A light flashed on it, and a line of text appeared.

Shen Liuxiang didn't know if Zhou Xuanlan saw it or not, but he felt a chill behind him and he slipped faster.

He found a safe place, raised his head, and felt a powerful soul imprint from Xu Ziyue's body, which burst out suddenly, Zhou Xuanlan raised his eyebrows slightly, and set up a barrier for Shen Liuxiang.

In the next instant, there was a rumbling sound in Poqiong Pavilion, and the entire area was swept away.

The smoke filled the sky, Shen Liuxiang waved his sleeves, Zhou Xuanlan removed the barrier beside him, "Leave."

Shen Liuxiang glanced behind him: "Where's Xu Ziyue?"

Zhou Xuanlan: "Alive."

Shen Liuxiang was surprised: "You have left."

Zhou Xuanlan squinted: "He also has a soul imprint of Emperor Xingchen on his body. If he forcibly breaks it, this city will not be guaranteed."

Di Xingchen is also very different from what he remembers. If nothing else, the original cultivation base is not so profound.

Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, and said, "After all, it's his cousin, so it's inevitable that you should be more concerned."

"It's just one of his dogs," Zhou Xuanlan sneered. "Because it's good at barking, and the dog follows people's potential, it was specially brought to the demon world."

Shen Liuxiang frowned: "What do you mean?"

"The worst provocation,"

Zhou Xuanlan stretched out his hand and wiped off a smear of dust on Shen Liuxiang's cheeks.

He was startled, looked down at the unconscious hand, and his face suddenly sank.

Shen Liuxiang grinned, touched his face, and was planning to take advantage of the victory to pursue and ask for an explanation from Zhou Xuanlan, who was taking advantage of others. The other party lowered his hand, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Shen Liuxiang stretched out his hand and fluttered into the air, pursed his lips and said nothing, and more and more sights were cast around him.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering the tomb of Zhongling Mountain outside the city, bought a shovel on the side of the road, and ran away in a hurry.

The storage bag is still inside and has to be dug out.

Ao Yue did not lie, Zhongling Mountain has beautiful scenery, abundant spiritual energy, and a mountain of orange trees.

Shen Liuxiang went up the mountain, picked oranges and ate all the way, and finally found a tomb on the top of the mountain with his name engraved on the tombstone.

Although this place is not bad, the tomb is lonely on the top of the mountain, and it looks quite desolate. Shen Liuxiang felt terrible. With one eye open and the other closed, he picked up a shovel and found a suitable location to start digging.

But a shovel went down, and a layer of invisible enchantment covering the tomb was suddenly inspired.

The force of the counterattack was like thousands of cold swords passing through, and the icy sword energy directly knocked the person who attacked the tomb into the air, the figure in red slammed into the thick tree trunk, and the tree fell in response.

Shen Liuxiang spat out a mouthful of blood, his five internal organs were in severe pain, one leg was heavily pressed by a tree, and it was difficult to move when he lay on the ground.

After a long while, Shen Liu sighed slowly and looked at the tomb not far away without a word.

Who is the barrier set up in order to protect his tomb from interference, his cultivation base is low and weak, he can't detect the existence of the barrier, and digging with a shovel has triggered the barrier and is within the attack range.

"Oh...it hurts,"

Shen Liuxiang moaned in pain, his legs couldn't be pulled out from under the tree, and his whole body was in pain.

The flood washed the Dragon King Temple, and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while.

Shen Liuxiang raised his hand, wiped the dust on his clothes with one hand, and was about to gather his spiritual power to summon Ni scales and let Zhou Xuanlan come to save him, when a pair of white boots suddenly appeared in front of him.

Shen Liuxiang raised his head and met his ice-clear eyes.

Ye Bingran's pupils shrank suddenly, and a sword broke through the sky and the tree. Shen Liuxiang climbed out of the bottom, sat up, and wiped the blood from his lips: "Thank you."

Ye Bingran, dressed in white, squatted on the ground, her lips trembling: "You..."

Shen Liuxiang found that Ye Bingran's appearance has not changed, but his temperament has changed a lot. It is not as cold and cold as he used to be thousands of miles away. Now he is a little more human, and it is estimated that his mood has improved a lot over the years.

He saw Ye Bingran's shocked expression, and smiled: "I'm still alive, thank you for sweeping my tomb for thirteen years."

Ye Bingran clenched his fingertips. Three years ago, the consciousness that penetrated into the ground found that the corpse was missing, and there were traces of spells inside. He vaguely guessed that Shen Liuxiang was still alive, but there were powerful spells covering his tracks, but he did not expect it to be true. of.

Shen Liuxiang rubbed his right leg and hurt the bone. He narrowed one eye in pain and asked, "How have you been all these years?"

"...It's okay."

Ye Bingran looked at Shen Liuxiang's embarrassed look, and then glanced at the shovel next to the tomb, which was broken in two, "Did the barrier I set up hurt you?"

"Huh?" Shen Liuxiang blinked and laughed, "No, I'm here to go to my grave, but unfortunately I was knocked down by a big tree... There's no way to do it during the foundation building period, I'm laughing."

Ye Bingran was silent for a moment, then reached out and tentatively pinched his calf.

Shen Liuxiang groaned in pain immediately: "Light, light."

Ye Bingran said: "The medicinal herbs on my body are still in the foundation-building stage, so you can't use them."

"I know, it's okay,"

Shen Liuxiang rested his hands on the ground and used his strength to get up, "Someone will wait...?!"

Before he finished speaking, a sense of dangling struck.

"excuse me,"

Ye Bingran stretched out his hand and picked up the young man on the ground, "I'll take you down the mountain first."

Shen Liuxiang was stunned, and looked up at the jaw line that was close at hand, like waking up from a dream, unable to struggle with leg pain, so he patted Ye Bingran's shoulder with his hand, "No need, let me down."

Ye Bingran paused slightly: "Your leg is injured."

Shen Liuxiang: "It's okay, let me down."

Ye Bingran looked at him for a moment, and was about to nod his head when he found Shen Liuxiang's body froze slightly, "What's wrong?"

He followed Shen Liuxiang's line of sight and saw a figure standing in a mysterious robe not far away. I don't know how long it had been, and Ye Bingran's hand tightened as he was about to release it.

Zhou Xuanlan's eyebrows were low, and his face seemed to be frozen, and he walked towards the two step by step, the cold aura emanating from his body made people shudder.

"Come here," he approached, extending his hand.

Shen Liuxiang met those gloomy black eyes, and his heart throbbed, like sitting on pins and needles.

"My leg is injured," he explained in a hurry, pressing his elbow against Ye Bingran's chest, "Someone has come to pick me up, let me down."

Ye Bingran stared at Zhou Xuanlan like an enemy, and only responded to Shen Liu: "Don't move around, I will be distracted. He is not in a good state now, and I can't give you to him."

Ye Bingran knew that Zhou Xuanlan's temperament had changed drastically, but he had not met him in more than ten years. At this time, seeing Zhou Xuanlan's cold eyes, he felt very dangerous.

Shen Liuxiang is now in the foundation-building stage, and he recklessly handed it over to Zhou Xuanlan, and he has no resistance in the opponent's hands.

Where would Ye Bingran hand over people?

"He's fine, don't worry about it," Shen Liuxiang said in a hurry, "Let me down!"

Ye Bingran frowned suddenly, with a hesitant look on his face.

On the other hand, Zhou Xuanlan exhausted all his patience, and his gloomy eyes fell on Ye Bingran, with bloodthirsty intent in his eyes, "In this case, this seat can only ask you to die."

When the words fell, the overwhelming dark clouds shrouded the sky over Zhongling Mountain, the cold wind whistled on the top of the mountain, and a thick layer of sand was blown up on the ground, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Zhou Xuanlan shot very quickly, with undisguised killing intent.

Ni scales are on Shen Liuxiang, and he is not worried about hurting him. Ye Bingran doesn't know this, and uses his spiritual power to protect Shen Liuxiang while fighting the enemy.

Seeing this, Zhou Xuanlan's eyes were even more murderous.

The two of them now have the ability to overturn mountains and seas in every move, and Shen Liuxiang is involved in it, and the pressure alone is enough to make him dizzy and almost unable to open his eyes.

When the world was spinning, he smelled a strong **** smell, and the next moment his back hit a chest, and his waist was tightly bound.

Three figures landed.

Ye Bingran vomited blood, frowned, and looked at Shen Liuxiang worriedly: "...Sorry."

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes were deep and his voice was cold: "I'll leave this to myself on Huangquan Road."

Under the black sleeve robe, Zhou Xuanlan's sharply articulated fingers curled up, exerting powerful spiritual power, and was about to attack Ye Bingran when he was firmly grasped by a pair of hands.

"Stop! Stop hurting people!"

Zhou Xuanlan turned his face to the side, stared at Shen Liu for a while, and the corners of his lips raised an icy arc: "I prefer it."

Shen Liuxiang frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "Reverse scale."

Zhou Xuanlan's spiritual power dissipated, and he looked at him in disbelief. His heart seemed to have been slashed by a thousand swords. The pain was unprecedented, and the pain almost suffocated him, "You want to use reverse scales against me for this person?"

"No, I would never use it against you."

Shen Liuxiang shook his head and took out the inverse scale, "Don't you want the inverse scale, I'll give it to you, don't hurt anyone again."

The inverse scales are scattered with black and moisturizing light, which is reflected in Zhou Xuanlan's eyes.

Hearing Shen Liuxiang saying that he wasn't going to deal with him with reverse scales, his rationality on the verge of collapse pulled back a little.

The black eyes stared at Ni scale, and then at Shen Liuxiang.

"Okay, let him go."

Zhou Xuanlan compromised and slowly stretched out his hand towards Ni Lin, but at the moment when he was about to touch, his slender hand suddenly turned.

He grabbed his thin and white wrist, took Shen Liuxiang into his arms, and said in a low voice, "But I don't want to go against the scales, I want you."