The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

"No, no, you are my god!" Ming Tan could not wait to slap his lips.

Shen Liuxiang's expression moved slightly, and he vaguely guessed his identity.

In heartthrob novels, every good man can't love Su Baiche.

The Great Thousand Sect Master, Ming Tan, is no exception.

His transformation is quite special. At first, he was a super admirer of Shen Liuxiang. For the **** he said, he killed Su Baiche four times in three parties. The most shocking one was that he used the magic of ghosts to exchange his life for his life. Almost brought the novel to the end!

However, he still did not escape the law of Zhenxiang, and he was influenced by Su Baiche in the later period and became another powerful admirer.

And face the gods of the past.

I'm sorry, the fan turned black, and I stepped back to the kind that was particularly powerful.

Shen Liuxiang has an occupational disease.

Fans turn black or something, absolutely not, that is an insult to his strength!

What's so good about following Su Baiche?

Zhou Xuanlan is immortal, and you and others are cannon fodder after all.

It's better to follow him honestly to start a career, develop a large thousand schools, study ghost Taoism, and become a ghost Taoist master is not a dream.

Shen Liuxiang glanced left and right, walked to the side of the road, folded a small willow branch, and knotted it casually to make it look like a bracelet.

"A welcome gift for you," he handed Ming Tan.

This ceremony can be said to be very perfunctory, but Ming Tan was suddenly short of breath, and his heart was about to jump out.

Xianjun gave him a gift?

"But I'm not worthy of such a precious thing!" Ming Tan's eyes filled with tears, and he felt that he had no regrets in this life.

Shen Liuxiang: "Then I will throw it away."

"No!!" Ming Tan was heart-wrenching, grabbed it, and put the wicker chain in his arms like a brat, "Xianjun, don't hurt it, come at me if you are angry."

Shen Liuxiang, a famous fan in the past, was particularly kind in the face of the only fanboy in the world, and asked if he wanted to peel lotus seeds with him.

It is impossible to ask for a meditation.

When he arrived at the lotus pond, he didn't let Shen Liuring do anything, not even using magic, he had to peel it off himself.

Shen Liuxiang was happy and relaxed, seeing that he was almost done, wrapped a lot of plump and tender lotus seeds in lotus leaves, and said generously, "I cook lotus seed soup at night, and I'll give you a bowl, but it's a pity that there are no white fungus and red dates."

Ming Tan: "There are towns scattered around Qing Lingzong, just buy them."

Shen Liuxiang made no secret: "I'm shy in my pocket."

Without saying a word, Ming Tan pulled down the storage bag at his waist, and the spirit stones poured out like running water, "The terrain of Daqianzong is not good, and everything is lacking, but there is only one spirit mine that does not lack spirit stones, Xianjun, please accept it and change it. I'll be sending you some."

Shen Liuxiang waved his hand: "It's not right."

Ming Tan was silent for a while, grabbed a spiritual stone, and smashed it into pieces with a "click", "Since Xianjun doesn't want it, these spiritual stones have no value, and I will send them on the road."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

You bastard, I want to send you on the road!

"I'll take one piece and save the rest for me."

Ming Tan nodded and said yes, and then carefully put the spirit stone back into the storage bag.

Shen Liuxiang turned the crystal clear spiritual stone in his hand, "No merit, no reward, during the few days you stayed in Qing Lingzong, I will guide you and walk around."

Ming Tan was flattered: "Is it really possible?"

Shen Liu nodded.

At night, Zhou Xuanlan finished his practice, returned to Chaoyun Peak, and saw Shen Liuxiang's room was pitch-dark with no lights.

He frowned, remembering what Ling Jinye said in the daytime: "I saw Shen Xianjun and Daqian Sect Master peeling lotus seeds in Wuwanggu today. They seem to be very familiar. Did they know each other before?"

He couldn't answer this question.

Thinking about it carefully, he didn't have much interaction with the master, but it was always excellent without anyone disturbing his practice.

After two or three days, Zhou Xuanlan practiced at the Juichun River.

The setting sun sprinkled on the white gravel, shining brightly, Ling Jinye was beside him, rubbing his arms and complaining: "Master asks me to pick peach blossoms for him every day, I am so tired that my back hurts, Xuan Lan, it's your master, He didn't let you do these chores."

Zhou Xuanlan lowered his eyes slightly and inserted his sword into the gravel.

No word.

Master recently left early in the morning and returned late, Chao Yunfeng could not see anyone, and occasionally bumped into him somewhere in the sect, and there was always a big thousand sect master beside him.

Seeing him, he was very cold and didn't even say a word.

Zhou Xuanlan felt a little uncomfortable. He closed his eyes, put aside his miscellaneous thoughts, and buried himself in hard work.

The moonlight is dim, and the night is as black as ink.

Zhou Xuanlan deliberately delayed returning to Yunfeng than usual, but he never thought that Shen Liuxiang's room was still not bright at all.

He stared for a while, a self-deprecating expression on his lips.

Soul protection clothing, practice spells, holy fruit...

Throw it away after you use it, it's really a good teacher.

Zhou Xuanlan pulled away the coldness in his eyes, turned back to the room, and the moment the door opened, his eyes narrowed.

There are many rooms in Chaoyunfeng, but the furnishings in the rooms are extremely simple, with only basic beds, tables and chairs. After Zhou Xuanlan moved in, he did not add anything else, so although the room was very spacious, it was very simple.

But this time, the interior has a new look.

There was a long case by the window, a pavilion of treasures appeared out of thin air on the wall, and there was a small golden incense burner around the corner, emitting a faint fragrance.

Zhou Xuanlan stepped into the inner room, and in the sight, the gauze embroidered with gold thread faintly shone with golden light in the dim light.

"Dang dang dang," Shen Liuxiang pushed aside the veil, his head popped out, and a hand as white as jade held a burning candle, "It's your birthday!"

At the end of April, Zhou Xuanlan's birthday.

It's not that Shen Liuxiang remembers it clearly, but he really saw Zhou Fan's powerful He Sheng ability, and he can't forget that all the black fans in the book review forum forum were killed over and over again on that day, and they were slaughtered.

In the past few days, Shen Liuxiang was thinking about this matter, and asked Shang Mingtan to go to the surrounding towns with him again and again to pick out gifts.

Too late to choose a satisfactory one.

Occasionally, I remembered a section of the car that was driven in the original work - the bed curtain swayed lightly, the flowers embroidered with gold threads were placed on the thin wrist, the long and white fingers clenched the curtain tightly, trembling endlessly, when the **** reached the top. At a certain moment, the white fingertips tightened suddenly, pulling the golden veil down...

This reminded Shen Liuxiang that although it was not detailed in the book, Zhou Xuanlan seemed to have a soft spot for bright things.

In the later period, the huge sleeping hall was like a big treasure house. Gold nuggets and spirit stones were piled up everywhere, shining brightly everywhere.

Jinwu Zangjiao is no lie.

Shen Liuxiang didn't have the spirit stone to send, so after thinking about it, he bought a basket of gold-encrusted objects and put them in Zhou Xuanlan's house as a gift.

"Come blow the candles," he said.

The wax oil is almost flowing into the palm of your hand.

Zhou Xuanlan leaned over and leaned closer, his eyes fell on Master's face, and by the candlelight, he could see the delicate eyebrows, which were incomparably beautiful against the halo.

"Thank you, Master." His eyes drooped slightly, and then he gently blew out the candle.

birthday? Zhou Xuanlan did not.

I don't know where I came from, when I have no birthday.

But since the master thought it was today, it will be from now on.

Shen Liuxiang returned to the room and shook his head helplessly.

The apprentice is so good that he blows the candle when he tells him to blow it, even though he doesn't know why.

He originally planned to grab Zhou Xuanlan's chance before he grew up, so as not to join forces with Su Baiche to get him in the future, but in the face of such a good apprentice, he couldn't do anything at all.

"The concubine can't do it!"

Shen Liu let out an angry roar, and fell down on the bed reluctantly.

The lotus seeds that were peeled last time were eaten as sweet beans, and Shen Liuxiang went to Wuliang Valley again, but he didn't expect to meet Su Baiche on the way.

He put on a snow suit, hugged Zhang Guqin, and then came back after playing the qin for Ao Yue. When he saw Shen Liuxiang, his expression was slightly stunned, and he immediately showed a light smile, "Xianjun came to Wuxianggu to do something."

Shen Liu raised his hand and gently shook the lotus seeds wrapped in lotus leaves: "Drinking lotus seed soup, I'll bring you a bowl, I think you will like the taste of it."

I heard that white lotus and lotus seed soup are the best match.

Su Baiche declined, nodded slightly, and passed him by.

Away from sight, Su Baiche lowered his face, pinched the end of the piano with his fingertips, and said coldly, "You mean, Sheng Minguo is on him?"

Tong Xi: "I feel the spirit fruit breath."

There was a haze in plain white eyes.

Ling Ye didn't pursue the spiritual fruit that he was thinking of was stolen, but now it seems that he is clearly covering up Shen Liuxiang.

"Didn't you say that Ling Ye is more partial to me, is that such a partiality method?!"

Tong Xi's tone was slightly solemn: "Shen Liuxiang's breakthrough to the realm of spiritual transformation is a great help to the sect, and his status in Ling Ye's heart will naturally rise."

Su Baiche's anger came from his heart: "What's the use of me asking you? I only know that if you let me play the piano to a dog, my **** fingertips are broken!"

He was half a step away from the God Transformation Realm, and he wanted to rely on Shengminguo to break through, but who knew that it would fall into Shen Liuxiang's hands like this, how could he not be angry.

"These are not useless efforts, didn't you notice that Ao Yue has been staring at your fingers today."

"Who pays attention to where the dog's eyes look."

Tong Xi didn't give up: "On the day of the disciple's big competition, Ao Yue will escape and wait for an opportunity to attack Ling Ye. You have to save Ling Ye with your life."

Su Baiche's face was indifferent: "Impossible, I will cherish my life."

With a full blow from the Tengu, it can directly drive him into Huangquan, the kind that no one can save.

Tong Xi explained patiently: "Ao Yue will stop when she sees you rushing, and the force on you will definitely be less than 30%."

Su Baiche sneered: "What if he doesn't stop."

Tong Xi said triumphantly, "I will definitely stop, he already loves you in his heart."

An indescribable expression appeared on Su Baiche's face.

For him, so many men like it, it's really not something to be happy about.

"Zheng" sound, the strings broke.

Guqin was thrown to the ground, Su Baiche raised his foot, and kicked him twice as if venting his anger.

Fuck it!

Why does he have to be the Virgin White Lotus when someone else wears Long Aotian? !