The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Zhou Xuanlan bit into small pieces of candy man, her thin lips twitched, and the sweetness flowed from her teeth to her heart.

He stared at the person in front of him, his mind moved slightly, and the main body, who was separated by 108,000 miles, noticed it, reacted, and moved closer to Shen Liuxiang, with a little smile in his voice, "This disciple also wants to sweeten Master. "

Shen Liuxiang: "?"

It's hard to buy a candy man for him.

The avatar's eyes fell on the corners of the pale red lips, the Adam's apple rolled, and the heart was about to jump out. I don't know how many pairs of eyes stared on the street, not to mention that I didn't make it clear, how could I just kiss the master in public. .

But the main body...

After hesitating, Zhou Xuanlan's eyes flashed, and his face suddenly came close to Shen Liuxiang, his breath brushed over the red lips, and he was about to drop a kiss.

A loud shout came from the front: "What are you doing behind?"

Zhou Xuanlan paused, Shen Liuxiang turned his head, saw Xu Xingchen who had stopped in front of him, and shouted for them to follow quickly.

Looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, Shen Liuxiang raised his hand and pressed his forehead, pushed it back, and then touched his cheek, "What's the matter, is there something on my face?"

Zhou Xuanlan: "…"

His slightly gloomy eyes fell on Xu Xingchen. Xu Xingchen had no idea about this, but the news of the bewitching pill had been settled, and the whole person was refreshed. When he returned to the Chuangyun Pavilion, he greeted Jin Xiaojiu, "Serve some good tea. Come."

Xu Xingchen pushed open the door, entered the room and closed the window, released his consciousness to sweep, turned around, and for a moment forgot the name of the person who came from Jianzong, glanced at Shen Liu, and moved his brows suggestively.

Shen Liuxiang looked at Ye Bingran. He didn't take a close look before, but it would be very dusty at first glance.

Ye Bing's robe was stained with a lot of dust, and the jade crown tied his long hair loose, and his eyes were bloodshot. It seemed that he had been on the road without rest.

Shen Liuxiang said, "Why don't you rest first."

Ye Bingran shook his head, took out a pill from the storage bag, and handed it over: "What you want."

He explained: "This is what Lan alchemist left in the past, and the master asked me to hand it over to you. Although the medicinal pill refined according to this medicinal formula can change the breath of the demon clan, it is not perfect, it is easy to lose its effect, and it will cause Repair is damaged."

Shen Liuxiang took it and glanced at him, then looked at him again: "You came here on purpose for the disciple of the Sword Sect?"

Ye Bingran tapped his jaw. Not long ago, Jianzong and his party disappeared from the demon world. Before the accident, a small piece of news was sent back. They were ambushed by the demon clan, and the other party came prepared.

Jianzong sent people to investigate and found some clues. It happened that Shen Liuxiang arrived. Lan Xiaosheng asked Ye Bingran to bring Dan Fang and rushed to Qilin City. He touched the formation below, and was entangled by a few strands of flames and almost dragged into the abyss.

Thinking of this, Ye Bingran said to the person who tapped the table with his finger: "I haven't thanked you yet."

Zhou Xuanlan said indifferently, "I'm just testing the power of the formation."

Those disciples and those in charge of escorting disappeared under his eyes, without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, nor did the formation pattern appear. If the formation was caused by the formation, this formation would be no trivial matter.

After giving the pill recipe, Ye Bingran didn't say any more, didn't even take a sip of tea, got up and said, "I have other important things, I will leave earlier."

Shen Liuxiang knew that he was worried about the disciples in the sect, so he didn't persuade him much. He took out an item from the storage bag and threw it away, "Map of Qilin City."

Ye Bingran raised his hand to catch it: "Thank you."

He looked at Shen Liuxiang, the coldness in his eyes dissipated unconsciously, the figure who should have left paused, his face hesitated, and he asked abruptly, "Has Sect Master Ling ever been in contact with you?"

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows: "There have been letters, why?"

Ye Bingran held the map with her slender fingers, and when she heard the words, she squeezed it tightly, but she hesitated: "Although there are differences between relatives and acquaintances, I say this as if to sow discord, but..."

He paused slightly and said, "You have to be careful with him."

After all, Ye Bingran saw Shen Liuxiang frowned, her eyes drooping slightly, and her clear eyes showed a little helplessness.

"Farewell."

Ling Ye and Shen Liuxiang have been brothers for many years, and their friendship is naturally stronger than that of an outsider like him.

Ye Bingran didn't know if he was thinking too much.

In the past few years, he vaguely remembered some things, especially why he thought that the boy in white was plain white.

At that time, in the wind and snow, he chased out, but he didn't see the figure of the boy in white clothes. Instead, he met a handsome young man in green clothes. He recognized this young man, Ling Ye, a disciple of Qingling who became famous in the world of self-cultivation, so he stopped. pace.

After the salute, I asked a question or two.

The young man Ling Ye lowered his eyes and looked at him for a long while, his warm and jade-like face burst into a smile, "In white clothes, it is naturally my disciple Su Bai Che."

"Plain, white, clear—"

The young Ye Bingran silently recited the three words and remembered them in his heart, and one memory lasted for decades.

The blood moon faded away, Ye Bingran raised his eyes and looked at the night, holding his sword and leaving the Chuangyun Pavilion.

Ling Ye is now the leader of the Immortal Dao, and his character is naturally unquestionable. He didn't know whether Ling Ye was a real misunderstanding or intentional, until he secretly investigated and found that there was no such person as Su Bai Che among Qing Ling's disciples.

With Ling Ye's prestige in the world of comprehension, no one would believe this matter, and Shen Liuxiang would also think he was deliberately slandering.

Ye Bingran had no choice but to act as a villain and reminded him a little.

After getting the pill recipe, Shen Liuxiang couldn't wait to fiddle with it. Zhou Xuanlan thought about the strange formation in the suburbs and felt uneasy, so he took Luo Yu and others away.

Before leaving, he pointedly said: "Master, the demon kings are fighting openly and secretly. If I find a flaw in the other party, I will not let it go..."

Shen Liuxiang sniffed the spirit grass in his hand, and raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "You can just be your own, I'll be mine."

Zhou Xuanlan frowned, nodded and left.

On the side, Xu Xingchen held his lower jaw and watched Shen Liuxiang pick and choose the spirit grass. The next morning, he got up and left.

He yawned: "Where?"

Shen Liuxiang: "The Mansion of the Seven Demon Kings."

According to what Ye Bingran said, the side effect of the bewildering pill was consistent with Wenren Qin's situation in the blood moon. It should have been eaten by Wenren Qin. He wanted to get some blood on Wenren Qin's body to see what kind of spirit grass it was. , after such a long time, the effect is still there.

Shen Liu rang to the door of the mansion, and there was no one around. He stuck his head in, looked left and right, and saw a familiar figure shouting loudly.

Xiong You froze behind him, sweating profusely, hurriedly rushed to the door, and said in a low voice, "Don't make a sound, the city lord is resting."

Shen Liuxiang frowned: "But I have something to do with him."

Xiong Youzheng said that he had also waited for the big thing, and the spiritual energy around him was condensed. Wenren Qin just got up from the bed, with fiery red hair loose, and his clothes were loose and opened to his chest.

He raised his hand and rubbed his brows, wiping away the dryness on his face, before looking at Shen Liuxiang: "What's the matter?"

Shen Liu snapped a silver needle between his fingers: "I want to get some blood."

Wen Ren Qin took him back to the room, took the robe and put it on, Shen Liuxiang looked around the room, accidentally caught a glimpse of the monster beast doll placed beside the pillow, and immediately opened his eyes wide.

Not this one?

Wen Renqin noticed his gaze and rolled up his sleeves: "A child gave it to me last night, saying that I was really cute."

Shen Liuxiang touched the tip of his nose: "I'm not very familiar with metamorphosis."

Wen Ren Qin chuckled: "I think it's good."

Shen Liuxiang's black eyelashes fanned, but did not respond, the silver needle pierced his arm, and he withdrew his hand in a moment, "Okay, do your words of the day count?"

Wen Ren Qin: "It counts."

Shen Liuxiang put the vial of blood into the storage bag, raised one corner of his lips, "In that case, get the scroll ready."

After saying that, he got up and flicked his sleeves, intending to leave.

Wen Ren Qin lowered his eyes, suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed his wrist, and whispered something beside his ear.

Suddenly, Shen Liuxiang thought he had heard it wrong.

He turned his head and stepped back, but his wrist was tightly gripped.

Wen Ren Qin repeated: "Be my demon queen."

Shen Liuxiang frowned, seeing that his expression was not meant to be a joke, he immediately became serious, cast a spell, and broke free with his wrist, "Thanks for the love, I don't mean it."

Wen Renqin looked at him with a serious expression: "You are my demon queen, not to mention scrolls, it is the entire demon world, and I will fetch it for you in the three realms."

Shen Liuxiang repeated: "No such intention."

The room was silent for a moment, Wen Ren Qin didn't show any surprise on his face, he only sighed with regret: "It's a pity—"

He stood with his hands behind his back and watched Shen Liuxiang walk out of the door, his face suddenly gloomy.

After a while, the corners of his lips slowly twitched again.

It doesn't matter, I don't expect it at all, but luckily he has a way.