The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

"There are so many people in the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Club, who is not good for you to meet by chance, why did you bump into my arms?"

"Let me advise you one last thing, stay away from that kid beside you, he is not easy."

Lu Li's words lingered in his ears.

Zhou Lang stood still, facing Su Qingchen outside the fence gate.

The moment he appeared, the young man's cold expression disappeared, and the frost melted in the corners of his eyes little by little.

Zhou Lang pursed his lips tightly, and walked towards the other party step by step in the warm sight of the other party.

The moment I walked out of the fence gate, the chrysanthemum garden behind me dissipated in the mist.

Zhou Lang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already returned to the guest room of Zhenbao Pavilion.

Warm breath close to the left ear.

Su Qingchen put his earlobe in his mouth, and whispered love words in his ear: "Xiao Lang, I can't wait for you to grow up."

Zhou Lang sneered, raised his hand, and slapped Su Qingchen across the face.

There was no warning about this slap, and a distinct slap print quickly appeared on Su Qingchen's side face.

Su Qingchen didn't even have the slightest bit of anger, but there was the usual accommodating and pity in his eyes.

He asked: "Xiao Lang, who made you angry again?"

Lu Li's words rang in his ears again.

"...Why did you bump into my arms?"

Why did he bump into Lu Li's arms?How could it be such a coincidence that the two wore the same mask?

How could it be so easily dispersed by the crowd?

Why was he allowed to go down the mountain so smoothly?

"Ah!"

Zhou Lang sneered, raised his hand and slapped the other half of Su Qingchen's face.

This slap was stronger than before, and another slap print appeared on Su Qingchen's face.

Su Qingchen said: "Little..."

"Shut up." Zhou Lang's eyes remained cold, "Kneel down."

Su Qingchen knelt down without hesitation, at the same time picked up Zhou Lang's hand, and pressed a kiss on the back of his hand.

Zhou Lang didn't withdraw his hand, and looked coldly at Su Qingchen whose cheeks were red and swollen and his temperament had completely lost.

Su Qingchen looked up at him, his eyes were full of tolerance.

He said: "Xiao Lang, can you return your anger?"

Even though Zhou Lang ignored him, his expression remained unchanged and he continued to kiss his fingers.

Zhou Lang didn't speak or move, allowing Su Qingchen to get close to him unilaterally, his eyes full of thoughts.

He was really curious, what was the purpose of this black heart lotus planning his encounter with Lu Li in every possible way?

After a long time, the boy let out a laugh.

Sunny and cheerful.

Su Qingchen raised her head and stretched her arms to reach his face.

Zhou Lang bent down, Su Qingchen's hand caressed his brows and eyes, and his eyes were also fascinated.

When the two faces were close together, their breathing became entangled.

Zhou Lang opened his lips and said softly: "Su Qingchen, you like me the most, don't you?"

Su Qingchen clasped the back of Zhou Lang's head and pressed down hard, "Naturally."

But when he was about to kiss the boy's lips, the other party turned his head and dodged it.

Zhou Lang pressed his lips against Su Qingchen's ear, "Since that's the case, it's not an exaggeration to give up the mere division mission for me."

Su Qingchen and Feng Ruoli went down the mountain this time in order to recruit disciples and bring some qualified disciples back to the mountain gate to participate in the school's apprentice recruitment election.

However, there is a way to recruit apprentices, and it is not aimlessly running around the world.

They have a clear destination, and Zhenbao Pavilion is the first stop of this trip.

After the Zhenbao Pavilion, the two of the major families and sects in the cultivation world had to visit one by one.

It would be the best if you can get the children of the first or second family to get started, but it's okay if you can't.

In the end, if there is still enough time, the two will consider flying a few mountains to test the aptitude of the farm boy.

If you're lucky, you might be able to return one or two talented babies.

It's just that no one has too much hope for this.

In other words, the purpose of this trip was to ask Su Qingchen and the two to recruit disciples and spread the prestige of Tianjimen.

In fact, it gave the two of them a chance to deal with the aristocratic family.

Needless to say, Feng Ruoli, he himself is the only son of the direct line of the Feng family, and one day he will inherit the Dafeng family business.

If you want to successfully secure the position of the head of the family, you have to deal with the family, so what's the point of just staying in the Tianjimen to practice?

Not to mention Su Qingchen.

As the talent in charge of the Tianji Sect, Su Qingchen is especially valued by the head of the sect.Sooner or later, this Tianji Gate will be in Su Qingchen's pocket.

Therefore, before he really takes over the sect, it must be very good to establish a good relationship with the various families.

Both Su Qingchen and Feng Ruoli knew about this matter.

Otherwise, Feng Ruoli, who has always been rigorous, would not openly invite Zhou Lang to the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party during the mission.

However, Zhou Lang asked Su Qingchen to give up the task of being a teacher.

In the past, Zhou Lang never asked Su Qingchen to choose between him and the teacher.

Su Qingchen's face was serious: "This matter needs to be discussed."

The Zhou family was destroyed, and Zhou Lang and Su Qingchen went through all kinds of hardships before successfully evading the pursuit of their enemies and sneaking into the Tianjimen.

Because of his excellent aptitude, Su Qingchen was valued by the head of the sect, and only then did he have a stable life in the future.

Right now, Zhou Lang dares to ask Su Qingchen to give up the mission of the teacher's school, but there is no guarantee that he will not ask Su Qingchen to abandon the teacher's school for him one day in the future.

But the reason Su Qingchen used to reject Zhou Lang didn't seem to have the slightest intention of defending the sect.

Su Qingchen said: "If it's because of Xiao Lang, it's fine to just refuse to listen to the teacher's orders, but it's not now."

He kissed Zhou Lang on the side of his face, "If I recklessly give up the task because of the soft words in my ear, I will inevitably be blamed by Master. I am not afraid of Master's blame, but I am afraid that I will lose Master's appreciation from now on. You must know that my current martial arts have not yet been completed. , the cultivation base is low, we must rely on the master to protect you and me, for this reason, the mission of the master is inescapable."

What he said made sense.

But Zhou Lang was simply unreasonable.

"It's only natural for Qingchen to have such scruples, but..."

Zhou Lang stared into Su Qingchen's eyes, "What if Qingchen is hijacked by a villain and has to temporarily give up the task of being a teacher?"

In just a moment, Su Qingchen heard the meaning behind Zhou Lang's words.

He panicked: "No! Don't make fun of your body!"

Zhou Lang didn't care about it, and pondered: "Hmm...the Yuanying cultivator who came from nowhere broke into the Zhenbao Pavilion and kidnapped the most proud disciple of the dignified Tianji Sect. It's very good, very good to say so."

Without waiting for Su Qingchen to move, the coercion of the Nascent Soul powerhouse erupted from his body.

The domineering spiritual power turned into a sword blade, rushing here and there in the room.

A good guest room was destroyed in an instant.

The moment the coercion dissipated, red blood spurted from the corner of Zhou Lang's mouth.

Zhou Lang looked at Su Qingchen's pale face, kissed Su Qingchen, and poured all the blood from his mouth to Su Qingchen.

After letting go, Zhou Lang whispered in Su Qingchen's ear, "Is the taste of my blood delicious?"

Su Qingchen's face was pale, except for a pair of blood-stained lips, which were extremely red.

When everyone from the Feng family rushed to the two people's room because of this external threat, Su Qingchen and Zhou Lang had already disappeared.

The leader Feng Ruoli's expression changed, and he said angrily: "Quickly tell the disciples under the gate to seal the city gates, allow entry and exit strictly, and save my two juniors from the hands of the thieves."

Within the boundary of Zhenbao Pavilion, monks cannot fly with their swords in the sky.

However, the top of the candle that was extinguished by the strong wind brought by the spiritual power was still soft, and the thief should have left soon.Block the city gate as quickly as possible, at least trap the thieves inside the city.

However, Feng Ruoli made a wrong estimate.

Because there is no such thing as a thief.

After successfully stepping out of the boundary of Zhenbao Pavilion and walking a thousand meters away from the city gate, Zhou Lang finally couldn't hold on and fell behind him.

Su Qingchen had quick eyes and quick hands, and hugged Zhou Lang who had fainted from the pain, expressionless.

On the side, She Jiu was playing with a folding fan, smiling playfully, "When shall we go to the Demon Realm?"