The villain master does not believe that I love him

This scene happened a few more times. At first Ling Xinglan was still in the mood to watch it, but later he yawned when he got tired of watching it, and planned to sleep in Lin Hexuan's arms for a while.

"But tired?" Lin Hexuan asked him.

The cold wind blew past, and the hair on his temples moved accordingly, revealing a handsome and extraordinary side face, like a statue of a god that people dare not touch.

The little ferret yawned: "A little bit."

Lin Hexuan plunged down, and the clouds gradually thinned out. He turned around and came to Shuo Lingzong, which is less than a thousand miles away from Changlin Fairy Mountain.

It is mid-spring now, and the flowers and trees within a hundred miles of Lingzong are beautiful, and layers of May Fu are blooming brilliantly on the branches, which is extremely beautiful.The huge flower is about the size of an apple. The wind blows, and it falls from the branches. The flowers are colorful, and the fragrant petals are all over the ground. Walking past, the feet are fragrant.

Ling Xinglan opened his eyes wide in surprise: "There are so many little rabbits..."

It is said that most of the monsters used by Lingzong to serve Lingzhi are third-order wood-type monsters worshiping the moon rabbit. Each moon worshiping rabbit is as big as a six or seven-year-old child, with a small green seedling growing on its head. Seedlings will bloom when you are in a good mood or pretend to be pitiful.

They are black and white, with long rabbit ears and small three-petal mouths, working in the garden having sex.

The nurse monk next to him was reading a book, occasionally urging a few lazy ones.

Lin Hexuan: "I've never brought you here to eat something fresh, so I'll drop by today to have a look."

The foundation of the Shuo Lingzong sect is the Shuo Lingshen tree that was left behind thousands of years ago. In addition to the Shuo Lingshen tree, in recent years, they have also cultivated various other spiritual plants. Dedicated to Changlin Fairy Mountain, such as jasmine xiangti, which is fragrant on the lips and teeth, Qiuyue pear, which is juicy and sweet, and sweet and soft golden custard fruit. Spirit fruit, but for ordinary monks, it is already a rare treasure.

"My lord master, why are you here? I will immediately report to the elders..." The garden-watching monk hurried over.

Lin Hexuan: "No need, I will look for him later. Are all the spiritual fruits here ripe?"

"Master Master, yes, all of them are ripe. No one thought that the Moon Worship Rabbit is so good at planting spiritual fruits, and can harvest them once a month under the infusion of spiritual energy."

Lin Hexuan looked at Ling Xinglan who was about to move: "Choose, take what you like."

The little snow weasel squeaked, and quickly rushed towards the big fruit trees. He ate whatever was delicious. He especially liked a kind of fruit called Shenxian peach, which was sweet but not sour, crisp and not greasy. Liuyuan didn't say anything, but hugged a few and walked away.

"That little rabbit, you can help me take it over there."

Ling Xinglan stopped a Moon Worship Rabbit who was weeding.

Worshiping the Moon Rabbit: "Oh."

Why is everyone so white and fluffy? Ferrets can eat delicious food and drink spicy food, but they can only work.

Lin Hexuan: "Have you finished picking?"

Just as Ling Xinglan was about to answer, she suddenly paused, clutching her stomach, her eyes showing a trace of pain.

"What's up with him?"

Although Lin Hexuan only said four words, the monk next to him was sweating profusely.

"This, this won't, our spiritual fruit is the best in the whole world, how can it spoil your stomach! Master Master, you have to trust us..."

Little Snow Weasel: "Hic."

Garden nurse monk: "..."

Little Snow Weasel: "Sorry for eating too much."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xinglan turned over in Lin Hexuan's arms, revealing her bulging belly, under the snow-white down was a pale pink belly, he hummed twice, and grabbed Lin Hexuan's clothes with her claws.

The corners of Lin Hexuan's lips were slightly curved, and he didn't blame him for being greedy. He stretched out the hand that had slashed demons and dragons, and gently rubbed Ling Xinglan's belly, which was gentler than a breeze.

"You can squeak a little rough, it's like scratching an itch." The little ferret said dissatisfied.

"Obviously take it away, why do you still eat so much? Your stomach looks like you're pregnant with a child."

Little Snow Weasel turned his head and licked him: "Zhi, I want to eat it, it's all delicious."

Lin Hexuan smiled slightly, but didn't say anything, and continued to knead his stomach, while the cultivator over there hurriedly packed the fruit Ling Xinglan had picked.

Seeing this, Bai Yuetu finally understood why the little snow ferret was so attractive.

When the garden nurse watched the master and apprentice leave, he turned his head and saw a row of big rabbits squatting in front of him, lying on the ground with their fluffy bellies.

Garden nurse monk: "...No, no, I still need to read books!"

"Hey!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

The rabbits opened their eyes wide, their fluffy hair swayed, their stomachs turned up, and they rolled around, and the little seedlings on their heads burst into small goose-yellow flowers.

Garden nurse monk: "...Just this time."

After speaking, he picked up the hoe and began weeding with a humming sound.

The Shuo Ling Shen Tree is located at the core of the Shuo Ling Sect, and there are many barriers nearby, and the idlers are not allowed to enter, but Lin Hexuan's style has always been tough and casual, casual with himself, tough with outsiders, and directly brought Ling Xinglan here to the tree.

This ancient sacred tree is really huge, like a towering pagoda, exuding a steady stream of aura.The canopy is dense, casting shadows that block out the sky and the sun, and the spiritual fruit between the branches is only the size of a palm and has not yet matured.

Ling Xinglan had eaten too many Shuo Lingguo. He even ate them as food for a while in his memory. Even if he got tired of eating, Lin Hexuan would force himself to eat it. The spirit tree is a tree.

"Squeak? Why is there a statue here?" Ling Xinglan asked puzzled.

There was actually a statue of a ferret, about ten meters high, carved lifelike, eating the spirit fruit.

Sect Master Shuo Ling explained: "Young Master Ling, you don't know that Lingben is a sacred tree left behind from the beginning of the world thousands of years ago. It died out. Fortunately, Master Jiufeng personally transplanted it to Nvwa's spiritual land, and it just blossomed, and we say that the Lingzong was able to continue, and it has been blessed by Changlin Xianshan ever since."

"Zhi, but what does this have to do with the statue? According to what you say, Zhi should be a teacher."

"It's all because of you. Without you, how could the master have put in all his energy to save a fruit tree? And because it can bear more fruit, he has supported Shuo Lingzong to its current scale." Said Lingzong said with a smile.

Sect Master Shuo Ling recalled how Lin Hexuan brought Ling Xinglan to look for him back then.

The ferret seemed to be mentally and mentally impaired, far from being as agile as it is now, with dark eyes and dim eyes, being held in the arms of the master, he was not energetic.Unexpectedly, in just ten years, he would be able to channel psychics so far, and I heard that he even turned into a human form.

Lin Hexuan explained a few more words to the Shuoling Sect Master, and ordered that in the next tribute, besides the spiritual fruit, other spiritual fruits can also be selected and donated.

He was about to step on his sword and continue to fly away, when suddenly he heard Xiao Xueyou muffled: "I heard from Shen Xueyi that my rank is not high enough, so I couldn't transform into form."

"It's just a transformation, it's nothing."

The elixir was too bitter, the little apprentice didn't like to eat it, and the marrow washing was too painful, the little apprentice couldn't bear it. Lin Hexuan also thought of a lot of ways to find the best of both worlds.

After all, for Ling Xinglan's sake, Lin Hexuan did more than one thing to change his fate against the heavens. It's really nothing to change the life of a fruit tree for his appetite.

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Finally, they finally came to the finish line.

A temple whose name is unknown.

This place is really dilapidated, Ling Xinglan has never been to such a desolate place in his memory, but he doesn't dislike it, so he just looked around, looking a little fresh.The half-dead trees, mottled courtyard walls, and the leaky main hall are all bathed in the bright yellow sunset light.

There are no other monks in the temple, only a young Buddhist monk sitting in the hall, wearing a tattered cassock, holding an old rosary, and silently reciting scriptures.

Before Lin Hexuan walked over, Ling Xinglan pawed at him: "Master, Master, he looks pretty good, so let's not snatch him—"

"If you don't snatch him, Suli has nothing to snatch."

Ling Xinglan: "..."

After this trip, he always felt that his master was a little far away from the unattainable immortal venerable. Such a sexual behavior is somewhat similar to the demon king and demon king written in the book.

There was a flash in his mind, and suddenly he thought of the word villain.

Although Ling Xinglan didn't remember what it meant for the time being, Master's behavior along the way really seemed like a villain! !It's cool, but it's really too much like a villain! !

Hearing Lin Hexuan's words, the Buddhist cultivator opened his eyes and saw the heavenly materials and earthly treasures on the ground, a smile appeared on his face.

"Chi alchemy, hibiscus wood, sea keel, sky-butting stone... Jiufeng, what are you going to do again?"

Lin Hexuan nodded: "All kinds of essences are integrated into one body, so it is natural to create the best sword."

"Don't you have the Hantian sword? Why do you want to use the sword again?" Foxiu asked.

Lin Hexuan: "The best sword is naturally given to my favorite...disciple."

"Oh...he is the kid you brought out before."

Foxiu showed a knowing smile.

"When we rescued him back then, didn't you say that when he was out of danger of life and death, we would follow his wish and let others go far away?"

Buddha Xiuli recalled that rainy night 12 years ago, thunder and lightning reflected everything into black and white, and an unprecedented blue giant bird came across the sky, and its gorgeous blue feathers burned with a cold will-o'-the-wisp that never goes out , Wherever he went, everything condensed into eternal ice, turning everything in the world into a freezing hell, and making his already poor life even worse.

The giant bird put the object in its mouth in front of him, and used its body to block all wind and rain. Only then did Buddha Xiuli realize that the giant bird was holding a seriously injured boy.

Although the young man closed his eyes tightly and his lips were pale, he still had a stunning appearance. There was a piercing icicle piercing through his left chest, and he was obviously powerless.

But now, the seriously injured boy has been raised into a glossy ferret, obediently staying in the arms of the giant bird, everything is intact as before, but he has forgotten his original wish.