The villain master does not believe that I love him

The monks in the comprehension world waited respectfully until the night of the fourth day before they saw Lin Hexuan's face.

"Hiss, this is Ling Xinglan and Shizu's son? How old is he? When was he born?" Someone couldn't help whispering.

"Do men have children too?"

"On the top of Kunlun, there is a yin-yang reversed tree left over from ancient times. If a man eats the yin-yang fruit, he can conceive and give birth like a woman. If a woman eats it, something will grow underneath..."

Elder Zhao turned his head and reprimanded these snarky things: "Shut up!"

"What, you're still so arrogant, God Lord Lin will come later, and you will definitely be dealt with." The monk was not afraid of Elder Zhao, and rolled his eyes.

How could Elder Zhao have ever suffered this kind of contempt, it was more uncomfortable than killing him, his jaw was tightly tightened, and his lips were black and purple with anger.

"Elder Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time, but my temper is still so irritable."

Only the young man who looked like Lin Hexuan said coldly.

"This……"

"The voice and appearance clearly resemble Lin Shenjun!"

"It's just shorter."

"That's right, it's just a little short."

Ling Xinglan: "..."

Wow, it's hard to imagine Master's inner activities now.

Elder Zhao knew that he had been cornered, and now Lin Hexuan was no longer a monster, but a god whom everyone expected. No one was willing to follow his orders, and he was even more incapable of defeating Lin Hexuan.

He can still stand here safe and sound now, just because these sloppy monks want to use Zhao Youwei's life to please Lin Hexuan.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Elder Zhao suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his expression showed a hint of madness, his hair was fluttering, very terrifying.

"Unfair! How unfair this is! I had already killed Lin Hexuan, but I didn't expect him to not only be resurrected, but also become some kind of inexplicable god! Hahaha, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's a waste of all my scheming, and all my previous efforts have been wasted!! This The position of Master Patriarch of Changlin Xianshan, the No.1 position in the cultivation world, why, why can't it be mine!?"

"Oh my god, is Elder Zhao crazy? Is he dying?"

"Tsk tsk, I've seen him crazy and lustful for power. How can he compare to Lin Shenjun, who is wise and powerful? He deserves to end up like this..."

"That's right, Lin Shenjun is what people want, and he, Zhao Youwei, is just a clown."

Ling Xinglan and Lin Hexuan watched the good show in front of them with cold eyes. Some people were insane because of failure, and their lives came to an end, while more clowns were still on the stage to perform the good show of the world. They were also the ones who stepped Elder Zhao into the mud.

"Hahahaha, Lin Hexuan, I will kill your Taoist partner today! I will die with your apprentice!"

Suddenly, Zhao Youwei's whole body exploded with electricity, and his seven orifices bled, but seeing a figure suddenly, he ran straight in the direction of Ling Xinglan.

The Lightning Angry Lion, this blow that contained shocking killing intent and anger, was already unstoppable!

"Fuck."

Ling Xinglan felt that she was shot while lying down.

But before he drew his sword, a finger-thick golden light lightly passed through Zhao Youwei's dantian, leaving a small hole in his front and back, piercing him directly.

"puff--"

Elder Zhao opened his mouth and spewed out a lot of blood. There were even fragments of internal organs and unidentified pieces of meat that fell to the ground. The blood and flesh were bloody and disgusting.

"Why, why—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he died first.

A generation of cultivators died so easily, all the monks looked at this immature-faced little boy as if facing a formidable enemy.

Lin Hexuan's expression was as calm as waves, and the emotions in his eyes were unfathomable.

"Zhao Youwei, death is not a pity."

Elder Mu immediately understood, this is not Lin Hexuan's son, this is Lin Hexuan himself!

This has to mention what kind of changes Lin Hexuan has experienced in the demon egg.

Lin Hexuan was originally a nine-infant monster, but his real body was a bird. The human form was just a disguise to blend in with the crowd, and this bird-shaped monster was already in a hurricane of spiritual power. was completely torn apart.

At that time, what Ling Xinglan tried his best to grab was the demon pill that hides Lin Hexuan's soul. Lin Hexuan re-cultivated from the state of the soul, overcome the demons in his heart, and realized his experience. What he cultivated in the demon egg was the god body, and the original shape of the god body was natural Not in bird form, but in human form.

This is why Lin Hexuan's breaking out of the demon egg in advance will have such a big impact, because now this body is brand new, just grown, not an illusion, once it comes out, it will be fixed and difficult to change.

Lin Hexuan's juvenile state can be called the malnutrition of the god body caused by premature birth. It is not so easy to cure. Of course, if he does it all over again, he will still break the demon egg at that time.

After a little thought, Elder Mu understood the cause and effect. It must be that Ling Xinglan was under some kind of fatal threat during the incubation period, and Lin Hexuan had to be born early.

"Oh, this is Lin Shenjun, why don't you hurry up and pay your respects."

Hearing this sentence, the monks who were a little angry because of Elder Zhao's death just now bent their knees and shouted at Lin Hexuan in unison:

"All the disciples of the Immortal Sect welcome the return of the Divine Sovereign!"

"All the disciples of the Immortal Sect welcome the return of the Divine Sovereign!"

"All the disciples of the Immortal Sect welcome the return of the Divine Sovereign!"

Ling Xinglan frowned, feeling reluctant to go back.

Thinking about the appearance of these monks turning their faces and ignoring others, I feel shocked.

Although there must be people in Xianmen who are as reasonable and sincere as Senior Brother Jing and Helian Shaoyuan, but most of the monks inside are snobbish, why should he pick a few grains of rice out of a pot of shit... …

Lin Hexuan waited for them to kneel for a full 10 minutes before he said leisurely: "I don't want to go back."

"Then where are you going?" the monks hurriedly asked.

Lin Hexuan looked back at the Xuezhou Lan Mansion, and suddenly remembered that he was worried that Ling Xinglan would leave one day, so he prevented him from getting this cave mansion, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Stay here."

The monks immediately panicked. To put it bluntly, it was worse than seeing Zhao Youwei die.

"No, no, you are a god now, how can such a poor cave be worthy of your status?"

"Yes, yes, Lord Shenjun, please think again! The Jiufeng Palace on Changlin Xianshan Mountain has been cleaned cleanly, and there are no traces left by the younger generations."

There are also smart people who know that persuading Ling Xinglan is more useful than directly persuading Lin Hexuan.

"Young Master Ling, you have offended me because of a misunderstanding before. You have kept those magic treasures and spirits in good condition. You have not killed any of the demon servants An An An Xing, just waiting for you to go back!"

"That's right, doesn't Mr. Ling like the scenery of Changlin Fairy Mountain the most? This year's five-clawed plum blossoms are particularly good..."

"Your civet is also well-raised, and has gained a lot of weight..."

Ling Xinglan was so shocked by the frenzied kneeling and licking of these monks that he was speechless. It seemed that he knew indirectly that his master's current identity was very awesome, no, it was quite awesome!

But kneeling and licking belong to kneeling and licking, a small mistake still has to be corrected.

Ling Xinglan shook his head: "You're wrong, I don't like Changlin Xianshan the most, I like the place where Master is the most."

"Another point."

Lin Hexuan continued his words and said, this is really what I did.

"The place where the deity is is the number one immortal mansion in the cultivation world. Changlin Xianshan is only a third-rate sect in the eyes of this deity. Is it your turn to teach me?"

As soon as these words came out, regardless of whether they were the head of the sect, those in charge, those in power, those who ran errands, those who refined the qi, or those who had golden elixirs, all of them felt cold, and the bone-chilling ice instantly froze their palms and knees.

"If you like to kneel, just kneel until the ice melts."

After leaving these words, Lin Hexuan and Ling Xinglan walked away.

It has to be said that the world is weird and people's hearts are unpredictable, and the weak like to find excuses for the strong.

"Do you think this ice is the self-metaphor of the god? I use ice as a metaphor for his heart that has been chilled by us, so when we melt the ice, the god will change his mind and forgive us?"

However, the monks of Xianmen knelt for three days and three nights, but they didn't see a single figure of Lin Hexuan.

-

In Xuezhoulan Mansion, Ling Xinglan was busy receiving a distinguished guest.

"This is the blood of the legendary god race?"

The glass bottle in Ling Xinglan's hand was filled with golden blood. Under the candlelight, fine glittering particles could be seen. It didn't look like blood, but rather some kind of liquid eyeshadow.

"Can I still lie to you? But, is it still useful if your master drinks it?"

Jing Tianxin sat very cautiously. Looking at the young and mature Lin Hexuan, he always felt weird, but he didn't know where the weirdness was.

Ling Xinglan handed the divine blood to Lin Hexuan, who was calmly peeling the spirit fruit, peeling the skin carefully, and then digging out the core inside. He also did such trivial things meticulously and perfectly.

"Open your mouth."

Don't get me wrong, it was Lin Hexuan who asked Ling Xinglan to open his mouth.

Ling Xinglan opened her mouth obediently, ate Lin Hexuan's food, and licked Lin Hexuan's fingertips inadvertently, itching slightly.

Now that Lin Hexuan stays in Xuezhou Lan Mansion, he is really free like never before. He is not bothered by official business, and he doesn't bother to care about the ups and downs in the cultivation world outside. In this state, he really looks like a retired worker...

So he found a new hobby.

Take care of Ling Xinglan.

From head to toe, from the inside out, from the bed to under the bed.

Cuisheng looked at it and called him an expert.

Jing Tianxin couldn't sit still: "It's strange! It's really strange! You guys really feel contrary to//morality!"

The blame is that Lin Hexuan looked like his own son when he was still a teenager, and he was with his Taoist companion all day long, like he fucked his own little mother.

Brother Jing is an out-and-out straight man, he certainly can't understand the beauty of Xiaoma's literature in another world, so the more he looks at their doggy couple, the more awkward he feels.

Lin Hexuan continued to throw and feed, and said in a low voice: "Drink this bottle of divine blood, and I will be able to return to my original state."

"How do you know? I don't even know!" Jing Tianxin wondered.

"Because I am a Protoss now, I can see the origin of the efficacy of this world's magic weapon at a glance."

Jing Tianxin shrugged: "Then you drink quickly, I can't stand it, I always feel that Xing Xing is cheating."

"Don't drink it." Ling Xinglan put forward the opposite opinion.

Lin Hexuan looked at him: "Why? You liked me when I was a teenager? Don't you like me?"

After asking this series of questions, Lin Shenjun frowned slightly, always feeling a subtle feeling of being green on himself.

"I like you even if you are an egg, okay... I just think that you are very cute like this, very cute!"

Ling Xinglan secretly complained in his heart that it's okay for Master to eat his own jealousy.

Obviously, once the divine blood is taken, the effect is irreversible. After Lin Hexuan returns to his original form, according to this guy's personality, it is very rare for him to take the initiative to change into a juvenile body, so it is better to take advantage of these few days to have a good time.

Hee hee, Master looks younger than him, shorter than him, and childish than him!

Although the way of acting is still the kind of one that says nothing, serious and serious...

"Okay, I promise you, don't rush to change back."

With a flash of inspiration, the divine blood was put away by Lin Hexuan.

Jing Tianxin was also speechless about their bad taste (taste he didn't understand), so he had to change the subject.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Lin Hexuan has already made all the plans, and showed the aura of a gold medal teacher in the remedial class: "I have prepared a special plan for becoming a god, specifically for Xinglan's current situation, starting from the four aspects of cultivation, state of mind, swordsmanship, and general knowledge. If the plan goes well, according to my progress, within 50 years, Xinglan will be able to go to the heaven with me."

Ling Xinglan: "..."

Jing Tianxin: "...Wow."

Although it is the recommended class for becoming a god that thousands of monks are crazily envious of, it does not sound enviable at all, but sympathizes with it.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin, no, Shenjun Lin turned his head and looked at him coldly when he heard him say wow.

"Jing Tianxin, thank you very much for your help to us, so I have also made a plan for you to become a god. Of course, the whole process requires you to consciously perform self-conscious supervision. The practice method of the demon cultivator is similar to that of the demon cultivator, but it is a little different. , you don’t have demon core or gold core..."

"...So according to my method, you only need 520 years to ascend."

"Why am I so long!" Jing Tianxin couldn't help complaining.

Lin Hexuan: "Because you don't have me."

"Fuck, it's another dog food, I'm married and have children, why am I still poisoned!"

Ling Xinglan taught Brother Jing about dog food.

Ling Xinglan teased and said: "Sister Helian is about to give birth, I don't know if the child will be like a father or a mother."

"As long as it's not like Helian, that guy will go straight to the Demon Realm after finishing the matter here, and stay by my wife's side every day. My wife looks at his ugly face every day, so don't give birth to an ugly child."

"Helian ugly? Haha, it's a good thing to be born like Helian. I don't know how to please girls in the future."

What Ling Xinglan said was that Sister Helian did give birth to a child who looked like her uncle and liked girls, but it was a girl...

-

The bright lights and candles in Xuezhou Hall swayed and swayed, and the curtains overlapped, reflecting two paper-cut figures in the palace, one tall and one short, quite matching.

"Meow……"

Ling Xinglan didn't need to go back to Changlin Fairy Mountain, but the treasure chest and the kitten left there had to be returned.

The little civet has blue and green mandarin duck eyes, and the snow-white fluff is light and dense. Holding it in his hand, it looks like a handful of full moonlight. Ling Xinglan couldn't help touching its cherry pink nose with his fingertips, which was a little wet.

"Are you going to spend the night with it tonight?"

Lin Hexuan had just finished taking a bath, wearing a light white tunic, long hair shawl, exuding a scent as clear as snow.

"Didn't you say that the Protoss has no desires? I see, Master, you have a big appetite after you become a god." Ling Xinglan said as he grabbed the kitten's front paw and waved his fist at the young god.

Lin Hexuan came over and grabbed the ends of Ling Xinglan's hair. He has been treated with various panacea for the past few days, and it is black and soft. His little apprentice is finally not as sick as before.

He takes good care of him.

"Read more, spread less rumors, the difference between the protoss and the protoss can't be finished in a few sixty years."

Although Lin Shenjun's gestures were loving and sympathetic, the preaching on his mouth did not decrease.

Ling Xinglan hugged the civet cat in his arms, and turned to look at him: "I thought the god would say that it's because you have a deep-seated love for me, a little monster, and you can't help it, that's why you pester me all the time."

This was obviously Ling Xinglan's joke, and he didn't expect to get an answer from the other party.

Unexpectedly, Lin Hexuan was silent for a while, then nodded.

"I'm just pestering you, how about it? It's too late to regret it now."

Just saying it doesn't have much momentum, Lin Hexuan seems to want to grab Ling Xinglan's shoulder and kiss his lips as before, but his current height does not allow it, so he needs to stand on tiptoe...

A little bit, a little bit more.

That's enough right now.

Keep your composure, and you will definitely not be found in such an embarrassing situation.

Ling Xinglan, who had discovered it a long time ago: "..."

"Come on."

He bluntly kissed the boy on the cheek, hugged the cat and went to play on his own.

"So cute!"

Lin Hexuan didn't speak.

"Meow~ Meow~"

Perhaps the civet was too comfortable being stroked, and it slumped on the ground, trusting that its soft belly was exposed in front of Ling Xinglan.

This is a little tomcat.

A little bit of Chirp exposed.

Ling Xinglan poked it curiously, and said excitedly to Lin Hexuan, "It's so small, so cute!"

Lin Hexuan: "..."

Is this implying something?

"Master, we have to find him a companion, otherwise he would be so lonely... Huh? You you you you, why did you change back!!!"

A golden light flashed by, and Lin Hexuan opened his eyes, his blue pupils were like the most gorgeous glass in the world, the warm candlelight reflected on his handsome face, and there seemed to be some warmth in his cold white skin.

The night is still long...

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