Can the villain be coaxed today?

Coming out of the main secret realm of Shenxu, Shen Yan took his Kunlun disciples straight to the Kunlun Palace. Time was running out, and he didn't find a chance to say goodbye to his teacher, Bantang. He only remembered that when he came out of the secret realm, Lord Ghost King stood in a group In the strange ghost, watching him turn and leave with quiet eyes.

Shen Yan suddenly sighed heavily.

"Brother, what's the matter? Has the old injury recurred? Do you need me to change your medicine?" Wang Shu asked with concern.Probably when he was scolded by Master Bantang when he was in the temple, he was enlightened. Since he came out of the secret realm, the juniors have always shown a high degree of concern and enthusiasm for him. Do you often hurt your wounds, senior brother?Do you want to stop and rest?Do you need water to eat baked buns?How soft should the buns be?

Shen Yan had something on his mind, and he was not in the mood to quarrel with them, and every time he shook his head to fool them.The distance between Kunlun and the secret place of Shenxu is not too far. It is enough for young monks to travel day and night for three days. The trip to Shenxu is coming to an end. three days.

The Kunlun Palace has a steep terrain, and the temperature is five or six degrees Celsius lower than in ordinary places. The non-iron monks can't bear it. Therefore, the first thing Kunlun disciples learn is to exercise their bodies.The main peak soars into the sky, and the clouds at the top are misty, just like a fairyland.This is the first time for Shen Yan to face the rumored and famous Kunlun 36 peaks after he passed through the book. The dark Ghost King Palace is indeed quite high-end.

This trip was rewarding, the elders who came to greet them were full of smiles, the disciples went back separately, Shen Yan went to Xuelin Peak alone, on the way he casually counted, the remaining time was less than a day, so he simply ignored the other things, Go back to Xuelin Peak to put on a show, take the sword and leave.

It's a pity that the sky failed as people wished, and before they stepped out of the mountain gate, they were blocked by a middle-aged man in snow clothes and golden crowns. The two stared at him with big eyes and small eyes. Analyzing who this person is based on his attire.

Until he said: "My son rocks the boat."

Shen Yan: "..."

Running into Shen Yaozhou's father on the eve of leaving, I really saw a ghost.

Master Kunlun is only in his forties this year, and he does not look old as a cultivator. His face is white and handsome, his black hair is neatly combed behind his head and tied with a golden crown, his jawline is slightly rounded, which makes him look It doesn't sound like the lord of the first palace at all, and is as friendly as a little uncle who coaxes you to give you a red envelope when visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year.

Shen Yan said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Apparently such an indifferent and unkind answer is indeed Shen Yaozhou's normal state. The head teacher had no doubts, he stroked the non-existent beard on his chin with a smile, and said, "I just came back, where are I going?"

Shen Yan didn't answer, but raised his eyelids, his glass-like eyeballs stared at him lightly.

So the head teacher understood, "I don't want to say it? Sigh, when will Yaozhou have a little secret that even a father can't tell? But it's okay, you are cold-tempered, and you don't like to talk about it. Back then, you were still a baby boy At that time, I love to drool while hugging my father's finger..."

"Father." Shen Yan emphasized, "What's the matter?"

The head teacher looked at his face and saw that he didn't resist very much, so he felt relieved, flicked his sleeves, and put his back behind him in a fairy-like manner, and said leisurely: "Father, I have something to ask."

It is too solemn to use the word "begging" between father and son, but what the head teacher wants him to do is indeed a bit indescribable. After hearing this, Shen Yan's expression became extremely subtle.

——The respected headmaster of the Kunlun Palace wants to sacrifice the happiness of his own son to save the upcoming "catastrophe" of the brother sect.

"Yaozhou, listen to Weifu's detailed explanation. This matter is not what you think. You should know that Fuyao is good at forming formations and not good at attacking. Fuyao has such a long friendship with their suzerain. Fuyao is in trouble. , can I not help? It's not that I really want you to marry Xianxian, it's just a false engagement, and it's justifiable to bring the sect of worshiping mountains to our Kunlun Palace. After everything is over, I will dissolve this engagement and swear for my father , really, I will never force you to marry someone you don't like!"

The head teacher swears so firmly, he almost raised his fingers to swear poisonously.

Shen Yan looked at him quietly, not knowing what to say for a while.

The so-called mountain worship, as the name suggests, is a process for small sects to express admiration and exchange learning with large sects, but as we all know, some sects can become rare existences, and it does not necessarily depend entirely on force value. Fuyao Sect is a very typical example. The sect's disciples generally act as assistants or nurses in battle. In terms of combat power alone, they may be inferior to many ordinary sects.

And the Mountain Worship Conference itself is actually for those little-known sects to exchange and learn, but there are always some guys who don't go the right way and like to swim in the muddy water in the gutter, and specifically pick out Fuyao Sect with obvious shortcomings, bye During the martial arts competition, Shan strongly suppressed and created the illusion that he was stronger. People with discerning eyes would know what was going on at a glance, but he couldn't stand him enough to be shameless. Some small benefits are also given.But this year, the Fuyao Sect's sect who came to pay homage to the mountain had a particularly big appetite, and even asked to marry Xianxian, the closed disciple of the Fuyao Sect's suzerain master.The old suzerain was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. However, this sect had come to pay respects twice before, but both times ended in failure. born.

"...Yaozhou, I swear on my father's behalf, this must be just a stopgap measure. It's about Fuyao's honor and disgrace. That girl Xianxian played with you when she was a child, and she can be called a childhood sweetheart. You have the heart to let her marry such a big and three rough trash Right? By the way, I forgot to tell you that the person who came to ask for marriage was the eldest disciple of that sect. Not to mention stupid, he was almost ten years older than Xianxian! How do they match?! If you refuse to help, Just push Xianxian into the fire pit!" Master Zhangjiao said earnestly.

Shen Yan raised his forehead, how could he be kidnapped morally?

He said, "Have you asked Miss Xianxian?"

No matter how you look at this kind of thing, the woman suffers.

The head teacher: "You don't have to worry about these things. My father has already discussed it with the old suzerain. Once you let go, we will communicate with Xianxian. It's not easy to let the girl wait for you to make a decision."

"..." Shen Yan hesitated, and thought for a moment seriously: "...It still doesn't work."

"Hey." The head teacher thought he was going to let go, and his heart was half lost. Now that the road has turned around, he is a little anxious, "Why is this?!"

Shen Yan pursed his lips and thought, if he leaves, it will be Shen Yaozhou who will deal with this mess. According to his understanding of Shen Yaozhou, this matter is so troublesome that it even requires a certain amount of acting skills. Shen Yaozhou is such a troublesome person , he must... well, he will still agree.

That guy looked cold, but he was very gentle in his bones.

"it is good."

"My son who shakes the boat, as a father, let me tell you that you can't wait too long. Tomorrow is the day to worship the mountain. If you drag it on...what did you say?"

Shen Yan picked up the sword calmly, "I agree."

The head teacher was stunned for three seconds before he realized, "...Yaozhou, do you agree?"

Without waiting for Shen Yan to answer, he let out a long sigh of relief, patted the table and said, "Okay, okay! He is indeed my son of Shen Zhiru! You go and prepare, and I will immediately summon my disciples to meet Jianfeng Let them take a good look at the power of the Kunlun Palace!"

"Wait a minute, what did you say?!"

Shen Yan's movement of holding the sword froze suddenly.

The head teacher turned around suspiciously, "Welcome to Jianfengmen, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"today?"

"otherwise?"

"... When is the worship of the mountain?"

The head teacher twitched his fingers, "About noon tomorrow, do you have anything to do?"

"..." Shen Yan felt as if his temples were twitching, and he thought about it for a moment before slowly letting out a breath, "I'm sorry father, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in this mountain worship."

The head teacher was silent for a moment, then turned around, his gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate everything fell lightly on Shen Yan, and it took a long time before he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's okay, I can let your junior brother come up, but you have to bear the title So, in the eyes of the old suzerain, no one is worthy of his baby Xianxian except you—even if it's a fake."

Shen Yan: "...Thank you, father."

The head teacher stepped out of the door and waved his back to him, "However, you have to find a suitable reason. If the main character doesn't play, it will make people see us Kunlun as a joke."

Shen Yan supported the sword, and bowed slightly, "The boat is going to the Shenxu, the old disease relapsed, and I was bedridden, I hope you will forgive me."

The head teacher paused slightly, as if he felt that his reason was reasonable and unreasonable, he glanced at him not knowing what to say, and finally waved his hand to indicate that he knew.

Shen Yan stood up straight and watched him leave.

As soon as the master teacher left, he immediately went down the mountain from the path behind Xuelin Peak. The position sent by Yin Nan was faintly fluorescent on the black dial. He kept walking, and the figure of the person who said "bedridden" just flashed , the sword moved at will, flew out clangingly, carried him up in the air, and flew past the distance like a cluster of arrows.

"...The two disciples are already dead, and the murderer didn't catch them. It can't be ruled out that the person is very vigilant and has a high sense of privacy. He asked us to buy a spiritual weapon to shield the spiritual power in advance. After the Wu Clan Sky Eye System was born, a certain Some people with ghosts in their hearts can't sleep at night, and we launched an artifact that can affect the tracking of mental power at a high price. I'm not sure if he owns it, and I can't make an investigation in a short time."

This is really not good news. Shen Yan asked: "Won't you leave information about the buyer for such a rare product? Wouldn't it be much more convenient to check one by one from the purchase list?"

Yin Nandao: "Those bosses have more eyes than briquettes. What they want is peace of mind. Who dares to leave personal information? Besides, those spiritual weapons are originally processed from the original materials of this continent , if he just picked up such a piece of spiritual material by accident, and happened to be carrying it with him that day, our heavenly eyes would still be unable to track it. There are too many uncontrollable factors, and there is no clue in the short term."

"Where are those two bodies?"

"The old place, the cave under the cliff, there is no deviation from the original text."

Shen Yan said: "Send someone there, find the two corpses within half a day, and find another place to bury them in peace. Remember, don't leave any breath behind, and keep your movements clean."

"Well, good." Yin Nan responded, and then suddenly realized, "Didn't you go to find the corpse?! Then why are you in such a hurry? Wait a minute...you are not going to find that bastard Nalan Shiming Bar?"

Shen Yan didn't say a word, the blade cut across the air, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind almost passed through the earbell to the other end.

Yin Nan was shocked and said, "Why are you looking for him? At such a critical moment, beating him for a while won't solve the problem, although he is really disgusting..."

"Beat him?" Shen Yan asked back, with indifferent mockery rising from his eyes.

"I killed him."

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