Save the world with a plot

Ding--

The ice arrows that fell like a torrential rain collided with the flaming spiritual energy cover below, making a crisp sound, and the condensed and substantive Xiangke spiritual power instantly released a terrifying pressure.

Boom—In the blink of an eye, the ice arrow crashed into the fire cover, and everyone felt a burst of intense white light erupting from the place where the two collided, making all low-level practitioners temporarily blind, and could only hear the sound in their ears. There was a continuous sound of explosions, like thunder rolling before the rain.

Everyone on the high platform stood up one after another, their eyes fixed on the battle situation, it was hard to believe that such a battle was only at the level of the foundation building period.

"what--"

A figure was thrown out, describing it as a mess.Looking closely, it was Ling Jun who was considered a sure winner, and they couldn't believe it.

But in the end, the outcome has been divided.

The center of the explosion gradually stabilized, the white light faded, and the smoke and dust fell, revealing the straight man standing in the center of the huge depression.His clothes were scorched, his body was bloody, and it was hard to imagine that once handsome face.

Supporting the ground with a sword, it was crumbling, but he stood upright from beginning to end.

One can imagine how the opponent, in order to win, forcibly resisted the impact force like a rock and remained immobile, otherwise he would be like Ling Jun, who was thrown out but suffered only a little injury.

So persistent, so strong, it is awe-inspiring.However, some people lamented that it would be difficult to recover from such an injury, as it is too hard to break.

On the high platform, a white shadow flashed like a gust of wind.

"Master, I won." The scorched face grinned, showing a mouthful of small white teeth, and then fell into the familiar warmth with peace of mind, unconscious.

Xuan Xing didn't know how he was feeling at this moment, he hurriedly nodded to Ming Xu and Xu Jing, he couldn't hear the admiration coming from behind him, he just hugged the person in his arms tightly and fled to the hut by the Bibo Lake.

Gently put the bruised and faceless bastard on the bed, he held the other's wrist, and input a thin spiritual sense to check the other's situation.

The meridians burst, and the viscera were shattered.

Xuan Ying is unusually calm, he has always been calm, and this time he is even more so.Except for the flash of panic on his face when he just swept off the high platform, there was no slight change in his facial expression, as if the ice and snow had frozen, just like his methodical movements now.

First, input spiritual energy for warming and protection, then take the wound medicine internally, then apply medicinal powder externally to bind it up, and then help the other party refine the medicinal properties, leading the medicine to the wound.

After finishing everything and putting the person down gently, he finally said, "Challenge if you have the ability, don't get hurt if you have the ability!"

The voice was clearly an ancient well with no waves, but there was a bloody terror of "the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building" for no reason.

The eyelashes of the person on the bed fluttered.

"If you have the ability to get hurt, don't pretend to be dizzy if you have the ability!"

The long eyelashes trembled, and finally opened under the low air pressure around, "Master." Sheng Junxiao's two paws wrapped in white rabbits grabbed the soft quilt under his chin, his expression and his paws Just as innocent.

"Why, the wings are hard? Have you learned to lie to me?" Xuan Xing felt relieved when he saw the other party really opened his eyes, and sat down, seemingly casually.

"Master, I didn't do it on purpose. I'm afraid you will scold me!" Sheng Junxiao said like pouring beans.

Xuan Xing's expression froze, thinking that seeing happiness on his apprentice's mummy-like face must be the illusion of being too angry.

"Afraid that I will scold you? Why should I scold you?" He continued to ask, with no fluctuations in his tone, tapping his knuckles on the table.

Tut duk, the rhythmic and regular blunt sound was like knocking on Sheng Junxiao's heart, as if it was in sync with the heart rate for an instant, but he obviously had no heartbeat.His throat was a little dry, "Because the disciple was injured, winning won't look good."

boom--

The dull sound turned into a loud sound in an instant, and the golden nanmu table fell apart.

Standing by the shattered table, Xuan Xing laughed back angrily, "Why would it not look good for Ah Yao to win? He challenged Nascent Soul cultivator with foundation building cultivation, and he still won. Even if his cultivation base is suppressed to the same level, it is enough for a battle." Famous."

Sheng Junxiao: "..." Glancing at the wood dross spattered by the bed, he swallowed, and immediately changed his words, "Because the disciple was injured, the master is worried. The disciple knows." , reaching out pitifully to tug Xuan Xing's sleeve.

"You know what a fart!" Seeing the opponent's actions, Xuan Xing cursed in a low voice, and hurriedly pushed down Sheng Junxiao who was sitting up in a panic, his movements were rough, and his hands were very gentle.

Sheng Junxiao couldn't believe it, it turned out that Xuan Xing also knew how to swear.He thought it sounded good, so he grinned, "Master, this disciple is no longer a child, and will always meet strong opponents. Master can't protect the disciple for the rest of his life. Besides, the disciple is a demon, so his physical strength is already strong." For the human race, A Yao has his own sense of proportion. Besides, the master is worried about the disciple, and the disciple also cares about the face of the master."

Why not a child?Why can't it be protected for a lifetime?You are the one with rough skin and thick flesh, right?Xuan Xing hummed softly in his heart, his anger was strangely extinguished, but he didn't speak.

Sheng Junxiao tilted his head and thought for a while, "Master is angry that Yao is disregarding his own safety, but... Ah Yao is also very angry. Master was obviously injured during the retreat, and still wants to take up the challenge."

Xuan Xing was taken aback for a moment, with a look of unnaturalness across his face, "Who told you I was injured?"

"The disciple saw it." He said and stretched out a hand like a little white rabbit to wipe Xuan Xing's forehead, "Master has been sweating all morning... ah."

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Ying stuffed his hand under the quilt.

"What's the matter? Where does it hurt?" Xuan Xing hurriedly asked when he heard the apprentice whisper.

Sheng Junxiao shook his head.

Xuan Ying didn't believe it, "Then what are you 'ah'?"

"I think Master is warm." Sheng Junxiao licked his lower lip, "So it's so comfortable that he can't help but let out an 'ah'."

Xuan Xing: "..."

"Master, please sleep with me for a while, I'm cold." Saying that, Sheng Junxiao huddled Agong like a silkworm chrysalis, curled up in a ball, leaving most of the empty bed.

How can a person with a strong fire root be cold to someone with an ice root?Didn't you say it was hot before?

Xuan Xing didn't know how to respond, but felt that the little apprentice curled up was very pitiful, and when he reacted, he had already lifted the quilt and lay down and gently hugged the big one next to him.

Sure enough...it was cold.

Xuan Xing frowned, because he lost too much blood?

Sheng Junxiao groaned contentedly, and buried his head in the opponent's chest.

After feeling the hot air on his chest, Xuan Xing, who was thinking, realized what he had done.His body was slightly stiff, and he turned his head away unnaturally, trying to push away the "mummy" on his body, but he was afraid of hurting him.

Sensing the opponent's small movements, Sheng Junxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, let go of his hand suddenly, and said worriedly: "By the way, Master is injured, don't worry about A Yao, and heal quickly."

Xuan Xing's slightly stiff body became more and more stiff, and he pursed his lips, but before he could speak, Sheng Junxiao asked suddenly: "Is it very troublesome, do you need A Yao's help?"

"Shut up!" Xuan Xing finally couldn't help shouting in a low voice, holding the person in his arms tightly with both hands to prevent him from moving again, "It's just a beam of fire spiritual power that has shot into the meridian, it has been pulled out, and the wound is left to sleep I'll be fine." After saying that, he quickly closed his eyes.

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

He continued to press his head against the other person's chest, pounding, pounding, a powerful heartbeat rang in his ears, and his ears were burning hot. He thought the sound was particularly pleasant, probably because he had no heart.What is missing will always feel that something is extraordinarily precious.

After a while, he carefully raised his head, and whispered into the other's ear: "Sleep." The voice was so distant that it seemed to be coming from the sky.

Afterwards, he nimbly got out of the opponent's arms, as if he was not injured.He was... not really hurt.If he would be injured in the competition with Ling Jun, who suppressed his cultivation to the foundation stage, then why would he talk about kidnapping Xuan Xing in the future?

The reason for these injuries is firstly to prevent Xuan Xing from becoming suspicious, and secondly... if he really easily wins Lingjun, then Jiuxuzong and Shangxuanzong will inevitably have a rift. Now that Lingjun is defeated, he "seriously injured and died Material", just right.

After all... He still has to bear the identity of the disciple of the lord of Xuanzong for a while, so he can't cause Xuanying too much trouble.

Gently laying down the person lying on his side, he quickly peeled off the other person's clothes, revealing a body with well-proportioned bones, white and delicate, and smooth texture.

Sheng Junxiao's eyes dimmed, he was already holding a small jade bottle in his palm, he pried open the cork with his thumb, and he stretched the opponent's thighs apart.

At the base of the thighs, one on the left and one on the right, were wounds that seemed to be burned by fire, half the size of a thigh, with blisters, and because of the rush before, there was a bloody wound.

"It's too useless." Shengjun Xiao snorted secretly, and attached one hand to the opponent's wound, sucking out the scorching fire spiritual power that flowed in and destroyed the opponent's flesh and blood meridians.

This fire spirit power is not ordinary fire spirit power.Shengjun Xiao’s biological father is a fire root cultivator in the fusion period, and his mother is a fire spirit root nun in the deity stage. The peacock is the master of fire. He is the body of the holy fire. It is said that "one microliter of this condensed fire spirit power can rival the effect of an atomic bomb."

But at the same time, this kind of fire spiritual power is also a great tonic, broadening the meridians of the sea of ​​​​qi, and Bi Yan in the original book has benefited a lot from it, but who told Xuan Tianshi to be so weak, this spiritual power rushed into this broken skin wound, If it doesn't work, it will make you feel sour.

Sheng Junxiao turned over Xuan Xing's body, opened the opponent's tight buttocks, and injected the sucked fire spiritual power into the opponent's body with a precise technique of precision instrument survey accuracy, guiding this spiritual power a little bit docile wander around.

"Anyway, you're going to release aura specifically for me in the future. The widened meridians are all mine, so I don't mind the trouble."

He pursed his lips, his eyes staring at the opponent's body were dark and bottomless, and the hand that turned over the opponent's body trembled slightly.

Taking a deep breath, he stabilized his hand, and used a small soft brush dipped in ointment to apply the ointment to the opponent's wound.

After everything was done, he walked around to the foot of the bed and picked up a fluttering bright red feather. The redness was reflected in his eyes, as if two small flames were burning.

"You kissed me, so I gave it to you!" As a result, the other party didn't cherish her so much, Sheng Junxiao was very angry.He turned around and put Xiao Mao Mao under the opponent's body and scratched it punishingly.

At the point of contact, like a burst of electric current rising, it penetrated into his body through an inexplicable connection, making his whole body go limp and his eyes flushed.

It is the tradition of Yu clan to show love with tail feathers.

Other hairs on the body are often used as precious gifts by the narcissistic birds.

But they hardly pluck the feathers from the pillow crown, because that is the most sensitive point, directly hitting the soul, and after leaving the body, there will still be an inseparable connection.

Sheng Junxiao's face was flushed, and he was panting continuously, as if he was in pain that he couldn't break free from, and also seemed to be extremely boundless joy.

A white turbidity flashed.

He tidied himself up first, and then looked down at the other party lying naked on the bed, his body was covered with blush, and his lower body was filthy, unprovoked and sinful.

A look of amazement that he didn't even notice flashed across his eyes, and he took the feather and nodded between the other's eyebrows, "Hey, you obviously like it too. How can you be angry? How can you throw it away?"

As he spoke, he stroked the ice jade beads on the other party's neck, the beads strung with red thread by the other party when the little demons rolled around and acted coquettishly.Round and bright, it's beautiful.He punched the bright red feather into the ice jade bead, and the bead hung down, just hanging on his chest, and complemented with a bit of dogwood on his chest, and the other party's heartbeat naturally sounded in his ears.

He changed Xuan Xing's clothes, put on the previous posture and got into the opponent's arms.

After a while, he frowned again and came out.He stared fixedly at Qingjun's face in front of him for a long time, then opened his arms and stuffed him into his arms, then closed his eyes with a very peaceful expression on his face.

When Sheng Junxiao was in Mingyuan, all his goals were to get out of Mingyuan, make those who despised him regret, make those who deceived him suffer, and let those who betrayed him taste his despair.

Originally, his life was supposed to start a stormy revenge plan against the entire Shang Xuanzong as soon as he came out.

But after he stepped out of the deep abyss, the demon king's inheritance gave him a hard time, trying to erase all his consciousness when he first broke through the golden core stage, his mood was unstable and his heart was disturbed.

His cultivation base, physical body, and memory are all locked in the monster's body to fight against the inheritance of the devil, leaving only a blank Shengjun Xiao, who can only overflow when he occasionally wins the upper hand in the battle with the inheritance of the devil. Some body, cultivation and memory.

Originally, according to the script, it should be that he finally defeated the demon king's inheritance, broke open the monster's body, and his cultivation base soared, and continued to start a fierce revenge plan. the road.

But Tiandao just doesn't want to see him well.Sheng Junxiao, who has no memory, smells the breath engraved into the soul before falling into the abyss, and rushes towards it like a bee seeing nectar. Well, from then on, Xiao Ruanmeng met the Great Demon King, and her life took a completely different direction. What? The master-slave contract, master-student system, and small conch and small beads are all online.

When Sheng Junxiao finally barely defeated the Demon Lord's inheritance, and accidentally ate too much and merged with the third Demon Lord's inheritance, he couldn't do without Xuan Xing because of his internal disturbance. follow.

So after the revenge plan, he has a second goal in life, which is to kidnap Xuan Xing and give him spiritual power to absorb every day.

In order to catch up with Xuan Xing's cultivation, he practiced more and more, forgetting to eat and sleep, and finally broke through the Nascent Soul, "kidnapping" is expected.

So it stands to reason that in two years or so, when he reaches the peak of Yuanying, he can kidnap this person, and then use his hidden clues buried in Shangxuanzong to bring the plot back to the right track and start the revenge mode.

However, how can the world go as expected?Especially this "person" is a troublesome group like Sheng Junxiao.

Even though he is only 28 years old, he has already reached adulthood.Xuan Xing's aura is as conspicuous as a night pearl in the dark night to a person like him who is full of fire and spiritual energy, especially when he is in estrus.

Then, Sheng Junxiao suddenly had a third goal in his heart: to kidnap Xuan Xing and release his spiritual energy, and then let the other party grow up under him.

What could be more revenge for the entire Shangxuanzong than to do such a thing to the Shangxuanzong suzerain who had placed high hopes on it?

Sheng Junxiao felt that he was simply witty.

In the middle of the night, Xuan Xing woke up in a trance, he had been strangled awake.

Although he couldn't see his fingers, thanks to his profound cultivation, he opened his eyes and saw an unknown object wrapped in silk cloth, and he was being strangled by this unknown object!

The thrilling effect of seeing this kind of thing in the middle of the night is definitely no less than the feeling of seeing the Xth generation pharaoh who was sleeping inside suddenly turning over and sitting up when the archaeological team explored the pyramid.

Fortunately, Xuan Tianshi's heart has always been strong, and the speed of his thoughts is far beyond ordinary people.After his breathing deepened for [-] second, and he pushed the "mummy" out one centimeter with his backhand, he immediately realized that the aura was his apprentice, and the attire was the effect of wrapping around a few more times because of his anger.

"Master." Shengjun Xiaomi opened his eyes in bewilderment.

Xuan Xing felt guilty for waking up the seriously injured apprentice.But soon he didn't have time to care about these miscellaneous feelings, because - something is wrong, something is wrong with his body, especially a strange sticky feeling coming from his body.

As a man, even the most pure-hearted and ascetic man, he can't understand this feeling very well.

Xuan Xing couldn't believe it, but the facts couldn't help him not to believe it.In the middle of the night, when he didn't know, he actually...

The dream he had before, the dream he had before should not be considered a dream.

"Let's try it." Holding a long sword and wearing casual sportswear, the "little sword man" approached with a smile.

"The battle between Jian and Xuan has been going on for tens of thousands of years. If you are not afraid of being beaten to death by your father, I don't mind."

Looking up from the pages of the book, white shirt, spotless, silver glasses, slightly refracted light, created a classic image of a generation of learning gods, Xuan Ying smiled and looked at the other party's face wrinkled into a bun in an instant.

"Jianqing." Xuan Xing rested his forehead with one hand, murmured this somewhat remote name in a low voice, as if in a lifetime.

"Who is Jianqing?" Shengjun Xiao asked abruptly.

This is a lifetime away!

Xuan Xing came back to his senses, shook his head, "It's just an old friend." Then he lifted the corner of the quilt and got out, turned around and wrapped up the apprentice tightly, rubbed the other's forehead, "You have a good rest, I'll go out for a walk."

Sheng Junxiao touched the other side where Yu Wen was still there, and pursed his lips.

After walking out, Xuan Tianshi had a problem, he didn't want to go to the blue lake where thousands of people washed.

It's not difficult to find a ravine and set up a formation as a bathroom, and it's not difficult to condense a bucket of water with spiritual power, but he is not a wood spirit root, so where can he find a bathtub.

"It would be great if Tiantian was here." I was used to being served by my apprentice, and now I don't even bring a bathtub with me, tsk tsk, it's a big deal to be idle.

"Ho—" Shengjun Xiao, who tilted his head to look at the little conch, let out a cold snort, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Due to equipment problems, Xuan Xing staged a shower.

Only then did he realize that his wound had healed a lot, and that the raging fire spirit power was now warming his meridians, he touched his chin, and said to himself, "Could it be beneficial to ejaculate once? "

Xuan Xing walked around the Bibo Lake for a while in a fresh suit. As for the little apprentice thinking it was a "strange millet", Xuan Xing felt that there was no need to worry at all. Only the eight-year-old little bean sprouts, how could he know such a thing? many.

It's just that he rarely feels a little "homesickness". After 12 years in Liuyang mainland, everything in the past seems to be getting more and more distant.Sometimes I even feel that I am Xuan Xing of Xuanzong, not Xuan Xing of Xuanmen.

"You have such good adaptability, is it my fault?"

After a while, Xuan Xing let out a light snort.

Looking up, a beautiful figure in white clothes is walking slowly, with a lotus crown and black hair, elegant and refined, not exactly a consonance.

"Senior Brother Xuanying?" Lingxi was slightly surprised, and then nodded, "It's so good, and it also avoids the way for Lingxi to come and go." She bowed her head and apologized: "It is Lingxi who has troubled senior brother."

What is the impediment, the two know it well.Xuan Xing nodded coldly, if he was injured, then the "gentleman" Xuan Tianshi would not embarrass women, and he couldn't blame the other party, let alone the other party helped him during the evil cultivation in Huyang City.But the one who was seriously injured was his own apprentice, so he couldn't help but vent his anger.

Lingxi was startled for a moment, then regained his composure, a blue light flashed in his hand, it was a purple jade box.

Xuan Xing looked at the box subconsciously, there was no medicinal fragrance or spiritual power fluctuations, but it had a charming charm.

"This is Ji Flint. My master ordered Lingxi to make amends for my brother. It was my brother who was reckless."

Extreme Flint has a fatal attraction to all fire root monks.After refining it, in addition to dissipating the fire aura in the air, it can also actuate the fire of heaven and earth at will, and even steal the fire aura of others in battle.It can also automatically repair all the wounds of the Huolinggen monks, and their cultivation base will improve by leaps and bounds.

In the original book, such a good thing naturally fell into the hands of the protagonist.

But now... Xuan Xing took a deep look at Lingxi, "It's just a challenge, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"If you have to talk straight and straight, this matter has nothing to do with Lingxi. But the origin lies with me in the end, so how can you deceive yourself?" Lingxi smiled slightly, "You don't need this kind of thing for left and right Lingxi. Most of them are wood and water spirit roots, so why not give them to those who need them most.”

Seeing that Xuan Xing didn't believe in "following the master's order", Lingxi also said calmly, "If Ling Mingche is left with a dark wound because of this battle, where can senior brother find such a good disciple?"

Xuan Xing's eyes moved slightly, and he had to admit that Lingxi is really an excellent lobbyist.

Taking the things in Lingxi's hand, Xuan Xing lowered his eyes, "I owe you a favor."

"it is good."

The night wind wrinkled the blue waves of the lake, and the two walked together for the rest of the night.

After Chaoyang was born, Xuan Xing opened the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the mummy on the bed.

"You're back?" Shengjun Xiao said indifferently.

Suddenly remembered that his little apprentice was afraid of the dark, woke him up in the middle of the night, and threw him into the darkness alone, Xuan Xing rubbed his nose, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

"Okay, okay," he preemptively rubbed the bow on the little apprentice's head, that's right, Master Xuan Tian felt that this kind of cute bow tie was the most suitable for his little apprentice. "Master gave you a gift!" He said and took out the purple jade box and shook it in front of the other party's eyes.

Sheng Junxiao: "..." Do you think he is a child?It was from that woman.Hmph, it was given by that woman, so you can't let things stay on the other party.Even if it is a tool to give him aura, it cannot be touched by others!

He grabbed the things in Xuan Xing's hand, "I heard what you and Lingxi said, I owe her the favor!"

Xuan Xing was taken aback, thinking of Little Conch, his face suddenly changed, "Since when did you start looking at me!"

Sheng Junxiao pursed his lips, and the scene of the other party's crystal water drops falling in the bath quickly flashed through his mind, and said calmly: "I waited until the master didn't come back, so I took the little conch to see the master, and then Master has been talking to Lingxi, and I don't have time to talk to Master."

call--

Hearing this, Xuan Xing let out a long breath from the bottom of his heart.

In case the little apprentice left some hidden wounds that he didn't know about, he checked the extremely flint stone, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, Xuan Xing arranged the barrier and asked the little apprentice to start refining.

He was out to protect his young disciples. Anyway, in the eyes of the general public, his disciples were all injured and dying and needed to be rescued. It would not be a problem if they disappeared for a few days.

ten days later.

Sheng Junxiao, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes with a "swipe", and a red flame flashed in his eyes.

"Master!" He jumped up and jumped across from Xuan Xing.

Wow——Xuan Xing passed her right hand flatly, it was a brand new set of clothes.

The "mummy suit" has been burnt to powder in the process of refining the flint, and I have seen the naked apprentice for so long, even if the apprentice is in good shape, it still feels very subtle.

"Pfft..." Sheng Junxiao laughed, took the clothes from Xuan Xing's hands and put them on slowly.

After he was dressed, Xuan Xing made some "decorations" for the apprentice, and a seriously injured patient appeared again.

Today is the closing ceremony of the Quartet Conference, so he still needs to show up.It's not good for a dying apprentice to be seen recovering so quickly.

As soon as the two appeared, they exchanged pleasantries again.

"Sect Master Xuan Xing is really lucky."

"Heroes come from youth."

"I knew that Uncle Mingche would be fine."

After the rankings had been announced and the prizes had been awarded, no matter how much they had in mind, everyone was smiling.As the No.1 of the human race, Xu Jing is making the final conclusion.

When everyone was relaxing, Xuan Xing knew that the highlight of the copy of the Sifang Conference was coming, and someone would appear soon, so he raised the corners of his mouth in interest.

"Who is here?" Xu Jing suddenly turned his head on the stage, a light flashed in his hand, and he shot out a burst of energy.

On the opposite side of the ancient tree, the tallest branch was shaded by green leaves, and a man in red jumped down, as if jumping from the rising sun, dazzling, eye-catching, standing still, looking back, raising his eyebrows and smiling.

"Everyone sweeps the couch to greet each other, how dare Shenhuai not come. Sect Master Xujing is very polite."

A row of ancient trees behind him broke under the emptiness, and the lake exploded into a thousand layers of waves. He stood in front of the high-rising water column, his tone was leisurely and elegant like a romantic genius, but he held a sword in one hand, a pitch-black long sword Pointing to the ground, a domineering and sharp air rushed towards his face.