Save the world with a plot

NO.13, clear.

NO.14, Xuan Xing.

The moment the jade tablet flipped back in mid-air, Shen Huai was taken aback.

Everyone was also taken aback for a moment, and then secretly laughed—hey, master and apprentice, they seemed to be very touched too.

Of course, the above are passers-by who are not firm in their standpoints. Those with firm standpoints can always "see the essence through the phenomenon"-look, they are masters and apprentices just like Shen Huai, and it really is a tacit understanding and fate.

Various emotions flashed across the stands, and Xuan Xing just stood up very calmly.

Sheng Junxiao stood up at the same time, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He was so handsome that the eyes of all the girls in the stands were reddened.

Bang—a man in a green shirt suddenly stood up on the stage, and his long sleeves tipped over the teacup, making a crisp sound.

"Ah Xu." The man in the black long shirt beside him stretched out his hand and pressed the back of the opponent's hand. The man in the green shirt just came back to his senses and smiled at the people around him, "I lost my composure."

In the field, Shengjun Xiao went out of a circle and walked towards Xuan Xing, step by step, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and Xuan Xing looked at him expressionlessly.

When there was only one step between the two, Sheng Junxiao turned his head and saw a wooden stake half a person tall. He flicked the dust on it, sat down, turned his head and smiled at Xuan Ying, "Master, come on!" .”

Xuan Xing lowered his eyes, looked at the white gown below, under which were two straight and slender thighs, and then—a slight toothache.

Hey, the protagonist's thigh, sit on it?

Why didn't he let the water drown Shen Huai early in the morning?

"Master?" Sheng Junxiao raised his head and smiled softly.

Xuan Xing nodded, jumped lightly, and sat cross-legged on the opponent's lap.Well, it is flat, soft and elastic, and has long femurs as a support. It is very safe. It is a good meat stool. It would be great if the owner of the meat stool is not the protagonist.

Shen Huai came over with a smile, "Mingche is of the fire attribute, so you have to take a sip of water spiritual power." He pointed at Xuan Xing just now, and then turned halfway to point to a water spirit root monk present, "You Come and condense a handful of water spirit power into NO.13's mouth."

Soon, Sheng Junxiao's face was flushed and his cheeks were bulging.Xuan Xing was faintly nervous, if the other party sprayed it out, then... his face would be watering, the taste was so delicious, he didn't dare to think about it, he could only hope for Sheng Junxiao's concentration as the protagonist.

He sank his mind and began to use his spiritual power.

Seeing Xuan Xing's starry eyes becoming hollow and out of focus little by little, Sheng Junxiao knew that the other party had already settled down.It's just that he couldn't get out of his beautiful eyes before.

He smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart, what a pair of beautiful eyes, but why is your master so ruthless?

He stared fixedly at those beautiful starry eyes—these were the eyes that kept him in a trance, soft-hearted, and credulous again and again. After he caught the other party, he would dig out these eyes and treasure them, soon.The day when the tri-ethnic union ended, it happened to be the once-in-a-hundred-year Nine Chi and Tianri.

Sheng Junxiao, who was immersed in his calculations, ignored the noise around him.

All the people who volunteered to "tell jokes" all failed. Some jokes even the older generation couldn't help clapping their hands and laughing, but unexpectedly, the person sitting in the middle was not at all expressionless.Everyone can't help but praise "good concentration".

#Master Uncle Mingche is really awesome#

#Zhuangzai My Great Shang Xuanzong#

#Since ancient times heroes come out of youth#

Everyone couldn't help looking at Xuan Xing, good guy, they almost saw straight at a glance, there are already twenty circles of swirls lingering outside.Turning pattern is to run around for a week and then sway the spiritual power in a circle, but when the big guys enter the meditation, they are not so fancy and restrain their spiritual power. Now for the convenience of the game, Xuan Xing releases the turning pattern.This means that he has been running his spiritual power for twenty weeks.

Immediately, everyone's faces became stiff. They had heard that Sect Master Xuan Xing was a cultivator madman. Seeing him today, his reputation was indeed well-deserved.But--

Half of the game time has passed, and they still can't make that Mingche laugh, they are not convinced, they still want to see the flower of Xuan Gaoling wet.

Everyone in Shangxuanzong, who was originally photographed by Mingche and Xuanying's lustful power, had been silent.An elder of the same generation as Xuan Xing jumped down, he was not afraid of an elder, so he went all out.

"Nephew Mingche." The elder stroked his beard with a smile, and said in a friendly manner, "Do you want to hear some interesting stories about your master's childhood?"

Everyone took the lead in beating chicken blood - oh, this is to have a bite.Imagining the scene of Gaoling Zhihua in the past like a small ball with a mouth leaking from the wind and shouting wet, the picture is really beautiful, it is a big revelation.

Even Sheng Junxiao, who had been sitting upright and not moving, couldn't help rolling his eyes. The elder saw that there was a door, and hurriedly sent a voice transmission to him while the iron was hot.

Crowd: "..."

At this moment, their mood can't be described in words, as if the wind has leaked in an instant, they are empty, and they are so uncomfortable that they can't wait to grab the ground with their heads, so that this elder can see the public opinion.Especially after seeing that even Ming Che shuddered twice, this desire reached its peak.

What did you say?

What exactly was said!

I'm so curious, what was Kaolinzhihua like when she was a child!

Everyone is scratching their heads, but it's a pity that the older generation can't ask, and the younger generation dare not ask.Until Na Mingche recovered from twitching, blue veins, flushed face to white skin and calm face, still no one opened his mouth to pick a little bit out of the elder's mouth.

The elder was downcast, several times he felt that the little nephew was about to laugh, but he couldn't help it. Could it be that he learned the same cold face as his master?

Immediately afterwards, Qinghui immediately picked it up.Anyway, he has always been a master of death, and it doesn't matter if he dies again.Willing to cut himself to pieces, dare to pull the Suzerain off the horse, don't you?At worst, go to Kuya and copy the "Sword Rules", can you still kill him?

After completing the above psychological preparations, he said to Shengjun Xiao alone: ​​"Uncle Mingche, do you know the cold spring behind the bamboo tower on the Suzerain Peak?"

Sheng Junxiao didn't respond.

"It was more than 40 years ago when the master and uncle first came out to be the suzerain. After the succession ceremony, he felt that he had to take a bath, and when he jumped in and out of the sword washing pool, he was cut. I was shocked and turned pale. He told me that he used sword energy. Cut marrow." He kicked down in one breath without taking a breath, as if he would be killed immediately if he took another breath.

The corners of the crowd couldn't help twitching, and then thought about the appearance of Kaolin Zhihua coming out of the Sword Washing Pond, covered in blood and even blood on his face, and then calmed down with that handsome face expressionless: I am like this, Jianqi Fasuier .I can't help but hahaha.

It's a pity that after laughing, Ming Che remained silent during that scene.

But everyone seems to have discovered a little trick, that is, everything involving Xuan Xing will make this Mingche a little emotional.

Tsk tsk tsk, I can't tell, but he is still a "teacher control".

"Teacher control" is good, the next person who tells the joke will rely on Sect Master Xuan Xing for everything.In this way, Sect Master Xuan Xing, who has always shown himself to be cold and solemn, was "bed-wetting", "catch crickets", and "confession x" times for no reason.Everyone talked more and more vigorously, and Qixiangu even compiled the "Xuanying Ballad", preparing for the three clans to reunite, sorting it out and publishing it.

At the back, everyone in Shangxuanzong who had been secretly poking and participating all shrunk their necks, without him, because they felt the cold air of the suzerain.Don't ask them why they are nearly a hundred miles away, and they can still feel the air-conditioning. They have a special ability to sense the suzerain's air-conditioning.

In the end, seeing that Xuan Xing had already circulated for forty weeks of heavenly spiritual power, but that Mingche had adapted to everyone's various "Xuan Xing Sect Master Once" bodies, and became calm again.

"..."

"!"

They began to urge the disciples of Shangxuanzong who had a certain degree of authenticity and credibility to go into battle, but they didn't know that the comrades who were originally good comrades in the same trench now pretended to be quails.

Crowd: Traitors.

Shangxuan Zongzhong: Loyal to the suzerain.

Crowd:  …

All the people look at each other: rise up and attack, but you can't get up.

Shang Xuanzong: I would rather die than surrender.

The crowd was defeated and retreated steadily.

Just when everyone's morale was low, Shen Huai Shi Shiran stood up, came to Sheng Junxiao's side, and smiled, "Good boy." He also imitated Xuan Xing and reached out to touch the other person's head.

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

Everyone could see with naked eyes that Ming Che's face suddenly turned ferocious.