Save the world with a plot

During this period, Xuan Xing woke up every ten days, and Sheng Junxiao also changed the interval of waking up every three days to every ten days.

I especially remember when Xuan Xing opened his eyes and first broke through the mid-stage of transformation——

"Master." Sheng Junxiao, who always woke up earlier, greeted him happily.

"Practicing sword?" Xuan Xing Luoluo stood up, drew his sword, and held a sword flower with one hand.

"Practice sword?" Sheng Junxiao blinked, but didn't react for a while.

Soon, the red and white rays of light lit up, dazzling and gorgeous, and the white light that had been covered by the red light in the exiled land was so prosperous that it almost competed with the sky.

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

Putting away the sword, he rubbed his nose. At the end of the Exiled Land, the time was urgent, so he accidentally used his own spiritual power to directly cover Xuan Xing's spiritual power. Do you need...to "hold vengeance" like this?

——When the flower of Gaoling starts to care about what you do, and even responds to it no longer indifferently, but "immature", then, congratulations, your position in the flower of Gaoling's heart must be very important, and Gaoling The flower is by no means indifferent to you.

This must be considered a "childish" reaction, right?Sheng Junxiao put away the sword, thinking silently, then quietly, quietly, quietly pulled the opponent's hand that had been held by the habit of "boiling frogs in warm water".

"Master... since leaving the exile, it seems that his mood has fluctuated a lot."

In fact, at the very beginning, when he still didn't remember anything but being in the form of a snowball beast, Xuan Xing was also like this at that time, bright, casual, playful, warm...

It's just that the more he went to the back, the more cold and ruthless he became, and the whole person's emotions seemed to freeze a little bit as his ice spirit root became more and more full, and an icy aura filled the air.

He knows that this is the attribute of the other party, the other party's body, and the other party's Taoism, which cannot be changed.

Now, suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, the ice and snow melted, what's the difference.

He was naturally happy with this change, but he was afraid that it would harm the other party's cultivation.

"Really?" Xuan Xing raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Seeing that the other party didn't care, Sheng Junxiao suppressed the strangeness in his heart, "Tao" is not static, is it?

A bright smile appeared on his face, "Master, I'll cook."

Although he was out of the exile, Sheng Junxiao found that Xuan Xing seemed to like the mortal habit of eating and sleeping inside.So every time after the other party wakes up, he will make tea, prepare to eat, and then win a "sleep on feet" with a dead skin and a face.

The 50.00th step of Raiding the Flower of Gaoling, I will quietly tell you a secret. According to the investigation and research of the research team of Qixian, more than [-]% of the Flower of Gaoling are actually invisible "food lovers".The so-called grabbing a man's stomach is equivalent to grabbing a man's heart, this saying is by no means limited to the mortal world.

Sheng Junxiao took it for granted, humming something in his mouth, and briskly took out the pots, pans and cutting boards from the Qiankun bag.

Yu Yu and Asuka were lucky enough to enjoy the swordsmanship of the darling of the heavens. The whole process was painless and they died peacefully. The master said that the meat was more delicious this way.

Soon, the aroma of each dish came, and every time a dish was prepared, Sheng Junxiao immediately put them into the space spirit jade to keep warm and fresh.

There was only the last dish of stewed mushrooms, which required a slow fire. Sheng Junxiao sat on the side with his chin propped up, and then touched his bosom, touched, touched, touched... His face froze suddenly.

Time went back to half an hour ago. At that time, Sheng Junxiao had just said that he was going to cook. At that time, Xuan Xing had just parted ways with his apprentice briefly. Then he stepped inside, came to the bed, and suddenly stopped. .

The white and soft brocade looks like a plain that can be seen to the bottom. It is clean and everything can be seen.Therefore, the only thing on it is particularly eye-catching.

It was a miniature statue about as long as a middle finger. Xuan Xing stretched out his hand to pick it up. The villain in his hand and the "adult" who was holding the villain were very similar in facial features, facial features and demeanor. His sword eyebrows and star eyes were indifferent and picturesque. .

Obviously, this is a miniature chunky version of Xuan Tianshi.

The meticulous clothing carvings, the vivid depiction of the facial features, especially the cold expression mixed with a little warmth, can be described as lifelike, which cannot be obtained without careful observation and great affection for the sculptor.

Xuan Xing's expression became extremely subtle. This kind of superb refining level and understanding of him, as well as the people who may appear here, the status of the master of the villain is self-evident. #never know the original apprentice is still an artist#

By the time Sheng Junxiao rushed all the way to the outside of the spiritual bone wooden house, it was already half an hour and a quarter of an hour after Xuan Xing found out.

He stopped suddenly, tidied up and down the stream outside the house, then adjusted a clean and bright smile on his face, pushed the door open with a doglike face, his movements were gentle and elegant, "Master."

He came first before anyone saw him, and he managed to avoid the tragedy of getting stuck in the middle of two words, but his smile froze slightly.

In the room, Xuan Xing was sitting at the desk, lightly flipping through a volume of books, and a villain nicknamed Xiao Mimi was perfectly placed on the top corner as a paperweight.

The hope was broken, thinking that Xuan Xing would not find out that he was so naive when he was reading a book, the villain in Sheng Junxiao's heart squatted down silently, fortunately, he was careful when he did it, and only hoped that Xiao Mimi's "peeping" Don't be discovered, otherwise the picture is too beautiful, he dare not think about it.

"You're back." Xuan Xing raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sheng Junxiao, then continued to lower his head.

Sheng Junxiao: "..." Is it gone?

Illuminated by the twinkling light bulbs that can be compared to lasers, Xuan Xing quickly raised his head again, picked up the statue on the book, the slender white fingers reflected the lifelike villain, it was very beautiful.

"Are you looking at it?" A look of amazement flashed across his face.

Sheng Junxiao was worried, whether Master thought he had some perverted habit, not everyone could accept having a miniature version of himself and being hidden and touched by another person.

"Confiscated."

While struggling, a clear and cold voice sounded.

"Yes... ah?" Sheng Junxiao nodded subconsciously, and suddenly reacted with his eyes widened, and his expression froze for a moment.

"It's good to be a paperweight." Xuan Xing said indifferently.

"This won't work." Sheng Junxiao blurted out, and came to Xuanying's table quickly, and took out another villain from his arms, a villain he had just spent half a quarter of an hour quickly shoddy, a black man in white clothes A villain with a jade-like sword face, cut temples, and sparkling peach eyes.

"No?" Xuan Xing asked coldly.

"This is for Master." Sheng Junxiao smiled shyly, and handed over a pudgy little Sheng Junxiao.

"..."

Xuan Xing's face, which had been expressionless since Sheng Junxiao came in, finally cracked.

Sheng Junxiao's eyes were quick and his hands "wow-" picked up the little honey on the table and stuffed it into his arms, and put another villain in his hand on it.

Xuan Xing: "..." He laughed angrily, "Why, if you take it back, I can't snatch it back?"

Sheng Junxiao: "..." Was this bandit-like overlord really said by his immortal master?

"Bring it here." Xuan Xing stood up, stretched out his hand, and spread it out.

Sheng Junxiao looked at Xuan Xing with wide and bright peach blossom eyes, and forced his handsome face to look like a dog.

"Don't make me say it a second time." Unfortunately, Xuan Tianshi is not a fluffy person, he said with a very ruthless face.

There is a dilemma in front of me——

do not give.How can you not give what Master wants, bastard!

Give.If you give it, there will be no master figure to see. If you give it to the "peeping eyes" above, you will be discovered one day.

In the end, he still took out the villain in his arms with an expression mixed with extreme reluctance and a strong man breaking his wrist.The so-called "Life is precious, and the price of skin is higher. If it is for flowers, both can be thrown away. ——The heroes of Qixian will give all the warriors in the world who want to pick the flowers of Gaoling."

Xuan Xing reached out to take it, and tossed it lightly a few times, as if playing with a small sandbag. Following his movements, Sheng Junxiao's heart also rose and fell.

In the end, when the other party stopped, when he thought his heart could relieve the pressure a little, suddenly there was a wild beating.

Xuan Xing gently twisted the hair crown on the little man's head, pulled out a thin black thread, and wove a few majestic and simple flower knots on the thread.

"turn around."

"Ah?" Sheng Junxiao didn't respond for a while.

"turn around."

"Oh." Although he still didn't understand, he still turned his back obediently.

"Too many, turn it in half." Xuan Tianshi, who wanted to say ninety degrees, silently changed his words.

Sheng Junxiao turned his left side towards Xuan Xing.

"The other side." Xuan Tianshi, who once again found that he was not suitable for a teacher, gritted his teeth angrily.

Sheng Junxiao: "..." He turned around and turned his right side towards Xuan Xing.It just happened to reveal the dark long sword at the waist, Jun Xiaojian.

Unknown why, a little nervous, Sheng Junxiao was faintly nervous, and the next moment, his long eyelashes trembled suddenly.

Xuan Xing passed the thin thread connected to Xiao Mimi through the small hole in the hilt of the sword, and tied it to make a sword tassel.

Sheng Junxiao opened his mouth, his face seemed to be dazed with joy.Suddenly, he put his arms around Xuan Xing's neck across the table, "Master, Master, Master..."

Is Master treating me the same as I treat Master?

Just as he was about to ask, there was a bang, and the nanmu table half arm's width split from the middle.

boom--

Collapsed suddenly.

Xuan Xing: "..."

Sheng Junxiao: "..."

Xuan Xing squatted down first, and pushed away the broken wood.

"Master, be careful." Sheng Junxiao also squatted down immediately, and pulled Xuan Xing's hand away, "Which book is the master looking for, the disciple can come." Hand, with good materials, even monks will be stabbed, he is not at ease.

"My Sword Spike."

The cold voice sounded, Sheng Junxiao didn't react at first, then his heart trembled suddenly, and even his hands trembled. become the hands of the sieve.

"..." How stupid, Xuan Xing was speechless, "How could I have such a stupid disciple as you."