Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Territory, Phoenix Volcano.

On the day Yan Fei entered the realm, Jinghong flattened the volcano with his sword. Now the mountain is no longer there, and there is only a bottomless magma hell left. The power of the sword spirit is fully revealed. Compete, only for worship.

The Falling Sword has been born for a thousand years, and the sword spirit has been born for a hundred years. When the mythical secret treasure appears in the world, it also represents the starting point of a new era.

Because the human world and the earth world, which have been silent for thousands of years like stagnant water, may be about to ascend to immortality!

The child of destiny appears, some people are unwilling to be mediocre and fight for it, and some people think they are mediocre and just want to get a little blessing.

Since the sword spirit is now in the hands of different people, it depends on which side wins the final battle. Just like the battle for the throne in the human realm, some casual cultivators in the demon world surrendered. In just one month, the Falling Heaven Sect headed by Yan Fei came into play. And born.

The original location of Phoenix Volcano has been rebuilt as the headquarters of a sect.

In the depths of the cave at the back of the palace, Yan Fei looked at the long sword rolling and smelting in the magma, and quietly listened to the report of the man behind.

"The two people from Diancang Mountain headed towards the Disha Demon Clan, and passed by Shen Jizhou and Luoyue Valley on the way. After coming out of these two places, Yu Chuyang's strength has increased a lot, and there are two more people with advanced cultivation levels beside him. protector."

The man waited for a long time without waiting for an answer. A layer of cold sweat gradually oozes from his forehead, and he continued: "We once arranged for experts to ambush them in secret, but... they failed. I got a chance by accident, and a disciple of the Falling Heaven Sect came back with a message, so Yu Chuyang seems to want to meet the leader..."

The cave was instantly chilled, and Yan Fei looked sideways, with murderous intent: "He said he wanted to see me?"

The man in black knelt down with a plop, and said tremblingly, "Then what Yu Chuyang said was that if the leader wants to kill him, you might as well go there in person, because he, he also wants to kill the leader."

If Tang Huan were here, hearing this sentence, he would definitely be astonished to doubt his life!

Because in the original book, Yu Chuyang didn’t know that Yan Fei was the forbidden son who was shouted to be killed by everyone until he died because Yan Fei got rid of the evil spirit through double cultivation with him. threaten.

But if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising that Yu Chuyang knew it. If he only kept the memories of the original book after his rebirth, wouldn't Tang Huan's hard work be in vain?

But this time, Yu Chuyang had "senior sister" Tang Huan in the world before his rebirth, and the memories he brought back were quite different.

Regarding the fact that Yu Chuyang discovered his identity, although Yan Fei had a gloomy aura, he didn't seem surprised, "What else did he say?"

The Heizi man took out a sealed jade talisman, and Yan Fei reached out to take it.

The young man's quiet voice came from the jade talisman.

"For the sake of him going to Lingxu Temple, I won't expose you for now, Yan Fei, sooner or later I will..."

Yan Fei didn't listen to what was said later, and the jade talisman was instantly crushed, and the sea of ​​consciousness of the man below was also shattered.

Throwing the man's body into the magma pool, the crimson sword embryo in the center of the pool seemed to add a touch of blood. Yan Fei used spiritual energy to drive the sword embryo, and said "Yu Chuyang" in a low voice without expression.

The spirit of love jumped out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and asked in amazement: "What does he mean? Does the master go to Lingxu Temple have something to do with him?"

The Spirit of Love didn't know Xiao Changli, but he knew that Tang Huan would abandon them to Lingxu Temple because Yan Fei said Xiao Changli was there, but the person who spoke in the jade talisman seemed to be named Yu Chuyang.

"Didn't the master go there to find Xiao Changli?!"

"...Xiao Changli?" Yan Fei looked at the Spirit of Love mockingly, his eyes seemed to despise its title, "How could I send him to find Xiao Changli?"

Eighteen Cave Houses said that the person Tang Huan misses is Yan Fei, but no one knows better than Yan Fei that the person Tang Huan really misses is actually Xiao Changli, so much that he can't wait to talk about it all the time!

Lingxu Temple had a big feud with Tang Huan, but when he heard that Xiao Changli was there, Tang Huan ran to look for it without thinking, which is enough to explain everything.

Yan Fei tilted her head and sneered, "I seem to have such a good intention? Let alone Xiao Changli, he won't go."

At this moment, the spirit of fear ran out of Yan Fei's sea of ​​consciousness in a panic, "Third, third brother! Run, the tsunami is coming...!"

The cave suddenly fell into dead silence.

The Spirit of Love opened his mouth, and before he could speak, the Spirit of Fear was thrown into the magma pool by Yan Fei holding his head.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!

The Spirit of Love didn't have time to pay attention to the Spirit of Fear, and asked: "Then why did you let Master go to Lingxu Temple?!"

"It's in the way." Yan Fei was too lazy to explain to a sword spirit.

Why did Tang Huan go to Lingxu Temple?

First, he was threatened by Yu Chuyang to expose his identity, and second, because Yu Chuyang not only knew his identity, but also said firmly that Tang Huan would die if he didn't go to Lingxu Temple.

Will die soon, without a whole body.

As for why he died, Yu Chuyang couldn't tell, and he didn't want to say too much. He seemed to be sure that Yan Fei would compromise, and it was enough to expose his identity.

It turned out that Yan Fei had indeed compromised, and he coaxed and lied to send him to Lingxu Temple.

There were rumors about the little monk, the breath-changing ring, Tang Huan's face, and double cultivation of secret techniques. He believed that Tang Huan would be imprisoned at worst and would not die easily.

Calling back the Spirit of Fear that was thumping in the magma, Yan Fei said, "It's been a month, and you still haven't sensed the sword spirit hidden in the ground?"

The spirit of fear is still crying: "Second, second brother is still awake, woohoo...I can only sense that it is nearby, no, I don't know the exact location."

Yan Fei's tone was cold: "Trash! If you can't find it, I will put you into the sword."

"...Don't... woo, don't train me..."

The fingers squeezed the spirit of fear's head deformed, and then loosened it again, and the dusty spirit of fear fell into the magma, screaming again.

The Spirit of Love pulled out the Spirit of Fear who had lost his soul, made it smaller and placed it on his head, watching Yan Fei's leaving back, annoyed and helpless.

Since Tang Huan left, the two spirits noticed that Yan Fei seemed to have changed, becoming ruthless and unpredictable. When he was strong enough to crush others, he seldom spoke again.

Those who are disobedient will be killed, and those who talk too much will be killed.

Regardless of evil ways or righteous ways, no matter demons or human races, as long as they are not useful, they are almost all killed.

Since the first day of the world, the two sword spirits have been slaughtering, and now it's only been a month, and they have killed more people than the previous sword master in a hundred years!

The two sword spirits actually didn't care about their master's way of killing, but ever since Yan Fei learned that the two spirits would hurt him and he would suffer backlash, his attitude towards them also changed.

Yan Fei doesn't regard them as human beings at all now... Bah, look at them as spirits!

The Fallen Sword Spirit, which others could only dream of like a treasure, is controlled like a slave by him!

The days without Tang Huan, the spirit of love and the spirit of fear are very difficult, they have completely recognized the master, if they escape, they will be labeled as traitor spirits by Tiandao, and they will never be able to return to their original bodies, and attacking Yan Fei will also suffer serious backlash , may fall into a deep sleep again.

"Oh, he wasn't like this before."

The spirit of love couldn't help but sighed, not to blame Tang Huan, but just felt that Tang Huan met people unkindly, and was deceived by the false appearance revealed by Yan Fei.

The spirit of fear was hugging it and trembling, looking at Yan Fei's back with lingering fear, and was crying so hard that he hadn't recovered from the horror of being thrown into the magma.

The Spirit of Love asks, "Who do you smell around?"

"...Oh, it's fourth, fourth brother."

The seven sword spirits each have their own strengths, and the spirit of fear not only has the effect of strengthening the sword master's heart, but also has a way of finding people.

Because he is the least courageous and the weakest, the rest of the sword spirits are worried that something will happen to one of his spirits. Before they dispersed, they forced the spirit of fear to remember their smells. Except for the evil spirit, who wished that the trash, the spirit of fear, would die soon, there were five remaining sword spirits. are all involved,

"Well, this is indeed the place where he will hide." The spirit of love thought deeply.

The Spirit of Fear burst into tears: "Third Brother, he said he couldn't find Fourth Brother, so he practiced me."

"Don't be afraid, he dare not..."

Before the Spirit of Love finished speaking, he suddenly thought of Yan Fei's face that had never smiled since he came to the world, and those beautiful and heartless eyes that were so silent that they didn't seem to be alive.

...Yan Fei dare not?

No!How dare he!

The spirit of love is cold all over, as long as Tang Huan is not around, that guy can do anything!

Thinking of this, the spirit of love said decisively: "Let's go find the fourth child!"

There are very few times when Yan Fei does not kill people. As long as he does not use the sword, the two spirits can move freely. This is a rare opportunity.

"He wants to kill us, so let's kill him first!"

Although the spirit of love is a fragment of positive emotions, it is not a good stubble. Its pink spirit body gradually turns blood red, and it is cold and authentic: "The fourth child has not been subdued yet, let the fourth child kill him in the trial. "

The Spirit of Fear's crying stopped suddenly, and after a while, he asked in a low voice: "What if he passes...?"

...crow's mouth!

The spirit of love wants to slap it!

"We can't be called into the trial to help. He can't pass in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and the fourth brother's anger can at least be resisted by a monk in the distracted state."

After all, the Spirit of Love didn't delay any longer, and pulled the Spirit of Fear and ran out of the cave.

Now it doesn't want to stay by Yan Fei's side any longer, it just wants to kill him quickly and go find Tang Huan!

Just after the two spirits left, Yan Fei revealed her figure from the depths of the cave, staring expressionlessly at the direction where the sword spirit ran out.

Sword spirits can be invisible, as long as they don't want to, almost no one in the Three Realms can see them. In other words, they can roam around the world with great fanfare and recklessness.

The land boundary is not smaller than the human world, and now the focus of the three worlds is on the Fallen Heaven Sect. Yan Fei can kill batch after batch of invading monks, but has no energy to search for other sword spirits everywhere, and he is not as lucky as the Destiny's Child.

But these two sword spirits are different.

Yan Fei silently twitched the corners of his mouth, showing the first smile in a month, and murmured: "Don't let me down."

As for the trial of the spirit of anger, Yan Fei didn't take it seriously.

The brain circuit of the villain is different from that of ordinary people, and the spirit of love looks at the villain from the eyes of ordinary people, which is courting death.

If the spirit of wrath can pass at least the strength of distraction, then he can find a way to increase his strength to distraction at that time.

If he can't improve himself, he will rely on external force. If the sword spirit can't be called into the trial, then he can refine the sword spirit. If one is not enough, then two. He really dared to do it.

As for the body of the Falling Heaven Sword, and the rumor that the person who obtained the Falling Heaven Sword was able to ascend.

Yan Fei smiled contemptuously, and looked at the sword embryo tumbling in the flames.

After he has melted all the seven sword spirits, his sword will be the Falling Heaven Sword.

At that time, the rumors will also be changed to, those who win the Heaven Defying Sword will be able to ascend.

Burning the blood on the ground with flames, Yan Fei called another subordinate, "Has there been any movement in Lingxu Temple recently?"

This time it was a woman in black who came in. The woman nodded and lowered her eyebrows and said, "Master Hui! All the disciples sent to Lingxu Temple have never heard from them. After entering Guixu Mountain, they have never returned. We are incompetent, it is better to belong to the school." Next personally..."

Yan Fei tightened her fingers on the side, closed her eyes and said, "Go down."

"...here."

When the woman backed away quietly, Yan Fei took out a picture talisman, rubbed it with her fingertips, and a picture of a beauty sleeping soundly was reflected in front of her eyes.

He watched without saying a word, until Tang Huan in the photo moved his lips slightly and uttered a dream that started with "Xiao...", and then suddenly cut off.

No matter how many times I watched this scene, it made Yan Fei's teeth itch, let alone sending Tang Huan to Xiao Changli!

Yan Fei sneered, then he would rather bring Tang Huan to the world and bet that he would die without a whole body!

……

However, at this time, Tang Huan, who was far away in Guixu Mountain, didn't know how "inhuman" his two sword spirits were being treated, just like Yan Fei didn't know, and he actually made a prophecy, and Xiao Changli's truth came true. At the foot of Lingxu Temple.

In Wuhuan Cave Mansion, Tang Huan sat on a rocking chair in the yard, touched his increasingly round belly, and asked Xiao Changli, who was roasting dragon meat beside him: "Do you think I'm fat?"

Xiao Changli sprinkled some spices on the dragon's tail, and said casually: "How can the palace master get fat?"

Tang Huan also wondered, how could he have gained weight in the illusion, but the facts speak louder than words, he straightened up and called Xiao Changli: "Really, I'm really fat, it's all because you cook these messy meat every day! You eat too Why aren't you fat?"

"The palace master will not be fat."

Xiao Changli still said the same thing. After the dragon tail was golden and crisp, he turned around and touched Tang Huan's stomach when he was free. "It's just that the aura hasn't digested yet."

As he spoke, he gently rubbed Tang Huan's stomach twice with his palm, and then said with a gentle smile, "It's all right."

Tang Huan touched it again, and the belly was gone, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and ate the roasted dragon tail that Xiao Changli handed over with peace of mind.

Now he is the number one beauty in the Three Realms, so he still needs to pay attention to his basic image. Since he is not fat, it doesn't matter!

Because there are fake people in the illusion, Tang Huan doesn't need to pretend. He can unabashedly be a mortal, treat Shibadong Mansion as a vase, Yan Fei as a scheming boy, Xiao Changli as his father In the past month, the little days have been carefree and extremely nourishing.

He finally knew the strength of Guixu Mountain, and even he didn't want to go out!

Tang Huan sighed while nibbling on the dragon's tail: "Damn it, even the taste is so realistic."

Xiao Changli looked at him with a smile on his side, and he wouldn't ask no matter how strange he said.

After eating a small dragon's tail, Tang Huan couldn't eat anymore, so he slumped on the rocking chair and let Xiao Changli stretch out his hand to digest the spiritual energy in his stomach for him.

I haven't seen him for nearly two years, but Xiao Changli's appearance is still the same, handsome and handsome, his eyebrows are like those in a painting, when he smiles, he is as gentle as a spring breeze, when he is not smiling, he is luxurious and unconventional, more like a breeze in the empty valley that cannot be grasped.

Tang Huan stared silently for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Xiao Changli, why don't you help me protect the way?"

Tang Huan was very curious. In his opinion, if Xiao Changli was as powerful as the old turtle said, there was no need for the Eighteenth Cave Mansion.

...Even if the original owner is really a woman who likes beauties, Xiao Changli is also qualified, and there is a refreshing and beautiful Zuo Hufa, two of them are enough.

Using the illusion, Tang Huan tentatively asked what happened.

Xiao Changli glanced at him, rubbing his stomach with his hands still in a leisurely manner: "I'm a Dharma protector, I can't be a Dao protector."

"why?"

"The Changhuan Palace has been like this since ancient times."

Tang Huan was speechless, so he changed the question: "Then why did you capture so many cauldrons? Eighteen is too many..."

This time Xiao Changli answered simply: "With more Dao protectors, the Palace Master will be safer in the Three Realms and have more shelter."

Xiao Changli didn't refer to the Eighteenth Cave House as the stove or the male favorite, but used the title of Taoist, as if in his eyes, the Eighteenth Cave House could only be regarded as a "bodyguard".

Tang Huan was a little dazed, and vaguely remembered that when he was in Changhuan Palace, Xiao Changli also called everyone "Xie Zhenren", "Ye Zhenren" and other ambiguous names such as "beauty".

"Even if it's because of this?" Tang Huan asked persistently. If Xiao Changli could rob the Three Realms by himself, he didn't seem to need too many guardians.

And...he recalled the memory of the original owner again, "You don't seem to want me to practice with a certain male favorite all the time."

In that memory, the original owner went there for three consecutive days because he was tempted by Yun Daiqiu's "story". On the way, Xiao Changli reminded the original owner. He vaguely felt that the original owner would not go to find Yun Daiqiu, at least not that night.

Xiao Changli seemed to be remembering, and the movements of his hands also slowed down. Tang Huan looked down at the clean and slender hand, and after realizing it, his face turned red, with an indescribable sense of guilt.

But between father and son, they should take care of them meticulously...?

Tang Huan was distracted trying to convince himself, when Xiao Changli suddenly heard Xiao Changli say indifferently: "There is another reason, it is afraid that the Palace Master will have a long-term relationship with them."

Tang Huan was in a trance and raised his head in a daze.

"Ok?"

Xiao Changli's eyes glowed with luster, and he looked at him with a smile and said, "After all, we have to get along day and night for dozens of years, if we only catch one or two, what if the Palace Master falls in love with them, what should we do?"

The last sentence is like a whisper.

"That would be troublesome."