After the villain's cultivation base is lost

For so many years, Xi Jianglan has traveled across the thirteen states, and this is the first time he feels like he is in a cocoon.

He is used to being talkative, and Zhuxingzhai is full of informal big men, Xi Jianglan even crawled everyone's bed in Zhuxingzhai during his four years in Tianyan Academy.

Everyone's attitude is calm, except for Sheng Jiao, who has a serious cleansing disease and will throw his sleeves out, there is no sign of love at all.

Recently, in order to save his life, he fabricated a lot of love stories between Sheng Jiao and himself.

This time it was easy to say, and Ying Qiaoer also arranged a pass.

But never thought of...

It turned out to be a prophecy.

Ying Zhuo looked at Xi Jianglan with an indelible admiration in his eyes, Xi Jianglan's hands trembled when he realized the heat.

If you have a special liking, you can't ask for it.

Who would have thought that his two nonsense words would really come true?

"Dear mother." Xi Jianglan thought numbly, "What kind of good feng shui is this? The Tianyan Academy has not produced a few broken sleeves for hundreds of years. Why did I bump into it? gone?"

Ying Zhuo still tilted his head to look at him.

When the grown-up face stared straight at him, it lacked the immaturity and innocence of youth, but instead had a kind of aggressive strength.

Xi Jianglan didn't know how to speak for a while, so he could only look at him indifferently.

It's just a broken sleeve, I even did the oiran to escape, so what are you afraid of?

Ying Zhuo laughed, and reached out to wipe Xi Jianglan's profile.

Xi Jianglan subconsciously clasped his wrist, and his movements froze suddenly.

What he touched with his warm fingers was not human flesh, but hard wood.

In an instant, Xi Jiang slackened and refocused his pupils, and the indifference hidden in his eyes almost appeared on the brows.

wooden hand...

Ying Zhuo vaguely felt that Xi Jianglan's eyes were wrong, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand: "Senior brother?"

"Can't you ask for it?"

Xi Jianglan suddenly laughed for some reason, he still clasped Ying Zhuo's wrist, and carelessly scratched the back of the wooden hand twice with his fingertips.

Obviously, the wooden hand didn't feel anything, but Ying Zhuo trembled all over when he saw his movements, as if Xi Jianglan's fingertips were scratching his flesh and blood—that was an uncontrollable excitement from the bottom of his heart.

Xi Jianglan's whole body seemed to be broken bones, lying sideways on the soft chair, his slender waist almost collapsed, showing a curved side waistline.

He bent his elbows lazily on it and said with a smile, "Do you like me?"

Ying Zhuo didn't hide it: "Yes, I like senior brother."

Xi Jianglan laughed, stretched out his hand and gently lifted Ying Zhuo's chin—this was a condescending and humiliating gesture, but it was ambiguous and seductive when he did it.

"The people in this world who love me are like crucian carp crossing the river. If I were to never be separated from them, even the entire Nuclear Boat City would not be able to accommodate them."

Xi Jianglan leaned over gently, with a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on his body, like a seductive goblin, and said softly: "I have always only loved the most powerful person——Qiaoer, compared to Sheng Jiao, Do you think I will choose you?"

Ying Zhuo took a breath because of his approach: "Brother likes Sheng Jiao?"

Xi Jianglan ignored the secret trepidation at the mention of the name "Sheng Jiao", and said indifferently: "His kind of upright gentleman who respects public affairs and uprightness sleeps most vigorously."

Ying Zhuo: "..."

Ying Zhuo had never been able to figure out whether his senior brother was telling the truth or lies, so he remained silent for a long time, then lowered his voice and acted like a child: "Then I killed Sheng Jiao, does the senior brother dislike him?"

Xi Jianglan thought to himself that this child was really on the right track.

"Are you stronger than Sheng Jiao now?"

"No." Ying Zhuo said without blinking, "but I can kill him."

As long as you kill the person you like, the love that has no place to rest will fall on yourself.

This kind of morbid and weird logic should be creepy, but Xi Jianglan actually laughed, he stroked Ying Zhuo's face, and said softly: "Okay, as long as my concubine dies, I will be yours. "

The word "mistress" obviously pleased Ying Zhuo, he pressed Xi Jianglan's hand that was sticking to his face with a wooden hand: "After Sheng Jiao dies, senior brother don't miss him anymore."

Xi Jianglan said softly: "Don't worry, Sheng Jiao and I are just playing games every now and then, only greedy for the pleasure of fish and water, and have no love."

Ying Zhuo repeated the words "the joy of fish and water" in a low voice, and a deep resentment appeared in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

Sheng Jiao is really a good dog.

...he must be killed.

At this time, the black cat ran back again.

It circled the boat several times, the whole cat was dizzy, and stared confusedly: "Why do I feel that the breath of "Three Geng Xue" is everywhere in the boat, but I can't find the source at all, this little bastard won't hide Get up now. "

Xi Jianglan tilted his head, "Huh?"

It's just a mere sky-level phase pattern, why should Ying Zhuo hide it?

The black cat got annoyed, and just quit, murmuring and turning into a black mist, crawling back to the back of Xi Jianglan's neck and disappearing.

Ying Zhuo took Xi Jianglan's hand and forced him to spread his palm against the side of his face, his eyes curled up and said: "Brother is tired, let's sleep for a while."

Obviously the two had just met again, according to Ying Zhuo's temperament, they should have been pestering him for a good night's talk, but they were urging him to sleep overtly and secretly.

Xi Jianglan pulled his hand slightly.

Ying Zhuo was forced to let go, and he curled up his wooden hand, as if he wanted to forcibly grab that bony hand back and press it on his face, to keep the ambiguous tenderness.

Xi Jianglan withdrew his hand but didn't take it back. Instead, he patted Ying Zhuo's side face lightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Why do you always urge me to sleep, what do you want to do to me?"

Ying Zhuo's logic of thinking is different from that of others, and he doesn't feel that what he has done is shameful. There are dark and red cobwebs in his eyes, and he said in a natural tone: "I want to take advantage of my senior Sleep soundly, plant the "weaving under the eaves" all over the spirit veins of your senior brother, as long as you become a puppet, you will not die. "

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan probably didn't expect him to speak his plan so honestly, his hands froze in the air, and he fell silent.

this kid...

What Feng Yu said is correct, Li Xiangzhai has always produced evil and treacherous people.

No matter how well-behaved Ying Zhuo was in front of him, it was still only a disguise under Ze Kiss' teeth grinding.

"Brother, don't be afraid, I won't let you hurt."

Ying Zhuo was still holding his hand, powerful yet gentle, a snow-white and translucent spider thread seemed to emerge from the palm, wrapping around Xi Jianglan's wrist like a dragonfly.

That is his phase pattern "weaving under the eaves".

"Weaving under the eaves" quietly stuck to the vital gate of Xi Jianglan's wrist, a little bit tentative as if trying to get into the meridians.

Xi Jianglan stared at the spider thread with a half-smile, neither resisting nor struggling.

"No one will bother me and senior brother anymore." Ying Zhuo stared straight at Xi Jianglan, without concealing the covetousness and madness in his eyes.

Xi Jianglan looked at him with great interest, and said lazily: "You also wanted to make me a puppet back then?"

"Yes." No matter what Xi Jianglan asked, Ying Zhuo didn't hide anything, "But those people from Zhuxingzhai discovered my purpose, and Sheng Jiao even ruined one of my hands."

He lightly stroked his right hand, and the skin of that kind of person instantly faded away, revealing a pair of beautiful and delicate wooden hands.

Xi Jianglan didn't even look at the spider silk on his wrist that was about to penetrate into the bone and blood meridians, and nodded sympathetically at Ying Zhuo's hand.

"How pitiful."

Ying Zhuo looked at him obediently: "Brother, did you agree?"

Whenever "Weaving under the eaves" penetrates into the meridians, Xi Jianglan will completely become a marionette controlled by others.

No matter how much I yearn for freedom in my mind, my soul seems to be trapped in a cage, watching that skin make every move that is not my will.

—It’s no different from being dead.

Xi Jianglan lightly hooked the spider thread with his fingers, and suddenly said something without beginning or end.

"Qiaoer, do you know what a villain is?"

Ying Zhuo didn't know why, but he replied obediently: "It's evil, and it's incompatible with righteousness."

Xi Jianglan pinched Ying Zhuo's chin, casually looked at that handsome face as if looking at an object, and said casually: "Don't everyone want to know what my facial pattern is? I'll just tell you today. you."

Ying Zhuo suffocated again.

What kind of ability is the No. 12 spirit-level pattern of the thirteen states? It can be called the most mysterious unsolved mystery in the thirteen states.

Spirit-level phase marks have always been earth-shattering existences as soon as they come out. Countless people have guessed what it is, but they have never been confirmed. Even Xi Jianglan did not reveal the slightest during his four years in Tianyan Academy.

——Except for the Xi family who have long since fallen, no one knows about it.

Today, Xi Jianglan is willing to tell him?

The honor that only belongs to him makes Ying Zhuo's heart beat wildly, his blood is almost burning, rushing through his meridians, making his ears feel like drums beating gold.

Xi Jianglan glanced at the bookshelf inadvertently, continued to look at Ying Zhuo, and spoke lightly.

""Not exhausting" is my Xiangmon. "

Ying Zhuo's heart was pounding, but he couldn't tell what ability this Xiangwen's name represented.

"What is it?"

Xi Jianglan didn't hide anything: "——can see through the true meaning of this world."

"Truth?"

"Actually, this world is a book whose ending has already been written." Xi Jianglan's words were not surprising, and he kept on circling, his fingers gently entangled with the snow-white spider's thread, his tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. little things.

"You and I are villains who are doomed to defeat, and Sheng Jiao is the son of heaven, favored by fate."

Ying Zhuo's eyes were dark, and his wooden hands were tightly clenched, making a piercing "click".

"Book……?"

Ying Zhuo subconsciously felt that this was nonsense, but Xi Jianglan's eyes were too beautiful and clear, as if they were filled with water waves - no one would disbelieve these eyes.

Not to mention Ying Zhuo.

Ying Zhuo and him looked at each other for a while, then whispered, "I...doomed to be defeated by Sheng Jiao?"

No wonder Sheng Jiao is so favored by heaven, "Keeping Heaven" is almost invincible, he can be called a monster.

So he is the son of heaven?

Xi Jianglan used a little force to raise Ying Zhuo's chin, making him look at himself with confused eyes, and said softly: "I knew the ending of everyone six years ago, and you will lose once today."

Ying Zhuo said: "No, I have already killed Sheng Jiao Hengyu Du Fengyu, I will never lose this time."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Kill, kill who?

Ying Zhuo explained: "Now I am in the boat with my senior brother, and the nuclear boat city has been sealed by me and no one can go out. After a while, the nuclear boat will enter the water, and everyone will die inside."

Xi Jianglan's inscrutable smile froze for a moment, he closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then opened his eyes again, with that indifferent look of strategizing again.

He said flatly, "Sheng Jiao will not die."

If "Kan Tiandao" and "Exchanging the Bright Moon" died so easily in a small nuclear boat city, the spiritual-level phase pattern would not make countless families in the thirteen prefectures flock to them.

"Even if he doesn't die, he will be trapped in Nuclear Boat City for half a day, and he can't easily come out and kill me."

Ying Zhuo was conceited and conceited, the stunned feeling of being frightened by the ending of "Inexhaustible" just now disappeared instantly, he laughed and repeated: "Brother, I will not lose to Sheng Jiao."

Xi Jianglan said, "Who said you would lose to Sheng Jiao today?"

Ying Zhuo was very interested: "Then who will I lose to?"

Xi Jianglan closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about the content of "Inexhaustible Words", and cut to the point after a while, "Did you get a new phase pattern today, called "San Geng Xue"? "

Ying Zhuo did not avoid the subject of Xiangwen painting this time, nodded and said: "Will this Xiangwen painting defeat me?"

"Exactly." Xi Jianglan said slowly, "The Yudui Mountain in Eqi Road is from Qin... Qin Si, that's the name. I learned from Qin Si that someone is secretly buying and selling Xiangwen in Eqi Road. If you come to Nuclear Boat City, after midnight, you will bring that girl, Qin Banban, to accuse you of having drawn her face pattern."

Ying Zhuo's pupils shrank slightly.

"Then what?" he asked.

"Yutui Mountain will not allow Echidao to buy and sell Xiangwen." Xi Jianglan said, "After he finds the "Three Geng Snow", he will seal your spiritual power and throw you into the illusion of snow disaster to fend for yourself. Death. "

Ying Zhuo suddenly laughed.

Xi Jianglan said calmly, "What are you laughing at?"

"Senior brother." Ying Zhuo clasped Xi Jianglan's wrist, gently rubbed the cool and pale skin with his fingertips, and murmured in a low voice, "Everyone in Zhuxingzhai said that you never said a word of truth. I still don't believe it."

Xi Jianglan's expression didn't change, and his pulse and heartbeat didn't even get any faster.

"You do not trust me?"

"I originally believed in senior brother, no matter what you say, I believe everything." Ying Zhuo looked at him tenderly, "But it's not true."

Xi Jianglan couldn't figure out which sentence he had made a mistake.

Ying Zhuo thoughtfully explained his doubts: "The "Three Geng Xue" is gone, I have completely integrated it into the painting boat, even if I come to Yudui Mountain, I can't find any clues, let alone trigger the illusion of snow disaster to kill me in it. "

It's completely different from what Xi Jianglan said.

Either the result of "not exhaustive" is false, or...

Everything that Xi Jianglan said was nonsense.

Xi Jianglan unconsciously moved his fingertips, and his eyes were blank for a moment.

"Into the painting boat?"

"It never snows on Oki Road."

Ying Zhuo's voice was soft and soft, like a chill slowly creeping up Xi Jianglan's back, the handsome face he was used to seeing seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, obviously obedient and gentle smiling, but it made people Chestnut fear.

"The first time I met senior brother was on a snowy day." Ying Zhuo stared straight at Xi Jianglan's face with some nostalgia and morbid paranoia, "The pattern of "Three Geng Snow" is peculiar, as The decoration of the painting boat is the most suitable, because it can make it snow all year round. "

Xi Jianglan was stunned, and stared at him blankly.

Ying Zhuo held Xi Jianglan's hand almost reverently, with expectant smiles on his brows.

"Brother, stay here with me forever."

As soon as the words fell, the "weaving under the eaves" that had been hovering around Xi Jianglan's wrist suddenly slid into Xi Jianglan's meridians like a swimming dragon, bringing out a ferocious bloodstain.

***

Nuclear boat city.

The water that broke the embankment came rushing in, knocking countless monks to one side, trying to get out of here, but the jade order in and out of the nuclear boat city in his hand was useless no matter how much spiritual power was input, so he had to go to the highest point of the nuclear boat city against the wind.

Feng Yu summoned two ghosts to lift up Heng Yudu's wheelchair, so as not to wet the soles of Yokozhangin's noble shoes.

Heng Yudu fiddled with Tian Yuling for a long time with lowered eyes, and came to a conclusion: "I can't get out."

Feng Yu sat on the armrest of his wheelchair and said angrily, "Then we just wait here to die?"

"Isn't Sheng Jiao looking for a way out?" Heng Yudu frowned, flicking the jade ring back and forth in his hand - this is his characteristic movement when he is impatient.

Feng Yu was puzzled: "Then what are you in a hurry for?"

"I'm worried about the end." Heng Yudu sighed silently.

"What are you worried about that little liar who is full of nonsense?" Feng Yu sneered, "Besides, Ying Qiaoer is crazy about him, and she won't hurt him at all. No matter how serious it is, she can only make him a puppet. Then Sheng Jiao will go to Lei Jiang in the past day. That deadly idiot chopped it into coke, and then pulled out the "weave under the eaves". "

Heng Yudu shook his head: "I'm not worried that Ying Zhuo will hurt Jiang Lan."

What he was really worried about was the "abandoned fairy bone" in Xi Jianglan's hand.

Xi Jue has been making jokes and making troubles everywhere since he was young, seemingly heartless and arrogant, but everyone in Zhuxingzhai knows that he is actually a soft-hearted person than anyone else.

Ying Qiaoer is paranoid and cunning, even if she really intends to make Xi Jianglan a puppet, Xi Jianglan probably won't be angry.

But if something goes wrong with Qin Ban's "San Geng Xue"...

Heng Yudu always had an ominous premonition in his heart, his brows and eyes were rarely full of impatience, and he raised his hand and released a glazed bird to find the missing Sheng Jiao.

Seeing the always indifferent Heng Yudu lost his composure, Feng Yu also became nervous: "Then... can Sheng Jiao break this restriction?"

"I don't know." Heng Yudu said, "If he still returns to the Void Realm, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

While the two were talking, a white thunder suddenly flashed in the gray sky of Hezhou City.

Splashing thunder and rumbling down!

The thunder was so deafening that even Feng Yu couldn't resist covering his ears, and barked at Heng Yudu's mad dog, "No wonder he keeps thundering silently every time! If Xi Jue hears this! His soul will run away for a long time!" Go thousands of miles!"

Heng Yudu remained unchanged in the thunderstorm, stroking the Liuli Bird dignifiedly and gracefully.

He sensed the spiritual power that contained the spirit-level pattern, and his eyes moved slightly.

Sheng Jiao is definitely not just in the state of returning to the void, most likely his state of mind has entered the Mahayana stage, and he is only short of a chance to break through.

"Oops." Heng Yudu said softly.

Feng Yu understood the shape of his lips and growled: "What's wrong?! Are we going to die here?"

Heng Yudu shook his head: "I forgot to remind Jiang Lan."

The few "Exchanging Bright Moon" glazed jade slips he gave to Xi Jianglan can last for a month for people below the Void Returning Realm.

But if it is above the Void Realm, it will be greatly discounted, and ten days is the limit.

Heng Yudu secretly prayed in his heart that Xi Jianglan would not use those jade slips on Sheng Jiao.

Sheng Jiao Yufeng, who was in the half-step Mahayana stage, was in the air, and Tian Yanzhu was restless for some reason, as if he couldn't control the monstrous killing intent.

Rumble.

A series of sky thunders were summoned by him from the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and mercilessly draped over the restriction of Nuclear Boat City.

Ten heavens have just passed.

The sky seemed to be torn open abruptly, the riotous void was twisted, and the spiritual power of Echidao hissed and leaked inward.

The restriction of Nuclear Boat City was broken by him violently? !

The monks below who were still dying looked at the sky in a daze, and after a long pause, they all recognized the black figures in Yufeng's midair.

"Is it Sect Master Sheng?!"

"Xiezhizong Shengjiao?"

"Sect Master Sheng is very kind!"

Before they had time to say more, everyone struggled against the wind and rushed out towards the crack.

Feng Yu urged Li Gui to lift up the wheelchair, and it was in front of Sheng Jiao in an instant.

Sheng Jiao seemed to think that Feng Yu's ghost was too slow, so he lightly grabbed the wheelchair with one hand.

With a flash of thunder, the three of them left the nuclear boat city that was mostly submerged by the flood.

A major event happened in Hezhou City, almost tens of thousands of people died, and it spread throughout the entire evil path in less than a moment.

What kind of a good person can come to Echidao, and he almost died when he went to buy something properly. Countless monks cursed and clamored for justice from the people in Echidao.

At the crispy fish stall in Lane [-], Yutuishan was sitting on the steps eating small crispy fish with his legs dangling. Hearing the bustle and bustle of the main street, he poked his head out curiously.

"A lot of people."

The owner of the stall is a ferocious Moxiu, but he is curled up in a pink apron and is busy working in the small stall. The scent of the little crispy fish can be smelled from far away.

"My lord, they seem to be arguing that Okidao should give them justice."

Yutuishan almost choked on a grain of salt and pepper, his eyes were red, he coughed and laughed out of breath.

"Fairness? Hahaha!" The little crispy fish almost fell out of his hand, and Yuduishan laughed so hard that his eyes filled with water, "In this evil way, someone actually asks me for justice? What a joke in the world."

The main street of Eqidao was noisy and noisy, and the lights hanging on both sides were rushed by the crowd, and they almost fell to the ground and burned.

Feng Yu flicked the water off his sleeve, and said with disgust: "You bastard Ying Qiaoer, sooner or later you'll kill him."

Heng Yudu said: "Wu Zhuo, can you find out where Jiang Lan is?"

Sheng Jiao didn't speak, and the one hundred and seven Tianyan beads in his hand suddenly scattered, flying out with strands of thunder patterns.

Heng Yudu was taken aback for a moment, as if he had figured out something: "You take that Tianyan Pearl..."

Put it on Xi Jianglan? !

The one hundred and seven Tianyan beads were extremely fast, and they rushed back like arrows off the string in an instant. With a crisp "click", they formed a string of beads and hung down on Sheng Jiao's wrist.

Sheng Jiao's dark eyes flashed like thunder streaks, and he suddenly looked up at the water-patterned sky.

The sky of Aiqi Road is the water surface of Changchuan, and you can even see the bright moon in the sky through the thin water.

And the bright moon seems to be reflected on the water surface, swinging out layers of sparkling water.

A painting boat that seems to be upside down is slowly passing across the sky.

"boom--"

Sheng Jiao went up against the wind, and before he got close, he felt a strong spiritual force coming from the painting boat.

Heng Yudu was stunned, his face changed instantly.

"Sheng Jiao!"

Sheng Jiao seemed to have sensed something, his face was extremely gloomy, his tall figure was like a flash of thunder, and before Heng Yudu's voice fell, he rushed to the sky like a broken bamboo to draw a boat.

There was another loud noise, and the painting boat that was hanging upside down in the sky and moving slowly shook violently.

Ying Zhuo's pupils shrank sharply, his back leaned against the half-collapsed carved wooden door, and he looked forward in astonishment. The delicate wooden right hand had been broken into sawdust, intertwined with the heavy snow that was whistling outside.

Strips of white gauze with ink characters were blown intertwined and intertwined by the wind, and snow was blowing in from the broken window of the painting boat. Xi Jianglan was standing alone in the middle, with his long hair hanging down, and the hands hanging by his side were frizzy. shake.

"Gone?"

He murmured two words.

Ying Zhuo tried her best to stand still, and lowered her eyes to look at her hands.

Xi Jianglan is obviously a useless person who has lost all cultivation, how could he have such spiritual power?

There was a slight "hiss".

The subtle purple spiritual power flashed on Xi Jianglan's thin body, brushing the ink hair into the air and flying wildly.

Xi Jianglan's steady breathing then began to tremble violently, and there seemed to be faint living things crawling under his meridians, which was so weird that it made people feel chills all over his body.

Ying Zhuo was startled, and said sharply: "Xi Jianglan!"

He actually used "Abandoned Immortal Bone"? !

A black mist burst out from the back of Xi Jianglan's neck, turning into a black cat on the spot.

It was so frightened that the fur all over its body exploded, and said in horror: "Xi Jianglan! Stop, we will die!"

Xi Jianglan laughed lowly, a purple line slowly climbed up his sickly pale face, coquettish and evil.

He brought his bloody hand to his lips, and licked his wrist with the tip of his scarlet tongue. Suddenly, his teeth closed slightly as if something was caught in his mouth, and he flicked his wrist down neatly.

He forcibly pulled out the "weave under the eaves" that penetrated most of his meridians, and the translucent spider silk was already stained with blood, and when it was brought out, a ferocious bloodstain splashed on Xi Jianglan's face.

Xi Jianglan didn't even blink his eyes as if he didn't know the pain, he gently opened his blood-stained lips and let the spider web fall from between the lips.

Ying Zhuo looked at him obsessively: "Brother?"

The wound on the wrist healed quickly, Xi Jianglan gently and slowly turned his head to look at Ying Zhuo.

A large number of "abandoned fairy bones" spread all over his meridians, filling him with monstrous Xiangwen spiritual power briefly and forcefully, so much so that a cold look in his eyes seemed to be full of hostility.

He opened his lips lightly and paused every word, as if whispering the name of his sweetheart.

The killing intent on his body rose layer by layer, reaching the peak in an instant.

"Should, Zhuo."