After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Xi Jianglan was not a curious person, but this time it was as if his heart was being scratched by a cat desperately. He was eager to know what Sheng Jiao said.

No?

Why didn't you say so?

Yes?

This is obviously not something that a gentleman like Sheng Jiao can do, but rather like Xi Jianglan's style.

Xi Jianglan muttered in the corner for a long time, and finally figured it out.

"...He may really have no money."

With Tianyan on top, even if Sheng Jiao became the suzerain of the Xiezhi sect with high authority, he was still as poor and empty as he was when he was young.

Xi Jianglan expressed sympathy and understanding.

Let him go, he is too embarrassed to cry poor.

Sheng Jiao was calm and loving, meditating by the window like a solid rock, as if he planned to get through the boring day on the boat like this.

Xi Jianglan couldn't sit still, and ran around the small room with bare feet several times. The thumping noise made the monks in the lower ranks so angry that they knocked on the door and cursed.

There was no other way, so Xi Jianglan had no choice but to stop.

There was a small sheet in the secluded room, and Xi Jianglan's slender body couldn't even kick his feet on it, and he could barely lie down with his knees slightly curled up and on his side.

The speed of the boat is extremely fast, and the ivory windows are carved with silk patterns to isolate the cold wind and momentum.

The only sound in the small room was the breathing of the two of them.

Xi Jianglan originally wanted to sleep to pass this boring journey, but the bed was too narrow, he curled up with an uncomfortable stomach, tossed and turned for a while, and said unhappy: "Sheng Jiao, this bed is too narrow, I can't sleep .”

Sheng Jiao closed his eyes and said coldly, "It's just one day."

"That won't work." Xi Jianglan sat up and patted the bed vigorously, "It's hard and small, and it hurts my back. No matter how poor I am these years, I don't even have such a simple place to sleep."

Sheng Jiao ignored him.

Xi Jianglan stared at him for a long time, then he suddenly thought of something and changed his face: "Hey."

He hee, it must be all right.

Xi Jianglan cautiously sat down on the bed with bare feet, tiptoed and walked towards Sheng Jiao quietly.

The quiet room is too narrow, and the sound of each other's breathing seems to be close to the ear, let alone walking.

Sheng Jiao said without opening his eyes, "Lie down."

Xi Jianglan paused for a moment, and instead of doing nothing, he ran forward in three steps at a time, put together several futons as if they were in a formation, and lay down on his back.

... Then, like a young silkworm, she squirmed forward twice, boldly resting her head on Sheng Jiao's thigh.

Sheng Jiao finally opened his eyes and looked at him coldly.

Xi Jianglan stretched his limbs comfortably, raised his head and smiled brightly at Sheng Jiao: "I'm going to lie down."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

In the entire thirteen states, only Xi Jianglan dared to be so bold.

Sheng Jiao pretended that he didn't exist.

But Xi Jianglan was not willing to settle down, and salivated with him to reminisce about the old days.

"Sect Master Sheng, I heard from Feng Yu that your Sheng family is prosperous and prosperous, and you are already the number one family in the three realms of Zhongzhou?"

Sheng Jiao didn't answer him, and Xi Jianglan could sing a one-man show.

"Tsk tsk, Sect Master Sheng really has a cold face and a soft heart. Those members of the Sheng family treated you like that when you were young, and you can still let them step on you to climb up like you are nothing."

Seeing that Sheng Jiao was unmoved, Xi Jianglan poked the back of his hand: "If it were me, whoever bullied me like this, I would risk my life..."

He paused, like a child with no taboo, and said with a smile: "...let them die."

Xi Jianglan always wanted revenge, and he couldn't take a small loss.

Sheng Jiao put his hands on his knees, and his wide sleeves covered Xi Jianglan's face, not wanting to talk to him.

Xi Jianglan wanted to tease him again, when suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door outside the secluded room.

Juan Xunfang: "Sect Master?"

Xi Jianglan glanced at Sheng Jiao quietly, but saw that his brows were frowning tightly, as if he didn't expect Juan Xunfang to come.

"What's the matter?"

Such a small secluded room is often only occupied by one person.

Juan Xunfang and Shang Yuan didn't think too much about it, and took the words as a default meaning that they could come in, gently opened the door, and bowed their heads respectfully: "Shang Yuan and I have finished what you ordered, and we happened to sense the Tianyan Pearl nearby. The spiritual power, come here, come here..."

When the line of sight falls on the narrow and secluded room, it suddenly becomes impossible to "come".

Sheng Jiaomian sat cross-legged like submerged water, as if he was practicing retreat on the top of the snow-capped mountain of the Xiezhi sect, his awe-inspiring demeanor made people not angry and self-imposing;

But there was a person lying on the pile of futons next to him, who was leaning on Sect Master Sheng's thigh and looked out with a smile on his wide sleeves with Xiezhi pattern.

—Like a lively sun jumping into the snow.

"Yo." Xi Jianglan said with a grin, "Miss Juan, Xiao Shangyuan, it's such a coincidence that you are also riding on this boat. Come on, come on, you're welcome, come in and sit."

Juan Xunfang: "..."

Shang Yuan: "..."

Juan Xunfang was dumbfounded, and it took her a long time to say with a trembling voice: "Zong, Zongzhu?!"

Tell him quickly, this is just a special way to catch a prisoner!

Shang Yuan took a breath.

Before she could feel any emotion, Juan Xunfang became furious: "Don't believe it! Don't believe anything he says!"

Shang Yuan: "..."

I, I haven't said yet.

Xi Jianglan laughed out loud, leaning sideways on Sheng Jiao's lap, as if he had found some new joy, and said softly, "Oh, why is Mr. Tired so excited? An Ning, your Sect Master Sheng and I are innocent. None of them."

Sheng Jiao gave him a cold look and signaled him to keep silent.

Juan Xunfang pointed at him tremblingly: "You, you, you..."

"Don't worry." Xi Jianglan said affectionately, "Your suzerain is still clean."

Juan Xunfang: "..."

Sheng Jiao suddenly reached out and pressed Xi Jianglan's mouth, forcing him to silence.

His palm was wide enough to almost cover half of Xi Jianglan's face, and the tiger's mouth was just stuck on the tip of Xi Jianglan's nose. His breathing was like a small wind whirling from his thumb to the tiger's mouth twice before it dissipated.

Xi Jianglan was forcibly imprisoned and lay on his back on his lap, dissatisfied with this action, he stretched out his hand like a cat and ruthlessly pulled the iron-like hand, and stared at him dissatisfied.

"Um!"

Sheng Jiao turned a deaf ear, maintained this posture, and said coldly, "Have you found it?"

When he talks to others, he always uses spiritual power to move his voice.

Juan Xunfang suddenly got excited, trying to lower her head not to look at the "grasping technique", and said concisely: "It is true that there are people from Zhongzhou who hide their identities and go to Echidao to buy and sell Xiangwen. The nine people are all descendants of aristocratic families."

As he spoke, he presented a jade order respectfully.

Sheng Jiao glanced at the names on the jade order one by one with a sullen face, and finally his eyes rested on the last two names.

The surname is Sheng.

Juan Xunfang probably had scruples when drafting, so he put these two at the end.

He tentatively said: "Sovereign, what should, how should we deal with it?"

Sheng Jiao's expression was cold, and he spun the Tianyan beads on his wrist several times, and all [-] of them stopped on the "Zhu".

"kill."

Sheng Jiao's utterance was like ice, and every single word seemed to turn into a thunderous calamity, bringing a terrifying hostility.

Sheng Jiao's actions are all like this, even if the guilty person is in bad luck, he will mercilessly send down thunder and punishment;

Even if an innocent person is ugly and vicious, but Tian Yanzhu has not found any evidence of guilt, he can still be at ease.

Xiezhizong's justice is just like this, and the law is unforgiving.

As expected, Juan Xunfang thought, he lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Xi Jianglan kept holding Sheng Jiao's arm and looking up at him, but suddenly trembled for some reason, as if he was frightened by the angry word.

Just now he also said that Sheng Jiao was cold-faced and soft-hearted, and treated the Sheng family kindly...

He turned around and slapped him in the face.

popping.

Juan Xunfang said a few more insignificant things, and the sharp eyes kept swishing at Xi Jianglan.

Seeing his expression, Xi Jianglan was so happy that he kicked his legs, and finally found the fun in the boring journey, he pulled Sheng Jiao's hand down forcefully, and said vaguely: "Sovereign, brother, I won't talk, let me take a breath. "

The sound of "brother" was like two thunderbolts, striking towards Juan Xunfang's forehead.

Juan Xunfang's mind went blank, her body was crumbling.

Shang Yuan reverted to his old ways, covered his mouth and said in surprise...

Before she could say anything, Juan Xunfang said a closed phrase like a mad dog, telling her not to believe the words of the little liar!

Seeing that he was really well-behaved, Sheng Jiao let go of his hand, and said to Juan Xunfang, "Continue."

Juan Xunfang gritted her teeth and continued to report the matter.

Just talking, the always erratic peripheral vision fell on Xi Jianglan's face again.

Sheng Jiao no longer covered his mouth, but Xi Jianglan still held Sheng Jiao's hand. Seeing Juan Xunfang glance over, he suddenly smiled, and moved to touch Sheng Jiao's fingertips.

Juan Xunfang: "..."

The lips were attached to the pale fingertips, as if a dragonfly had touched water, creating a circle of ripples.

Sheng Jiao's hands curled up slightly.

Xi Jianglan just made a random movement, but it was like a drop of water dropped into hot oil, blasting Juan Xunfang into a firework.

Crackling is going to blow people up!

Juan Xunfang frowned: "Sect Master!"

Shang Yuan hugged his waist and said in horror: "He is called the suzerain elder brother! It's the elder brother!"

Juan Xunfang roared: "What brother! The suzerain is the only son, where is the younger brother!?"

Shang Yuan tilted his head: "I don't understand either, maybe it's...Brother Qing?"

Juan Xunfang: "..."

Juan Xunfang was not pissed to death by Xi Jianglan, but was almost pissed off by her friend Shang Yuan.

Sheng Jiao gave Xi Jianglan a cold look.

Xi Jianglan held his hand and smiled there as if nothing happened, stretched out his hand and tapped his lips twice, expressing his innocence that he didn't speak.

Sheng Jiao glanced at his lips, "Go out."

Juan Xunfang was immediately moved to tears.

Tianyan is on top!

Sovereign, Sovereign finally wants to drive out that vixen with broken sleeves...

When he looked up, he saw Sheng Jiao staring at him.

Juan Xunfang: "..."

Juan Xunfang was petrified in an instant, like a loyal minister who "had risked his life to admonish but was dragged out and beheaded by the bewitched lord of the vixen", he was carried away by Shang Yuan with a dull face.

The Youjian finally regained its tranquility.

Xi Jianglan smiled obediently, as if he wasn't the one who made people angry just now.

Sheng Jiao didn't have the same knowledge as him, so he withdrew his hands, shook his sleeves, and continued to meditate.

Xi Jianglan lazily poked his finger to play, and said casually: "If I remember correctly, the two people surnamed Sheng on the list, one is the only son of your collateral uncle, and the other is the current head of the Sheng family. Brother, how can you say that you just kill him, and don't spare any affection?"

Sheng Jiao said coldly: "Peeling off the pattern and selling it for profit, buying the pattern and planting it into spiritual roots, all of these are against the law of heaven and should be punished."

Xi Jianglan laughed out loud.

Fortunately, he was worried that Sheng Jiao would be sucked out by the short-sighted group of Sheng family.

Sheng Jiao has always had this temper. Even if the Sheng family is the number one family in Zhongzhou, they probably won't be elated, and they will only be more cautious and cautious, and they can't make a mistake in half a step.

But these two people are really stupid, if they do something wrong, they have to do the business of buying and selling Xiangwen.

Xi Jianglan wondered if the Sheng family's short-sightedness was passed down through blood.

Oh, except Sheng Jiao.

A familiar frost wrapped around Sheng Jiao's body and a faint scent of cinnamon lingered in his nostrils. Xi Jianglan wanted to talk to him a few more words, but his mind seemed to be pulled down heavily by a hand, and he fell asleep after a while.

He was seriously injured, and he seemed to be alive and kicking. It wasn't because his bruised meridians had healed, but he was forcibly suspended by Sheng Jiao's heavenly-derived spiritual power.

Once Tianyan's spiritual power dissipated, the backlash from his reckless use of the "abandoned immortal bone" would sweep back, completely crushing this tattered body.

It is better to say that he fell asleep than that he passed out due to exhaustion.

Sheng Jiao lowered his eyes.

The light outside the window was too strong, and Xi Jianglan, who was in a deep sleep, frowned, tilted his head slightly and rubbed against Sheng Jiao's waist, trying to hide from the light.

Sheng Jiao looked at him for a while, then lightly reached out his hand and placed it on Xi Jianglan's eyes.

Xi Jianglan stretched his brows and fell into a deeper sleep.

Flying boat for one day.

Water mist condensed out of the snow-white ivory window, and layers of hoarfrost were frozen by the cold wind.

It was late at night, the spiritual power of the Shengjiao meridian cultivated with closed eyes was circulating, and the faint blue thunder pattern lingered around the body.

The warm spiritual power filled the room, and Xi Jianglan should have slept more soundly, but just after that, his whole body convulsed, and his dry meridians were full of unbearable heat and pain.

He groaned vaguely, gasped for breath covered in cold sweat, and opened his slack eyes.

Xi Jianglan was not awake, and instinctively struggled to grab Sheng Jiao's skirt, his chapped lips moved slightly, but he didn't know whether it was called "Abandoning the Immortal Bone" or Tianyan.

After a while, he murmured with a weeping sound, "Sheng Jiao..."

The spiritual power in Sheng Jiao's body slowly stopped functioning, and he opened his eyes to look at him.

Xi Jianglan's face was full of pain, and his long hair was scattered on Sheng Jiao's knees like flowing water. He stood up and fell on Sheng Jiao's shoulders, whispering: "Sheng Wuzhuo..."

Sheng Jiao froze, and it took him a while to reach out his hand.

Xi Jianglan subconsciously remembered that this action would make his dry meridians comfortable, so he immediately moved forward to grab Sheng Jiao's little finger, staring straight at Sheng Jiao with his purple eyes, expecting him to give him spiritual power.

Sheng Jiao mobilized his spiritual power to pour a trace of Tianyan into Xi Jianglan's mouth.

In an instant, Xi Jianglan was like a dead tree blooming, his pale cheeks regained some vitality, and the hot tears that had been filling his eyes finally rolled down his lower eyelashes, leaving a water mark on his face.

Xi Jianglan's face was full of satisfaction, but he still held Sheng Jiao's hand and gnawed it back and forth, as if to use this to miss the moment of joy when Tian Yan entered his body.

It's just that he gnawed and gnawed, and his sanity, which seemed to be in the clouds, slowly returned as if he had cleared the clouds and saw the fog.

When Xi Jianglan was completely awake, he had already gnawed all of Sheng Jiao's five fingers, and the red marks on his teeth that had been hard to disappear during the day were all over again.

Xi Jianglan took a look with his downcast eyes, and then looked at Sheng Jiao who closed his eyes and let him gnaw with his absent-minded eyes.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan: "???"

Xi Jianglan's face was expressionless, and the tips of his ears turned red.

It turned out that the imprint on the hand came from this way.

Xi Jianglan wished he could find a crack in the ground, even wanted to open the ivory window and jump straight in. His earlobe was so red that it was bleeding, and he was about to carefully put down Sheng Jiao's hand.

Sheng Jiao suddenly opened his eyes.

Xi Jianglan froze, and hurriedly rubbed Sheng's scorched knuckles with red marks in his mouth, his mouth was still vague, as if he was delirious.

Sheng Jiao's hand was a circle bigger than his, and when he gnawed on his thumb, it felt like his mouth was full.

Xi Jianglan pretended to be drowsy and bit his five fingers one by one, and Sheng Jiao was still looking at him from the corner of his eye.

Look?

Look at your uncle!

Xi Jianglan was extremely irritable.

Just when he could barely hold on anymore, Sheng Jiao finally closed his eyes again.

Xi Jianglan breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

The next moment, Sheng Jiao spoke coldly.

"...are you awake?"

Xi Jianglan: "..."

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