After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Above the ruins, everyone's expressions were obscure.

Sheng Zhongfeng seemed to have aged decades in an instant, and tremblingly collected the hot ashes in a spirit bottle.

Sheng Biyan knelt down in embarrassment, and begged with trembling lips: "Brother, brother, please save my son..."

Sheng Zhongfeng grabbed the nails of the ashes and almost sank them into his palms, and shouted in a low voice, "Shut up!"

A heartless and ruthless monster like Sheng Jiao, who dared to kill Sheng Zehuai in front of him, was he afraid of killing another one?

The law is unforgiving.

Since Shen Tianshe came out, Sheng Jiao has been truly "worthy of heaven".

How can there be feelings in heaven?

Sheng Biyan's face turned pale in an instant, and his straight back slumped down.

The other aristocratic families on the ruins looked at each other, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

Seeing that Sheng Zhongfeng's move was not good, they didn't waste any more time, exchanged a few pleasantries and left.

Elder Qu was so angry that his heart ached, he followed behind Qu Xiangren, and said in a low voice: "Xi Jue must have come back to Zhongzhou for revenge, we..."

Qu Xiangren gave him a cold look.

Elder Qu immediately shut up.

After walking out of the Sheng's house, Qu Xiangren ordered in a low voice: "Call Heng Qinglian, Rang Duan, and Feng Chongyang to the Qu's house and say that we have something important to discuss."

Elder Qu was stunned for a moment, and said anxiously: "The three of them are in full swing now, how could they come here?"

"Oh." Qu Xiangren sneered, "Of course they will come. The entire Zhongzhou aristocratic family abused the Twelve Phase Runes so badly back then. Now that Xi Jue has returned to Zhongzhou, how can they sleep?"

Elder Qu didn't know why.

"Go." Qu Xiangren's eyes were full of coldness, "They want to survive, so they will come naturally."

Elder Qu could only nod in agreement.

There are not many Zhongzhou aristocratic families who have Tianyan spiritual veins. Although the Qu family's spiritual veins have been reduced by half, after all, the centipedes are dead but not stiff, and they still support the face of the big family.

Heng let the Feng family occupy half of the mountains and rivers in Zhongzhou, Elder Qu originally thought that they would ignore the Qu family as before, but he never thought that both the Heng family and the Feng family would agree.

Patriarch Rang Duan had closed the life-and-death test, and the current Patriarch Rangchen pushed the matter away.

The underground Tianyan ancestral hall of the Qu family was brightly lit. Qu Xiangren lit the incense, shook it lightly, nodded respectfully, and put the incense on the incense table.

The Heng family, the Feng family, and even the Liu family came uninvited, there were nine of them.

The entire ancestral hall was extremely quiet, save for the sound of candles burning.

It wasn't until Qu Xiangren came up with a good incense, he turned around and said coldly: "Ten years ago, there were quite a few people who knew the twelve phase patterns, but now there are only these few left. In the past six years, those elders and adults have all been killed by Xi Jue." Roughly the same?"

The crowd was silent.

In the past six years, people who knew what Xi Jue Xiangwen was had died one after another, but only the Qu family was stupid enough to publicize the fact that the elder was killed in Hualou in the southern border.

Qu Xiangren's eyes were like knives and he said: "Now, do you still think that the twelve phase patterns were taken away by my Qu family?"

"Oh, that can't be seen." The man on the left with his legs crossed and fiddled with the rhino horn lamp said lazily, "People were abolished in your Xiezhi sect. How do we know if your Qu family is playing tricks?"

Qu Xiangren said sharply: "Hengqinglian!"

Heng Qinglian was the previous head of the Heng family. With a handsome face, he smiled lazily and said, "A lot of people in our family have died in these years, but have we said anything? How dare you take this in your daytime?" Aren't you afraid that Sheng Jiao will thoroughly investigate this matter?"

Qu Xiangren: "You..."

"The current Xiezhi sect is not as smoky as it was six years ago, and Sheng Jiao is not like your useless brother who is greedy for profit and doesn't speak justice." Heng Qinglian said lightly, "Sheng Jiao even dares to apply for Tian's amnesty, if it is true After finding out what happened back then, I am afraid that everyone here will die under the "Kan Tian Dao". "

Qu Xiangren was blocked by him and couldn't speak.

After Heng Qinglian finished speaking, she smiled and looked at the expressionless man next to her: "Chongyang, what do you think?"

Feng Chongyang was full of cold and yin, and he said concisely: "Sheng Jiao must not know."

Qu Xiangren took a deep breath, swallowed his breath and said, "If Xi Jue tells Sheng Jiao about this..."

"He won't." Heng Qinglian said with a smile, "If he said it, Sheng Jiao, the God of Death, would kill him too. That kid is much smarter than us."

Qu Xiangren was irritated and fearful: "Then how do we do it?"

Heng Qinglian said casually: "Kill Xi Jue."

As soon as this remark came out, the ancestral hall was silent.

The candle thread in the ancestral hall suddenly exploded slightly, and the warm light flickered slightly, shaking a small piece of burnt incense ash on the side and smashing it into the incense table.

Three incense sticks, two short and one long.

***

Xi Jianglan sneezed and almost bumped his head on Sheng Jiao's back.

It is much colder in Zhongzhou than in the north. Even though the summer solstice has passed, it is still cold even in thin shirts.

Sheng Jiao didn't live in Sheng's house for a long time, only the courtyard where he lived in when he was young was his shelter, and the elegant main room was placed with Bichenxi, which was still spotless even though no one lived there for a long time.

When Xi Jianglan was young, he always used to come to play with Sheng Jiao. He strolled in familiarly, looked around for a long time, and even flipped through the unfinished books on the book table, and said with a smile: "It seems that you haven't come back for a long time, I still remember You were reading this book six years ago."

Sheng Jiao stared at the tired look in his eyes, frowned and said, "Go and rest."

Xi Jianglan was no longer a monk, his sickness was worse than that of ordinary people, and his serious injury had not healed, his face was faintly pale, but like a normal person, he casually said a few words, raised his hand and pushed the carved window open.

There are several osmanthus trees planted in the Shengjiao courtyard. When the window is opened, a strong cinnamon fragrance blows in.

Xi Jianglan deftly stretched out his hand and picked up a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus, sat on the window sill and licked it lightly, and asked casually, "Can't all the Sheng family be killed?"

Juan Xunfang, who was guarding outside, almost staggered and fell, and stared at Shang Yuan.

This Xi Jue... is too daring to say it!

Sheng Jiao didn't feel offended, he shook his head: "Not guilty."

"Hello." Xi Jianglan said disgustedly, "It's fine if you don't know how to quarrel, but you don't even want to change your mind after suffering a loss? Wouldn't you commit a serious crime by setting up a random situation to let them get in?"

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Xi Jianglan could barely see the subtlety of "Are you sure you want to say this in front of the Xiezhi Sect Master?" from Sheng Jiao's coffin face, so he jumped off the window lattice and patted his paws: "Forget it!" , I can’t talk to you about this, I’m going to sleep.”

Seeing that Xi Jianglan had made the Sheng family members speechless, Juan Xunfang reluctantly prepared to clean up Xi Jianglan's side room.

But Xi Jianglan didn't intend to go out at all, and even walked with his hands behind his back to enter the inner room.

Juan Xunfang's eyes were about to pop out, and he stopped him directly: "Xi Jue!"

Xi Jianglan looked at him suspiciously.

"Go to the side room!" Juan Xunfang gritted her teeth, "How can you let a prisoner defile the suzerain's residence at will? How is this decent?!"

Any other man, Juan Xunfang would not be so vigilant, but Xi Jianglan is full of "special liking" and "sulphuring innocence", and has already planted a seed of "vixen, dead sleeve" in the heart of Mr. Juan.

Seeing that Xi Jianglan dared to sleep on the suzerain's bed at this time, he wished he could put down a bunch of barriers to stop him.

Protecting the bed is equivalent to protecting the suzerain's "innocence"!

Every time Xi Jianglan saw Juan Xunfang looking like an enemy, he was very happy, and said with a smile: "But your suzerain didn't say anything."

Juan Xunfang glared at him.

Xi Jianglan asked Sheng Jiao casually: "Sect Master, can I lie down on your incomparably noble couch?"

Sheng Jiao glanced at him, but ignored him.

Knowing that he was acquiescing, Xi Jianglan raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Juan Xunfang, and as he wished, saw him blushing with anger and entering the inner room comfortably.

Juan Xunfang stares at him, and still stares at him, wishing to stare him out.

The sunlight slanted in from the outside, and unintentionally fell on Xi Jianglan's earrings, making the sky pearl reflect the sunlight and shine directly into Juan Xunfang's eyes.

Juan Xunfang, who was so angry that she was half dead, froze for a moment, and quietly gasped.

Tianyanzhu...

No one can snatch the Tianyan Pearl from Sheng Jiao's hands, and dare to recklessly put it on the Yingluo clasp.

Juan Xunfang inhales, her eyeballs seem to pop out of their sockets.

He seemed to want to say something, but after holding back for a long time, he lowered his head again, like a frost-beaten eggplant that had completely wilted.

Shang Yuan didn't understand what his mournful look meant, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Juan Xunfang said in a muffled voice, "Don't talk to me, I want to be quiet."

Shang Yuan said "Oh" and told him to be quiet.

Xi Jiang cleaned up the tiredness and Xunfang had a meal, and leisurely opened the bamboo curtain and entered the inner room.

The surrounding decorations were the same as they were six years ago, Xi Jianglan looked around inexplicably in a daze, as if these six years of training were just a dream.

Back then, whenever Xi Jue wanted to see Sheng Jiao, he would never enter through the door in a proper manner. Instead, he would sneak into Sheng Jiao's residence by climbing over the wall and over the outer osmanthus grove, and then popped out of the window with a "wow", trying to scare him. Sheng Jiao, who was reading a book, jumped.

But Sheng Jiao was never frightened, as if he had expected him to appear a long time ago, he opened the window and let the boy jump in like sunlight, illuminating the lifeless inner room.

Xi Jianglan looked around reminiscently for half a circle, and finally landed on the wide bed.

If it was placed in his youth, he would have jumped up and rolled upside down with joy, messed up the meticulous bed until it was crumpled, and then tidied it up twice under the dissatisfied gaze of Sheng Jiao, smiling as an apology.

Just this time...

Xi Jianglan stared at the familiar bed, and an image couldn't help appearing in his mind.

Xi Jue, a young man in a warm yellow robe, was lazily leaning on the carved bedpost, his eyes were arrogant and haughty, he raised his eyebrows and stared at Sheng Jiao, calling him: "Sheng Wuzhuo."

Sheng Wuzhuo couldn't see any expression against the light, he just remembered that he was silent for a long time, and suddenly bent down.

The faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus fell gently on the lips, and the bright red lips trembled under the pressure.

"what--!"

Xi Jianglan suddenly kicked the bed forcefully, rushed out of the inner room almost out of embarrassment, grabbed Juan Xunfang, and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to sleep in the other room."

Juan Xunfang: "...?"

The corners of Juan Xunfang's lips twitched, and after muttering for a long time, she said with a disheveled face: "Sleep, sleep in the inner room, suzerain... suzerain didn't say anything."

"No." Xi Jianglan's long hair was so red that the tips of his ears were bleeding, he pretended to be serious and said, "How can a prisoner like me, Sect Master Sheng, defile the residence at will? How decent is this?!"

Juan Xunfang: "..."

Shang Yuan: "?"

What are these two doing?

Juan Xunfang said: "No, the suzerain agrees, you can sleep in the inner room."

Xi Jianglan said, "No, no, I'm a prisoner, so I'm not qualified."

"no no!"

"No no no!"

The two saw each other for three or four rounds, looking at each other.

Sheng Jiao, who was sitting by the window and checking the storage ring, frowned and looked at it coldly.

Xi Jianglan's ears were blushing, and he was inexplicably guilty at the sight. He straightened his messy robes, and said with a dry smile, "Master Sheng, why...why haven't you gone to Xiezhizong yet?"

Sheng Jiao asked coldly, "Why do you want to go to Xiezhizong?"

Xi Jianglan was inexplicably guilty, and said in a low voice, "Oh, I thought Xiezhizong wanted you to go in person because of 'something'."

Sheng Jiao frowned.

At this moment, Shang Yuan, who was fiddling with the rhinoceros lamp, suddenly froze for a moment, and said blankly: "Sect Master, Xiezhi Sect really has something to do, let you go over now."

"What's the matter?"

Shang Yuan glanced at the rhino horn lamp again.

"It is said that... the sealed Shen Tianshe illusion suddenly opened for no reason."

Sheng Jiao's face darkened.

It is no small matter for Shen Tianshe's illusion to be opened, if people from the Xiezhi Sect are involved uncontrollably, there will be big troubles.

Xi Jianglan showed a subtle smile of "as expected", he was no longer ashamed, and urged: "Sect Master Sheng, hurry up and get busy."

Sheng Jiao subconsciously wanted to bring him by his side, but for some reason, his lips tightened again, as if hesitating.

Juan Xunfang was extremely anxious: "Sect Master!"

The outside world delayed for a while, and Shen Tianshe might have to spend several days in the illusion.

Within a few breaths, Sheng Jiao quickly made a decision, raised his hand to lay several layers of barriers in the small courtyard, and said coldly, "Don't leave."

Juan Xunfang hurriedly said: "Let's take Xi Jue to the Xiezhi sect as well."

This Sheng family is a den of tigers and wolves, if this cripple who has lost his cultivation base is put here, he is afraid that he will be eaten alive.

Sheng Jiao seemed to reject Xi Jianglan's entry into the Xiezhi sect, so he kept his face sullen and said nothing.

Xi Jianglan sat on the chair that Sheng Jiao was sitting on just now, flipped through a few pages of the book in a casual manner, and said indifferently: "Everyone, hurry up, it's Xiezhizong's business that matters."

Sheng Jiao turned and left without saying a word.

Juan Xunfang turned her head to look at Xi Jianglan, and was dragged away by Shang Yuan.

Xi Jianglan sat in the sunlight and watched Sheng Jiao's back as he strode away without hesitation. His indifferent and numb heart seemed to be struck by lightning, and numbness and sourness spread all over his body in an instant.

His fingers pinching the book trembled violently, almost tearing off the page.

"Pretentious." Xi Jianglan thought coldly, "It's right for him to go, staying here will only hinder my business."

As soon as this thought appeared, the coldness on his face dissipated, and Xi Jianglan returned to his heartless demeanor again, shaking his feet lazily, in a happy mood, as if waiting for a good show to begin.

Being able to use Shen Tian's amnesty to send Sheng Jiao away, it seems that those people in Zhongzhou have spent a lot of money.

This scene must be very good.

Xi hooked the corner of his appendix's lips.

Suddenly, a beam of light flew obliquely from the outside, and crashed on the desk.

Like poppies blooming, Xi Jianglan, whose face was full of inscrutability, almost jumped in fright, and quickly retracted his paws, Erlang's upturned legs were so frightened that the toes were tense.

He was still in shock and was about to swear, when he fixed his eyes on the table, he suddenly froze.

Throwing things on the desk...

It was actually Sheng Jiao's Tianyan Pearl who never left her body.

One hundred and six Tianyan Pearls were shining with thunder patterns, and the momentum was like a towering snow mountain standing still, blocking all the storms, storms and waves.

It's cold, but it's like spring flowers blooming.

Xi Jianglan stared at the obedient Tian Yanzhu for a long time, and suddenly laughed.