After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Tian Yanzhu was lightly wrapped around Xi Jianglan's slender wrist.

It must have been worn by Sheng Jiao for a long time, and even the beads have a scent of cinnamon.

Xi Jiang rubbed the railing twice, and the little bit of embarrassment and anger that had been flushed out by the old things just now disappeared in an instant.

Anyway, there was no one in the small courtyard at this time, so what if he just, just lay down on the scorching bed?

Xi Jianglan succeeded in convincing himself, walked into the inner room with a very thick skin, took off the Xiezhi pattern robe and threw it aside.

He wanted to jump directly on the bed, but then he thought about it.

She didn't change her clothes on the boat last night, Sheng Jiao knew that she would despise him again.

"cough."

Xi Jianglan stopped in a reserved manner, walked skillfully to the cabinet and rummaged around, and took a set of Sheng Jiao's youthful clothes without treating himself as an outsider.

Sheng Jiao was half a head taller than him when he was crowned, but now that all these years have passed, Xi Jianglan has not grown much, and Sheng Jiao's black robe fit him well when he was young.

Xi Jianglan didn't know what shyness was, so he stripped himself naked.

The entire body of the Tianyan bead string on the wrist trembled, and it escaped from control as if the thread was broken, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Xi Jianglan, who was brushing his hair, was startled, and muttered that he was going to pick up beads.

One hundred and six Tianyan beads seemed to have grown legs, avoiding Xi Jianglan and rolling away in all directions, and there was no trace of a single one in an instant.

Xi Jianglan scolded angrily: "What kind of a dog?"

He had never been used to Tianyan Pearl, and he didn't care what it was going crazy, so he put on Sheng Jiao's clothes one by one neatly.

When Xi Jianglan climbed onto the soft bed, there was a crisp sound of beads colliding on the ground, and the one hundred and six beads running in all directions seemed to be strung together by a rope, and fell silently on the side of the pillow.

Xi Jianglan was lying on the pillow and looked up at the familiar carved bedposts, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing Tian Yanzhu at a glance, he turned over in disgust.

The pillow was covered with a faint scent of cinnamon, and Xi Jianglan was wrapped in a brocade quilt. The overwhelming tiredness that had been suppressed by him hit him instantly, and he closed his eyes, planning to sleep.

At this time, a strand of black smoke emerged from the back of the slender neck.

The black cat lay sleepily on the bed, staring at him with big eyes: "Where is this?"

Xi Jianglan said lazily, "The Sheng family."

"Zhongzhou?!" The black cat's fur exploded, "Didn't you never come to Zhongzhou? Sheng Jiao forced you here?"

Xi Jianglan yawned and said vaguely, "Nah, I'm going to bed first, remember to wake me up if someone comes."

The black cat was stunned: "Who will come?"

Xi Jianglan's voice became lower and lower, and he was dragged into sleep in an instant, leaving only one sentence...

"The ones who will kill us."

Black Cat: "..."

Now you and I "we"? !

The black cat was swearing and swearing, holding on to the injury that Xi Jianglan had beaten up last time, it got out of the inner room and jumped on the eaves to look left and right, extremely vigilant.

That bastard Xi Jianglan never took his own life seriously.

If the desire to sleep came, he would not bother to fight back if someone came to kill him.

The black cat was scurrying around on the roof, feeling that the secluded courtyard was covered with a barrier comparable to that of the Mahayana period. Few people in the entire thirteen states could break through the barrier and rush in to kill people.

It turned for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Just as he was about to go back, he heard a faint sound of glass breaking.

Following the prestige, at the entrance of the small courtyard below, someone quietly opened a gap in the barrier, and several ghosts rushed towards them ferociously, even in the sunlight.

The black cat's hair was all blown up, and it ran back to the inner room quickly, slapped Xi Jianglan's face with a paw, and growled: "Little liar! Wake up, someone is really coming to kill you!"

Xi Jianglan's eyelids were too heavy to open, and he said vaguely, "Huh?"

"Wake up!" The black cat sat down on his chest, almost throwing Xi Jianglan's small body out of breath, "Someone broke the barrier outside!"

Xi Jianglan opened his mouth and almost spit out a white ghost, and said on the verge of death: "Got it, go down."

Seeing that he was really awake, the black cat jumped out of bed.

Xi Jianglan randomly scratched his messy long hair and muttered a few times.

The black cat thought he was talking to him, but when he got closer, he heard him say vaguely: "... are they all here? No, I just want to kill Qu Xiangren, and the others are incidental... I see, hello Long-winded."

The black cat looked at him in horror: "You... who are you talking to?"

This little liar...couldn't be crazy, right?

Xi Jianglan slept for half a day, his whole body was limp and weak, and he put on Sheng Jiao's loose robe and lay down on the bed, not wanting to talk to him.

There was already quite a commotion outside, the people who came to besiege him probably didn't come secretly, but were invited in by the Sheng family.

Xi Jianglan yawned, just as he walked out of the inner room, he thought for a while and put the Tianyan Pearl on his wrist back on the bed.

Tian Yanzhu seemed to want to follow, but Xi Jianglan pointed towards it, his face was sleepy but still colorful, he smiled lazily, like a flower wilted by the afternoon sun.

"Don't follow." Xi Jianglan said, "or I will break you."

Tian Yanzhu froze, and fell back into the messy bed.

Xi Jianglan was about to leave again, when he remembered something, he took off the earrings on his ears, and threw them casually beside the Tianyan Pearl.

The black cat was taken aback: "Your ears?"

The shape of the black cat's lips was a bit difficult to distinguish when it spoke, no matter how you looked at it, it was meowing, but Xi Jianglan understood it proficiently.

"Oh, it's nothing." Xi Jianglan stretched his waist and said wearily, "I don't like to hear the sound of killing people."

The black cat froze.

kill……

Is there any special sound?

Xi Jianglan put on his shoes, straightened his robe and went out, as if he was going to watch a long-prepared drama.

The quiet small courtyard of the Sheng family has already been set up as a stage, Xi Jianglan pushed the door out, and several ferocious ghosts immediately rushed towards him fiercely - the low growls with hostility were blocked out, and it was inexplicable when you just looked at it. funny.

Xi Jianglan didn't move at all, as if he didn't intend to make a move.

The black cat cursed in a low voice, it regretted its life, jumped over and turned into a slender young man, the black mist in his hands instantly overflowed, and rushed towards the ghost with a roar.

"Go away!"

He let out a low cry, and the wisps of black mist corroded the bodyless ghost with black and purple poison lines like a poison, and the black smoke burst out.

The screams of Li Gui resounded through the sky, and all the people present were frowning at the ear-piercing screams.

Qu Xiangren stood not far away, looking coldly at the boy in the black pattern of poisonous flowers.

"Lezheng's family?"

wrong.

Medicine Sect has been hiding from the world for many years, and has never been involved in disputes over Tianyan Lingmai, so how could he send someone to protect and ridicule him?

But that boy is obviously a poisonous one.

Xi Jiang swept around and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Heng Qinglian and Feng Chongyang are indeed the old foxes who have been in charge of the big family for many years, but they didn't show their real bodies this time, they just sent some minions and ghosts to join in the fun.

"Tsk." Xi Jianglan looked at Qu Xiangren with a smile that was not a smile, "It seems that your Qu family did not lose money."

Being used as a gun is still complacent.

Qu Xiangren said coldly: "Where do you hide the twelve phase patterns?"

Xi Jianglan touched the wound on the back of his neck, his face full of innocence: "Didn't it be taken away by your Qu family? Look, my scar is still there."

Elder Qu who was standing by the side was so angry that his canthus cracked when he beat him upside down, he said sharply: "Nonsense words! Before we can smoke, your face pattern has already..."

Before he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and immediately shut up with an ugly face.

"Hahaha!"

Xi Jianglan was so amused by his expression that he couldn't help laughing, and slowly reached out to him and nodded.

There was a strange vibration from the ground, as if a ferocious giant was tossing the river and sea under the thin ground, almost knocking the surrounding people down.

"It's so stupid." Xi Jianglan pointed at Elder Qu with his hand, but stared at Qu Xiangren with ruthless and indifferent eyes, and murmured, "Since I guessed that the twelve-phase pattern might still be in my hand, why did you come to die? ?It’s like hiding in a tortoise shell obediently for the past six years, isn’t it?”

Qu Xiangren's pupils shrank.

The next moment, Xi Jianglan's five fingers turned into claws, as if he was holding a ball of something.

Elder Qu suddenly froze, his eyes protruded, and his face was full of horror.

Wearing black clothes with Xiezhi patterns on Sheng Jiao's body, the majestic aura will only make people awe and fear, but Xi Jianglan is too unrestrained, and he wears a steady black robe that looks colorful and dazzling.

There was an almost sickly smile on that face that was so beautiful that it was almost aggressive. The corners of the eyes were flushed, and the facial features were full of unbridled pleasure.

Just looking at it, it makes people feel inexplicably that the words lively and fragrant and cold and terrifying can appear on the same face at the same time.

Suddenly, Xi unfolded the petals of the five-fingered lotus, touched his lips lightly, and repeated it softly like the joke in the early morning.

"Bah."

As soon as the words fell, Elder Qu's body shook, his seven orifices bled, and he fell heavily to the ground.

There was a bloody hole in his chest, and his heart was crushed alive and died.

There was a dead silence all around.

Everyone present trembled, even the ghosts of the Feng family were startled, and flew back a few feet in fear.

Xi Jianglan's well-articulated hand still held lotus-blossoming fingers, slender and slender, and he couldn't imagine that such a seemingly helpless person could crush a Nascent Soul Realm heart with his bare hands.

he……

The people from the Heng family and the ghost looked at each other in horror.

How did he do that?

Didn't he lose his cultivation?

Qu Xiangren almost gritted his teeth, he randomly probed the warm corpse with his spiritual power, and was shocked to find that Elder Qu's Xuan-level Xiangwen had been taken away unconsciously.

He looked up at Xi Jianglan in horror, and finally realized that what he said just now was not a lie.

"The Twelve Signs... it really is still in your hands."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone around was shocked.

Xi Jianglan didn't answer, but stretched out his finger with a smile.

Suddenly he pointed towards Qu Xiangren.

Qu Xiangren's pupils shrank sharply, and he flew back at the fastest speed in his life. Several protective barriers condensed all over his body in an instant, and he landed on the high wall of the small courtyard in embarrassment, guarding him vigilantly.

"Hahaha, are you scared?"

Xi Jianglan burst out laughing, and continued to tap his beautiful fingers lightly, but there was no movement.

——He didn't intend to kill at all.

In an instant, Qu Xiangren's face was ashen, the shame and resentment of being played in front of so many people made him tremble all over, wishing to smash Xi Jianglan into ashes.

Xi Jianglan was so happy that he coughed: "I thought you were not afraid of death, but you are so scared?! Hahaha, a dignified composer...cough cough!"

Black Cat: "..."

The black cat's face turned green, thinking that this person is more than restrained?

In case these people go all out, they may lose their lives by using a pile of "abandoned fairy bones".

But he was so close to Xi Jianglan just now, and he didn't see clearly what secret method this man used to crush the heart of a Nascent Soul Realm.

Xi Jianglan is a cunning man, if he dared to provoke him like this, he might have left behind.

Because the twelve-phase pattern was in the hands of Xi Jianglan, everyone was wary, staring at the beautiful hand that seemed to kill someone with a single touch, and dared not continue to strike for a while.

Xi Jianglan was full of the pampered grace all the year round, he was still smiling, his cheeks were crimson from coughing, and he was sitting lazily on the steps, as if reminiscing about the old days.

"Heng Qinglian and Feng Chongyang should be there too."

The people around and Li Gui looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, two distractions quietly appeared from the corner.

Heng Qinglian is a smiling tiger with a knife hidden in the cotton, obviously he is the one who proposes to kill Xi Jue first, and that's all there is to it without his real body, but now when they meet each other, he still has a pleasant face and even salutes him.

"I've seen Xiao Xianjun."

Xi Jianglan is still arrogant and flamboyant, as if he would be a little fairy who is admired by thousands of people without the Xi family.

He propped his chin lazily at the horizontal green curtain, and pointed his jade-like fingers lightly at him.

Rao Heng Qinglian was already in a state of emptiness, and a chill was felt all over his body when he was touched by that hand, and he was forced to tense so that he didn't run away in public like Qu Xiangren, who lost face like Qu Xiangren.

Fortunately, Xi Jianglan did not kill indiscriminately.

— After all, killing this ray of spirit is not fatal to Heng Qinglian's real body.

Xi Jianglan's finger was on that point, as if he could take someone's life at any time, he sighed softly: "Master Heng is too old to turn his head, right? Master Duan is much smarter than you gone."

It is true that Hengqinglian is several decades older than Xi Jianglan, but the lifespan of a monk is endless, even if he is hundreds of years old, his face is still young.

Being pointed at the nose by the junior and scolding him for being stupid, even though Heng Qinglian is used to playing tricks on every occasion, the smile on her face froze slightly.

"Why did Xiao Xianjun say such a thing?"

Xi Jianglan was aware of his secret killing intent, but he didn't care about it and smiled, and said in a casual tone: "Do you really think that Mr. Rang Duan has reached a bottleneck in his cultivation, so he went to the life and death test?"

Heng Qinglian and Feng Chongyang were taken aback.

Qu Xiangren was trembling with anger, and scolded him a few words.

But Xi Jianglan was deaf, and when he didn't want to talk to anyone, even if he yelled through the sky, he couldn't hear him.

The black cat was dizzy. For some reason, Xi Jianglan suddenly and inexplicably took control of the audience, tentatively withdrawing the poisonous mist, squatting down and rubbing Xi Jianglan's arm.

Xi Jianglan scratched the black cat's chin casually, and said with a smile: "...Of course not, Rang Duan is using this method to admit his mistake to me."

Heng Qinglian's expression changed.

Xi Jianglan said: "Although Rang Duan is a heaven-level Xiangwen, his aptitude is mediocre..."

As soon as these words were said, the corners of the lips of all the people present twitched, their expressions extremely ugly.

Heaven-level phase runes can be called mediocre aptitude, and only spirit-level phase runes can say this.

It happened that the people present were either Xuan-level or Tian-level who were not even as good as Renduan, so Xi Jianglan could only let Xi Jianglan turn these four characters into slaps, and slap everyone hard.

Xi Jianglan looked at the faces of those people one by one with great interest, and continued.

"...Rang Duanneng has reached the peak of the Void Returning Realm. No matter how many years he retreats, he will never be able to enter the Mahayana stage. His life and death test is only death, and there is no chance of life.

"Master Rang Duan used this method to confess and confess to me, and I accepted it, so I have never killed a Rang family member in the past six years.

"Have you never suspected the reason?"

Heng Qinglian's face was gloomy, and she clenched her hands hanging aside tightly.

Feng Chongyang could see his hesitation even though his face was expressionless.

"The whole of Zhongzhou can't escape what happened back then." Xi Jianglan touched the head of the black cat, and said lightly, "We have always had a clear distinction between grievances and grievances. There is revenge for revenge and kindness for kindness. Now Sheng Jiao is in charge of the Xiezhi sect. If things were exposed back then, I would not be able to escape the responsibility."

The black cat was flattered.

Xi Jue, this cold-faced and heartless bastard, has "us" with him again!

"I regret my life. You should want to live more than I do." Xi Jianglan raised his eyes to look at Heng Qinglian, with a half-smile, "Now I just want to end this matter as soon as possible, but you seem to...seem not to want to live in peace ah."

Heng Qinglian frowned slightly, and exchanged a glance with Feng Chongyang, a cold light flashed in her eyes, as if she had made some decision.

There was a dead silence all around.

Qu Xiangren's eyelids twitched, vaguely having a bad premonition.

Heng Qinglian suddenly issued an order to the Heng family.

At the same time, those ghosts who were full of murderous intent towards Xi Jianglan also turned their spears and rushed towards Qu Xiangren coldly.

Yin Qi surrounded from all directions, and the roar of the ghosts seemed to be crying like ten thousand ghosts.

The real killing intent froze the osmanthus trees in the courtyard to the point of frost, and the golden flowers rustled and fell, and in an instant, the ground was covered with broken flowers.

Xi Jianglan raised his hand slightly, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fell into his hand.

Qu Xiangren reacted very quickly, and pushed away in an instant, the protective barriers that had not yet dissipated were broken one after another by the fierce ghost's hostility, and the sound of glass was like the sound of drums before the opening of the stage.

dong dong.

After Qu Xiangren stood firm, he fastened the protective restraint again, and said sharply: "Heng Qinglian! You were the one who instigated the killing of Xi Jue. Now that it's over, you want to protect yourself again?!"

Heng Qinglian smiled and sacrificed his weapon: "Obviously it was the Qu family who was afraid that the little fairy would retaliate against your private punishment, so they forced me to go to the Qu family to discuss countermeasures. Why did I, Heng Qinglian, instigate it again? Qu Zhi Zheng, no wonder you were kicked out of the Xiezhi sect by Sheng Jiao, it doesn't matter if you don't know right from wrong, but you are also a veteran at framing people."

Qu Xiangren said angrily: "You!!"

Hengqinglian has always been a fool at both ends of the wall, arguing with him can only be pissed off.

Qu Xiangren took a deep breath, looked at Feng Chongyang coldly: "Where is your Feng family?"

Feng Chongyang said indifferently: "This matter should have been settled long ago."

Qu Xiangren laughed angrily.

Xi Jue's sharp teeth and sharp claws actually turned Heng Qinglian and Feng Chongyang against him to such an extent with just a few words.

These two families clearly knew that Xi Absolute hated him deeply, and wanted to use his head as a vote of honor.

No matter how much it is said, it will not help.

A coldness flashed in Qu Xiangren's eyes, and he stared straight at Xi Jianglan.

Xi Jianglan smiled at him: "Hey."

Qu Xiangren: "..."

The black cat was about to be covered in goosebumps by his "hee", and looked at him timidly.

This person is like a goblin who can confuse people's hearts. He can completely reverse the situation against the trend with just one mouthful or two.

At this moment, the horizontal green curtain suddenly moved.

On the "stage", the rabbits rose and the falcons fell in an instant, and the spiritual power of the Hengjia's spring wind and rain was wrapped in the cold icicles. The summer solstice was so hot that hundreds of icicles hung upside down in the sky.

The sunlight reflected on the sharp tip of the ice, flashing a Dawson's cold light.

The ice was so white that at first glance it was thought to be a long sword, and it shot towards Qu Xiangren.

Qu Xiangren's whole body was tense, and he had already prepared to draw out his sword. There was a crisp sound, and the icicles turned into frost and snow and floated down.

In the next breath, the ghost, wrapped in Yin Qi, broke through the heavy snow, roared heart-piercingly, and rushed towards Qu Xiangren's heart.

Qu Xiangren gritted his teeth, raised his sword and blocked it.

Originally, the three families who came to kill Xi Jue together, but in the blink of an eye, the sword light and Yin Qi collided with each other.

The sound of swords, shattering ice, the roar of ghosts, and the collision of spiritual power.

One after another, one sound, it is really like the aria of beating gongs and drums on the stage. A group of people seem to have painted facial makeup and put on outfits, singing hard, which is fascinating.

"Look." Xi Jianglan clapped his palms and laughed, "Singing, reciting and fighting, it's an excellent show."

The black cat squatted in front of Xi Jianglan, dumbfounded, swallowed hard for a long time, and said in a low voice, "You...do you really have Xiangwen?"

"Fool." Xi Jianglan watched the dog-eat-dog drama on the stage with great interest, and said casually, "Don't you know if I have a facial pattern?"

The black cat said dryly: "But you just... just, just, blah, blah, what's going on with that blah?"

How could a Nascent Soul Realm heart be crushed out of thin air without spiritual power?

Xi Jianglan said casually, "That's the poison I put on that elder in the early morning, and it was just to activate the poison."

Black cat: "?"

The black cat twitched in fright: "Then what about your backhand?!"

"What backhand?" Xi Jianglan was full of doubts, "How can I prepare any backhand?"

Black Cat: "..."

The black cat was terrified, and almost meowed and cursed: "Then you dare to invite these three families to kill you, aren't you afraid that they will really join hands to kill you?!"

Does this dog know what it means to be afraid? !

The heart of the black cat was almost stopped by his fright.

Xi Jianglan said with a smile, "This is the fun."

Black Cat: "..."

Where is the fun?

If he is not careful, his life will be gone!

Xi Jianglan didn't care.

Sitting there, he watched the fight between the three families as if he really wanted to watch a play, but if he was given some pine nuts and tea, he would eat with relish and even reward the "operators" on the stage.

Qu Xiangren had just entered the Void Return Realm, if he fought alone, he would definitely be no match for Heng Qinglian and Feng Chongyang, but these two came because of a distraction, and their spiritual power cultivation was insufficient.

The ghostly yin energy and the two non-original spiritual powers intersected with each other, and there was a loud "bang bang bang", and the barrier under Sheng Jiaobu was hit with ripples, rippling in the void, and the momentum went straight to the ground.

The descendant of the Sheng family is the Tianyan Lingmai.

Xi Jianglan watched with relish in the shocking situation, and the smile on his brow and eyes lingered for a long time.

Qu Xiangren's spiritual power was consumed rapidly, and a translucent ghost pierced through his chest with its spiritual body, driving a burst of icy yin energy that froze all the meridians in his body.

At the moment when his figure froze, Heng Qinglian waved his palm towards his chest without blinking.

"boom--"

Qu Xiangren flew straight for several feet and hit the Shengjiao barrier heavily, almost knocking out the cracked cobweb pattern of the Mahayana restraint.

He staggered and fell to the ground, blood gushed out of his mouth continuously, and his internal organs were almost smashed to pieces.

Qu Xiangren struggled to support himself, stared at the two with red eyes, and growled almost angrily: "Do you really believe his lies?! That little monster will take revenge, and the whole Zhongzhou family has done so much harm to him. He! He! How could he easily expose it?!"

"If he breaks the boat and tells Sheng Jiao about this, all of us will end badly." Heng Qinglian said indifferently, "Now he is also afraid of Sheng Jiao and wants to calm things down. Isn't this a good thing for everyone?"

It is a good thing for the whole Zhongzhou, but disaster is imminent for the Qu family.

But no one cares about the life and death of a family that is about to decline. As long as Xi Jianglan can be appeased, even if the entire Qu family is tied up and handed over to him, no one will dare to say anything.

Qu Xiangren's life was just a tool for the Hengfeng family to express their favor to Xi Jue.

Heng Qinglian was about to restrain him and escort him to Xi Jianglan, but he saw the spiritual power of the dying man whose heart was shattered, suddenly he was like a thunderbolt, and he came to Xi Jianglan's side in an instant.

Qu Xiangren has been driven to a desperate situation, even if he dies, he will be buried with Laxi.

Feng Chongyang's expression changed: "He wants Yuan Dan to explode himself!"

Qu Xiangren rushed to Xi Jianglan, who was still watching the show, almost burning his soul. His face was ferocious and his eyes were cracked. Yuan Dan of the Neifu was suddenly activated, and his spiritual power rippled away from his scarred body.

It seemed like it was going to explode in an instant.

Feng Chongyang was about to step forward to stop him, but Heng Qinglian raised his hand to stop him.

Why stop Qu Xiangren from blowing himself up?

If he could blow up Xi Jue to death, Zhongzhou would no longer be controlled by others.

Feng Chongyang frowned, and gave Heng Qinglian a cold look.

Heng Qinglian pretended not to see his dissatisfaction, and looked over with great interest.

Xi Jianglan was still sitting there lazily basking in the sun watching the show, when Qu Xiangren, covered in blood, appeared in front of him, he tilted his head slightly, as if he had expected it a long time ago, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

The black cat suddenly turned into a black mist and surrounded him, hissing: "Go, he's going to explode himself!"

Yuan Dan's self-explosion in the Void Return Realm is not a small incident. I am afraid that the entire Sheng family and even dozens of miles around will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

——not to mention Xi Jianglan who was the closest.

Xi Jianglan watched a good show and saw that he had become a "good show" in the eyes of others, somehow he didn't run away or be afraid, so he just looked at Qu Xiangren quietly.

There seemed to be a slight vibration from the soles of the feet.

The faint spiritual power is like a volcano about to erupt, and the whole ground is about to move.

The next moment, Tian Yanzhu rushed from the inner room.

But it seems to be too late.

Qu Xiangren's self-explosive first wave of spiritual power had already rushed straight to the door, and Xi Jianglan was knocked backwards, struggling and half lying on the steps.

Tian Yanzhu shook wildly, and was about to rush forward to block it.

But he saw a faint blue thunder suddenly coming from Xi Jianglan's thin shoulders.

"Zizzi."

boom--

A thunderbolt crashed into Qu Xiangren's body, together with the strange spiritual power on the ground, abruptly forced him to stop the half-exposure momentum.

The aftermath of the explosion rippled out, and the barrier Sheng Jiao had set up instantly shattered.

A strong cinnamon fragrance spread all over the surroundings.

Xi Jianglan staggered and fell on the ground, covering his right shoulder with his hands and struggling to breathe, the corners of his forehead were covered with cold sweat from the heat.

——That was the tattoo mark that Sheng Jiao personally branded on him in Xie Zhizong.

Xi Jianglan regards this tattoo as the greatest shame in his life, but at this moment he is sitting stiffly in place, his mind goes blank for a while, and he can't make sense of his chaotic thoughts.

Six years ago, Qu Xiangren branded a tattoo on his face with a scalding "crime" branding iron.

The enthusiasm has reached his eyelashes, and Xi Jianglan, who is dying, has already made plans to spend the rest of his life in India with the word "crime" tattooed on his face, and a familiar scent of cinnamon looms close.

Sheng Jiao was wearing a brand new black robe with Xiezhi pattern, looking down at him against the light.

Xi Jue, who was covered in dirty ink and messy hair, met his eyes blankly, and bowed his head as if evading after a long time.

... This is the first time the arrogant young master felt embarrassment.

Sheng Jiao didn't know what to say, and all the people in the small cell left, and then he strode forward, forcibly tore off Xi Jue's blood-stained robe, and approached Xi Jue's scarred back shoulder with a hot thing in his hands.

Xi Jue, who had been quiet and unresisting all this time, suddenly started to struggle violently. He couldn't hear anything, and didn't even realize that he was crying heart-piercingly. He desperately tried to push Sheng Jiao away with his broken hands. .

Sheng Jiao locked him tightly in his arms, covered his eyes with his broad hands that seemed to be trembling, and branded a hot tattoo on his back shoulder.

The three-month torture did not make Xi Jianglan shed a single tear, but when the tattoo was branded by Sheng Jiao himself, he cried so hard that his whole body trembled and he almost collapsed.

It was not until later that Xi Jue knew it was a word.

——The humiliating word "burn".

For six years after escaping from the laxly guarded Xie Zhizong, Xi Jue harbored a grudge against Sheng Jiao because of this often hot tattoo.

He hated Sheng Jiao for not giving him the justice he always wanted.

Hate Sheng Jiao's "Zhu" and "Zhuo".

The hatred has lasted intermittently for six years, but at this moment Xi Jianglan is in a sea of ​​smoke and has no clue.

The Xiezhi sect only represents the tattoo seal of humiliation...

Will you protect people too?

Xi Jianglan was lifted up by the black cat, and looked blankly at Qu Xiangren, who was forcibly restrained by the other [-] Tianyan beads and knelt on the ground, and he didn't recover for a long time.

The black cat thought he was frightened by Qu Xiangren's self-explosion, so he raised his hand and patted his face.

"Xi Jianglan! Xi Jue! Wake up, it's okay, it's okay!"

Xi Jianglan returned to his senses from a daze, looking at the Tianyan Pearl exuding traces of thunder patterns with a complicated expression.

Because the spirit pill exploded halfway and was forcibly stopped, Qu Xiangren's meridians were oozing blood, and he knelt there almost dying. If he didn't have the spiritual power of Tianyanzhu to support him, he might have fallen directly to the ground.

Xi Jianglan glanced at the Hengqing Curtain and Feng Chongyang in the distance.

A look of pity flashed in Heng Qinglian's eyes, but he was used to observing words and expressions, and stepped forward with a smile: "Xiao Xianjun was shocked, but luckily you are fine."

Xi Jianglan looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "Yeah, it's too bad, how can nothing happen to me?"

Heng Qinglian smiled with just the right amount of doubt, as if she didn't understand the meaning of the words.

Xi Jianglan was too lazy to chat with this kind of old fox, and said flatly: "Master Heng, send my regards to Yudu."

As soon as these words came out, Heng Qinglian knew that Xi Jianglan didn't intend to pursue the matter any further, so he breathed a sigh of relief quietly in his heart, and his smile became more real.

"Xiao Xianjun is busy first, I will take my leave first."

Xi Jianglan ignored him.

Heng Qinglian saluted respectfully with a smile, and with a wave of her hand, all members of the Hengfeng family left.

The distraction of Heng Qinglian and Feng Chongyang also quietly dissipated in place.

Xi Jianglan looked at the mess in the courtyard, thinking that Sheng Jiao would definitely scold him again when he came back, how could he deal with him so as not to be murdered?

The dying Qu Xiangren glared at him resentfully, Xi Jianglan thoughtfully touched the red mole on his back shoulder that had faded from the word "Zhao" and said lightly, "Qu Zhizheng."

Qu Xiangren looked at him with hatred.

I thought that Xi Jianglan would show off his power and add insult to injury, but he was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked for no reason: "Six years ago, what was the tattoo of Xiezhizong like?"

Qu Xiangren was taken aback.

After Xi Jianglan asked, he also regretted it. He finally stood up, walked slowly to the last step, and looked down at Qu Xiangren.

He should have a lot to say, but he was inexplicably absent-minded, and he didn't know what he was thinking while touching his right shoulder.

"Heh." Qu Xiangren's mouth was dripping with blood, but he gasped and said with difficulty, "Hengfeng let the three families do more evil things than my Qu family. Back then you were imprisoned in Xiezhi Zong Ao Xing also has their handwriting."

Xi Jianglan's eyes were blank, and he said absently: "You don't need to remind me. I will remember what any of you have done."

Qu Xiangren was stunned for a moment: "Then you still promised to let them go?"

Xi Jianglan finally came to his senses, looked down at Qu Xiangren for a long time, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Not even you believe it?"

Qu Xiangren: "What?"

Black cat also: "What?"

"Do you really think that Rang Duan shut up life and death just to make amends to me?" Xi Jianglan looked at him like a fool, and said with a half-smile, "Rang Chen has broken the secrets, knowing that he has made breakthroughs in recent years. The opportunity of the Mahayana period closed the life and death test."

Qu Xiangren: "..."

Black Cat: "..."

Qu Xiangren was stunned for a long time, his face turned pale as death in an instant, and he stared at him in horror: "You! Are you deceiving us?!"

"That's right." Xi Jianglan withdrew his hand on his right shoulder, and for some reason his mood suddenly became better, and he said with a smile, "It seems that Heng Qinglian is really old, and her brain is not as active as before. Believe it too?"

If Qu Xiangren was resentful towards Xi Jianglan before, but now it is horror and fear, and the hairs on his body restrained by Tianyan Pearl stand erect.

"They didn't come in person, and I can't kill them by turning against the two families this time." Xi Jianglan said with great interest, "I just revealed this matter casually, and I didn't swear to Tiandao, nor to Tianyan. I swear, I can do more than I can count."

Qu Xiangren was trembling with fear all over his body, trembling like chaff.

The person in front of him obviously has no spiritual power and is a useless person who can fall down when blown by the wind, but in his eyes, he looks like a hideous monster.

——The black hair blown by the wind looks like teeth and claws, and the smiling face is like blue-faced fangs, and even the slow breathing seems to be poisoned.

One is like Sheng Jiao...

A monster forced out by their own hands.

Xi Jianglan bent down slightly, his voice was so soft that it was almost breathless, his dark eyes suddenly turned into a strange golden color, and his beautiful face was sickly and secretly mad.

"Those who practiced me back then, don't even try to escape."