After the villain's cultivation base is lost

The two looked at each other.

"Uh..." Xi Jianglan reacted very quickly, slapped and accused, "You went to my bed without changing your clothes? You are too slovenly, I have a cleansing disease, and I am kind enough to change your clothes for you, no need to thank you, thank you without courtesy Bar."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Sheng Jiao was expressionless, and looked down at the jacket that had been completely taken off with only one sleeve left.

Xi Jianglan screamed in the dark, the hand on Sheng Jiao's shoulder suddenly squeezed hard, and with all his strength, he forcibly threw Sheng Jiao onto the messy bed.

The slightly hanging bed curtain was blown up randomly by a gust of wind.

Xi Jianglan sat straddling Sheng Jiao's waist, raised his hand and brushed the messy black hair behind his ears, leaned down and gently kissed his lips, while using the tip of his tongue to pry open Sheng Jiao's tightly closed lips, while pushing his hands hard The blood-stained shirt was torn off.

Sheng Jiao pinched the back of Xi Jianglan's neck with his big palm, subconsciously trying to push him away.

Xi Jianglan muttered reluctantly.

Sheng Jiao frowned.

Xi Jianglan offered his courtesies for nothing, either adultery or robbery, and he didn't even need to ask Sheng Jiao to know that this person must have done something bad when he entered the samadhi.

——That matter may not be small, and he was very guilty before he was exposed.

The tip of the tongue is trembling.

Sheng Jiao forcibly turned his head away, avoiding Xi Jianglan's kiss, and said coldly, "Did you do something bad?"

"Sheng Wuzhuo..." Xi Jianglan gasped, inserted his long and slender fingers between Sheng Jiao's messy black hair, and forced him to turn his head away, with a faint flush at the end of his eyes, and cursed in a hoarse voice , "You're just an incomprehensible piece of wood."

Sheng Mu: "..."

Before Sheng Jiao could say any more disappointing words, Xi Jianglan leaned down to rub his lips again, his black hair fell loose, and the ends of the hair swept over Sheng Jiao's heart as if it fell directly into the heart, and the itching spread all over his limbs. .

Sheng Jiao's mind was numb, and his thoughts of Xingshi's indictment disappeared in an instant.

Xi Jianglan worked hard while being seductive, took off the bloody jacket before Sheng Jiao noticed, and kicked into the corner in a mess.

He was only focused on tossing his clothes and rubbing against Sheng Jiao's body, completely oblivious to the sharp contraction of Sheng Jiao's pupils.

Temporarily "destroying the corpse and destroying the traces", Xi Jianglan's guilty conscience dissipated in an instant, and he barely sat up straight while propping up Sheng Jiao's naked chest, and glared at him.

He had no spiritual power and his meridians were all destroyed, his breath was extremely weak, and after tossing about for a while, he couldn't stand the cough until the corners of his eyes turned red, and he opened his lips slightly to pant for a long time before he recovered.

Sheng Jiao was completely sure now.

The panic when I was guilty, and the righteousness now...

Most of the things that prove that he has done bad things have been hidden, otherwise this little liar would not have the courage to be arrogant.

Sheng Jiao suddenly raised his hand expressionlessly, and the ball of clothes in the corner flew into his hands in an instant.

Xi Jianglan was startled, and rushed to snatch it.

——As expected of someone who has stayed in the "City Without Silver" for so long.

A person with a cultivation level like Sheng Jiao can detect tricks as long as his spiritual sense is detected, Xi Jianglan staggered and rushed to nothing, cursing inwardly.

Let him take advantage of it for nothing!

Xi Jianglan quickly changed tactics, pretending to be calm and said: "It seems that the emptiness state is really powerful, your internal organs have suffered internal injuries, and you vomited a lot of blood last night..."

Sheng Jiao stared at him coldly.

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Xi Jianglan met Sheng Jiao's see-through eyes, and the heart that had been in his throat just now fell down, and he kicked him with a broken jar, plausibly speaking.

"You know that I want to kill you, but you still dare to rest assured in front of me? It is your fault for your negligence and mistrust of others, and it has nothing to do with me. You should reflect on yourself."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Sheng Jiao touched Tian Yanzhu gently with his hand, probably wanting him to "reflect and reflect".

Xi Jianglan reacted quickly: "—Dong Rong!"

Dong Rong was summoned in a daze again, and slashed the master's forehead with a sword.

Dong Rong: "..."

Who did I bother with?

Sheng Jiao frowned.

Xi Jianglan seemed to be extremely jealous of the Tianyan Pearl, as long as Sheng Jiao touched the bead, his hair would explode, and he mistakenly thought he was going to be killed.

What did Rang Chen tell him back then?

Xi Jianglan was able to stretch and bend, and he couldn't see his hand after a slash, so he immediately threw Dong Rong who had regained his senses skillfully, and ran away with his outer robe in his arms.

Sheng Jiao lowered his eyes.

The ghost pattern has reappeared on the wrist Tianyan beads, and the ten beads with the flashing scarlet "Zhu" pattern have come off on their own, and they are neatly strung together around Sheng Jiao's wrist, making a clicking sound.

Deterrent.

Dong Rong quietly transformed into a human figure and landed on the ground, and handed Sheng Jiao a set of plain black clothes.

Sheng Jiao lay down on the bed and dressed without revealing his expression. He seemed to notice something when he was tying up the belt, and his warm palm was lightly pressed against his neck.

Dong Rong squatted there looking at the ten Tianyan beads, and asked suspiciously: "Master, if the massacre of the Xi family is really related to the little fairy, will you really kill him?"

Sheng Jiao's hand tying his belt paused.

Dong Rong wanted to say something more, but Xi Jiang went away and came back, carefully poking his head out of the door, beckoning to Dong Rong, and whispered: "Dong Rong, Dong Rong is here."

Dong Rong looked at Sheng Jiao.

Sheng Jiao continued to dress with her back turned to him, as if she didn't hear him.

Dong Rong let out an "oh" and ran out Dian Dian.

It was obvious that Dong Rong was used to kill the owner just now, but Xi Jianglan hooked up with Dong Rong like a normal person, ran to the corridor outside the boat, and whispered: "Have you seen the spring rain in recent years?"

Dong Rong shook his head: "No."

Xi Jianglan said: "Can you connect with your spiritual consciousness? Quickly ask him where he is now?"

It's inconvenient to use Dong Rong to chop Sheng Jiao every time, and the sword is still handy for him.

Dong Rong was troubled: "Chun Yu doesn't like to talk to me, he didn't respond nine and a half times out of ten times with his spiritual consciousness, Xiao Xianjun is still himself..."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Jianglan said quietly: "Do you think he likes to talk to me?"

Dong Rong: "..."

Isn't that your sword?

Chun Yu's temperament is completely opposite to Dong Rong's. Even if Xi Jianglan twitters in his ears, he may not be able to say a word for ten days and a half months, and sometimes he will think that Xi Jianglan is noisy and hide in his sword and pretend to be dead.

While one person and one sword were chattering, Xingfang had already quietly entered Nine Clouds City.

Above the sea of ​​clouds is a city in the sky, the pavilions are next to the green mountains and white clouds, and there are waterfalls falling from the clouds like snow mountains, just like a fairyland on earth.

Le Zhengzhen walked over yawning, and was slightly taken aback when he saw Nine Clouds City in the clouds.

He had only heard of the most famous city of clouds in the southern region, Nine Clouds City, from rhino horn lamps and books, and this was the first time he had seen it in so many years.

Xi Jianglan waved at him: "Zhen'er, do you know where Chunyu is?"

"Chun Yu?" Although Le Zhengzhen didn't like to go out, he was very keen on the beautiful scenery. He walked over slowly, trying to create an unfathomable expression of "Oh, but that's it", but his eyes were desperately looking towards Jiuxiao City. With the wind.

He casually said: "Probably in Jianzong."

"Is it in Changxing's hand?" Xi Jianglan asked.

Le Zhengzhen finally looked away, raised his hand to put on the wide hood, and said casually: "It should be, at that time, the people of the Qu family wanted to break the spring rain, and Liu Yuyuan almost cried and died with them. In the end, it was his master who was close to him." Let him take Chun Yu away... Hiss, why is blood oozing from your mouth?"

Xi Jianglan frowned and touched his lips, only to realize that his lower lip was bitten off.

Xi Jiang avoided answering, and continued the topic of "Chunyu": "Then we got the "Yinhuazhuan", can we go to Jianzong to get my Chunyu? "

Le Zhengzhen nodded: "Okay - so what happened to your mouth?"

Xi Jianglan: "..."

If you can't chat, just keep your mouth shut.

But Le Zhengzhen came to his senses after asking, his face hidden under the hood turned green, he held back for a long time before he gritted his teeth and said: "It's strange that I have to tell you that you two are doing things in broad daylight? Are you ruthless? Ugh, Sheng Wuzhuo looks like a dog, but he is also a lustful person who is interested in sex! No one in the thirteen states has cultivated the ruthless way!"

Xi Jianglan: "..."

What he has always admired about Le Zhengzhen is that no matter what happens, he can knock down a boatload of people mercilessly, and shoot almost the entire thirteen states.

One scolds the other, and if there is no one, you can scold them seamlessly.

The corners of Xi Jiang's lips twitched: "Do you believe what Feng Yu says?"

Not only did Le Zhengzhen believe it, but he also worried about it blindly: "When I was in the academy, the head of the academy taught me that one must practice self-cultivation and prudence, seal one's heart and lock love, and avoid indulging in love and losing one's essence. The two of you If you continue to mess around like this, Sheng Jiao's way of cultivation is still uncultivated, you..."

"Tian Yan is on top." Xi Jianglan said in pain, "Have all of you been possessed by the old lady Heng? Your mouth is too broken. Shut up quickly. Why don't you just scold me a few words."

Le Zhengzhen: "..."

I haven't seen anyone rushing to find scolding.

Le Zhengzhen scolded him thoughtfully, and then asked, "So is your essence still there?"

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Le Zhengzhen was a good doctor, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with this question.

Xi Jianglan said seriously: "Brother, do you think it's really appropriate for us to say such obscene words in public? If any girl overhears it, they will definitely kick us two wretched people out of Jiuxiao City with a big stick."

Le Zhengzhen said with disgust: "Nine Clouds City has gained a reputation because of Hualou Street, why should I drive me away by saying 'Jing Yuan'? Besides, you think that the people who come to Nine Clouds City are all upright and innocent moral monks? I Let me tell you that the people on the road look like dogs, but there is no good person, all of them are lustful like Sheng Jiao, and none of them ran away."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Come on, start the indiscriminate attack again.

After about an hour or so, Xingfang entered the Xingfang Pavilion in Nine Clouds City and stopped lightly on a cloud.

Feng Yu has been to Nine Clouds City many times, but every time he comes, he still looks like a dog having fun, jumping down when he is happy.

Le Zhengzhen grabbed him tightly, frowned and said: "What's the rush, we only do two things in Nine Clouds City, to save time, let's do it separately."

Finish it early and go back to the medicine school early.

Feng Yu leaned on the railing and raised his hand: "I have to go to Hualou."

"Go to the flower building?" Le Zhengzhen squeezed him tightly, "Follow me to You Dan to search for a guide, Ah Jue, you go to the flower building to find something."

Feng Yu was immediately disappointed: "Ah?!"

Xi Jianglan wanted to blow his hair when he thought of Hualou, so he hurriedly said: "I, I, I, I will go to You Dan too."

Both Ying Zhuo and Sheng Jiao frowned.

Xi Jianglan came here for Xi Minghuai's sweetheart, no matter how much he struggled to death, he could only watch Le Zhengzhen drag the reluctant Feng Yu away from the boat.

Seeing that Xi Jianglan's face turned pale, Ying Zhuo said softly: "Brother, don't you want to go to Hualou? Then you rest on the boat, I'll go alone."

He spoke softly and considerately, but he had the illusion of a peacock flapping its tail, and its big tail almost swept away Sheng Jiao who was beside him.

Xi Jianglan shook his head, and asked while going down the boat: "What's the name of Xi Minghuai's friend?"

Ying Zhuo quickly followed and walked side by side with Xi Jianglan, saying: "Mother Xun, I heard that she is very beautiful, and she will also choose the oiran today."

Xi Jianglan stayed in the Hongchen Zhijun Building for a long time, but he never heard of a girl whose surname was Xun.

The huge Nine Clouds City is not a whole cloud island, but twelve cloud seas spliced ​​together. Each cloud island is connected by long chains to form a bridge, and the clouds and mist blow from the sky.

On the Xuantie bridge, there are countless wooden plaques and jade orders tied with red cloth, and the wind blows and rattles.

Take a closer look, the red cloth is densely written with people's names and blessings, as if they are asking for marriage.

Xu Ziyun Island is full of flower buildings.

Hongchen Zhijun Building is the highest red-tiled attic, which is very recognizable.

Xi Jianglan's expression was gloomy, and he just wanted to find Xunniang as soon as possible, so that he could leave early and settle the matter.

Today is the oiran general election, and the roads are densely lit with cloud lanterns, and many vendors are selling unlit cloud lanterns. When the oiran general elections after nightfall, whoever wins the most cloud lanterns will be the one from Hongchen Zhijunlou Oiran.

Xi Jianglan was walking forward in suspense, but before he got close to the Hongchen Zhijun Building, he was chased by a few vendors, selling cloud lanterns with a smile.

"The three young masters look unfamiliar, is this the first time you have come back to our Nine Clouds City?"

"Hey, you really caught up with the good time. Today, the Hongchen Zhijun Lou Huakui Grand Competition, do you want to buy a few cloud lanterns to present to the beauties?"

"It's very cost-effective, ten spirit stones for one, and the wick will be refunded if the wick is damaged."

Xi Jianglan kept silent with a cold face and just walked forward.

Sheng Jiao would not even buy this.

Ying Zhuo originally wanted to buy a few lamps to join in the fun, but seeing that his senior brother didn't speak, he had no choice but to continue walking.

The clothes of the three of them are either rich or expensive, if they see a beautiful woman and spend a lot of money to buy a bunch of cloud lanterns, they will make a lot of money.

The peddler's eyes lit up, and he chased up and continued to sell. He talked a lot and saw the three of them still expressionless. His eyes suddenly rolled, and he said hastily: "I think the three of you must have heard of that three years ago. The famous oiran of the thirteen prefectures, right?"

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan's face turned green instantly.

He subconsciously wanted to make a closed phrase, but he realized that he had no spiritual power when he made a tactic.

The peddler enthusiastically coaxed the strangers: "...that oiran will definitely participate in the Grand Competition this year. I was lucky enough to see it once, and it is really stunning and beautiful like a fairy girl, it is fascinating."

He scribbled a few words on the cloud lamp and offered it up graciously: "The three young masters will buy some lamps for Fairy Lan."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Sheng Jiao casually glanced at the cloud lamp that almost touched his face, and was taken aback for a moment.

Three words were written crookedly on the little lamp like a cloud.

——Lan Jiaojiao.