After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Xi Jianglan squatted in the corner for a long time before crawling out with a pale face.

The three teenagers were still tugging at him.

"This is going to die! No matter how good-looking you are, you will be shot down by him!"

"That man is Yan Luo with a tough face, and his relatives don't recognize him!"

Xi Jianglan said quietly: "Don't worry, I will never be as shameful as you are."

Teenagers: "..."

Kindly remind, why do you still attack with taunts?

This person did not listen to his persuasion, the three teenagers looked at each other in blank dismay, and simply let him leave, squatting there poking around, trying to see this person's jokes.

Xi Jianglan straightened the crumpled cassock, and walked up the wooden steps on the third floor like a dog.

Before walking forward, he could vaguely feel a chilly sword intent lingering around, and even formed a thick barrier of sword intent at the last step, preventing everyone from stepping up to the third floor.

Xi Jianglan staggered at his feet, thinking that it was indeed Liu Changxing.

In other words, his sword intent is like piercing icicles, piercingly cold, wishing to freeze people into ice slag in place.

Xi Jianglan's body was thin but he seemed to be in a no-man's land. He pushed aside Liu Changxing's sword intent and slowly climbed up the stairs, his thoughts racing.

Liu Changxing's master is unsmiling, born with sword bones and even ruthless Dao, he will definitely not let Liu Changxing come to Jiuxiao City Hualou for no reason to disgrace Jianzong.

Who on earth is Xun Niang, who can invite someone from the Sword Sect to protect her?

While thinking about it, he had stepped onto the last step.

The boy who was waiting to watch the show below was taken aback.

"That's the sword intent barrier of the sword cultivator! He seems to have no cultivation, how can he pass so easily?"

"Stupid, we can't see his cultivation base. It's likely that he is a powerful man. It's just that his face is tender."

"I see!"

Xi "Da Neng" stepped up to the third floor, and faintly heard a woman's charming voice.

"Master Sword Cultivator, what is there to cultivate in the Tao? Once you come to this world of mortals to know the emperor, don't you want to indulge once? Do you want to enjoy the joy of fish and water?"

One said in a deep voice: "I don't want to, if you do this again, I will draw the sword."

The beauty couldn't help laughing: "It is said that Jianzong Jianxiu is incomprehensible, and today it is true. You are so hard-hearted, is it because the concubine is not beautiful enough?"

"No, you are very beautiful." Liu Changxing said, "I have sworn that I will not be close to women in this life."

The beauty had probably never seen a man of this type before, and she was shaking with laughter.

She was so happy that she didn't tease her, and walked away with a wave of her red sleeves.

Xi Jianglan leaned on the railing to stand firm, and looked over quietly.

The door of the huge third-floor room was almost closed, the surrounding lights were brightly lit, and the flirtatious fragrance unique to Hualou wafted, but the tall man sitting on the uncoated coat was unmoved.

Liu Changxing held his sword across his knees, cultivating with his eyes half downcast, the sword intent lingered all over his body, and gently moved the hanging robe.

Xi Jianglan rubbed his hands and gestured secretly. He wanted to find some balance, but when he thought about it carefully, Liu Changxing was taller and mightier than him back then, and it would be impossible for him to shrink back after six years.

Xi Jianglan had no choice but to let go of his hands in resentment, and walked over quickly, intending to catch up with his friends.

Liu Changxing lowered his eyes slightly, and sensed someone approaching him. Out of the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw a man, and immediately clasped his hands together, as if he had become a Buddha immediately.

"Amitabha, benefactor, I am not close to male sex."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan said with a green face, "Liu Changxing."

Liu Changxing was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes suddenly.

Xi Jianglan was wearing the cassock of that year, and his face had hardly changed. When he walked slowly, Liu Changxing had the illusion of going back in time.

"Jeer?"

Xi Jianglan's face turned pale: "Retract the sword intent, I'm going to die."

With a "boom", Liu Changxing waved his hand, and the cold sword intent lingering on the third floor dissipated instantly.

He got down from the wide chair and strode towards him with meteoric strides. His handsome and cold face seemed to gradually melt into warm gurgling spring water in the spring breeze.

...and the melting "spring water" slowly rushing down from the two pupils.

Only a few steps away, Liu Changxing was already in tears, strode up to Xi Jianglan, pinched his waist, hugged him in his arms, weighed him, and said with a sob: "Jueer, Ah Jue, what have you been doing for so many years?" No, why haven't you grown up? You look as thin as a chick, have you suffered a lot?"

Xi Jueer: "..."

Xi Jianglan was hugged by him so that his toes were hanging in the air, so he had no choice but to step on his instep, beat Liu Changxing hard, and said in a dying struggle: "I didn't suffer before, but now I am suffering greatly."

Liu Changxing shed his old father's hot tears, and wept bitterly while hugging him.

Xi Jianglan almost vomited ghosts, and he recovered after a while with difficulty.

Liu Changxing is a dignified sword cultivator who has cultivated his body and mind all these years, but his sensitive heart has not improved at all, and he can cry so much that his mother doesn't even know him when something is wrong.

He was sitting there with a large figure, but wiping his tears weakly.

"Brother." Xi Jianglan still had important things to do, so he barely cared about the fact that he mocked him for being short, and pretended to gently wipe his tears with his sleeves, "What are you doing here?"

Liu Changxing said: "Train your mind."

"What is there to train your mood in Hualou?" Xi Jianglan said, "Didn't your master say that you should not lose your energy before you can cultivate the Dao? What's the point? Missteps have caused eternal hatred, and your master must chop you alive?"

Liu Changxing wiped away his tears, and said seriously: "I definitely won't do that."

He and Jianxiu couldn't make detours, Xi Jianglan saw that he didn't take the bait, so he cut straight to the point: "I just heard from a friend that you are here as Xun Niang's guard, is there such a thing?"

Liu Changxing choked for a moment.

Xi Jianglan immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued, hating iron to be steel, said: "You, you, why are you so depraved? I have no cultivation and have not been reduced to the point of being a guard for others. Liu Changxing, Liu Yuyao, don't you go out! Said that he is a person of Zhuxingzhai, "

Liu Changxing was so wronged that he almost cried again, and frowned, "Master asked me to come, and I don't know why I want to protect her."

Xi Jianglan was thoughtful.

Liu Changxing was obsessed with Xi Jianglan's sword move, and passed his sword over: "Come on, show me a sword move to see if you have regressed all these years."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan flicked his sword away, and said sincerely, "Can I go in and see Niang Xun?"

Liu Changxing's expression sank in an instant, and he said coldly with tears all over his face: "What do you see, Mother Xun, who is so lustful at such a young age, play swords for me."

Xi Jianglan said tactfully: "Forgive me, I'm only close to masculinity."

Liu Changxing looked even colder: "Have you ever been close to men?"

Xi Jianglan couldn't explain it to him, so he had to walk towards the door of the oiran's room.

Liu Changxing chased after him and handed him the sword: "Practice the sword, practice the sword."

Xi Jianglan didn't want to practice the sword, so he raised his hand to push Xunniang's door.

A "click" sound.

Liu Changxing put his unsheathed sword against the crack of the door, blocking Xi Jianglan's hand.

Xi Jianglan looked up at him, smiled suddenly, and said softly, "Brother, if I insist on going in, will you kill me?"

"I was entrusted by Master to not let anyone get close to Xunniang." Liu Changxing's eyes were dark and cold after being soaked in tears, and the sword intent slowly poured out from the cold scabbard, condensing Formed a forest barrier to block the door.

He said lightly: "—Naturally including you."

Xi Jianglan said: "I won't hurt her, I just want to know an answer."

Liu Changxing remained silent.

"My cousin, Xi Minghuai, is on good terms with Xun Niang." Xi Jianglan didn't beat around the bush, and said directly, "Xi Minghuai knew who the culprit who slaughtered the Xi family was, but he was already insane, and the Medicine Sect couldn't cure him. Now The only clue is Xun Niang."

Liu Changxing frowned.

"Only the real culprit wants to kill Xunniang. Your master must have known something before sending you here to protect Xunniang." Xi Jianglan raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother, do you think I will kill my whole body for that year?" Are you going to destroy the only clue as the chief culprit of the clan?"

Xi Jianglan's mouth was so eloquent, Liu Changxing hesitated: "But..."

"I'm in the same camp as you." Xi placed his palm on the back of Liu Changxing's hand and said affectionately, "I want to protect Mother Xun more than anyone else. If you don't believe me, you can ask your teacher about it." Who is Zun guarding against, anyway, it must not be me."

Liu Changxing's mind began to waver.

"I have been on the run for six years, suffered countless hardships, and even destroyed my cultivation." Xi Jianglan continued his efforts, with a glimmer of water in his eyes, and murmured, "Xie Zhizong also framed me as the chief culprit who slaughtered the Xi family." The culprit, Sheng Jiao, even treated me... woo."

He said, covering his face with grief and weeping.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely know what Xi Jianglan's unfinished accusation was, but Liu Changxing, a pure swordsman, although sensitive, would not think about love between men and women at all, and asked hurriedly: "Is he right?" What's wrong with you? You were forced to practice sword early in the morning?"

Xi Jianglan: "..."

I feel my own filth.

"...Yes." Xi Jianglan gritted his teeth and continued to pretend to be pitiful, "I slept soundly in the middle of the night and he insisted on getting me up to practice swords until early in the morning, and I couldn't lift my hands."

Xi Jianglan didn't like to practice swords since he was a child. Every time in the swordsmanship class, the people in Zhuxingzhai had to coax and trick the young master to get up in the morning to practice sword moves. Only in this way can other people not be punished by the master. .

Liu Changxing frowned and said, "Sheng Jiao is really not as good as a beast."

"Yes." Xi Jianglan almost gritted his teeth, "so brother, let me go in. If you are really worried, come with me. I have lost all my cultivation, and I am a useless person... ..."

Liu Changxing frowned dissatisfied: "Shut up, don't say that about yourself."

Xi Jianglan's heart warmed.

From the dew to the frost, the vicissitudes of the world seem to change, but the people of Zhuxingzhai remain true to him.

Xi Jianglan's barren and dry sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be flowing through a gurgling spring again.

Zhu Xingzhai is really a respectful brother and friend, and Xi Jianglan feels that the "brother" of the past few years is well called.

"That's right." Liu Changxing thought about it seriously, "Now that you have lost all your cultivation, you are just a useless person, and there is no threat to Xun Niang."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Speech, go to his mother's brothers and sisters.

"But it still doesn't work." Liu Changxing still frowned and refused.

Xi Jianglan was about to lose his tongue, and said angrily, "Why?"

"There will be an oiran contest tonight in Hongchen Zhijun Building, and Xun Niang is likely to be the oiran." Liu Changxing casually brushed a lock of long hair that fell from Xi Jianglan's forehead behind his ears, and said casually, "During this time On that day, fish and dragons were mixed in Jiuxiao City, and I heard that many people with evil ways came."

Xi Jianglan frowned: "Evil Qi Dao?"

Liu Changxing: "The owner of the Zhijun Tower spent a lot of thought on this oiran contest, probably because he was afraid of accidents, he put down a lot of enchantment circles on the third floor to protect the three oiran candidates. Even if I let If you go in, the landlord may not easily let you see her cash cow."

Sheng Jiao wasn't there, Xi Jianglan was terribly courageous, his eyes turned slightly, suddenly thinking about it.

"As long as you are an oiran candidate, you can enter?"