After the villain's cultivation base is lost

If you are a gentleman, you will not hang out with him when you are young and not registered.

Xi Jianglan should have understood this truth long ago.

Sheng Jiao had always been a stern man, but now he was playing a rogue with that heartless and lustless face, Xi Jianglan was furious, and he felt guilty that he would bring down Sect Master Sheng himself.

"I... I won't run away." Xi Jianglan flexed and stretched, barely showing a cannibal smile, handing his hand forward, pitifully reverting to his old ways, and begging Sect Master Sheng, "Untie it for me, please, Sheng Wu burning."

Sheng Jiao looked down at him coldly.

Xi Jianglan's head was numb with anger from his see-through eyes, and he couldn't pretend to be cute at all, so he suddenly pulled Sheng Jiao's skirt over his lips, and fiercely gave him a kiss.

Since the two reunited, Xi Jianglan's every kiss was malicious, either trying to poison or confuse Sheng Jiao.

At this time, this man had no bad intentions at all, he just bit Sheng Jiao's lips fiercely in desperation, wishing to swallow him into his stomach, swallow him alive.

Before, Sheng Jiao either avoided or let Xi Jianglan move, but this time he probably knew that Xi Jianglan was just blowing his hair to vent his anger, his pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly stretched out a wide palm to cover Xi Jianglan's eyes, and died for a while. Press him firmly against the carved wooden door.

A muffled sound of "bang".

Xi Jianglan let out a "huh", and the back of his head hurt sharply.

Sheng Jiao leaned down to hold Xi Jianglan's lips expressionlessly, Xi Jianglan shivered from the frosty breath.

Obviously it was Xi Jianglan who offered to kiss, but after being forced to kiss him, he gritted his teeth angrily and wanted to turn his head away to avoid it, struggling desperately to push Sheng Jiao's chest.

Sheng Jiao was much taller than him, and Xi Jianglan, who had no spiritual strength and a thin stature, stood still like an unshakable giant mountain.

Xi Jianglan stretched out his foot to kick Sheng Jiao's knee, barely making a few muffled sounds from his blocked lips and teeth.

"Get out... oh get out! Sheng..."

The small and small room seemed to be gradually scorched by the ambiguous ambiguity, Xi Jiang couldn't see, and the Tianyan beads on the earrings also stopped functioning, only the sense of touch was the most obvious in the dark and dead silence.

Sheng Jiao's body is filled with a refreshing scent mixed with frost and cinnamon all year round. Even if he kisses his sweetheart so forcefully, his face is still as cold as frost and snow.

Xi Jianglan's waist felt weak for a while. If he hadn't been forcibly pressed against the door, he might have fallen and slipped. His cheeks were flushed, and his throat was full of unbearable sobs.

In the dead silence and darkness, he was forced to raise his head to accept the kiss like a storm, and the Adam's apple on his slender neck moved with difficulty.

Suddenly, the corner of his lips seemed to be bitten, and a trace of bright red blood slowly slipped down.

Sheng Jiao's pupils shrank slightly, and he finally let go of him, with a flash of spiritual power all over his body.

In such an ambiguous kiss, Xi Jianglan actually forcibly bit the tip of his tongue, and the poisonous blood almost poured into Sheng Jiao's life gate, and he was forced out by Sheng Jiao at a critical moment.

Even so, the spiritual power in Sheng Jiao's body froze for a moment.

Bloodstains spilled from the corner of Xi Jiang's lips, dripping down his chin to the skirt of peony flowers, like a cluster of flowers blooming.

"Sheng..."

He seemed to want to speak, but due to lack of oxygen for too long, his vision and hearing turned white and hummed after a while, so he had to grab Sheng Jiao's skirt in vain and struggle to stabilize his figure that was about to slide down, panting repeatedly.

Sheng Jiao coldly held his chin, and gently stroked the poisonous blood from the corner of Xi Jiang's appendix with his thumb.

Xi Jianglan really wanted to kill him just now, without any mercy or hesitation.

Beautiful skin, ruthless heart.

"Get away...get away." Panting quickly, Xi Jianglan opened his hand, raised his head slightly and leaned against the door to stabilize his limp body, he put the back of his hand on his eyes, and after a while he was finally able to speak , "If Master Tiandao wants to have another spring breeze with me..."

His eyes were slightly red, and the tear moles at the end of his eyes faded away and turned red like rouge. He gasped and said coldly: "... just go and light the cloud lamp, light [-] lamps, and I will let you enjoy it."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Xi Jianglan struggled to stand firm, secretly scolding Sheng Jiao countless times in his heart, and at the same time secretly trembled a little.

Sheng Jiao, who was not yet crowned back then, could push him on the bed and make him pass out three times a night. Now that six years have passed, Sect Master Sheng is taller than before, Qi Wei, and his cultivation has reached the Mahayana stage. It can almost take his breath away.

If this is another spring breeze...

Xi Jianglan, who had barely grown in six years, felt that he probably couldn't get over it.

Xi Jianglan was shrouded by Sheng Jiao's powerful and tall figure, and couldn't find his place for a while, so he had to push him away, opened the door and ran out.

Sheng Jiao watched him flee in embarrassment.

Xi Jianglan ran two steps and probably felt that he was too inferior, so he turned around and said a harsh word coldly.

"If you dare to treat me like this again, I'll really kill you." Xi Jianglan pointed his fingers at Sheng Jiao's heart, and threatened, "Bah...just, just bang, and you're dead."

Normally, this action is morbid and grotesque, almost creepy.

But at this moment, Xi Jianglan's eyes were full of mist, his eyelashes were wet, and the red mole was almost hidden in the flush at the end of his eyes.

——There is no deterrence, only vitality.

Sheng Jiao's face was cold, and he wondered if he believed his cruel words of slapping his swollen face to pretend to be fat.

After Xi Jianglan finished speaking, he felt even more ashamed, and saw Yuxian Jun, who had lighted [-] cloud lanterns for him, go with a sullen face.

Sheng Jiao watched Xi Jianglan leave expressionlessly, stretched out his hand to caress the bitten lip, and it took him a while to recover and take out the glazed ball.

The memory of "Wang Lou Gu" is like flying catkins of peach blossoms, lingering and swirling slightly in the translucent beads.

Sheng Jiao gently stroked the beads with his fingers, and slowly poured a stream of Tianyan spiritual power into them.

The bead came so easily - except for the crisis that the three of them couldn't make up two drops of the boy's fingertip blood - it always gave Sheng Jiao an inexplicable sense of foreboding.

It seems that since Guchang Temple sold Xi Qingfeng's Xiangwen, the massacre of the Xi family went almost unbelievably smoothly, but in the past six years, he used all the eyeliners of the Xiezhi sect to search all over the thirteen prefectures, but he did not find any clues.

From Xi Qingfeng Xiangwen of Guchang Temple, to Ying Qiaoer of Eqi Dao, and then to the crazy Xi Minghuai...

Finally, I arrived at the Hongchen Zhijun Building in Jiuxiao City, and found the memory of Xi Minghuai.

It seemed that someone was guiding and pushing him forward to find the so-called truth.

Sheng Jiao didn't even instinctively believe that the "memory" in the bead was real.

Tianyan's spiritual power filled the glazed ball of "Wanglougu" in an instant, and with a muffled "chi", the huge colored glaze burst like a water polo at Sheng Jiao's fingertips.

Peach blossoms and catkins linger in the entire narrow room in an instant.

In the dark room, a series of memories slowly emerged from the smoke.

hurricane.

The paper lanterns at Qiqiao Festival were soaked in bloody water, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed that Xi Minghuai was walking forward in a daze with the lanterns in his hands, and a bloody corpse could be seen almost every step of the big Xi family.

Xi Minghuai seemed to be frightened, and staggered to his knees in the pouring rain.

Boom--!

There was a thunder and lightning, and the eyes were completely white, illuminating the two pitch-black figures fighting together in the distance.

Xi Minghuai sat on his knees under a osmanthus tree and stared blankly.

The Patriarch of the Xi Family was fighting against a man in black, and his spiritual power collided with bright sparks in the heavy rain, making a loud bang.

But the strange thing is that the Patriarch of the Xi family is obviously in a Void Realm, and he was at a disadvantage against the man in black, as if he was suppressed by some invisible force, and the spiritual power he could use was only ten percent.

bang.

There was another loud bang, and the sword of the man in black pierced through the chest of the Patriarch of the Xi family silently.

Xi Minghuai watched in horror, his entire vision trembling crazily.

All of a sudden, the man in black, who was wiping his sword slowly, seemed to hear the movement, and turned slightly sideways, watching the cold and hostile gaze quietly from under the wide hood.

Xi Minghuai was startled, staggered and fell to the ground, backing desperately with his hands behind his back.

The man in black laughed lowly, lowered his sword slightly, and the tip of the sword crossed the puddles of water on the ground, splashing a snow-white spray, and came slowly towards Xi Minghuai.

Xi Minghuai wanted to escape subconsciously, but his whole body seemed to be suppressed, and he couldn't get up when he kicked his legs hard.

I could only watch helplessly as the killing god approached with a smile.

Although it was only a few steps away, Xi Minghuai felt as if hundreds of years had passed, he had nowhere to escape, and could only stare at the person in front of him with wide eyes in horror.

The man in black looked down at him and said with a smile, "Did you see it?"

boom.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the snow-white thunder suddenly illuminated the face of the person in front of him.

Black and white alternated several times before the thunder light stopped and completely dimmed.

Xi Minghuai's eyes widened suddenly.

that face...

Sheng Jiao suddenly swung out a wave of spiritual power, his face was extremely gloomy, and his memory was frozen at the moment when the light of thunder turned pale, his pupils narrowed and stared at that face.

The man's black hair drooped slightly, and his face was gentle and gentle.

——It was Wen Gubai, the head of Tianyan Academy? !

***

Ying Zhuo waited until mushrooms grew on his head, the noise outside had nothing to do with him, he just listened to his senior brother and sat there obediently, waiting.

But after a long time, Xi Jianglan didn't come back.

It's hard to see Xun Niang, senior brother will be fine.

Ying Zhuo frowned slightly, his fingers moved lightly unconsciously, and a few spider threads were entangled around his wrist.

Since he was killed in Eqidao last time because he wanted to make Xi Jianglan a puppet, Ying Zhuo did not dare to be too coercive and domineering towards Xi Jianglan.

Li Xiangzhai has many demons, Ying Zhuo has always been surly and fearless, but every time he is around Xi Jianglan, he is inexplicably overwhelmed. Sometimes he even feels that Xi Jianglan is more like Li Xiangzhai than himself.

Seeing people and animals being harmless and fooling around, they are actually perverted and absurd.

Ying Zhuo took a deep breath, made enough mental preparations, and quietly distributed "Weaving under the Eaves" along the Red Dust Zhijun Building, slowly looking for where Xi Jianglan was.

It's just that the snow-white spider's thread just came out, and suddenly it seemed to be pinched by someone, and it was gently pulled.

Ying Zhuo opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the door coldly.

Yutiaoshan was dressed in black and had white hair, pinching the invisible spider web with almost translucent fingers, and said with a smile, "Oh, little spider, what a coincidence."

Ying Zhuo's expression changed, and he stood up abruptly.

Yutuishan took a bite of the horseshoe cake, looked at Ying Zhuo up and down under the mask, and pointed out: "You have a good body, I want to dismantle it, and see if it can be done." Get a new body."

These words are too reasonable, as if Ying Zhuo's body is already in his pocket.

Ying Zhuo keenly sensed that this person came from a bad place, and a ball of spiritual power suddenly emerged from his palm.

In the next moment, Yutuishan stretched out his hand and gave him a point between his eyebrows.

Ying Zhuo froze all over, as if being forcibly suppressed by some force, the puppet's lifelike pupils suddenly slackened, and silently turned into jade.

In just a moment, the distraction that Ying Zhuo put in this body has dissipated.

All that remains is a wooden shell.

Yutuishan smiled and turned the wooden puppet into a little spider, let it lie on the back of his hand, and went back to the private room that Hongchen had prepared for him while teasing.

This is the most luxurious private room in Hongchen Zhijun Building, and it is often used to entertain distinguished guests and immortals.

Yu Xianjun, who had spent a lot of money and lighted [-] cloud lanterns, was sitting unrestrainedly, with a variety of food on the table, and the private room, which should be full of sensuality and rouge and gouache, was full of vegetables.

Just as Yutuishan sat down cross-legged leisurely, a flying swallow flew over without a sound and turned into a translucent figure on the spot.

The man said indifferently: "How?"

Yutui didn't raise the hill, and let the little spider crawl up and down on the back of his hand with great interest, and said absently: "What's the hurry, even if he gets Xi Minghuai's memory, Tian Yanzhu won't convict you. "

Candles flickered.

Like a ray of thunder, illuminating that distracted face.

Wen Gubai stood by the window calmly, with a half-smile and said: "Even if something happened to Dongchuang in the future, you will not be punished by Tianyan Lei. Naturally, you are not in a hurry."