After the villain's cultivation base is lost

When Chunyu came, Xi Jianglan's first reaction was not to greet him, but he rushed back to the inner room nervously, rummaged through the box and brought out a whole set of new clothes, tidied himself up like a dog, and specially braided his black hair and put on a jade crown.

——He didn't even pay so much attention to seeing Sheng Jiao.

Shang Yuan had already opened the waterway to welcome Liu Changxing into the Xiezhi Sect. He looked curiously at the long sword in his hand that was almost exactly the same pattern as Dongrong, and asked curiously, "Is this the Chunyu Sword?"

She only heard that Dongrong doesn't like Chunyu to compare herself to others, and every time she fights, she must hear the praise of "Chunyu is definitely not as good as you, Master Dongrong" to be happy.

The pattern of the scabbard of Dongrong Sword looks like mottled scorching marks left by magma passing by, while the hilt of Chunyu's sword is the snow-white cracks frozen on the cold river in winter, looking at it makes people feel chills.

I don't know how he got the name "Chun Yu".

Liu Changxing didn't say a word, just nodded, probably still carrying out the practice of "not being close to women" in the building of the world of mortals, keeping his eyes straight the whole time, like a pillar.

Shang Yuan looked at the Chunyu Sword eagerly, looking like he really wanted to touch it.

Qing Chengzhu was close in front of him, and Xi Jianglan was already looking forward to it at the door. Seeing Liu Changxing's tall figure gradually walk in, his eyes jumped up and he waved.

"elder brother!"

Liu Changxing strode over, raised his hand and threw the Chunyu sword.

Xi Jianglan reached out to catch it, and was caught off guard by the frost on the Chunyu Sword, shivering, keenly aware that the spiritual consciousness in the Spirit Sword seemed to be still asleep: "What's wrong with him?"

"Back then when you were taken to the Xiezhi Sect, the Chun Yu Sword was almost broken. Since then, you have been seriously injured, and you have been sleeping in the Sword Sect all day long to nourish your soul and consciousness."

Xi Jianglan's eyes moved slightly, as if he was extremely moved, and asked softly, "Is he really asleep?"

Liu Changxing nodded: "En."

"Hey!" Xi Jianglan immediately retracted the tense and straight posture just now, held the hilt of the sword casually for a few times, and said happily, "It's okay, I thought I was going to be scolded, and fell asleep Okay sleep well, sleep more."

Liu Changxing: "..."

Does this speak human words?

Just as Xi Jianglan flicked his sword twice, there was a slow cracking sound from the void.

The little liar's ears are useless, he didn't hear it at all, and he was still having fun there.

The next moment, a chill came out from the gap in the scabbard, and the snow-white mist hissed a few times, covering Xi Jianglan from head to toe, and a thin layer of ice instantly condensed on his thin body.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

The sword fell to the ground suddenly, and Chun Yu slowly condensed into a frosty human figure.

The snow-pattern plain robe moved slightly, the frost fell, and a circle of hoarfrost soon formed on the ground.

Chun Yu's brows and eyes are colder than Sheng Jiao's, white clothes and white hair are like ice sculptures, there are no pupils in the eyes, but a small circle of ice blue like cracks, handsome and cold, not like a living person.

He gave Xi Jianglan a cold look.

Xi Jianglan jumped up trembling, shaking the layer of ice on his body so that it fell to the ground.

He pretended to be happy, moved, and affectionate, just like a superb actor on the stage, bursting into tears instantly without even thinking about it, crying: "Chun Yu! Chun Yu, you finally woke up, I'm so worried about you!"

Chun Yu: "..."

Liu Changxing was moved to tears by this reunion scene.

Xi Jianglan rushed forward to hug Chunyu while crying, but as soon as he hugged him, he found that Chunyu had grown a lot taller in the past six years, and the fake crying finally brought some truth, sobbing.

"I've always wanted to bring you back, but who told me that I'm no longer the pampered little fairy back then... Oh, you're so tall... You will definitely suffer hardships if you follow me." Xi Jianglan cried, "I went there a few days ago Once in the Southern Territory, I wanted to go to Jianzong to find you... You are really tall... But that bastard Sheng Jiao forced me to board the boat. ? Chunyu, my Chunyu, I miss you so much."

Chun Yu: "..."

Not seeing each other for six years, this person is even more noisy.

Chunyu wore a sword tassel on her right earlobe, and Yubai tapped the scabbard on the palm of her hand.

Xi Jianglan was instantly alert.

As soon as Chun Yu knocked on the scabbard, it meant that he was annoyed enough to beat someone.

Xi Jianglan bounced away from Chun Yu's body like a grasshopper, covered his mouth with his paws, changed his face instantly, and smiled obediently before the tears dried, "I won't talk."

Chun Yu looked at him coldly.

At this moment, Dongrong's voice came: "Spring rain?!"

Chun Yu frowned.

There was another louder one.

Xi Jianglan turned his head to look, and saw Sheng Jiao returning.

Avoiding Chun Yu's wrath, Xi Jianglan escaped, and bowed his eyes to welcome Sheng Zongzhu home.

Sheng Jiao's face was full of indifference, and the wound on the tiger's mouth was caused by the Chunyu sword directly bursting here, and there was blood all over his fingers, he wrapped it twice with a black cloth to roughly stop the bleeding.

"Chun Yu!" Dong Rong happily ran over, circled Chun Yu a few times, and twitched the sword tassels on Chun Yu's ears, "I haven't seen you for so many years. Here’s another one for you. Hey, hey! Why are you so cold-faced again? Who messed with you? Your swordsmanship is really good, let’s try a fight? If you win, you have to call me brother.”

Chun Yu: "..."

Chun Yu tapped the scabbard with her fingers.

Xi Jianglan quietly hid behind Sheng Jiao, and the next moment he heard Dong Rong's wail as expected.

As soon as they met, Chun Yu beat up Dong Rong, who came from the same origin as him.

Xi Jianglan breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and lowered his head to look at Sheng Jiao's hand hanging by his side.

Still oozing blood.

Xi Jianglan thought hard for many days, but he still had no memory of the wound. After thinking about it, Chunyu probably did it himself.

In the absence of a master holding a sword, the sword spirit can even injure Sheng Jiao of "Kan Tian Dao", which is unprecedented.

I don't know if it's Xi Jianglan's delusion, but I always feel that Sheng Jiao's eyes are a little strange when he comes back this time.

Xi Jianglan said with a cheeky smile, "Why, I haven't seen you for half a day, and Sect Master Sheng misses me?"

Sheng Jiao's eyes were cold: "I met an old friend of yours on the road."

"Who?"

"Jade Decadent Mountain."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan laughed and said, "Where am I an old friend with him?"

"Xi Jianglan." Seeing his cautious appearance, Sheng Jiao lightly stroked the red mole at the end of his eye with his fingers, and said coldly, "Do you really have nothing to say to me?"

Xi Jianglan held his wrist affectionately: "My heart is not a cold stone, and my longing is full of passion."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Liu Changxing, Juan Xunfang, Chun Yu Dong Rong: "...?"

Liu Changxing persuaded him with a green face: "Ah Jue, it's fine to talk about this kind of joke when you were young, but now it's been a crown for many years, don't always say such things in vain to cause people to misunderstand."

As soon as this remark came out, the other five people turned their indescribable eyes to him.

Liu Changxing: "Huh? What I said is reasonable. It's just like this. They are 26 years old, so they are not children anymore."

Everyone: "..."

Xi Jianglan said quietly: "Brother, brother, do you have anything else to do? If there is nothing to do, I won't keep you for dinner."

Liu Changxing immediately said sadly: "Jianzong doesn't want to see me, why can't even Xiezhizong keep me for half a day? Am I so annoying? Well, I'll just go, I won't stay here to bother you."

Xi Jianglan rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Just as Liu Changxing was about to leave, he suddenly remembered what his master had ordered him to do. He turned around with tears on his face, and wiped away the tears, it was a resolute sword cultivator.

"Oh, yes, there is still a serious matter." Liu Changxing took out a black iron compass-shaped communication instrument from his arms: "Wu Zhuo, my master wants to talk to you."

Xi Jianglan's heart skipped a beat.

The master of Sword Sect?

Why do you want to talk to Sheng Jiao?

Xi Jianglan rolled his eyes, and was about to go over to listen in by making jokes, but Sheng Jiao had already anticipated his tricks, raised his hand and threw him into the inner room, telling Dong Rong to guard the place so that he would not eavesdrop, and then walk away.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

The main hall of Xiezhizong.

Liu Changxing placed the magic weapon on the table and slightly adjusted the formation of the mechanism above, only to hear a few crackling sounds, and a wave of spiritual power rose out of thin air, quietly turning into an illusory figure.

The master of the Sword Sect, Liu Kongyan, is already hundreds of years old, and because he was born early, he looks very young, but his eyes are full of the cold vicissitudes that see through the world of mortals.

Sheng Jiao and Liu Changxing nodded slightly in salute.

"Sect Master Sheng." Liu Kongyan didn't even exchange pleasantries, and went straight to the point, his eyebrows were full of coldness that he hadn't seen all year round, "Is there really something strange about the memory that Xunniang pulled out from "Wanglougu"? "

Sheng Jiao said concisely: "Yes."

Liu Kongyan said indifferently: "People from the southern region of my country are not qualified to intervene in the affairs of Zhongzhou. I just want to advise Sheng Zongzhu that it is easy to break through. The Xi family's affairs can be avoided again and again, so as not to be used by others, which will only add karma."

Sheng Jiao's eyes moved lightly, and he suddenly said, "Did you participate in the matter of the twelve phase patterns back then?"

Even though he was distracted, Sheng Jiao still keenly noticed that Liu Kong's eyes narrowed for a moment.

Liu Kongyan said coldly: "You know?"

Sheng Jiao remained silent.

Liu Changxing was dazed, but he didn't dare to interrupt the elder's speech, so he could only wait in fear.

"Except for the Medicine Sect in Zhongzhou, I am afraid that everyone involved in this matter. My Jianzong disdains to be with such mobsters." Liu Kongyan sneered, "—Sect Master Sheng, your Sheng family is also involved. It's just Sheng Mofengren Too stupid, what the Xi family revealed to him is only superficial."

And those furs don't know if Sheng Zhongfeng has figured it out.

Sheng Jiao stared at him intently.

As expected of an old fox who has lived for hundreds of years, he speaks impeccably, without revealing a single word of the important point.

Fortunately, Sheng Jiao knew some bits and pieces of clues.

The reason why those people in Zhongzhou were so flattering and flattering to the Xi family back then was because of the spiritual-level face pattern "Kan Tianyan" in Yudui Mountain, and perhaps they did some kind of dirty things against "Kan Tianyan" in private Things.

That Yutuishan wanted to unite with Wen Gubai to slaughter the Xi family, and there was also a reason.

Liu Kongyan stared at Sheng Jiao coldly, as if he knew there was nothing to say to his stubborn temper, and cut off the distraction on the magic weapon with a sullen face.

When the master disappeared, Liu Changxing let out a sigh of relief, and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about? Twelve phase patterns? Do you know what Ah Jue's phase pattern is?"

Sheng Jiao said coldly, "That's not Xi Jue's Xiangwen."

Liu Changxing was even more at a loss, but before he could ask any more questions, Sheng Jiao had already left quickly.

Liu Changxing: "..."

If he is really not welcomed by anyone, he might as well leave early.

***

Built in the Qing Dynasty.

Xi Jianglan was carefully touching Chun Yu's side, and whispered, "Chun Yu."

Chun Yu sat on the futon and meditated, looking very anxious, and Xi Jianglan looked frightened and wanted to tease him.

"The wound on Sect Master Sheng's hand..." Xi Jianglan smiled obediently, "How to draw out the sword intent?"

Dong Rong was cast in copper and iron, his face was bruised by beatings, but he still smiled and lay on the window sill and poked his head in, "Yes, that's right, my master has been tortured by that injury for so many years. Well, I was worried that he would bleed to death."

Chun Yu was so annoyed by the double noise that she kept tapping the scabbard on her knee with her fingers, as if she wanted to hit two, until her teeth were broken to see what they said.

Xi Jianglan: "Spring rain."

Dong Rong said, "Spring rain."

Chun Yu stood up abruptly, grabbed Xi Jianglan's paw, held the scabbard and drew it upwards.

"Help!" Xi Jianglan thumped desperately, and before the scabbard fell on his palm, he screamed as if his claws had been cut off, and broke his voice, "Chun Yu, Chun Yu calm down! I just want to ask this One question, after I ask it, I promise to be quiet and dumb."

Chun Yu had probably gotten used to Xi Jianglan's chatter for a long time, looked at him coldly for a while, raised his hand and punched a sword formula between Xi Jianglan's eyebrows, teaching him how to draw sword intent.

Satisfied, Xi Jianglan sat there happily and really began to be dumb.

It's just that it's harder than going to heaven to let a noisy person like Xi Jianglan settle down.

Before he could rest for a quarter of an hour, Xi Jianglan suddenly moved closer to Chun Yu, who had just entered samadhi, and said in a low voice: "Let me ask one more question, why did you cut Sheng Jiao back then? Is it because of me? — Ah! I don't know." I said it! I really won’t say it——!”

As soon as Sheng Jiao returned to Qingcheng Building, Xi Jianglan jumped down from the steps and almost bumped into his arms.

Chun Yu chased him out with a gloomy face, looking like he was going to kill someone.

Sheng Jiao and him looked at each other coldly, and looked away at the same time.

Eyes full of disgust for each other.

Xi Jianglan's paw was pulled by the scabbard just now, and a red mark has already fainted.

Sheng Jiao winked at Dong Rong.

Dong Rong was afraid that the two would fight again, so he hurried up, but he didn't know how to persuade him, dragging and dragging Chun Yu away.

After being separated from Chun Yu for six years, Xi Jianglan couldn't hold back his yawns for a moment, and was slapped with his hand. He was smiling playfully, but when he saw Sheng Jiao looking down, his paws trembled in pain, and he puffed his cheeks and blew a few times.

"Look, it's all red."

Sheng Jiao looked at him coldly.

Xi Jianglan lowered his hand resentfully, put it close and asked softly, "Hey, what did Sect Master Liu tell you?"

Sheng Jiao walked into the room silently.

Xi Jianglan hurried to catch up: "Sheng Jiao, Sect Master Sheng, don't be so stingy, just tell me."

Sheng Jiao sat on the chair, lowered his eyes to deal with the scar on the tiger's mouth, and said coldly, "Do you want to use the promise I made to you?"

Xi Jianglan shook his head like a rattle: "Of course not, what a loss."

Sheng Jiao: "Well, then don't ask."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan was dumbfounded, and felt that Sect Master Sheng was becoming more and more difficult to deceive every day, and he had grown [-] minds, which were specially used to deal with him.

"That's how it is." Xi Jianglan felt that he was a little brighter than Sheng Jiao's head, and smiled as he watched him treat the wound, "I'll help you draw Chun Yu's sword intent out, and you can tell me what Sect Master Liu said to you. .”

Sheng Jiao looked up at him.

Xi Jianglan seized the opportunity and smiled at him: "How about it, is it a good deal?"

Sheng Jiao said indifferently, "No need."

Xi Jianglan frightened him: "Chunyu Sword is not like other swords. Do you still need the hand holding the sword? Be careful, it will be useless."

Sheng Jiao remained silent, took out a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake wrapped in a handkerchief from his sleeve, stuffed it into Xi Jianglan's hand, and signaled, "Eat yours."

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was very sweet when it first came out of the oven, but when Sheng Jiao came back, it was delayed by Yudui Mountain for a long time.

Xi Jianglan held the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and looked at it for a while, and seemed to have finally found the reason, and said happily: "Well, seeing that you Sheng Wuzhuo prepared my favorite cake with such thoughtfulness, then the fairy will reluctantly give it to you. It’s good to draw out the sword intent. Don’t thank me, just thank me without courtesy.”

Sheng Jiao stared at him intently.

Xi Jianglan hooked his finger at him: "Come on, give me your hand."

Sheng Jiao looked at him suspiciously for a long time, carefully confirmed that there was no pitfall and would not be deceived, and reached out his hand to touch Xi Jianglan's teeth twice but found no poisonous pill, and then handed it over with peace of mind.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

You are too cautious, my lord.

Xi Jianglan pinched his fingers, and used the sword intent Chunyu gave him to penetrate into Shengjiao's wound little by little.

Suddenly, Sheng Jiao said: "Your words and deeds are very similar to Yutiaoshan."

Xi Jianglan still had half a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth, caught off guard and gasped, and was choked into the trachea by the scum of the snack. Immediately, the spiritual power of his fingertips collapsed, and he coughed out heartbreakingly while covering his throat.