After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Sheng Jiao walked out from the inner room.

Xi Jianglan greeted him with a smiling face, full of enthusiasm, as if it was a happy day of marriage, and handed over the already cold hangover soup, showing great hospitality: "Sect Master Sheng, good morning. Come and drink the hangover soup, I personally made it from Yu I took it in my hand."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Sheng Jiao didn't even need to think about it to know that this little liar was not kind, so he took the hangover soup with no expression on his face, and said casually, "Are you in trouble again?"

"What are you talking about, I can't be more obedient." Xi Jianglan leaned forward and kissed the corner of Sheng Jiao's lips flatteringly, and said innocently, "You passed out last night, and I kept myself safe and didn't take the opportunity to kill you. It's love, Sect Master Sheng."

Sheng Jiao sneered and drank the hangover soup in one gulp.

Xi Jianglan grinningly lay down on the table and told him about Heng Yudu's coming to find him, and finally tried a word: "Can I really not follow?"

Sheng Jiao wiped his hands, and said coldly, "If you don't want to go back to Xiezhizong, you will stay with Heng Yudu in Zhuxingzhai."

Xi Jiang was stupefied, lying down there dejectedly, and said, "I also want to play in the secret realm. There must be something interesting in the new secret realm. Maybe I can find opportunities."

Sheng Jiao ignored him and got up: "I'll go find Yudu, don't run around."

Xi Jianglan said obediently: "Okay, I promise I won't go anywhere, and I will wait here for your return."

Sheng Jiao glanced at him, as if he didn't believe that he could be so well-behaved.

But in the end, he turned and left without saying anything.

Following Bie Xinling's notice that Sheng Jiao had left the sweet-scented osmanthus courtyard, Xi Jianglan immediately jumped up, chewed and swallowed his promise, and happily went to play with Feng Yu.

Ever since Fu Meng unraveled the spell, Feng Yu stayed up all night, and after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out who was the one who discussed with Wen Gubai and slaughtered the Xi family that night.

Seeing Xi Jue approaching, he stared at Xi Jianglan who was full of foolishness without saying a word.

Xi Jianglan pulled him up: "What are you doing, go out and play."

"Why are you still playing?!" Feng Yu hated iron for being weak, "You are going to be plotted to death, and you still want to play all day long, just play for fun, and one day your life will be ruined by you!"

Xi Jianglan didn't understand, so he said, "What's the matter, who messed with you?"

Feng Yu closed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Did Sheng Jiao tell you what happened last night?"

"what's up?"

Feng Yu hesitates to speak, he is not like Heng Yudu who can hide things in his heart, and he is not as keen as Sheng Jiao in judging right from wrong. In his cognition, the person he remembers discusses with Wen Gubai to kill The members of the Xi family must not be Xi Jue.

Someone must have seized or possessed him to frame Xi Jue.

"The glazed ball of "Wang Lou Gu" was dispelled. Feng Yu said seriously, "Do you know who is in there?" "

Xi Jianglan said casually, "Wen Gubai."

Feng Yu glared at him: "After breaking the technique, Xi Minghuai didn't remember Wen Gubai at all! That's..."

Xi Jianglan was confused: "What is it?"

Feng Yu thought to himself that you are a big fool!

"Jueer, remember." Feng Yu patted Xi Jianglan's shoulder in pain, covered his mouth and sobbed, "Even if you are framed and accused by others in the future, Dad, I will still stand firmly by your side , shelter you from the wind and rain."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

The corners of Xi Jiang's lips twitched, he looked at him without words, and was silent for a while before he could speak.

"Oh, then, there is no need, you are not on my side..."

"Nonsense!" Feng Yu hooked his neck and said seriously, "Wen Zhangyuan... oh yes, it should be called Zhang Zun now. If he really framed you, my Feng family will turn against him!"

Saying "turn your face", he flattened his palms and turned the backs of his hands twice, with a serious expression on his face.

Probably because the Xi Jue in memory and the crazy "Xi Jue" in "Wang Lou Gu" shocked Feng Yu too much, even the slaughter of the Xi family, who had always admired the courtyard, did not shock him too much.

Xi Jianglan suppressed a smile: "Can you represent the Feng family?"

With Feng Chongyang's temperament, maybe he would sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight with Heng Qinglian, so I'm afraid it won't be involved in the secret realm this time.

"Of course it can." Feng Yu patted his chest, "Someone framed you, and ruined your family. If it were someone else, they would stand firm on your side, poor little one."

The little poor surnamed Xi cooperatively wiped the non-existing water marks at the corners of his eyes, and said affectionately: "Brother, for the sake of my being so pitiful, can you do me a favor?"

Feng Yu was alert for a moment: "It's not good, don't try to trick me."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

You promised to stand by my side unswervingly!

***

Sheng Jiao worked hard all day, finalized with Heng Yudu the matter of going to the secret realm tomorrow, and did not return to the dormitory until the night was getting dark.

Xi Jianglan had already returned to his small courtyard and lay down to sleep, with a sprig of sweet-scented osmanthus inserted between his hastily tied bun, curled up into a small ball and lying on the couch.

His sleeping face is really well-behaved, people can't see the perverted appearance of bluffing and lying in daily life.

As soon as Sheng Jiao came over, Xi Jianglan opened his eyes in a daze, squinting his pupils which were blinded by the candlelight, and said in a vague voice, "Sheng Jiao?"

"Keep sleeping."

Xi Jianglan yawned, closed his eyes and said wearily, "When are you leaving tomorrow?"

"The hour."

"The illusion has been open for two days, do you know what's inside?"

"Rang Chen said that perhaps it was the illusory secret realm left by Xiangwen of "Dream Yellow Liang" who had already ascended. "

Xi Jianglan cheered up a little: ""Menghuangliang" has ascended to Taoism hundreds of years ago, and all the secrets left behind are registered in the album of Tianyan photo patterns, how could a new secret place suddenly appear? "

Sheng Jiao shook his head.

He stretched out his hand to brush out a lock of Xi Jianglan's hair that had been pressed under the pillow, and said in a low voice, "Someone is confusing the public."

Xi Jiang opened his eyes sullenly: "What?"

Sheng Jiao had always believed that everything was deliberately guided by someone, and wanted Sheng Jiao to investigate the Xi family affairs on Xi Jue, but until today he suddenly realized that this was not the case.

It is likely that more than two groups of people joined forces to attack Xi's family back then, but now other people don't want to reveal the truth, so they want to blame Xi for all the crimes.

Tian Yanzhu never made a wrong judgment.

Even if it wasn't Xi Jue's doing, it still had something to do with him—that's why those people blatantly threw all the blame on Xi Jianglan.

No matter how much Sheng Jiao thought about it, he didn't say a word to Xi Jianglan, he just said: "Stay at Zhuxingzhai tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm good."

Xi Jianglan agreed so straightforwardly, but Sheng Jiao was not at ease, and looked down at the tie Xinling on his little finger.

Xi Jianglan stretched out his little finger and smiled sullenly: "Sect Master Sheng, when you come back from the secret realm, replace this heart-binding silk with a Taoist companion deed."

Sheng Jiao shook his hand.

Xi Jianglan loves to paint cakes. Since the reunion, he has drawn a lot of cakes, enough to last until next year.

It was raining again outside the window, accompanied by faint thunder.

Sheng Jiao, who was about to leave, stopped again, took off his shoes and got on the bed, and was about to use his spiritual power to cover Xi Jianglan's ears, but after thinking about it, he still didn't reveal that he had recovered his spiritual power.

Otherwise, Xi Jianglan would probably be too angry to sleep.

As soon as Sheng Jiao lay down, Xi Jianglan skillfully rolled into his arms and asked in a daze, "Thunder?"

"Yeah." Sheng Jiao raised his hands to cover Xi Jianglan's ears, "Go to sleep."

Xi Jianglan raised his head slightly and looked at him in a daze.

Sheng Jiao: "What?"

Xi Jianglan tilted his head to look at him for a while, then suddenly hooked his neck and leaned forward, his voice hoarse and deep due to sleepiness.

"Sheng Wuzhuo, come to double cultivation."

Sheng Jiao stared at him with dark eyes and remained silent.

Xi Jianglan burst out laughing, pushed his hand away and pulled off the earrings, and rolled into Sheng Jiao's arms trembling with laughter.

Thunder rumbling, crackling.

The rain knocked on the carved wooden window, as if knocking on the door.

Xi Jianglan picked several osmanthus branches and put them in the flower garden of his small courtyard during the day, as if he wanted to plant an osmanthus tree in the small courtyard.

Dawn broke and the thunderstorm finally stopped.

Under the layered bed curtains, Xi Jianglan knelt on the edge of the bed cautiously, tentatively lowered his voice and called, "Sheng Wuzhuo?"

Sheng Jiao closed her eyes and lay on the messy couch without any response.

Xi Jianglan looked at the time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief silently. He climbed down from the bed tremblingly, picked up a robe randomly and wrapped it around his body.

Chun Yu in the outer room turned into a human form, frowning as he watched him tiptoe out like a thief.

Seeing Chun Yu, Xi Jianglan desperately mouthed to him: "Go, go."

It sucks to be caught.

Xi Jianglan was supposed to be tied to Bing Xinling's little finger, but at this time he was being entangled with a golden spiritual power, hiding Bing Xinling for a short time.

The length of Binding Xinling can allow the two to perceive each other even if they are hundreds of miles apart. As long as they are within the territory of Zhongzhou, they can escape without being cut off.

When Sheng Jiao reacted, he probably went to the secret realm to enjoy himself.

Thinking of this, Xi Jianglan was secretly delighted, his knees softened and he almost fell off the steps.

Chun Yu supported him, frowned and said, "Are you really going to the secret realm?"

"Go, why not go?"

Xi Jianglan didn't want to chat with Chun Yu here, so he dragged him out of the house lightly. Sheng Jiao seemed to be still asleep and had no intention of catching up.

This time the departure was so smooth that even Xi Jianglan was flattered.

He had never been so lucky.

Xi Jianglan was heartless and didn't think too much, and left Zhuxingzhai together with Chunyu.

When his footsteps stepped on the ground outside Tianyan Academy, Xi Jianglan looked back in disbelief for a long time, making sure that Sheng Jiao really didn't catch up, and almost jumped up happily.

Heng Yudu's "Exchanging the Bright Moon" is really useful, next time I have to ask Mrs. Heng for more.

Xi Jianglan raised his hand to straighten his long hair, and walked towards the main street of Zhongzhou Cheng with Chun Yu.

Chun Yu said again: "To see him?"

"Well, he probably created the Xiangwen illusion in "Meng Huangliang", I have to ask. "

Xi Jianglan was completely free, no longer being ruled by Sheng Jiao, and happily changed Lan Jiaojiao's oiran face, and walked around the morning market in a scarlet dress.

After wandering around for half a circle, Xi Jianglan's eyes fell on a wonton stall.

A man wearing a skull mask was eating the seventh bowl of wonton. The table was already full of bowls, and the stall owner was dumbfounded.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jiang's lips twitched, and he was about to walk over.

However, Yudei Mountain didn't lift up, only a wave of Tianyan spiritual power came from it.

"If you want to die, go by yourself, don't drag me with you, thank you."

Xi Jianglan: "?"

Xi Jianglan was taken aback for a moment, and when he didn't know why, a faint scent of cinnamon came from behind.

Chun Yu has turned into a spirit sword again and hangs around Xi Jianglan's waist.

Xi Jianglan froze.

The streets in the morning market are bustling and noisy. The summer heat is not quenched by the rain at night, but it is even hotter.

In the midst of a burst of heat, Xi Jianglan felt a chill slowly creeping up his back to the back of his head, making him shiver all over.

That familiar and powerful aura completely enveloped him, Xi Jianglan's heart beat wildly, and he looked back tremblingly.

Sheng Jiao didn't know when he started to follow, standing behind him calmly.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Seeing Xi Jianglan's green face, Sheng Jiao said with a half-smile, "You came here because you want to eat wontons?"

Xi Jianglan: "..."