After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Xi Jianglan froze.

Isn't Sheng Jiao still fast asleep?

I clearly gave him a drowsy elixir while he wasn't paying attention at night, and a person without spiritual power would have to sleep for two hours before he could fully wake up.

Sheng Jiao's face was expressionless, and his eyes were indifferent.

Xi Jianglan's lips trembled: "You... have you recovered your spiritual power?"

Only by recovering his spiritual power would Sheng Jiao not be affected by that elixir.

Sheng Jiao looked at him coldly.

Xi Jianglan got the answer from his eyes, and an unknown anger burst out.

But he really didn't understand the matter, so he could only suppress his embarrassment and indignation. His back molars had to be crushed, and he forced a smile on his face and said: "Sect Master Sheng is really hiding something."

He didn't make a sound when he recovered his spiritual power, so he was playing him like a monkey? !

Sheng Jiao glanced at Yuduishan who was nervous but still desperately eating wontons, and said coldly, "Your friend is waiting for you there."

Xi Jianglan hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, we don't know each other well!"

Yutui Mountain, which is far away, also shook its head like a rattle. There is no silver 300 taels here, which means that we are really not familiar with each other.

Xi Jianglan was afraid of causing trouble, so he grabbed Sheng Jiao's hand and left, saying dryly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, let's go back to Zhuxing Zhai now, you can find a chain to tie me to the pillar, I promise Half a step out of Tianyan Academy."

At this moment, Sheng Jiao was like a pillar, grabbing Xi Jianglan's hand, expressionless.

"Since you're not familiar with it, then you've traveled all this way just to eat wontons. Let's go."

"No no no!"

Sheng Jiao ignored him and dragged him towards the wonton stand.

People were coming and going in the morning market, and they were all suspiciously watching the two chattering.

Xi Jianglan blushed with embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "You...you are the suzerain of the Xiezhi sect, Lord Tiandao, how can you condescend to come to such a simple stall? Let's go, brother, brother, please You, I'll go back and make wontons for you."

The stall owner on the side had sharp ears, and said unwillingly: "What are you talking about, there are immortals who come to my stall every day to eat, okay? Why are you still slandering people in front of you? That masked man Did Xianjun see that I ate eight bowls in a row, which shows that my ancestors have exquisite craftsmanship! What's wrong with the place being simple!?"

Yuxian Jun said: "Two more bowls."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan was about to rack his brains to say something, but Sheng Jiao had already dragged him to sit on the booth.

There are too many people who come to eat in the morning market, most of them sit at the same table, so that they can't die, and the two of them are sitting opposite Yutuishan, who is feasting.

Sheng Jiao glanced at Yutuishan with a half-smile.

Cold sweat trickled down Yutuishan's forehead. From eating happily at the beginning to now eating with trepidation, the small eyes under the mask were still watching Sheng Jiao vigilantly, full of fear.

——It wasn't because he was afraid of Sheng Jiao's sudden murder, but because he was worried that Master Sheng would overturn his wonton bowl.

The two paws hugged the bowl tightly, like a vicious dog protecting food.

The stall owner moved quickly, and brought two bowls of hot wontons to the table with a few clicks.

Xi Jianglan didn't have any appetite, he was full of gas, and said weakly: "I, I haven't said anything about eating yet."

"Eat!" The stall owner glared at him, "Although my stall is simple, the taste is one of the best in the entire Central Province. I invite you to eat, you have a taste."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jianglan couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to eat with a small wooden spoon.

Sheng Jiao lowered his eyes and drank the soup slowly. Even though he was eating the most common food in the world in a messy corner, the noble Master Sheng still remained the same graceful and indifferent as Gaoling Zhihua, and his every move was extraordinary and pleasing to the eye.

On the opposite side, Yutui Mountain has no demeanor. It looks like a starved ghost reincarnated. After eating ten bowls, he was still not satisfied, so he asked the stall owner to burn him two more bowls.

Xi Jianglan had no expression on his face, and thought to himself not to be overwhelmed.

Finally, Yutuishan, who had eaten twelve bowls in a row, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, smiled dryly at the two people opposite him, and was about to get up and leave.

Sheng Jiao slowly moved the shrimp skins in the bowl with a wooden spoon, and said indifferently without raising his head: "Don't you guys want to discuss something, don't say anything before leaving?"

Yudeshan: "..."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Yutuishan lamely made an excuse: "I, I suddenly remembered that there was an urgent matter at home, so I had to go first, so I won't bother you and me."

Sheng Jiao looked up at him coldly.

Relying on Shengjiao, Yutuishan would not attack him in front of so many people, so he hurriedly slipped away without saying a word, and disappeared in a flash into speckled golden patterns.

Sheng Jiao watched coldly, his eyes slowly turned to the side, and fell on Xi Jianglan who was almost buried his face in the bowl and pretended to be dead.

Xi Jianglan froze all over, raised his head weakly and smiled obediently at him.

Sheng Jiao reached out and touched Xi Jianglan's head, and slowly stroked his fingers down, a little bit on the neck with a few red marks.

Xi Jianglan's body tensed up, almost thinking that Sheng Jiao would twist his neck.

After a while, Sheng Jiao withdrew his hand and said coldly, "Eat."

Xi Jianglan hurriedly put down the spoon: "Eat, it's over."

The stall owner had been staring at them all the time, and snorted when he saw this: "How does it taste?"

Xi Jianglan praised sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was the one who ignored you just now. The taste of your wontons is simply unique in Zhongzhou."

"Haha." The stall owner kept laughing, raised his hand and raised his eyebrows and said, "130 Wen, pay the bill."

Xi Jianglan was dumbfounded: "Ah? Didn't you invite me?"

The stall owner glared at him: "I just invite you, but the other two are not invited."

Xi Jianglan was taken aback for a moment, then realized...

That bastard from Yutuishan ran away without paying his bill!

After paying the bill cursingly, Xi Jianglan was taken back to Zhuxingzhai by Sheng Jiao's neck.

Just after Yin time, the sky was slightly bright.

Sheng Jiao forcibly brought Xi Jianglan back to the Osmanthus courtyard, and without waiting for Xi Jianglan to explain, he pressed him against the door with a "bang".

The room was not lit, and there was still the smell of burning incense yesterday.

Xi Jianglan tried to escape, and guilty of not daring to look at Sect Master Sheng, but it did not prevent him from beating him up: "When did you recover your spiritual power, why didn't you say anything?"

Sheng Jiao's face was indifferent: "Tell you, you will keep your own place?"

"Of course it will." Xi Jianglan eloquently said, "I know that Master Sheng's cultivation is superb, so naturally he won't overpower himself and try to escape in front of you."

Sheng Jiao looked at him coldly.

Xi Jianglan blamed Sheng Jiao for his escape: "If you tell me, of course I will stay in Zhuxingzhai peacefully. How could this happen today? In short... "

The more Xi Jianglan said, the more he felt that it made sense, he boldly raised his head and stared at Sheng Jiao, without feeling guilty anymore, he came to a conclusion with integrity.

"In short, it's all your fault."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Sheng Jiao saw that Xi Jianglan was chattering endlessly with his mouth open, and the words he said were all irritating nonsense, he held his side face with four fingers, and stroked his bitten lip with his thumb fiercely, his dark eyes seemed to be brewing. The coldness of the storm.

Xi Jianglan shivered all over, feeling inexplicably frightened, he took half a step back, pressed his back tightly against the carved wooden door, and said vigilantly: "What are you going to do, I'll tell you, Sheng Jiao, lynching can Violating the golden rules and iron rules of the Xiezhi sect, if you... oh!"

Sheng Jiao finally lowered his head and blocked this annoying mouth.

Xi Jianglan never wanted to be suppressed by Sheng Jiao in terms of momentum, even when he was practicing double cultivation, he would curse and refuse to say a word of conceding defeat, but now he was trapped by Sheng Jiao's completely imprisoned posture, and immediately wanted to turn back.

Sheng Jiao's recovery of spiritual power was not at all something that Xi Jianglan could not be shocked by before he fully recovered his Xiangwen. He pushed hard but felt like an unmoving mountain pressing on his body.

The mountain is majestic and majestic, as if it wants to take all the breath away.

When Xi Jianglan was let go, his mind was already blank, he dragged Sheng Jiao's skirt and gasped for a long time, coughing until his eyes were red.

With a broad palm, Sheng Jiao lightly stroked Xi Jianglan's earlobe with his thumb, and said coldly, "Don't you know why I don't let you go?"

Xi Jianglan was still panting, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and a drop of water rolled across the red mole, Lan Jiaojiao's oiran face could be alive with just a drop of tears.

"What else could be the reason?" He gave Sheng Jiao a cold look: "Of course you don't believe me, and you are worried that I will play tricks on you."

Sheng Jiao said coldly, "Wen Gubai will go."

Xi Jianglan was suppressed out of anger, and said impatiently: "Wen Gubai stayed in that tortoise-like palm master's cave all day long, and now even Sect Master Sheng can't see Master Wen palm, right? His secret realm was not normal in the past. It suits me, of course I know."

Sheng Jiao's eyes darkened: "You..."

"I knew from the beginning that he would go." Xi Jianglan stared at him and interrupted him on purpose, "He is the chief culprit who slaughtered my Xi family, even if you let me stay here, I will try to run away The secret realm seeks revenge on him."

"Tian Yanzhu concluded that he was innocent before." Sheng Jiao's five fingers suddenly rubbed a red mark on Xi Jianglan's snow-white neck, and said coldly, "But Heng Yudu and Feng Bushu were erased by him Discuss with you the memory of slaughtering the Xi family, and when we meet in the secret realm, maybe Tian Yanzhu will judge him to be the culprit."

Xi Jianglan remained expressionless and said nothing.

"As long as Tian Yanzhu is sentenced, I will kill him to avenge you and return your innocence." Sheng Jiao looked down at him, wishing to express all the doubts in his heart, "...Why did you follow? Is it Wen Gu? Is Bai designing you, or are you designing him? Did you do Xi Qingfeng's face pattern in Ying Zhuo's hand?"

Is all of this your calculation?

In the darkness, Xi Jianglan's expression remained unchanged for a long time.

Sheng Jiao held his breath and waited quietly and patiently.

After a while, Xi Jianglan leaned forward slightly, as if exhausted from traveling thousands of miles, and pressed his forehead against Sheng Jiao's chest, but said something completely irrelevant to this matter.

"Sheng Jiao, it would be great if the composers of the Xiezhi Sect could also distinguish right from wrong like you."

Sheng Jiao moved his fingers.

What does it mean?

The last Patriarch of the Xiezhi Sect...has he done anything unjust to Xi Jianglan?

"I know." Xi Jianglan's sincerity was only revealed for a moment, and soon he laughed as usual, as if he was completely convinced, and said obediently, "Okay, I will listen to you and stay in Zhuxingzhai , not going anywhere."

Staring at Xi Jianglan's hypocritical obedience, Sheng Jiao felt inexplicably irritated.

The two had their own thoughts and looked at each other coldly.

Mao hour has arrived, and the morning bell of Tianyan Academy has rung, interrupting the confrontation between the two.

Amidst the morning bells, a ray of light poured from a hole in the hemp paper of the carved door, and fell on Sheng Jiao's indifferent face.

After an unknown amount of time, Sheng Jiao gently let go of Xi Jianglan, and said in a low voice, "Don't let me see you in the secret realm, or you will know the consequences."

Xi Jianglan smiled provocatively, "I don't know what the consequences will be."

Sheng Jiao said blankly, "You don't want to know."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Facing Shang Sheng's scorched black eyes, Xi Jianglan was inexplicably terrified, even as bold as he was, he couldn't help shivering.

Sheng Jiao didn't say much, and put a restraint on Xi Jianglan with a blank face, so that he couldn't leave Zhuxingzhai, opened the door and strode out.

Xi Jianglan stood tall and tall, standing alone in the dark room, his figure was almost swallowed by the darkness of the inner room bit by bit.

Only one threshold away, the rising sun is shining brightly, bathing Sheng Jiao's body.

The two parted ways.

Just like six years ago.

Xi Jianglan quietly watched Sheng Jiao leave, and he couldn't help laughing because he hit him somewhere.

"Fool." Xi Jianglan whispered, "It's too late, I don't want it anymore."

Justice belated, he no longer needs it.

Even if it was given to him by Sheng Jiao.

Xi Jianglan was silently in a daze, the sun was always outside the threshold, not illuminating him.

The time has passed, and the sun is three poles.

Xi Jianglan finally came to his senses, took out a small wooden figure from his sleeve, raised his hand and stroked it gently.

The wooden man instantly turned into a puppet exactly like him.

This is the puppet he made yesterday by asking Feng Yu to go out to search for Yingzhuo. Xi Jianglan slowly poured his little spiritual power into the puppet, and the heart-binding damask tied on his fingers by Sheng Jiao Slowly swallowed by Tianyan's spiritual power.

Soon, Jinwen disguised herself as Bie Xinling, and tied it quietly on the little finger of the puppet.

Xi Jianglan left a trace of consciousness on the puppet, so as not to reveal his secrets when Hengyu came to him, and then drove the puppet to lie down and sleep on the soft bed.

After disguising everything, Xi Jianglan seemed to enter the land of no one, wrapped in Tianyan's spiritual power, and left quietly under the restraint of Shengjiao.

The golden pattern in the pupil shimmers slightly.

Xi Jianglan sneered: "Don't brag, it's just a person who broke the restraint and pretended to be a heart-tie, what's the point of being proud--you will be beaten up to the point where your own mother won't even recognize you if you meet Sheng Jiao head-on."

He was about to step up and step over the threshold, when a cloud suddenly floated in the originally clear sky, covering the bright sunshine under his feet.

Xi Jianglan slightly raised his head to look at the stormy sky, shook his head with a wry smile, and quickly left Zhuxingzhai.

Outside the Tianyan Academy Palace, a unicorn-drawn mustard quietly stopped under the magnolia tree.

After Xi Jianglan slipped out, he opened the bead curtain and rushed in, completely refusing to treat himself as an outsider, and said: "Let's go to the secret place—drive."

Ying Zhuo had been waiting all morning, and when he saw Xi Jianglan skillfully raised his obedient smile, he urged the unicorn to run towards the secret realm.

"Good morning, brother, have you had your morning tea, do you want to..."

Xi Jianglan raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Are you a puppet again today?"

Ying Zhuo laughed, he was probably afraid that Xi Jianglan would slap him again, so he preemptively grabbed Xi Jianglan's hand and pressed it against his side: "Brother, why don't you feel it yourself?"

Xi Jiang pinched the lanyard twice, and found that Ying Qiaoer was actually here today.

"You're so bold." Xi Jianglan pinched Ying Zhuo's face and pulled away with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?"

Ying Zhuo's cheeks were so pulled that his handsome face was disfigured, but he smiled obediently: "I have dedicated myself to the death of my brother, how could my brother kill me because of a "snow in the middle of the night"? "

Xi Jianglan rolled his eyes and let go of his face: "It's really smart."

There was a red mark on Ying Zhuo's stern face, but he was content with it, and said with a smile: "The Feng family and the Heng family have already known about this, I'm afraid there is an inner ghost in Zhuxingzhai."

Xi Jianglan looked at him with a half-smile.

This little spider really keeps provoking his relationship with Zhuxingzhai all the time.

"I know." Xi Jianglan stretched out his hand to hook Ying Zhuo's chin, and said with a smile, "It's also my indulgence, even if those old people know what Xi Minghuai remembers, what can they do to me?"

Ying Zhuo choked for a moment, and was about to say a few more nice words to coax his senior brother, when his corner of the eye suddenly caught sight of the red mark on Xi Jianglan's neck.

People from Xingzhai gathered together, and Xi Jianglan, who only wanted to enjoy himself, probably had a good time with Sheng Jiao, that dog thief.

Ying Zhuo put his five fingers together, almost bleeding from his palm, forced a smile and said: "Senior brother, has the Shengzong master joined you?"

Xi Jianglan said casually, "No."

"Then how could he humiliate you like this?" Ying Zhuo seemed to have caught on to the topic, filled with righteous indignation, "Shuangxiu before you get married, it's a mediocre thing, it's despicable!"

Xi Jianglan couldn't help laughing, and teased him on purpose: "Oh, what should I do, Sect Master Sheng slept me from the inside out, it's irreversible, why don't you go to Xiezhizong to beat the drums and make the executive Get him now."

Ying Zhuo: "..."

Ying Zhuo was about to be cried by Xi Jianglan: "Senior brother!"

"Stupid boy." Xi Jianglan laughed, stretched out his paw and patted his face, "What's so good about me that you have to catch me? According to your family background, you can't find any man. Come on, why do you have to hang yourself on a married man like me?"

Ying Zhuo was going to be beaten by this "married husband", and said with all his might, "Senior brother encouraged me so much back then, without my senior brother, I wouldn't be where I am today, how can anyone else compare to it?" ?”

Xi Jianglan really couldn't remember when he had encouraged him, and he probably scolded this junior from Li Xiangzhai most of the time.

Is this little spider probably suffering from masochism?

"Senior brother, senior brother." Ying Zhuo knew that Xi Jianglan would not take hard things, so he tugged on his sleeve and said softly, "I was wrong before, and I will never force you to do anything you don't want to do in the future, don't be angry Qiaoer is angry."

Xi Jianglan was immediately defeated by this self-proclaimed "Qiaoer", goose bumps all over his body, shivering: "Qiaoer, if you have something to say, don't do that."

Creepy.

Ying Zhuo put away his scalp-numbing magical powers from Shan Ruliu, and started talking about serious business.

"Brother, is he going to the secret realm this time to join in the fun?"

"Do not."

Xi Jianglan lifted the curtains and glanced out, a smile appeared on his brow.

The unicorn travels extremely fast, and the entrance to the secret realm is already below.

Xi Jianglan said indifferently: "...It is intended to become a scene of excitement."

Ying Zhuo looked at his senior brother in reverence.

...I just feel that Xi Jianglan who said this sentence is too inscrutable, like the weird and weird villain he mentioned before, which makes people fascinated.

But in the next moment, the mysterious "villain" seemed to see something, and quickly removed the bead curtain with his claws, as if chased by a wolf, his eyes were full of horror.

Xi Jiang rubbed his chest tremblingly: "It's, it's a good thing I haven't been seen."

Logically speaking, he had already transferred Binding Xinling to the puppet with his own breath, so why could Sheng Jiao still glance over with cold killing intent among the crowd a mile away.

This man is too scary, you have to avoid him when you enter the secret realm.

Ying Zhuo: "..."