The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower - Chapter 53

At that time, the streets in the city were bustling and very lively. The mansion of the Seven Demon Kings separated by a wall was extremely silent at this time, and even the sound of insects was unpleasant.

Most of the servants in the mansion stayed in the room, or sat on the chair, or nestled in the bed, daring not to make a sound.

This is the time when their master goes to sleep. He falls asleep at the beginning of the hour and wakes up at the end of the hour. During this period, even if the sky falls, he cannot be disturbed. Last time, a new servant who didn’t know anything happened fell asleep at the door. “Ouch, oops” called out twice, waking up Wen Renqin, and the next moment he became the flower fertilizer in the yard.

Therefore, at this time, everyone is like a great enemy, and they never dare to make a sound.

But it’s a bit strange today. At noon, Wen Renqin has not left the room, and it is not on time as usual.

Although everyone was puzzled, no one dared to check.

The rain was drizzling, and the sky was dark.

Wen Renqin was lying on the bed, frowning, and cold sweat quietly fell from his forehead.

He was trapped in the nightmare again, and suddenly, he returned to the damp and dark water prison, and the air was filled with the nauseating smell of blood.

One hand touched his right eye, as if in amazement: “A hybrid like you is the real darling of Heaven, I slashed a knife in your heart yesterday, and it was cured overnight, I will dig you again today. One eye, try how long it will take to grow.”

After repeating the nightmare countless times, Wen Ren Qin had long since lost his fear, but every time he came, the violence in his heart would increase.

He sneered in his heart, thinking that he would kneel on the ground as usual, covering an empty, **** eye, and after tasting despair, he woke up in a cold sweat.

But this time his right eye was gouged out, and what he saw in his left eye was not a terrifying smiling face, but a young man with a black blindfold swaying gently in front of him.

“If you wear this, your right eye will not hurt, and other children will find it very handsome when they see it.”

Wen Ren Qin was stunned for a moment, it was Xiao Qi’s memory.

He looked at the smiling man, and his anger suddenly dissipated.

The young man’s phoenix eyes were clear, he squatted down and put on an eye patch for him. When he got close, he could still smell the breath wafting from the other party’s body.

Clean and dust-free.

Not only charming, but also implies another meaning.

No one has touched him, otherwise with the keen perception of the demon clan, he can smell other breaths mixed with him.

In the silence, Wen Ren Qin suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the couch, sweat dripping from his half-naked chest.

He stretched out his hand and pulled his forehead hair behind his head, revealing the features under his forehead that were carved with axe-like features.

After a long while, he summoned his subordinates and said in a hoarse voice, “Go to Chuangyun Pavilion to invite someone.”

***

After being rejected by Xu Xingchen, Shen Liuxiang went out alone, and along the way, he found many demon cultivators looking at him with fearful expressions on their faces.

He stopped at a stall selling sugar figurines on the side of the road and wanted to buy one, but the stall owner shivered inexplicably, and tremblingly pinched a Big Mac among sugar figurines and handed it to him, but he refused to collect the spirit stone.

Shen Liuxiang was a little stunned, so he simply put the spirit stone on the stand, bit the candy man, and walked away.

After he left, a group of shivering demons on the street returned to normal and whispered.

“Big demon! He has the aura of a big demon!”

“It won’t be the demon queen of some demon king.”

“Guess, choose one of the eight demon kings,”

“Why eight?”

“Can’t you smell the smell of our city lord?”

…

Shen Liuxiang walked around the street, feeling more and more that something was wrong, and some demon cultivators didn’t even dare to approach. He touched the mask and was puzzled, so he simply went back to Jueyun Pavilion. At the door, he happened to bump into the person from the Seven Demon Kings.

“The Seven Kings are invited.”

Shen Liusheng raised his brows, held the candy man with half a piece of it, and went to the Demon King’s Mansion.

Wen Ren Qin was pouring tea slowly in an elegant pavilion.

Shen Liu was in the corridor, and he smelled the fragrance of tea, which was refreshing.

He glanced at the people in the pavilion, and found that Wenren Qin Bi was wearing formal clothes last night, Guan Yu tied his long hair meticulously, and dressed in robes, not as open-chested as last night.

Less wild, more serious.

He asked, “What’s the matter with me?”

“Taste the tea,” Wen Ren Qin poured two cups of tea and looked up at the approaching young man.

The phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and the Wurun pupils who are looking around are shining brightly, and the corners of the lips are hooked with a radian, and the smile is very pleasing to the eyes.

Wen Ren Qin’s heart lightened a little, hooked his lower lip, and was about to hand over the teacup when his face suddenly changed.

His eyes fell on Shen Liuxiang, inch by inch, he looked carefully, and finally settled on the ink-colored hairband, “Yesterday, this was not the one with your hair tied.”

Shen Liuxiang bit the small candy man and said casually, “It’s gone, I’ll change it today.”

Wen Ren Qin’s fingers holding the teacup were slightly tight, and he thought for a moment.

Zhou Xuanlan did it on purpose.

Deliberately letting Shen Liuxiang take his things and contaminate his body with his breath, firstly, to satisfy the hidden desire in his heart, and secondly, to secretly declare his sovereignty to other demons and show off his power.

Wen Ren Qin’s face was gloomy, until Shen Liuxiang cast a suspicious look, then he restrained a little and handed the teacup to him.

“Tianshan Snow Tea, try it.”

Shen Liuxiang smelled the scent of tea, took the cup with great interest, and planned to take a sip, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the cup was not tea leaves, but three shriveled worms, all white, floating in the water, and gradually rising. body.

Snapped–!

The teacup smashed to the ground.

Wen Ren Qin saw that Shen Liuxiang was frightened, his face turned pale, he threw away the tea cup and took a few steps back, his hands as white as jade couldn’t help shaking.

He strode forward, trying to pull Shen Liuxiang’s hand to check, but was thrown away, “Don’t touch it.”

Wen Ren Qin was stunned for a moment, then closed his hand: “I’m sorry.”

Shen Liuxiang’s knuckles softened, and after a while, he calmed down and gradually calmed down.

“It’s alright, I got burned.”

Wen Ren Qin found that he said nothing, but his face was still in shock, he couldn’t help frowning, glanced at the ground, glanced over the broken teacup, the steaming tea, and finally stopped on the Tianshan Snow Bug.

His eyes changed slightly, and he tentatively said, “I’ll make you another cup.”

“No, no need,” Shen Liuxiang tensed his face and stepped back, getting further and further away from the tea table, “If there is nothing important, I will leave.”

He wanted to inquire about the scroll, but was startled by the insect and lost his mind. Wen Renqin looked at him, “Your face is not very good, since you want to go back, I will give you a ride.”

Shen Liuxiang pursed his lips and didn’t say anything, just wanted to leave quickly, Wen Ren Qin followed behind him, and didn’t say a word all the way, wondering what he was thinking about.

When passing by the courtyard, a gust of wind blew, the leaves on the roadside rustled, and a few fallen leaves floated over the top of Shen Liu’s head.

Wen Ren Qin suddenly stopped him and said, “Don’t move, a worm has fallen on your head.”

Shen Liuxiang’s body froze, his face recovered a little bit of blood, and his face turned pale again, thinking that he didn’t read the almanac when he went out today.

Mold, too moldy!

He tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, curled his lips stiffly, and insisted: “Really, where is it on the head?”

He is too afraid of insects, the less people know about it, the better, otherwise, if someone catches his weakness and throws a bunch of insects when he fights, he is afraid that he will be scared and throw away his armor and flee in an instant.

Wen Ren Qin, who was standing behind, heard a trembling voice, and the corners of his lips gradually hooked up.

Originally afraid of insects.

“In your hair,”

Wen Ren Qin showed a meaningful smile on his face. He approached Shen Liusheng, who was froze all over, lowered his head slightly, and leaned into his ear and said, “Don’t move, I’ll take it down for you.”

When he got closer, the young man’s white ears and the smooth and delicate skin on the back of his neck were all in sight.

Wen Ren Qin’s eyes dimmed slightly, he raised his hand and landed in his hair, his fingertips hooked on the hairband, and the soft black hair poured down.

Shen Liu turned his head in a hurry, a few strands of blue silk brushed across his fair cheeks, and under the quivering black eyelashes, the phoenix eyes were a little vigilant, “What are you doing?”

Why do you untie his hairband?

Glancing at the headband that was broken in half on the ground, Wen Renqin spread out his hand and showed a dead millipede, “The force was accidentally increased, and the hair satin was broken when the insect was twisted.”

Shen Liuxiang glanced at the foot-covered worm, and there was a bang in his head. He barely resisted the thought of turning around and running away, and said, “Throw it away.”

Then he looked down at the ink-colored headband on the ground, and was about to bend over to pick it up. I don’t know if he was intentional or not, but the dead insect was thrown on the headband by Wenren Qin impartially.

Shen Liu’s hands shrank back.

Wen Ren Qin smiled calmly, the palm of his hand flashed, and a red satin appeared, “Sorry, you can use this to tie your hair first.”

“No need.”

Shen Liuxiang just wanted to get out of this worm-riddled ghost place quickly.

Wen Ren Qin had regret on his face and took back his hair satin.

Shen Liuxiang walked towards the gate. At this moment, out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a red-haired little figure running past and hiding behind a big tree.

He took a step.

Xiao Qi?

Wen Ren Qin’s face changed slightly, and he frowned: “Amu, go back to the room.”

The child hiding behind the tree called out “Uncle” timidly, and after seeing the warning on the other side’s face was even more serious, he ran away.

Shen Liuxiang found that although this child was not Xiao Qi, the look in his eyes was exactly the same as Xiao Qi’s eyes when looking at other demons, full of fear.

My heart moved slightly: “Is he a hybrid?”

Wen Ren Qin was silent for a moment: “Yes, so I never let him go out to play.”

“Do you know Xiao Qi?”

“……do not know.”

Shen Liuxiang’s face became strange. Since Wenren Qin could tolerate mixed races in the mansion, he didn’t dislike him so much. If so, why did he let his subordinates treat mixed races like that?

“You are the city owner. If you ask the demon cultivator in Qilin City not to move Amu, no one will dare to move. Why can’t he go out?”

Wen Ren Qin looked complicated: “It’s all the will of the father, I have no power to change it.”

After all, he saw Shen Liuxiang’s disbelief, and showed a helpless smile, “Come with me and show you something.”

Shen Liuxiang followed him suspiciously and came to a house separate from the mansion. Before entering the door, he smelled a messy smell of medicinal herbs.

Wen Ren Qin pushed open the door, and saw that the floor of the house was densely covered with medicinal pills, with similar colors and sizes.

“Do you know the bewitching elixir?”

Shen Liuxiang narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

The Beast Pill is an elixir that can change the demonic aura of the demon clan, but the elixir recipe has been lost for hundreds of years, and now it is hard to find one in the mainland.

He was surprised: “Don’t tell me you’ve been looking for a bewitching elixir.”

Wen Ren Qin nodded: “If you have it, the aura of the hybrid can be the same as that of an ordinary monster, and others can’t tell if it is a hybrid. In this way, they can live in the monster world normally.”

Shen Liuxiang’s heart trembled slightly, could it be that he really misunderstood him.

Wen Ren Qin said, and sighed to himself: “Unfortunately, I wasted a lot of energy, but the elves I found were half-finished or fake.”

Shen Liuxiang squinted slightly, picked up a medicinal pill, squeezed it in his hand, and smelled it, “Since there is a semi-finished product, find a few more medicinal pharmacists to study it and write down the medicinal formula, it’s fine.”

Wen Renqin: “I have visited the world’s top elixir masters, and the only gain for many years is a incomplete elixir.”

Shen Liuxiang was stunned, if this is the case, it really took a lot of effort.

Wen Renqin continued to say while watching his expression: “If I can find the bewildering elixir and let the hybrid have a foothold in the demon world, I will do whatever it takes.”

Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes slightly, “Really?”

Wen Ren Qin: “Really.”

Shen Liuxiang: “Then exchange, I’ll help you find the bewildering elixir, you give me the scroll.”

Wen Ren Qin was stunned for a moment, then laughed: “Yes.”

After taking away the smile, he said seriously: “If you can really find the bewildering elixir, I will give you the scroll.”

When Shen Liuxiang was in the imperial palace, the pharmacist taught him some things, and after finding it was not difficult, he lost interest. Now that he can exchange scrolls, he is not going to search for a needle in a haystack to find a bizarre elixir, but plans to refine it himself.

He asked, “Can you lend me the incomplete Dan Fang to read?”

Wen Ren Qin’s face was surprised: “You know how to make alchemy?”

Shen Liu hooked his lips: “Little talented.”

Wenren Qin Si thought for a moment, left the room, came back after a while, and handed him a red handkerchief, “It’s copied on it.”

Shen Liuxiang thought it was weird, the mansion is so big, doesn’t it even have a piece of paper, and it has to be copied on a handkerchief.

He accepted it, glanced roughly, and planned to put it in the storage bag.

Wen Ren Qin saw this: “I only give you one copy. If you lose it, I will not be responsible.”

Shen Liuxiang paused, thought about it, and put the handkerchief in his jacket.

It is safest to wear it close to the body.

Wenren Qin slightly raised his lips.

After leaving the Seven Kings Mansion, Shen Liuxiang pondered how to refine the elixir all the way, but did not notice the surrounding demon cultivators, and looked at him in stunned eyes, his face was half disbelief, half excited.

After his figure was far away, all the demons on the street roared.

“It’s the breath of the city owner!”

“Who, who is this demon, could it be our future demon queen?”

“He came out of the city lord’s mansion earlier, and the smell on his body is that of the city lord!”

“But he still carried the breath of other big demons in the morning.”

“Hey, the aura of the city lord on him is much stronger than that of the big monster in the morning. I think the city lord must have noticed it, so he tasted it and brought people back to the house to bully him.”

***

Shen Liuxiang returned to Chuangyun Pavilion, and the taut strings in his mind gradually loosened. He was frightened twice by the insect, which was too exciting.

When I got back to my room, I felt exhausted.

He rubbed his eyebrows, lay on the couch, and fell asleep shortly after.

Zhou Xuanlan returned to the Cloud Pavilion, it was afternoon, he pushed open the room and saw the master on the beautiful couch.

Lying on his side on the couch, his face was delicate and fair, with a few strands of blue silk scattered around his slender neck, his black eyelashes were lightly raised, and his sleeping face was quiet and peaceful.

He couldn’t help but lighten his footsteps, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Suddenly, the tip of the nose smelled a different kind of breath.

Zhou Xuanlan’s face suddenly changed.

During the day, Shen Liuxiang had a very light sleep, vaguely aware that someone was approaching, opened his eyes slightly, found that it was Zhou Xuanlan, and closed it with confidence.

But after closing his eyes for a while, a strand of hair brushed against his cheek.

Raise a slight itch.

Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes suspiciously, and found that Zhou Xuanlan lowered his head and buried his face on his neck and shoulders.

Warm breath, sprayed in an instant.

Shen Liuxiang’s body froze, and he pushed the person away subconsciously. Unexpectedly, when he raised his hand, he found that his wrists were caught in advance and pressed tightly on the couch.

He couldn’t break free for a while, “What are you doing?”

Zhou Xuanlan didn’t answer, the tip of his nose sniffed along the graceful and slender neckline.

The hotter breath was sprayed on the skin that was as white as jade.

Showing off a seductive look.

After a moment, he raised his head.

His deep, ink-like eyes stared at Shen Liuxiang, and his voice was cold.

“Master, why is there someone else’s breath?”