The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower - Chapter 57

Xu Xingchen couldn’t accept the facts in front of him.

All precautions, still no protection.

He was taught in the imperial palace since he was a child, and he has no prejudice against the demon clan, but seeing Shen Liuxiang and the demon king entangled together, it is not very wonderful.

Not to mention that he thinks Zhou Xuanlan has ulterior motives, just because the two have no name, not even a daoist, he just rolls on a bed and hugs each other, doing things that can only be done between daoist… how decent.

Not ashamed! !

On the couch, Shen Liuxiang reached out and covered his face.

After thinking about it, Xu Xingchen had misunderstood that he had an affair with his apprentice. When he bumped into this scene, he couldn’t wash himself if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Zhou Xuanlan didn’t know when to open his eyes, his face was calm, but he probably felt that it was inappropriate to continue to hold Xu Xingchen in the eyes of killing people, so he let go of his hand reluctantly.

Shen Liuxiang hesitated for a moment, unable to escape from left or right, sat up and tried to save.

“It’s all a misunderstanding, last night…”

“Get dressed before talking!”

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Xingchen picked up the clothes on the screen and smashed it down at him, looking like he was out of breath.

Shen Liuxiang felt unreasonable, touched the tip of his nose, put on his coat and got out of bed obediently.

like a child who makes mistakes.

Although he didn’t know what he had done wrong, but seeing Xu Xingchen like a grumpy little lion with a face full of anger, he couldn’t help feeling guilty.

Xu Xingchen held the pan-green jade slip, as if he had taken a big killer, “Give you one more chance to explain, otherwise I will tell the emperor truthfully, he knows, and he will punish you heavily.”

He looked at the two in front of him, and cracked down on a list of crimes.

“You are Shen Liuxiang, you are addicted to demon sex, and you forget about the task. If I don’t notice it for a while, you will go to bed with someone!”

“And you, Zhou Xuanlan, if the emperor knew that you coaxed Shen Liuxiang to do that kind of thing, he would definitely skin you!”

“You two, neither of you can escape!”

Shen Liuxiang’s head hurt when he heard it.

But if you let Di Yunyu know, it will indeed become a trouble, “Calm down, don’t tell the emperor.”

Xu Xingchen: “Then tell me honestly, do you have something to do with dual cultivation?”

Shen Liuxiang didn’t expect him to be so straightforward, and glanced at Zhou Xuanlan beside him, a heat surged up in his heart, which rushed to his cheeks.

“No no!”

Xu Xingchen’s expression softened a little, and he asked again, “Since that’s the case, do you have any intention of making him a Taoist companion?”

Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, opened his lips slightly, and covered his mouth before he could speak.

“Don’t say it.” Zhou Xuanlan’s eyes dropped.

Surrounded by anger, he glanced at Xu Xingchen, his voice was cold, “You don’t need to ask Master, I’ll answer you, what you think didn’t happen.”

Xu Xingchen: “Very good.”

He stretched out his hand, trying to pull Shen Liuxiang over, but he didn’t pull it, so he walked over by himself, stuck between the two with a serious expression.

“The emperor explained when I left the palace that the two of you would not be allowed to touch. I think it’s not easy to meet again. I was soft-hearted and let you stay in the Chuangyun Pavilion. Now it seems that it almost caused a catastrophe.”

Shen Liuxiang was speechless: “What a disaster.”

Xu Xingchen glanced at him, hating iron for not being steel: “The broken skin at the corner of your lips must have been bitten by yourself in your sleep.”

Shen Liuxiang smiled: “I really bit it myself, but it wasn’t in my sleep.”

Xu Xingchen looked at him as if he was looking at a lost lamb. He probably felt that there was no help, so he shifted his target and said to Zhou Xuanlan, “The emperor doesn’t let you contact him, he doesn’t know why, do you know?”

Zhou Xuanlan’s face was slightly cold, and he was silent for a moment, “I have a place to live in Qilin City, and I have disturbed me these few days.”

After all, he turned and walked away.

Shen Liuxiang hurried to stop it, but was pulled by Xu Xingchen, “It’s not parting from life or death, don’t just focus on him, we still have a task to do, first find a way to get rid of the bewildering elixir.”

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xuanlan disappeared, and Shen Liuxiang reluctantly took back his steps and turned into the room.

“Okay, do the right thing.”

Shen Liuxiang studied the medicinal recipes all morning, and at noon, he was called by Jin Xiaojiu to eat, and saw a large table of delicious food, “This boiled fish and spicy shrimp were specially ordered by Xingchen Shaojun to go to Tianxianglou to fetch them. .”

Shen Liu raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

He always ordered a lot of things at Tianxiang Lou, but these two things tasted the best. Unexpectedly, Xu Xingchen discovered it.

He moved his chair and sat down, picked up the jade chopsticks, “I can’t finish it all by myself, so you can sit too.”

Jin Xiaojiu: “Young Master is coming.”

Shen Liuxiang’s face was amazed, Xu Xingchen prefers bland food and eats very pure and greedy, but he is the opposite, so the two rarely eat together.

Shen Liuxiang glanced at the dishes on the table and found two plates of green vegetables, which he believed.

When Xu Xingchen came back, there was a blue bird standing on his arm. After entering the room, he flapped his wings and flew directly to the table.

Shen Liuxiang: “What are you doing to buy a letter bird?”

Xu Xingchen sat at the dining table and glanced at the bowl where he only ate a little rice, “Send a letter to the Beilun Sword Sect in the cultivation world.”

Shen Liuxiang was stunned: “Why?”

Xu Xingchen picked up a piece of green vegetables and ate it with rice, “Lan Linlang, the No. 1 alchemist in the mainland, has specialized in researching all kinds of lost recipes. I think there might be a bizarre elixir, let’s find out.”

Shen Liuxiang recited the three words Lan Linlang silently, and an inexplicable feeling floated in his heart, “She shares the same surname as Sect Master Lan of Beilun, what is the relationship between the two?”

“Brother and sister,” Xu Xingchen said, “Lan Linlang died early, and Lan Xiaosheng took care of the relics.”

Shen Liuxiang: “Since it is a relic, if you ask someone for it, the other party may not give it.”

Xu Xingchen was stunned for a moment, but he never thought about the question of whether the other party would give it or not. In his knowledge, no one would reject the imperial palace.

Shen Liuxiang saw what he was thinking, and helplessly raised his forehead, “I’ll write it later.”

Xu Xingchen pursed his lips, quite depressed, he picked up the green vegetables and ate it, and when he was about to finish a plate of dishes, he found that the rice was not half over in the bowl, and the fish and shrimp on the table hadn’t moved a few chopsticks, and lowered his eyebrows with a sullen expression. appearance.

Xu Xingchen pouted and snorted coldly.

It’s been a long time since I haven’t seen Zhou Xuanlan, so I don’t think about it.

Shen Liuxiang was thinking about the pill recipe, and planned to buy some spiritual herbs in the afternoon. He first made a semi-finished product, and the jade chopsticks poked in the bowl.

Suddenly, a peeled shrimp fell into the bowl.

Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes slightly and looked up at Xu Xingchen in disbelief.

Flattered.

Xu Xingchen wiped his hands with a silk handkerchief, and some shrimp shells fell on the side of the bowl. He noticed his gaze, and said without end, “I’ll go out later, Shen…you will be back.”

Shen Liuxiang picked up the shrimp: “Oh, I have to go out and buy some spirit grass.”

Xu Xingchen: “…Then I’ll stay in the Chuangyun Pavilion.”

After he finished speaking, when he saw that Shen Liuxiang was unclear, he even hummed in doubt, and couldn’t help frowning, thinking that he was an idiot, while he was away, wouldn’t there be a chance to meet the Nine Demon Kings?

Xu Xingchen coughed lightly and reminded again, “Anyway, I won’t be leaving the Chuangyun Pavilion in the afternoon.”

Shen Liuxiang: “?”

***

In the mansion of the Seven Demon Kings, Wen Ren Qin sat in the waterside with a chessboard in front of him, with a white chess in his left hand and a black chess in his right.

Xiong You, who was standing beside him, said, “One batch will be delivered at the end of the month.”

White fell with a crisp sound.

“Be more cautious, Zhou Xuanlan may be aware of it when he is in the city,” Wen Ren Qin looked at the chessboard and asked casually, “Who were you fighting with in Xiangfang last night?”

Xiong You’s eyes flashed slightly, and he said solemnly, “A little demon who didn’t know how to behave, has been killed by his subordinates.”

Wenren Qin responded, a gust of wind blew, and when he reached the fragrance of flowers, he looked up and saw the locust tree blooming on the water bank, and he looked at it for a long time.

“It’s been a long time since I went to see my father and mother. The weather is nice today. Let’s go and have a look.”

In the dimly lit water prison, the man’s half body was soaked in sewage, with red hair, he raised his head when he heard the movement, opened one eye, and his hideous face was like a ghost in hell.

“Wen Ren Qin…”

The man raised a hoarse voice full of resentment, wishing to swallow someone alive in the next moment.

“I haven’t seen you for half a month, and I’m relieved to see that the spirit of the father is still there.”

Wen Ren Qin took off the raw meat hanging on the side, tore off two **** pieces, and threw them in front of Wen Rendu, landing in the dirty water with a “pop” sound.

“Eat more and don’t die prematurely.”

Wen Rendu opened his scarlet left eye: “Where’s Lan’er?”

“Don’t worry about me taking care of you,”

Wen Ren Qin put his hand stained with raw flesh on his lips, opened his mouth and licked it with the tip of his tongue, tasted the smell of blood, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

“Sister Lan now has a Taoist companion who loves her, has both children and is living a good life.”

Wen Rendu’s face turned pale: “You, you let her go.”

“I don’t understand what the king said,” Wen Ren Qin pursed his lips in confusion.

“There is another happy event. Sister Lan is pregnant again. I will send someone to take care of her. When this nephew is born, I will bring it to my father to see.”

The sound of the clanging iron chain suddenly came from the prison, and the people inside struggled desperately, yelling, “Wenren Qin, you are a wicked bastard, you should have killed you with a knife!”

Wenren Qin raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly burst into laughter, leaning forward and backward with laughter, and the entire water prison echoed with almost crazy laughter.

“It’s ridiculous that the father is in a state of embarrassment.”

After laughing enough, Wen Renqin left the water prison with incomparable happiness on his face until he saw another woman in the prison.

The place where she lives is very clean, with beds, tables, and chairs. Compared with other dirty and shabby dungeons, it can be described as one day and one place.

Wenren Qin stood outside the black iron gate with a complicated expression, “My mother is doing well.”

An Qin sat on the chair with his back to him, unable to see the expression on his face, but his voice was extremely cold, “It’s not good at all, I want to hear people, you give him back to me.”

Wen Ren Qin sneered: “But he hates you so much now, if I bring him to you, he will kill you immediately, forget that he almost killed you last time.”

“It’s not because you made him unhappy that you angered me,” An Qin’s voice became sharp, “He clearly loves me so much, and he can’t bear to hurt me in the slightest… It’s all your fault! You shouldn’t have been born in the first place!”

When she said this, she suddenly became excited, and a series of abuse came out of her mouth, until she heard the man outside the prison whispering “mother”, and then stopped suddenly.

Wen Renqin: “Today is my birthday.”

An Qin was stunned, his lips moved, and in the end he didn’t say anything.

Wen Renqin: “I still remember when I was four years old, you cooked me a bowl of longevity noodles with your own hands.”

An Qin’s expression changed slightly, and Xu sneered: “Then you should also remember that when you were five years old, you were thrown out of the city and buried alive by me.”

Wen Ren Qin’s expression twisted for a moment, and the previous warmth in his eyes disappeared.

“Naturally dare not forget,”

The woman in the prison chuckled lightly and stopped responding.

Wen Ren Qin’s eyes were gloomy, and the spiritual energy in his body became manic. After a long time, he calmed down, resisted the killing intent, raised his hand and wrapped a bunch of blooming locust flowers around the black iron gate, and then turned and left.

Xiong You followed him silently, his expression unpredictable.

***

In the afternoon, when Shen Liuxiang returned from buying the spirit grass, Xu Xingchen made various side-effects and found that he really only bought the spirit grass when he went out, and did nothing else, so he was speechless for a while.

But if he didn’t cherish the opportunity, he couldn’t blame Xu Xingchen for being ruthless.

On the ground floor of the Cirrus Cloud Pavilion, a room was specially vacated for Shen Liuxiang to concoct alchemy. He chose the spirit grass he bought, and it was late at night before he knew it.

After nightfall, Xu Xingchen kept an eye on him and stayed in the alchemy room. He couldn’t hold on any longer. Sitting on a chair, he tapped his head lightly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Shen Liuxiang stretched and was about to wake him up to go back to his room to sleep when there was a little noise outside the window.

Shen Liuxiang’s heart moved slightly, and he glanced at Xu Xingchen, who was drowsy. He stumbled and walked silently to the window.

He stuck his head out, and as expected, he saw a familiar figure.

The sky was drizzling, and Zhou Xuanlan was wearing a black cloak, standing outside the window, looking at him with dark and deep eyes, and whispered: “Master.”

Shen Liuxiang’s eyes brightened, and he asked in a low voice, “Why are you here?”

Zhou Xuanlan raised her thin lips and stretched out a slender hand towards him, her voice mixed with the rich night, especially low and sweet.

“Come and steal the master.”