Chapter 105 The Villain Is My Furnace (Extra)
Time flies, and the time flies by.
The sect that had suffered a severe loss of energy back then has been completely reduced to history, and the three Hua Yanzhi have also become forbidden nouns that everyone keeps silent.
This year, it was time for the Promise Sect to recruit disciples once every ten years. Compared with those days when you could enter a sect and embark on the road of cultivating immortals as long as you had some connections, the assessment of new disciples by various sect parties is obviously much stricter than before. After experiencing what happened with Hua Yanzhi, everyone tacitly believed that disciples are more expensive than fine.
In that battle back then, everyone's cultivation levels were uneven. More than half of the disciples of each sect were relatives of the upper echelons of the sect, which indirectly led to some disciples who were born ordinary, had good aptitude, and had no background behind them. There are no resources to practice.
The current sects take this as a warning, they only recruit qualified disciples now, the better your qualifications, the more resources you will get.
Bai Ling City.
A mysterious man in a black cloak stood at the window of an inn box. He wrapped himself tightly, revealing only a thin red lip and a pointed chin.
And beside him stood a handsome young man in colorful robes, swaying a delicate folding fan in his hand.
The young boy's bright eyes were staring fixedly at the testing platform built by the Promise Sect in the center in front of him.
Some children who passed the test were hugged and kissed by their families with joy, and some children who failed the test were hurriedly taken away by disappointed adults.
After watching it for a while, the young man felt very boring.
"Master, you come here every ten years to watch the Wuji Sect recruit new disciples. What do you think? If you fancy someone, you can just take him away. Why do you spend so much time here? Wait?"
The boy turned his head and asked curiously the man in the cloak beside him.
The man in the cloak seemed not to have heard the boy's question, his cold gaze was fixed on the testing platform for a long time, and his calm eyes looked at the excited or disappointed disciples.
The young man waited for a while, but his master was still taciturn as usual, he couldn't help curling his lips boredly, turned around and walked out the door.
With the sound of closing the door, the cloaked man flicked the hat on his head lightly, revealing a strange and terrifying face.
He raised his hand and touched his cheek, which was obviously clean and flawless, but he felt carefully that the totems intertwined on his face were slowly flowing in his palm like living things.
The man in the cloak, that is, Feng Lan put down his hand and looked at his palm with sad eyes.
He is no longer human.
If it weren't for the jade bracelet left by Xu Fuhuan and the cloak given to him by Chao Huan to cover up the devilish energy on his body, he must have been the target of these self-proclaimed righteous people to exterminate.
When Xu Fuhuan left, he was afraid that Fenglan would be overwhelmed, so he left Fenglan the news that Chaohuan was still alive.
After hearing the news, Feng Lan would frantically search for Chao Huan at first, until he repaired the whole thing. When she searched the real world and couldn't find Chao Huan, the disheartened Feng Lan planned to return to the old site of the Hehuan Sect to rebuild the Hehuan Sect.
However, hundreds of years have passed, and the former Hehuan Sect has long been taken over by the Wuji Sect.
How can I say that there is also a place with spiritual veins under the old site of Hehuanzong, it doesn't make sense that no one coveted it for so many years.
Feng Lan thought about destroying the Wuji Sect, his current cultivation base can be said to be cultivation. Invincible in the real world, but Xu Fuhuan told him not to kill a lot before leaving, otherwise these karma would be on Chao Huan.
Whether Xu Fuhuan's words were true or not, Feng Lan didn't dare to guess, but he had to be cautious about anything related to Chao Huan.
On weekdays, the Wuji sect is hidden in the formation. Except for training, the disciples in the sect rarely go down the mountain. Only when recruiting disciples every ten years, the formation will be opened, revealing the true face of the Wuji sect.
It was also at this time that Feng Lan left everything behind and came to Bailing City at the foot of the Wuji Sect to miss the time that was not a good time.
"Master--"
the young man pushed open the door with excitement, and ran directly to Feng Lan who was standing at the window.
Although Feng Lan put on the hat very quickly, the young man still saw Feng Lan's face covered with black totems.
"Master..."
The boy's eyes widened in disbelief. In his heart, his master said very little, but his manners were elegant and his temperament was outstanding. In his heart, his master was not even a beautiful The peerless handsome man is also a cold and clean man, but what did he see just now?
Feng Lansen cast a cold glance at his only apprentice. He walked to the table without arrogance or rashness and poured himself a cup of spiritual tea, then he said, "Why are you so impatient, what about
the etiquette that the teacher taught you on weekdays?"
Very indifferent.
He didn't need an apprentice, this apprentice was the one who stuck to him as a teacher after he rescued him.
He thought that he was just a little tired, and it would be good to have an apprentice with a lively personality. Of course, the most important thing is that this boy's personality is somewhat similar to Chao Huan's, which is why he finally nodded in agreement.
It's just that he didn't expect this apprentice to be so ignorant.
The young man can't accept Feng Lan's face, he is a face control, Feng Lan has kept himself secretive all these years, he always thought that Feng Lan was a great beauty.
Just now he caught a glimpse of Feng Lan's true face by accident, and he couldn't accept it.
The disappointment in the young man's eyes was too obvious, and it was obvious that the cup in his hand turned into powder as soon as Feng Lan exerted force.
Although he doesn't seem to care about his face on the surface, but in his heart he does. His Chao Huan is notoriously fond of beautiful women. He once aroused Chao Huan's interest with this face. If Chao Huan really What if Zhao Huan doesn't like him if he doesn't die and he becomes like this again?
The more Feng Lan thought about it, the more contorted his face became. He stood up abruptly, waved his sleeves, and waved away the disappointed young man standing in front of him.
The moment the young man was thrown out, Feng Lan's barely emotional words could still be heard in his ears.
"From now on, you will no longer be my disciple, I hope you can do it yourself."
The young man was stunned for a while, and then he came to his senses, got up directly from the ground, and slapped the closed door vigorously.
"Master, this disciple is wrong, please don't drive me away." With the
sound of knocking on the door and the cry of the young man, Feng Lan set up a formation to directly block the noise, and sat upright on the bed to meditate .
The way the boy cried was so tragic that people passing by all looked sideways.
Among them is a gorgeous dress. The man in the red robe was leaning on the wooden railing in the corridor, his half-smiling eyes occasionally released his charm to the beauties who were attracted by the boy's cries.
And in his hand was swaying a folding fan that was exactly the same as the boy's, and he couldn't let it go. The flowing eyes are full of tender affection, when he is looking at a certain person, those affectionate eyes are like the galaxy in the sky, which can drown the whole person in his eyes. Such a pair of eyes made some girls who had never experienced love at all unable to resist. For a while, all the girls in the aisle blushed, shy and timid. Chao Huan shrugged boredly, and sighed inwardly, his family Feng Lan is better. These girls couldn't resist even such a little charm, but back then his family Fenglan even naked him. I've seen the whole body, but there is no sign of blushing and heartbeat. Thinking of this, Chao Huan felt a little regretful. Until he was dying, he had never seen his family's Fenglan blushing. Looking at these girls, but her mind was full of Feng Lan's blushing face being molested by him, a bold girl finally mustered up the courage to go forward first.
She glanced shyly at Chao Huan first, and saw that Chao Huan smiled at her gently and dotingly. The tenderness on his face and the overall affection she had never seen in other senior brothers.
At this moment, the delicate and charming girl's heart is beating wildly, such a feeling. She has never experienced it.
"My lord, you..." She was really embarrassed to ask a girl to speak first, she nervously took out the sachet she was carrying and grabbed it. Catch Chao Huan's hand and stuff it into Chao Huan's palm.
"My name is Guerlan, and I am the eldest disciple of the Fifth Elder of the Promise Sect. You, you, and I are waiting for you to propose marriage."
What?
After regaining consciousness, Chao Huan only heard the girl's last sentence, 'I'm waiting for you to propose marriage'.
He looked at the back who had already run out of the inn with a face of shock, and he was shocked in place.
After all, Feng Lan still couldn't bear it, even though he was very angry at this apprentice's rudeness to him, but his personality that was exactly the same as Chao Huan made him a little soft-hearted.
As soon as he opened the door, a picture of the person he had been thinking about stood in front of him. Before Feng Lan had time to rejoice, she was interrupted by Guerlain's confession.
With both hands on her chest, Feng Lan looked coldly at Chao Huan and stared at the door of the inn with a look of astonishment on her face.
This bastard said he would marry him back then, but none of the beauties who should have been accepted. So many years have passed, and the lust has not changed? !
Really a color embryo.
Gritting her teeth, Feng Lan walked behind Chao Huan, suppressing the soreness in her heart, and picked up Chao Huan's collar.
"I haven't seen you in a thousand years, your personality really hasn't changed a bit."
A voice that was so familiar to the soul suddenly entered Chao Huan's eardrums, making Chao Huan froze. He wanted to turn around in disbelief, but his neck was behind him He wanted to see this person who he couldn't wait to see as soon as he successfully gathered his soul, but-
Feng Lan's heart was sour, he stared at Chao Huan's hand that was stuffed by the girl just now sachet.
Yin Yang said strangely: "What? Can't bear it? If you can't bear it, go after him."
Chao Huan came to Wuji Sect this time, thinking that if Feng Lan would wait for him, he would definitely wait for him here.
He even thought about all kinds of greetings and reactions when the two of them met again, regardless of whether there were other people around Feng Lan, but he didn't expect Feng Lan to see such a gesture.
Chao Huan blinked guiltily, and quickly threw away the sachet in her hand, and then heard Feng Lan's sour and jealous tone.
Feeling sweet in his heart, he hurriedly said in a courteous way: "I have long been fascinated by a guy named Feng Lan and lost my mind. How can I see other people?" "Really?"
Feng Lan said coolly .
Chao Huan didn't know Feng Lan's arrogant little temper, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I like him so much that as soon as I hear his voice, I will fall into love." Pooh, this pervert
, Still the same rogue as ever.
Although Chao Huan's words were indeed vulgar, but Feng Lan would follow suit, and the only exposed corners of his mouth raised up irresistibly following Chao Huan's suggestive words.
Chao Huan was keenly aware of the change in the momentum of the person behind him, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Lan is actually very coaxing, when he likes someone, he will trust that person wholeheartedly, not to mention that when Chao Huan died for him, he didn't even blink his eyes.
He was angry only because this guy never changed his mind, and he would habitually tease him twice when he saw a beauty, as if he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't tease him.
The young man frowned, seeing that the handsome man he pulled back from the street turned out to be acquainted with his master, he couldn't help but take a second look.
"Master..."
Feng Lan cast a sideways glance at the young man, the role of this apprentice has come to an end, and the master has returned, so it doesn't matter if he is needed or not.
Feng Lan picked up Chao Huan, and quickly led the people into the room.
The boy was just about to follow in when the door that was closed by Feng Lan almost hit him in the face with a slap.
He touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, it hurt so much.
The light in the room was slightly dark, Feng Lan threw Chao Huan directly onto the bed, followed by pressing on Chao Huan's body, watching his monstrous face was bathed in darkness, Feng Lan hid under the cloak His gaze was flickering and flickering, unfathomable.
Being looked at by Feng Lan like this, Chao Huan's face became slightly hot and he felt uncomfortable. He subconsciously touched his face.
Nothing!
Although Feng Lan's eyes were covered by the cloak, his penetrating gaze made Chao Huan suddenly remember the suggestive words he had just said outside the door.
Is it possible?
Could it be that Feng Lan has already enlightened and knows to take the initiative?
Thinking of this, Chao Huan softened his body, and blinked innocently, acting like I don't understand anything, and let you trample on me. ravaged look.
With Chao Huan's harmless appearance, Feng Lan's entire personality was aroused. Burning body.
The red light in the pupils flourished, like a fire burning.
Feng Lan approached Chao Huan's red lips aggressively, and the two breaths exchanged. entangled.
Chao Huan frowned.
Suddenly, the index finger touched Feng Lan's lips.
"Take off the things on your head first, and let me take a good look at you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Lan's body froze emotionally, and the totem on his face flickered with the ups and downs of his inner emotions. dark.
He has waited for Chaohuan for thousands of years, and he is really unwilling to lose Chaohuan. No one understands the loneliness and inner torment of these thousands of years better than him.
He suddenly let go of Chao Huan in his arms, got up and walked to the window, watching the people coming and going downstairs.
Hand, subconsciously touching his face.
He wasn't sure if Chao Huan could accept him the way he was now.
He didn't dare to take risks.
He was really scared, and couldn't bear Chao Huan's leaving again.
Chao Huan stared dumbfounded at Feng Lan turning his face away.
He looked puzzled.
In fact, as long as Chao Huan looked through Xu Fuhuan's memory for a while, he would be able to know why Feng Lan behaved like this.
But as soon as he succeeded in gathering his soul, he couldn't wait to come out to find Feng Lan, and naturally he didn't have time to search for the memory left by Xu Fuhuan.
In addition, his current spirit is very fragile, unlike before, he can't accept the huge memory Xu Fuhuan left him for a while.
He was able to keep all his memories because when Xu Fuhuan left, he asked Xiaoer to help him keep them.
Chao Huan walked suspiciously behind Feng Lan, and gently wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.
"What's wrong? Wasn't it fine just now?"
Feng Lan was struggling in his heart, he wanted to present himself unreservedly in front of Chao Huan, but he was not confident that he could keep Chao Huan.
He didn't want to use force to win someone's heart, just like himself back then.
Back then, he was taken away by Chao Huan because he was too weak. At that time, he was full of despair and pain.
He has experienced such a thing, so he doesn't want Chao Huan to experience it too.
Feng Lan didn't speak for a long time.
Chao Huan's heart sank, Feng Lan must have experienced something in these years to become like this. But if Feng Lan didn't say anything, he couldn't force Feng Lan to speak.
The thing that he regrets the most is that he forcibly took Feng Lan away, which made him miss the best first meeting with Feng Lan.
Feng Lan exuded an air of despair, which made Chao Huan feel extremely distressed.
He didn't know how to speak, so he had to. She hugged Feng Lan tightly, and rubbed her cheek on his back affectionately.
Such a tender scene made Feng Lan's struggling heart feel better.
He took Chao Huan's hand, turned around slowly, held Chao Huan's cheek with both hands, and asked in a deep voice: "If, if I don't have a face you like, will you still love me?
" ?
Chao Huan thought of the devilish energy that the monster forcibly instilled in Feng Lan's body before he died.
There are no other demons in this world except the Demon Lord sealed under the cliff. There are quite a few demon cultivators, but those demon cultivators have been eroded by demon energy all year round, and they all have very hot eyes.
This is what Chao Huan thought of.
He thought that Feng Lan had fallen into a demonic cultivator, and that Qingjun's face was eroded by the demonic energy and became shriveled.
Chao Huan imagined that Feng Lan's clean and elegant face had turned into that of Moxiu.
In addition to pity, it is heartache.
No matter what his Feng Lan becomes, he is always his favorite person.
Zhao Huan looked directly at Feng Lan firmly and said, "If I said that I love you, your soul, you must think I'm just talking about it.
" He took out a dagger from the ring, and the sharp-edged dagger cut from forehead to jaw.
Scarlet blood snaked from cheek to jaw, dripping onto the floor.
Feng Lan was stunned by this scene.
After Chao Huan finished one stroke, he interrupted and continued to add another stroke on the other side of his face.
Feng Lan, who was frightened by Chao Huan's actions, finally came to his senses. He quickly knocked out the dagger in Chao Huan's hand, and a black air gathered at his fingertips.
Just a finger touch. Seeing Chao Huan's face, he remembered that he had fallen into a demon, and Chao Huan was still practicing spiritual energy as before.
Magic energy and spiritual energy have been mutually exclusive since ancient times.
Feng Lan anxiously hugged Feng Lan in her arms, planning to take him to find a cultivator to help him repair the scars on his face.
Chao Huan smiled indifferently and said, "Don't be like this, Feng Lan, I thought you should have understood how I feel about you from the beginning. I am willing to die for you, so why not such a small scar?" "
You don't want me to see your mess, so I won't watch it, but you can't refuse me to love you." It was rare for Chao Huan to be serious and domineering.
Feng Lan opened her mouth, her nose turned sour, and her eyes filled with tears. Feng Lan tried her best not to let Chao Huan see her tears, and stubbornly kept the tears in her eye sockets.
Tears blurred his vision, and he raised his head, showing his delicate chin, trying to make himself look normal.
"Okay."
The author has something to say: Comprehension group:
Young man: [tears] By the way, I'm just a soy sauce character? Don't even have a name? I don't agree.
Head of Tianjianmen: [White Eyes] What are you? Am I still Feng Lan's master? Anyway, I have played several times, but look at me-
the beauty of the upper world: Shut up, [angry] Do you have a share in talking? The old lady is beautiful and rich, and the backstage is hard, but you look at me? Not only did he not have a name, but he also made himself into a ghost like this for such a stallion. [Crazy]
[A woman from the upper realm who was imprisoned by her father in a certain experience scene. 】
Hua Yanzhi: ...
All the harem: ...
Style: ...
Black Dragon: @上界美人【Hook Hand】Beauty, do you want a date?
Beauty from the Upper Realm: Ask your sister out, and get out of here. What I hate most now are you animals and men who think from the lower body.
A large wave of unnamed cannon fodder: ...We are also very desperate. Chao Huan's friend who is a casual cultivator only appeared on the stage once, and he also lost a name. What about us people? To the death, I didn't even mention it.
Fengfeng: ...
Haha, the small theater just wants to complain about my incompetence in naming.
At first I thought that 2,000 words would be enough, but after I finished writing, I realized that I had written 5,000 words without realizing it.
Recently, Jinjiang has been strictly inspected, so I don't drive, anyway, I haven't written the plot of driving, haha. Think for yourself, but when you are flirting, you must think of Chao Huan as an attack. Although he is not as powerful as Feng Lan now, he is also an attack.