How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 31

"Ziweixing?"

Cigarettes were curling up in Tianzi No. [-] room, and Zhou Xing couldn't help interrupting:
"A few years ago, it was rumored in Zhongzhou that someone in the Ninth Pagoda issued a motto. In the 45th year of Tianshou, the Ziwei star descended from Dayan, and the rise of the next generation of holy kings will be ushered in."

"Could it be related to this matter?"

Zhu Huan'an's expression did not change when he entered his throat, and continued to explain after Zhou Xing finished asking:
"No one really took this matter seriously, until a monk in Huaizhou noticed that Ziwei's star pulse was getting weaker, and a streamer of light flashed across the sky at night, heading towards Yazhou."

"Deduced from the art of the master's residence formation, it is calculated that Yazhou's royal luck is rapidly dissipating. According to the historical records, there are indeed signs of the revival of the ancestor's blood."

Saying that, Zhu Huan'an looked at Murong Jingyan:
"At the price of the Great Elder's blood, Master has further revealed that this person is always beautiful, and with his alluring appearance, he must be a magnificent beauty."

"It just so happened that I was about to break through the Heaven's Seal and needed to travel down the mountain, so I was arranged by Master to come to Yazhou for a visit. I heard that there was a female cultivator in Cuicheng returning from Huaizhou, so I sent Zhou Xing to find you."

Speaking of this, Zhu Huan'an poured wine by himself, while Zhou Xing answered with a smile:

"Junior Sister Ayan, that's how things are."

"We had already arrived at the main city of Yazhou, and we were about to seize the opportunity, but when the elder brother heard that you were attacked, he went directly to Cuicheng, and asked me to pretend to be the Secretary of Defense to rescue you."

"I also only found out a few days ago that this is the master's arrangement to bring back Ziwei Xing."

Murong Jingyan blinked: "Hiss, how are you sure it's me?"

As soon as these words came out, both Zhu Huan'an and Zhou Xing were stunned.

Zhu Huan'an shook his head, picked up his wine glass and looked away, while Zhou Xing slapped the table:
"Junior Sister, what are you talking about? Since you say it's an alluring appearance, we are not blind."

"When we were in Xuancheng, we were looking for beautiful people everywhere, but we didn't see many beauties, but there were quite a few young girls who came here after hearing the news, and threw themselves into our arms and hugged the elder brother."

"Don't laugh when you say it, Ayan, there is actually a guy among those people who got in, and the senior brother almost cut him off with a knife after he found out! Hahahaha!"

"Hahaha."

Murong Jing lowered her eyebrows, picked up the wine glass and put it to her mouth without a trace, and took a sip lightly.

"puff!"

With just one mouthful of Murong Jingyan, he spat out the wine on the ground, and kept waving his hands and exhaling.

This, is this wine or chili water?
Zhou Xing hurriedly lowered his head and asked with concern: "Junior Sister, how dare you drink the wine of the Senior Brother? His wine is all demon blood wine, which is fishy and strong. You can't drink it!"

Zhu Huan'an kicked Zhou Xing in displeasure, and then put down his wine glass.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Standing up on her knees, Zhu Huan'an's red shirt shook.

"Since you have decided to enter my Abandoned Sword Villa, as a senior brother, I need to know your current state and what your ancestral blood is."

Zhou Xing also looked forward to it: "Yeah, I can get the suzerain's hand-picked appointment, and even use the Great Elder. Hey, why use the blood of the Great Elder?"

Zhou Xing, who was belatedly aware of it, shook his head, but continued to say:

"In short, Ayan, your ancestral blood must come from an extraordinary background. I, Abandoned Sword Villa, lack talents the most. If you happen to have the same origin as the suzerain's ancestral blood, there is a real possibility that you will be accepted as a direct disciple."

"At that time, I'm afraid I'm going to call you Senior Sister."

Murong Jingyan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with both hands, and finally returned to normal.

Hearing Zhu Huan'an's request, Murong Jingyan's heart moved.

There are thousands of ancestral blood, just like rivers and rivers converging into the sea, but the ultimate source can almost all be traced back to the most primitive and powerful immortals.

My Begonia Flower Spring King failed to see the truth, maybe the senior brother of the Abandoned Sword Villa in front of me can see the truth.

"I'm now at the fifth level of Earth Lock, as for the ancestral blood"

Murong Jingyan stimulated the blood energy.

Suddenly there was a wind in the quiet room, and the phantom of the rose petals floated on itself, moved with the wind, and shattered into dots of light when it landed.

The tip of Zhou Xing's nose moved slightly, and his shocked eyes slowly closed.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a sea of ​​red flowers, caressed by the soft sunshine, making one unable to resist opening his arms and striding towards the end of the sky~
Boom!
"Senior Brother Zhou!"

Murong Jingyan quickly lifted her face to kiss Zhou Xing on the floor.

Zhou Xing wiped his nosebleeds, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, what bloodline do you have, Ayan, why...why is it so sweet? No, I want it again."

Saying that, Zhou Xing closed his eyes again, his face full of intoxication.

"Go away."

At this moment Zhu Huan'an's voice came, the golden light in his eyes slowly dissipated at this moment, he rubbed his thumb and index finger lightly, and fell into thinking.

After Murong Jingyan put away her blood energy, Zhu Huan'an said directly:
"You probably don't know where your ancestral blood comes from."

Murong Jing was overjoyed, this guy really knew?
Zhu Huan'an stepped forward slowly, and said at the same time: "The crabapple is scarlet red, and the fragrance of demons is fragrant, but my Dharma Eye has not seen the phantoms of other gods and demons. I think this flower of crabapple is the gods and demons themselves."

"There is no record of flowers and plants in the blood of the five emperors. Only a thousand years ago, there was a great power from the Murong family in Xishan, who used the sacred tree to prove the way, and became immortal and climbed to the sky. Could it be?"

"Your maternal line is the Murong family of Xishan?"

Murong Jingyan smacked her mouth, why did she go too far.

"My father didn't tell me the origin of my mother, maybe it's just like what the senior brother said. By the way, senior brother, do you know what kind of qualification this red begonia belongs to?" Murong Jingyan asked hurriedly.

Zhu Huanan pondered for a moment, but did not give an answer.

"As for aptitude. Looking at its shape, it should be more than a beast. As for which lineage of the Five Emperors it is, there is a sub-altar set up by the Department of Defense in Xuancheng, and the answer can be obtained there."

"From this point of view, the Ziwei star that the master said should be you."

Zhu Huan'an glanced at Zhou Xing whose eyes were still closed, and under Murong Jingyan's gaze, he slowly stepped onto the table, then took out a letter from his bosom, and carefully placed it on the beam.

Seemingly worried about leaving the letter behind, Zhu Huan'an motioned for Murong Jingyan to help pass the wine glass on the table.

Murong Jingyan hurriedly held the wine glass and handed it over. Zhu Huan'an lightly dipped it with his finger, and wiped the four corners of the letter wet. The demon blood wine became sticky in the wind, and quickly glued the envelope firmly.

"Brother, who is this letter for?" Murong Jingyan squinted one eye, as if smelling gossip.

Zhu Huan'an wiped his hands with the cloth satin on the table, and said casually, "An old friend."

As he spoke, he gave a look and walked out of Tianzi No. [-] room.

The two left Huaxianju.

On the tree-lined path in Cuicheng, two figures, one tall and one short, walked back and forth.

Murong Jingyan raised her hand and brushed the dog's tail grass on the side of the street, and looked up to see that Zhu Huan'an was still striding forward, with no intention of stopping.

It's been a while, and I'm almost at the city gate, what is this for?

"Brother, where are we going?"

In the end, Murong Jingyan couldn't hold back and asked.

"Out of town."

Murong Jingyan was stunned for a moment, then stammered: "Leaving the city?? Then, Senior Brother Zhou is still in Huaxianju!?"

"Zhou Xing was seriously injured, and if he continues to walk, it will damage his foundation. I have arranged for someone to send him back to Zhongzhou."

"As for you, go to Xuancheng with me."

Murong Jingyan trotted two steps to Zhu Huan'an's side, and hurriedly organized his words: "Why don't you wait for a while, senior brother, and I go back and talk to Senior Brother Zhou? This is not considered leaving without saying goodbye."

Are you kidding me, let's go?

Murong Jingyan also planned to have a close relationship with Liu Meiniang and Qin Tianzhu, these two 'confidants', and figure out how to contact Duotianlou before leaving, so as to obtain the protection of the ancestor of Duotianlou.

Suddenly, Zhu Huan'an stopped.

"You know, it's not just a genius who can erode the luck of the king, but also a traitor who usurps luck."

Zhu Huan'an turned around, suddenly stretched out a hand, and gently placed it on the back of Murong Jingyan's neck.

"If you fall into the mortal world, you can't become a fairy, you can win people and countries, and you can win the sky."

Zhu Huan'an's voice was calm, but Murong Jing's face was instantly cold, and his heart seemed to have stopped beating.

"Not only are monks from all walks of life in Xuancheng at the moment, but also the rebels from Duotianlou are secretly coveting. There is an opportunity there that is very important to me. You have the magic weapon of the Jiang family in your hands, which is also the key to breaking the situation."

"So, it's not too late."

"Junior Sister Murong."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Huan'an put away his smile, slowly pulled his hand out of Murong Jingyan's long hair, turned around and continued walking out of the city.

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Just as Zhu Huan'an took a few steps, Murong Jingyan's small yellow head poked out from her neckline.

"What are you doing, why are you sweating so much all of a sudden!"

　Hello everyone, today is still the reserved Telunsu

　　
　
(End of this chapter)