It’s Not Easy Being a Master

With many previous preparations and identity strengths, Shen Zhixian took over Qing Yunzong was not as difficult as Song Yi.

He disclosed Song Yan's guilt in Zongmen, and sent letters and compliments to the few Xiao Zongmen who were severely injured. He pushed the wrongs half-true and half-truth on Song Zong.

Those small ancestors received heavy gifts, but they were still unwilling. However, the demon monsters that have been raging recently have also tossed them enough. Qing Yunzong has put on an attitude. They hesitated for a long time, but they can only bear it. Tone.

No matter how bad it is, you can only hit the stone with a egg.

Time hastily passed away, and in a flash, a year passed.

During the year, Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin were still two separate and busy, and only occasionally Yan Jin would cast an illusion over at night, and the two were busy with each other and briefly embraced each other before the moon.

The intimacy between the two did not go out too deliberately. The disciples in Zongmen still thought that Yan Jin was training abroad, but they sometimes did not know the meaning, so they quietly sighed that the suzerain was in a good mood today--in fact, it was because of the former Yan Jin came all night.

The four elders guessed something, but Shen Zhixian didn't mention it, and he didn't say anything. Oh, young people, he is a single elderly man, so don't mix it.

The four elders met the rest of the elders' eyes with a little doubt, and slowly revealed a calm and unpredictable smile.

I'm afraid that no one knows. In addition to the new suzerain, they have a new ... uh.

The four elders remembered Yan Jin's cold and indifferent appearance, hesitated a moment, still resolutely safeguarded the dignity of the young man's nephew, and silently filled in the last half of the words.

... Where's the Sovereign Lady?

Yan Jin was not idle either. This year has passed, and he has completely taken the wasteland into his pockets-even with many demon monsters inside and out.

The fact that he has become enchanted cannot be changed or reversed. The only thing he can do now is to try to get closer to Shen Zhixuan, try to make himself stronger, and to protect Shen Zhixuan in the future.

The remaining monsters and monsters in the wasteland were originally not very serious in killing their hearts and were even detained gradually. After receiving the baptism of Yan Jin's brutal beating, they expressed their surrender without hesitation.

So they must not only abandon Ru Mao's life of drinking blood, but also go out from time to time to slay those monsters and ghosts who have escaped to chaos.

The monsters in the wasteland are almost in tears. Anyway, they are also brothers and sisters who have lived for thousands of years. At this instant, they began to kill each other. This is too ...

——Too happy!

The demons replaced all of the spirit stones earned by the demon demon with various kinds of human food, and they were surrounded by a group of excitement, eating tears in their eyes—

Huh!

Why didn't I find this better than raw meat before?

It's a pity that they have too few spirit stones and too little food. Each demon has only a little bit of pity, and a few mouthfuls are gone, not to mention filling up his stomach, and not filling his teeth.

A large group of demons were embarrassed to come together to discuss, this time there is no need for Yan Jin to persecute, and after a shortfall of five, they actively went out of the wasteland to go to Japan to do a good job to change the spirit stone.

It's just that they are demons, not human, and have made a lot of nonsense jokes. This is not narrative for the time being. It is worthy of praise that the results they produce are pretty good-

After the people in charge of Xianxiu's upper gates quietly held a small rally, they agreed that since the wasteland now has a master, the monsters in the wasteland don't look like they want to do anything. They can no longer seal the wasteland. Under the premise, the two parties should simply make an agreement and try to get along with each other as much as possible.

Even if it is peaceful on the surface, as long as it can be dragged, as long as there is a pant to plan the next step.

Shen Zhixian was the first time to attend such a small rally as Qingyun Suzerain. When the agreement was finalized, Yan Jin did not reveal her identity, and she wore a half-carved mask by Shen Zhixian himself.

So everyone only knew that there was a "respect" in the wasteland, and they didn't know it was Yan Jin. Shen Zhixian sat calmly in front of a group of seniors, listening to the agreement was finally finalized, relieved.

In this year, he and Yan Jin's various efforts were not wasted.

However, the problem of the wasteland was temporarily resolved on the surface, but there are still many monsters that refuse to succumb to the wasteland to escape everywhere. These evils must continue to be solved.

So the second small gathering quickly began to be set up secretly again. When the message of time and place was transmitted to Shen Zhixian's hands through the secret method, it was midnight. Yan Jin happened to be there, and frowned when she saw the message.

When I received this message for the last time, Yan Jin could only watch for a while for Shen Zhixuan in front of her but couldn't touch it, and couldn't even say one more sentence. At that time, he was wearing a mask and was standing quietly in front of him. The Lord of the Wasteland, and Shen Zhixian as Qingyun Sovereign, naturally "not knowing" him.

After Shen Zhixian opened the message, she smiled. He showed the message to Yan Jin without hesitation, and he said in a good mood: "I will go out in two days, so you don't have to come here again."

Casting the illusion is not easy to cast. No matter where it is or where the phantom falls, a stable aura environment is required. Once the aura fluctuates sharply, the caster is easily injured.

Although Yan Jin was already strong, Shen Zhixian still did not want him to take risks.

Yan Jin pursed her lips without answering.

...

The reason why this small assembly is called small is that there are very few participants, and only a few people with strong and decisive powers can participate in it. It's about encircling demons. It is always necessary to be careful.

Shen Zhixuan let the four elders stay in the gate of Zongmen, with the face of the old age, pretending to be closed, but in fact went downhill quietly.

The location of the small assembly is set in Xuanji Building. It is reported that Xuanji Building has calculated what hexagrams to come, so you should discuss them carefully.

When Shen Zhixian arrived in the small town near Xuanji Tower, it was too early, and he was not in a hurry to catch up to the door, so he wandered around the town.

The town is very lively, and those teahouses and restaurants Shen Zhixian don't want to go.

Today, a young girl is sitting in a study, and the suppression of women by the Xianxiu community is not too heavy. It is common for many women to take power or head out to do business.

The face and temperament I saw at the age of the year weren't romantic and handsome, but it was the easiest way to attract the attention of teenage girls.

When the young girl saw Shen Zhixian, Xing Yan's eyes brightened, her lazy sitting position suddenly stood up, and blinked with enthusiasm: "Do you want to buy something? In the latest words, this picture book, top-quality pen, ink and paper, everything! "

She snapped and pushed the album on the counter, and looked at Shen Zhixuan with anticipation.

Shen Zhixian originally wanted to say that she could look at it at random, but her gaze was attracted by the album on the top: "Beauty List?"

There is a small print underneath, immortal.

The young girl saw him staying in sight, and hurriedly handed over the booklet: "New Beauty List! Immortal Edition! Any beauty can be found! Men, women and children alike!"

Shen Zhixian raised an eyebrow and turned a page with interest.

The young girl apparently has read this booklet many times. When I saw him open the first page, I opened it without thinking: "The first page is the top of the list. This is the current monarch of the Qing Yunzong ... "

Shen Zhixian heard her name by surprise, looked down at her portrait again, couldn't help laughing, and turned a few pages later.

In fact, there are many people who look better than him in Xianxiu. When Shen Zhixian asked, the young girl laughed and said, "This beauty list is voted by everyone. It depends not only on looks but also on temperament, strength, etc ... ... "

I don't know who is so careless about making such a thing. Shen Zhixian turned a few pages slightly, and closed the album with a smile and handed it back.

The young girl wasn't too disappointed: "Don't you buy a book?"

Shen Zhixian was about to shake her head, but she glanced at the corner of the counter where she arbitrarily placed the album. The cover is similar to this one, and there are three characters on the beauty list. The only difference ... Shen Zhixian saw with her good vision The place where the immortal word was originally written was replaced by a black magic word.

"That is……?"

The young girl looked back and said indifferently: "Hey, that's a portrait of the monsters. Hey, if I say, that is not a beauty list at all, the ugly and strange list is ... but the top of the list."

She took the album and opened it to Shen Zhixian: "The top of this list is said to be the Lord of the Wasteland, and the respect of the monsters, so he looks quite pleasing to the eye, otherwise ... don't look at it Nothing. "Pause, could not help but complain a little:" The man who compiles the list must print with the monsters, but no one buys it at all! It's a big loss! "

She pointed at the corner, and her stack of albums turned randomly. The surface was even covered with ashes.

Shen Zhixian raised her hand and gently rubbed the portrait of the front page of the album.

Yan Jin's physique and Yan Jin's temperament are just a half mask on his face, which shields his half face firmly, revealing only the stern lines of his chin, and the slightly stunned lip.

Shen Zhixuan's fingertips rested on that lip for a moment, smiled slightly, and raised her hand to close the album: "I want this one."

"Ah?" The young girl didn't respond, and asked incredulously, "Would you like this monster, or would you like them?"

"I want this." Shen Zhixian nodded and painted Yan Jin's picture book, and generously laid down a top-quality spirit stone.

The young girl did not pick up the spirit stone. She first chose a new album for him neatly, wrapped it in paper, and handed it to Shen Zhixian, wondering: "How did the sons think about buying this ... Almost no Xianxiu people bought this Then. "

Shen Zhixian took the album with a gentle smile: "Because the top of the list is handsome, I like it very much."

The stunned young girl watched out of the study door, and it was almost dark. The rally began the day after tomorrow, and Shen Zhixian thought about it, but decided to stay one night alone and go to Xuanji Tower tomorrow.

He was very impressed by the group of people in Xuanji Tower. From head to head to young disciple, he most likes to catch people fortune telling, and he also likes to count marriage for him. He can't stand the enthusiasm.

First set the hotel room, Shen Zhixuan went to dinner, too lazy to go out on the street, and plan to go back to the room to rest.

As soon as he opened the door, he noticed something terrible, and evaded sideways very quickly-he didn't avoid it, Yan Jin really knew him so well, he was intercepting his escape route, and held him full of arms, The backhand closed the door again.

Shen Zhixian called Ajin with a smile, and asked, "How come?"

Although it was a question, I wasn't too surprised. Yan Jin knew him, and he knew Yan Jin well. That night, Yan Jin didn't answer, and he guessed that the apprentice wanted to come to him with an idea.

Yan Jin hugged him and sat down next to the bed, resting his head on Shen Zhixian's shoulder unhappyly: "If I don't come, I will see you for a long time."

Shen Zhixian held his light car and coaxed two words, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly turned out the beauty list to show Yan Jin: "I think this artist is not good enough, he can't draw A Jin's three-pointer, it's too perfunctory. "

"Also, this pose does not fully reflect A Jin's handsomeness, so I should draw a few more looks ... Oh, this artist cannot see A Jin's true face, and his work is worse."

Yan Jin only glanced slightly, then stared at Shen Zhixian with a burning gaze: "Seeing painting when you are old."

"Ok?"

"If I want to draw, I can pose for all ages." The low voice was full of temptation, Yan Jin tilted her head, and her lips almost touched Shen Zhixian's earlobe. "If you do n’t see enough, you can even touch One touch ... "

Shen Zhixian couldn't stand the tone of his tone, he was spitting the heat of his ears, he couldn't help but feel soft, and he took a slap in his waist, and then he said, "I want to see you If you don't wear clothes, do you show them ... "

It may be that distance is prone to beauty, and Xiaobei is apt to give birth to some wistful thoughts. In the past year, the relationship between the two has grown by leaps and bounds, and the previous years have come back again-it is the one who likes to call Yan Jin from time to time.

How did the fan stir up the fire later? Shen Zhixian couldn't remember, he just remembered that Yan Jin suddenly stopped at the last moment.

Anyway, Shen Zhixian is a normal big man, and he should have all the reactions. This time, the two were extremely troubled. Shen Zhixian was confused, and they were determined to give Yan Jin, almost indulging Yan Jin's every move.

As a result, Yan Jin braked in place.

Shen Zhixian was so angry that he wanted to bite him, his face flushed red, and he breathed slightly, his chest was violently undulating. He didn't know if he was angry or what, he bit his teeth and hated: "Will you give it?"

Yan Jin was obviously uncomfortable. A lot of cold sweat slipped from his forehead, but he propped his hands on the side of Shen Zhixian, just shook his head without touching him, and said, "It's not good here, I will wrong you ..."

Shen Zhixian could not be satisfied, he was about to collapse, and his voice was angry and soft: "It's not a big girl of Huanghua, what's wrong with it ... I haven't seen you so much in the last life!"

Before, the two have been one person and one phantom. No matter how close they are, they can't make the last step. This time, the two reunited with each other. Both are real, and Shen Zhixian didn't endure it.

...... Both horizontal and vertical have done what they should have done in the last life. This kind of thing, Shen Zhixuan chose to do whatever he wanted.

As long as he is happy, as long as Yan Jin is happy, any way is fine.

However, he never expected that Yan Jin would stop first.

Shen Zhixian was so angry that he couldn't help pulling his sword and chopping him, and endured Yan Jin for the last kick.

The author has something to say: it's late, ohh.

It ’s September. Happy school. I also want to start school.

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