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Chapter 32: The Bright Red Birthmark, Shen Eleven(1/2)

The deep care and heart are as calm as water.

Chen Gurong saw through the world.

The second senior sister Su Xiyan has a gentle temperament. She is obviously a man but prefers Hongzhuang. It is said that when she was young, he went to find Nan Lianjun and begged his master to change his name.

Su Xiyan was born in a dirty place in the demon clan. Nan Lianjun named him "Xiyan" because he wanted him to dine in Mo Ran to be devoted to the Tao, but he didn't expect that he didn't like the name.

"What do you want to change to?"

Su Xiyan said shyly: "Why, Su Xiyan?"

Nan Yangjun: “…”

Nan Lianjun was so dark that he was made in front of his eyes by this name "Su".

Nan Lianjun has a very high family background since childhood. Even listening to swear words will make his ears dirty. When he heard the names of his disciples, he knew that each of them had the ability to be invincible and was definitely not an ordinary person.

For example, the third disciple Xi Guxing, the fourth disciple Zhu Chen, and the fifth disciple is in the sky.

The ten disciples were special. At that time, Nan Lianjun was probably annoyed by the name. He saw that his ten disciples always went out to collect herbs and forgot to return home, so he simply took "No Return".

Even Lou Bugui, who was randomly taken, was much better than the "Su Xiyan" he wanted to change.

Fortunately, Nan Yangjun's temper was not that bad back then, so he asked patiently: "Why should I call this?"

"Su Xiyan" said: "It sounds like the name of my daughter's house, and my disciple likes it."

Nan Yangjun asked calmly: "Then why do you call my daughter's name?"

Su Xiyan blinked: "The disciple is my daughter's house."

Nan Yangjun: “…”

Su Xiyan, a man, has always thought that she was a daughter's family since she was born. When she grew up, she knew the difference between men and women, but she still stubbornly believes in her own opinion.

Even though he had a low male voice, his tone was still soft and his every frown and smile was full of charm.

Over time, all the brothers and brothers on Liren Peak called his second senior sister. He didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed, but instead responded generously.

Su Xiyan put down Chen Gurong, bent over slightly, and said gently: "Eleven?"

Chen Gurong was still immersed in the collapse of the beauty sister becoming a beauty brother, but he couldn't come to his senses. He raised his head and looked at Su Xiyan's face that was obviously a woman, but he still couldn't accept it for a moment.

He said in pain: "Second Teacher...Sister."

Su Xiyan smiled and said, "I brought you some gadgets from Youzhou. I will give you the World Spirit Monument when I repair it."

Chen Gurong said with difficulty: "Okay."

Su Xiyan touched his little head, turned around and left.

Chen Gu Rongteng ran back to Fan Jiangju in shame and anger, feeling that his boyish heart was about to be broken.

Su Xiyan was dressed in red, graceful and graceful. When she arrived at the Liren Peak Spirit Monument, Xi Guxing and Lou Bugui were already waiting there.

The two saluted together: "Second Sister."

Su Xiyan nodded slightly.

Xi Guxing raised his eyebrows and said, "See Chen Shiyi?"

Su Xiyan smiled and said, "Well, it's really different from before. I was so scared that I planted it from the tree."

Xi Guxing made fun of him mercilessly: "Hahaha, he became much timid than before when he was infatuated."

Lou Bugui whispered: "I was timid before the National Day. Once I encountered a fire and cried with a scare."

As the three of them were talking, Wen Liubing walked slowly from the thousand-layer stone steps of Liren Peak holding the Lanting Sword in his hand, and slowly dripped downwards.

He walked forward, his sword tip drooped and nodded, saying, "Master, the demons at the foot of the mountain have been cleaned up, and no missed."

Su Xiyan looked at the blood on his body, sighed softly, and said, "Sanshui, you have been killing for three days, but I don't know how many of the missing demons are still hiding in the dark."

Wen Liubing looked up in confusion: "But there is no breath of other demon cultivators or demon cultivators on Liren Peak."

Su Xiyan just sighed: "You underestimate the attraction of the artifact."

There are hundreds of kinds of pain in the world, and having a magical weapon can have the opportunity to change one's destiny and escape from reincarnation. Even if it's just a rumor, countless people can do whatever they want to do for a magical weapon.

Su Xiyan turned around and walked to the Realm Spirit Monument, raised his slender five fingers and tapped the Spirit Monument. A dense red letter suddenly appeared on the stone moss-covered stone tablet, and quickly climbed into his body along Su Xiyan's fingers.

He closed his eyes lightly and put the inscription into the spiritual veins in his body bit by bit. A shocking and ferocious roar suddenly came from the deadly surroundings.

After a while, Su Xiyan pressed her palm on the Realm Spirit Monument, and her spiritual power was retracted. A very complicated formation flashed and disappeared invisible on the huge stone monument.

As the text on the World Spirit Monument reappeared, a spiritual power that looked like spring breeze slowly formed a dark blue barrier, offsetting the originally broken barrier to completely replace it.

Outside the barrier, countless evil ghosts were torn apart by the spiritual power on the realm spirit monument, turning into ashes and dissipating in the air.

Wen Liubing was a little stunned.

Those things that were crushed and ashes... were the ghost cultivators who hid in Liren Peak these days?

So many?

Su Xiyan cleaned her breath, slowly opened her eyes, and took her hands back.

Xi Guxing was waiting patiently, and when he saw him stop, he said, "Senior Sister, how many days can you stay?"

Su Xiyan shook her head: "I will not leave again in a short time when I come back this time. The Liren Peak spiritual vein is unstable, and more people will come to break the formation in the future. If I leave for too long, the barrier will probably be easily broken."

Xi Guxing finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt that Li Renfeng could finally have a more reliable person.

He was about to discuss the important matters of Li Renfeng with Su Xiyan, and asked him to help him get an idea, but when he saw Su Xiyan clothed the formation, he turned around and was about to leave.

Xi Guxing hurriedly called him: "Senior Sister? Where are you going?"

Su Xiyan said: "Look for Eleven to play."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Before he could stop him, Su Xiyan and Wen Liubing quickly left.

Lou Bugui said "ah" and said slowly: "Senior Sister has finally repaired the World Spirit Monument."

Xi Guxing: "..."

When he was in Jiangju, Shen Gurong was lying on the window frame to pay tribute to his broken boy's heart. He accidentally glanced at him and saw Mu Zhe walking towards the side courtyard with Shu in his arms.

Since Shen Gurong became a child, Xi Guxing, Lou Bugui hugged him, Wen Liubing hugged him in a rebellious manner. Now a second senior sister can pick him up effortlessly. Almost everyone is pressing Shen Gurong's self-esteem and shame on the ground.

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that Mu Zhe never hugged him.

——Because I can’t hold it.

Shen Gurong hurriedly shouted at Mu Zhui: "Mu Zhui."

The footsteps outside stopped, and after a while, Mu Zhe opened the door of Fan Jiangju and saluted Shen Gurong at the door.

"Master."

Shen Gurong waved to him without any shame in front of him, and shouted in his little breasts, "Do you have any candy today?"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zhe sighed silently in his heart, stepped forward and tiptoed through the window frame.

A tree of frosting wrapped in colorful oil paper lies in the palm of his palm.

Chen Gurong was about to reach out and pick it up, but soon he seemed to have reacted and asked in confusion: "Why don't you come in?"

Mu Zhe lowered his eyes slightly and said softly: "The eldest brother said that Master wants to rest and we will not let us bother Master without authorization."

Chen Gurong tilted his head and was stunned. Only then did he know why he hadn't seen his two young disciples in the past few days. It turned out that Wen Liubing was competing for favor and refused to let them come.

"Don't worry about him." Chen Gurong did not take the candy, but stretched his soft fingertips and gently lit up Mu Zhe's palm, and said with his head tilted, "As long as you want to come, you can come to find me at any time."

Mu Zhe was stabbed by him and his whole body was stiff.

Chen Gurong said: "Come in."

Mu Zhe's heart trembled, he responded vaguely, and entered the room with candy.

As soon as he entered the door, Mu Ze saw his little master wearing a scorching red dress, sitting lazily on the soft couch and looking out the window frame. He was not wearing any shoes, his little feet were shrouded in the hem of his clothes, shaking them from time to time.

If he hadn't known that this person was his master, Mu Zui would have regarded him as a real child.

Chen Gurong supported his head with one hand and reached out to him for candy.

Mu Zhe always habitually lowered his head in front of him. As soon as he handed the candy over, he suddenly felt a warm little hand holding his five fingers.

Mu Ze instinctively wanted to retract his hand, but was pulled hard by Chen Gu Rong. Because of the force of his pulling, Chen Gu Rong's small body was pulled forward by him, and almost fell off the soft couch. Mu Ze was busy holding it firmly.

After Chen Gurong sat down, he pinched Mu Zhe's five fingers and asked him: "Why do you always lower your head?"

Mu Zhe's whole body was stiff and he was speechless.

Chen Gurong had no choice but to jump off the soft couch, squatted with his knees, and looked up slightly at him.

"Hmm? Why don't you talk?"

Mu Ze's voice seemed to have been stolen. He tried to speak for a long time but didn't say a word. Because he was anxious, he felt a little sweat on his forehead.

Because of the angle he could instinctively lower his head, his gaze just hit Shen Gurong's confusing light-colored eyes.
To be continued...
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