Listen to Liaocheng casually, and anyone knows the name of the villain's nemesis Si Huaxian.

On weekdays, as soon as they saw the white figure holding a sword in his arms and swaggering as if he had contracted the entire street, the people who were forced and deceived would breathe a sigh of relief and shout as if they had witnessed the arrival of a god: "Si Xiangu help!"

Ordinary villains ran away when they heard this name, and the fool only made a move with the immortal cultivators! Don't you want to die?

However, Si Huaxian really doesn't look like an immortal cultivator.

She tied her long hair high, without hairpins, and her gestures were casual but murderous, and if she was given a machete, she would be able to steal business with the butcher on the corner in a minute.

It's just that today, her role of "seeing uneven roads and drawing knives to help" was snatched away by a man in white who looked weak and weak.

Si Huaxian stood in the crowd with his sword in his hand, tilting his head to look at the confrontation between the weak boy and the ruffian in the center of the circle.

The boy stretched out his long arms to protect a girl, and he was righteous and awe-inspiring, and the scoundrel on the opposite side scolded the sky with a face, and Si Huaxian frowned when he heard it.

And the boy still lowered his eyes, his face did not change, and it was clear that he did not want to meet this scoundrel. But it seems more like a helpless chicken, completely unable to resist.

I don't know if the boy was born handsome, or if he was set off by the scoundrel, Si Huaxian actually glanced at him a few more times.

In fact, the boy didn't feel shocked when he first opened his eyes, but he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Seeing that the scoundrel was singing all the way, almost sticking to the face of the childe, but the son just put his hands behind his back, did not say a word, and even kept retreating to try to avoid those foul words, but unfortunately there were too many people watching the excitement, and the son couldn't avoid it for a while, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

However, before he could break out, the enthusiastic monk Si Xiangu couldn't hold back her heart of helping others, and took the initiative to lend a helping hand.

The long sword in her arms burst out of the wind, reaching the scoundrel's neck, the silver light of the sword body flashed and flashed, and Si Huaxian walked out with the hilt of the sword in hand.

The scoundrel was a real scoundrel, gritted his teeth and glared, and rushed over with his bare hands.

Si Huaxian didn't expect this person to be so unafraid of death, so he hurriedly withdrew his sword to regain momentum, and the long sword hit a few turns of flowers, and the crowd consciously retreated to make way for an open space.

Si Huaxian stepped down a little, flew into the air, dodged the scoundrel's blow, and hit the scoundrel in the back with his backhand with the scabbard, and the scoundrel directly landed on the ground with his face, describing it as tragic. The crowd spontaneously burst into applause.

Si Huaxian put his sword into the sheath in a very chic manner, and his wide sleeves floated up with the movements, and he was upright.

The boy bowed slightly to Si Huaxian, Si Huaxian nodded slightly perfunctorily in return, and his every move seemed to be a chivalrous self-sustaining and high-minded, but in fact he was in a trance.

After the wonderful "Hero Saves Beauty", she just repeated it over and over again in her heart, so dangerous that she almost killed her......

After walking dozens of steps, the boy gently pressed his heart, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but look back at the white-clothed woman with a sword in the crowd.

Si Huaxian breathed a sigh of relief, and looked in the direction where the boy left, but where could he still be found on the long street, Si Huaxian smiled indifferently, passers-by, why bother.

"Ahh A scream erupted from the crowd.

The corners of Si Huaxian's raised mouth collapsed instantly, and she turned her head suddenly, the smile in her eyes faded, and her murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

What's going on here?

The woman who had just been rescued turned pale, she covered her mouth tightly with a handkerchief, but the screams still couldn't help but overflow from her handkerchief.

Si Huaxian lowered his head with her gaze, and the scoundrel who had just been knocked to the ground by her seemed to be a little wrong.

She walked over with her sword in her hand, and the crowd unconsciously dispersed around the scoundrel, and finally ran away.

Si Huaxian looked around and secretly said strangely, don't these people like to watch the excitement the most on weekdays? Listening to the screams, this is the first case in the world.

Secretly slandered, Si Huaxian still did not forget to frown and carefully look at the person who pounced on the ground.

The man was shrinking at a visible rate, his outfit getting wider and wider, and scales gradually appeared on the surface of his exposed skin.

Si Huaxian gasped and squatted down to look closer.

As soon as she lifted the rogue sleeve, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she was startled, and she looked up to meet the scoundrel's eyes.

Those eyes were an eerie blood-red.

Si Huaxian secretly screamed badly, and was about to get up and draw his sword, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and his body fell down directly.

The head is a little heavy...... Some couldn't breathe...... Hands, hands are tied......

Si Huaxian gradually woke up, she smelled a damp smell, the light was really a little dim, she could only see a vague back dangling not far away, and the sound of clanging filled her ears.

After blinking and adjusting to the light, Si Huaxian could barely make out that this was a tall cave full of stalagmites, and she herself was tied to a stalagmite that had risen from the ground.

The man over there had changed his outfit, with narrow sleeves and a tight coat, and a short knife hanging from his waist.

Dressed up like this, I still need to look down carefully, Si Huaxian muttered in his heart.

"Demons?" Si Huaxian muttered to himself.

As soon as the wind broke out, Si Huaxian turned her head slightly, and the afterimage of the long whip whistled past her cheeks, and she didn't know where the stone hit, only a jingle of rubble could be heard.

The man turned to Si Huaxian and walked over, and his voice was angry: "Be respectful to the master!"

Yes? Haha, respect? Demon master? Hahaha...... Si Huaxian's face was as cold as ice, and his heart twitched.

She is quite evil, and if someone else has fallen into the lair of demons, she has to be nervous and nervous no matter what she says, but she doesn't have too many mood swings, and she looks like a bastard who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Then why are you tying me up?" Si Huaxian asked with a pretended innocent look, and the demon rummaged through what he was doing without answering.

"Hey, why are you tying me up?" Si Huaxian's tone became a little silly again, and the demon still didn't answer.

Si Huaxian laughed silently, and snorted: "Speak, why do you want to tie me up?"

The sound of breaking wind came again, and as soon as Si Huaxian lowered her head, the long whip shattered the stalactites on the top of her head, and a small piece of stone fell into her hand.

Si Huaxian's face did not change, and his subordinates quietly cut the rope on their wrists with stone chips, and kept muttering in their mouths: "It won't be because our immortal cultivators beat you once when they see you, so you are venting your personal anger, right?"

The demon snorted coldly. Si Huaxian smiled, and as soon as his wrist was loosened, the rope fell to the ground silently.

Si Huaxian summoned his sword and stabbed at the demon's back, and the demon suddenly turned his head and looked at Si Huaxian incredulously.

Si Huaxian drew his sword neatly, wiped the blood stains on his hands, and said casually: "I heard that you have been recuperating for a long time, but your kung fu is still not home."

Si Huaxian turned around and left after the taunt, and the demon who had been hit by a sword suddenly jumped up with his mouth wide open.

"Hmm......" Si Huaxian's arm hurt, and when he looked down, the blood gradually soaked the placket of his clothes.

"Why can we only survive in secret!" The demon's voice was hoarse, "Why! ”

Si Huaxian pulled up the sleeve of the wound to prevent it from sticking to his body, and then turned his head sideways, his tone half serious and half ridiculous: "Probably based on the evil that is often talked about in the book."

"Hahaha......" The demon laughed maniacally for a while, he stared at Si Huaxian's distant back, his eyes were so hard that he protruded, he wanted to make good use of her cultivation, but it was a pity.

He looked down at his hands, one of which held an empty potion bottle, and the other hand was crisscrossed with blue potions and Si Huaxian's bright red blood.

But this gift will be enough for her in the future.

Si Huaxian went around the east and west for a day and a half before going down the mountain, damn it, is this demon a cat, not only ask three sentences and say that the tsundere is so proud that he will scratch people! It's just that, Si Huaxian muttered in his heart.

She gritted her teeth and went to the town, where the pharmacy tailor shopped a dragon, and after two hours she was still a good man.

In fact, the wound was not large or deep, and it was almost healed all the way back. After changing out of the blood-stained old clothes, Si Huaxian wandered around the street with a sword like no one else, and picked out some gadgets for the sisters in the door by the way.

Si Huaxian has done a lot of things to climb over the wall and go down the mountain to hang out on weekdays, and he is not in a hurry to return to the sect at this time, and when the sky is dark, he turned into the inn where he usually lives.

As soon as the shopkeeper at the door saw Si Huaxian, he flicked a towel and greeted him: "Miss Huaxian is still staying in the hotel?" Dishes to the store's signboard do not want coriander, green onion and ginger? ”

Si Huaxian nodded, and smiled a little embarrassedly, the second child in this shop must be because he has a good memory, it must not be because she has come a lot, she hasn't come much at all, well, that's all.

sat down casually in the lobby of the inn, Si Huaxian held the sword and closed his eyes to recuperate, the sound of the conversation at the adjacent table became louder and louder, almost quarrelling, and others would even have the urge to pull a fight when they heard it.

"I've seen with my own eyes that a big man shrinks and gets smaller and smaller, and eventually grows scales." Everyone at the table laughed, and the man who stood up was carrying the wine jar, so drunk that he couldn't stand still: "Really, just yesterday, on the longest long street in the town......"

"I'll tell you one," another person stood up with his friend's shoulder, stretched out a finger and pointed at the air, "Two days ago, the Hu butcher on the street corner quarreled with a person, and in the blink of an eye, a group of people appeared out of thin air, and the Hu butcher, who bragged all day long and was not afraid of ghosts, was so scared that he didn't want to stop the stall, hahaha......"

The shopkeeper took the food to Si Huaxian's table, looked at Si Huaxian's face like frost, and felt that she was probably noisy, so he couldn't help but apologize: "It's just a group of drunks who are talking nonsense in one place, the girl is not surprised."

Si Huaxian opened his eyes and smiled, took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube on the side, waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Where is the little second brother, I just don't listen."

The shopkeeper scratched his head, waited for Si Huaxian to finish eating, and then led her upstairs.

A good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, Si Huaxian returned to the sect unhurriedly.

"Si Huaxian, where's my incense powder?" Si Huaxian, who was surrounded by junior sisters, raised his head sharply and showed an extremely bright smile, "Oh, I'm sorry senior sister, I forgot." ”

Every time Si Huaxian goes to the street, she helps the fairy aunts to bring some delicate girl's gadgets to the same door, but senior sister Xiangyang has always loved to find trouble with Si Huaxian, and Si Huaxian is unwilling to run errands for her from the bottom of her heart, so what she wants is generally directly ignored by Si Huaxian.

Si Huaxian's smile was brilliant from the heart, but Xiangyang rolled his eyes and squinted at Si Huaxian: "I said senior sister, again and again, two and no more, you have been running down the street twice in the past three days, and you are not afraid of being seen by the master?"

After Si Huaxian finished distributing the things, he squeezed out of the crowd with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Lao is worried, I am careful, the master doesn't come often, how can I ......?"

As he was talking, the junior sister beside him pulled Si Huaxian's sleeve, Si Huaxian's expression froze, he took a slight breath, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and turned around with a smile: "How could you offend his old man?"

Si Huaxian looked like a cute and well-behaved disciple, and Zhuang Zhao looked at this group of protégés helplessly: "Gather the crowd to make a noise, what kind of system!"

As soon as he turned around, Si Huaxian, who was almost on Shizun's chest, took a step back slightly, Zhuang Zhao glared at her, Si Huaxian instantly became quiet, and said weakly: "Shizun is angry, and the disciple knows his mistake, so go to study."

Zhuang Zhao is a well-known gentle master, and he didn't move his liver today, and patiently instructed a few words, how did he come quietly, and how did he leave quietly.

Si Huaxian slowly exhaled a breath, Xiang Yang held back his laughter and held back his hard work, and couldn't help but laugh: "Yo, Si Huaxian, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, why is it cowardly now?"

Si Huaxian turned his eyes to look at her: "What is cowardice, this is called respecting the teacher."

"Oh? Is it? Xiang Yangsu put his hands in front of his mouth, and made a gesture to shout outward: "Master, Si Huaxian, she ......"

Si Huaxian hurriedly blocked her with both arms: "Senior sister, you have a deep relationship with the same family, and you have something to say."

Xiang Yang put down his hand proudly and said softly: "Okay, in this way, you go to the courtyard in the southwest corner and pick five flowers that are not available elsewhere in the sect, and today's matter will be over."

Si Huaxian looked at her a little blankly and repeated, "Southwest corner?"

Yard in the southwest corner...... The rumored door master and senior brother did not allow others to enter?

Si Huaxian gritted his teeth, such a remote place, it should be ...... No one will notice, right?

"Okay, I promise you," Si Huaxian turned around and left, "Go and go back." ”