Chapter 230

The person who spoke was a very thin young man, with a little smell of sharp-beaked monkey gills, and as soon as he said this, those who had never heard of Su Xiaoxiao suddenly became interested and came up one by one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't sell it, talk about it!"

"That's it, isn't that little girl lonely, I have the means!"

Everyone geared up one by one, as if they had encountered an unprecedented good show.

"She, it's like this!" Seeing that these people's appetites had been lifted, this disciple of the Deadly Mountain Villa immediately rolled up his sleeves and slapped his hand on the table, "She, it's that little dog......"

As soon as Cai Ming said the word puppy, he heard the door being kicked open with a clang, and he was startled, and the words that followed were retracted into his stomach.

Everyone was also shocked, and turned their faces to see who had disturbed their interest in enjoying the gossip.

But when they saw the people standing at the door, they all stopped talking like wilted turnips.

And standing at the gate was Sima Chengzhen.

At this time, Sima Chengzhen's face was not as modest and gentle as in the morning, but it was an angry face, he looked at this group of people, and his eyes were like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

"Say, keep talking!"

There was silence in the room.

After a long time, Sima Chengzhen's face was gloomy, "That person is right, the Death Villa is full of a group of hypocrites, all a bunch of shameless people!"

Cai Ming looked embarrassed, and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, we were wrong, you have a lot, don't tell the master......"

This Caiming didn't want to speak, but when he thought of the power of this Sima Chengzhen, he had to admit his mistake.

If this let the master know, then he really has to go to the Water Curtain Cliff to temper it. As soon as he thought of the Water Curtain Cliff, Cai Ming couldn't help but shudder, and completely rented the sealed gourd without saying a word.

Sima Chengzhen didn't speak again, snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves away, and left the room and everyone looked at each other one by one.

After a long time, someone became bold and asked in a low voice, "Cai Ming, is Su Xiaoxiao a puppy?"

Cai Ming glared at him angrily, "Go and go, your mother is a puppy!"

At night, in Sima Chengzhen's room, a melodious and clear piano sound was echoing, and Zhuang Xinyan sat quietly on a small stool next to her.

Buzzing.......

Sima Chengzhen pressed the strings with both hands, ended the piano song, and sighed, "The sound of the piano matches the beauty, but it's a pity, the Deadly Villa is really a group of hypocrites." ”

Hearing Sima Chengzhen's words, Zhuang Xinyan chuckled in her heart, suddenly became confused, lowered her head uneasily, and whispered: "Sima Gongzi, I think he must not mean it, please don't blame him......"

Zhuang Xinyan didn't know where the courage came from, and she was still a little scared after saying this.

Sima Chengzhen's hands moved slightly, and the sound of the piano sounded again.

The piano music lingers, euphemistic songs, and there seem to be countless indescribable melancholy hidden in it, and even Zhuang Xinyan next to her can't help but feel sad when she hears it.

"How could I, besides, I can't, what he said is not wrong at all......"

Sima Chengzhen muttered to himself, but his fingers flicked quickly on the strings.

The beautiful and poignant notes are like a surging river rushing out, and the whole rendered innocence is dim.

Suddenly, there was a clang, and the strings snapped.

A shrill trilling sound rang out in the room.

"Who is he, I want to meet him. Sima Chengzhen raised his head, his eyes were indescribably dim, compared with Sima Chengzhen, who was calm and relaxed during the day, he was like two people.

"His name is Wan Tingjun. ”

At this time, Wan Tingjun was sitting in his small stone house of cultivation, feeling the coolness outside the window, and his fluctuating heart finally calmed down.

It wasn't until tonight that he figured out where the aura had gone.

It was the Qingxiao Shield, and every time he meditated and cultivated, the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by him would be sucked away by the Qingxiao Shield.

He could feel that the Blue Sky Shield was changing, and this was what he wanted to see.

fought with Ding Jianyun that day, although in the end he used the Qingxiao Shield to kill Ding Jianyun.

But he knew that the lethality of Qingxiao Shield had reached its limit, if Ding Jianyun was a little stronger that day, or if he gave up in despair not so early, I am afraid that it would not be Ding Jianyun who would die, but him.

A shield is a shield after all.

Now that he has improved the power of the Qingxiao Shield, Wan Tingjun has worked harder, racing against time to make use of all the time.

Early the next morning, Wan Tingjun went to his small kitchen to prepare breakfast as usual, he was not like other disciples.

In order to pursue the path of cultivation, he forcibly did not eat or sleep during the period when he did not reach the state of not eating or sleeping at all.

This not only harms the body but also seriously affects the mind, and Wan Tingjun naturally will not do this.

A simple breakfast was prepared, and the man ate around the small stone table as usual.

As soon as he finished eating, Wan Tingjun didn't have time to clean up, when he saw two people coming from afar.

At that moment, Wan Tingjun looked at it and recognized the person, walking in front of Sima Chengzhen of the Deadly Villa, behind Sima Chengzhen, followed by Zhuang Xinyan who was holding the guqin.

Seeing this girl, Wan Tingjun's heart fluctuated for no reason.

He didn't mean to greet the guests, but walked over to the stone table and sat down, waiting for them to approach.

After a while, Sima Chengzhen walked to the stone table, saluted very respectfully, and then sat down.

Wan Tingjun didn't feel anything about Sima Chengzhen's arrival, after all, this person gave him a bad impression.

Especially when he is in the company of those hypocrites, the so-called those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, although this Sima Chengzhen's performance is impeccable, it can be said to be perfect.

But Wan Tingjun is not the kind of person who only looks at appearances and only relies on feelings, so he was a little indifferent to Sima Chengzhen's visit.

And Zhuang Xinyan has been sitting next to her since she came here, without saying a word, and she didn't even have the courage to look up at Wan Tingjun.

After the two sat down, Wan Tingjun didn't speak, just sat there quietly.

And Sima Chengzhen kept looking at Wan Tingjun, as if he wanted to see something from him.

For a moment, the scene was quiet and a little weird.

At this moment, the unwilling lonely puppy came out of the kitchen, holding a large wooden spoon with a pair of fluffy paws, and there was a trace of eight-treasure porridge in the spoon.

The little guy looked at Sima Chengzhen and Zhuang Xinyan very suspiciously, and muttered: "Why don't you bring me something delicious when you come, alas, Lord Wan lets me eat beans every day, and I will become beans." ”