There was a dead silence all around.

Su Hansheng swallowed his saliva, and said boldly: "Senior brother......

This "senior brother" seemed to have broken some kind of invisible barrier, Xu Nanyu finally came back to his soul, gasped suddenly, and his tall figure fell back uncontrollably.

"Not north!"

Zhuang Lingxiu quickly grabbed him, so that he didn't let the back of his head hit the ground and opened the scoop directly.

Su Hansheng's few words of nonsense were like a fierce attack, Xu Nanzhi had experienced many desperate situations of life and death for many years, but he had never been so hit so hard as at this moment.

…… It looks like they're dying.

Shu Hansheng was startled, and hurriedly ran over: "Senior brother! Senior brother, what's wrong with you, senior brother?! ”

Yuan Qian and Wu Baili looked at each other.

What else, I'm angry with you.

Xu Nanzhi was supported by Zhuang Lingxiu, and said angrily: "Cold, you...... What did you just say? Again, tell me again. ”

Where did he dare to repeat the cold sound, but he didn't have the courage to deny it, so he could only look away with a weak heart.

Xu Nanyu probably didn't want to believe it, and his lips trembled and clasped Zhuang Lingxiu's arm: "Wasn't it a dream just now, it's a dream, right?" ”

Zhuang Lingxiu: "Uh......"

Xu Nanyu was directly stunned on the spot, and then suddenly burst out and roared: "Cold, cold, sound——! ”

Seeing that the matter had been revealed, it was useless to hide it, so he bent and stretched, and knelt on the ground with a pop, holding his neck in a posture of letting it be disposed of.

"Senior brother, calm your anger."

Xu Nanyu was really going to faint with anger at this time, and he was going to beat the child when he rushed over directly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhuang Lingxiu hugged Xu Nanzhi's waist from behind: "Hey, calm down!" You listen to your child's words. ”

Xu Nanzhi was buckled by his waist and couldn't move forward, so he jumped up with his feet in anger, grabbed and kicked with his hands and feet, without the slightest of the steady temperament of a monk's power, and even his voice was broken.

"I listen to your uncle! - Who is the World-Honored One?! Did I tell you not to ...... What for?! You let go of me! ”

Zhuang Lingxiu almost received an elbow on his face, and said helplessly: "It's useless for you to beat him - Xiao Xiao, get up first, this is a big deal, I'll talk to Senior Brother Zhuang about the details later." ”

Xu Nan: "Zhuang Lingxiu! ”

A few people were making noise, and a chill suddenly hit the door.

Everyone looked at the situation, and saw Ying Jianhua standing at the door, frowning, and said disgustedly: "What are you doing?" ”

Su Hansheng's face was as white as paper.

It's over, it's over, if this is known by Ying Jianhua, he can't be hung up and smoked.

Ying Jianhua looked like he had come to Xingshi to ask about the guilt, and at a casual glance, he saw Su Hansheng kneeling there, his brows furrowed: "This is finally knowing that I was wrong, kneeling down and admitting my mistake first?" ”

Su Hansheng's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

Xu Nanyu roared, and his voice became hoarse.

He coldly brushed Zhuang Lingxiu away, and bowed his chin: "Senior brother." ”

In recent years, Xu Nanzhi has been very obedient, he didn't cause much trouble to the senior brother, and he was praised, and he should see that his face looked a little better: "Early in the morning, what are you doing?" ”

Su Hansheng sat on his knees and closed his eyes almost to himself, ready to meet the storm.

Xu Nan glared at Su Hansheng hatefully, and then said: "It's nothing, didn't Senior Brother say that even if he cultivates for another eight hundred years, he won't be able to get married, I'm training him." ”

Shu Hansheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked up at Xu Nanzhi.

Xu Nanzhi scolded Su Hansheng so much that he knelt on the ground and his little face turned pale, and the Ying Jian painting, who came to ask for the guilt, was not good to make matters worse, and glanced at Shu Hansheng.

Su Hansheng was probably really frightened, his eyes were red, and his lips were white.

"Almost." Ying Jianhua couldn't hold back, and whispered to Xu Nan, "He has a special physique, and Jiedan is already blessed by the spirit of the master in the sky, don't expect too much." Just count a few words, why did you really let him kneel? ”

Xu Nan's face turned green.

How did this become his, didn't it?

But at this point, he could only pinch his nose and admit: "Yes." ”

Ying Jianhua raised his hand and showed a movement, and said: "Don't kneel, the painting boat will go to the school palace later, stay and don't run around." ”

Xu Nan took the head.

Su Han said yes.

You should see the painting go away.

Xu Nan lucked his luck and saved himself from being angry, and turned to look at Su Hansheng coldly.

Zhuang Lingxiu had already helped up the cold sound of his legs, and was giving the frightened Lantern Festival a hair.

Su Hansheng was shocked, and glanced at Xu Nanzhi timidly.

Xu Nan glared at him fiercely.

But Su Hansheng didn't feel scared anymore, ran a few steps forward, and threw himself into Xu Nanzhi's arms, aggrieved.

"Senior Brother......

Xu Nan pushed him away violently: "Don't call me senior brother, how can I be qualified to be the senior brother of the young monarch?!" ”

The cold sound sticks to it persistently, and he doesn't let go of life or death.

Xu Nan refused twice, and finally probably couldn't stand the stickiness, so he reached out to hug him angrily, and rubbed the back of his head roughly: "Where do you say you got the guts?" What kind of person is the World-Honored One, even the Master is courteous, you ......"

Su Hansheng said skillfully: "I was wrong. ”

Xu Nan: "......"

No matter how many numbers fell, they were all blocked back by this fluttering sentence, which choked Xu Nan very lightly.

Yuan Qian solved this crisis when he saw that he was cold, and he was amazed, and he didn't get in the way here, and dragged Wu Baili away.

Zhuang Lingxiu is not a big deal to see the excitement, seeing that Xu Nanzhi is crazy but still instinctively covers up the cold voice, he knows that this matter is over, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, is the matter between you and the World Venerable really done?" ”

Su Hansheng glanced at Xu Nanzhi hesitantly.

Xu Nanyu said impatiently: "Shizun left Yingxu Sect before dawn, if he really treats you...... There was ......"

Love......

Senior Brother Xu can't even say these two words!

“…… How could it be possible not to bring you along with me? Xu Nanyu barely had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and said indifferently, "Tell me honestly, are you unilaterally rebellious and misinterpret the world's good treatment of juniors?" ”

Su Hansheng whispered: "He said that Zou Zhi was in a hurry to find him." ”

Xu Nanzhi blew up again: "He? Zou Zhi? Su Hansheng, your rules have been eaten by you, is this what you can call as a junior?! ”

Zhuang Lingxiu hurriedly pressed Xu Nan's shoulder and gave him a smooth breath: "Why are you angry again, can't you wait for Xiao Xiao to finish speaking-Xiao Xiao, don't be afraid, I'll press your senior brother for you, and say boldly." ”

Su Hansheng was damaged by evil thoughts, and even dared to tell Yuan Qian about such a rebellious thing, not to mention that it had been revealed at this time, so naturally he dared to say it.

"I didn't misinterpret it." Su Hansheng took half a step back, afraid that Xu Nanzhi would bite him, and said tentatively, "I showed him my hobby many times three years ago, but he rejected ......"

Hearing this "show of love", Xu Nanzhi almost pulled it again.

Su Hansheng took a step back: "But I am the queen of the crown, Chongjue...... Ahhh I call uncle! Senior brother, don't faint! - Uncle figured it out, and he made a private agreement with me last night for life, and after a while, he will be compatible. ”

Xu Nanyu is really angry this time.

Just now, he could almost get angry just by hearing the words of the tiger and wolf in the sound of the cold voice, and now he was unprepared to hear the sound of the cold voice doing so many shocking things behind his back, and he almost vomited

Ghost, go see the master.

Zhuang Lingxiu held the dying Xu Nanlian, and his eyes were almost shining: "Really?!" Didn't you two go for eight years ago? ”

Su Hansheng didn't know why Chongjue suddenly relented, and said tentatively: "Maybe I'm ...... Am I looking better? ”

Zhuang Lingxiu: "......"

It's really good-looking, but is the World Venerable so superficial that he judges people by their appearance?

Xu Nanzhi couldn't do it anymore, and he was helped by Zhuang Lingxiu to sit paralyzed on the chair next to him with his dying breath, and finally came to his senses after drinking a few glasses of water.

He looked at the cold sound of standing next to him pouring tea, his lips opened and closed for a long time, and finally said weakly: "You will anger me to death sooner or later." ”

Mount Meru Shizun, that is the man who was enshrined on the altar by everyone in the Three Realms......

No, he can't be called a god at all, but like a Buddha statue standing in the clouds, which at first glance feels blasphemous.

It's good to have a cold voice, and it's good to show love, and it's a lot of time......

Xu Nan had a splitting headache, not only angry, but also faintly worried about the cold sound.

If Ying Jianhua knew this, he wouldn't overturn Ying Xuzong?

Xu Nanzhi looked at Su Hansheng indescribably.

Su Hansheng was squatting beside him, carefully holding his senior brother's hand and putting it on his head, looking extremely good at admitting his mistakes, seeing Xu Nan's lowered eyes, he seized the opportunity to flatter and smile.

The smile is deadly.

Xu Nanzhi completely lost his temper, and helplessly touched his soft hair along his posture.

Forget it, we'll talk about that later.

There was no danger, and Su Hansheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after coaxing his senior brother, he ran to find Yuan Qian Wubaili to play.

From Yingxu Sect to Wendao Palace, the general route will pass through the Tower of Babel.

Halfway through, I vaguely saw the huge tower that reached the sky dozens of miles away, and the black pressure was extremely oppressive.

But when you get a little closer, you can see that the normally immobile Tower of Babel is tilting slightly, as if it is shaking with the shaking of the ground.

When passing through the Tower of Babel, Su Hansheng was playing mahjong with Yuan Qian Wu Baili, and just touched a card with his hand, and before he saw what it was, he saw a strange flame suddenly burst out between his fingers, and the mahjong was burned black.

Su Hansheng was frightened and quickly shook his hand.

Yuan Qian couldn't care about playing anymore, so he got up and said, "What's wrong with the good guy?!" ”

When Su Hansheng first entered the Wendao Palace three years ago, the "tarsus" attack almost burned Luowuzhai, and the two thought that he was poisonous again, so they were about to run out to call Xu Nanzhi or Ying Jianhua.

Su Han said in a cold voice: "Slow down - I'm fine." ”

Wu Baili frowned and looked back: "It's all on fire, it's okay?" ”

"I'm on fire a lot, and it's fine."

Su Hansheng shook his hand casually, his meridians were boiling, but he didn't feel much discomfort.

After appeasing Yuan Qian and Wu Baili, he was about to continue playing cards when he vaguely heard someone talking.

"What?"

Yuan Qian was still worried about his "fire", and wondered: "What? ”

Shu Hansheng was stunned: "You didn't speak?" ”

Yuan Qian and Wu Baili shook their heads at the same time.

No one said a word.

Su Hansheng frowned slightly, as if sensing something, and got up to open the carved window next to him.

The sun hadn't yet set, but it was already pitch black outside.

However, if you look closely, you can see that it is not dark, but that the painting boat is in the shadow of the Tower of Babel.

Su Hansheng looked at the giant tower of Tongtian in the distance, and there was an illusion that the tower was calling him.

No, to be precise, it was to call the phoenix bone in his body.

Su Hansheng stared blankly, his hand pressed the window lattice for a long time, and his body unconsciously wanted to lean forward.

Suddenly, Wu Baili pressed Su Hansheng's shoulder.

The cold sound was like waking up from a dream, and he turned his head in a daze: "Huh? What? ”

Wu Baili frowned and looked at the appearance of Su Hansheng, and always felt that something was wrong, so he pushed him away with a slight backhand and closed the window hard.

"There's nothing to see, I'll be in the school palace later."

The feeling in Su Hansheng's heart had quietly dissipated, and he said "oh" and turned back to continue playing mahjong.

It's just that he was inexplicably uneasy, always wondering if Chongjue was in a hurry to go back because of an accident at Babel Tower.

When you get to the school palace, you have to find time to ask.

Soon after sunset, the Wendao School Palace arrived.

Ying Daojun's name is very useful, and the painting boat is directly parked at the entrance of the school palace.

Su Hansheng looked left and right, and found that Xu Nanzhi was discussing something important with Ying Jianhua not far away, and he didn't care about him for the time being, and immediately walked like a fly, jumped down directly from the painting boat against the wind, and ran away without a trace.

Su Hansheng had already asked Yuan Qian to help him take him back to Wuzhai, and he ran directly to the Houshan Buddha Hall skillfully.

It's dark.

The cold sound rushed up the steps by the moonlight.

It was pitch black in the Buddhist hall, and before the cold sound was close, he saw the flames suddenly light up, as if Chongjue noticed that he had arrived.

Knowing that he hadn't seen him for a day, he felt that it was longer than the three years of retreat, and he ran forward happily and pushed open the door of the Buddhist hall.

Chongjue really sat by the small desk and lit candles.

The wind brought by the door to the left and right instantly blew out the flame that had just been lit the size of a bean, and the huge Buddha Hall fell into darkness again.

Chongjue is already in the Mahayana period, and he can see things in the dark, and the lighting of the lamp is purely due to the sound of the cold.

Su Hansheng ran straight away, his eyebrows were full of joy, and he rushed directly in the direction that he saw just now.

"Chongjue ——!"

With a "poof", Su Hansheng sat down in Chongjue's arms, hooked his neck with both hands, and kissed him directly without shame.

Chongjue stiffened, and subconsciously turned his face away, about to push him away.

"Xiao Xiao ......"

Su Hansheng frowned, and unhappily directly pressed the back of Chongjue's head with both hands, using his strength to prevent him from retreating, and he was still muttering in his heart.

It's hard to go any further, why did you start to shrink back again?

If it weren't for their stubbornness, not afraid of rejection and pain, the two of them would have broken up a long time ago.

Buddha cultivation is really grinding, he still has to take the initiative.

Seeing that Chongjue still wanted to resist any longer, Su Hansheng directly skillfully hooked the tip of his tongue, which was so jerky that he didn't know where to put it, and bit it hard, warning him that if he retreated again, he would eat people.

Chongjue's whole body tightened.

In the evening, the candles in the Buddha hall were rekindled.

With the sound of a tea cup falling to the ground, someone quietly gasped.

Chongjue finally couldn't help it, and suddenly stretched out his broad hand to press Su Hansheng's head, and pressed the person down hard, pressing it into his arms.

Shu Hansheng finally sensed that something was wrong, his lips were red, and he timidly glanced out from the hem of Chongjue's layered clothes.

- Zou Zhizheng maintained the posture of holding the tea cup, the whole person was stunned, with a strange appearance on his face, and he almost forgot to disguise his lifelessness.

The teacup fell to the ground, and the freshly boiled hot tea had been spilled all over the floor.

Chongjue turned his head unnaturally and coughed lightly.

Su Hansheng: "............"

Person...... Can it really be so unlucky? ：，m..，.