The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

chapter 63: Clatter

There was no movement from Yujian for a long time.

Shen Liu raised his brows: "Don't keep silent, I know you can hear me."

The jade slips flickered, and a low and pleasant voice floated out in a few moments, comforting: "Master is not happy, he will punish him, punish him at will, and the disciple dare not fight back."

Zhou Xuanlan had a strange expression beside the bed, his thin lips parted slightly, but he hesitated.

Shen Liuxiang narrowed his eyes, glanced at the faint red mist that appeared around him, and pouted a little: "The blood moon protects him, it won't hurt."

If he can move, he doesn't need to hold Yujian and shout.

Zhou Xuanlan: "Master is looking for a place where the moonlight can't shine."

Shen Liuxiang suddenly understood, and there was a little smile in his eyes, "Will you sell your avatar like this?"

"The avatar is at the disposal of the master, I am not here, I don't know, the master should not be angry with me."

The voice from the jade slip filled the room, Zhou Xuanlan frowned, and stared at the jade slip with his black eyes back as before.

Shen Liuxiang nodded in satisfaction, put away the jade slip, picked up the clothes and put them on, gathered up the waist-length blue silk, and said coldly, "Follow me."

Zhou Xuanlan lowered her eyes and heard the coldness in her words, she was stunned and wronged.

......not him.

The outside world was shrouded in blood moon, Shen Liuxiang pushed open the door, searched for a long time in the house, but couldn't find a suitable place.

Zhou Xuanlan followed behind him without saying a word.

Shen Liuxiang turned his head and asked the client to find the place to be punished.

Zhou Xuanlan: "Master is talking about a place where light cannot be seen."

Shen Liuxiang nodded.

He planned to lock his apprentice in a small dark room and beat him to relieve his anger.

Zhou Xuanlan changed direction and led the way: "There is a free cellar."

Shen Liuxiang stepped on the bluestone road, and the night wind swept past the ground swirled a few leaves, and with a "click" under his feet, he stepped on a branch.

He leaned over to pick it up, took it in his hand and turned it around.

It refers to a long, small, dead branch, the tip of which is forked, and it glows reddish in the moonlight.

Shen Liuxiang put his hand in his hair, took a step, and followed the person in front.

The cellar was empty, the skylight was closed, and there was no hand and no light inside.

Capturing the person with her breath, Zhou Xuanlan looked at the darkness in front of her eyes, and heard an indifferent voice, saying succinctly, "Is there any last words to explain."

Zhou Xuanlan was silent for a moment, then defended himself in a low voice, "After the disciple drinks, the consciousness that controls the clone falls into chaos. Usually, at this time, it will be handed over to... take over."

Shen Liuxiang: "Huh? What do you mean?"

"...It's nothing," Zhou Xuanlan opened her scarlet eyes, "If the master wants to punish, the disciple will take it."