The villain has a red gauze skirt [Transmigration Book]

Pa——a pair of blood-stained hands picked up the skirt of the Qiu curtain covering the edge of the carriage.A teenager almost got up from under the carriage, and he was the one who hit the carriage just now.

The young man stood up unsteadily with his back facing Qiu Muzhe, his thin body was covered with worn clothes, like a few pieces of rags hanging on a precarious bamboo pole.

In contrast, the blue-clothed boy standing opposite him was simply a freshly baked steamed bun on a white jade porcelain plate.

Seeing that the bamboo pole stood up straight, Mantou gritted his teeth as he walked towards him and said, "Not convinced? If not, I'll beat you with my fist!"

"Peak Master." The man driving the horse turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to save him?"

The man was wearing a black gauze hat, with a thin figure, Qiu Muzhe reckoned that he was his confidant Liu Ye.Before answering, the thin boy staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground exhausted.

He originally turned his back to Qiu Muzhe, but now he backed up a little, and just exposed his face in front of Qiu Muzhe's eyes.

Fuck!Qiu Muzhe only glanced at him, then looked away: How ugly!

Qiu Muzhe asked himself that he was not a superficial person who only looked at the appearance, but when he saw the boy's first impression, he couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart: How ugly!

The boy's entire face was already swollen, and the left half of his face was swollen with several big bumps, densely crowded together, and he was about to suffer from mass phobia.

The boy's nostrils were slightly upturned, his lips were as thick as sausages, and his eyes were almost invisible due to the swollen flesh around them.

"Peak Master, you... are you going?" Liu Ye originally thought that Qiu Muzhe was going to save someone, but now she saw him turn his face to the opposite direction from the boy, and raised his hand to cover his eyes Side, immediately change the question.

Qiu Muzhe said in his heart, brother, you are treating me like a witch!He seemed to see the shining angel halo on Liu Ye's head, and asked him, "Do you want to use a bottle of antidote? Do you want to use a bottle of poison | medicine?"

But if Qiu Muzhe really had the poison in his hand, he might have really spilled the poison with a shake of his hand the moment he saw the young man's face just now.

"Chu, stand still, and fight me again if you have the ability!" The boy in blue yelled.

Um?Surname Chu?Although Qiu Muzhe didn't remember this episode in the original novel, looking at the full text, the only person surnamed Chu who was alive was the male protagonist Chu Xingshen.

so……

WTF?Qiu Muzhe turned his head to the boy again in disbelief, brother, are you the hero?

No, the male protagonist looks like this?The one who looks like this is the male protagonist?

Is it just like this, or is it always like this?If they were beaten like this, wouldn't those young cultivators be too ruthless?If it was like this, wouldn't this world be too hopeless?

While Qiu Muzhe was still thinking wildly, the boy in blue had already swung his fist towards Chu Xingchen.

In the next second, Qiu Muzhe's hand stopped the blue-clothed boy in mid-air.

"You!" The blue-clothed boy's fists were tightly wrapped by Qiu Muzhe, he couldn't enter if he wanted to, and he couldn't retreat if he wanted to. He was ashamed and angry, "Which onion are you? Stop meddling in other people's business!"

Qiu Muzhe has already become numb to this kind of villain-specific lines, please use your brains to think of some more innovative lines in the future, please?

For example, it doesn't matter which garlic you are, or which pot of succulent you are.

"It's almost enough." As soon as he opened his mouth, Qiu Muzhe found that his voice had become indistinguishable. He pushed forward lightly, and then let go of his hand.

The boy in blue was pushed staggeringly, and said angrily: "I see that your excellency is extraordinary, and you must also be a cultivator. This brat speaks disrespectfully to us cultivators and looks down on us cultivators. Of course I have to give him some strength." !"

Qiu Muzhe thought to himself, you kid is very good at talking, you keep saying "we are cultivators", and successfully escalated personal conflicts to group conflicts, and you want to drag me into the water to arouse my sympathy?

But Qiu Muzhe was unmoved, and only said: "If you teach him this way, it will only make him look down on you even more."

Chu Xing sneered sneeringly, but because of the incomplete hardware facilities, he didn't succeed in this smile. Instead, a few drops of bloodshot saliva exploded from his thick lips.

Qiu Muzhe hurriedly used the car curtain to block it.

"........."

"Little friend." Qiu Mu covered his cuffs and said calmly to the blue-clothed boy, "Although I don't know which sect you belong to, many immortal families headed by the Misty Mountain sect all respect benevolence and courtesy. Be kind to others, help those in need, are you doing what your immortal teachers taught you? If you have a problem with him, you can just compete with him in an upright manner, why be aggressive? Of course, if I tell you these things, you will Can't understand……"

"Who said I don't understand!" The aggressive method really worked, and the blue-clothed boy immediately defended, "Of course I know what you said!"

"Oh?" Qiu Muzhe looked at him intently, "Then what are you doing now?"

The blue-clothed boy had nothing to say, his face turned blue and white, he looked at Qiu Muzhe and glared at Chu Xingchen, and finally raised his hand: "Let's go!"

He turned around and left first, and a group of small followers followed immediately.

Goodbye, young master, Qiu Muzhe waved a small handkerchief in his heart, I am also doing it for your own good, this coward who is being kicked and kicked by you now, but the supreme being in the cultivation world who dominates both immortals and demons in the future, you should be as little cannon fodder as possible! He has a sense of presence in front of him, so that there will be no ashes left in the future.

After cleansing the ears, Qiu Muzhe waved to Liu Ye and said, "Let's go."

Looking at the current situation, it is definitely the plot before the hero has not entered the Qiuming Palace. It is not mentioned in the original work. Qiu Muzhe is not sure how to go when he is not sure. The sooner he stays away from the hero, the better. .

The carriage didn't go far, and Liu Ye said outside: "Peak Master, that kid is following us!"

Qiu Muzhe poked his head out of the car and saw that Chu Xingshen was indeed running behind him ten meters away!After stumbling and chasing for a while, he suddenly fell.

"..." The face is already like this, if it is broken again, then it will be...

No, no, Qiu Muzhe immediately reflected, this guy is the male lead, male lead, what the hell is he doing!But now he is a real person in front of him, and he is still a child who can't beat a fart, so his thoughts of pity are also subconscious.

"parking."

The carriage stopped, and Chu Xingshen also stopped, only looking at them motionlessly.

Qiu Mu covered the carriage, and as soon as he took a step, he stepped on the hem of his skirt and almost fell, but fortunately he managed to stabilize his noble and glamorous image in time.

Why is this girl's skirt so long?There are also a lot of messy ribbons, a knot here, a flower there, can't it be made into a bedcloth!You can put it on if you want, and take it off if you want, it's so convenient and quick!

"Peak Master!" Liu Ye jumped out of the carriage and reached out to help Qiu Muzhe.

"No, no, no." Qiu Muzhe waved his hand, "Go back to the car and wait, I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Yes."

Qiu Muzhe walked in front of Chu Xingchen, and the young man took a step back.

At that time, Chu Xingchen was about twelve or thirteen years old, thin and small, and his height was only as tall as Qiu Mu's chest.

"What are you doing with me?"

Chu Xing did not answer.

"Don't follow, go back." Even though he said that, Qiu Muzhe knew that Chu Xingshen had no relatives or reason, and had no home to return to.

Chu Xingshen still didn't answer.

It was Chu Xingshen's character to be able to say one sentence but never two, and to be able to say nothing but never a word.If you see such a character while reading a book, you may think that this person is cold and cool, but when you meet such a person in reality, you may just want to smack him on the head with the sole of your shoe.Moreover, Qiu Muzhe seriously suspected that the author of "Supreme" made such a character design because——who is the most frequent character in the book?hero!If the male protagonist doesn't like to talk, how many brain cells will be spent, and how many troubles will be saved!

If you don't speak, you can only look at his expression, but now that Chu Xing's face is so swollen, he can't even smile, and it's even more impossible to see any subtle expressions on his face, such as "forbearance and gratitude". .

Brother, you should say something!

Don't say it, right?OK, then I have to... go.

As soon as Qiu Muzhe turned around, he was grabbed by a force that was neither light nor heavy.Looking back, it turned out that Chu Xingshen reached out and grabbed the red tassel on his sword.

"Want?" He was able to see the expectation from Chu Xingshen's peas-like eyes, and Qiu Muzhe also admired himself.

Chu Xingshen hesitated for a moment, then nodded, his eyes still fixed on the sword.

Qiu Muzhe looked at him condescendingly, and said with a half-smile, "If you want it, you can get it yourself."

Chu Xingshen's small eyes widened suddenly, surprised and confused.

"What you want, you can get it with your own hands, whether it's dignity, power or status."

【Ding Dong!Villain image complexity +50, personality depth +50, please make persistent efforts]

Installing a B can make progress so quickly?The mound curtain covered the sky.But his face remained calm, and he silently turned and walked towards the carriage.

Chu Xing stared blankly at Qiu Muzhe's back, unable to look away no matter what, a faint blush crept up his ears.

The red color gradually moved away, and with the sword, it turned into a dazzling red light in the field of vision, splitting the gray-white world.

"Go get it yourself?" Chu Xingchen muttered to himself, clenched his fists.