The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

The cold pool water is bitingly cold.

The monk must circulate the spiritual energy all over his body at all times, and protect the body with spiritual power, so as to prevent the cold air from entering the body.

When Zhou Lang rushed to the cold pool, Mu Shan was closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, trying to resist the cold air in the water with all his heart.

The five senses of monks are several times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Mu Shan had sensed that someone was coming.

I thought it was just someone passing by, so I didn't care.

Until the other party stopped in front of the cold pool, knocking on the melon seeds.

Mu Shan had a bad premonition in his heart.

Opening his eyes, he saw the person he hated the most.

The guy crossed his legs, with a gloating face, sitting at a stone table by the shore, eating melon seeds.

Mu Shan's face immediately darkened.

He said angrily, "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Lang shook his head, a little innocent: "Isn't it obvious enough for me?"

He laughed again, with malicious intentions, "I'll come and see you for a good show."

Mu Shan's teeth itched with anger from that villain's triumphant appearance, and he almost forgot to adjust his breath, letting the cold air take advantage of the loophole.

He remembered his father's lecture that if he found him bullying Zhou Lang again, the punishment would be increased.

What's more, Eldest Senior Brother gave thousands of warnings yesterday, asking him not to be impulsive.

If you perform well within a month, you may be able to end the punishment of facing the wall early and participate in the Misty Valley Trial with them.

Mu Shan didn't want to cause trouble on the first day of punishment. After silently saying "I endure" a hundred times in his heart, he turned his back to Zhou Lang and continued to close his eyes and adjust his breath.

However, the other party did not let him go.

"Hey, little brother Mu Shan who is not afraid of heaven and earth in Tianji sect, you don't dare to look at me, do you?"

The voice moved from back to front, gradually approaching.

Mu Shan opened his eyes with disgust.

Just as he was about to turn around again, he saw the other party lying in front of him, throwing a watermelon into the water.

The watermelon fell into the water, and the water splashed Mu Shan's face.

Mu Shan was startled and angry: "What are you doing?"

"Are you blind? I'm freezing a watermelon." Zhou Lang said meanly, "You may not notice it when you're soaking in cold water, but the autumn tiger is quite powerful, and a watermelon is a good show."

Mu Shan: "..."

The watermelon is wrapped in a net, and a straw rope hangs above the watermelon.

The other end of the rope was wrapped around Zhou Lang's fair wrist. The straw rope was rough, and the skin of the boy lining it was more delicate and smooth.

The place where the straw rope was entangled was even faintly red.

Mu Shan snorted, "A weak chicken is a weak chicken."

Zhou Lang raised his eyelids and looked at Mu Shan.

Mu Shan had long forgotten the word 'forbearance' in his mind just now, and said with disdain: "You look younger than the most delicate female cultivator in the sect, without the protection of Senior Brother Su, you probably don't know how you died. Sooner or later, Senior Brother has had enough of you, and I will see how you survive!"

Zhou Lang was not angry.

Like looking at the goods, he carefully examined Mu Shan.

This person was the same age as him, but half a head taller than him.

His skin is a healthy wheat color, which looks much more energetic than his sickly pale skin.

A face has not been fully opened, it is very young, but the handsome outline of the grown-up can be vaguely seen.

Looking down, he came to Mu Shan's abdomen.

Because he was facing the wall in the water, the other party was only wearing a white dress, and his eight-pack abs were faintly visible.

The typical dress looks thin and undressed with flesh.

Gee!

envy!

Zhou Lang stared at Mu Shan's scalp like he was appraising the price of a commodity.

Mu Shan said angrily, "Have you seen enough?"

He also noticed that Zhou Lang's eyes stayed on his abdomen for a long time, and he opened his mouth to sneer: "It's useless to look for a long time, it's impossible for a weak chicken like you to have a good figure like mine."

Zhou Lang gave him a pitiful look, "Idiot, do you know why your Senior Brother Su doesn't like you? It's because you are as strong as a cow. It's no wonder that Senior Brother Su is such a good person, so he can fall in love with you!"

Mu Shan was angry: "You!"

"What's the matter with me? I'm telling the truth."

Sitting cross-legged on the shore, Zhou Lang deliberately made a delicate gesture of Xizi holding his heart, and said softly: "You, Senior Brother Su, like me, who is fair and beautiful~" Mu Shan got goosebumps when he heard it. All up.

Unfortunately this is only the beginning.

Zhou Lang continued to act.

He pointed to his waist, "Look at my waist, give it a firm grip."

He pointed to his legs, "Look at my legs, they are white, thin and long."

In the end, he turned into a monster, disgusting Mu Shan and himself at the same time, "You idiot, if you want my brother Chen to look at you more, you'd better become like me~ You know, men like my style~ "Too focused on acting, Zhou Lang didn't notice that Mu Shan's expression gradually changed from disgust to gloating.

When the performance was over, I heard a laugh from behind.

"puff!"

Zhou Lang turned around foolishly.

Su Qingchen, who he used to stimulate Mu Er's fool, stood five steps away, and beside him was Feng Ruoli who couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhou Lang's face froze.

But he held back, didn't show any embarrassment, but nodded with Feng Ruoli as if nothing had happened, "Brother."

It's a pity that Zhou Lang just pretended to be nonchalant.

In the eyes of Feng Ruoli and Su Qingchen, his lips were trembling, his face was red, his eyeballs were shaking uncomfortably, and he looked at a loss for doing something bad and being caught.

Like a flustered little rabbit.

People can't help but want to tease it.

Su Qingchen couldn't help clenching her hands hidden in her sleeves.

Feng Ruoli didn't expose Zhou Lang, and said with a smile: "I passed by with the second junior brother, and saw that you and the junior junior brother had a good conversation, didn't I bother you?"

Zhou Lang couldn't help giving a thumbs up to Nuan Nan senior brother.

He pretended not to see the smile in Feng Ruoli's eyes, and walked down the steps he gave him: "No, no, it just so happens that I'm leaving too, senior brother please go ahead."

He patted his sleeves and was about to stand up.

The movement of getting up was a bit violent, and he completely forgot about the melon tied to his wrist.

Inadvertently, the straw rope on the wrist tensed instantly.

I don't know if this body is too weak or what's going on, but I want to fall into the cold pool because of a melon!

Subconsciously, Zhou Lang closed his eyes and shouted, "Qingchen!"

The expected fall into the water did not happen.

The straw rope around his wrist was cut off, and his waist was wrapped around his waist.

Immediately afterwards, the body rotated and the feet landed on the solid ground again.

Zhou Langhou opened his eyes in fear, and Su Qingchen rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his lips.

"Xiao Lang is not afraid, it's fine."

Zhou Lang's heart was still pounding, it was the first time he didn't embarrass Su Qingchen in public, his little face was pale and pale.

He had a high fever for three days just because he fell into the cold pool, and he didn't want to have another three days of fever!

Just as Mu Shan wanted to sneer, he was held back by Feng Ruoli's warning eyes, and could only look at Su Qingchen depressedly as he comforted the frightened Zhou Lang like a baby.

At this moment, Zhou Lang felt aggrieved for the first time as a bull-like fool in Zhou Lang's mouth.

He was so mocked by that 'weak chicken' just now, why couldn't the senior brother and the second senior brother see it?

Is it...

Mu Shan glanced at Zhou Lang, a frightened weak chicken nestled in Su Qingchen's arms.

Is it really because men like Zhou Lang?

If he became like Zhou Lang, would Senior Brother Su really look at him more?

Mu Shan imagined that one day, his strong body would turn into a weak white chicken nestling in Su Qingchen's arms...

Just one picture, goosebumps all rise.

Mu Shan rubbed his arms, and his thoughts on Su Qingchen suddenly faded a lot.

At this moment, Zhou Lang, who was being pulled back by Su Qingchen, didn't know that, inadvertently, he gave the current little milk dog, who would turn into a big wolf dog in the future, Gong Sanmu Shan, to early cannon fodder.

Zhou Lang was feeling sorry for his big watermelon.

However, the rope tied to the watermelon fell into the cold pool, and Mu Shan didn't look like he would help.

If you can ask Su Qingchen for help...

Seeing Zhou Lang's wrinkled face, Su Qingchen knew what he was thinking.

"You want to take back the watermelon in the cold pool?"

Zhou Lang looked at Su Qingchen puzzled: "How do you know I put a watermelon in it?"

Su Qingchen said lightly: "I went back just now and found that the melon you secretly hid under the bed was gone."

"Then..." Zhou Lang was a little embarrassed to be found out for doing bad things, he hesitated to say, "Since you know, can you..."

Su Qingchen didn't even think about it, and directly refused: "I can't. Your body is just right, so you don't want to be cold. What's more, the weather is getting colder, and you are easy to catch wind and cold, so you should not eat ice."

Zhou Lang: "..."

I'm so angry!

However, he missed his iced watermelon so much that he didn't want to compromise easily.

He said, "Why is the weather cold? I only know that Qiuhu is too fierce and needs a large iced watermelon to relieve the heat."

Unexpectedly, this time Su Qingchen didn't refuse directly.

He pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Zhou Lang: "It is possible, but..."

Zhou Lang's eyes lit up when he heard the joke, "But what?"

Su Qingchen turned her head sideways, and breathed in his ear: "Little Lang, good boy, call Brother Chen again to listen."