The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Yingtianchuan is located where the East China Sea of ​​Kyushu enters the sea, where the waves are rippling, and the sky is steeped in water; the three islands embrace each other, and the Xingdao is scattered all over.

Jiejian Island is the first stop that visitors must pass through when they come to Yingtianchuan.As the name suggests, anyone who wants to go to the island needs to untie their swords and surrender their soldiers, so as not to let the sharpness of the swords hurt the moral aura that Ying Tianchuan has cultivated for thousands of years.

However there are always exceptions.

The Tianbang Grand Tournament held every five years has begun. During this period, cultivators participating in the Grand Tournament can cross Jiejian Island without handing over their weapons.The so-called Tianbang Grand Competition is specially set up for Taoist disciples. If a young disciple can stand out in the Tianbang Grand Competition, even if he can't win the top spot, he can still become famous and famous all over the world.

The four sects have strict rules, and it is forbidden to gamble on card fighting, but those sect disciples will always secretly set up bets, using spirit stones as bets, betting on who will win each ranking.

In fact, there is almost no suspense in the top three.Qu Chi, who has won the top spot for two consecutive times, is still the favorite to win the championship this time, with the same number of people betting on Xu Xingzhi to win, while Ying Tianchuan and Zhou Xian have won the third place in the three-time top list.The odds of these three people are flat, only fluctuating slightly, and the difference is not very big.

It was the fourth, fifth and sixth places that made everyone gamble in full swing.

Ying Tianchuan has a rising star named Cheng Ding, who is good at using flower spears, has first-class spear skills, and is extremely talented. Almost everyone agrees that Cheng Ding can enter the top six. Even if it is still doubtful where he ranks, his The voice has already overwhelmed Zhou Beinan, and even threatened to push Zhou Xian's position.

While everyone was discussing Cheng Ding's ranking in full swing, this proud son of heaven was on the martial arts arena assigned to the disciples of various schools, pressing the head of the person in front of him with the handle of a flower gun: "I said get out. Listen! don't know?"

After a few years, Jiuzhideng has grown into a tall, slender young man with a figure like a piano, his joints like strings, and inside and out, he is as sharp as a bayonet wiping snow.

Nine Zhideng said: "Please put the gun away."

Cheng Ding found it funny: "Who are you talking to? Let me ask you, who are you?"

Nine Branch Lamps: "Fengling Nine Branch Lamps."

"That's right, if you know who you are, then you should know that this place shouldn't appear here." Cheng Ding sneered, "Is this martial arts field available to a fool like you? Get out!"

Just as Jiuzhideng was about to defend himself, he was crushed by a huge force. He tightened his masseter muscles, and straightened his back stiffly, without being bent down.

Cheng Ding put more force on his wrist: "I don't like you being taller than me."

Jiuzhideng clenched his fists tightly and turned his eyes slightly.

There were quite a few disciples watching, but no one was willing to come forward to speak for him, and many of them were even disciples of Fengling Mountain.

He bit the tip of his tongue and managed to bear the strange force alone, without drawing his sword or fighting back, his feet firmly planted on the ground, and he refused to even bend his knees.

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "...I am from Fengling Mountain, I don't have to bow to anyone."

At this time, Meng Chongguang was dozing off on the side of the field holding his sword.Since men and women were trained in different martial arts arenas, several women from other sects could only get together and look at each other from a distance, pointing at his appearance with flushed cheeks.

The adult Meng Chongguang lying there alone is a natural misty beauty picture. His hands, lips, ear beads, neck, and ankles are all extremely beautiful, which arouses people's daydream.

Hearing two people nearby talking about the excitement over there, Meng Chongguang opened his sleepy eyes, woke up for a while, and yawned to join the crowd.

Seeing that there were nine lamps surrounded, Meng Chongguang lost interest, and was about to turn around when he heard Cheng Ding sarcastically said: "Who taught you this, could it be that Xu Xingzhi?"

Meng Chongguang's expression froze, he stood still and stopped moving forward.

Cheng Ding smiled and said: "Great, a little bastard who competed with dogs for food, was favored by Mr. Qing Jing, and the pheasant turned into a phoenix, no wonder he can get along with people like you..."

Hearing him mention Xu Xingzhi, all the disciples of Fengling Mountain who were watching the fun just now changed their expressions.

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Ding was kicked hard in the back by a foot in the crowd. He didn't notice, and fell forward. At the same time, the sword from Jiuzhideng's waist came out, and the hilt straightened. It hit Cheng Ding's stomach.

Cheng Ding was in pain, kneeling on the ground, raised his eyes in embarrassment: "Who is it?!"

Before the words finished, a towel used to wipe sweat flew out and threw it on Cheng Ding's face. Cheng Ding wanted to wave it away, but the towel seemed to be stained with some kind of plant juice, which was so sticky that it was impossible to tear off his face once it was applied. down.

While Cheng Ding was struggling, he received several punches and kicks on the back, obviously not from the same person.

After suffering a few dark losses, Cheng Ding finally became angry, touched the flower gun, and swung it out in a circle. The gangsters sensed something was wrong and retreated one after another. Meng Chongguang, who was too late to retreat, was caught by the gun wind. Sweep fell to the ground, and the neck was also cut by the afterglow of the gun point.

He coughed a few times, panting weakly and softly, his eye circles were reddened, and he looked dazed like a little puppy who was bullied but didn't know how to fight back.

But Jiuzhideng was no longer willing to fight with him, and sheathed his sword: "Just now you insulted my senior brother, I gave you a blow, and it's even. If you dare to believe the slander again, I will fight to the death."

His tone was cold, but Cheng Ding was even more enraged. When he turned around, Cheng Ding shot out suddenly, and hit the back knee of Jiuzhideng with a stick. With a light golden streamer, go straight to the shoulder socket of the nine-branched lamp!

Before the onlookers exclaimed in surprise, they heard a sharp bang, and sparks burst into flames.

Holding the fan with one hand, Xu Xingzhi used the fan to block Cheng Ding's spear point, with a smile on his lips: "...Ying Tianchuan Cheng Ding?"

Cheng Ding refused to close his gun, and stared at Xu Xingzhi: "Are you Xu Xingzhi?"

"Yes." Xu Xingzhi happily reported his family name, "Little bastard Xu Xingzhi."

He said behind his back that he was not someone but was caught by the person concerned, even though he was as arrogant as Cheng Ding, he still couldn't help showing a guilty look for a moment.

Fortunately, he believed that he was born in a family of monks for generations, and he had exchanges with Zhou Beinan in daily discussions, so he didn't pay much attention to Xu Xingzhi, who was as famous as Zhou Beinan: "I'm right. You If you can make me sincerely worship you, I will apologize to you."

Xu Xingzhi said concisely: "This matter has nothing to do with me, you have to apologize to my two younger brothers."

Cheng Ding didn't pay attention to Meng Chongguang who fell to the ground at all. He pointed to Jiuzhideng in disbelief: "He? It's just a..."

Xu Xingzhi interrupted the insulting words he was about to say: "Don't you dare?"

Cheng Ding's youthful spirit, how could he withstand the provocation, he responded with an impulse: "Who said I dare not? Let the horse come!"

Xu Xingzhi nodded and put his folding fan in his hand, while Cheng Ding fought with his gun, eager to learn how amazing this weapon called "Xianbi" is.

Who would have thought that a scorching white mist would suddenly rise in front of his eyes, and within a short while, Cheng Ding's eyes were aching and weeping, he abandoned the flower gun and rolled all over the ground.

He yelled in pain: "What is this? What is it?!"

"...This is called lime powder." Xu Xingzhi stood with his arms folded and said shamelessly, "This is how punks fight on the streets. Your family has never taught you, so I will teach you a lesson. You will not be charged .”

After finishing speaking, he looked around, and in a corner not far away, he saw a young disciple of Ying Tianchuan who was holding a broom and looked dazed: "Let me ask you, where is Ying Tianchuan's Discipline Palace?"

The little disciple was flattered, put down his broom, arched his body and stammered a little nervously: "I would like to lead Senior Brother Xu to..."

Xu Xingzhi stretched out his hand to grab Cheng Ding's back collar, and at the same time transformed the "Xianbi" into a long coil of rope, and tied Cheng Ding quickly: "I'm tired. What's your name?"

The little disciple blushed with excitement: "My name is Ye Buyi, I admire... I admire Senior Brother Xu for a long time..."

It was only when he said this that he noticed who Xu Xingzhi was holding in his hand, and finally realized that he had lost his composure, so he immediately covered his mouth and lowered his voice.

How could Cheng Ding care about this? When he regained consciousness in disgrace, he found that he was tightly tied up. This ending made him furious: "You let me go!!"

Xu Xingzhi held the extra rope in his hand, and pulled it bluntly: "Don't try to grab it. This is called a pig's trotter buckle. It is used to tie pigs. Even the pigs can't run away, so don't even think about it."

He pulled Cheng Ding over, pulled Meng Chongguang up from the ground, and continued to say to Cheng Ding: "...By the way, let me teach you a folk proverb. It's no good to be mad, but a brick to a dog. Remember this sentence, for you in the future There are benefits."

Yingtianchuan commandment hall.

Cheng Ding, who was still unconvinced just now, could hardly hide his complacency, but Xu Xingzhi, who escorted him here, showed surprise: "Mr. Rongchang, what do you mean?"

Rongchang Jun is the master of Yingtianchuan Discipline Hall. He put on a cold face and said coldly: "How can you say that the disciples are fighting and causing trouble? Xu Xingzhi, this is not the first time you have participated in the Tianbang competition. How can you not even follow this little rule?" don't know?"

Xu Xingzhi raised the bar and said: "Forgive me, I really don't understand. I just want to ask, is it allowed to use real swords and guns during the sparring? He injured my junior with a real gun, and insulted the reputation of another junior of mine. I need it." Ask for an explanation for them."

Mr. Rongchang counted the rosary in his hand: "One more thing is worse than one less thing. The ratio of the heaven list, the affairs are complicated, how can you be disturbed by these details. Cheng Ding, you go back and think about it for two days behind closed doors. Just apologize to the injured disciple."

Cheng Ding answered yes, got up and left, and before leaving, he still gave Xu Xing a proud and resentful eye.

Watching Cheng Ding leave, Xu Xingzhi pursed his lips and smiled, and raised his head to face Rongchang Jun: "Rongchang Jun, as far as I know, picking quarrels and provoking troubles during the Tianbang competition, according to your so-called rules, is to cancel the Tianbang competition." In the eyes of Mr. Rongchang, the things that so many disciples have seen with their own eyes can't be counted?"

Rong Changjun said: "It's just young people who act out of loyalty, why can't they forgive them?"

Xu Xingzhi looked at him: "...Let's put it bluntly, because he is Ying Tianchuan's favorite in this year's election, you don't plan to care about it, right?"

Rongchang Jun's eyes widened: "What's your attitude? Roaring at the Temple of Discipline, what crime should you know?"

Xu Xingzhi was too lazy to answer the story with him, he bowed casually, and strode out of the Temple of Precepts, Rongchang Jun was so angry that his face turned blue, and he just kept shouting "outrageous".

Xu Xingzhi came out of the Temple of Precepts, and the nine lamps guarding outside greeted him: "Brother, did they make things difficult for you?"

Xu Xingzhi asked back: "How do you know that I will be embarrassed?"

Jiuzhideng looked as usual, and replied: "I have seen too many such things. As far as the four sects are concerned, I am an outlier, why should they punish a disciple who is in full swing for me?"

Xu Xingzhi said nothing.

He turned his gaze and found that Meng Chongguang was sitting under the stone lion outside the hall, drooping his head, clutching his neck, trembling with grievance.

Xu Xingzhi walked over: "Chongguang, let senior brother take a look at the wound."

Meng Chongguang clutched his neck and refused to let go, with tears in his eyes: "...Brother, it hurts..."

"Squeamish." Xu Xingzhi said so, but after forcibly pulling his palm away, seeing the wound, his expression immediately changed, "Didn't you use medicine, why can't the bleeding stop?"

"Chongguang doesn't know..." Meng Chongguang pressed close and put his arms around Xu Xingzhi's arm, "...you need a kiss from senior brother."

Jiuzhideng looked disgusted, and turned his face to one side, not wanting to see Meng Chongguang's hypocrisy.

But this time Xu Xingzhi did not meet Meng Chongguang's request.

He pushed Meng Chongguang away: "Little lamp, take care of Chongguang's injury, I'll come back as soon as I go."

Meng Chongguang didn't expect to be rejected, and suddenly changed his color: "Where are you going, brother? I'm going too..."

If someone else imitated Meng Chongguang's coquettish coquettishness, he would definitely not be able to bear to look directly at him, but Meng Chongguang played this kind of coquettish coquettishness to the bone, it is difficult to be offensive, on the contrary, people can't help being full of love and want to Touch him more.

Xu Xingzhi's heart also softened a little, he rubbed his hair, and said kindly: "You'd better not watch what senior brother is going to do."

When he was about to leave, he bumped into Zhou Beinan who had heard the news and came face to face.

Zhou Beinan asked him, "I heard that Cheng Ding caused trouble?"

Xu Xingzhi: "You heard it quite late."

Seeing Xu Xingzhi, Zhou Beinan was really angry, and put aside the unscrupulous vibes he used to quarrel with him in the past: "How about the punishment?"

Xu Xingzhi said: "Ask yourself. Don't block me."

After finishing speaking, he brushed Zhou Beinan's hand away and strode away.

Zhou Beinan looked up and saw Meng Chongguang and Jiuzhideng, he knew in his heart how precious Xu Xingzhi was to his two juniors, he was speechless for a while, he could only break the etiquette, bowed his hands to them, and waited for the two to return the salute Then he opened his pace and entered the Temple of Precepts.

Hearing Mr. Rongchang talk about the cause and effect of the incident, Zhou Beinan couldn't help crying and laughing: "You only punished Cheng Ding for two days to contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors?"

Mr. Rongchang was puzzled: "So what? Could it be that Jiuzhideng went to the penalty area and couldn't enter the competition? Besides, Xu Xingzhi has already taught him a lesson."

Zhou Beinan: "...Xu Xingzhi is a man who will take revenge, and he just took advantage of the situation to retaliate against Cheng Ding. Otherwise, would Cheng Ding still be able to stand and enter the Temple of Discipline just now?"

Rongchang Jun didn't believe Zhou Beinan's words: "What can he do? No matter how rampant he is, can he still run to kill Cheng Ding?"

Zhou Beinan was about to say something when he suddenly heard a commotion outside.

Cheng Ding broke into the hall in ragged clothes, he had lost his flower gun, and his face was pale.He covered his head and face with his sleeves, and prostrated himself in front of Lord Rongchang: "Please, Lord Rongchang be the master of his disciples! Xu Xingzhi...that Fengling Xu Xingzhi..."

Seeing that he was in such a state of disarray, Mr. Rongchang couldn't help but be astonished when he was annoyed: "Why are you so flustered? Where did you come from? It's embarrassing to Ying Tianchuan! Put down your sleeves and explain the ins and outs of the matter carefully!"

Trembling, Cheng Ding put down his sleeves, only to see that his long, black hair, which had been well pulled back, had been shaved so that only short and thick stubble remained.

"He came up from behind and shaved the disciple's hair without any explanation..." Cheng Ding's voice was filled with tears, "This disciple has never seen such a shameless person..."

Zhou Beinan held back his laughter until his whole body twitched.

"Open your eyes, boy." Xu Xingzhi stepped into the Temple of Discipline, turned the dangling silver razor back into a folding fan, held it in his hand, and knelt down frankly, "This matter was done by the disciple alone. Willing to be punished."

Mr. Rongchang was so angry that his beard trembled: "You, how dare you... now you are on the top of the list! You are so stirring up trouble..."

Xu Xingzhi said: "This is a young man I did out of loyalty, so why can't I forgive him?"

Mr. Rongchang was speechless, and slapped the futon several times: "Absurd! Absurd! ... North and South, hurry up and invite Lord Qingjing and Lord Guangfu to come and teach them to take a look at the things they learned from Fengling Mountain. Good apprentice!"

The author has something to say: Senior Brother Xu: Acceptance.

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Meng Chongguang: Chongguang fell down, and he had to be kissed by his seniors to get up.

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