The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

In the middle of the night, after the banquet was over, Xu Xingzhi returned to the East Hall, changed the banquet clothes that were stained with alcohol into casual clothes, touched the bookcase containing paper and pens, and went to the side hall, lit a bean lamp oil, and began to copy scriptures.

However, drinking too much at night, and there is no charcoal fire in the side hall, the chill quickly invaded the body, and the copying was the most exhausting, and within a quarter of an hour, Xu Xingzhi, who was drunk, felt that the pen was tied, and he was cold and sleepy. It doesn't work after pinching people several times.

Soon, he fell asleep on the table.

Some time later, there was a knock on the door of the side hall: "Brother, it's me. May I come in?"

Being drunk, coupled with the fact that he had fought twice in a row today, Xu Xingzhi was in a deep sleep, so naturally he would not respond to the door call.

Calling the door failed, the nine lamps outside the door pursed their lips slightly: "Brother, you're taking the liberty."

He brought a charcoal basin into the door, hooked and closed the door with his toes, turned his gaze a few times, and then focused on the sleeping Xu Xingzhi.

Seeing this scene, Jiuzhideng didn't think much about it.He put down the charcoal basin, turned over Xu Xingzhi and only copied the beginning of the scriptures for a look, then he put away the scroll of bamboo slips and put them in his arms.

There is a small bed for people to rest in the side hall, nine lamps knelt on the bed, rolled up their sleeves to clean the bed, and fetched a very thick quilt, before returning to the table, respectfully said to the sleeping Xu Xingzhi : "Brother, offended."

Immediately, he protected Xu Xingzhi's back neck with one hand, hugged Xu Xingzhi's knees with the other, and hugged him horizontally.

Xu Xingzhi slept coldly, and when he was hugged horizontally in his sleep, he only felt the warmth was overwhelming, and instinctively got into Jiuzhideng's arms, and pressed his forehead into his arms.

Through the clothes, Jiuzhideng could also feel the bone-chilling coldness on Xu Xingzhi's skin. Thinking of the reason why his senior brother became like this, he unconsciously lowered his voice to the softest: "Senior brother, is it cold?"

Xu Xingzhi shook his head: "It's not cold."

He said it wasn't cold, but his palms and feet felt chilly.Jiuzhideng put him on the bed, and when he was about to take the quilt to cover him, Xu Xingzhi turned his body, and his loose clothes rolled up a little with his movements, revealing a smear of white at the back of his waist.

Obviously it was just an insignificant place, but Jiuzhideng's ears turned red, and he looked away in a panic, trying to help Xu Xingzhi pull up his clothes.

However, as soon as his hand was stroked up, Xu Xingzhi held it down on the spot.

He muttered vaguely: "...Don't touch it, your back hurts."

Having been by Xu Xingzhi's side for many years, Jiuzhideng knew that almost every part of his body had been injured, and his waist was no exception.

Today he fought two games, he was too busy, and he sat and drank for a long time, he was afraid that his waist could not bear it.

However, Jiuzhideng looked at the smear of whiteness, but his mind couldn't help getting off track.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly with tension, and the expression on his face gradually changed from calm to a turbulent undercurrent.

After a long while, he knelt down and took Xu Xingzhi into his arms fiercely, so excited that his whole organs were scalding.

The alluring white made him forget his shape, and called softly: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

The pain in Xu Xingzhi's waist was pulled, and he murmured in a muffled voice: "Uh..."

The sound almost drove Jiuzhideng crazy, he tightened his arms more and more, as if jumping off a cliff with a long rope, pulling back and forth between out-of-control indulgence and a sliver of reason.

Soon, he aimed at the lips that were slightly spewing alcohol, and bit them inexperienced.

Xu Xingzhi hissed.He suffered from pain in his sleep, but he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes at all, so he had to instinctively push the shoulder of the person in front of him: "...Chong Guang, don't make trouble. Brother is sleepy..."

Jiuzhideng woke up suddenly, broke free from the confusion, got off the bed in embarrassment, stroked the wine-smelling lips after a long while, he hurriedly pulled the quilt for Xu Xingzhi, and extinguished the candle with one sleeve , ran out of the side hall.

As soon as he stepped out of the hall, before he had time to calm down, Jiuzhideng heard a cold and sarcastic voice from beside him: "Senior Brother Jiuzhideng?"

Just when Jiuzhideng was impatient, he turned his head suddenly, but Meng Chongguang was shocked to take a step back.

When he came back to his senses, Meng Chongguang teased him: "Senior brother, what's the matter? You blushed like this, are you drunk?"

As soon as the word "wine" was mentioned, Jiuzhideng felt that his mouth was full of the aroma of wine, and his heart beat like a drum for a while. He didn't care about bickering with Meng Chongguang. He only looked at him indifferently, then turned and left very quickly.

As soon as he left, Meng Chongguang immediately opened the door and entered the side hall.

Xu Xingzhi was soundly asleep, and he didn't notice Meng Chongguang's cold and terrifying gaze when he turned him over and saw his slightly swollen lips.

...the smell of that person is everywhere.In the hall, in the room, the brother's body, including his lips, were all stained by that person.

Meng Chongguang leaned close to Xu Xingzhi's ear and whispered in a low voice. Compared with the past, his deep and terrifying eyes looked like two different people: "...Why did you ask others to touch you, brother. I'm not happy, I have to punish you you."

Soon after, there was a burst of plant fragrance in the hall.

When Xu Xingzhi inhaled it for the first time, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he felt that the fragrance came from someone who was not good, but the smell was everywhere, and Xu Xingzhi finally inhaled it inevitably into his body.

Meng Chongguang was not in a hurry to go to bed, and after letting the fragrance of the plant wrap Xu Xingzhi up, he took a new bamboo slip and began to copy scriptures under the moonlight.

After half an hour.

Xu Xingzhi only felt that he had fallen into a sea of ​​confusion and was floating in a vast white space.He tossed and turned on the bed, panting incessantly, with his neck tilted back, gasping for breaths filled with extreme pain and unspeakable joy.

Meng Chongguang was quite proud at first, humming a ditty while learning Xu Xingzhi's handwriting, but as time went by, he realized what it means to be self-confident.

... He was so suffocated that he was restless, his writing was out of rhythm, and even his lips turned white.

After struggling to finish transcribing, Meng Chongguang immediately threw himself back on the bed, lifted the quilt and rolled in.

Xu Xingzhi didn't know what kind of dream he had, he was being tossed and groaned endlessly, his clothes were already damp, but his body was warm anyway, some places were even terribly hot.

Meng Chongguang got his head out of the quilt and wrapped it around Xu Xingzhi's waist. Layers of vines climbed up the foot of the bed, connecting Meng Chongguang and Xu Xingzhi's ankles. Xu Xingzhi got into the loose trouser legs.

Within a moment, Xu Xingzhi's panting suddenly became heavier: "Don't...um~"

Meng Chongguang rested on Xu Xingzhi's shoulder, his eyes were slightly closed, his lips were smiling, and he said to himself contentedly: "Brother, it's really bad for you to seduce me like this."

When Xu Xingzhi woke up the next day, he was sweating profusely. When he got up, he was so full of thoughts that he almost rolled off the bed.

... Last night was really a strange dream.

At first, Xu Xingzhi dreamed that he was tied to a chair, his eyes were blindfolded, and his legs were lifted and pulled apart by unknown soft objects. He couldn't struggle, and a soft monster with multiple limbs hovered around him, teasing him. He almost wanted to yell at him, but he couldn't stop, and gradually lost his strength, so he could only let him play.

Xu Xingzhi only felt that he was a book, which had been turned from beginning to end by someone, and wherever the man's fingertips went, it seemed to be flirting.

The second dream was even more deviant.He went to take a bath by the pond, and halfway through the bath, the entire clear pond turned into a page-turner, swallowing him in one gulp. In the deep darkness, his right foot cramped three times, and it was still in pain. .

When Xu Xingzhi came back to his senses, he realized that there was still a bulging bulge in the quilt beside him. He stretched out his hand to uncover the quilt, and closed the quilt again with a pair of bare arms. Xu Xingzhi disturbed his sleep.

Now that Xu Xingzhi knew who was inside, he couldn't stop laughing. He patted the furry head hidden in the quilt and refused to show his face. After tidying up his clothes and socks, he got out of bed and walked to the table. The Taishang Yuanshi Tianzun said that the Northern Emperor Fumoshen Mantra Miaojing was placed on it, the ink has dried, and the handwriting is almost the same as that of Xu Xingzhi.

He was holding the bamboo slips, and just as the corners of his lips were smiling, he heard a strange movement at the door.

Xu Xingzhi raised his eyes and saw that it was Jiuzhideng standing at the entrance of the hall.

He seemed to have something to say, but before he spoke, Xu Xingzhi raised his finger to signal him to keep quiet so as not to disturb Meng Chongguang's sleep.

He put on his coat, put on his shoes, walked out the door, and with the door half-closed, he said, "What do you want from me?"

He still held the scroll of bamboo slips transcribed by Meng Chongguang in his hand.

Jiuzhideng was wearing heavy clothes, with a stern face, his hands behind his back, his eyes staring at the bamboo slips, his voice sounded slightly strange: "Brother, did you finish copying the scriptures last night?"

Xu Xingzhi waved his hand: "Where did I copy this? I was sleepy last night and fell asleep early, but I was tired from Chongguang. He helped me to bed last night, took good care of him, and finished copying the scriptures for me. Now I'm sleeping soundly, you and I have to talk quietly, don't disturb him... Xiao Deng, you came to find me early in the morning, is there something important?"

Jiuzhideng held his hands behind his back, and the expression on his brows was as cold as ever: "Today I have a match against a disciple from Qingliang Valley. I would like to ask my brother to teach me swordsmanship."

Xu Xingzhi readily agreed, and rubbed his head: "Okay. You wait for me on the training ground for a while, and I will wash... Cough, I will go to you after changing clothes."

Jiuzhideng nodded, watched Xu Xingzhi return to the side hall, and then took out from behind his back the scroll of bamboo slips that Xu Xingzhi copied at the beginning last night.

At this time, the bamboo slips have been transcribed.

However, it seems that there is no need to send it out.

Jiuzhideng put the bamboo slips back into his arms, turned and left.

Xu Xingzhi turned back into the hall, just as he tiptoedly closed the door, he heard a sudden inquiry from behind: "... who was the brother talking to just now?"

Xu Xingzhi was startled, but when he turned his head and saw Meng Zhongguang standing on the ground with bare feet, staring at himself, he frowned, went up and picked up the child who didn't know how important it was, and threw it back Get on the bed: "Go to the ground without wearing socks, you are really capable. Who cares if you get cold? I have to take care of you."

Meng Chongguang persisted: "Brother, who were you talking to just now?"

Xu Xingzhi: "Little lamp. He said he wanted me to teach him swordsmanship."

Meng Chongguang hugged the quilt tightly, and said rather dissatisfied: "I also want my brother to give me advice."

"You?" Xu Xingzhi almost laughed out loud, "You really need to give some pointers, otherwise, like last time, you would be kicked off the stage after only two moves, so it would be embarrassing."

"Brother laughed at me!"

"No, no." Xu Xingzhi touched Meng Chongguang's short-shaven hair and coaxed him, "Brother loves you."

Meng Chongguang blushed when he was touched very hopelessly, he hummed twice comfortably, and stopped losing his temper.

After calming down the cat with its fried fur, Xu Xingzhi planned to go back and change his clothes.

...Especially if you have to change into a pair of obscene pants.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave, Meng Chongguang grabbed him from behind and asked again confidently: "I want a kiss!"

Xu Xingzhi clicked his tongue: "What's wrong? How old are you? Let me ask you? It seems that you are taller than me..."

Meng Chongguang didn't speak, just raised his head and looked at him pitifully, the eyes like a kitten and the faint black blue under his eyes instantly softened Xu Xingzhi's heart.

Last night, after all, this little guy was the one who served him personally and even copied the scriptures for him, so what's the point of coaxing him?

Thinking of this, Xu Xingzhi kissed him on the forehead.

Meng Chongguang acted like a spoiled child: "Not sweet enough!"

Xu Xingzhi blushed slightly, and slapped him on the head: "Stop making trouble! Put on your clothes! You always sleep naked, and you are not afraid of typhoid."

Meng Chongguang blinked his eyes: "It's so warm to hold senior brother like this, don't senior brother like it?"

...Xu Xingzhi fled in despair.

Forgive him for hearing any words related to "hug" and feel his legs go limp.What's more, Meng Chongguang's expression when he said this was half joking and half serious, which made Xu Xingzhi feel a little itchy in his heart.

However, the most important event of the Tianbang competition is here, no matter how excited Xu Xingzhi is, as soon as he steps on the stage, his mind calms down.

His opponent this round was Zhou Xian, and the two were old rivals. When they met, there wasn't even much tension, as relaxed as a tea party.

Zhou Xian said hello: "Brother Xu, you look good today."

Xu Xingzhi also discovered this when he looked in the mirror today when he was washing up. Thinking of the strange and charming dream last night, he really felt miraculous.

Could this be the legendary method of collecting yin and nourishing yang?

...But no matter how Xu Xingzhi thought about it, he felt like the one who was picked.

Zhou Xian drew out a short spear from his waist, and a long spear from his back, each turned a round, and held it in his hand: "Brother Xu will compete with me today, will he only use a folding fan?"

Xu Xingzhi retracted his thoughts: "Guess?"

Zhou Xian said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xu, to tell you the truth, yesterday I secretly participated in the gambling game, and bet that you will still fight with a folding fan."

Xu Xingzhi stroked his fan and sighed: "How could I be willing to let Xiao Xian'er lose?"

After finishing speaking, he bent down, held the fan in one hand, and bowed to Zhou Xian: "...please."

Zhou Xian's spear skills are superb, the spear is like a dragon, the momentum is dense, like a gust of wind and lightning, and he is born with the delicate thoughts of a woman, so the transition from attack to punctuality is also impeccable.

Many people would rather draw Qu Chi than draw Zhou Xian, and this is the reason: fighting Zhou Xian requires great patience and stamina, otherwise they can only be dragged down alive by her.

However, Xu Xingzhi only used less than ten moves to seize the victory.

He didn't compete head-on with Zhou Xian at all. After wiping out Zhou Xian's first wave of attack with four or two strokes, he turned to a corner of the ring, and with a push of his sleeve, he aroused the spiritual power in his whole body!

Zhou Xian was proficient in spear skills, and her level of spiritual power was not low, but she couldn't resist such surging spiritual power, she retreated more than ten steps and fell off the ring!

When she was about to fall to the ground, a gossip sapphire roulette came from afar and supported Zhou Xian's waist, while Xu Xingzhi flew down from the high platform, grabbed Zhou Xian's cuff, and sent her away smoothly. When he got down to the ground, his feet landed on the ground.

One of the rules of the Tianbang competition is whoever touches the ground outside the stage first will lose, so Zhou Xian lost without any suspense.

Several princes in high positions sensed the strength of this wave of spiritual power, and they couldn't help being shocked.

Lord Fuyao of Qingliang Valley praised: "Although Xu Xingzhi acted a little recklessly, he really deserves the position of the first disciple of Fengling Mountain."

Qing Jing Jun looked at Xu Xingzhi below, without blushing and without beating his heart, and said: "Yes. And he is not reckless, just a young man."

On the other side, Lord Mingzhao of Danyang Peak also said: "The demeanor of this kid reminds me of Lord Qingjing back then."

Mr. Qing Jing did not hesitate to praise: "Better than me."

When all the monarchs praised Xu Xing to Lord Qingjing one after another, Lord Guangfu frowned, with a look of worry that could not be concealed.

After sending Zhou Xian to the ground, Xu Xingzhi let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Little Xian'er, let me go."

At first, Zhou Xian was quite surprised by the abundance of spiritual power in Xu Xingzhi's body, but after thinking about it, she was relieved.

Righteous Dao Immortal Sect, only through careful cultivation can there be such results.Xu Xingzhi was able to get from a common man to where he is today, only he can rely on himself.

The author has something to say: Zhou Xian smiled lightly: "Senior brother Xu, it's because I'm not as skilled as others."

"It's because I don't want to delay for too long." Xu Xingzhi said, "I have a hunch that I will face Qu Chi in the next round. The fight is too long, which is not good for me. Little Xian'er, don't blame me, huh?"

Zhou Xian naturally thought it was Xu Xingzhi's teasing words after he defeated her, so he didn't take it to heart.

But when Xu Xingzhi took out the bamboo stick with the word "Qu Chi" written on it from the stick, not only Zhou Xian, but all the disciples who participated in the Tianbang competition were all excited.