The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Qu Chi didn't move, and stared at Meng Chongguang with two black eyes like cold stars.

Meng Chongguang showed some doubts, and ordered: "... hurry up."

Qu Chi still didn't move.

Xu Xingzhi reacted faster than Meng Chongguang: "I didn't protect me this time, so I won't deduct your sugar. Don't make an example."

Meng Chongguang: "..."

Qu Chi happily asked: "Really?"

Xu Xingzhi affirmed: "Really."

With a movement of Qu Chi's figure, he immediately disappeared in front of Xu and Meng.

In an instant, there were several more feeble screams from the forest.

After sending Qu Chi away, Xu Xingzhi looked at the fur man on the ground who was only breathing, frowned and said, "Is this man coming for me?"

When only Meng Chongguang and Xu Xingzhi were left, the former showed an unusually innocent expression, with his hands behind his back, as if the lump of mud on the ground had nothing to do with him: "...Yes."

Xu Xingzhi understood.

That being the case, it's what he deserves.

After Xu Xingzhi was silent, Meng Chongguang cleaned up the Asura face just now, and carefully rubbed to Xu Xingzhi's side: "Brother...was I a little reckless just now?"

The big wolfdog who didn't change his face just now, who knocked off the bones of others, changed his face into a puppy. Seeing this situation, Xu Xingzhi felt very guilty.

Meng Chongguang is a character in his own pen.When Xu Xingzhi first set it up, he swiped a big pen, bloodthirsty, violent, irritable and domineering, these were all set by himself as Meng Chongguang's nature.

In the end, I still blame Xu Xingzhi, so not only is Xu Xingzhi not afraid of him, but his conscience is still aching.

... Son, I'm sorry, it was dad who made you like this.

Besides, after living in the wilderness for more than ten years, Meng Chongguang must have gotten used to the days when it's either you or me. Now that someone has invaded his territory, it's not hard to understand why he's more aggressive.

Besides, they came to catch themselves suddenly, afraid that they wanted to use themselves to deal with Meng Chongguang.

If he was captured, the situation would definitely not be much better, and it is possible to die in their hands.

In addition, being kind and soft to the enemy who actively bullied the door is also inconsistent with Xu Xingzhi's usual style of behavior.

In terms of cruelty, yesterday I killed the razor monster with the dagger that originally killed Meng Chongguang, and the way I killed it was not very kind.

However, Xu Xingzhi can understand, but the original owner who brought up Meng Chongguang must not understand.

Xu Xingzhi put on an indifferent look, and kicked the animal skin man's face with his toe: "Leave him alive, I'm useful."

Immediately, he took a step calmly and moved away from Meng Chongguang.

Behind him, the light in Meng Zhongguang's eyes dimmed, he clenched his fingers tightly, and there was deep regret in his eyes.

... If it wasn't for this bastard hugging his senior brother in front of him, he definitely wouldn't lose control of his emotions and strike so ruthlessly, ruining his image in his senior brother's mind.

Meng Chongguang silently cleaned up his bad mood, turned to the sky, and whistled again.

After being summoned, the bone girl quickly appeared from the bamboo forest on the other side.

She avoided Xu Xingzhi and walked slowly to Meng Chongguang.

Meng Chongguang whispered a few words to her, and she answered "Yes", then with a calm head, she lifted the trash-like animal skin man and walked towards the tower.

During this period, she never had any eye contact with Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi also considerately did not look at her, but turned his attention to the woods where Qu Chi was cleaning up the remnants of the enemy, thinking about his own thoughts.

... Xu Xingzhi does not intend to assassinate Meng Chongguang for the time being, so surviving in the wilderness has become Xu Xingzhi's top priority.

He remembered very clearly that "World Knowledge" told him that Meng Chongguang and his group were planning to escape from the wilderness, return to the present world, and retaliate against the chaos.

And Meng Chongguang and his group were definitely not the only ones in the wilderness.

Xu Xingzhi doesn't know what the other branches are like, where they are distributed, and how powerful they are.

Most importantly, where is the entrance and exit of this wild place?How to escape from the wilderness?

Xu Xingzhi knew in his heart that the fact that he appeared in the wilderness was too abrupt, and Zhou Beinan suspected that he was a spy, which was nothing more than reasonable.And Meng Chongguang was willing to take him in and trusted him in every possible way, most likely because he was dazzled by the friendship between his former teachers and brothers.

If he asked Meng Chongguang these questions without authorization, once his suspicion was aroused, it would be his turn to be the one who was pressed to the ground and crushed his spine piece by piece.

All in all, Xu Xingzhi needs a reliable source of intelligence.

The one in front of me is the source of information delivered to my door. Whether it is reliable or not is another matter, but it is better than nothing.

After the bone girl left, Meng Chongguang also turned back to Xu Xingzhi, and asked meekly: "I planted that forest, do you look familiar, brother?"

... To be honest, after staring at it for a long time, Xu Xingzhi did feel a little familiar.

In the broken memory of the original owner, it seems that there is indeed such a red fiery redwood forest.

This redwood forest seems to have induced a certain point in Xu Xingzhi's memory. It was just a piece of memory the size of a coin, but it gradually enlarged and became clear as time went by.

A sudden violent dizziness suddenly paralyzed Xu Xingzhi's five senses.

Xu Xingzhi couldn't stand still and fell backwards.

In a trance, he heard someone calling his senior brother in a panic, one after another.

As if a sampan emerged from the huge sea of ​​consciousness, a complete picture appeared in Xu Xingzhi's mind.

... This is also the first time that Xu Xingzhi has obtained a complete piece of information from the broken memory of the original owner.

The redwood forest in late autumn makes the mountains and peaks dyed with ripe persimmon red.

The mountains are stretching, named Lingqiu, and the mountains are like the beautiful eyebrow peaks of beauties, lined up layer by layer.

At the end of the cloudy sky and the end of the flat bank and water, a boy was sitting in front of a blue rock at the source of the stream and washing his feet.

He casually made a long coat out of reeds, and held a fist-sized fragrant fruit with a strange color in his hand, bit by bit, as if he was biting an ordinary wild berry.

A ripple of spiritual power came, but the boy remained unmoved, and continued to bury his head and bite slowly.

As the wind passed by, two junior disciples of Ying Tianchuan came driving immortal soldiers and landed in front of the boy.

The clothes of Ying Tianchuan's disciples are the same color from top to bottom, making them easy to identify.The background color of navy blue, coupled with bronzing cloud shoulders and sleeves, is extremely gorgeous and noble.

The reason why they can be judged to be junior disciples is that they all hold a white oak spear in their hands, unlike Ying Tianchuan's senior disciples, who have steel spears made of evil pig bones.

Facing the boy, both of them frowned.

One of the taller disciples pointed at him with the tip of a spear, and said very bluntly, "Where did you get the floating jade fruit in your hand?"

The boy wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth and pointed to the west.

Another short man doubted: "There is a strange animal named '颙' in Lingqiu, and the floating jade fruit is its favorite food. This fruit is born once every five years, and there are no more than a hundred. '颙' is regarded as a treasure, who would If you dare to compete with it, 'Yong' must suck all the water and blood from his whole body before he will give up....Who are you, can you compete with '颙'?"

The boy slowly took a bite of the fruit, and said vaguely, "I want to eat it, but if I don't give it to me, I will grab it."

The tall man sized up the boy, and found that apart from his delicate and beautiful appearance like a woman, he had no aura at all. He looked like an ordinary child, and his tone was somewhat disdainful: "Hey, what a big tone."

The short man poked the tall man's arm, motioning him to look at the boy's feet.

The tall man took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp.

Five or six floating jade fruits were threaded into a string by a vine, wrapped around the boy's ankle, flashing and flickering, making the two of them look hot.

Seeing this, the tall man immediately softened his attitude: "This young man?"

The boy glanced at them, gnawed on the stone of Fuyu fruit, and swept the soft and juicy flesh into his mouth meticulously.

The tall man was not willing to beg this unlucky boy who came out of nowhere, but considering the current situation of the two of them, he could only suppress his anger and say: "...Young Master, we are disciples of Ying Tianchuan. I don't know if you heard Had the title of 'Ying Tianchuan'?"

The boy was noncommittal and did not answer.

The short man followed his words, held his gun and cupped his fists, and said respectfully: "There are four types of monks in the world, and we, Ying Tianchuan, are one of them. Every two years, we hold the Eastern Emperor Sacrifice Ceremony, which requires various Then, the sacrificial ceremony developed into a four-door competition.——If you can get the most sacrifices within a limited time, you can become a sacrificial officer to sacrifice to the Eastern Emperor; If a disciple can get a sacrifice to offer, he will have the opportunity to enter the inner sect and become a disciple..."

He pointed to the floating jade fruit on the boy's feet, and his eyes could not help revealing a greedy look: "There are floating jade fruits needed for sacrifices in Lingqiu Mountain, but we two brothers are not spiritually strong enough, so we dare not set foot on '颙' easily." This little boy, can you share the floating jade fruit you picked up with us?"

As soon as the boy raised his leg, a floating jade fruit broke away from the vine and fell right into his hand.

He rubbed the fruit, and said in a childlike voice, "This fruit is not as delicious as the rumors say. But I won't give it to you."

Both tall and short frowned: "Why?"

"I don't like you guys." The boy took a bite of Fuyuguo, his voice was clear, with a kind of innocence and arrogance that did not know the world, "I grew up in the mountains, and I don't know much about etiquette, but I At least I know that if you really want to ask for something, you should kneel and beg me instead of standing straight in front of me like this."

The two suddenly changed color.

"Don't toast and don't eat fine wine!"

The boy ignored them, jumped off the blue rock, and walked forward stepping on the water.

In an instant, a gun flower was polished, and with a bang, it fell across the boy's neck.

Being pointed at by the gun, the boy was not afraid at all. When his beautiful peach-shaped eyes swept over the two of them, he said with a bit of contempt: "This is my fruit, I don't want to give it to you."

The tall man who stopped him with a gun didn't listen to him, and ordered the short man: "Go, get his fruit."

The short man bent down, trying to pick it up.

The boy pursed his lips and pinched his fingers to check the lines.

There was a flash of red cinnabar at the end of his eyes, and the cinnabar mole on his forehead also brightened and dimmed.

There was a rustling sound immediately under the mantle, as if there were countless strange snakes floating under it, and the floating soil on the ground also shook up and down, as if some monster would break out of the ground at any time.

The short man staggered, and stuck his white oak spear deep into the soil before he stabilized himself. He panicked and said, "...is it '颙' coming?"

The tall man gritted his teeth: "Hurry up! Take the Fuyu fruit and let's go!"

The short man stretched out his hand to pick it up, but he heard a howl of spiritual power in the air, a burning three-inch flying knife came through the air, pinned the short man's sleeve, and directly lifted his body into the air. , nailed his whole body to a nearby redwood tree!

The boy couldn't help being startled, his index finger and thumb, which were tightly pressed together, separated immediately, and the vermilion light at the end of his eyes and forehead also dissipated.

He looked around, looking for the owner of the flying knife.

The short man was pinned immobile, and he stretched out his hand in panic to fight the flames on his sleeve, while the tall man immediately withdrew his spear and pointed at the void: "Who? Which bastard..."

Before the word "egg" could be uttered, he was also nailed into the sleeve by a three-inch flying knife, and his body flew up into the air and hit the trunk of another redwood tree. The spear in his hand rolled down and landed on the boy In the mountain stream beside him.

The tall and the short tried their best to break their sleeves away from the flying knives, but the spiritual power was tightly sewn between their sleeves and the tree trunk, and they couldn't even tear off their sleeves to get away.

The tall man suppressed his fear and asked sharply, "Who?"

His tail trembled uncontrollably.

After a long while, a rambunctious teasing voice came from the top of the deep dense forest: "...I am your conscience. You haven't talked to me for a long time, I am very sad."

The tall man was out of his normal state of panic and yelled: "Who's playing tricks there? Get out if you can! Don't make trouble!!"

Before the culprit got out, dozens of three-inch flying knives sparkling with spiritual light shot out from the forest, stabbed dutifully into the tree trunks, and used the blades to draw detailed outlines of the two people's bodies .

While the tall and the short were fighting, a white shadow descended slowly from the forest with tinkling bells.

The visitor stood with his hands behind his back, with his hands behind his back, dressed in frosty white, wearing a black black gauze curly cloud cap, and his long hair was simply pulled up by a misty headband.He tiptoed lightly and landed in front of the gurgling stream.

There is a hexagonal bell tied on the wrist of the visitor, and that is the source of the jingling bell.

The tall and the short, who were both shocked and angry just now, saw the appearance of the person, and they were even more frightened than before: "...Xu...Senior Brother Xu?"

The boy stood curiously in the stream, looking up at this young and handsome youth.

The young man who was called "Senior Brother Xu" by the two walked to the stream without haste, stretched out his right hand, turned his palm upside down, grasped and closed it, and the blades that had nailed the tall and short brothers into pendants all flew back to him. hands.The shape of the blade melted and turned into a bamboo fracture fan.

He shook the fan twice, with a smile in his eyes.

The curiosity in the boy's eyes grew stronger.

The two brothers tall and short fell from the tree to the ground, their clothes were torn and their faces were ashes.

The short man's cuff was scorched by the flowing fire, and while covering it with his hands, he pleaded hastily: "Senior Brother Xu, don't get me wrong, we just saw that the child has a floating jade fruit on him, so we want to control him. ..."

The young man walked to the boy's side, looked down, and happened to see the floating jade fruit on his ankle strung with vines.

Xu Shi was born so handsome, the boy felt a little shy when he looked at him, and unconsciously hid his feet back.

The young man frowned when he saw the rare fruit that was strung together casually.

He boldly and casually touched the boy's soft hair, patted it again, and asked the tall and the short, "I ask you, is this child '颙'?"

The corner of the boy's lips twitched, but he resisted the discomfort of being touched on the head, and he didn't move.

Both tall and short didn't dare to take a breath.

The young man asked again patiently: "Let me ask you, is this '颙'?"

The tall man replied with a low voice: "No..."

The young man flipped his clothes frivolously, let go of the boy, waded across the stream, walked up to the tall and short two, bent down and asked: "He's not '颙', what do you care about him? It's in his hands Here, it’s their stuff, so you’d better take it with an iron gun pointed at his neck? Let me ask you, is this ‘wanting’ or robbing?”

The short man was about to cry: "Yes, it was robbery..."

The young man's expression froze, he closed his fan with a snap, and with the handle of the fan, he patted each of the two disciples on the head, and reprimanded him: "Snatch, grab. Snatching other people's things is really promising. Is that what Zhou Beinan taught you? "

The author has something to say: Senior Brother’s Diary: On a certain day, in a certain year, in a certain month, in a certain place, I found a harmless little Chongguang, happy.

Chongguang's diary: On a certain day and place in a certain year and a certain month, the future wife took the initiative to send her to the door, happy.