The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Xu Xingzhi was stunned, touched the side of his face, couldn't help laughing, and flicked Chongguang's forehead: "Little bastard."

Chong Guang was knocked back a step, rubbed his forehead and looked at Xu Xingzhi pitifully: "..."

Seeing him like this, Xu Xingzhi suspected that he had hit hard: "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm." There were tears in Zhong Guang's eyes, and his mouth was raised high, "...it hurts."

Nine Branch Lamps not far away frowned slightly.

Xu Xingzhi crossed his arms, looked at the child in front of him who might cry at any time, and felt a faint headache: "Man, don't act like this."

Chong Guang didn't seem to understand, as if his eyes were misty with thousands of pearls hidden in his eyes: "..."

The child's skin is like tofu, and it turns bright red after a little flicking, which looks really serious.

Helpless, Xu Xingzhi leaned down, blew on the red spot, pressed his head again, and pushed him to Jiuzhideng: "...don't act like a baby, don't be an example."

With tears in his eyes, Chong Guang turned his head and smiled sweetly: "Yes, Senior Brother Xu."

... so damn cute.

Xu Xingzhi turned around and thought as he walked, since the name has been decided, what kind of surname should he choose.

He picked it up by himself, so let's call him Xu?

No, if the surname is Xu, my brother will definitely not agree.

After thinking about it, Xu Xingzhi secretly took a picture.

... Let's go back and look up the surnames of hundreds of families, draw circles with a pen with eyes closed, and whichever one is circled is that.

As soon as he made up his mind, Xu Xingzhi saw Zhou Beinan stepping out of a light door with blue waves, carrying a steel spear on his back.

Seeing Xu Xingzhi as soon as he landed, Zhou Beinan silently rolled his eyes into the sky cover.

Holding a folding fan in his hand, Xu Xingzhi opened his arms while walking, and said with a smile: "Look, who is this coming back?"

Zhou Beinan said contemptuously: "...you're just shaking like this, how decent it is."

Xu Xingzhi walked over shaking three times: "Even if I roll away, don't the disciples here still have to call me Senior Brother Xu?"

Zhou Beinan: "...hehe."

Xu Xingzhi didn't shy away from it, he went forward and hooked Zhou Beinan's shoulder, and tapped his chest with the handle of his fan: "Why, do you still remember the hatred from the last Tianbang competition? I said, why are you so narrow-minded?"

Zhou Beinan was hooked up by him, and snorted coldly: "Victory is not martial. You are ashamed to mention it."

Xu Xingzhi laughed aloud: "What is victory without martial arts?"

He played with the folding fan in his hand, and when he twirled it, the fan turned into a sharp and difficult sword.

He turned the hilt of the sword again, and the body of the sword turned into a Zhangba spear carved with a bronze snake head.

Xu Xingzhi played with the spear a few times, and then turned the spear back into the bamboo bone fan.

"Aren't you good at fighting with spearmen?" Xu Xingzhi threw up the fan with his right hand and took it again, "...It's shameful that you still lost to me."

Zhou Beinan was furious: "...Nonsense, didn't you say before the competition that you won't use your broken fan to conjure tricks during the competition?"

"Oh my God." Xu Xingzhi opened his eyes wide, "We grew up together, and you would believe what I said. Fatty Zhou, you are so cute."

Zhou Beinan: "..."

Without saying a word, he drew his spear from his back and stabbed with his backhand.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Xingzhi dodged, and the folding fan in his hand turned into a pair of shark scissors. The sawtooth scissors firmly grasped the spear stabbed by Zhou Beinan, and lifted the tip of the spear high.

He smiled and said, "Be careful. Little Beibei, I was wrong."

Zhou Beinan only feigned a shot, heard that he was subdued, and withdrew the attack, but he still refused to spare him: "...how could Lord Qingjing accept someone like you as Fengling's first apprentice?"

Xu Xingzhi said without shame: "Maybe it's because I'm too handsome."

Zhou Beinan: "..."

Qu Chi passing by: "..."

Zhou Beinan turned to Qu Chi: "...No, Qu Chi, don't you think he deserves a beating?"

Qu Chi couldn't help laughing: "...Occasionally."

Xu Xingzhi turned the shark scissors into a folding fan again, and fanned himself: "...Bei Nan, this is your fault. I made this 'Xianbi' by myself, and my master also allowed me to use it in the Tianbang competition , You are not ashamed to lose to me, really."

Zhou Beinan poured cold water on him: "So what can you do with this broken fan? In the end, you were hanged and beaten by Qu Chi?"

Xu Xingzhi clicked his tongue: "What do you mean by 'hanging fight'? In the end, I only lost him by one blow. After five years in the competition of the rankings, the top spot will definitely be mine. At that time, I will put the 'Number One in the rankings'." , Fengling Xu Xingzhi' nine characters were written on my fan..."

Before the words fell, another door of light opened near the three of them.

A wheelchair rolled in from the side of the light gate, rolling against the sapphire bricks, creaking.

A Qinglianggu disciple happened to pass by nearby with a volume in his arms. When he saw that person, he immediately fell silent and bowed down, "Hello, Senior Brother Wen."

The visitor was dressed in blue and green clothes as thin as a cicada, and wore a ring of yin and yang made of lightning strike jujube wood. When he heard the greeting, he didn't lift his eyelids, but replied concisely: "...OK."

He rolled the wheelchair directly in front of the three of them: "What are you making a fuss about?"

Qu Chi held his fly whisk in his hand and replied with a smile: "Xingzhi and Beinan are arguing again."

Wen Xuechen's skin was very fair, but it was strangely white, and there was even a faint purple tinge around his lips.

Therefore, his voice was very ethereal, revealing a sense of pale weakness: "...Are you all free?"

Xu Xingzhi sat on the armrest of Wen Xuechen's wheelchair: "I just came back in a hurry. There is nothing left and right, and it's not against the rules to gossip. ... Having said that, these monsters guarding the sacrificial objects are getting more and more boring. One can't help but hit."

Wen Xuechen stared at him and said nothing.

"Now, in my opinion, there are only two types of monsters in the world." Xu Xingzhi played with the fan and continued to brag, "—soft persimmons that are easy to pinch, and soft persimmons that are not easy to pinch."

Zhou Beinan: "..."

Qu Chi: "..."

Wen Xuechen raised his chin slightly: "Oh? Really? Xingzhi is really fearless now."

Xu Xingzhi unrestrainedly opened the fan, and replied cheerfully: "That's natural..."

He turned his gaze and stopped breathing immediately.

Wen Xuechen's right hand, which he had been holding tightly since just now, spread out, and inside it lay a huge beetle, fleshy like a tadpole, wagging its tentacles, and crawling slowly in his palm.

Wen Xuechen said: "All right, this is a specialty of Yaoguang Mountain. I think the shape is cute, so I brought it here for you to have a look."

Xu Xingzhi, who was sitting on the armrest of Wen Xuechen's wheelchair, stiffened into a sculpture.

After a moment.

Chong Guang, who had just changed his clothes and was sitting on the steps dangling his legs in boredom, heard a scream piercing the sky from a distance, and then Zhou Beinan laughed out loud without any scruples.

He moved his ears and jumped down the steps: "Brother Xu?!"

Jiuzhideng wiped his sword indifferently, and with an indifferent face, he said calmly: "No need to go. Brother should have encountered a bug."

Chongguang blinked and blinked: "Brother, are you afraid of bugs?"

Jiuzhideng, who had been silent and indifferent since just now, had a faint look in his eyes when he mentioned Xu Xing: "...Every time the Eastern Emperor sacrifices, the brother will always go to the five seats he is in charge of half a month in advance. Mountain. First, it is to find the way for the participating disciples, and second, the senior brother will use spiritual power to stun all the snakes, insects, rats and ants in the mountain for half a month. Otherwise, the senior brother would not dare to set foot in the mountain no matter what."

The huge beetle that suddenly emerged from Wen Xuechen's palm shocked Xu Xingzhi into a cold sweat. He felt top-heavy and suddenly fell into a whirlpool. Under the huge suction, he was getting farther and farther away from this group of people.

In the end, he spun and fell on a bed.

The moment he opened his eyes, Xu Xingzhi's brain hurt like it exploded.

The herbaceous aroma of the red cedar tree still remained in his nostrils, and he had withdrawn from the memory that belonged to the original owner, and returned to the high tower in the wilderness.

...Meng Chongguang was not in the bedroom, but Zhou Beinan was beside the bed, bent over, and was making pillows for Xu Xingzhi.

Realizing that Xu Xingzhi woke up, Zhou Beinan immediately showed embarrassment, pointed to the pillow and said, "...you sweat too much, I'll change you a pillow."

After explaining, he showed a subtle expression of "what the hell am I doing explaining so much".

Unable to stay left and right, he simply turned around and walked out.

Xu Xingzhi's mind was still confused, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Fatty Zhou."

Zhou Beinan who had already reached the door stopped abruptly.

This title seemed to ignite the suppressed emotions in his heart. He turned around and walked a few steps quickly, returned to the bed, and asked sharply, "...where have you been for the past 13 years?! What exactly did you want to do when you entered the Wilderness?"

He reached out to pick up Xu Xingzhi's collar, but he couldn't.

Zhou Beinan had been dead for many years, and he was Lu Yujiu's ghost slave. Strictly speaking, he was no longer human. At most, he was Lu Yujiu's humanoid weapon. He could only kill with ghost soldiers, but he couldn't touch anyone except Lu Yujiu.

His translucent hands passed straight through Xu Xingzhi's body, but even so, he clenched his fists with all his strength.

He gritted his teeth and whispered: "Xu Xingzhi, do you know that I thought you were dead for many years..."

... Xu Xingzhi could hear a little bit of sadness from his gnashing of teeth.

In Xu Xingzhi's original scattered memories, the original owner and Zhou Beinan fought when they met, and when they first met in the Wilderness, Zhou Beinan was even more honest with Xu Xingzhi. He didn't give him a good look at all, so Xu Xingzhi took it for granted It is determined that the relationship between the two is on fire.

But in that complete memory, the relationship between the two is obviously very good.

Xu Xingzhi's thinking was a little confused at the moment, he held his temples that were swollen and painful, pinched them hard twice, and managed to calm down.

After stabilizing his mind, Xu Xingzhi raised his head and said to Zhou Beinan: "...Someone asked me to kill you."

He admitted so readily that Zhou Beinan was stunned.

After a while, he asked: "...Did the nine lamps ask you to come?"

Xu Xingzhi made a wry smile and did not answer.

His appearance made Zhou Beinan more confident in his judgment.

He sat down by the bed: "He told you to kill Meng Chongguang?"

Xu Xingzhi nodded: "You know. Zhongguang will not defend me."

Zhou Beinan showed a clear expression, and then smiled angrily: "This little bastard is really going to kill us all."

Xu Xingzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

...Finally it was over.

The original owner disappeared for 13 consecutive years, and now he suddenly appeared in the wilderness in his place, which was too suspicious in itself.

Xu Xingzhi failed to kill Meng Chongguang in the first place. Therefore, if he still wanted to stay with this group of people and look for opportunities to attack, he had to find a decent reason to convince them to accept him.

And the best lie is to mix the truth and lies, so that it sounds the most truthful.

Sure enough, as Xu Xingzhi expected, Zhou Beinan believed his words.

Zhou Beinan leaned forward and asked earnestly, "Does he know that we are about to find the 'key' to the wilderness?"