Master, don't stop me from being an idol

Standing on the Demon Execution Stage was a sword cultivator in blue, with a tall and straight figure, his handsome face was bloodless, a bundle of golden strings was wrapped around his neck, the golden light cut through his skin, and blood flowed into his collar drop by drop.

"Woooooooo..."

Wen Baiyu turned his head and said softly to the crying man, "Junior Brother, don't cry."

The man who was called Junior Brother cried even more when he heard the words: "Brother, I don't believe that you colluded with Moxiu to kill Senior Brother Bai and destroy the treasure. There must be something hidden in this. I will go and plead with Master again!"

Wen Baiyu looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to pass through layers of white clouds, and he saw the person sitting high in the hall.

A few days ago, he was ordered to go to Hantan with his junior brother Bai Wenjian to retrieve a treasure, but on the way to retrieve the treasure, he met a demon cultivator. During the confrontation, he encountered a dark sword. At the last glance of his coma, he Seeing Bai Wenjian hugging and smiling with that demon cultivator.

After he woke up, the treasure was destroyed, and Bai Wenjian's body fell beside him, and the weapon of death was the Moon Companion Sword in his hand.

He explained what happened, but the wounds on his body healed for some reason, and Bai Wenjian was dead, so there was no way to verify everything he said.

All sects take turns guarding the treasure every year. When this happened, all sects came to ask for an explanation.

At that time, Wen Boyu was tied with the rope of killing demons, and knelt in the hall waiting to be punished.

"It's not a pity for the demon cultivators to collude and die!"

"kill him!"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, as if they were waiting for an order to kill him on the spot.

Zhuang Yue, dressed in golden silk and white clothes, sat on the main hall, his face like a banished fairy showed no trace of emotion, and when he got up, everyone fell silent.

"Wen Baiyu colluded with demon cultivators to harm fellow sects, abolished the celestial roots, and entered another world."

People who originally thought that Zhuang Yue would be soft-hearted suddenly said nothing more, abolishing the immortal root is more painful than death for every immortal cultivator.

As for the other world, it was rumored that it was a place of near death, and no one had ever entered and returned alive.

With his thoughts back, Wen Baiyu stretched out his hand and pulled off the golden rope, ignoring the palm injured by the golden light, and smiled faintly at his junior brother: "Master, he doesn't believe me."

The younger brother was stunned, the devil-killing rope could bind Moxiu and the person contaminated with devilish energy, and if the elder brother could untie it with bare hands, it meant that he did not collude with Moxiu.

The Demon Slaying Rope is the master's magic weapon, it is impossible for him not to know this.

Wen Boyu accepted the punishment, even if he suffered from Bai Wenjian's conspiracy, he still failed his master's entrustment before he left.

As for the unwillingness and grievance in his heart, it has long been covered up by the pain when the immortal root was abolished.

He slowly walked towards the barrier on the Demon Execution Platform.

"Brother!!!" The younger brother cried and wanted to run over, but was stopped by an invisible wall.

Standing in the barrier, Wen Boyu felt a huge suction force, as if it was going to crush his internal organs. At that moment, his black eyes became pale, like dusty pearls.

Not knowing what the other world is like, Wen Baiyu was still distracted thinking about it under the great pain.

He is now better than ordinary people. If he encounters a monster, it will probably end in death.

"Crack clap-"

"Hey! Good! Please raise your sword, please?"

When Wen Baiyu opened his eyes, he saw a dazzling white light. He subconsciously pulled out the Moon Companion Sword in his hand and pointed at the source of the white light.

The sword tip was only a few centimeters away from the man's neck, but the man became more and more excited, using the black box in his hand to continuously release white light at Wen Baiyu.

Wen Baiyu didn't hurt anyone because he sensed that the man had no aura in him, he was a mortal. He looked around and found that there were people coming and going, like a busy city only in the mortal world.

Everyone was wearing different clothes, and some of them were even more revealing than the Moxiu he had seen.

Wen Baiyu lowered his eyes. He knew that he had come to another world, but this place did not seem to match the rumors. Although there were scenes he was not familiar with everywhere, the aura was thin and there were no immortals.

The photographer took more than ten photos in a row. Every time he comes to the comic exhibition to take photos, he has taken countless cosplays, and many of them have very engaging and temperamental cosplays.

But there were very few that surprised him, and the young man in front of him was one of them.

The other party was dressed in a simple Tsing Yi, with a slender figure, standing with a sword in his hand, a few strands of his bundled hair fell down his cheeks, his neck and palms were smeared with blood, the photographer couldn't figure out which character he would cosplay.

But he can be sure that the opponent must have martial arts skills, and the flowing sword posture is extremely handsome.

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, the photographer called to him: "Wait! Can you give me your contact information and name? When the time comes, the photo will be posted on Weibo. I'm so grateful for you."

Wen Boyu didn't care to talk to the photographer. He saw a woman dressed similarly to him. Thinking of people who had strayed into other worlds a few years ago, hope arose in his heart. Using his spiritual energy, he quickly walked through the crowd and came to the woman.

The photographer rubbed his eyes: Am I wrong?How come people ran over there in the blink of an eye?

"This girl." Wen Baiyu looked at the woman intently, and confirmed that the dress on the woman was similar to his. The fabric was excellent, and the pattern covering it was gorgeous and luxurious. It was obviously the daughter of a rich family.

The woman was rushing to watch the performance in the comic exhibition hall, when she saw someone suddenly stop her, she subconsciously backed away, looked up and saw a handsome guy in ancient costume, she immediately restrained her dissatisfied expression, straightened her body, and asked with a sweet smile: "Sir, What's up?"

Seeing that the woman's speech was not as weird as that of the man just now, Wen Baiyu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Girl, how long have you been in this other world?"

The woman's expression froze, and she thought: Where is this cosplay coming from?Fuck, I've watched so many dramas, as long as they're a bit popular, I'm sure I've watched them all, but I really don't have the impression of this character's image and lines.

catch!No!Down!go!How!what!break!

The woman looked around, but she didn't see anyone shooting the video. If the other party wasn't standing still, she would have suspected that the other party was trying to make a prank video.

"Sorry, I don't know the character you're playing, Tsing Yi and Gray Eyes...May I ask which anime or live-action drama it's from?"

Wen Baiyu's heart sank when he heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood, the woman in front of him was not from the same place as him.

There were more and more people around, and Wen Baiyu saw more people in similar clothes passing by. The words they said seemed to be understandable, but some words made him unable to understand.

"Excuse me." Wen Baiyu cupped his fists, turned and walked away.

"Hey! Can you tell me which drama you are from? I want to see it!" The woman yelled at him. Seeing that he didn't respond, she felt bored and turned to go into the hall to watch the show.

Wen Boyu felt a sense of loneliness that was vast but had no place to stay, but he hadn't been melancholy for long, and the hunger in his stomach made him feel embarrassed.

After cultivating immortality, he doesn't need to eat. If the immortal root is abolished, he will naturally have all the needs of mortals.

Wen Boyu smelled the aroma of food, came to something that looked like a carriage, and saw many people queuing up to take food from the people inside the carriage.

"Hello, 19 yuan."

"I pay by WeChat."

Wen Boyu knew that although these people were dressed strangely, they were not as embarrassed as beggars, so this was not giving food.

So, ask for money.

And he has nothing else except the Moon Companion Sword and the Demon Slaying Rope wrapped around his wrist and turned into an ordinary rope.

Wen Boyu couldn't ask for food, so he turned around and thought about how to make a living.

"Wowotou, four for one yuan, hehe!" Wearing a pink hat and dressed in pink clothes, the young lady walked over pushing the dining car, and the loudspeaker hanging on the dining car was utterly circling ghost and animal sales.

Passers-by would smile heartily when they saw this, and some people actually bought four corn buns for a dollar in the past.

"Wootou, four for a dollar, hehe!"

The hunger in Wen Baiyu's stomach became stronger and stronger.

When the dining car passed by him, the young lady noticed that she was attracted by Wen Baiyu's tall figure, and then looked up, huh!So handsome!

Why is he looking at me so intensely?My little heart is on fire.

The young lady lowered her head, and in order to break the silence, she said shyly, "Do you want to eat steamed bread, it's delicious."

Wen Baiyu's eyes brightened slightly: "Is it possible? But I... don't bring any money."

He didn't want people to know his downfall.

The young lady put the buns in a bag and handed them to him: "Of course, you don't get paid for playing tricks."

"Thank you." Wen Baiyu took the wowotou, and the warm and soft texture made him swallow it into his throat in two or three bites.

He hadn't felt this satisfaction in a long time.

Seeing that he was eating well, the young lady asked again: "Do you want more?"

Wen Baiyu shook his head, said with a slight smile, "I'm Wen Baiyu, I'll repay the kindness of a meal, girl, please extend your hand."

His gray eyes were stained with warmth, and his whole face softened down to the bone.

The young lady's mind was stuck, and she just stretched out her hand as he said.

Wen Boyu drew a summoning talisman on her palm with the remaining aura: "If one day you are in danger, call my name, and I will definitely appear in time to save you in distress."

The young lady is still in a daze.

Wen Boyu didn't care, he met too many strange people here, he clasped his fists and turned around to go to the crowded place.

When the little sister finally came back to her senses, she looked at her palm and murmured, "You're so handsome! What did he say about your name just now?"

Wen Boyu knew that since he came to another world, he should get acquainted with the rules of the other world as soon as possible. Naturally, places with a lot of people can get news.

He came to the place where the most people were, and set up a stage there, on which there were women dancing to the singing.

The men and women around Wen Baiyu kept applauding excitedly. If he hadn't confirmed through their expressions that they were not angry and dissatisfied, he might have thought that they were humiliating the woman upstairs who was performing arts.

Yes, Wen Boyu thought that the girls on stage were performing arts to make money.

Wen Boyu thought he had found a way to make a living. He didn't know how to sing and dance, but he was good at martial arts.

"What's going on! Why hasn't the next sword dancer arrived yet!" The supervisor in charge of the backstage was furious holding the scroll in his hand, and the staff around him shrank their necks and didn't dare to speak.

"It is said that there is a traffic jam. Yes, it will take 10 minutes to arrive." After speaking, the staff saw the supervisor's wide eyes and immediately lowered his head.

"10 minutes? When he comes, I will see that all the performances on the stage are over!" The supervisor looked at the performance list, but found that there was no way to temporarily replace the people behind, and those would be messed up.

"Excuse me."

The speaker's voice was clear and bright. The supervisor looked over and saw a handsome man in ancient Tsing Yi and gray colored contact lenses.

"Who are you? Who asked you to come backstage?"

Wen Baiyu smiled and said: "I'm Wen Baiyu, I just happened to hear that your place lacks a sword dancer, and I can do it."

Wen Baiyu had handsome eyebrows, and due to his cultivation of immortals, his complexion was fair and flawless, and it was difficult to cover his glistening white face in the dim light of the background.

The supervisor looked at the sword pinned behind him, and thought that such a person would be able to attract the attention of the audience even if he couldn't dance a sword.

"Director, the performance is almost over." The staff member said.

Take a gamble!The supervisor said to Wen Boyu, "Okay, you can come after her performance."

Wen Baiyu cupped his fists: "Thank you, Director."

The dancing girl on the stage walked off the stage after the performance, and suddenly a figure flashed from the audience to the stage.

No one could see clearly what happened at that moment, only a handsome man in ancient Tsing Yi with gray colored contact lenses.

Wen Baiyu pulled out the moon-accompanying sword pinned behind him, and raised his voice: "Wen Baiyu, I just arrived at Guibao Land because I have no money left, so I'm here to perform, I hope everyone who has money will make money, and those who don't have money will make money! "

Supervisor/Staff: "???"

The author has something to say: Open the article~ This is the No.13 work~(≧▽≦)/~

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"Become a heartthrob in the game of death in love"

Copywriting: Jing An was single for 30 years and died in an accident on his birthday.

A game must be won in order to be revived.

When choosing cheat, he chose the heartthrob attribute.

Jing Anzai: Me!want!talk!love!like!

Unexpectedly, the game is a supernatural game, a couple who showed affection died in front of him the moment before.

Ghost: Show affection, die quickly, come on?

Jing An was looking at all kinds of high-quality and good men who were crazy about him, and his heart was painful and his face was indifferent: Don't love me, there is no result.

Super want to fall in love Superficially indifferent by x think unrequited love seeking but not paranoid attack