Master, don't stop me from being an idol

After the game, Wen Boyu returned to the villa. He washed off the stains in the room, came out and changed into clean clothes, and went to the swimming pool behind the villa, where there was a party arranged by the program team.

"Despicable!" Zi Ran pointed at the people in Group D with a chicken leg

"This is a tactic! You simple-minded rookie!" Shi Xinzhi folded his hands and said with a contemptuous smile, "You actually committed suicide. It's ridiculous. There must be a limit to being stupid, right?"

Bai Xingyan was lying on the beach chair, most of his tattoos were exposed, while Kong Ange was sitting cross-legged drinking beer.

"Only those who can decide their own life and death are free." Ziran popped out such a second sentence.

This sentence is of no use to others, but Wen Baiyu, who doesn't know much about the other world, can be called a golden sentence.

Unexpectedly...Wen Baiyu was struck deeply, but the other party turned out to be as wise as a fool.

Ziran trembled a bit, how could he feel his heart fluttering.

"You can relax tonight and go back tomorrow." Mo Zhaojin walked to Wen Baiyu's side and said with a smile, "The ratings and ratings of the program group are rising steadily, so they decided to celebrate."

"Speaking of which, a large part of it is because of your relationship."

If the program group didn't have people like Wen Boyu who didn't look like idols but brought out the advantages of idols to the extreme, it might just be an ordinary program.

Wen Boyu never felt that he was special. There are many geniuses in the world of cultivating immortals, especially his master... He may be just a little stronger than others, and now he doesn't even have this advantage.

"This is the result of the overall effort, and I'm just a part of it." Wen Baiyu thought of Mo Zhaojin who fell many times in the forest because of avoiding paintballs, "How's your injury?"

"It's all small scratches." Mo Zhaojin raised her hand, and unwrapped her bandaged arm, revealing her unscathed arm, "Look, the wound will be completely healed within a few minutes after applying the medicine."

Wen Baiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression was not relaxed. Mo Zhaojin recovered from this injury too quickly.

Sure enough, it was because of Shen Qingzhi's relationship with him, and if it dragged on, the other party's soul might completely disappear.

He would not allow Shen Qingzhi to take away his friend.

Suddenly his forehead was flicked, Wen Baiyu raised his head in a daze, and saw Mo Zhaojin retracting his fingers and said with a smile: "Why are you making such a serious expression? Can't you see my injury recover?"

"No, it's not...you misunderstood." Before Wen Baiyu finished speaking, Mo Zhaojin grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward.

"Leave all the worries to tomorrow, let's have fun tonight." Mo Zhaojin pushed Wen Baiyu away after finishing speaking.

Wen Boyu staggered a few steps forward, just in time to bump into Lu Yu who was holding a barbecue skewer.

"Fuck!"

"Plop—" The two of them fell into the swimming pool.

Lu Yu raised his head and glanced at the meat skewers that were drenched before he ate them, oh!This was something he was going to sit in a corner and savor.

"Wen Baiyu! Look at what you've done!"

Wen Baiyu came out of the water, just in time to see the skewers that Lu Yu was poking over, he turned sideways to avoid: "Calm down, it's obviously Zhao Jin..."

He turned his head and saw Mo Zhaojin.

"Since it's a pool party, it doesn't make sense not to play in the water." Zhuang Xingzhou didn't know when he would appear in the pool.

"It's revenge!" Shi Xinzhi jumped into the swimming pool, causing a large splash of water.After a while, everyone had a water battle in the swimming pool, and the program team thoughtfully prepared water guns for them.

"Hey! Give me a can of beer if anyone gets hit by a water gun, dare you?" Bai Xingyan held a colorful plastic water gun, and he still had the aura of a villain.

"Who's afraid of whom!!!" Lu Yu and Ziran said at the same time, they looked at each other, and immediately formed a united front against Group D, shooting water jets at Bai Xingyan one after another.

"Hero Wen, I will leave Shi Xinzhi and Kong Ange to you!" Zi Ran turned his head when he said this, and saw that Wen Baiyu was hit by two jets of water.

"Fuck!" Lu Yu also saw it, "Can't you dodge paintballs! You can get hit!"

Shi Xinzhi swiped Wen Baiyu's face with a water gun, and said triumphantly, "You lost."

"Yeah." Wen Baiyu wiped his face and said calmly, "Give me the wine."

Shi Xinzhi: "..." Why do you feel that you have been ordered?

After thinking about it, he brought a few cans of beer over, and Wen Baiyu sat by the pool and opened a bottle to drink.

Drinking wine from the world of cultivating immortals is completely different, it feels cold and bitter, but it has a refreshing feeling that makes people want to stop.

Wen Baiyu drank one can after another, but his body is only a little stronger than ordinary people, and gradually his eyes gradually became blurred.

He was lying on the ground, staring at the crescent moon in the sky intently. The hair rope, which was usually neatly tied, had been pulled off when he was playing just now, and his black hair was spread behind him like ink.

"The moon..." Wen Baiyu stretched out his hand, his gray eyes were condensed with fragile waves, "It's so... out of reach."

His outstretched hand was caught, the familiar breath and the brain dulled by alcohol made him not try to break free, nor did he try to wake up.

"It's not too far away..." Mo Zhaojin turned his back to the light, his handsome face was hidden in the shadows, and he could vaguely see the upward curve of his mouth, "You can catch the moon if you want."

Black mist overflowed from his hand, and within a short while Wen Baiyu's body was surrounded by a large amount of devilish energy.

"I won't hurt him." Shen Qingzhi, who had recovered his original appearance, ran his fingertips across the rope on Wen Baiyu's wrist, "So be quiet."

A large amount of black air overflowed from him, and there was silence all around, and all the people who had been fighting before were all unconscious on the ground.

Shen Qingzhi used his fingers to draw in mid-air, and soon an enchantment gate appeared in front of him, he turned around, and said to Wen Baiyu who was standing behind him: "Let's go, I'll take you to catch the moon."

Wen Boyu's eyes were empty, and he followed Shen Qingzhi into the barrier with clumsy movements.

……

Zhuang Yuezhong woke up from the dream, he sat up abruptly, put his hand on his heart, as if he was feeling the beating heart.

Not a dream.People who have cultivated to Zhuang Yuezhong's level will not dream, unless they take the initiative to enter the illusory dreamland.

"The moon is cold."

Yue Leng appeared, Zhuang Yue held the hilt of the sword again, feeling the coldness coming from his palm made him more sober.

Zhuang Yuezhong tried to recall some pictures that appeared in his mind just now, but he still couldn't connect the fragmented pictures together.

The only thing he remembered most was Wen Boyu's tearful face.

Zhuang Yue's heart was beating wildly all the time, and a sense of uneasiness swept over him, he had never seen Bai Yu's sad expression before.

Must go to confirm.

Zhuang Yue stomped on the ground, suddenly surrounded by darkness, his pupils constricted suddenly.

This is--

He stood still, raised his head and looked forward, and sure enough there was Wen Baiyu not far away, holding Banyue in his hand, with a youthful free-spirited and confident look on his brows.

"Master, I learned another move today." Wen Baiyu pointed his long sword at Zhuang Yuezhong, with a gentle smile in his black eyes, "Please enlighten me."

Zhuang Yuezhong felt lost. It seemed that he hadn't seen Wen Baiyu in Tsing Yi for a long time. Ever since the other party came to another world, he was wearing a very weird outfit.

"Master." Wen Baiyu charged forward with the sword, Zhuang Yue regained his thoughts, he had used this move many years ago, and knew that Wen Baiyu in front of him was just an illusion, what he really needed to pay attention to was Shen Qingzhi who was hiding in the dark.

Zhuang Yue clenched the hilt tightly, this time he must kill Shen Qingzhi.

Sure enough, Wen Baiyu, who raised his sword and slashed, passed through Zhuang Yuezhong's body.

Sensing an extra breath in the barrier, Zhuang Yue held Yue Leng's sword and stabbed it.

No matter how fast his sword was, he couldn't hit the cunning Shen Qingzhi, Zhuang Yuezhong knew this in his heart, he just wanted to force the other party to show up.

But in the next second, he felt the sword really pierced into the flesh.

Blood suddenly flowed out from the darkness, and the person hiding in it appeared in front of Zhuang Yuezhong's eyes.

"Master..."

"Master!"

Two voices with the same voice but with different emotions sounded.

Zhuang Yuezhong's hand trembled heavily, almost unable to hold Yueleng anymore, he looked at Wen Baiyu in disbelief.

"Bai Yu..."

Wen Boyu lowered his head, the cold moon pierced his shoulder, the surface was the familiar cold light, stained with his oozing blood.

The chill went straight to his heart, almost making him speechless in pain.

The intoxication brought by alcohol at the beginning disappeared when he saw the person appearing in the barrier of Master.

"Why... Master saw me?"

Something kept falling out of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Master, it turns out that you... like me..." When he said this, his heart was not filled with long-awaited joy, but with deep despair and pain, "But why...you make me suffer so..."

Zhuang Yuezhong opened his eyes wide, and the next moment Yueleng disappeared, he stretched out his hand, but Wen Baiyu took a step back to avoid his hand.

"Master, why are you ignoring me?" Wen Baiyu, who was standing behind Zhuang Yuezhong in the barrier, was tugging at his cuff and shaking it, asking puzzledly.

But in front of Zhuang Yuezhong, Wen Baiyu's originally dark eyes turned gray, as if they had been completely burned.

In an instant there was nothing left.