[Wearing Books] Those Years When I Was a Heartthrob

Xiaoyaomen is at the top of a high mountain, and Haitang State is at the top of a cliff, which is an extremely dangerous boundary.

Gu Jiyu lived in the high cold for thousands of years, and now he has fallen into the smoky mountain gate. Yi Zhizhou feels that the master should not be here, but should be cold and cold.

He saw a small pattern of a lamp on his master's jade-like earlobe.

Thinking of the lamp that fell on the Beiyu Mountain Inn, Gu Jiyu raised his eyes to say something, and Gu Jiyu made a move.When he read the original novel, he only felt that Lord Xiaoyun was powerful, but he didn't have a specific impression. When his sword was as bright as a knife, he noticed it.

Gu Jiyu of "One Sword of Frost and Cold Fourteen States" really lived up to his reputation. That sword forcefully split the battle situation and broke the long-standing stalemate. There was no room for it.

"Gu Jiyu, you're here." Only then did Shen Xuzhou get serious, with a solemn expression on his face.

Gu Jiyu didn't return him, the sword in his hand kept moving, the momentum was so majestic, the bayonet turned red at once.Xiaoyaomen swordsmanship is different from others, it seeks a realm of great achievement.For thousands of years, only Gu Jiyu has practiced it well.

The Luoxia Palace swordsmanship is more inclined towards selflessness and selflessness, but Shen Xuzhou has been full of worries since the beginning of his training.His ignorant youth was wiped away until only unshakable pressure and hatred remained.He couldn't practice the free and unrestrained swordsmanship of Luoxia Palace well, nor could he succeed in it.

The burden is too heavy, there is no room for him to relax for a moment.

Shen Xuzhou couldn't avoid it, he gritted his teeth and received the sword, and looked at Gu Jiyu with hatred.

"Who the hell are you?" Gu Jiyu had already sensed that something was wrong, but he was never good at dealing with these past human affairs, and it was usually Qingsong Daoist who came forward to resolve them.

Due to the long time of seclusion, often around a hundred years, he rarely sees the talents of Master Qingsong's generation.

I have seen each other a few times, but I hurriedly said goodbye.

It wasn't until the time when Gu Xunshen was seriously ill that he dealt with Shen Xuzhou seriously.

It's nothing, I just don't understand this person.

Looking for the strange fear made him suspicious, but he searched his brains and thought, but he had no clue.

"Shen Yuanzong's son, Shen Xuzhou." He said as he drew his sword and walked towards Gu Jiyu.His life experience that had been accumulated in his heart for thousands of years was exposed under the sun.

There is a kind of long-lost, relaxed lightness.

In the turmoil of swords, lights and swords, I touched a little fur of freedom and interest, as if breaking free from the shackles.

Gu Jiyu turned around to receive the sword, shook his head and said: "If your heart is restless, the sword will be unstable."

Shen Xuzhou drew back the sword, the force was so strong that his jaw was numb, his eyes slightly turned to Shen Chaosui and smiled at Gu Jiyu: "Mr. Xiaoyun, the future will be long."

Yi Zhizhou was in a hurry to chase after him, but Gu Jiyu was very calm, and swung a sword with radiant light.

In the battle below, Chu Zeyuan was nowhere to be seen.

After a brief silence, it rose like a tide, and the shouts spread all over the mountains and seas.

It seems to be venting the pain of loss and the joy of liberation.Hundreds of people cheered Xiaoyaomen's victory today, but Yi Zhizhou only looked into Meng Xingtan's eyes.

"Little Junior Brother." He licked the name between his lips and teeth as if he had found a treasure and was protecting it.

In the smog and dust where the dust had settled, there were disciples who took in the remnants of the defeated soldiers and washed away the bloody remains.He was so cold and cold on weekdays, and the corners of his eyes were red at the moment.

"Little brother!" Yi Zhizhou hurriedly chased after him, the little brother didn't know what kind of madness he was doing, and kept ignoring him, can we make things clear, my little brother!Even if you don't like me now, it's okay, don't always engage in cold violence!Yi Zhizhou stomped his feet in anger.

"Meng Xingtan! If you do this again, I will never, ever talk to you again! As you wish, we will return from bridge to bridge, and I will never pester you again!"

He desperately wanted to make it clear, and he didn't want to talk about it in such a daze.

"What do you want to say, senior brother?" Meng Xingtan stopped in his tracks, and turned around to look at him politely, calm and emotionless, as if he was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Yi Zhizhou suddenly didn't dare to say anything, maybe sometimes feelings can't be expressed clearly in one or two sentences.He even began to be afraid that his junior brother would say that I don't like you anymore, and he lost the confidence to ask him.

On the way of entrusting his love, he lost his eternal confidence, and he was afraid that Meng Xingtan would leave.

But he was born with a lack of tendons, and he was so moved that even if he was flustered and overwhelmed, he still had to straighten his back and ask for the result.

It's not really smart, brave is pretty brave.

"Do you still like me?" Yi Zhizhou couldn't help but stuttered, looking directly at Meng Xingtan and asked.

"Senior brother, I believe you like what you said, and I believe every word you said in Beiyu Mountain." Tired and helpless, Meng Xingtan smiled as if coaxing a child, and said, "But senior brother, you don't understand. Your Is it all too easy?"

It's too easy, easy to get, and caught off guard when lost, how can he tolerate it?

If it's like this, it's better not to get it.

Yi Zhizhou didn't quite understand his thoughts, and Yi Zhizhou, who could barely understand the meaning of the younger brother's words, spoke boldly: "Then it's fine if I don't leave you?"

"Besides the Happy Rain Stone, Beiyu Mountain also has Po Meng Gu, I'll just plant it." Yi Zhizhou said.

Mengpo Gu comes from the bottom of Beiyu Mountain, and it comes from the meaning that even Mengpo soup in the underworld is indelible.But once the love of the cultivator who obeyed the Zi Gu dissipated, he would be wiped out immediately, so he was a must-have item in Luoxia Palace.

Otherwise, there are so many beautiful sisters in Luoxia Palace, if one of them is cheated and used to punish scumbags, it will be very intuitive and effective.

"Senior brother, you!" The younger brother seemed more angry because Yi Zhizhou felt that he really didn't understand the thoughts of these stallion male protagonists.

It's him who eats Zigu and not a junior brother, why are you so angry? It's really fierce.

"Brother, if you really feel bored one day, it will be a life-threatening situation!" Meng Xingtan was so angry that his voice became sharp, as if he was wronged and sad.

Yi Zhizhou understands, but the younger brother still doesn't believe that he can always like the younger brother until the sea dries up.

If you really eat it and then you have an attack, little brother, it's true, people lose their love and lose their love.It's pretty miserable to think about living with a pile of wreckage.

But he is really not an irresponsible scumbag, hey!Yi Zhizhou was so wronged that he wanted to curl up.

It would be best if he could curl up into a ball and roll over to knock his little brother to pieces!What is the image of senior brother in your mind? Are you a dead boy trying to piss me off!

"Junior Brother, I really like you. I'm not teasing you. It's not just a whim." Yi Zhizhou looked at Meng Xingtan with a warm smile like the rare warm sun in winter, a gentle boat in Meng Xingtan's dead heart. .

"Try it with me, I will always like my junior brother, and it will never change." After Yi Zhizhou finished speaking, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, really like a scumbag cheating on his girlfriend.

He was still thinking about whether to change his statement, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was not unreasonable for the younger brother to suspect him.

He really looks like a scumbag who has been in love for a long time.

But he's a real single.

"Okay." Meng Xingtan lowered his eyes and finally answered.

Glass beads can hold time, if love is scattered, having glass beads is better than loneliness.

"Little Junior Brother is so kind!" Yi Zhizhou was so happy that his nose arched, and he wrinkled joyfully, full of childishness, making people want to pinch his cheek.

"Senior brother." Meng Xingtan sighed, and was about to pull his koala-like senior brother off his body when his senior brother happily slapped him on the face.

The sound was loud and earth-shattering.

Even his cold heart was shaken, let alone those who kept a respectful distance and did not dare to approach.

"Brother." His voice softened, and he didn't break free from Yi Zhizhou's hold on his hand, allowing him to hold it so openly, but couldn't help but smile when he lowered his head.

Gu Jiyu, who vomited a mouthful of blood in the cloud, saw it and smiled desolately.

His chest was very uncomfortable, not to mention the forced exit, and the sword competition with Shen Xuzhou, who had advanced swordsmanship, also made him exhausted, and the internal friction was serious, and his eyes turned black from the pain.

While thinking about it, I remembered the old things many years ago.

It was his rare youth, but he was still very mature and prudent, when he met Gu Yifeng of Xiaoyaomen.

That is the talent of the ancestors of the Gu family. His talent is not the most outstanding, but he is the best at wandering around. He is an honest but shrewd person.

Among the new generation of disciples of the Gu family, Gu Yifeng picked Gu Jiyu who was the most talented.

At that time, there were several disciples who went with him to Xiaoyaomen with mediocre talents like him.But Gu Jiyu's mind is as firm as a rock, and he is devoted to cultivating the Tao.

When he climbed to the ninth level of Xiaoyaomen swordsmanship, he turned to look at Gu Yifeng who was at the seventh level.

It is already full of hatred and jealousy, with a hideous face.

Gu Jiyu has practiced since he was a child. He doesn't understand the world and the world, and he doesn't understand other people's moods. He only cultivates in behavior.

He didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only try his best to avoid it.

That was the beginning of his learning to retreat. He could not only focus on his own cultivation, but also avoid complex human relationships.

He has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and when he came out of the mountain, things changed and people changed, and all kinds of unbearable conditions made him never retreat for such a long time, for fear that he would accidentally make a big mistake.

At that time, Gu Yifeng was already exhausted, suffering from a serious illness and using herbal medicine to continue his life.

And the Xiaoyaomen under him is also like gold and jade, and it doesn't look like a famous and decent family.Facing Gu Jiyu, whom everyone respectfully called Lord Xiaoyun, he showed his true hypocrisy: "You can't beat me."

"Xiaoyaomen is going to be defeated, none of you can save me, none of you can beat me!" He looked haggard, old and dull, and shouted at Gu Jiyu almost screaming.

Gu Jiyu flung the flying sword at him coldly.

Inside the corrupt Xiaoyaomen, a drastic rectification began.

Since then, Luoxia Palace has gradually become a climate.

With.

Ta.

group.

Correct.

Then Zizai Lin also gained a firm foothold.

Gu Jiyu coughed, his sleeves were stained red with blood, someone handed him a clean handkerchief.

"Uncle, let's go and see Uncle Fenghe." Gu Xunshen said anxiously with his eyes full of worry.

"Okay." Gu Jiyu nodded, swallowed a pill, and left with Gu Xunshen's footsteps.His eyes wandered, and he glanced quickly at the small forest where Yi Zhizhou turned around, and then lowered his eyes slightly.