Everyone thinks that he is a genius

it hurts.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

All the bones in his body seemed to be crushed inch by inch, and then reattached.

Su Yu wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy...

If you want to sleep, if you sleep, it shouldn't hurt, right?

Ok.

go to sleep—

Su Yu's thoughts began to blur, and he slowly fell into the abyss.

"Minghua, as a teacher, I don't know whether it is right or wrong to do this. You——"

"Brother, be careful..."

"Three thousand thunders?!... The heavens are not fair!"

"Snow lotus……"

It kept sinking, endlessly, and I didn't know who was murmuring in my ears. Those voices were like layers of silk threads, slowly wrapping Su Yu's consciousness.

"Who are you?" A cold shout suddenly exploded in his ears, which suddenly awakened Su Yu's consciousness.

who am I?

Oh, who else could I be?

Opening his eyes suddenly, Su Yu was covered in cold sweat, and his heart was beating non-stop, making him dizzy for a while.

In order to calm down his breathing, Su Yu took a big breath, but before he could breathe out, he was choked in his chest and couldn't get up or down.

Where is this place?

Turning your head sideways, what you see is a screen embroidered with red plums in the snow.

Red plums and white snow are proud.

antique.

He raised his hand in a daze, and put it in front of his eyes, Su Yu was silent.

This hand was fair and slender, with distinct joints, and a layer of hard calluses on the palm, fingertips, and tiger's mouth. If he was asked to say it, he thought it was a hand holding a sword.

Su Yu had a scar on the palm of his hand, but this hand did not.

Sitting up slowly, a strand of long black hair slid from his shoulders and fell on Su Yu's hand. Out of curiosity, he tugged.

Hiss—it hurts!

it is true!

There was no trace of excitement for time travel in his heart, but Su Yu was in doubt.

Gently lifting the thin quilt covering his body, Su Yu stood barefoot on the ground and looked around the entire room.

The room was clean and tidy, and there was a pot of white flowers on the table by the window.

After hesitating for a long time, Su Yu walked over and looked at it carefully: the flower has eight petals, exuding a faint cold fragrance, and the ice and snow spiritual power escapes along the fragrance of the flower little by little.

Stretching out his fingers and touching the petals lightly, Su Yu felt a chill penetrate into his body along his fingers, was startled, and quickly let go of his hands.

White snow lotus, ice and snow spiritual power, cold fragrance.

Su Yu remembered the description in "A Thousand Autumn Degrees":

"Xiao Daotong stopped Xuanyin: 'Oh, don't move!', Xuanyin blinked, retracted his hand, pretending to be innocent: "Little brother, I'm just curious, just want to see."

'Hmph, what's so interesting, let me tell you, don't think about this potted flower, this potted flower is of great significance to Minghua Shangxian. Xiaodaotong rolled his eyes at Xuanyin.

Xuan Yin thought, it should be, after all, it is a thousand-year-old snow lotus.However, Minghua Shangxian is also really interesting, it is really ridiculous to treat such an elixir as a bonsai.

'The brother taught me that. ’ No matter how disdainful he was, Xuan Yin still bowed to Xiao Daotong respectfully.

Xiao Daotong waved his hand, signaling Xuanyin to follow him.

Walking out of the door, Xuanyin couldn't help but look back after all—that snow lotus, under the sun, its petals were almost transparent, exuding ice and snow spiritual power little by little. "

"Snow lotus?" Unconsciously, the sound echoed in the room like the sound of hitting jade.

The moment the voice came out, Su Yu touched his neck in surprise, his face slowly turned red for some reason.

Cough, Su Yu is a voice control.

What does this body look like?

Unable to bear curiosity, Su Yu looked around, but couldn't find the mirror.

After thinking about it, he tilted his head and touched the snow lotus again. Inspired by its spiritual power, Su Yu found a way that was not a solution-condensing a water mirror.

Ping stretched out a hand, recalling the coldness he felt when he touched the snow lotus, it was just a thought, the nearby water vapor slowly moved closer, suspended above the palm, under the guidance of spiritual power, a little A block of cold ice crystals condensed out.

Su Yu raised his eyebrows and changed the output of spiritual power a bit. With the ice crystal as the center, an ice mirror finally floated quietly.

Satisfied looking at Bing Jing, although there is a little gap with the first expectation, but as a rookie can do this, he himself thinks it is already very good.

The person in the mirror was dressed in a white obscene dress, his black hair was like a waterfall, draped over his shoulders, his complexion was pale, his eyebrows were picturesque, but there was a cold and awe-inspiring air, although there was a new person inside, but he just stood there It's just there, like a long sword out of its sheath, with extraordinary bearing, making people dare not look directly at it.

Black and white are the most extreme colors, but in that person, they got the best interpretation, even when people see him, they will ignore other colors in the world in a trance.

It's just that the color between the eyebrows is too dazzling.

Or rather, too abrupt.

Su Yu frowned, and touched the cinnabar between his brows.

The person in the mirror did the same, and a trace of confusion emerged, which finally gave him a trace of popularity.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Su Yu felt that there was a shadow of his original body between the eyebrows of the person in the mirror.

Leaning closer to the mirror, Su Yu wanted to see more clearly——

"Minghua?" A gentle male voice suddenly came from outside the door, accompanied by the sound of knocking on the door.

Su Yu was startled again, his hands retracted, his thoughts were unstable, and the ice mirror fell from mid-air, and shattered into countless tiny ice crystals on the ground with a "pop".

"Minghua, what's the matter?" Hearing the strange noise in the room, the voice of the people outside became urgent, "I'm sorry, please forgive my rudeness."

After the voice fell, Su Yu only heard the door "squeak" open, and then saw a man in Tsing Yi approaching anxiously, and the two white jade hanging around his waist collided with each other while walking, clanging.

Even so, the masculine demeanor is not diminished. Youdao is Mo Shangren Ruyu, a unparalleled son in the world, that's it.

Walking in front of Su Yu, the man in Tsing Yi frowned and said, "Minghua, you are not in good health, why don't you take a good rest and walk on the ground barefoot?"

Hearing this, Su Yu silently lowered his head and looked down—his feet were covered by the blue slate, and his toes became whiter and whiter, like jade carvings.

He curled his toes unconsciously.

Seeing that "Minghua" was a little guilty, the man in Tsing Yi laughed out loud, with doting eyes: "Okay, Minghua, I will take care of the snow lotus for you, can you come to the bed now and let me check it?"

Su Yu raised his head, gave the man in Tsing Yi a cold look, and nodded.

The cyan wood spirit surrounded Su Yu. Su Yu didn't understand, and didn't want to understand, but just stared at the man in Tsing Yi's movements without blinking.

On the surface, it still looks so calm, but there has been a huge wave in the heart, and the bullet screen is called a fast one: #天啦嘤, I have crossed and become my male god! ! ! #

#嘤嘤嘤, what should I do, how can I kneel and lick my male god after this?Want daffodils? OMG#

#On whether the good doctor in front of me is a warm man#

#嘤，will they find out that it's not Minghua#

#A thousand ways to die for those who seize the house#

In "Thousands of Autumns", the relationship between Minghua Shangxian and his senior brothers is very good, especially with his third senior brother - Ye Kongqing.Ye Kongqing is good at wood-type spiritual power, and is also a master of alchemy in the sect. He treats everyone with gentleness, courtesy, and impartiality. Because he only loves orchids, he is nicknamed "Youlan Gentleman" in the world of immortality.

It's just that Su Yu likes Minghua Shangxian so much, since he saw the chapter where Minghua Shangxian fell, he skipped through the following chapters, and he didn't pay attention to Ye Kongqing at all.

"What's wrong? Why do you keep staring at me?" Ye Kongqing winked playfully at Su Yu during the inspection.

Su Yu immediately lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Ye Kongqing didn't say anything, withdrew his spiritual power, and said to Su Yu gently, "It's still the same, the tendons are damaged, but it has improved, so you don't have to worry too much."

Su Yu nodded.

Knowing that Su Yu still didn't want to say anything, Ye Kongqing's face was worried, and he hesitated to speak several times, but he didn't know what to say, so he patted Su Yu on the shoulder and comforted softly: "It's okay, I am here."

After a long silence, Su Yu said: "Yes."

Seeing that "Minghua" was no longer a boring gourd, Ye Kongqing felt relieved, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Then I'm leaving, you have to rest well."

"Ah."

After Ye Kongqing left, Su Yu lay down on the couch trembling, and then wrapped himself into a large white ball: This must be a dream, just wake up.

Serious face.

Hahaha, I never thought that one day I would be able to dream of being a male god, baahahaha.

Well, go to sleep and everything will be fine when you wake up.

——I don’t know what happened to Xiaoxuan.

After Ye Kongqing walked out of Minghua's courtyard, she turned into a ray of light and returned to her own mountain.

The head of the sect had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Ye Kongqing come back, he was so excited that he almost pulled off his beard, and before Ye Kongqing could catch his breath, he kept asking: "How is Minghua?"

Ye Kongqing shook his head lightly and said, "He's awake."

Waking up is a good thing, why shake your head again?

After thinking about it carefully, the headmaster's face darkened: "A demon?"

"...I don't know whether the one who woke up is Minghua or the demon."

After that, the two of you looked at each other and fell into silence.

"Ai—" With a long sigh, the sect master turned around, stroking his beard and looking into the distance, "I hope he is Minghua."

At that time, the white clouds were lingering, the clouds and mists were shrouded, and the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the sun and the moon were darkened when the three thousand thunders fell that day.

The author has something to say: Some little angels responded that Su Yu seemed to have collapsed from the high-cold personality...

Let me explain here. On the one hand, Su Yu's aloofness is influenced by Minghua, and on the other hand, he is pretending to be aloof. The kind of secondary school student who beats people up and gets complained about by bamboo horses.