I just want to be beautiful after transmigrating into Xiuxianwen

Step sideways, sideways, low waist, sweeping legs and turning around, Lingbo micro-steps, clothes flying, body posture graceful like flowing wind, after an instant circles to the opponent's side, the sword in the hand turns around, murderous like cold snow, slashing towards Where the opponent's neck--

The flowing movement happened in the blink of an eye, and Cheng Jieyu regained his senses at the last moment and stopped the sword, and the blade barely touched Sun Yu's neck.

With the killing intent in his eyes, Cheng Jieyu raised his foot and kicked Sun Yu's ass hard, kicking him directly to the audience.

"The wind returns to the snow?!" Wen Hongxi stood up in shock on the high platform, and looked at Sheng Yunxiao in surprise, "You taught him this trick?"

Sheng Yunxiao "watched" Cheng Jieyu on the competition stage, his eyelashes covered by white silk trembled slightly, and his body trembled slightly with his fists clenched.

"No." His throat tightened and his voice trembled slightly.

This move was not taught by him, but by the younger brother...

It is he who remembers.

Standing on the competition stage, Cheng Jieyu was panting slightly, but his eyes were sharp. He looked down at Sun Yu who was lying on the ground, "You lost."

Sun Yu didn't seem to have come back to his senses, he didn't understand just now that he had clearly taken Cheng Jieyu's throat, how did the other party avoid it?How did he walk around behind him in the blink of an eye and kick him down?

It's clear... It's clear that he is almost going to win.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Sun Yu got up and wanted to ask Cheng Jieyu what kind of tricks he used, but seeing that Cheng Jieyu didn't even look at him, he jumped off the competition stage with his sword in his arms, and ran towards the high platform.

"Uncle Master!" Cheng Jieyu flew up quickly, and jumped onto the high platform in the air, "Uncle Master, Uncle Master! I won!"

He ran towards Sheng Yunxiao, panting slightly, his cheeks were rosy, and his eyes were shining with joy.

Sheng Yunxiao raised his hand and rubbed his head, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Well, very good."

Wen Hongxi leaned over with a smile, "Why didn't Ah Yu announce the good news to my master first?"

Cheng Jieyu was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously glanced at Sheng Yunxiao, then jumped up to Wen Hongxi and acted coquettishly in a soft voice, "Master~ I just won!"

Wen Hongxi patted Cheng Jieyu's shoulder in relief: "Okay, okay, it's really me——haha, that's all, it's all because of your uncle Yunxiao who taught you well, so I won't take his credit for being a teacher."

Cheng Jieyu smiled at him, then turned to look at Sheng Yunxiao with bright eyes.

Although Sheng Yunxiao's blindfolded appearance always gave people a sense of distance, but Cheng Jieyu clearly saw him curling the corners of his lips towards him and showing a smile.

Under the high platform, Liu Xinya was competing with Wen Jingzhi, Lan Feiyu and Ying Mugui, and Master Huiwen was also challenged by Senior Sister Xueying, and was invited to the competition platform.

Standing beside Sheng Yunxiao, Cheng Jieyu had a clear and wide vision, and he didn't know which side to look at first.

On one side is the protagonist Gong Shou who he is more concerned about, on the other side are Lan Jade and Ying Mugui, who have quite good fighting scenes, and the rare Buddhist master, it is really difficult to choose.

Fortunately, Lan Feiyu and Ying Mugui quickly decided the winner.

Cheng Jieyu hadn't reacted at first, only to see Lan Jade's soul-eating bell suddenly stop, and Ying Mugui's "Luoxue Feihua" dissipated, the two stood on the stage in a daze, and then Ying Mugui held the folding fan As soon as he closed it, he said "I admit defeat" and jumped off the competition stage with his sleeves thrown.

Lan Yuyu took a step forward and seemed to want to say something, but in the end she couldn't catch up.

The students watching the battle were curious about what happened to these two people in the competition, but the students watching Wen Jingzhi and Liu Xinya's competition at the other end suddenly burst into exclamations.

It turned out that Liu Xinya's feather short blade cut Wen Jingzhi's clothes on the chest.

That is the cassock of a direct disciple!It can be seen how sharp Liu Xinya's feather short blade is.

Liu Xinya didn't want to hurt Wen Jingzhi at first, but he didn't expect that he couldn't control it and almost cut Wen Jingzhi's chest open.

Fortunately, he closed his momentum early, and Wen Jingzhi's reaction was quick enough.

After Wen Jingzhi was surprised, he smiled at Liu Xinya.Then he raised his sword, changed his original soft and vigorous moves, and brought a sharp edge to the sword energy.

This room Liu Xinya was in a state of confusion, unable to withstand Wen Jingzhi's offensive, and after a few moves, he was defeated.

Wen Jingzhi retracted his sword and saluted Liu Xinya: "Accept."

Liu Xinya returned the salute with a cold face, took another look at the cut on the other's chest, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Sensing his gaze, Wen Jingzhi approached him generously and hugged his shoulders, with a hearty and flamboyant smile, "It doesn't matter, it's just a piece of clothing. But you, with such advanced cultivation, must be a few days later, Wen will bow down gone."

He was a little taller than Liu Xinya, and looked at him with his arms around Liu Xinya's shoulders, his eyes shining against the golden crow, and the vigorous heat on his body after the martial arts wrapped around Liu Xinya who was also full of heat.

Liu Xinya only felt that his cheeks were hot and his back was even sweating.

He withdrew from the other party's embrace, his crow-like eyelashes trembling slightly, hiding the strange emotion that flashed in Tao Hua's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "That's ridiculous."

At this time, all the competitions happened to be over, and the Golden Crow was heading west, casting a faint afterglow.

Cheng Jieyu looked at the pair of Bi people wrapped into golden bodies by the setting sun on the competition stage, and secretly clicked his tongue: As expected of two destined people, this back, this figure, this temperament, they are a perfect match!

"Envy?" Sheng Yunxiao asked him suddenly, "Or jealous?"

Cheng Jieyu was shocked, glanced at the head couple next to him, gently tugged at Sheng Yunxiao's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "What are you talking about? Why am I envious?"

Sheng Yunxiao: "Really? I really don't envy them, and I don't need friends?"

Cheng Jieyu realized that the other party was asking for proof of what he said before, so he pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice, "I promised you everything, and I won't go back on my word."

"That's good." Sheng Yunxiao grabbed his hand holding his sleeve, stood up and looked at Wen Hongxi.

Wen Hongxi nodded, his eyes fell on Cheng Jieyu's grasped hand, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Cheng Jieyu was caught off guard and was grabbed by Sheng Yunxiao and left the table. In the crowd, with so many people watching, isn't that bad?

Always thought it was a weird move.

Uncle... Could it be that he is afraid that I will be lost?

Cheng Jieyu quickly grabbed the opponent's hand, trotted two steps to follow, "Slow down, uncle."

Sheng Yunxiao paused slightly, leading him to slow down his pace.

Mu Xing Shen came over, just in time to see the figure of the two leaving hand in hand, he couldn't help frowning.

"Where's Ah Yu?" Wen Jingzhi got rid of everyone's compliments and congratulations and came up, but he didn't see Cheng Jieyu, "Didn't you say you want to help him celebrate?"

Mu Xing frowned and turned around, and suddenly said to Wen Jingzhi: "Do you know that Ah Yu likes you?"

Wen Jingyi was taken aback, "Ayu? Ah Yu likes us and gets close to us, don't you all know?"

"You know I'm not talking about the kind of liking." Mu Xing said with a serious face.

"Impossible." Wen Jing subconsciously denied, "Ah Yu just grew up with us, and somewhat depends on us—"

Mu Xingshen: "On the day I came back from the experience, the master master personally said that Ah Yu left the sect without authorization to come to us, and almost couldn't come back."

He looked into Wen Jingzhi's eyes and said in a deep voice, "You know, he wants to find you."

Wen Jingzhi frowned slightly, his expression became serious.

Yes, when they went out to practice, Ah Yu kept sending him messages, saying that he missed him and wanted to come to him.

Among all the senior brothers and sisters, Ah Yu is also the one whom Ah Yu relies on and admires the most.

It's not that I haven't seen same-sex Taoist couples... It doesn't seem uncommon for men to love men.

Wen Jingzhi thought about it carefully, then shook his head, "I... didn't know before."

He didn't know that Ah Yu liked him.

"Then you know now." Mu Xing said in a deep voice.

He still wanted to say something, but suddenly looked behind Wen Jingzhi, and didn't speak again.

Wen Jingzhi noticed that he looked back, only to see Liu Xinya looking at them a few steps away, and did not come over.

But it seems to be waiting for him.

Mu Xingchen glanced at the two of them, and said to Wen Jingzhi, "If you don't like Ah Yu, then I will take care of him from now on."

Wen Jingzhi's pupils trembled, and he looked at Mu Xingchen in great surprise, "You—"

Mu Xingshen didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, so he turned around with his back.

……

Cheng Jieyu and Sheng Yunxiao walked out of the school field holding hands, and walked out to the side of the water.

Cheng Jieyu received many surprised looks along the way, and Cheng Jieyu realized that something was a little bit wrong.

He twisted his wrist and tried to free his hand.

Sensing his movements, Sheng Yunxiao stopped and "looked" at him.

Cheng Jieyu didn't know how to explain the fact that the two men held hands so slightly.

Even thinking about it carefully, the way he gets along with his uncle, if he puts aside the status of the elder of the other party, it seems that there has always been a little bit... Ji?

In particular, he still remembered that "Alchemy" was a danmei novel!

No way no way?He must be thinking too much!

"Uh, Uncle Master, let's go back early." Cheng Jieyu wanted to return to Xuefeng as soon as possible to end the embarrassing situation in front of him, so he actively raised his other hand, signaling the other party to hug him and fly away.

But suddenly froze, hurriedly put down his hands, and realized that holding Fei seemed to be a little bit basic.

Depend on!Can't Danmeiwen have pure brotherhood? !

Sheng Yunxiao didn't hug him, nor let go of his hand, but asked him: "Do you still remember how you got on the high platform just now?"

Cheng Jieyu was stunned, how did he get on the high platform just now?

Just... just jump up and go up... wait a minute!

Cheng Jieyu: "!!!"

"Me, me, me! I can fly?!" Cheng Jieyu jumped up happily, and grabbed Sheng Yunxiao's arm to verify: "Really? Is it not my illusion? I can really fly?"

"Yeah." Sheng Yunxiao "watched" him jumping in front of him, with a smile on his lips, "I took the first step today, and I will learn it soon."

Cheng Jieyu blinked his eyes and recalled the feeling at that time, "No wonder the uncle asked me to run around with spiritual energy, so this is the true meaning of walking like flying!"

"En." Sheng Yunxiao responded lightly, and then read a formula to him.

He explained: "This is the mental method of volleying and flying."

Read another passage, "This is Yujian's mentality of flying."

"Remember these two, and you can start practicing today."

"Yeah!" Cheng Jieyu nodded, "Uncle Master, speak slowly, I will copy it twice when I go back and remember it."

Sheng Yunxiao smiled slightly, wrapped his arms around his waist and took him into the air, whispering in his ear: "First remember the first one—"

Cheng Jieyu suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged his waist tightly, and plunged into his arms, "No, no, tomorrow—no! Learn the day after tomorrow!"

Sheng Yunxiao, who was flying in the air, was almost bumped by him, and asked with a smile, "Why?"

Cheng Jieyu raised his head and looked at him expectantly, "Uncle Master promised me that if he wins, he will be rewarded."

"Well, so what do you want?"

"I want Uncle Shi to take me out to play tomorrow."