When I wake up, I'm afraid even myself!

Lu Zhuo watched helplessly as the handsome man leaned forward, with his arms propped on both sides of his head, and he was slowly lowering his head. There seemed to be two small selves reflected in his blood-red eyes.The scorching breath hit his face, and he was about to kiss him.

It was too late to say that, Lu Zhuo suddenly slapped someone's handsome face——

The next moment, the other party firmly grasped Lu Zhuo's wrist, lowered his head, and gently pressed his upper lip.

Lu Zhuo felt his cheeks were hot, but his body was imprisoned by the other party, unable to move.

He said angrily, "You—"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the other party's tongue stuck in, a little eager but passionately lingering.

After the kiss, Lu Zhuo's mind went blank, the air in his lungs was exhausted, and he only had to open his mouth to breathe heavily.

Wei Xuan looked at the young man under his body, the man's beautiful eyes were full of mist, his originally fair cheeks now showed a nice light beige color, like cooked shrimp, his cherry lips opened and closed, Very tempting.

The blood-red eyes flickered, gradually darkened, and returned to dark brown.

He stretched out his hand to gently cover the boy's smooth and soft cheeks, and slowly lowered: "Where did you go just now?"

Lu Zhuo gasped for a moment, and gradually calmed down, but he didn't look at him, and didn't say a word.

The hand gradually moved downstream, and the boy's body trembled slightly.He smiled, lowered his head again and gently sucked those two seductive lips, and as expected heard the boy's melodious moaning and moaning like a kitten.

Lu Zhuo was going crazy, and the corners of his eyes began to burst into tears: "You kill me!"

Wei Xuan buried his head in the kiss, only to feel that the scent was all over his nostrils, and he couldn't bear to let go.

"You're so cute, why would I be willing to kill you..." He said, looking up, he saw the young man stubbornly pursing his lips, his face was full of tears, and he looked very pitiful.Feeling that he didn't come, his heart trembled, he sighed secretly, and released the shackles on the young man.

Lu Zhuo felt his body loosen, and quickly got up, wiped his tears, and looked around: "Where is my son?! Tell you, if he sees something bad, I will never let you go!"

Wei Xuan crossed his arms and said with a smile: "I'm that kind of person..." He pointed to the chair not far away, the little boy was curled up on the chair and sleeping soundly, completely unaware of the situation not far from the chair. On the couch, my father was being bullied.

Lu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away the tears on his face.Before, he thought that being slighted by a man was a very intolerable thing, but he didn't know that after he was really pushed down and tossed a lot, he didn't have the expected disgust in his heart, but was numb.

— as if bitten by a dog.

Lu Zhuo comforted himself silently in his heart.

Alas, I wanted to thank him for saving me just now, but now I don't want to say anything, I just want him to get out of here.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

But that's just Lu Zhuo himself feeling embarrassed.

"Do you want to go to the secret place of bitter fog?" Wei Xuan laughed seeing that Lu Zhuo was silent.

Lu Zhuo was startled, and looked at the man beside him in surprise: "How do you know?!"

Wei Xuan crossed his arms and smiled lazily: "I don't need the "Thousand Butterfly Soul Control Art", my spiritual consciousness can cover half of Dongyi Realm without any problem."

In a word, Lu Zhuo clearly realized the strength gap between the two.

Lu Zhuo was a little frustrated, so he chose to remain silent.

Wei Xuan reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, lowered his head and bit the tip of the boy's ear: "I will be with you."

At the next moment, Lu Zhuo took out the alchemy furnace from the space, and slammed it at someone next to him——

The soft couch is also scrapped.

The smash really drove someone away.

Three days later, Jiuhong Sword Sect issued a notice: The Bitter Mist Secret Realm is open to all sects, spiritual practitioners below the Innate Realm can sign up, and compete for the five places to enter the secret realm by means of martial arts competitions.

As soon as the news came out, it caused an uproar in the Dongyi world.

Many sects rushed to Jiujuan Mountain in teams, and the small town under Jiujuan Mountain was filled with spiritual cultivators from all over Dongyi Realm.

In order to ensure that the competition can be carried out safely and smoothly, Jiuhong Jianzong and other powerful sects in Jiujuan Mountain jointly issued a statement stipulating that those who register for the competition must be disciples of the sect, and idlers are not allowed to sign up.

So Lu Zhuo had no choice but to put himself and Lu Xiaotian on the list of disciples of the Jiuhong Sword Sect's outer sect, and then successfully registered.

Another ten days passed, and it was the day of the "Jiujuanshan First Martial Arts Tournament" (initiated by Lu Zhuo himself).

Kong Liang didn't show up for the next few days, but Hua Shanshan often came to Lu Zhuo's house as a guest.

The little servant Shi Yixin was an unknown little servant during the day, but at night he always ran into the room to take advantage of Lu Zhuo, which made Lu Zhuo very distressed.However, in view of the huge difference in force between the two, and the other party did not take excessive actions that threatened his safety, Lu Zhuo gritted his teeth and let him go.

Lu Zhuo has been able to complete the cyclical collection tasks every day these days, and by the way, completes some common collection tasks from time to time, accumulating very considerable points.In order to fight for the place to enter the bitter mist secret realm, he exchanged 20 points for a top-level permanent advanced attack spell very painfully.

Practicing spells is a very long and boring process. Except for the top masters above the Jinyuan realm who have four times the life of ordinary humans, few people can practice an advanced spell to the top level, so for Lu Zhuo, this advanced spell is what he can do. Guarantee of smooth entry into the finals.

As for Lu Xiaotian... Although he is very talented, but because he is too young, he is very playful, so after more than ten days of special training, he barely reached the level of the acquired sixth level.But this is progressing rapidly in the eyes of outsiders.

36 people from 278 sects signed up for the "Jiujuan Mountain First Lingxiu Martial Arts Competition", which will be promoted through group competitions.Divide 278 into 14 groups, 20 people in each group, and play pairwise. The winner of each group can enter the final.

Both Lu Zhuo and Lu Xiaotian signed up, Lu Xiaotian was assigned to the first group, and Lu Zhuo was assigned to the No.14 group.In order to save time, the preliminary competition will only be held for two days.The first seven groups competed simultaneously on the first day.

"Is he Lu Xiaotian?" The person in charge of the registration couldn't help asking when he saw the white, fat and tender child in front of him who looked like he was only two or three years old.

Lu Xiaotian sat on the table, blinking his big innocent eyes: "Yes, yes! I am Lu Xiaotian!"

The man looked at Lu Zhuo who was holding Lu Xiaotian in his arms with some doubts: "He... can he do it? This age is too young!"

Lu Zhuo was a little unhappy: "Why not, why do you look down on people!"

"Are you his brother? This is too nonsense, how can such a small child participate in such a dangerous competition!" The person who registered said, pointing to the first group of "participants" who lined up behind Lu Zhuo and waited for registration , Most of the dozen or so people are strong men with big arms and round waists, no matter how you look at them, they feel that they are out of place with the cute little things sitting on the table.

A muscular man behind Lu Zhuo said: "Are you annoying, register quickly! There are so many people waiting behind!"

In this world, there is no division of spirituality and physical cultivation. Because it is a world where warriors are respected, most qualified families will send their children to practice. However, except for a few gifted people who can cultivate spiritual power, most of them can only cultivate. To cultivate the body, fighters of the second and third levels of the Acquired Heaven walk all over the street, and masters of the fourth and fifth levels of the Acquired Heaven also grab a lot of them.The Bitter Mist Secret Realm is the most suitable secret realm for acquired warriors to cultivate, so in this competition, many little-known sects from the Dongyi world formed groups to participate, hoping to take this opportunity to win one or two places to enter the secret realm. Train a few masters to enhance the strength of this sect.

Lu Zhuo looked back at the muscular man, shrugged his shoulders, and said to the registered human: "No matter what, my Xiaotian must play."

Lu Xiaotian also nodded seriously: "Yes, yes! I want to play!"

The person who registered sighed, and murmured: "What nonsense!" He lowered his head and wrote down Lu Xiaotian's name, and gave the child a wooden sign with "Fifteen" engraved on it.

The contest soon began to proceed in an orderly manner.