When a Straight Man Dresses Up as an Infatuated Male Supporting BL

Hearing the words "difficult to win", all the disciples of Jiuqingzong felt that their IQ had been insulted.

If you pretend to be like this, can your acting skills be any worse?

But Chu Zeming's injuries were real.

So with the support of a group of juniors, Chu Zeming returned to the post house at the foot of Guiyuanzong Mountain to rest.

The first round of the ring test lasted for four days, regardless of day or night. Except for Chu Zeming's No. 200, the rest of the sect's juniors were relatively low in the lottery rankings, and the most recent one was more than [-], so it was not their turn to be in the ring for the time being.Therefore, Chu Zeming asked them to practice on their own, to lay a solid foundation, and if they had time, they would go to the group arena competition of monks from other sects to sum up their experience.

After everyone left, Chu Zeming took off his clothes and began to carefully examine the wounds on his body.

Chang Wei's mace was very powerful. Chu Zeming's body was covered with large and small hideous scars. Fortunately, they were all skin traumas, and it was not difficult to heal them.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Chu Zeming closed his eyes and twisted the formula, the strong spiritual energy wrapped the wound, and a trace of coolness soaked into the body from the broken skin.After about an hour or so, the skin on Chu Zeming's body healed completely and returned to its original smooth and new appearance.

Chu Zeming had just changed his clothes when he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"It's me, Brother Chu."

Chang Wei's sneaky voice came from outside.

Chu Zeming got up and opened the door, and saw Chang Wei standing at the door with a nervous face,

Calling him big brother is just a compliment, Chang Wei's age is much older than Chu Zeming's at a glance.

Chang Wei said: "I have been inquiring for a long time before I found the post house where your Jiuqing Haoran Sect rests. I want to come to you to learn from you, and I will formally pursue that junior brother of your Sect from today on."

Chu Zeming nodded, took Chang Wei into the room and sat down, and then began to seriously analyze Yue Lian's personality preferences with Chang Wei, and how to pursue him.

Chang Wei listened very carefully, and even took out a small notebook to write down Chu Zeming's words.

The two talked for a long time, Chu Zeming raised his eyes to stare at Chang Wei, and seriously pointed out the crux of the problem, "He likes good-looking men, not rough men, you have to find a way to change your style."

Chang Wei nodded, "I'm going to buy a new outfit later, I know that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles."

As he said that, Chang Wei touched the fur he had worn for more than ten years, feeling a little bit reluctant.

Hearing Chu Zeming speak clearly and logically, Chang Wei enviously said: "Brother Chu, you are so reasonable, you must have rich experience in love, right? Unlike me, I have never suffered from love and shed tears of love."

Chu Zeming: "..."

In fact, he has never suffered from love.

It was a bit difficult to answer this question, so Chu Zeming gave a dry cough, and continued to give Chang Wei the routine of the male protagonist chasing his wife in the TV series he watched in his previous life.

No one knows, in the post house.

A straight man who has been single for two lifetimes is teaching another gay man who has been single for more than fifty years how to court men.

It wasn't until it was getting late that Chang Wei returned home satisfied.

Preliminaries are still going on.

But in the next few days, Chu Zeming didn't go to watch other people's games.

He was very unlucky. He met an opponent of Chang Wei's level in the first round. There was no guarantee that he would not meet the top ten of the previous competition in the next [-] to [-] competitions, so he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

On the way to Cangzhou, Xiao Hei has woken up from a deep sleep. Although he is still a small one, his aura has become much stronger. With scarlet eyes and a pitch-black body, he looks even more evil and terrifying.

Because of his unrespectable looks and Xiao Hei's full personality, he didn't like the space of spiritual pets in Chu Zeming's body, so when he participated in the big competition, Xiao Hei was placed in the post house by Chu Zeming, and he and his own Brain fights.

After leaving a message for Xuan Mo in the room, Chu Zeming went into the inner room, picked up the little black with a knotted head and stuffed it into his clothes, and then turned into a streamer and went out.

The black clothes blended into the night, and Chu Zeming's figure loomed in the dark night.

In Cangzhou, a vast area, besides the Guiyuan Sect, a major cultivator, and Cangzhou City, there is also a vast expanse of mountains.

This stretch of tens of thousands of kilometers of mountains is called Cangzhou's Devil Forest, where monsters and beasts are rampant. From ancient times to the present, many capable monks have fallen.

Although this vast forest is full of dangers, every person who comes back after entering this mountain has improved a lot of cultivation, and even some monks have the qualification to challenge by leapfrogging.Therefore, many aspiring monks are willing to enter this devil's forest to practice even at the risk of danger.

There are no monks around the Devil Forest at night, it is very quiet, and it looks even more dangerous.

Chu Zeming narrowed his eyes, then looked down at Xiao Hei in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Long Bao, are you ready?"

Xiao Hei nodded with his four little heads.

Chu Zeming touched Xiao Hei, and then his whole body turned into a white light, leading Xiao Hei straight into the forest.

……

In the city of Cangzhou.

Some of the other disciples of the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings practiced behind closed doors, and some went to the Guiyuan Sect Grand Competition Arena to watch other people's competitions. Everyone was very busy and nervous.

Only Yue Lian did nothing.

He doesn't practice, and he doesn't bother to watch other people fight except Chu Zeming, so he wanders around the night market by himself.

There are not many people who are so good-looking, and attracting bees and butterflies along the way attracted many idiots to watch.

Yue Lian pretended not to see it, or in other words, he had already gotten used to it.

The time is too far away, and the current Cangzhou City is very different from the past.

Yue Lian was very interested in shopping, and from time to time he saw an interesting object, and he also took out a spirit stone.Unlike Chu Zeming who only buys treasures when he visits street stalls, Yue Lian prefers those flashy and useless novelties - such as clay figurines, lover's knots, hairpins, bracelets, etc., and even bought a book of boudoir secrets with a lot of money.

"My fairy, it's not good to go shopping alone at night. What should I do if I meet a bad person? Recently, flower-pickers are rampant in Cangzhou City, and there are very few fairies from wealthy families who dare to travel alone." A gentle and amiable voice suddenly came from behind. sound.

Yue Lian turned her head to look.

I saw a well-dressed but shabby-looking young man standing behind him, shaking a folding fan in his hand, "Xia Chu Linfeng, I have been paying attention to you fairy for a long time."

Yue Lian pointed to her Adam's apple and asked him, "Did you see it? Adam's apple."

Chu Linfeng was embarrassed for a moment, touched his nose, and said, "Sorry, I got the wrong gender."

Yue Lian ignored him, turned and left.

Walking to a narrow alley, Yue Lian suddenly stopped, turned around and quietly looked at the dark and empty back.

"Hey? Was it discovered?" A familiar voice sounded, and Chu Linfeng appeared from the darkness shaking his folding fan, with a look of surprise on his shabby face, "My concealment technique is not enough even for a monk in the out-of-body stage. It's hard to notice that you, a little fusion monk, can see through my hiding place."

Yue Lian closed her thick eyelashes slightly, and said softly, "What are you doing with me?"

Chu Linfeng folded his fan, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face, "What to do? Naturally... picking flowers~~~ Come on, beauty, even if you are a man, Brother Linfeng, I am willing to make an exception for you today. "

After speaking, Chu Linfeng sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

A big quilt with peony flowers in full bloom fell from the sky and covered Yue Lian's head directly.

The big beauty was covered.

Chu Linfeng excitedly unbuttoned his shirt and stepped forward, lifted the quilt and was about to sneak in, when he was caught off guard by a pair of eyes that were a little darker than the night, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Chu Linfeng reflexively wanted to escape.

However, in the next second, an unspeakable fear rose from the soles of his feet to his scalp.

After only a few moments, Yue Lian slowly walked out from the quilt.

With trembling hands, Chu Linfeng wrapped himself in the quilt magic weapon.

Horror, insignificance, despair... Countless terrifying emotions were intertwined in his mind. His eyes gradually became numb, as if he had lost his mind, and he kept shouting: "I'm sorry, senior, I'm sorry..."

Yue Lian glanced at him lightly, then slowly closed her eyes, sealing up all the breath in her body again.

The ancient sealing formation lighted up again, and disappeared suddenly after a few lights and extinguishes.

Picking up the hairpins and little yellow books scattered on the ground, Yue Lian turned and left the dark alley.

On the second day after Chu Zeming left Cangzhou City, Xuan Mo entered his room early in the morning and saw the sound transmission jade talisman left behind.

Behind Xuan Mo, the rest of the disciples showed admiration on their faces.

The senior brother practiced hard and was very diligent. Even when he was traveling, he never let up for a moment.

Originally, everyone participated in this competition with the mentality of giving it a try, but Chu Zeming's attitude was so serious that he couldn't help mobilizing everyone's emotions.

Putting away the jade talisman, Xuan Mo turned his head and said to all the juniors: "Get it calmly, lose it calmly, strive for the inevitable! A cultivator should do everything with such an attitude. Senior brother is so diligent, and we are also Don't fall behind too much, from today onwards, all your entertainment and leisure time will be used for cultivation! Do you hear me!"

The injection of chicken blood made everyone's blood boil, even Ling Tian, ​​who had always disliked Xuan Mo, was encouraged, only Yue Lian still looked out of shape.

The first day that the eldest brother was away——

Miss him, miss him, miss him.

Xuan Mo looked at the absent-minded Yue Lian who was standing at the door with his little finger up, and wanted to serve him a bowl of chicken soup, but he hesitated for a moment and gave up.

The senior brother is right, the little junior brother is a piece of shit that can't support the wall.

Forget it.

So Xuan Mo added a sentence: "Little brother, feel free."

Yue Lian turned her head and gave Xuan Mo a grateful smile.

"Thank you, Brother Xuan Mo."

Xuan Mo: "...you're welcome"

time flies.

Seeing that it was time for the fourth day, Chu Zeming still did not come back.

The second round of the United Grand Competition is no longer a lottery to determine the opponent, but is determined by the number of the ring - in the first round of the ring, the winner of the number one ring will compete with the winner of the number three ring, and the number two will compete with the number four. Competition...and so on.

It was still the time for the three sticks of incense to come on stage, and before the incense was burned out, it meant that they would automatically abstain, and the other party would automatically advance.

The winner of the ring No. [-] is a young Taoist leader in green shirt and wide sleeves.

Sitting on the fighting platform with a whisk in his hand, he waited.

He glanced at the eyestand, but his opponent hadn't appeared yet, and a smile appeared on his face.

This time I was lucky, and met a monk who abstained.

Seeing that the last pillar was about to burn out, the faces of the disciples of the Haoran Sect of the Nine Purities couldn't help showing anxious expressions.

Did you encounter any danger? Why hasn't senior brother come yet?

Just as the elders in the audience were about to take the gong to the stage to announce the result, a black figure with a strong smell of blood appeared from the sky and landed on the top of the ring in the blink of an eye—his clothes were ragged and his body was covered with deep and shallow scars.

The author has something to say:

Xuan Chu Zeming's number one fanboy, Mo: "Senior brother is right, you are a dead salted fish who can't support the wall like a bitch."

Yue Lian: "I'm really wronged."