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

Chu Zeming's expression froze.

Although this person has elf ears and is dressed in very forest style, based on Chu Zeming's experience of facing the fake Yuelian many times in illusions and dreams, this person is definitely Yuelian himself!

Chu Zeming feels that now he has a little phobia.

Why is there him everywhere, and he can never be avoided.

Fu Hongchen didn't know Yue Lian.

Yue Lian has just started for half a year, and he is not a dazzling top talent, not worthy of the attention of a proud man of his level.But he remembered what his master told him - elves are a race that loves peace and maintains a friendly attitude towards humans.

Fu Hongchen let go of the hand that was choking his neck, got up from Chu Zeming, tidied up his messy clothes a little bit, and saluted the elves around him gently, and said in a personable manner: "My servant, Fu Hongchen, has no intention of disturbing the elves, please forgive me... ..."

Before Fu Hongchen finished speaking, the elf staff in the hand of the elf saint son suddenly pointed at him.

Yue Lian: "Cross this man up for me."

Fu Hongchen:? ? ?

Immediately afterwards, countless tough vines wrapped around Fu Hongchen's body, tied him up, and then he was hung upside down by an elf on a trident.

Chu Zeming laughed on the spot.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Fu deserves it."

Fu Hongchen took a deep breath, looked at Chu Zeming with a smile, and said, "Stupid, this may just be the elves' way of hospitality. Master said that elves are a peace-loving and friendly race. My master You have never lied to me."

As soon as the words fell, the elf son added: "Tie into the highest tree cage."

Tree cage - the place where the elves hold sinners, which is equivalent to a dungeon.

Chu Zeming laughed even louder.

Fu Hongchen's face turned livid, "Don't be complacent, you can't run away either."

The elves are extremely powerful and have superb shooting skills. No matter how fast Chu Zeming flies, an arrow will shoot him to death!

Yue Lian stepped forward slowly, and took Chu Zeming, who was "humiliated" by Fu Hongchen on the ground, half-dressed and covered in red marks, raised his staff and said to the elves, "This is your saint."

The elves were taken aback for a moment, and then ecstatic expressions appeared on their faces.

"Saint!"

"The saint of our clan has finally appeared!"

"The elf tree is saved!"

The old elf put down his crutches, clasped his palms tremblingly, and knelt down on the ground, with crystal tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Great, bless the spirit god, bless the spirit god..."

Fu Hongchen's eyes widened on the spot, and he twisted his body on the trident and roared angrily, "Are you blind? Where is the elf saint? This is clearly a person, a man!"

The strong elf holding the trident scolded in a low voice: "Shut up! Don't be disrespectful to the saint!"

After finishing speaking, the strong elf also knelt on one knee and chanted excitedly.

Fu Hongchen was furious, and twisted his body to get down, but the vines wrapped him tighter as if alive.

Fu Hongchen was in a bad mood.

This group of powerful elves probably have a brain disease, do not love peace and are blind, pointing to a man as a saint.

What a fool!

Although Chu Zeming was very happy for Fu Hongchen to be beaten, it didn't prevent him from feeling cheated.

The dwelling of the elves is on the tree. They are delicate and beautiful little houses that grow out of the trees.

Chu Zeming and Yue Lian sat facing each other on the carpet in the tree house, and the atmosphere was very dignified.

Chu Zeming didn't want to know how Yue Lian got up to the fourth floor so quickly, and even got into the position of the Holy Son. As the protagonist, he is omnipotent.Chu Zeming just wanted to ask, why did he say he was a saint?

Chu Zeming's air pressure was very low.

Yue Lian pondered for a moment, then raised her eyes and asked, "Brother, aren't you happy to be protected by the powerful elves?"

Chu Zeming: "...I can't be happy, but can you be happy if you dress up like this?"

There are flowers on her head, flowers on her body, wrists and ankles...fucking flowers.

Yue Lian thought about it seriously, and then told Chu Zeming: "I'm happy."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Zeming punched him as expected.

Yue Lian covered half of her red and purple eyes and looked at Chu Zeming sadly, "I'm the holy son of the elves now, and it's against the elves' law for you to beat me."

Chu Zeming withdrew his fist, "Stop talking nonsense, tell them quickly, why did you tell them that I am a saint."

Yue Lian is as good as others: "Because the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden sound like a good match."

Chu Zeming's fist was itchy again, and he slapped the small table between the two of them fiercely, looking down at Yue Lian with extremely dangerous eyes: "Believe it or not, I beat you so hard that you can't take care of yourself?"

Yue Lian: ...

so fierce.

Under Chu Zeming's gaze, Yue Lian finally told the truth.

It turned out that he knew the way to bypass other layers and directly enter the top of the Shenmu—that is, let the spirit of the Shenmu who supported the Shenmu secret realm send them up.

And the spirit of the sacred tree is the fourth-level elf tree.

But hundreds of years ago, the elf tree fell ill, and the spirit of the sacred tree fell into a deep sleep. Not to mention monks, even ordinary elves were not allowed to approach easily, so Yue Lian made up a lie about the son of the elf clan.

of course.

If there is a holy son, there must be a holy daughter.

Yue Lian fooled the elves, and the wandering saints and saints did it together, and the elf tree could be revived.

The elves believed it.

Chu Zeming put away the urge to beat Yue Lian violently, and asked in a low voice, "What should we do next?"

Chu Zeming had already concluded from practice that his own luck could not compete with the protagonist's halo, so he decided to follow Yue Lian's arrangement for the time being - after all, entering the tenth floor first is the real business.

Yue Lian said in a low voice: "Have a good night's rest. The restoration ceremony of the elf tree will be held tomorrow. Then you and I will play by ear." After speaking, the noble elf son left Chu Zeming's room with half a panda eye on his face. .

In the forest where the elves lived, the elves were beaming and brightly lit, preparing for the recovery ceremony on the second day.

At the same time, the third floor of the Shenmu Realm finally became lively.

All kinds of small groups met head-on on the ancient battlefield, and the terrifying ancient battlefield was full of gunpowder, fighting to the death for the treasure.

Xuan Mo, Ling Tian, ​​and Wu's junior brother have already met. The three of them did not participate in the fight, but hid their breath and watched from the sidelines. The three of them all kept Chu Zeming's teaching in mind, and did not fight when it was not necessary. They had to pay the least price to get the most secret treasure.

When Ling Tian was observing the battlefield, he would also pay attention to the monks in black clothes, but none of them were Chu Zeming, and his face could not help showing a bit of worry.

Xuan Mo noticed Ling Tian's abnormality, and couldn't help asking suspiciously: "Are you looking for senior brother?"

Ling Tian: "...No."

Dead ducks have tough mouths.

Xuan Mo glanced at Ling Tian coldly, and said lightly: "If you are weak, don't worry about the senior brother, the senior brother may have gone to several floors above. If you have time, think about how to grab the treasure later."

Ling Tian's face turned cold, "Who are you calling weak?"

Xuan Mo: "Who should say who?"

Ling Tian clenched and loosened his fists, loosened and clenched again, but in the end he didn't fight Xuan Mo on the spot.

There are two reasons, one is that the timing is not right, they have to be consistent with each other; the other is that Xuan Mo is as strong as him now, if they fight, they may not be able to fight...

Xuan Mo glanced at Ling Tian, ​​then looked back arrogantly.

Don't think that he doesn't know what Ling Tian is thinking, the toad wants to eat swan meat.

Big brother has a heavenly appearance, so big brother should be beautiful.

All dead gays like the second senior brother and the junior junior brother should stay away from the senior senior brother.

The night is getting darker.

On the fourth floor of the Realm of Divine Wood, there are countless cages for imprisoning elves on the huge ancient trees that are as tall as clouds, and in one of the narrow tree cages at the highest point, there is a human monk sitting.

"Brother, what crime did you commit? My elves will never do anything to foreigners easily." The elf cellmate in the tree cage next to him asked in a low voice.

Fu Hongchen glanced at him and was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "I don't know."

As soon as they met, they were crossed by the holy son of the elves.

The elf looked at Fu Hongchen suspiciously, and said, "I don't believe it, you must have committed the crime of rape. All the elves on our level were raped and arrested."

"Yes, you must have committed rape."

"Fart, I don't." Fu Hongchen turned his head after speaking.

He sat inside with his knees hugged, unable to see the sky or the ground, feeling a sense of desolation in his heart.

Locked up by this group of damned elves, without a jade talisman to leave the realm of the divine tree, the majestic son of heaven will spend the rest of his life in this cage... Beside him are a group of rapists.

"Bastard Chu Zeming, pinched my jade talisman. I, Fu Hongchen, are at odds with you..." Suddenly his eyes felt sore, Fu Hongchen looked up at the sky, trying not to let tears flow down.

Chu Zeming's ears were hot.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

After applying a formula to cool down, Chu Zeming continued to meditate.

The spiritual energy in his body circulated, and Chu Zeming started to practice after healed the wound from scratching Fu Hongchen's nails. When he opened his eyes again, it was already the morning of the second day.

At this time, an elf waiter was already waiting outside the house.

Hearing the sound of Chu Zeming getting up and walking, the elf outside said in a low voice: "Saint, are you up yet? It will be time for the meeting, and the Holy Son told me to take you to take a bath first."

Chu Zeming opened the door and hummed.

Chu Zeming knew that in such important priestly ceremonies, the presiders would bathe and burn incense.

"This is the holy spring of my elves. It contains the essence of heaven and earth, which is very good for the body. Please use the purest holy spring water to wash away the filth all over the body, so as not to desecrate the elf tree." The steaming hot spring At the side, the elf stood aside and finished speaking, then retreated.

Chu Zeming took the little black off his shoulders and put them on the shore, untied the clothes made of flowers on his body, stepped into the holy spring, and was soaked in the hot water. Chu Zeming felt a burst of relief all over his body. The sound of water came from the ear.

Another person entered the hot spring.

Chu Zeming suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Yue Lian standing in front of him.

Yue Lian looked at the naked beauty in the pool, and said sincerely: "Brother, everything is for the elf tree."

Yue Lian's words were so upright, sincere and calm, but his body's reaction was astonishing. Even the dense mist could not cover his excited stick.

Chu Zeming's fist hidden in the hot spring became hard all of a sudden.

With a dark face, Chu Zeming took two steps back, gritted his teeth and said, "If you take another half step, I'll smash the root of your descendants."

As soon as Chu Zeming finished speaking, a group of elves who were peeping around the holy spring jumped out.

Twenty or so of them shocked both Chu Zeming and Yue Lian.

The leader, Lao Buxie, took the lead and knelt down and shouted: "The Holy Maiden can't do it! If you resist the Holy Son so much, you can't get the gift of the Holy Son, how can you change back to the appearance of an elf, and how can our elf tree be saved! "