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

Fu Hongchen was stepped on the ground, and his face was crushed so painfully.

Beside him, there is his soul-piercing awl.The fight just now was too exhausting, and even the spirit of the soul-piercing awl was a little listless.

Chu Zeming stomped on Fu Hongchen's face twice again, and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Is it comfortable?"

Fu Hongchen scratched the ground fiercely with his hands, his eyes were fierce, and he didn't say a word.

Chu Zeming laughed disdainfully, and kicked Fu Hongchen ten meters away from the ring.

□□It hit the ground with a dull sound.

Fu Hongchen's body was seriously injured because of the fight just now, and his white clothes were stained with blood and dust.

Now being kicked to the ground mercilessly by Chu Zeming, Fu Hongchen couldn't help coughing hard, and soon a streak of bright red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Big Brother!"

"Brother Fu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's too much! How dare you treat my Kongtong faction like this!"

The Kongtong disciples hurriedly surrounded Fu Hongchen and helped him up, their faces were filled with righteous indignation.

In the middle of the ring that was broken into two, Chu Zeming put away the Glazed Light Sword and raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I'm just giving you back what you have done, how can it be considered too much? Isn't your Kongtong sect a great sect of cultivation? Senior brother is so vulnerable, wouldn’t it be a vain name for a famous celebrity?”

Deja vu scenes, deja vu words.

Now it has been returned to the Kongtong faction intact.

Under the arena, the disciples of the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings who had been bullied miserably just now couldn't help but have red eyes.

There was no one to support her, so she chose to be strong, but when she felt tenderness, she could no longer control the grievance in her heart.

The arena is broken.

Chu Zeming simply walked out of the arena, standing on the huge training ground, holding a glazed sword in his hand, looking at all the monks of the Kongtong Sect with dark and deep eyes, and asked, "Does your sect have any disciples to fight with me? "

Undoubtedly, none of Kongtong sent disciples to fight.

This person is obviously here to fight back with fire. He is beaten up and trampled in the face. Who wants to rush to be abused?

What's more, Senior Brother Fu is defeated, who can beat him?

So for a while, all Kongtong disciples fell silent.

The face that was stepped on still felt a little burning pain, Fu Hongchen glanced at Chu Zeming bitterly, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, let's go back!"

Come proudly, leave dejectedly.

Looking at the backs of Kongtong sect disciples leaving, those who stayed where they were, were crushed, hit, and insulted just now.

"Elder brother, I want to cry!"

"Why, I got a brick in my eye... woo woo woo."

……

Chu Zeming put away the Glazed Light Sword.

Looking up at the bruises and bruises all over his body, he said seriously, "Okay, don't cry. You have to remember everything today, and in the future, you can find the lost dignity by yourself." .Senior brother can’t protect you for the rest of your life. The journey to immortality is slow, and many such things will happen in the future, and perhaps it will be even more excessive. At that time, what senior brother hopes to see is you who can take care of yourself.”

The young man in Xuanshan stood straight in front of the ruins of the ruined arena. When he looked at them, Zhang Yangmingyan showed a gentle look on his face.

His voice was not loud, but it was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every disciple on the training ground.

The training ground was damaged.

Chu Zeming was called to the hall again by Ling Yunzi.

Looking down at the former senior disciple who stood upright, humiliated himself several times, and showed no respect for him, Ling Yunzi slowly said, "Chu Zeming, as a servant, you are not qualified to use the disciples of our sect's inner sect." You can only use the arena, do you know your mistake?"

Looking at Ling Yunzi, who was pretending, cold and noble, Chu Zeming really wanted to give him a punch and dent his chest.

Suppressing his temper, Chu Zeming said slowly, "I know I was wrong."

Ling Yunzi said indifferently: "The original stone of the arena in the martial arts training ground was found by the previous master, that is, my father, from the sixth floor of the Lingjingtai. Disciple, I will not be held accountable for the fault of using the arena without permission. But because of your recklessness, the Zongmen arena was destroyed, and this deity will not punish you too much. I will give you half a month to go to the spirit mirror stage Just find a piece of rough stone that is exactly the same and come back to make it up. If you can’t do it, you can leave the sect on your own.”

Chu Zeming: "...Yes."

Leaving the main hall, a group of disciples gathered around and chattered outside.

Seeing Chu Zeming coming out, they all rushed over.

"Brother, are you okay, did the head punish you?"

"The sect leader won't punish the senior brother, right? The senior senior brother ruined the arena just to support us."

Chu Zeming smiled consolingly at everyone, "No, just let me find another rough ring stone."

All the disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Zeming looked at the relieved and relaxed crowd, but he didn't say how hard it was to get the original ring stone, and Ling Yunzi——only gave him half a month's limitation period.

The purpose is simple.

Drive him away in a way of pretending to be a good person and a hypocrite.

The sixth floor of Lingjing Terrace.

The original owner of the Golden Core stage had just unlocked the second door of the Spirit Mirror Terrace when Chu Zeming passed through.Now, he wants to open all the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth stone gates in the spirit mirror platform within half a month, and find the original stone of the ring from them and bring them back.

Time was running out, so after Chu Zeming left the main hall, he took Xiao Hei and rushed directly to the Lingjing Terrace.

After taking the teleportation talisman, without hesitation, Chu Zeming stepped into the Spirit Mirror Platform.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed, and the nine stone gates appeared in front of Chu Zeming again, the two stone gates were shining with white light, and the seven stone gates were silent.Chu Zeming stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched the third dark gray stone door—the cultivation base of the Yuanying stage. The Lingjing Platform automatically recognized his strength, and the third stone door was slowly lit up.

Chu Zeming withdrew his hand and stepped into the door.

After Chu Zeming left, the nine stone gates that were originally empty and empty suddenly began to flicker with white light on and off.

Immediately afterwards, a brisk voice resounded out of nowhere in the Spirit Mirror Platform——

"Jin Guang... he has the power of... the master..."

After the voice fell, an illusory figure appeared in front of the third stone gate that Chu Zeming entered—a small silver-white translucent shadow.

Can't see the face clearly, like a ghost.

It looked at the place where Chu Zeming disappeared, and then slowly followed in like a little tail.

After it left, all the nine doors of the Spirit Mirror Terrace disappeared, as if they had never existed.

After all, he already has the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage.

For the ghosts and monsters on the third floor of the Lingjingtai, Chu Zeming chopped cabbage like a big knife, cutting it very casually, and with Xiao Hei escorting them all the way, no terrifying monsters dared to approach the two.With the defeat of the most powerful monster in the Lingjing Terrace, Chu Zeming slowly opened the fourth door of the Lingjing Terrace.

And behind Chu Zeming, the white phantom hid itself in the grass behind the tree trunk, following the young man in the black shirt not far or near like a small tail.

layer, layer, layer...

With the passage of time, Chu Zeming's actual combat experience is also increasing day by day.

When he reached the sixth floor, his whole body was covered with scars and dripping with blood, even the hand holding the Glazed Sword was trembling slightly.

He used up too much energy.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Chu Zeming looked up—there was an endless sea of ​​red blood in all directions, and the smell of blood filled the entire world on the sixth floor of the Lingjing Terrace. In the surging red waves, countless floating corpses with hideous faces were floating and sinking... Looking at the weird scene in front of him, Chu Zeming was filled with shock.

How could the sixth floor of the Spirit Mirror Terrace look like this?

There were strange voices, rising and falling in the sea of ​​blood.

"Immortal...to be immortal...not to be immortal...to die...to be immortal..."

It was the voice of the floating corpses in the sea of ​​blood.

They have been dead for tens of thousands of years, but the obsession in their bodies has not disappeared, and they keep repeating the same cry with the last trace of resentment in their lives.The shouts overshadowed the sound of the blood wave, filled with despair, anger, unwillingness... various emotions.

Standing in front of this endless sea of ​​blood, for a moment, Chu Zeming seemed to see the scene in the mural - countless struggling and angry monks.

What does becoming an immortal mean?

Why is there such despair in their voices.

Looking at the floating corpses struggling in the sea of ​​blood, Chu Zeming looked a little dazed, and then slowly took a step forward.

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his chest.

Chu Zeming hissed in pain, and then suddenly recovered from his trance.

Looking again, there are no floating corpses in the sea of ​​blood, no strange sounds around, everything is actually an illusion.

Feeling scared for a while, Chu Zeming looked down at Xiao Hei, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Long Bao."

Xiao Hei lit up his small teeth, and rubbed against Chu Zeming affectionately. Not long after, he suddenly heard Chu Zeming ask, "Did you poison me when you bit me?"

Xiao Hei turned his head angrily, and tied his limbs and head together.

Chu Zeming reached out to untie him: "Don't be angry, I was just kidding with you."

What Xiao Hei and Chu Zeming signed is a natal contract, and the two have already been one.Chu Zeming naturally knew that Xiao Hei would not poison him, so he suppressed the smile on his face, squatted down, and looked at the soles of his feet——

A steep cliff formed by pitch-black rocks, because of years of blood soaking and impact, the black rocks seem to be stained with some red.This is the rough stone used to make the arena.

At the same time, a huge bloody hand slowly formed from the sea of ​​blood, and grabbed the young man in black on the shore of the sea of ​​blood.

Chu Zeming was lowering his head when he suddenly felt a terrifying sense of crisis coming over his head. He was startled, and flew back to hide. He raised the Glazed Sword fiercely in his hand, and then slashed at the sword that was grabbing towards him. Bloody hands.

The blood shattered with a bang, and then condensed into a terrifying bloody hand again, which came to suppress Chu Zeming fiercely. As the bloody hand solidified little by little, it reached a height of hundreds of feet, and the giant with resentment all over his body slowly stepped out of the sea of ​​blood. Stand up slowly...

Outside the Lingjing platform.

The elders and heads of the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings were all guarding the entrance, and behind them were the disciples of the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings.

All the disciples stared nervously at the entrance of the Spirit Mirror Platform.

A long time has passed, and the entrance to the Lingjing Terrace is still quiet, and no one has come out.

Eldest brother, did something unexpected happen inside?

They were worried, but they didn't dare to say anything more.

Elder Qin looked at Ling Yunzi, with a worried expression on his face, he said: "Sect Leader, I would like to follow the teachings of the previous Sect Leader, and try my best to assist you and help manage the sect with all my heart. Because you are still young, you have chosen to make mistakes for many times. Turn a blind eye, how could you do such a foolish thing! Why are you targeting Yu Zeming! You know what's on the sixth floor of the Spirit Mirror Platform!"

Ling Yunzi looked at Elder Qin calmly, and said in a low voice: "Yuanyingqi can pass through the first five floors of the Spirit Mirror Platform safely, and the sixth floor is indeed terrifying, but he can choose to crush the jade talisman to get out."

Elder Qin said angrily: "But the original stone is on the sixth floor. If he can't get the original stone, he will leave the sect when he comes out! Zeming is the number one in the joint competition, and he has already cultivated Yuanying at a young age. He is the future pillar of my sect, you are so confused! How could you force him to leave!"

Ling Yunzi's eyes were slightly moved, and he asked in a cold voice: "Elder Qin, you think highly of Chu Zeming too much. If Chu Zeming can become a big weapon in the future, this sixth-level crisis will definitely be saved! If he can't, why should you worry about him so much?" My father’s divination has never been wrong, and the one who can lead my sect to prosperity must be a disciple who entered the sect halfway! Chu Zeming is just a small disciple, why are you so troublesome to question me? Teach me in front of the entire disciples of the sect! I want to know whether you are the head of the sect or I am the head of the sect! Also last time, when I was attacked by gangsters, I didn’t want to doubt Chu Zeming, but since he is now Yuan Baby, it must be possible to sneak attack me by using the secret method. I didn't bother him, but just wanted him to leave the sect by himself, which is already considered generous and kind! Elder Qin, why do you have the face to teach me?!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Yunzi looked slightly cold, and with a wave of his sleeves, a stick of incense appeared at the entrance of Lingjingtai.

Ling Yunzi turned around and announced coldly to all his disciples: "Half a month has expired today, when Chu Zeming entered at that time, now I will give him another incense stick time, if he has not come out, I will use Jiuqing As the head of the Haoran Sect, he will be expelled from the sect!"