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

Ji Liangyi was severely injured by the thunder that kept falling.When the thunder tribulation was over, Ji Liangyi was already charred and out of shape.

"hateful!"

"You are finished, you are finished, do you dare to report your name!"

"Do you know who we are! We are the Ji Family of Nether City!"

The green-shirted monks wanted to step forward to take back Ji Liangyi, but Chu Zeming grabbed the life gate of their young master suddenly, "You haven't died yet, don't come here, those who come here will be gone."

The monks in green shirts were so frightened that they immediately stopped their movements and shouted: "Don't, don't do anything less to us!"

Chu Zeming ignored them and quickly left here with Ji Liangyi, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

The monks of the Ji family wanted to catch up immediately, but they were afraid that Chu Zeming would really kill their young master—after all, these casual cultivators who suffered thousands of knives could do anything—so they could only follow from a distance. Seeing the young man in the black shirt throwing away their noble young master like harmful garbage, the Ji family monks were all red-eyed, and rushed forward one after another, picking up the human-shaped black charcoal.

"Young master! How are you?"

"Second brother, do you want to chase?"

"Fuck you, didn't you see that the young master is dying, go back to Ji's house to heal!"

"Then let's go after it?"

"You guys, have you been able to beat it?! Didn't you see that the young master was beaten miserably?"

This cultivator in black shirt is extremely cunning, who knows what tricks he will come up with if he can't catch it?Glancing bitterly at Chu Zeming's leaving back, the older cultivator in green shirt hugged Ji Liangyi and led the cultivators to disappear in place.

Chu Zeming was running away quickly, using his spiritual sense to sweep back from time to time, seeing that the group of monks in blue shirts did not chase after him, Chu Zeming was relieved in his heart.However, he still didn't slow down his flying speed. It wasn't until half an hour later that he confirmed that the surroundings were safe and sound. Then he slowed down and chose a more secluded position to adjust his breath and meditate.

Having just broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Chu Zeming felt a little bit out of strength after going through a fierce battle.

When his breath stabilized slightly, Chu Zeming opened his eyes, moved his mind slightly, and released the three people in the Immortal Mansion.

As soon as Xuan Mo Lingtian came out, he was ready to attack, with golden characters in the wordless heavenly book flashing in his hand, and he swung the big hammer vigorously - obviously, in the Immortal Mansion, he was already ready for a fierce battle as soon as he came out.

However, he stared at the surroundings for a long time, but there was no movement at all, no monks in green shirts, no magical weapons flying around, and no one attacked... only the soft wind blew past, and the leaves rustled.

The two were startled for a moment.

This is... Eldest Brother ran away with them alone? !

Run away from a group of Nascent Soul stage peak Nascent Soul? !

Chu Zeming glanced at the astonished two people, stretched out his hand to see if he was injured, Yue Lian took the opportunity to get closer to him, and explained: "It is more than half of the credit for you two to walk, I took the opportunity with you." The Immortal Mansion struck them with a thunderbolt."

Xuan Mo: "..."

No wonder.

As we all know, no matter how powerful a defensive magic weapon is, the only thing that can't resist is Thunder Tribulation. When he opened his eyes, he was still a little surprised that neither he nor Ling Tian triggered Thunder Tribulation... It turned out that the senior brother used someone else's body to block them for them.

The thunder of two layers of catastrophe clouds... what kind of shape will the blond man be chopped into?Xuan Mo imagined Ji Liangyi's miserable situation, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

It's scary to think about it!

Xuan Mo and Ling Tian glanced at each other, and they saw the same sentence in each other's eyes—too witty, too smart, and...too bad!

Kicking away Yue Lian who had made an inch of her clothes, Chu Zeming walked up to Xuan Mo, stood with his hands behind his back, and asked solemnly: "Xuan Mo, do you know who the Ji family in Nether City is? The one who robbed us of the ghost fruit before?" That's them."

The big world automatically completes the background. In the pirated book, only the top ten sects of cultivation are written. Chu Zeming has never heard of the chicken family and duck family in Youming City, and the original owner does not remember it.

Hearing Chu Zeming's question, Xuan Mo frowned, and said hesitantly: "The Nether City knows about it, but the Ji family... Senior brother, Xuan Mo has never heard of it."

Chu Zeming looked at Ling Tian, ​​and Ling Tian turned his head away with reddish ears, "Don't look at me, Xuan Mo doesn't know, and I don't know either."

Chu Zeming couldn't help falling into silence.

These people looked like young juniors, and the person they called the young master should be about the same age as themselves, but his cultivation level was so high... At first glance, he was not a small sect, a small family, or a small family.But why has no one heard of it.

Just when things were reaching a weird bottleneck, an unexpected voice sounded.

"I've heard of it."

Chu Zeming looked in surprise at Yue Lian, who was standing aside, whose white clothes had been kicked with a shallow shoe print by himself, and who had a heavy expression on his face.

"Tell me."

"Youming city chicken rack, spicy and delicious, crispy bones connected, firm and delicious...I have not only heard of it, but also eaten it." As he spoke, two drops of crystal clear tears flowed from the corners of Yue Lian's mouth.

Chu Zeming pressed the center of his brows, and said in a low voice: "...Shut up the drool."

Yue Lian: "...Oh."

Ling Tian glanced at Yue Lian, crossed his chest and sneered, "The most important thing for a monk is to practice diligently. Now that you have bigu, you can't indulge in your appetite, and you——take two of them!"

Yue Lian raised her eyes and looked at Ling Tian faintly, and said, "I'm happy if money can't buy it, can you control it?"

As he spoke, he took a melon out of his bosom and ate it.

Chu Zeming didn't care about the bickering between the two, he was thinking about the so-called Ji's family, when he caught off guard that the tip of his nose smelled an extremely sweet melon fragrance, Chu Zeming turned his head to look at Yue Lian...

Chu Zeming: "Give me a piece."

Yue Lian took out a knife and cut a heart, "I'll give you the sweetest."

Xuan Mo: "I want a piece too."

Ling Tian: "..."

In the end, the three of Chu Zeming, Xuanmo, and Yuelian sat in a row to eat melons, and Yuelian was still fanning the flames: "Brother, drive him away, he doesn't even eat melons. We are not the same as him."

Ling Tian stood alone holding the hammer, his face flushed with anger.

This lowly maid.

It took a long time to open the Northern Wilderness Secret Realm, and it finally ended after half a month.

Coming out of the secret realm, Chu Zeming gained a lot.

Taking Xuan Mo and the others to find a hidden and safe place, Chu Zeming began to divide the spoils, leaving some magic weapons suitable for Xuan Mo and Ling Tian, ​​and let the two of them melt and cast the magic weapons of their own destiny, and prepare to sell most of the rest Change the spirit stone.

The city closest to the Northern Wilderness Secret Realm is called Xiliang City, and it is the most prosperous place in the northern wilderness.

There is an auction house in Xiliang City, named Feimo Auction House, which is one of the famous auction houses in the cultivation world. There are often treasures that are not born in the world, so there are many monks with huge sums of money in their exchanges.

The bustling market is surrounded by tall murals and buildings. This is an ancient city in the northern region, full of special charm.

Chu Zeming was standing in the city, and was about to find a monk to ask where the Feimo Auction House was, when suddenly there was a commotion in front of him.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you."

"You are so young, what to do wrong, be a thief! Quickly hand over my jade pendant, or I will break your leg."

"No, I didn't..."

"You still dare to quibble, take it out!"

Chu Zeming hesitated for a moment, then walked forward.He was tall, so he could easily see what was going on in the middle of the crowd—a middle-aged monk in gold and silver, with a big belly, was holding a scrawny child in rags.

The child is a low-level monk who has just stepped into the foundation-building stage. His face is dirty and his appearance is not recognizable, but his eyes are big and bright. The more he struggled, the harder the middle-aged monk grabbed his hand.

"I didn't take it, I really just bumped into you, please let me go back, my sister is still waiting for me at home! Please!"

"Since you didn't steal it, what is it that you are hiding in your arms, so guarded so hard? Take it out for me and let me see if it is my jade pendant."

"No, it's not your jade pendant, I beg you, this is the medicine I bought for my sister...please. Don't...don't take it out, the aura will dissipate! It can't see the light, it can't see the light! "

The middle-aged monk ignored the child's pleas. He broke away the ragged child's hand that was tightly protecting him, and took out what he had hidden in his arms—a dusty black cloth bag.

"The things you stole are naturally not visible!" The middle-aged monk sneered, and then directly opened the black cloth bag.

"Please! Please! This is the medicine I bought for my sister! She is dying, this is her life!" The child cried helplessly, but he still couldn't stop the movement of the middle-aged monk. .

The moment the black cloth bag was opened, rich spiritual energy emanated from the black cloth bag, and a high-quality, crystal-clear Bing Epiphyllum suddenly appeared in front of everyone, as if it had been illuminated, and the aura of Bing Epiphyllum was visible to the naked eye. The speed of the ground waved away, and within a few moments, the whole Bing Epiphyllum withered, turned yellow, and lost its vitality.

The people watching the play around were stunned for a moment... It's really not a thief.

The middle-aged monk glanced at the withered yellow ice epiphyllum in his hand, and suddenly fell silent.

The thin child's eyes were already red. He looked at the monk angrily, and bit hard on the hand that was strangling him.

"Hiss! Little bastard, how dare you bite me!" The middle-aged monk slapped the child hard, grabbed his neck, and asked, "Quickly tell me, who did you steal this thing from! You This is in tatters, how can I have the money to buy this thing."

The child was almost suffocated, he stared at the middle-aged monk like a little wolf, and said word by word: "You give back my sister's life...you give back my sister's life..."