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

Threats are indeed much more effective than temptations.

In this state where the child named Tang Xiaobao wanted to cry but did not dare to cry, Chu Zeming finally learned a little information about Nether City - this city, every fifteenth day of the month, would eat people.

Yes, cities can eat people.

I don't know, since when, the Nether City experienced abnormalities, and the tens of thousands of years of peace in the Nether City were broken from that moment.In the market, a monk fell to the ground and died without a sound, and the entire Nether City was shrouded in fear.

Later, the Ji family who managed the Nether City reached an agreement with the city through a secret method-sacrificing five monks in the middle of each month in exchange for the short-term peace of most monks in the city.The sacrificed monks will be tied with red ropes representing the sacrifices, and when the middle of the month comes, the city immortals will appear and eat the sacrifices.

Chang Wei scratched his head and asked, "Why didn't you run away?"

Tang Xiaobao hugged his small wooden sword, and said: "You can't escape. Every monk who tried to escape died suddenly without exception as soon as he stepped out of the city gate. It has been a long, long time since outside monks have entered Nether City... The monks in the city dare not go out. You are the only group of foreign monks who have entered Nether City in the past two years, so we are all very happy."

Chu Zeming looked up: "Happy?"

His eyes scanned the people around him.

He didn't see that the expression in the eyes of these people was happiness.

"Yes, I'm happy." Tang Xiaobao nodded, holding the little wooden sword and began to count with his fingers: "After all, today is NO.12, and three days later it will be the time of offering sacrifices...You guys, you came at just the right time."

The immature child's voice, but the words that came out suddenly became strange and vicious.

Tang Xiaobao stared at Chu Zeming with his small wooden sword in his arms, his laughter was chilling.

Alarm bells were ringing in my heart.

Chu Zeming's complexion changed, and he made a tactic with both hands, and the Glazed Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The wooden sword in Tang Xiaobao's hand also began to change color, and finally turned into a black giant sword that was extremely black and exuded a murderous intent.

The terrifying spiritual pressure spread out like water waves, Tang Xiaobao stared at the three people in front of him, his childish face was full of maturity and insidiousness that did not match his age, "I have been trapped here for 200 years. I don't want to die yet... So this time, you can sacrifice for me. If the three of you exchange my life, the city immortal will definitely agree."

After finishing speaking, Tang Xiaobao rushed towards the three of them with a grim smile.

At this time, Chu Zeming noticed that Tang Xiaobao's hand was tied with a red rope, and with his movements, it was floating in the air like a living thing.

Chu Zeming swept back quickly, and Chang Wei's mace also swung to the top of his head.

The people around them all looked at the four of them numbly, with expressions of joy and regret in their eyes.They have stayed in this city for too long, and their mentality has already been twisted and perverted. As long as they are not the ones who die, as for other people, it has nothing to do with them. It is best to die more people so that they can live longer.

They have seen too many such struggles.

The cultivator who is a sacrifice can find a scapegoat, as long as the value of the scapegoat handed over is greater than his own, the city fairy will agree to this transaction, and the sacrifice can escape the catastrophe.

Tang Xiaobao had this idea.

Although he looks young, he is actually a 700-year-old monk in the distraction stage.

And the three men in front of them, two in the Nascent Soul Stage, and one in the Fusion Stage.

Although the level is lower, the number can make up for it. As long as you catch them and let them die for you, you can survive, and the damn strange red rope in your hand will also disappear.

He cannot die.

He still has such a broad future, he cannot die in this Nether City.

The black sword in his hand flashed circle after circle of ripples, Tang Xiaobao's eyes were gloomy and paranoid, and his figure was like a ghost, madly attacking Chu Zeming.However, the youth in Xuanshan dodges really fast. There is no doubt that this is a Nascent Soul stage monk who has experienced countless actual battles. It is easy to defeat him, but it is somewhat difficult to catch him easily.

Tang Xiaobao's expression turned ugly, and his brain began to work rapidly, weighing countermeasures.The moment Hei Jian attacked Chu Zeming next time, he suddenly changed the attack direction, and rushed towards Yue Lian quickly—the persimmon was pinched softly, he decided to catch Yue Lian first, and then slowly deal with the two yuan. infancy.

The little fusion monk seemed to be frightened by him, and stood motionless.

Tang Xiaobao couldn't help but grinned grimly.

However, at the next moment, a terrifying coercion erupted from the fusion monk in front of him in an instant.

At the center of the fluctuation of spiritual power, the so-called fusion machine little monk was smiling at him, and then squeezed a strange formula with one hand. Before Tang Xiaobao could figure out the situation, suddenly, a strange formation formed under the feet of the monk in white. It started to light up, and then the realm of the body climbed again and again——

Fusion period, heartbeat period, golden elixir period, Nascent Soul period, out-of-body period, fusion period, distraction period, hole void period... Climb the realm like a rocket, and finally stop at the Mahayana period when the distance is two realms away. down!

The numb passers-by who were watching the show were all dumbfounded.

Mahayana period...

Came to the Mahayana period of Nether City?

Everyone looked at each other.

Shocked.

I haven't communicated with the outside world for thousands of years. Is the outside world so scary now? The Mahayana stage is everywhere, and the Nascent Soul stage is as numerous as dogs?

Tang Xiaobao looked at this beautiful young man with a lingering array of formations all over his face in horror, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Yue Lian took a step forward, stretched out two fingers, clamped the black sword Tang Xiaobao was stabbing at, and flicked it lightly.

"Ding—" A crisp sound resounded between heaven and earth.

The natal spirit sword was broken just like that.

A black lotus flower appeared on the forehead, and Yue Lian took a step forward quietly, looking at Tang Xiaobao quietly, the coercion belonging to the monks of the Mahayana period overwhelmingly pressed towards him, Tang Xiaobao's complexion turned pale, and his legs began to swell. Shaking, sweating all over.

"Plop --" Tang Xiaobao knelt down on the ground.

He looked at the young man in white in fear, and stammered in a childish voice, "Don't, don't kill me... Big Brother, don't kill me."

Started to pretend to be pitiful.

Yue Lian squatted down, looked at Tang Xiaobao, slowly opened her lips and said, "Old man, don't pretend to be young. I don't like people who can pretend to be better than me."

After finishing speaking, Yue Lian took out his natal brick, and threw it directly at Tang Xiaobao's Tianling Gai.

Severe pain came from the top of the head.

Tang Xiaobao passed out on the ground with stars in his eyes.

Although Chu Zeming had already told Chang Wei that his sister Lian was terrifyingly powerful.

But when he saw with his own eyes that he solved the trouble with ease, Chang Wei was still quite shocked.

Chu Zeming put away the Glazed Light Sword, and flew to Yue Lian's side.

It was the first time he saw Yue Lian take the initiative to undo part of the seal, and he was afraid that he would lose control, but seeing that he was still rational, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing Tang Xiaobao whose head was cut open and lying on the ground bleeding non-stop, Chu Zeming said regretfully, "You acted too hard, he's unconscious, I haven't had time to ask where Ji's house is."

"Then let's find someone to ask." Yue Lian raised her head and looked at the people around her with horrified faces. With a random movement of her mind, a black-clothed monk flew towards him uncontrollably in the distance.

Holding the brick in one hand, Yue Lian grabbed the lucky one chosen by fate with the other, and asked softly, "Where is the Ji family? Can you show me the way?"

The tone is very gentle.

Softly speaking, it is like a spring breeze.

However, the brick in his hand exuded a terrifying murderous intent, it seemed that as long as he answered no, the brick would come towards his head.

——If you don't die, you will be half disabled.

The monk's face was pale, and his lips trembled as he shouted, "Take... take... I'll take it."

Holding the brick, Yue Lian smiled softly at him, "Thank you."

Monk: No, I can't stand it.

The monk was terrified, and under the threat of Yuelian and Banzhuan, he led the way obediently.

After walking for a long time, we finally arrived at our destination.

Even though the huge hermit family has declined, the quaint and huge mansion still reveals its glorious history. It covers an area of ​​[-] hectares, which is comparable to the size of the palace hall.

Around the mansion, terrifying spiritual fluctuations.

"Here it is. Here it is."

After the monk finished speaking, he ran away in a panic.

Yue Lian put away her bricks.

Re-strengthen the seal on the body.

He couldn't stay awake for a long time during the loosening of the formation. He knew from urine that it seemed that because of his blood, there was something wrong with his body, and he often lost control.

After all, the three of them are here to save people now, so they can't mess things up.

The door of Ji's house was closed tightly.

At the door, there was no monk.

However, one can clearly feel layers of powerful restrictions covering the mansion. There are more than a dozen shimmering formations, which make the whole mansion so airtight that even a fly cannot fly in.

Sister Qiao once said that the Ji family has fallen.

——However, looking at the generous restrictions and the various formations at the door, there is no sign of decline at all.

What's more, the entourage that the Ji family assigned to Ji Liangyi, and Ji Liangyi's peak Yuanying strength at a young age, didn't look like a declining family.

Chang Wei was about to knock on the door with a mace in his hand, but just as he stepped on the steps, he was bounced back by the terrifying formation and fell to the ground, his face covered in ashes.

Chang Wei took out a delicate handkerchief to wipe off the dust around his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "Damn, it's so tight that you can't even fly in through a sound transmission. How can you find Ji Liangyi to redeem Xuan Mo and Ling Tian? Thieves don't need to be so strict..."

Looking at the heavily guarded Ji family mansion.

Chu Zeming suddenly thought of Ji Liangyi who had been in and out of Nether City many times, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Chu Zeming asked: "Do you still remember? Tang Xiaobao said that everyone who tried to escape from Nether City died suddenly without exception. Then why are Ji Liangyi and the others safe and sound?"

Chang Wei was taken aback, his brain froze instantly.

right!why?

Chang Wei scratched his head, embarrassedly said: "... I don't know."

Chu Zeming looked at Ji's mansion quietly, and suddenly smiled: "You say, with such strict protection, what kind of shady tricks are there?"