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

Xiao Hei fell to the ground with the tip of his tail pointing up.

Chu Zeming: "..."

Throw it again.

Little Hei's scarlet eyes suddenly frightened.

Afterwards, he saw that his master, who had the face of a unparalleled villain, really picked him up and threw him into the sky again.

After a whirl, Xiao Hei fell to the ground again.

It doesn't hurt, but it's dizzy.

Little Hei stared at him, shook his little head, managed to stay awake, looked down, and saw that the tip of his tail stood up again. Seeing that Chu Zeming was about to reach out his hand again, Xiao Hei stabilized his mind, and turned the tip of his tail to the south Turn the direction!

Chu Zeming paused and checked carefully.

"...Well, teach actual combat."

The next day.

Chu Zeming went out full of ambition.

He didn't sleep much last night, he began to prepare for today after meditating to adjust his breath and recharge his energy.

I have rehearsed no less than a hundred times of magnificent actual combat scenes in my mind. Hundreds of people practiced under my command, with swords, swords and swords, and immortal aura.However, when he came to the main hall, Chu Zeming found that there were not many senior brothers and sisters who came to attend the class—this was different from Xuan Mo's class. Did they look down on the strength of his senior brother?

Chu Zeming sat at the head of the main hall, looking at the younger brothers and younger sisters below, feeling a little ashamed.

The handsome, flamboyant black-haired young man in a black shirt sat upright, motionless, and the six disciples below couldn't help whispering to each other, whispering to each other.

"Elder brother's class really shouldn't come."

"Is he going to sit on it and watch us all day again?"

"do not know."

……

It's not that I don't want to come.

Although the original owner also comes to each class, he is only responsible for answering questions and not explaining.At the beginning, some juniors and younger sisters asked questions, but after being stared at too many times by "don't ask me so simple", "you are such a little idiot", they gradually stopped asking.

Then, fewer and fewer people came when the original master was teaching, which led to the current situation.

Morning classes can be left at any time.

Seeing that the six little juniors had a faint tendency to pack up their things and leave the hall, Chu Zeming waved his hand and hurriedly said, "Let's go, go to the martial arts field. Today, seniors won't answer questions. I will teach you actual combat. Your senior brother Xuanmo was also together recently." practice."

The faces of the six little disciples beamed with joy.

To get the help of a senior brother with extremely high talent and excellent comprehension is the dream of all young disciples who encounter bottlenecks in their practice.And the fact that there are so few people here today means that senior brother will spend more energy and time on the six of them.

Following Chu Zeming happily, the faces of the six people were full of excitement.

It was still early at this time, but there were already many diligent sect disciples on the training ground.

Seeing that Chu Zeming brought six more junior juniors over, they all showed a bit of sympathy on their faces.

This expression of complex gaze mixed with gloating was very strange, and several people felt a little strange in their hearts, but they didn't ask, and just obediently followed behind the young man in the black shirt.

Chu Zeming looked around, but couldn't find Xuan Mo.

Couldn't help frowning.

--lazy.

I didn't supervise Xuan Mo for only one day, and he ran away without a trace.

No longer looking for Xuan Mo's trace, Chu Zeming put his energy on these disciples.

They were not very afraid of themselves, and they didn't have any strange gay reactions when they looked at themselves, they just looked adoring - this greatly satisfied Chu Zeming's vanity.

It doesn't matter if there are few people, whether there are many disciples or not, even if there are only six, he can train them into iron-blooded tough guys in the cultivation world.

Chu Zeming was in a good mood, and the teaching became more and more strict.

At the end of the morning class, the six steel macho men of the future lay down under the stakes, panting and sweating profusely, like spoiled women.

They finally understood why the brothers in the martial arts training ground looked at them like that this morning.

This way of cultivation is also a bit too much.

At the end of the first day of practice, some people retreated.

Chu Zeming saw what they were thinking, put away the glazed sword and knelt down, and warned them kindly, "You can't quit halfway through the training of seniors. I will count points tomorrow. If there is one missing senior, I will come to invite you personally."

There are few people in the first place, so it’s okay to run after one practice.

Chu Zeming set a strict teaching goal for himself. After half a month, the realm of these children must be raised by a small class.Chu Zeming got up and smiled kindly at them, as if he had shouldered the responsibility of his senior brother Zao Ke.

Get a job in his place.

Now that he has taken over this body and his identity, he must shoulder the responsibility of a senior brother.

Chu Zeming left the training ground slowly, feeling in his heart that he is a good young man in the 21st century with principles and responsibility.

Xuan Mo's mansion is in Qingling Peak.

The surrounding scenery is pleasant, with chirping birds and rich aura, the location is much better than that of Chu Zeming's mansion.

Chu Zeming sat on the stone bench at the entrance of the mansion, his slender, white knuckles with well-defined knuckles lightly tapped on the stone table top.He had transmitted the sound just now, and now he is waiting for Xuan Mo to come out of the mansion.

He came to see why Xuan Mo didn't go to the training ground to practice today.

But after a while, the enchantment of the mansion disappeared, and the stone gate opened.Xuan Mo, who was dressed as a scholar in a white shirt, came out from inside.

Chu Zeming raised his eyebrows, looked towards the entrance of the cave, and was about to ask a question, when he suddenly saw the bruises on Xuan Mo's face.Not only that, but walking with a little limp.

Chu Zeming's face suddenly darkened.

"what happened?"

"I got into a dispute with someone." Xuan Mo muttered for a long time before Chu Zeming finally understood the situation.

It turned out that a month ago, a new small spiritual vein suddenly appeared in Qingling Peak, and the aura of the entire Qingling Peak became more than three times stronger, and Xuan Mo's mansion happened to be not far from the spirit meridian, so someone took a fancy to Xuan Mo's mansion .

Although the Haoran School of the Nine Qings forbids internal fighting, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

In places where law enforcement disciples can't see, there are always bullying happenings.

The one who bullied Xuanmo was none other than the second disciple of the Haoran School of the Nine Qings, the little villain Ling Tian who had always been at odds with Chu Zeming in the original book.

Ling Tian in the book is also a genius. He grew up bathed in flowers and applause since he was a child, but since he entered the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings, he has been weaker than Chu Zeming in everything. After being suppressed for a long time, Ling Tian hated Chu Zeming very much. To scare him.

In the past few days when Chu Zeming passed through, Ling Tian was retreating to attack the half-step golden core, so he didn't act like a monster in front of Chu Zeming.

I didn't expect to rob the mansion as soon as I left the customs.

Thinking of this, Chu Zeming's complexion was very bad.

Xuan Mo followed behind Chu Zeming, a little scared: "Senior brother, why don't you forget it? Actually, I'm not very obsessed with cultivation, so it doesn't matter if this mansion is handed over to the second senior brother. I've already packed my things. Brother, if you want it, give it to him."

Chu Zeming turned his head and said coldly: "Since it doesn't matter, then give me your mansion. Now your mansion is mine. I am very angry if someone robs my mansion."

Xuan Mo was stunned.

"what?"

Chu Zeming snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and left.

When he came to Ling Tian's mansion, Chu Zeming kicked the door directly.

The restraint of the mansion was broken arbitrarily, and the stone door made a rumbling sound, as if unable to withstand the force of the outside world, stones and dust began to rustle down.

"Get out!" Chu Zeming said in a very bad tone.

After a while, Ling Tian came out.

Yuguan youth in his twenties, with a baby face, saw Chu Zeming come to the door, Ling Tian was a bit surprised.

——Why did this arrogant dog come to him suddenly? Didn't he always look disgusted and unwilling to talk to him when he saw him?

"Why are you looking for me..." Before Ling Tian could finish his sentence, an iron fist hit his face.

Severe pain came from his eye socket, and Ling Tian was numb. He covered his eyes, and was about to yell, when another fist landed on his left eye socket.

It hurts!

Punches and kicks fell on him like raindrops, Ling Tian was furious immediately, he swung his meteor hammer in his hand, and was about to fight back, when Chu Zeming whispered like a devil in his ear - "Are you sure you want to fight back?" Do you use spells? Then I'm not polite..."

You're being polite, you didn't show mercy when you punched someone!

Ling Tian raised his head angrily, and then faced a grinning face, and the glazed sword in his hand that was buzzing and wanted to fight. An extremely terrifying coercion was emanating from the black-haired youth in black clothes. .

Damn, for real? !

Ling Tian was in a mess for half a second.

"sorry!!"

"Whose mansion will you steal?"

"sorry!!"

"Do you know who is covering Xuan Mo?"

"I was wrong!"

……

The picture was too rough, Xuan Mo didn't dare to look at it, he closed his eyes and hid aside, listening to Ling Tian screaming and screaming after being beaten by his senior brother, his heart also trembled.

Ling Tian covered his bruised and swollen face, feeling that the world was full of fantasy.

Senior Brother Dog, who had always been on airs and disdained to attack the despicable him, suddenly changed his temper and beat people up at the slightest disagreement?

It still hurts so much!

After beating Ling Tian to the extent that Xuan Mo's injury was almost the same, Chu Zeming stopped.

Glancing at Ling Tian on the ground, Chu Zeming said coldly: "Xuan Mo, it's okay if you don't like cultivation, but senior brother hopes that you have the strength to protect yourself, at least not to be bullied wantonly. Because in this world, fists are the last word." .”

Xuan Mo stood aside blankly, suddenly an unspeakable emotion surged in his heart.

He was silent for a long time before slowly lowering his head and answering: "Yes, senior brother."

Chu Zeming ignored Ling Tian and waved his sleeves to leave.

Xuan Mo lowered his head and followed.

on the ground.

Ling Tian covered his bruised and swollen face, and scolded Chu Zeming eighteen thousand times in his heart.

The dog who loves to put on airs suddenly ceased to be a dog. He didn't care about the friendship of the same family at all, and he didn't like to do what he said.

Ling Tian raised his head in resentment, looked at the back of the young man with black hair and black hair, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck, why is he so handsome when he hit me..."