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

Lu Benxiong had suffered from Chu Zeming before.

At that time, he called his father to support him, and even approached the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qing Dynasty, but he didn't get any results.

It’s been so long since I’ve seen him, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

Chu Zeming has been reduced to the point of eating roadside stalls, Lu Benxiong couldn't help laughing, and kicked the two spirit stones on the ground with his toes, Lu Benxiong said: "What's the matter? Senior brother doesn't give you face, I will give you the spirit stones, please go up Don't you want tea in the restaurant?"

After he said this, the other monks who followed him also laughed. They are the same as Lu Benxiong. They like to show off their wealth and prodigal. The greatest joy in life is not to practice, but to watch other monks suffer. .

They also knew this Chu Zeming.

At the beginning of the United Grand Competition, he got enough limelight and became the "children of other people's family" that the masters and elders of the major sects often used to spur their disciples. After reaching the top of Shenmu, what is there to be proud of, isn't it reduced to a homeless casual cultivator now?

Therefore, everyone started to fan the flames and looked at Chu Zeming as if watching a play.

Lu Benxiong laughed loudly. He touched his storage bag, and said with a joking smile: "I still have some here. If the big brother thinks that these few stones are too few, kneel on the ground and kowtow to me and call me my son." Daddy, I will reward you with two hundred top quality spirit stones today!"

"Young master Lu is so angry!"

"I have it here too, my lord! Call me grandpa, and I will reward you too!"

"Hahaha!"

Xuan Mo and the others were sitting on the sidelines, a little embarrassed, they slapped the table and stood up with anger on their faces.

Chu Zeming said: "It's okay, don't be angry."

"That's good!" Lu Benxiong turned his head to look at the person behind him, holding his waist and laughing uncontrollably, before he could recover, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his face.

This slap is extremely crisp.

The fan made Luben bear's head buzzing.

Xuan Mo looked at Lu Benxiong who was covering his face in disbelief, and then at his elder brother who stood up straight and moved his wrists, and said with a complicated expression: "Eldest brother, didn't you say, don't be angry..."

Chu Zeming looked at Lu Benxiong condescendingly, and replied: "Being angry and beating are two different things. If I am not angry, it does not prevent me from beating him. This kind of owe dog who is not looking for trouble should be beaten severely."

Lu Benxiong covered his face and was furious for a moment. He raised his hand and overturned a table next to him. The chopsticks and teacups on the table were broken to the ground.

"You dare to hit me!"

Then, the other side of the face was also hit.

Chu Zeming withdrew his hand, showing his big white teeth, and asked, "Not only did I dare to hit you, but I also hit you twice, okay?"

"You bastard! Dare to touch our Senior Brother Lu!" Several Tiancanzong disciples who were following Lu Benxiong stepped forward one after another, surrounded Chu Zeming and the others, holding sharp weapons, with angry expressions on their faces, but soon, all the Tiancanzong disciples All wilted.

Because, Chu Zeming even fought with them.

The strength of the out-of-body period.

It's very easy to hit a few Jindan monks who are looking for trouble.

Everyone covered their faces, looked at each other, squeezed into a pile, all looked a little timid...

Lu Benxiong was beaten the worst, his face was swollen.

When I saw Chu Zeming, I was a little over the top, but I didn't notice that he was already out of his body. Did he take drugs? He was promoted so fast!

hateful!

He looked at Chu Zeming angrily, and said vaguely: "You wait, you are finished, I..."

Before Lu Benxiong finished speaking, Chu Zeming smiled first: "What are you doing, you went to find your father?"

Lu Benxiong was suddenly surprised, "How do you know!"

Chu Zeming said: "Aren't you always like this, every time you come to find fault with me, and then you are beaten to find your father. Sometimes I doubt..."

"Doubt what?"

Chu Zeming raised his eyebrows and said, "I wonder if you like me. That's why I like staring at me so much. But I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you. I like taller, better-looking ones with thick hair... It's not diarrhea."

shameless!

Who the hell likes you, blind!

Lu Benxiong was so angry that his hands shook, feeling that he was really offended: "You... you wait for me, you are finished... I, I will return..."

A blind and beautiful young man in white added to Lu Benxiong seriously: "Go back and find your father."

There was a lot of laughter in the refreshment stand, and the diners sat at their tables, looking at Lu Benxiong as if they were mentally retarded.

"How old is this man, and whenever he has something to do, he will go to his father, just like a baby who hasn't been weaned."

"Aside from finding his father, he has no other skills. I think he seems to be much older than that red-clothed youth. He is already out of his body, and he still wants to find his father hahahaha!"

"..."

Lu Benxiong only felt that he had never been teased like this since he was a child, his face turned red from the base of his neck to the top of his head, and he was steaming, and he was embarrassed to stay here by the side of the road any longer, but he didn't want to just leave like this. It was too much to bear, and after holding it in for a long time, he said: "Wait, I won't call me daddy, I will beat you myself in the future."

After finishing speaking, Lu Benxiong led his subordinates away in a desperate manner with a pig's face on his face.

After Lu Benxiong left, the other sect princes who had been hanging out with Lu Benxiong lost their interest. They were not stupid, and Chu Zeming and them had no gaps.

The stall regained its calm.

The stall owner came to the table that had been overturned by Lu Benxiong, cleaned it up with a sad face, and rearranged the table.

In fact, I was very lucky this time, and I only lost a set of tea sets. It was the greatest luck not to scare away the guests.But even so, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

They are all small businesses to support their families. This kind of disaster is not willing to happen no matter how small the loss is.

Seeing the stall owner take off the rag from his shoulders to wipe the table, Chu Zeming thought for a while, bent down and picked up the top-quality spirit stones that Lu Benxiong "donated" to him on the ground, then walked up to the stall owner, and handed them to him: "This is the spirit stone he left just now, don't want it for nothing, you can take it." After a pause, Chu Zeming took out a large spoon from his arms, "This is for you too."

This is the magic weapon that Chu Zeming obtained in the secret realm back then. The quality is not high, and there are not many monks who use spoons as the magic weapon, and they can't earn a few spirit stones, so they didn't take it to Feimo Auction House for auction, and just kept doing it at will. I kept it in my storage space, and now I just remembered that I can cook wontons for this stall owner, and I can use it as an apology for today's incident.

Chu Zeming's spirit stones have been spent, so he can only take something as compensation.

The stall owner is a Golden Core Stage monk with very poor aptitude, which is not required by any major sect. He barely reached the Golden Core Stage after practicing for most of his life. But there is not a single natal magic weapon.Chu Zeming's magic weapon was nothing to Chu Zeming and the others, but the middle-aged stall owner thought it was very valuable, and waved his hands repeatedly, saying he didn't want it.

Xuan Mo gently persuaded: "Take it, this is useless to the elder brother, if you don't want it, this spoon will be thrown into the storage space to get rid of dust again. And the little wonton you cooked is the one we have eaten before. The most delicious wontons, this spoon is perfect for you."

The stall owner glanced at Chu Zeming gratefully, wiped his hands, and then took the big spoon exuding faint spiritual fluctuations. He has lived for most of his life, half of the loess has been buried in his chest, and this is the first time he has touched it in his life. magic weapon.

There are actually many people like him.

Unable to enter the sect, barely broke through the golden core, but could not go any further for the rest of his life.

Ordinary and mediocre, they are the majority of all living beings on the plane of cultivation.

The stall owner raised his eyes, looked at Chu Zeming with red eyes, and said, "Thank you, thank you. My name is Wang Qiang. People in Cangzhou City who often come to my stall to eat wontons like to call me Wang Dashao. From now on, you come to my place to eat. I don't charge you a penny. My stall is always here, and you can come anytime you want to eat!"

As soon as these words came out, Yue Lian's eyes lit up.

Nice guy.

Yue Lian stepped forward, touched the stall owner's hand, and said, "I'm actually a little hungry, how about you cook a few more bowls for me?"

The stall owner responded with a smile: "Okay!"

Yuelian's stomach is a bottomless pit, and there is no time when she is full. Chu Zeming was worried that Yuelian would eat up all the wontons that the stall owner was going to sell in the morning, so he hurriedly said to the stall owner: "No, no, we have to go. Don’t cook it for him, he’s long since inedulated, it’s impossible for him to be hungry.”

"I'm psychologically hungry." Yue Lian wanted to rescue her, but was grabbed by Chu Zeming and forcibly left the booth.

In front of the refreshment booth, the shirtless middle-aged stall owner held a large spoon and watched the backs of these people leaving gratefully.

I secretly swear in my heart that I will definitely make wontons more delicious.

Dragging Yue Lian away from the tea stand, Chu Zeming let go of Yue Lian.

Yue Lian glanced at the torn clothes, looked at Chu Zeming sadly, and said quietly: "You heartless man, you clearly said that you would care about me in the future, but now you don't even allow me to eat a few bowls of small wontons. "

Chu Zeming was disgusted by his tone and expression, suppressed the urge to hit him again, and said, "Speak well!"

Yue Lian: "..."

Oh.

After tidying up her clothes, Yue Lian came to Chu Zeming, looked into his eyes quietly, as if she wanted to rub Chu Zeming's whole body into her eyes, and said seriously: "I don't eat small wontons, so give me a kiss." , okay?"

Saying so, Yue Lian slowly approached Chu Zeming's face.

The two people are so similar in height that they can easily touch each other's corresponding lips without even bowing or raising their heads...

Chu Zeming has never been in a relationship.

I have never had an on-the-spot reaction to a scene like this, and I froze in place for a moment, dumbly not knowing whether to hit him or run away.

At this moment, Chu Zeming suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure that shouldn't appear here from the corner of his eye, his body shook suddenly, and his empty brain returned to its original rationality.

Why is she here!

Why is there a strange person around her?

Reaching out to hold Yue Lian's face that was getting closer and closer, she forcibly turned in that direction, and said in a deep voice, "Who do you think that is?"

Chu Zeming was very energetic.

Yue Lian's neck thumped.

Yue Lian: "..."

Originally, the timing was just right and the emotion was well brewed for a kiss, but it was completely ruined by Chu Zeming who didn't understand the style.