Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

The dark and long passageway is intermittently lit with Wanming lanterns, and the bright yellow candlelight flickers gently, dispelling the darkness and lengthening the shadows of passers-by.Under the candlelight, bright red blood drops can be seen from time to time.

Wen Chuyi carried Zhou Yuyue behind his back again, and quickly caught up with the tail of the team.

Walking out of the passage, there is a rectangular platform in front of you, and a two-foot-wide single-plank bridge extends from the middle. Several black maces surrounded by two people are neatly arranged on the bridge. The sharp and hard thorns reflect the ling The coldness of people.

On both sides of the single-plank bridge is a bottomless abyss, and the sound of running water can be faintly heard.

"This level is called 'Spike Fang Pendulum', and you guys need to cross the single-plank bridge through the swinging gap to reach the other side." Venerable Fanhua may be late for the introduction, but she will definitely not be absent. She sees some people's hearts Thinking of retreating, he comforted me softly,

"Don't worry, everyone. There is a river under the single-plank bridge. If you fall down, you shouldn't die."

Yes, they may not fall to their deaths, but they will definitely lose their lives, everyone said in their hearts.

Wen Chuyi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. It turns out that the first level is an appetizer, and the real competition starts from here.

As soon as Venerable Fanhua's voice fell, there was a sudden clicking sound of the mechanism running in the air, and then, the huge mace began to swing from side to side, the amplitude changed from small to large, and the speed also increased accordingly, and even the roar of piercing the air could be heard Voice.

"How did you get here?"

Fu Jiuli looked at Wen Chuyi who was walking towards them. Shock was written on the white baby's face with several scratches on his face. His big eyes looked him up and down several times, and finally he found that only his hands injured.Looking at Zhou Yuyue again, her complexion is as usual, her clothes are neat and tidy, it can be seen that she is well protected.

Not only Fu Jiuli, but also Mo Moda, who sees a few small bloodstains on his body, is also very surprised. Could it be that Wen Chuyi can compete with them only by virtue of his physical body? You must know that the physical body of the demons is several times stronger than that of monks However, the coats of the surrounding disciples were almost soaked in blood.

"Of course it depends on skill." Wen Chuyi blinked at Fu Jiuli.

"Huh." Fu Jiuli rubbed his arms with disgust, and shifted his gaze to the swinging mace. Now is not the time to study these things carefully. The back road is blocked. If they want to get out, they can only go through this Take the single-plank bridge.

Wen Chuyi also looked at the canoe. He could use some tricks in the last level, but this level can only be broken through with the head iron.

Seeing that no one stepped forward from the wordless stele, he held his chin and smiled slightly, and a hole appeared in the air outside, and the golden veil began to leak down when it appeared,

"I forgot to mention that if the sand has drained out and people who have not passed through, all will be pushed down."

The stone wall behind everyone suddenly trembled, and then they saw that the stone wall moved forward a little bit, and the shape was exactly a rectangle, which completely matched the platform under their feet.

Now, as the saying goes, there are wolves before and tigers behind, Wen Chuyi raised his jaw at Fu Jiuli, "Let's go."

For a checkpoint like this, it is easier for the person walking in the front to pass, at least there will be no obstacles in the way ahead.Obviously, there are other people besides Wen Chuyi who have this idea.

Qu Zhushen held the jade bone red whip and stepped onto the single-plank bridge first, but then, he turned his face slightly and glanced at Wen Chuyi. His long and narrow phoenix eyes were mostly covered by slender eyelashes, and he couldn't see clearly. Just turned around.

When Wen Chuyi noticed his gaze, he straightened his chest, lowered his brows and eyes, and his lazy sleeping phoenix eyes instantly became aggressive. I don't know what this pervert is thinking, but it's definitely not a good thing.

The younger brother saved him once today because of his kindness. Wen Chuyi felt that it was necessary for him to take off the claws of the perverted young master. Even if the younger brother wanted to find a Taoist companion, he had to find someone who was more reliable, such as Qu Zhushen. Senior obviously can't.

Inexplicably, Wen Chuyi put on his old father's filter again.

Zhou Yuyue has been quietly staying on Wen Chuyi's back, acting as a well-behaved ornament, but when she saw Qu Zhu looking deeply at Wen Chuyi, the hands around his neck began to tighten unconsciously.

"Cough, brother, don't tie it so tightly." Wen Chuyi suddenly felt his neck being strangled, thinking he was afraid, and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, even if you fall, brother will be under you."

Zhou Yuyue came back to her senses, loosened her arms a little, and said in an apologetic tone, "Sorry, senior brother."

A heavy mace passed in front of Wen Chuyi. He seized the opportunity and dodged through. Fortunately, the distance between the two maces was wide enough. Otherwise, even if Wen Chuyi passed by, Zhou Yuyue behind him would also was hit.

Going down this stick is no joke, the hard black thorns are as wide as the palm of your hand, and can pierce people into a sieve in minutes.

Wen Chuyi focused on it, it would be easy if he was alone, but now that he was carrying Zhou Yuyue on his back, his movements were much slower. Hearing the screams behind him one after another, and the sound of dumplings falling into the water, he couldn't help being more cautious.

"Brother, it's only a little bit closer." Zhou Yuyue looked back, and there were very few people left on the single-plank bridge, and most of them jumped down actively or passively. Compared with being blasted by a mace, the probability of surviving the jump may be higher some.

Hey, the quality of this year's comprehension disciples is not very good, but they have lost their aura, so they are so fragile. Venerable Fanhua looked at another person who fell, and shook his head bitterly.

"Yeah." Wen Chuyi stood on the spot and took a few breaths. He almost ran into him just now. Fortunately, he flashed in time. A small scar was drawn on his forehead by the top of the spike, and blood oozed out. He was worried that he would bleed. Into the eyes, he said, "Junior brother, please wipe the blood off my forehead."

He only heard a cold "OK", and then a snow-white sleeve covered Wen Chuyi's face, and the unique cold fragrance lingering on the young man threw him into his arms. When the plain sleeve was put down, it was stained with bright red blood. Like a few red plums blooming in the snow.

Qu Zhushen, who was walking in the front, was already a little exhausted, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips became redder and redder. Although he was in the foundation building, he was mainly built up by pills.

Seeing that the mace was about to hit him, Qu Zhu gritted his teeth deeply and fell back, falling into the darkness.

Wen Chuyi, who was about to move on, suddenly felt something wrapped around his leg. Just as he lowered his head, a huge pulling force pulled him towards the darkness. Unprepared, Wen Chuyi was pulled down, "I wipe!"

"Beauty's brother, we meet again." The curved candle adorned at the bottom raised his face deeply, his red lips curled up, in the dim light, like a demon dragging people into hell.

The veins on Wen Chuyi's forehead bulged, and he clasped the edge of the single-plank bridge with one hand, barely falling off, but now he was carrying a person on his back, and another was hanging on his feet, and that hand was equivalent to bearing the weight of three people.

See you sir!Wen Chuyi clasped his five fingers tightly, clenched his teeth, and didn't dare to move at will, so when Qu Zhushen actually held his feet along the long whip, and then hugged his waist, he could only act as a An emotionless, humanoid stick.

Wen Chuyi's outer shirt was used to wrap the scabbard, so now he was wearing a middle coat, and felt the strange rubbing between his waist and abdomen. He was silent for a moment, not knowing the intention of the perverted young master, what to do?

Want to tickle him so he'll fall?

Although he wasn't ticklish, Qu Zhushen's movements still made his fingers slide out a little, and they became more and more shaky. Wen Chuyi let out a sentence from his teeth, "Don't rub, I'm not ticklish."

After the words fell, Wen Chuyi felt a chill behind him, and the people behind him suddenly moved.

The boy was already slender, and he walked around Wen Chuyi lightly like a spirit snake. His beautiful phoenix eyes glanced at Qu Zhushen indifferently, and then kicked Qu Zhushen's head hard with his good foot. With this strength, he successfully landed on the single-plank bridge.

Zhou Yuyue was extremely careless, and said, "Sorry, my feet are slippery."

"You...!" Qu Zhushen, who was falling down, did not expect this slender and beautiful beauty to strike so hard, and swung the jade bone red whip, but it was too late, and the darkness soon swallowed him up.

Wen Chuyi also fell down the same way as Qu Zhushen, his eyes widened in shock, he didn't know what to feel in his heart, but the next moment, a cool and slender hand grabbed his wrist,

"Brother, I will pull you up."

Wen Chuyi lost two burdens, and his body was much more flexible. Zhou Yuyue pulled one hand, and when his hand was able to rest on the single-plank bridge, he used his arm to force himself, and finally managed to turn ashore.

Wen Chuyi sat on the bridge and took a few breaths. His heart was still beating violently because of the stimulation just now, and his adrenaline was soaring.He turned his head to look at the young man who was sitting beside him silently rubbing his arms. The pain in his feet made his already fair face paler and his appearance became thinner.

The people behind were about to catch up. Wen Chu squatted halfway in front of Zhou Yuyue, walked over his legs, and carefully picked him up horizontally, "Junior brother, let's go out first."

For the next part of the road, I don't know if it was because of the physical excitement, Wen Chuyi not only walked very easily, but even walked it again.

As soon as we walked to the other side, the originally gray and black stone wall slowly opened, revealing the winding stone steps.

"Go, Wen Xiaoyou!" Venerable Fan Hua keenly felt Wen Chuyi's excitement, and her tone was comforting. She knew Wen Xiaoyou would like it.And, the session just now was very exciting, and she liked it very much.

Wen Chuyi glanced back and saw Fu Jiuli and the others were still on the single-plank bridge, and asked, "Senior, how many hurdles are there?"

"Pass one more level and it's over." Venerable Fanhua's voice echoed in the space, and the disciples on the canoe cheered up and speeded up one after another.

They only knew that spiritual energy could not be used in that palace, but they did not expect that the so-called competition could not be used either, and it was not that no one had the courage to propose to withdraw, but they were all rejected by Venerable Fanhua's smiling sentence "Can't quit in the middle".

When the person concerned was thrown out by the mace, he expressed regret, very regretful.

The gray and white stairs can allow two people to pass side by side, descending in a spiral, with a height of fifty feet by visual inspection, with a stone pillar surrounded by one person in the middle, leading straight to the bottom.

"Want to give it a try, Wen Xiaoyou? It's a quick way down from here." The divine sense inside the wordless stele enthusiastically recommended it.

"Senior, it's not very convenient for me to carry my junior brother behind my back."

Wen Chuyi tactfully refused, and walked down the steps honestly. It was relatively easy to go down the stairs, and Zhou Yuyue was very light, so when he stepped down the last step, his body was still full of vitality.

When Wen Chu came down the stairs, someone had already slid down the stone pillar. At this time, he was kneeling on the bank, stretching his arms to catch the person floating on the water, with a terrified expression, "Second Senior Brother! Are you still alive? You don't want Die!"

"..." As soon as Wen Chu looked up, he saw several 'corpses' quietly floating in the dark water, all of them were disciples who had just fallen from the single-plank bridge.

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Zhou Yuyue: Sao Rui (I was wrong, I dare to do it next time)