Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

After waiting for the winner to be announced, Wen Chuyi took back his sword. The tip of the Feixing sword was stained with blood because of Qu Zhushen's non-dodging and evasive movements. Find out what it's like to have close contact with a pervert.

Qu Zhushen and Wen Chuyi passed by, the blood hole on his neck was gurgling, and the bloodstains were winding on his pale skin, strange and decadent, just like his whole body, those red phoenix eyes fainted from the end of his eyes Blushing, she gave him a sideways glance, and whispered, "You are so beautiful, as beautiful as your junior brother."

"...you are beautiful!" Wen Chuyi originally didn't want to have too much contact with perverts, but he didn't expect to hear this nonsense that made people want to take off their ears and scald them with boiling water several times to sterilize them. It's disgusting to be disgusted, without even thinking about it, a neat backspin leg sent people thousands of miles away.

Seeing that Wen Chuyi had won, the audience in the audience immediately prepared to leave bored. When they turned around, they seemed to see something flying out of the ring from the corner of their eyes. They thought it was Qu Zhushen who couldn't hold back the shameless The villain kicked out, before the smile on the corner of his mouth raised, he found that the body that flew out seemed to be black...

Among the crowd watching the battle, there were many disciples of Dan Dingzong. Seeing that their young master was kicked flying, their hearts were so frightened that they almost stopped, and they hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, hoping to catch him before the young master landed. .

"Hahahaha, I just said that my elder brother is the most powerful!" Wen An had already shouted, his fair face turned red with excitement, and because of the low altitude, he jumped up and waved to Wen Chu with a smile. brilliant.

After Wen Chuyi saw it, his ivory white skin was slightly stained with a blush. His brother is too cute.

But Wen Xunyang, who was standing behind the crowd, was in a completely different mood from Wen Chuyi at this time. Through the gap, he saw the lively young boy bouncing around and waving his hands. Knuckles creaked.

"I didn't expect the relationship between the young master and that disciple of Xuanjianzong to be so close in just a few days. It's the first time I've seen the young master like this." Beside him, he stroked his beard with his big palm, and said with a smile.

Although the little young master usually has a good relationship with other disciples, he has never had a particularly good friend. For some reason, he has always disliked Wen Xunyang, who is like an elder brother. The birth of the young master was a little better, so the young master was very sensible since he was a child.

The leader elder looked at Wen An who was laughing lively, his eyes showed some relief.

"Yeah, it's the first time I've seen you too." Wen Xunyang let go of his fist and responded softly.

"By the way, it's your turn soon, let's go there first." The elder leader suddenly patted his head, finally remembering his purpose of coming here.

Wen Chuyi defeated Qu Zhushen and became the new leader of ring five. As long as he can defeat the next eighteen people and hold the ring, he will be able to participate in tomorrow's top five.

In fact, this individual competition came at the right time for him. He has just stepped into the half-step Jindan and needs a lot of actual combat to consolidate it, so Wen Chuyi looked at the disciples who came to the stage one by one as if they were watching experience pack.

All the people he stared at had goosebumps, what's going on... Could it be that he looks like a human being, but he is actually a pervert?

There were more and more bloodstains on Wen Chuyi's plain disciple uniform, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the power of the sword in his hand seemed to be felt even in the audience. After the disciples, the disciples who stayed under the fifth ring to watch the battle were silent. Although this person was a bit shameless and wretched, there is no doubt that this guy's talent and perseverance are amazing.

There is no shortage of disciples participating in the individual competition with masters at the golden core stage. Although half-step golden core and golden core sound like half a step away, the half-step gully is like a natural moat, and it is extremely difficult to fight across the ladder.

Wen Chuyi knelt on one knee in the arena, thrust his sword into the ground, and took a few breaths. As expected, it was not that simple to step up and down the stairs. He raised his sleeve to wipe away the blood dripping down the brow bone. personal.

The lights were on all around, and the night outside the arena was dark, but there were still crowds of people, and there were not many opportunities to watch the competition of disciples from different sects at close range, especially the best disciples of each sect. Just by watching, you can gain a lot .

"WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" A female disciple of Xuan Jianzong bit her handkerchief, looked at the blood-stained young man on the ring, and hugged the female cultivator beside her with tears in her eyes.

"That's right, senior brother Wen's white clothes are all stained red, but it's a good look." The female disciple of the Yunshan Sect also hugged her, tears dripping from the corners of her mouth.

At this time, the two half-brothers, good sisters from different sects and schools shed tears for the beautiful Senior Brother Wen, and wanted to ask, Senior Brother Wen, can you be a sister...friend?

"Damn it, I, Liu Sanjing, is a man." The rough-faced male cultivator looked at the young man on the stage with a pair of tiger eyes, and his tone of admiration changed from his previous contempt.

"He's quite handsome," the disciple beside him nodded, but then coughed, "Hey, but even so, we can't abduct our sect's junior sister!"

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"Do you think you will win in the first day of junior high school?" The female cultivator in the vermilion student uniform has a stunning face, with one arm around her chest, willow waist and vine arms, and her slender fingers dyed with red kodan lightly tap the side of her face, looking at her with beautiful and charming eyes. Even though he was exhausted on the stage, he still raised his sword to meet the blood-clothed young man. The sword dazzled him, which added a bit of sharp and sharp handsomeness to him.

"I believe in brother." The young man in white beside him looked indifferent, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, while the other half of his face was illuminated by the light, as if meticulously drawn every moment by everyone, like the moonlight painted on rice paper Banxian.

"He seems to be very popular." Yun Shiqing tilted her head slightly, her eyes silently fell on the stunning and alienated young man beside her, as if she asked casually.

"Senior brother is very popular." Zhou Yuyue's eyes fell on the young man precisely, even though the two people on the stage were moving so fast that people were dazzled, hearing Yun Shiqing's voice showed no emotion at all, as if they were just answering casually.

"Hmm, indeed." The beauty smiled, if the flowers were in full bloom, she pressed her slender fingers on her vermilion lips, her voice was soft and shy, "Even I like him very much." It's just that those seductive eyes hide a joke .

The young man on the side also smiled, and this smile seemed to breathe life into the portrait, making the immortal with the same face walk out of the painting, "It all depends on who the senior brother likes."

Unlike Wen An who monopolizes the seat with his loud voice, Yun Shiqing is a charming beauty, not to mention that there is an unparalleled young man standing beside her, and the people around unconsciously make room for them.

When a beauty reaches a certain point, it is easy to be daunting.

"Ring master No. [-], Xuan Jianzong, Wen Chuyi." As soon as the judge elder's voice fell, Wen Chuyi was so tired that he couldn't stand up, and fell to sit on the ring with his sword in his hand. The defeated Jindan monk.

I don't know if it's because Wen Chuyi was unlucky. There are a total of five Jindan monks participating in the individual competition, and he has already met two in this moment alone.

Coincidentally, the last one was also a monk of the Cauldron Pill Sect. Thinking of the ruthlessness of the previous attack, his arm was almost crippled by him, so he said, "Avenge your young master?"

"But I still want to say, he deserves it, and if I say that again, I will kick him away."

"Haha, cough, you guessed it, part of it is because of this reason." The man has a handsome face, the blood on his face is still wet, and he is no better than Wen Chuyi. He put his hands on the ground and sat up slowly. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "After all, I really want the top five rewards."

Other rings also heard the names of the ring masters one after another. Wen Chuyi listened carefully, except for ring number four who didn't know who it was, and the names of the other ring masters went through in his mind.

While Wen Chuyi was sitting on the ground, Liu Xiangxiang, who was standing by the ring, hurried over, took out the pills such as Hemostatic Pill and Yiqi Pill, and handed them to Wen Chuyi, with a worried expression on his face, "Junior Brother Wen, eat it quickly." .”

She is responsible for simple bandaging and treatment for all the injured monks on the fifth ring. All injured monks can get a copy of these pills for free, which is kindly provided by Dan Dingzong.

But Wen Chuyi didn't like to eat these pills. Under the repair of spiritual energy, his wound soon stopped bleeding, so he stood up and prepared to leave, but declined Liu Xiangxiang's kindness, "Thank you, Senior Sister Liu, I'm fine. It’s just a flesh injury, now that the bleeding has stopped, it’s no longer a problem.”

The taste of the elixir in the world of cultivating immortals is really hard to grasp at a glance, especially this kind of elixir for nourishing blood and stopping bleeding, which has a disgusting stench. He ate enough when he was a poor rookie. Nausea.

Wen Chuyi was really stubborn when he got up, and Liu Xiangxiang knew this too, and believed that he had his own sense of proportion, so he didn't force him.

As soon as he stepped off the ring, he heard a familiar voice, looked up and saw that his body was clean and tidy, and said in surprise, "Junior brother, are you finished?" Is it so fast?

"Zhou Daoyou's No. [-] ring ended the first time, ah yes, Zhou Daoyou is the leader of No. [-] ring." Yun Shiqing walked slowly from behind, looked Wen Chuyi up and down, covered her lips with her bare hands, and was shocked With a cry, "Oh, you were injured so badly on the first day of the junior high school, let me help you."

Wen Chuyi's forehead twitched, the concerned tone was too fake.

"Don't bother Fellow Daoist Yun, I'll do it." Zhou Yuyue put his hand on Wen Chuyi's arm naturally, "It's so late, Fellow Daoist Yun should rest earlier."

"Isn't it really necessary? Well then, I'll go back first. On the first day of junior high school, you heal your wounds well." Yun Shiqing said regretfully, and left with downcast eyes, but she just blinked at Wen Chuyi as she passed by.

I really can't see that you are playing so wildly, but don't worry, as a sister, I have already taken care of it for you.

Strangely, Wen Chuyi understood her eyes.

"No..." He didn't!Wen Chuyi wanted to refute, but Yun Shiqing left very quickly, coupled with the cover of the crowd, he disappeared from his vision after a while.

"It's not what?" Zhou Yuyue held Wen Chuyi by his arm, and looked at him with Qing Lingling's phoenix eyes.

"It's nothing." Naturally, it was impossible for Wen Chuyi to tell him about this matter, so he could only change the subject, "Congratulations, junior brother, for winning the ring."

"Senior brother too," he paused, "very powerful."

Wen Chuyi didn't expect to be praised by the protagonist one day. When he felt happy, the corners of his mouth turned up, but he accidentally pulled the wound, and some blood oozes out, but he didn't care, and waved his hand modestly, "No, no , the younger brother is the best."

It is true that Zhou Yuyue is only now perfect in body training. Although sword cultivators are best at leapfrogging and fighting, it is not easy for him to overcome the distance like a moat and defeat the opponent. Maybe there is a certain bonus of luck, but luck is also a function of strength part.

Because Wen An was caught by the elder leader to condolences to the disciples of his own sect, it's fine to cheer for the monks of other sects all the way, and he should come back to have a look after the end.

When Wen Chuyi saw Wen An being dragged away by the leader, he was not worried, and followed Zhou Yuyue back to Haojia Peak on the black-winged bird.

Maybe Zhou Yuyue's food was too good. This black-winged bird was getting fatter. It looked like a ball from a distance, but looked more like a round ball when he got closer. He had some doubts about whether this bird could fly. .

Sit on the black wing bird and feel the soft touch under the buttocks. Maybe all the furry creatures can't change the ending of turning into a ball in the end.

"Senior Brother," the young man sitting beside him suddenly said, his voice was very soft, like a feather brushing against his ears, "Senior Brother, do you have someone you care about?"

"Huh?" Wen Chuyi's ears trembled, as if he didn't hear clearly, he hummed a syllable from his nasal cavity, but quickly gave the answer, "No."

He frowned suddenly, this question... Could it be possible, "...Junior brother, do you have someone you like?"

The young man was silent for a while, his voice became softer, almost crushed in the night wind, "Yes."

Wen Chuyi was sure that the "hmm" he heard was an affirmative sentence, his sleepy eyes suddenly widened, he turned his head, and looked at Zhou Yuyue in disbelief, no, they seemed to be almost staying together, right?

Almost all the people he knows also know himself, so to speak... the person the younger brother likes is someone among the people he knows...

Who is it?

Wen Chuyi suddenly regained his energy, sat up straight, and asked in a low voice, "Have you...have known each other for a long time?"

"En." Zhou Yuyue finally turned her face away, and looked at Wen Chu, and there was a rare look of nervousness in those phoenix eyes.

Well, then exclude Qu Zhushen, Bai Shang, and the people you met recently. In this case, the scope is very small, and it can almost be locked in Xuanjianzong.

"Cough, is he... white?" Wen Chuyi continued to ask questions, observed Zhou Yuyue's face, and found no sign of his anger, he was relieved, he didn't want to face Zhenjun Yuli's replica small refrigerator again.

"Yeah." Zhou Yuyue nodded, her long hair like crow's feathers hung down to her waist, drawing an arc with the movement of nodding.

"Ah..." Wen Chuyi ruled out Momo, then only Zhenjun Yuli and Fu Jiuli were left. Thinking of this, Wen Chuyi couldn't help but look complicated, thinking that she laughed at Fu Jiuli at the beginning. What about the little cannon fodder caught in the field of Shura? I didn't expect him to be the biggest winner?

Wen Chuyi covered his cheek, feeling a burning pain there, damn it, he was slapped in the face.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yuyue watched the young man suddenly raise his hand to cover his face. He didn't understand this strange behavior, but it didn't seem strange to Wen Chuyi.

"No, it's just that the tooth suddenly hurt." Wen Chuyi put down his hand and laughed. He really didn't expect his younger brother to like the type of Fu Jiuli. A little bit big.

Of course, he fully respects the choices and aesthetics of his younger brother, maybe this is the love of time.

"Junior Brother, since you like him, go after him. No one can refuse you with a celestial figure like Junior Brother." Wen Chuyi finished eating a giant melon, his stomach was full, and his injuries no longer hurt. , patted him on the shoulder, encouraged,

"You will definitely succeed!"

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