Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

Just as the Flying Star Sword was about to be swung down, the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically. Wen Chuyi closed his eyes, feeling a little dizzy in his head. When he opened his eyes again, he looked down at the long sword in his hand and was stunned. After a while, he raised his head again and looked around, not understanding why he was holding a sword and why he was here.

Wen Chuyi scratched his head in a daze, isn't he at home?Just now the electricity suddenly stopped, and he fell with his left foot and his right foot. When he got up, he was here. Although today is his birthday, there is no need to give him such a big surprise, right?

Although Wen Chuyi was calm on the face, he was already flustered in his heart. He looked at the simple thatched cottage and asked tentatively, "Hello, is there anyone?"

"hello?"

"Ani Arthur?"

"How much are you empty?"

"What are you talking about?" A milky but pretentious voice suddenly came from outside the door, and then a short, chubby boy walked in with his hands behind his back.

When Wen Chu first saw him, he was startled. Without him, this kid is too dark. He went to Africa to dig coal for a month and came back. He probably wasn’t so dark, but hearing his familiar tone, he should know himself and be accurate. Some said he knew Yuanshen.

"Hey, why don't you talk?" Little Hei Zai looked at him with a worried look on his chubby face.

Wen Chuyi didn't know why he could see the danger from that black face, his mouth was bald by reflex, "First, I don't call you hello; second, my name is Wen Chuyi."

Seeing the little black boy looking at him suspiciously, he coughed, fell back to the small wooden bed in an unsteady state, and weakly raised his hand to cover his head, "I just hit my head, it seems that I accidentally forgot A lot of things, like... who am I, who are you, where are we now?"

Yun Bixiao's expression suddenly became a little weird outside the illusion. This illusion is called the state of heavy heart, which can bring back the most impressive period of time for those who have fallen into the illusion, and the longer the time, the more real it becomes. Painful memories can also be happy memories.

Pain can affect the state of mind, even if it comes out, it will be greatly affected; happiness is addicted to it, just wait for him to be swept off the ring, but the illusion has just begun, and he must continue to strengthen, so he can't do it for the time being.

In the illusion, Wen Chuyi couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard Xiaopangdun say that he was his servant. If it weren't for those black and white eyes that were too clear to move around, the credibility might be higher.

Wen Chuyi felt that he should be dreaming, so he pinched his thigh, oh, it didn't hurt, he was indeed in a dream!

Now that he was sure that it was in his dream, Wen Chuyi felt relieved. It was the first time he had the legendary lucid dream, and he wondered if anything could appear in the dream if he thought about it.

Thinking like this, he walked out of the room, looked at the crumbling thatched hut, closed his eyes and said silently: Dragon Palace, Dragon Palace, Dragon Palace.

He opened his eyes, okay, nothing changed.

"...Tch, bad review." What's the meaning of the dream of not being able to have superpowers? Wen Chuyi immediately wanted to wake up, and he hadn't eaten the takeaway he ordered yet.

"My child, I don't know why I dreamed of you, but I have to go." Wen Chuyi walked to the door, touched the little black boy's soft hair, and then pinched his leg hard.

"Hey, kid, do you know where there are rivers or cliffs near here?" Wen Chuyi decided to use external force.

Hei Zai didn't seem to understand why he asked, but still pointed him in the direction, "There is a stream behind the house."

Wen Chuyi left in the same direction. Suddenly, he looked back, only to find that the black cub who was standing there had disappeared, and was replaced by a stunning young man in a snow suit with black phoenix eyes. Looking at him from afar.

Wen Chuyi blinked, and the black cub at the door still looked at him suspiciously. There was no boy in snow clothes. Maybe he was hallucinating. He turned his head, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, although it might not work. .

Sure enough, there was a stream in front of him. When Wen Chu first saw it, he ran up and jumped into the water. It was so real that he felt a faint sense of fear, as if everything here was an illusion, but it was true, the dream was always an illusion. Well.

After a while, Wen Chuyi floated quietly on the water like a salted fish, but his whole body exuded an unlovely aura. If he was saved, why couldn't he wake up? !

When Wen Chu saw that jumping into the river was impossible, he gritted his teeth and ran back to ask Hei Zai where there was a cliff. He was afraid of heights, and he would definitely wake up if he jumped down.

So Hei Zai seemed to be transformed into an emotionless guiding NPC, and Wen Chuyi was a rookie player who was still stuck in the game. After climbing the mountain road for a long time, he finally saw the big pants Looking at the huge black hole, he gritted his teeth and jumped down.

Although he doesn't feel any pain now, the feeling of the howling wind and the rapid fall is real. Looking at the bottomless abyss below, there is no light in it, as if it is the mouth of a giant beast, just waiting for him to throw himself into the abyss. snare.

Wen Chuyi looked at the darkness that was getting closer and closer, his heart beat like a drum, and he subconsciously called out a name, "Flying Star!"

And the next moment, a black and lustrous long sword flew from the sky, and finally stopped in front of him, circling him intimately.

The body seemed to hold the sword actively with memory. Wen Chuyi raised the sword in front of him, and then swung it down towards the abyss as if he had done it thousands of times. The next moment, a faint beam of light pierced through the darkness, as if the curtain of darkness had been cut to pieces by a sword.

The light was getting brighter and brighter, and Wen Chuyi was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes, and at the same time, a lot of memories flooded into his mind.

Yun Bixiao watched Wen Chuyi from beyond the illusion, and there was only one way to unravel the heavy state of mind, and that was to discover the illusion, and personally kill the person he hated and loved, but he looked all the way, but he didn't find anything that could Impressive, and Wen Chuyi's state also looks a little strange.

Just as Yun Bixiao was concentrating on inputting the last piece of spiritual power, the illusion suddenly burst, and he was also subjected to this huge impact and backlash, his face turned slightly pale, and he quickly stepped back a few steps, raising his eyes to see the sword coming towards him young man, his complexion slightly condensed.

"Your illusion is very interesting." The flying star sword collided with the jade fan, and because of the excessive force, tiny sparks burst out between the two.

Yun Bixiao's hand holding the fan was slightly numb from the shock. Facing the young man's increasingly tough attack, he could only defend passively. He was not a monk who relied on strong output like a sword repairman. He wants to get out of the illusion, but ordinary illusions can't stop him, so he must distance himself as soon as possible.

Wen Chuyi also discovered that the two illusions were related to the pictures of beauties, so how could he be given a chance? Immediately, his subordinates' attack became more violent, and the flowing current faintly gathered into a thunderbolt. When the Feixing sword hit the jade fan again When it fell, Yun Bixiao had no time to dodge, and was struck by the electric shock.

Yun Bixiao, who was originally evil and handsome, was split into a fried fox by lightning, and her flowing black hair stood on end. From a distance, she looked like a sea urchin with excessive thorns.

No matter what the others are, Yun Shiqing sees her smug and smug elder brother become like this, she almost burst into tears of laughter, she completely throws away the burden of being a beautiful woman, and took out the photo stone at the same time.While clutching his aching belly from laughing.

Maybe it was infected by Yun Shiqing's laughter, and the people around couldn't hold back their laughter. The laughter became louder and louder, so loud that the two people on the ring could hear it too.

Wen Chuyi looked at the unique appearance of the young man in red, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly because he couldn't hold back his laughter. He coughed, raised his sword and continued to attack Yun Bixiao.

At this time, Yun Bixiao's body was half softened, and the afterglow of the electricity seemed to be still flowing in his body. His eyes glanced at the expressions of the people in the audience, coupled with the many uncontrollable laughter, his raised hand trembled slightly, touching Touched the hair.

Don't say anything, let's do it!

Yun Bixiao looked at the young man who was approaching quickly, and was not about to back away. He quickly opened his folding fan, and took the initiative to meet Wen Chuyi, and then - he sprained his foot and fell limp in Wen Chuyi's arms.

Wen Chuyi: "...?"

The audience watching the battle and Yun Shiqing: "...?"

The elders watching the battle behind: "...?"

The small question marks of everyone present were all handled by Mr. Yun.

Yun Bixiao gritted his teeth and tried to stand up straight with a dark face, but he was so sorely struck by lightning just now that his feet were still soft. At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by a soft-footed shrimp, so he could only hold tightly The material under your hands will not slip down.

"Ahem!" Wen Chuyi really couldn't hold back his laughter at this moment, but he was in a bad mood. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he held Yun Bixiao's collar and his arms were rimmed, and said very considerately, " Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Yun, I will throw it lightly."

The material in his hand was ruthlessly taken away, Yun Bixiao's fox eyes widened, and he only had time to utter a word before being thrown out by Wen Chuyi, "You...!"

Seeing that Yun Bixiao was thrown down by Wen Chuyi, the disciples in the audience quickly made an empty seat to avoid hitting themselves.

Thus, the competition between No.1 and No.2 in the individual competition ended with such a dramatic ending. Even when Ye Cheng announced the final results, his serious and serious face was a bit complicated.

"The rankings for the individual competition have just been decided: No.1 Xuanjian Sect Wen Chuyi, No.2 Yushui Sect Yun Bixiao, No.3 Yunshan Sect Li Buxun, No.4 Cangyu Sect Wen Xunyang, No.5 Mysterious Sword Sect Zhou Yuyue."

"The rewards for the individual competition will be distributed together with the dinner tonight."

"2 The Fifty Realms Central Continent Zongmen Exchange Conference is over here, all disciples are requested to leave in an orderly manner."

Until Ye Cheng finished announcing the ranking, Wen Chuyi still had no real feeling, he always felt that this victory came too strange, starting from the competition with Li Buxun.

Is there something wrong with him, or something wrong with himself, or is it something wrong with everyone? !

Wen Chuyi didn't understand, but he decided to accept it.

Satisfied, Yun Shiqing put away the photo stone, took the jerky in her mouth and went to the crowd to find her brother. When Wen Chuyi stepped off the ring, Wen An was the first to rush up and hug him, "Brother! Congratulations!"

"Junior Brother Wen, congratulations on winning the championship." Liu Xiangxiang and Lu Ying laughed, and Fu Jiuli, Mo Moda... and many other seniors who had a good relationship with him all surrounded him.

Wen Chuyi was suddenly surrounded by rainbow farts, and it was rare to feel a little bit of suffocation. After thanking him, he pulled Wen An, who was also about to suffocate, but because of the altitude problem, got out of the crowd.

He took a few breaths, looked down and saw the young boy on his chest looking at him with sparkling eyes, he understood the emotion inside, it was admiration.

Wen Chuyi was even more ecstatic when he saw this look, and immediately he was not tired physically and mentally. He picked up his cute and cute brother, and waved boldly, "Let's go! Let's go to the hot spring!"

……

Different from the cheerful and relaxed atmosphere on Wen Chuyi's side, Zhou Yuyue and Zhenjun Yuli were silent on the top of Haojiafeng Mountain. In the end, Zhenjun Yuli was the first to break the silence and spoke in a deep voice, his voice was like the ice that never melted on the top of the mountain. , "How did you guarantee it back then?"

Zhou Yuyue lowered her eyes, her lips were tightly pursed at this moment, different from Yuli's coldness, his voice was as distant and cold as the moon in the mountains, "Master, it's my disciple's fault, please punish me, Master."

Yuli looked at the snow-clothed boy in front of him, a look of helplessness appeared on his expressionless face for the first time, he stood up, and took out a small blue porcelain bottle from a row of cabinets beside him,

"This is the breath-suppressing pill that I just refined. I have improved it and it is more effective than before. Just take it and remember to take it every day. Don't get hurt again."

Zhou Yuyue raised her hand to take it, with a respectful and serious face, "Yes, disciple, remember."

"There is no need to be so reserved between you and me." Zhenjun Yuli's eyes softened slightly, he seemed to want to say something, but his face suddenly changed slightly, he stabilized his voice, "It's okay, let's go back."

"Yes, the disciple will leave first." Zhou Yuyue's face remained unchanged, she put away the small porcelain bottle, stood up and bowed to Yuli, then turned and left.

Coming down from Zhenjun Yuli's residence, Zhou Yuyue walked slowly down the mountain road. There was silence all around, only the sound of his own footsteps could be heard. Suddenly, he paused, took out a celadon bottle, and took out a crow The black pill was put into the mouth, and the bitter taste spread in the mouth in an instant.

He spread out his palm and looked at the bloody marks on it expressionlessly. At this time, the blood had stopped, and the coagulated blood no longer exuded that fragrance. It was no different from ordinary blood, and the black pupils under the long eyelashes were surging , fantasy...

The blood on his hands made him frown slightly, he turned around and walked towards the hot spring in the back mountain.

……

There was a dinner in the evening, and Wen Chuyi and Wen An planned to take a simple bath, because there was no hot spring on the island where the Cangyu Gate was located, so Wen An was very keen on bathing in hot springs, after bringing him here last time , I got greedy.

Although the hot springs in the back mountain are not big, there are quite a lot of them, there are six or seven of them.Wen Chuyi occupies one, Wen An occupies one, and Xiaoju occupies one. The postures of the two of them soaking in the hot spring with the cat are the same, showing a magical tacit understanding.

Wen Chuyi leaned against the edge of the hot spring pool, revealing his strong and white upper body. The lines on his shoulders and back were smooth and beautiful. A drop of condensed water vapor slid down his muscular abdominal muscles, and finally disappeared in the hot spring again.

Wen An and Wen Chuyi had their backs facing each other, and there was a small road between them. He didn't look back, but stretched out his hand, "Brother, rub my back for me, and I'll do it for you later."

Feeling that the towel in his hand was being held, Wen Chuyi sat up a little bit and enjoyed the bathing service of his little brother. Although he is a southerner and has never taken a bath, it is said that this is one of the good ways to cultivate brotherhood. He thinks You can give it a try.

The technique behind it is a little rusty, and it can be felt that it is the first time to rub. Although Wen Chuyi is about to be rubbed by this force, his face is grim, but he is still like a veteran big brother, and his voice is calm, "You did a good job. Okay, but the strength can be a little lighter, eh, yes, that's it."

Wen Chuyi felt that the force behind his back was much weaker. It was as if he used to shave pig hair before, but now he rubbed it lighter and lighter. When he rubbed it on his waist, a cool touch inadvertently stuck to his skin.

Wen Chuyi felt that the little brother seemed too quiet today. Could it be that he didn't want to give him a bath?Thinking of this, Wen Chuyi raised his hand from the hot spring, "Okay, I'll do it myself, brother..."

It was true that the towel in his hand felt good, but what was he holding onto with the towel?Wen An's hands shouldn't be that big, right?

Wen Chuyi turned his head in doubt, a touch of white appeared in his sight, and when he looked up, he saw a beautiful face as gorgeous as a lotus, probably because of the steam from the hot spring, and it is rare to see his junior brother blushing one day, Wen Chuyi Inexplicably, the focus of the first grade of junior high school began to go astray.

"Junior brother, why did you come here? Are you also here to soak in the hot spring?" Wen Chuyi let go of his hand, turned around, looked past the snow-clothed boy standing there, and looked at Wen An and Xiaoju behind him , Seeing this, made him suddenly silent...

"It's probably because he soaked for too long and the temperature of the hot spring was too high, but don't worry, he's fine and he's asleep now." Zhou Yuyue was still holding Wen Chuyi's towel in her hand, her slender eyelashes drooping slightly, His eyes fell on the shirtless young man below.

"Ah, so that's how it is...but..." Wen Chuyi's eyes fell on Xiaoju who was next door to Wen An, and he hesitated to speak. At this time, Fat Ju was in the same posture as Wen An, with his upper body lying on the edge of the pool, There was a piece of clothing covering his head, which looked like Wen An's middle coat.

Zhou Yuyue looked back without changing her expression. Even if the orange cat's fur was wet with water, its size did not disappear, but it looked more and more round, "Xiaoju, too."

"Oh..." Wen Chuyi didn't know how to react, so he could only say "Oh" dryly, but he quickly stood up from the water, even if he fell asleep, he couldn't sleep here. What if.

When taking a hot spring, Wen Chuyi didn't take off all his clothes, but wore pants on his lower body, so even if Zhou Yuyue was still standing in front of him, he could stand up without any burden. He grabbed the clothes on the side and put them on in a hurry. Wen An fished him out of the hot spring. Fortunately, his face was only a little red, his breathing was even, and he was really asleep.

"Junior Brother, can I trouble you to carry Xiaoju down?" Wen Chu hugged him with both hands, Xiaoju couldn't hold him anymore, so he could only trouble Zhou Yuyue.

"Of course." Zhou Yuyue moved her gaze from the young man in front of her to the big fat cat on the ground calmly, rubbed her fingers lightly, and with the movement, an inconspicuous fur floated to the surface of the water.

Fortunately, there are still four or five hours before the evening banquet, and Wen An will be fine if he sleeps a little longer. He wiped off one person and one cat and put them on the bed. He walked out and thanked Zhou Yuyue, "Please, junior brother .”

"Brother and I still need to thank you for this little thing. Could it be that brother still treats me as an outsider?" The snow-clothed boy stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and the golden flower was blown by the breeze and landed on the boy's thin shoulders , Youxiang is even worse at this moment.

"No, no!" Wen Chuyi hurriedly denied it. Seeing the young man in front of him looking depressed, he suddenly felt ashamed. He seemed to be keeping a distance from him intentionally or unintentionally. Maybe it was because he subconsciously felt that leaving the protagonist was the only way to stay safe. , so even though he is very kind to his brother, he still wants to keep a safe distance from him.

After Wen Chuyi stated that he did not treat him as an outsider, he didn't know what to say, so he could only change the subject, "By the way, congratulations, junior brother, you are No.5, and the rewards will be distributed together at the dinner tonight."

After he finished speaking, he remembered that today was a five-person competition, and No.5 was the last one, so there seemed to be nothing to congratulate... Fearing that Zhou Yuyue might misunderstand, he quickly explained, "No.5 is also very good, you I was able to achieve this result not long after I stepped into the practice, and if it happens in the future, it will definitely be even better!"

Zhou Yuyue walked from under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree to Wen Chuyi, looking at the young man's eyes unabashedly, sincere and serious, he raised his head, with a hint of embarrassment of being praised on his exquisite and beautiful face, "Really?"

"Of course, what did I lie to you for?" Wen Chuyi nodded vigorously in order to express his attitude.

"Then," the snow-clothed young man pursed his lips slightly, his phoenix eyes moved slightly, and there was a faint light in it, he seemed very embarrassed to speak, and even his voice seemed to be a little cautious, "Then senior brother, can you give me a hug? "

Wen Chuyi was stunned for a moment when he heard this request. Only then did he realize that the protagonist in front of him was just a teenager, and as far as he knew, the protagonist's youth seemed to have a bad life.

At that time, Wen Chuyi didn't feel much at all, it was just that the author wanted to create a beautiful, strong and tragic protagonist, but when he substituted Wen An, he felt distressed instantly, and looked at the young man in front of him with kindness, without any regrets. Hesitatingly open arms, come, my poor son!

The embrace in front of him was close at hand, and he opened it for him without reservation. The young man's red lips curled up a little without leaving any traces, and then he tiptoed slightly to embrace him. The warm breath instantly surrounded him. Consciously tighten, like a poisonous snake choking its prey.

At this time, Wen Chuyi seemed to be possessed by the Holy Father, full of the radiance of love. He patted the young man's thin back with one hand, and stroked the young man's satin-like black hair with the other.

The years are quiet and beautiful at this moment.

"Chu... what are you doing!" As soon as Fu Jiuli opened the door, he saw a scene that broke his heart. His expression was shocked, and his tone seemed to be cuckolded and caught by his ex-wife.

"No, we are not what you think!" Wen Chuyi's expression and tone seemed to be cuckolding a friend, and he was caught by the friend next door Lao Wang.

Zhou Yuyue... Zhou Yuyue reluctantly withdrew her hands from Wen Chuyi's body, with a calm expression on her face, as if nothing had happened just now, but the way she looked at Fu Jiuli was like looking at an ignorant person who disturbed his good deeds.

Fu Jiuli looked at Wen Chuyi, then at Zhou Yuyue, and finally groaned, covered his face and ran out crying.

"Junior brother, please help me take care of Wen An." Wen Chuyi looked at Fu Jiuli who had run away, hurriedly dropped a sentence, and chased after him, with an anxious and guilty look on his face, and his role seemed to change from the old king next door to Fu Jiuli in an instant. Jiuli's original partner wearing a hat.

Zhou Yuyue calmly supported Lao Wang's new title (bushi) on top of her head

"Fu Jiuli, listen to my explanation." Wen Chuyi caught up and grabbed the man's arm, but it was too thick, and in the end he only grabbed a muscle.

"You twist me? I don't listen, I don't listen! Don't explain any more, I knew it would happen!" Fu Jiuli was grabbed by Wen Chuyi, unable to move forward, and finally had to squat by the roadside, with a sad baby face Incessantly, like a sad white mushroom.

"I really have nothing to do with him." Wen Chuyi knew that Fu Jiuli might be the person Zhou Yuyue liked, and he had no intention of becoming a stumbling block between the two, so he swore in a very sincere tone, "I swear, he and I have always been clear clean……"

"Boom—"

A blue-purple lightning suddenly fell from the cloudless sky, and it struck Wen Chuyi's body accurately. After a burst of black smoke cleared, a man with torn clothes and curly hair was exposed.

"Pfft!" Fu Jiuli took a few steps back, and couldn't help laughing when he saw Wen Chuyi's appearance, but then he reacted, his face became more and more sad and angry, "You are lying! Sure enough, you have lied to me before Yes, once you swear, it will all be exposed!"

"..." Wen Chuyi blew out a smoke ring with a full face, and his body still had the aftertaste of being shocked. Although, it's cool to be shocked?

It's just that now he really can't argue with anything. The oath in the cultivation world can't be made casually. He dared to swear only when he was convinced that Zhou Yuyue and himself were innocent. ... What do I really have with my junior brother?

But it shouldn't, at least not.

Wen Chuyi counted the things that happened between him and Zhou Yuyue in detail, and suddenly thought of the fake worship in Zhou Wuzhen. Although they were fake at the time, it seemed... that they really worshiped the world...

"...that counts?" He told Fu Jiuli his guess, and tried hard to prove his innocence.

Fu Jiuli blinked, thought for a moment, and felt that what Wen Chuyi said made sense, but that only dispelled the doubt of being struck by lightning, "Then why are you hugging each other?"

"Isn't he the last one in the competition? I'm comforting him as a brother." Wen Chuyi's tone couldn't be more upright.

"Really..." Fu Jiuli's eyes were still suspicious, he stared at Wen Chu for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Open your hands, I lose too, I want to hug too."

"...All right, all right, come on." Wen Chuyi didn't know what his appearance had been cut into at this time, and he just wanted to quickly settle the matter of Fu Jiuli. He opened his arms and looked at the big man Leaping towards himself, he dodged reflexively.

Fu Jiuli flinched, and looked at Wen Chu faintly.

"Cough, come again." Wen Chuyi sneered, his reaction must have been frightened by Fu Jiuli's expression of not coming to hug, but to wrestling.

Although Fu Jiuli had been brothers with Wen Chuyi for ten years, it was the first time he hugged him in such a serious manner, so the moment he hugged him, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Thin, but still, quite comfortable.

The two maintained this position for several minutes, but Wen Chu felt that he was about to be suffocated, so he said with difficulty, "Are you ready?"

There was no other sound on the small road, it was very quiet, so quiet that Fu Jiuli could hear his own heartbeat, and suddenly heard Wen Chuyi's voice, he came back to his senses, let go of his hand in a hurry, "I, I will trust you again For once, I'll go first."

Looking at Fu Jiuli's inexplicably fleeing back, Wen Chuyi scratched his head, but when he saw the big waves hanging on his chest, his expression froze, and then he touched his head with trembling hands, This action perfectly coincided with Yun Bixiao's action at that time.

Wen Chuyi hurried back to the disciples' courtyard, once again thankful that Jiafeng was sparsely populated, but he forgot that there was someone waiting for him at home at this time, so when the two pairs of eyes met each other, they all widened their eyes.

"Senior brother, you are..." Zhou Yuyue looked him up and down, and finally set his sights on the extremely eye-catching big wave.

"Oh, this," Wen Chuyi calmed down, and said carelessly, "Something went wrong in my practice just now, you know I'm from Lei Lingen, junior brother, so don't be surprised."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the room with a calm face, dug out new clothes, and calmly went to the bathroom next door to take a shower, but the big wave was useless no matter how he washed it or pulled it, on the contrary, it tended to become more curly ...

After half an hour, that's all, he was tired.

……

The dinner was held in the largest Yuntian Hall of Xuanjianzong, and all the disciples and elders who participated in the Central Continent Exchange Meeting will participate.

Wen Chuyi stepped on the spot. He let Wen An go in first, shrank himself in the corner, and walked slowly towards the area of ​​Xuanjianzong.A little bit, a little bit, Wen Chuyi seemed to be an agent at this moment, quietly approaching the target.

But no matter how careful he was, he was still discovered.

"Isn't this fellow Daoist Wen? What are you doing standing there alone?"

A provocative and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind, as if asking inadvertently, but as soon as Wen Chu heard the joke hidden in it, he gritted his teeth, why did it happen to be this person, but he changed his career in the blink of an eye With a smirk, "Yun Daoyou, it's a coincidence that I ran into you here."

"Yeah," Yun Bixiao opened the folding fan quickly, and fanned it slowly, those foxy eyes were able to stare at the big wave male cultivator in front of him leisurely. He didn't need to look at the face, but he could recognize it just by looking at the figure, " Why does Fellow Daoist Wen keep turning his back to this subordinate, because he thinks that this subordinate is your defeated opponent, so he doesn't bother to face it."

"Fellow Daoist Yun is worrying too much." Wen, a boy with a smirk, turned around on the first day of junior high school, and saw Yun Bixiao's black hair that was as hard as steel wire, like a sea urchin struggling to tie up its black thorns, But it still doesn't change the fact that it's a sea urchin.

Wen Chuyi immediately relaxed, and everyone was in the same boat.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, is this hair specially made for No.1?" Yun Bixiao wanted to laugh when he saw Wen Chuyi turn around, but when he saw that face again, he was dazed.

Wen Chuyi's bone appearance is very beautiful, with star eyebrows and sword eyes, ivory white skin, and a small red mole looming on the bridge of the nose, which already has a hint of charm. At this time, this curly hair is even more Let him add a bit of exotic style.

"It's very beautiful, and it suits you very well." Yun Bixiao praised sincerely, and those fox eyes fell on the little red mole again, adding in her heart that she was also very beautiful.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, you're welcome, and your hairstyle is also very good." Wen Chuyi thought that he was deliberately trying to displease him, so he also praised him back, who is not an old onmyoji, but he didn't want to communicate any more, so he said , "Fellow Daoist Yun, I'm going over there, see you next time."

After all, he turned around and left, staying is just two people hurting each other, he is fearless now, just look at it, he is so handsome, even Da Bolang must be a handsome guy, feel the many things falling on him The sight of his body made Wen Chuyi hypnotize himself.

"Wow, Junior Brother Wen, your hairstyle looks so good!" Liu Xiangxiang was the first to notice the difference in Wen Chuyi, with those beautiful almond eyes gleaming, he sized Wen Chuyi up and down.

Her voice attracted a lot of attention, and every extra voice was a blow to Wen Chuyi's heart. He believed that his heart would be hammered and invulnerable before the award was presented.

Wen Chu came late the first time, and almost all the positions were occupied. Just when he was dazzled looking for the vacancy, an extremely familiar voice sounded in front of him, "Senior brother, here."

Wen Chuyi received a lot of attention while standing, so he wanted to quickly find a seat to sit down. After hearing Zhou Yuyue's voice, he hurried over and saw the seat specially reserved for him beside him, and his heart sank. Moved, and sorry for my inadvertent alienation from him.

He opened his mouth, wanting to thank him, but thinking of the conversation between the two before, he still closed his mouth, and only looked at him with grateful eyes.

……

Before the start of the dinner, the rewards for the team competition and the individual competition will be awarded first. Wen Chuyi's current appearance can be low-key as long as he can keep a low profile, so Fu Jiuli will go up to collect the rewards for the team competition, and the distribution will be determined according to the amount of jade pendants contributed at that time.

"Next is the reward for the top five in the individual competition. Please come forward and accept the award." The host is still Ye Cheng. He is standing on the temporary stage. It would be perfect if he was given another microphone.

Wen Chuyi walked through the crowd to the stage, looked at the dark heads on the ground, and suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar, and it would be more like presenting him with a certificate. Isn't this the award ceremony for the school's sports meeting? The scene, but now it's the Xiuxian version.

Fortunately, he didn't give him a certificate, otherwise he would feel that the wall of the dimension was broken. Holding the No.1 reward, Wen Chuyi suddenly felt that he seemed to have forgotten something. He seemed to have seen it somewhere. An item that looks like something?

He couldn't remember it for a while, so he decided to give up, let it be, and he would remember it when he remembered it, Xianyuwen said.

"Wow, that No.1 brother is so... good-looking!" The female cultivator in the audience wanted to say that Wen Chuyi was handsome, but she also thought that it could be described as beautiful, but the feeling was a little bit worse, and she couldn't think of anything better. In the end, I can only squeeze out a good-looking word.

"Hmm, did he get his hair done?" Yun Shiqing rested her chin with one hand, and looked at the curly-haired young man on the stage with her beautiful eyes, "It suits him quite well."

……

The Zhongzhou exchange meeting has ended. After the dinner yesterday, some sects have already returned home. Wen Chuyi is sorting out his things at this time. He will go to Cangyumen to exchange and study with the disciples of Cangyumen. Of course This is the reason on the surface, but in fact, of course, it is to cultivate feelings with my dear brother.

While tidying up, Wen Chuyi recalled being surrounded by several seniors last night, asking him where he got his hair permed, and they seemed to change their hairstyles, and suddenly felt that he had discovered a business opportunity.

He kept moving his hands, and his brain was running fast. He felt that if he was free in the future, he could consider opening a barber shop in the world of cultivating immortals. If everything was arranged, it might even cause a fashion trend in the world of cultivating immortals. Become the Tony Win of the new generation of hairdressing.

"Brother, are you okay? Let's go." Wen An hugged Xiaoju and poked his head out of the door.

Wen An's voice brought Wen Chuyi back to his senses, he put those weird thoughts behind him, his hands moved faster, and finally looked around to make sure there was nothing he had forgotten, and said, "Okay, let's go. "

Wen Chuyi Yujian took Wen An and Xiaoju to the square. From a distance, he saw the bumpy golden boat of Dandingzong being carried away by several disciples of Xuanjianzong. When it landed, he vaguely heard A little dialogue, "It's okay, it's just a ship, you don't have to worry about it..."

He walked with Wen An to the gathering place of the disciples of the Cangyu Sect, sighing in his heart that the Dandingzong was really rich and powerful.

"Young Master, Wen Xiaoyou." Elder Liu, the leader of the team, greeted Wen Chuyi, and then his subordinates formed an array. A huge blue light array appeared above their heads, and then a light blue whale gradually emerged from the array. Come out, with white spots on the round belly.

"Chirp—"

The size of the whale is still getting bigger. Wen An has been holding the orange pig for a long time, and his arm is a little sore, so he plans to change another hand. Seeing Wen Chuyi's curious eyes from the corner of his eyes, he introduces him, "It's called Jiujiu, it's the same as Uncle Liu's most inspired monster, it is very big now, right, it will be even bigger when it grows up."

"That's right, it's really great.