Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

White, endless white, the world seems to lose other colors.

As soon as Wen Chu opened his eyes, there was a white mist in his eyes. He sat up with his hands on the ground. The touch under his hands was soft, but it would not make people sink. He raised his hands and rubbed his eyes.

After jumping into the aperture, he fainted. He didn't know how he got here. He frowned and looked around, but he didn't see the figures of those monsters that fell in with him.

Wen Chuyi stood up, looking around, it was all white, this place was extremely empty, but the aura was very strong, comparable to the aura of the prosperous secret place, even slightly better.

The mist under his feet spread all the way to the bend of his legs. Wen Chuyi suddenly realized that he was caught between two huge clouds. He looked down at the stained clothes on his body and the indescribable strange smell. A cleansing spell, if the condition is not allowed, he would rather take a bath.

At first, Wen Chuyi walked very carefully. After all, he was in such a strange and unfamiliar place, and the danger of incompleteness would suddenly come somewhere. He followed the intuition in his heart and chose a direction to move forward.

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He couldn't remember how long he had walked, but he felt that he had walked for a long time, so long that his eyes were almost snow-blind. There was no day and night here, and it was always so white and bright.

As a last resort, Wen Chuyi took out the clothes Mother Wen had bought for him from the Qiankun Ring. It was an extremely conspicuous crimson red with golden butterflies embroidered on the sleeves. He tidied up the sleeves and found a private item in the corner. For fluttering moths, gold threads are used much more than other butterflies, and they are round and three-dimensional.

Wen Chu subconsciously raised his hand to touch his chest, and then remembered that the pendant was given to Zhou Yuyue.

There is no sound here, only the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat can be heard. In order to divert his attention, he forced himself to think of something else, and he didn't know how other people were doing, whether someone would be drawn here like him, Were the younger brother and Fu Jiuli injured? Would Wen An, Wen's father and Wen's mother be worried if they knew he hadn't returned?

Just like this, Wen Chuyi continued to walk forward, thinking wildly, he didn't believe that he could not finish this road!

"..." He was wrong. He was always physically strong, but his feet started to feel a little sore at this moment. Wen Chuyi looked back, if he didn't put some small things along the road to mark him, he would have thought he was spinning around in place. No creature other than him was encountered on the road.

He had never heard of such a weird place in the Central Continent. This place seemed to be forgotten by the world, and he was an ant who accidentally broke in. Oh no, maybe it is more vivid to describe it as a little red bean.

Wen Chuyi stopped, feeling that he might not be able to find a way out by walking back and forth like this. He looked up and saw that the clouds above him were not very far away, about a few hundred meters high, and he could touch them with his sword. He looked down at his feet again.

The Flying Star Sword was summoned by him, and he took out a shovel from the Qiankun Ring, turned his head and said to Flying Star Sword, "Help me."

"I'll dig here." Wen Chuyi squatted down, pouted his buttocks and began to babble, babble, and scratch the clouds. The texture of his feet was soft, and it was light as if there was nothing when he shoveled it down, but he could touch it again. try.

Wen Chuyi cooperated with Feixing Sword, he planed the clouds, and it was responsible for moving these clouds to the top.

Fortunately, Wen Chuyi's physical strength is good, and there is plenty of spiritual power here, so there is no need to worry about spiritual power. When you are tired, you can sit down and meditate for a rest, and continue digging after resting.

Wen Chuyi was like an old cow who worked hard to cultivate the land. He tapped his sore back and raised his head. The surrounding light finally dimmed. He has now dug two to 300 meters.

But he lowered his head, the clouds under his feet were still thick.

The Flying Star Sword flew down from the light and circled around Wen Chuyi. It didn't know what he was doing, but as long as it was with him, it was very happy. After posting, it consciously stirred up a big cloud and flew up , like a hardworking bee.

Looking at the figure of Feixing Sword, Wen Chuyi calmed down a little. After staying in this kind of place for so long, he is not lonely with Feixing Sword by his side. Oh, he still has an egg.

Wen Chuyi dug the cloud and dug out a sense of rhythm, and his brain automatically started playing BGM for him, so he worked with extra enthusiasm. Even when the cloud under his feet was hollowed out by him, he hadn't reacted yet, and kept going. In the posture of digging, he fell down with a blank face.

He was overjoyed, and was about to adjust his posture, when he saw that what jumped into his eyes was still white...

Wen Chuyi gave up moving, and let himself fall down expressionlessly. The red figure fell into the soft clouds, and then seemed to fall into a super large trampoline, being bounced up in various postures.

He was lying on the cloud with his face on his back, feeling like he had fallen into an endless dead end.

"Hello! Is anyone there?" Wen Chuyi thought for a while, put his hands in front of his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted loudly. The sound spread far away. He waited quietly for a long while without any movement.

Wen Chuyi didn't leave, he sat on the spot, put on all the magic weapons in the Qiankun ring, and armed himself fully, he took out a lot of snacks, food and story books, the bed was no longer needed, The touch under the body is just right.

He tore off a fragrant chicken leg that was still steaming, and the Qiankun ring could keep the items in the state when they were put in, so the food still looked like it was just out of the pan, and the aroma spread immediately.

That's what Wen Chuyi thought. Instead of worrying about how to go out, it's better to take a rest and relax, maybe you can think of something, the most important things often appear inadvertently.

After eating a roast chicken, Wen Chuyi smacked his lips, his appetite was mobilized, and he was ready to start eating. Fortunately, his hobbies are simple, except for the scriptures, he likes to buy some food to stuff in the universe, crystal elbows, roast lamb Legs, salt and pepper prawns... Take another sip of Linghua stuffed rice, and the troubles will disappear.

Wen Chuyi is very qualified, adhering to the principle of not wasting food, he eats very seriously, and cleans up the leftovers after eating without throwing them around.

Just as he stretched out his hand towards the salt and pepper shrimp, there was a sudden noise behind him, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw a pitch-black door standing between the snow-white clouds. The two extremely contrasting colors made the door open. The door looks very awkward.

The black door looked very heavy, with countless monsters of strange shapes carved on it. Seeing that Wen Chuyi turned his head, he still didn't stop the weird behavior of opening and closing the door quickly.

"..." Looking at the rattling door, for some reason, he seemed to feel a kind of anger from it.

Although I don't know why it suddenly appeared, I finally saw something different in this unchanging and monotonous space.

Wen Chuyi put away the food, and cleaned his slightly greasy hands before approaching cautiously.

"Hi, can I go in?" Wen Chuyi asked politely, holding the Feixing Sword, if he couldn't enter, he would have to pry the door in as well.

The hideous and weird black door finally stopped opening and closing. The door opened. Wen Chuyi looked inside and saw darkness. He twitched the corners of his mouth. What's going on here, is it black or white?

Heimen stood there quietly, giving the young man in front of him enough time to think, and after a while, he moved.

Wen Chuyi took out a night pearl, took a deep breath, and stepped in. The moment he walked in, the door behind him closed with a loud bang, simple and rough.

Finally, it wasn't the soft touch under his feet, he stomped, it was a hard stone slab.

With the illumination of the night pearl, Wen Chuyi could see things at least this time, and the place was still silent, but because of the darkness, people couldn't help but wonder if there was danger hidden around.

The range illuminated by the Ye Mingzhu was limited, so he didn't dare to take out more. It was already glowing slightly, if it was brighter, wouldn't it be telling those unknown beings to come and eat him.

There was a huge space inside the door, and even though his footsteps were as light as possible, the sound was amplified several times in the space where he could hear the drop of a needle, hitting his eardrum one step at a time.

Wen Chuyi didn't know where to go. Suddenly, he squatted down, and there was a black and white ball in his hand. He put the ball on the ground, held the slightly pointed head with his slender white fingers, and turned it around a little. , "Come on Eggy, where are we going next?"

His intuition seemed to have failed temporarily, so he decided to use external force. He didn't have a wine bottle to turn, so he could only barely use his balls.

The egg in the shape of a fat water drop was spinning rapidly on the ground. When it was about to fall in a certain direction, the surrounding areas that were originally thick like ink suddenly lit up with torches one by one, as if a switch was pressed by someone, and the light was restored in an instant.

Wen Chuyi quickly picked up the egg that was still spinning, and when he was about to put it into the reincarnation ring, a shocking exclamation suddenly sounded, "I am, oh...!"

Wen Chuyi was startled by the sudden voice, Haoxuan did not drop the egg to the ground, he looked up and turned around, but found no shadow of other people, thinking that someone had obviously stopped her from continuing to speak, presumably because she didn't want to Allow yourself to discover them.

And if he heard it right, she seemed to be calling her 'my son'?

Wen Chuyi's eyes widened slightly. What does this mean? Could it be that his father did something wrong to his mother?

It's not right. After verification that time, he was indeed born by Wen's father and mother. Could it be a mistake?

Wen Chuyi's small head was full of big question marks, but soon, he put these questions behind him. Since there are people here, it means that he can go out!

"Hi senior, I'm sorry to enter your place by mistake, can you point out the way out?" Wen Chuyi didn't know where they were, so he chose a direction and bowed respectfully.

After he finished, he didn't speak any more. He stood there waiting for a response. He looked around calmly. Now he was in an extremely empty palace, except for twelve gates of the same color as the black gate. Pillars, nothing else.

The whole body of the pillars is pitch black, enough to be surrounded by three people. Some of them are carved with portraits, and some are carved with monsters, with different expressions, but they are extremely lifelike.

The closest thing to him is a statue of a beauty. The golden firelight painted a layer of gold on him. Even if there is only a single color, it will not damage his delicate face. Perhaps it is because the sculptor is highly skilled, and the delicate feeling of sickness hits his face Coming here, I feel that I am on par with my junior brother.

While he was thinking, a stone door embedded in the wall slowly opened, like a silent expression.

"Thank you senior!"

Wen Chuyi walked into Shimen, walked along the path for a while, and finally saw a different color, his eyes lit up, and he involuntarily quickened his pace.

It wasn't until he stepped on the slightly moist soil that Wen Chuyi heaved a sigh of relief. The passage behind him had disappeared when he walked out. Looking around, this place should be in a certain inland mountain, not Knowing that it is not far from Cangyu Gate.

Wen Chuyi prepared Yujian to leave, but his spiritual power seemed to be frozen and could not be mobilized at all. This feeling was familiar. The figure of the bead appeared in his mind. The inability to perceive the aura is also because of it, it seems that I have to go back to Xuanjianzong.

Without the spiritual power, the Communication Jade Slip cannot be used, so it is better to find someone to find out the location of this place first.

He walked on the path in the forest, picked a green leaf at random, and finally came out of that strange place. Now he finds everything beautiful.

The appearance of the house could be seen vaguely ahead, Wen Chuyi quickened his pace, and when he passed a corner, a voice suddenly sounded, "You two have to follow today if you don't!"

Wen Chu's skin twitched at first glance, and his movements softened a little, but the voice continued, "Your son was washed away by the flood a few days ago, leaving only you mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. I see how you want to resist!"

Did he bump into the scene where bullies rob civilian girls?But listening to the voice... this 'strong' is a bit too old.

"Bah! People are doing it and the sky is watching, you are a scumbag!" A female voice full of anger rang out, her voice was clear and hearty, "You dare to touch our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!"

"Cough, master Xu, cough cough, let us go." The voice behind was soft and gentle, but it seemed that he was not in good health, and he would cough after saying a few words.

"Shut up, obediently follow us back." The voice was indifferent and flat, obviously Master Xu's lackey.

Standing behind a few people, Wen Chuyi felt that the scene was a bit magical. He reorganized his interpersonal relationship in his mind: the short, fat old man was a bully, the woman in purple behind him was his thug brother, and the opposite The man and woman standing there are the ones he wants to rob, so here comes the question... Who is he going to rob?

Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, Wen Chuyi said these two words silently, so the woman in yellow is her mother-in-law, and the man in Tsing Yi is her daughter-in-law?

The two looked equally young. Wen Chuyi raised his hand and touched his chin, and found that the matter was not simple, but judging from their aura, they were just ordinary people.

Perhaps Wen Chuyi's eyes were too straightforward, which caught the attention of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Their eyes suddenly lit up, and the mother-in-law in Huang Yi beckoned to him for help, "Help! Help! Someone is not being human in broad daylight!"

The man in Tsing Yi also put down the sleeves that covered his mouth due to coughing, his delicate face showed a look of prayer, trembling and rolling like dew on green bamboo, his eyebrows were clear and his skin was snowy, his waist was slender and his hair black, and the sickness in his eyebrows and eyes made him feel sick. He was a little weaker, like luxurious and fragile porcelain.

Wen Chuyi stared at his face, and gradually frowned, why did he have a feeling of deja vu?

"You want to meddle in your own business?" The fat old man turned around, his snow-white beard trembled with the movement of his words, he looked kind and kind, but unexpectedly he was an old and uncultivated disciple.

Wen Chuyi's eyes moved to the fat old man, his eyes narrowed slightly, something was wrong.

"Old man, look at what you said." Wen Chuyi put away the doubts in his eyes suddenly, and walked towards the fat old man uprightly, "The old man is very happy this year, how many people are there in the family, what do you usually like to do?"

"Ah, ah?" The fat old man didn't expect Wen Chu to open his mouth with a series of questions. He was blindsided by his question for a moment, opened his mouth, and stuttered inexplicably, "I am... 110 years old this year. There are two people in my family. Usually, I just practice and practice martial arts."

Wen Chu put his hands on the fat old man's shoulders, and looked straight into his eyes, "You are so old, and you have children at home, how can you do such immoral things, this is a great way to educate children. It's very unfavorable..."

The fat old man raised his beard, interrupted him, and turned his eyes to the woman in purple, "My granddaughter is not young anymore."

Wen Chuyi also turned his head, and saw a beautiful face that was bubbling with cold air. Those phoenix eyes were sharp and irritable, as if he would violently attack someone in the next moment, "Uh..."

"How can you do this?" Wen Chuyi's expression became more serious, and he even grabbed the fat old man's shoulder and shook it, "The joy of beauty is certainly joy, but after that, you need more beauty." Color to fill, why? Because this kind of happiness is only short-lived.

If Zhou Yuyue was here, she would have covered Wen Chuyi's mouth without hesitation, and actively admitted her mistake verbally, but the fat old man was almost fainted by Wen Chuyi, and the remaining three were also taken aback by what he said. No one stopped for a moment.

"Think about your granddaughter, think about her future, think about what you left for her after death, and what you left for the world. We need to open up the pattern, and don't just see the superficial happiness in front of us."

"Old man, it's never too late to correct yourself. Besides, you are so old. Indulging in sex is not good for your health."

"Old man, what do you think? Are you listening?" Seeing that the fat old man didn't respond to him, Wen Chu shook his shoulders harder, almost shaking him out of the afterimage.

The fat old man grabbed the hand on his shoulder, and was about to say something when his small eyes froze, and his fingers moved an inch, just on Wen Chuyi's pulse, "I, I think what you said Makes sense."

"In that case, let's let their mother-in-law, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law go." Wen Chu pulled his hand back.

"Yunliu, let's go." The fat old man didn't hesitate, he turned around and left with the woman in purple, but on the way, he turned his head and took a deep look at Wen Chuyi.

"Thank you, young master, for helping us out. As for the reward," Granny Huang enthusiastically pushed the sick and beautiful man beside him towards him, looking at him with extremely blazing eyes, as if she saw a long-lost son, "Although you say it, we will do our best to satisfy it."

The corner of the mouth of the beauty in Tsing Yi who was pushed out twitched imperceptibly.

"???" Wen Chuyi was so frightened by her actions that he took several steps back, and hurriedly waved his hands to refuse, "No, no, no!"

"I don't need you to repay, just tell me where this place is." Wen Chuyi vigilantly kept a safe distance from them.

"Okay," the woman in yellow looked a little disappointed, but still pointed out a way for Wen Chuyi, "Go along this road, and then follow the yellow soil road."

Wen Chu thanked her, walked a few steps as she said, and blinked, no, he asked about the location here, not how to get out, but when he turned around, the two had disappeared trace.

No way, he can only walk out of here following her words first, and then find someone to ask.

As soon as Wen Chu walked for about a quarter of an hour, the road ahead suddenly forked. One was a bluestone road, and the other was a muddy loess road. Without hesitation, he stepped into the yellow mud road.

Although he tried his best to step on the drier land, the shoes were still inevitably stained with yellow mud. Although Wen Chuyi has no cleanliness, the wet shoes feel very uncomfortable. Dry.

As soon as Wen Chu walked on, the yellow mud road finally came to an end, and the terrain became more and more flat. He lightly landed on a road that looked like a pavement of gold, thinking that the road in this place is quite distinctive, and I don’t know what kind The material is stone, which looks like gold.

There was a small city in front of it, the city gate was wide open, but the strange thing was that it was very quiet here, at least he didn’t hear any movement while standing here, but when he got closer, he could get a glimpse of what was going on inside, the building was brand new and luxurious, and he didn’t see anyone.

Wen Chuyi held the Feixing sword in his hand and walked in vigilantly.

The moment he stepped into the city gate, he felt that there must be a fraud here. The road was still golden, and the doors of the houses on both sides of the road were all wide open, filled with various magic weapons, medicines, and spiritual plants...

All kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures filled the whole street of houses as if they were free of money, and the grade and purpose were even thoughtfully written below, so it was almost too long to wave a handkerchief at him.

Wen Chu speeded up his pace without looking sideways, and soon there was an arch made of limestone in front of him, and there were noisy human voices coming from the other end, but the comparison between the two seemed weird.

He tightened his grip on the sword, and began to wonder if he had really returned to Central Continent.

The second street was really 'very lively', Wen Chu wanted to go out the moment he walked in.

"Xiao Langjun~Come and play~" A mature and charming woman on the left, dressed in cool clothes, winked at him.

"Brother," on the second floor on the right, a girl with delicate features, slender waist and snow skin looked at him shyly and timidly, "You, do you want to come up for a cup of tea?"

"Young master, come in and have a rest~"

"Son..."

Although Wen Chuyi was in a complicated mood, his heart was still calm. He flamboyantly avoided the handkerchief sachet thrown on him, feeling that he had strayed into the pansi hole, and even the air was filled with a sweet and rich smell of powder.

The woman's teasing laughter gradually died down, and the scent of powder was replaced by another more elegant incense. Wen Chuyi looked around and met many men with outstanding faces and different styles. This time, he My heart stopped hard.

You can be sure, he must still be in that weird place, otherwise he would be a good sister and brother, these people should want to establish a socialist brother (sister) relationship with him!

The author has something to say:

Wen Chuyi: I helped the halo above my head again (then what, I think it’s good for everyone to be brothers (sisters))