Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

"...The battle ten thousand years ago was called the Battle of Gods and Demons, and the evil gods perished. The remaining demons who were in the same camp as the evil gods were sealed in Jiang Moyuan by everyone, but now that thousands of years have passed, the cracks in the seal should be It's getting bigger and bigger...Wen Chuyi!"

In the endless white space, there is an old man with a white beard in the middle of the two pure white clouds. His coach patted a black stone slab, and the young man in white who was sitting cross-legged on the bottom immediately sat up straight when he heard the sound, and shouted: "Here! "

Wen Chuyi struggled to open his eyelids, his sleepy phoenix eyes, which had been slightly closed, drooped at this moment, his eyes stared blankly at the words on the blackboard, it was like staying up all night, and then being caught by the teacher the next day while fishing in class And name the scumbags.

No wonder Wen Chuyi is so sleepy. Ever since he accepted the great task of "protecting the world", the four masters have taken turns to give him lessons and sorted out a schedule for him with high hopes for him. Wen Chuyi saw the schedule At first glance, I felt as if I didn't know how to read.

——One month to learn swords from Ting Qing, one month to learn Thunder Art from Yun Liu, refining the dragon body at night, and resting for a day during the period, need to accept the pills fed by Xu Yi, and learn various knowledge.

Intensive training during the day, and refining the dragon body at night, there is almost no time to sleep this year, but fortunately, he has reached the golden core, and he can still carry it through gritting his teeth.

Thinking of the dragon body, the corners of Wen Chuyi's mouth couldn't help twitching.

After the self-introduction that day, the four of them saw Wen Chuyi's expressions seemed a little distrustful, and suddenly remembered that so many years had passed, and their names must have been lost in the long river of time, so they made a detailed version introduce.

Following their introduction, Wen Chuyi's expression became more and more surprised. Not only were the cultivation bases of the four of them one step away from ascending to the Great Perfection of Transcending Tribulation, but two of them were not human. Yun Liu was a thunder phoenix. Ao Zhu is a five-clawed golden dragon.

Everyone else has something to teach. Ao Zhu thought she had nothing to teach Wen Chuyi. After thinking about it, she gave her dragon body to Wen Chuyi. Since she was dead anyway, there was nothing wrong with keeping it. use.

Ao Zhu sent her heroically, but Wen Chuyi was taken aback. Anyone who suddenly saw a golden dragon that looked like a hill smashing towards him would be frightened!

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"Okay, okay, that's all for today." Xu Yi saw that Wen Chuyi was really sleepy, so he stopped talking, waved his hand, and mercifully asked him to go back to rest. Suddenly, he seemed to remember What, stopped Wen Chuyi, "Don't forget the medicine bath when you go back."

Wen Chuyi's upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and he walked towards the black door as if he was sleepwalking. Hearing the words, he murmured vaguely, indicating that he knew.

The palace he is currently in is surprisingly large and empty, Wen Chuyi chose a room to live in temporarily, fortunately his Qiankun Ring has enough things in it, so he won't sleep on the floor.

When returning to his room, he first went to the treasure house of heaven and earth sponsored by the seniors to get the medicinal materials needed for the medicinal bath, then skillfully pushed open the door of the next room, and threw the medicinal materials into the hot spring as large as a tub.

This is one of the few strange doors he has unlocked. Apart from the ordinary room he lives in, other rooms in the palace have a different universe. Behind some doors is a vast grassland, and some are covered with snow. Some are the hot springs where he is now.

There is also a special feature of the palace, which is that the flow rate of time is different. One day outside, one year here. When Wen Chu first heard this time algorithm, he suddenly thought that he had come to heaven.

The color of the hot spring water turned into a strange and thick dark green. Wen Chuyi took off his coat and shoes and socks, and stepped in with his bare feet. As soon as his skin touched the liquid, he felt a sharp tingling sensation, as if there were densely packed needles on his skin. body.

Wen Chu didn't change his face. He had been soaking in this medicinal bath for almost half a year. Although it was still difficult to get used to it, his five sense organs were not as painful as he was at the beginning, and he almost ran away from home.

Whenever he took a medicinal bath, he needed something to divert his attention. He had already finished reading the scriptures he had hoarded before, and it was really boring later on. Even Yuli and the leader’s fanbooks were read by him. several times.

The fine-grained pain spread from the outside to the inside to the limbs and bones. Wen Chubai flipped through the Qiankun Jie boredly, thinking about which script to review, when his eyes were suddenly attracted by a black bead.

He remembered that Yun Bixiao said that this was the phantom pearl condensed from the illusion during the individual competition.

It was a pity that he didn't find Hei Zai in the Minghe Empire last time. Thinking of this, he injected a ray of spiritual energy into it, wanting to see Hei Zai again.

As soon as the aura touched the magic bead, a faint light emanated from the bead and enveloped Wen Chuyi. The next moment, he found that the surrounding environment had changed.

He pinched his thigh, but he didn't feel it. He should be pulled into an illusion now, but... Wen Chuyi stretched out his hand, and his fingertips went straight through the stone wall. Nothing could stop him. Similarly, he couldn't touch anything. .

Wen Chuyi withdrew his hand and turned his head to look around. He thought he would appear directly in the thatched cottage, but he didn't expect to appear in a stone cave. Could this be the part of him falling off the cliff?

No, Wen Chuyi frowned suddenly, his nose fluttered slightly, and there was a lingering smell of blood in the air. Although he couldn't touch anything, he could still feel the dampness of this cave, which was related to his finding lucky The cave in the big pants is different.

The cave was dark and dull. Wen Chuyi stood quietly for a moment, determined the direction of air circulation, and walked towards the exit.

Anyway, get out of here first.

After a while, a gleam of light finally came in. Wen Chuyi lowered his head and saw the traces on the shoes. Just now, the more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong. The soil under his feet suddenly became moist, and at the same time, the smell of blood became stronger.

--is blood.

There is a universal lamp at the corner in front. The dim candlelight illuminates the surrounding scene. The protruding stones on the stone wall are like the scales of strange snakes. The tiny candlelight is swayed by the breeze, and the shadow of the lamp floats. It was as if the light had been torn into shreds, giving rise to a sense of eerieness for no reason.

This is not his fantasy, Wen Chuyi can almost say with certainty.

Suddenly, there was a sound in front of him, and Wen Chuyi quickened his pace. Anyway, he was almost invisible now, so he didn't try to hide it, and rushed towards the direction of the sound carelessly.

"Why are the movements so slow!" The old hoarse voice shouted violently, and at the same time, his hands should be doing other movements, jingling, and then the man seemed extremely impatient, and said, "Come in and soak."

Wen Chuyi kept on walking, thinking about whose phantom pearl Yun Bixiao gave him by mistake, when he raised his eyes, he saw a piece of porcelain-white skin like jade, with black hair winding on the snow-white back, like a entangled black snake, he immediately Look away, don't look at evil.

The person in the bathtub was quiet, like a lifeless jade statue. On the contrary, it was the thin old man with a hunched back, putting the wriggling white snake in his hand into the bathtub, and talking to himself in an old and hoarse voice. She said, "I'll be sixteen soon, this is a lot of fragrance..."

The old man's eyes were cloudy, and his eyes fell on the person in the bathtub, with an indescribably sticky greed. Wen Chuyi frowned, feeling a deep discomfort in his heart, but this was someone else's illusion, and he did not The way to change and prevent it, so I immediately prepared to leave.

The old man was unkempt, dirty, and with his wretched eyes and behavior, he didn't look like a good person.

Since he couldn't change it, Wen Chuyi chose to leave this place that made him feel suffocated, walked around them without looking sideways, and walked a little further to the exit. When he stepped out of the cave, he turned his head took a look.

The cloudy eyeballs of the Yinxie old man turned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, but the face of a person quietly soaking in the bathtub bumped into his eyes for the first time, and Wen Chu suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Master, junior brother! "

This was the first time he saw Zhou Yuyue after he escaped from the illusion where the demons invaded Cangyumen, but he never expected it to be in this way.

The young boy's body shape is now even thinner, and his clean and dusty face is still childish, but he can already see the beauty of the future. Sickly white, only the lip color is still bright red like camellia.

Wen Chuyi never knew that Zhou Yuyue had such an experience, or...he was slightly taken aback, the younger brother seemed to have never mentioned his past, and the part of the original novel he read did not mention the protagonist's past, so that He didn't realize it until now.

The foot that was stepped out was retracted, and then he walked towards the boy at a faster speed. Because of his movements, his robe was undulating like waves, revealing anxiety. What will happen next, he can figure out with his toes It will not be a good thing!

Walking to the boy's side, Wen Chuyi tentatively stretched out his hand and patted the boy's shoulder, but it was useless, the hand penetrated his body directly, he turned around and looked at the wretched old man, only to see the dim yellow eyes lingering On the boy's beautiful upper body, he slowly stretched out his hand.

The stinky, shameless pervert who pinches the horse!

Looking at the skinny hands, Wen Chuyi's eyes ignited inexplicable anger, and without even thinking about it, he summoned a flying star and slashed at the thin old face with a sword. Passing his hands through his body, he reached out to the boy.

As soon as Wen Chu pursed his lips, he felt indescribably bored. This was the illusion of his junior brother, and all he could do was to believe that as the protagonist, he must have a way to get out of this dangerous situation.

As the hand approached, Wen Chuyi's heart also lifted, staring at the old pervert's withered hand, wishing he could chop him off.

The young man is thin and his skin is like jade, soaked in the strange viscous potion, he looks even more like a green lotus. At this time, his eyelashes are drooping, as if cutting off all perception of the outside world, letting those withered hands get closer and closer to him closer.

Just when the perverted old man was about to touch the young man, a sudden change occurred.

——The young man's arms were hanging under the water, when the old pervert approached unsuspectingly, he suddenly picked up a splash of potion and poured it on the old pervert's face, taking advantage of the moment when he was stunned, he compressed the condensate in his hand to the extreme The demonic energy shot into his heart.

"You...!" The old pervert's eyes widened in disbelief, and he took a step back unsteadily, bending his five fingers like eagle claws, and was about to attack Zhou Yuyue.

But as early as when the old pervert was convulsed due to the demonic energy entering his body, the vines that almost merged with the bathtub exploded and grew larger, with sharp thorns and vine branches violently imprisoning him, Zhou Yuyue cut the palm of his hand, Bright red blood dripped onto the vine's spikes before being fed into the old pervert.

The young man got up from the bathtub, and the viscous medicinal liquid slid down his white and well-proportioned skin, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone was as cold as a cold pool, "Daoist Du, how does Yi Ting Xiang's blood taste. "

A strong scent of flowers suddenly rose in the humid air with the smell of blood. Wen Chuyi sniffed it, and he also smelled this scent when his younger brother was fighting the man in black that day when he picked Yinshuanglin. It turned out to be his younger brother. Blood, other than that, he vaguely felt that he had smelled it anywhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"How do you know!" The poisonous Taoist not only has demonic energy in his body at this time, but also has a scent of blood poison, and the two phases add up, making him lose his mobility for a while, not to mention that he is covered with spikes all over his body. Bound by thick vines of thorns.

He has a ferocious face, and he didn't expect that he would be bitten by a snake one day, and he was a poisonous snake that had been lurking in disguise for many years. Perhaps Yitingxiang's identity was because he peeked at the records when he was not paying attention, but he couldn't figure it out. Where does the gas come from.

"Why do you have magic energy on your body!"

Hearing this question, Wen Chuyi's eyelids twitched, thinking of the scene where he blocked the red war demonic energy for himself.

"Of course it's because... I'm cultivating demons." The young man put on his clothes, holding a white bone spur in his hand, walked towards the poisonous Taoist, and then gouged out those disgusting eyes without hesitation.

"Ah—!" The bone spurs were ground sharp and sharp, like the fangs of a ferocious beast. They gouged out the eyes and hands of the poisonous Taoist and pierced into the heart without hesitation. It was sent into his heart, without giving him any time to breathe.

In the pain of the poisonous Taoist, Wen Chuyi stared at the eyeballs that rolled to the ground, with one hand around his chest and the other touching his chin, his brows were furrowed, his expression was puzzled, and he fell into deep thought.

What is Yitingxiang?When did the younger brother cultivate magic?He obviously has aura on him?

Wen Chuyi was confused, Wen Chuyi was puzzled, and Wen Chuyi woke up.

The illusion ended so far, he opened his eyes, his vision was covered by a hazy white mist, and the subtle pain on his body had disappeared.

The dark green medicated bath had become transparent, he put away the beads, got up and walked out of the hot spring, and was going to ask Venerable Xuyi what Yitingxiang was.

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small theater:

Zhou Yuyue stood in front of Wen Chuyi, sacrificing herself to block the demonic energy for him: Master, senior brother, leave me alone, go quickly (voice is weak, trembling and painful, but hugs super tight)

Wen Chu, who was strangled, had a complex expression: Oh...

Zhou Yuyue:? ?That's it, that's it?