Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

Two tubes of scarlet blood flowed quietly under the bridge of his handsome nose. Wen Chuyi lay on his back in the shape of "big" again, his eyes looking directly at the sky were a little lax, and there was another freshly baked bulge on his forehead that seemed to be radiating with silk. Hot air.

Wen Chuyi: "..."

The middle-aged man had returned to his usual expression at this time, but his eyes were full of gloom, forming a dark furrow between his brows, and the swaying tree shadow hit him, creating a sense of coldness for no reason.

His fierce eyes fixed on the figure in front of him, and a black mist, just like before, gushed out from his body. The black mist seemed to have a self-consciousness, squirming for a moment, and suddenly several ferocious and strange ghost hands came out of the black mist , pounced on the young body exuding seductive blood.

It actually consumed a lot of his strength in this kind of place... I can only use this person to make up for it first.

The dark and sharp nails of the ghost hand reflected the cold and sinister light under the moonlight, as if they could easily pierce flesh and blood. The middle-aged man could almost imagine the warm and wonderful touch when his fingers pierced his body. The red light reached Wen Chuyi's side in a blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man bent his five fingers into a hook shape, and hit Wen Chuyi's chest straight.

"what!"

The next moment, the nosebleeds of the same style as Wen Chu gushed out from under the middle-aged man's nose, and the ghostly hands and black mist behind him disappeared, and he was no different from ordinary people at this moment.

"You!" The middle-aged man covered his bleeding nose, and stared at the young man in front of him, "Who are you?!"

When Wen Chu got up together, his head was still a little dizzy. He shook his head, raised his hand to wipe his face, then directly covered his hand with wetness, and touched it again, "... Father Wo Nen!"

Although I don't know why the thick fog of black hands that looked like evil heretics suddenly disappeared, but seeing the middle-aged uncle's appearance, Wen Chuyi felt that he could punch him a few more times to avenge his disfigurement.

The middle-aged man had a ferocious expression, and was terrified that he couldn't get out of this body. Hearing this extremely arrogant sentence, he almost couldn't catch his breath. He gasped heavily, "Today I will definitely kill you!"

According to the experience of reading novels in the past, it is not appropriate to talk too much at this time.

Wen Chuyi pursed his thin lips, clenched his fists, and concentrated his arms. Without a word, the sandbag-sized fist fell like a torrential rain. To wash away this conscienceless and inhuman scum is to do justice for the heavens. .

It was the first time that the middle-aged man felt that the whole quilt had been baked in the sun for a hundred and eighty times, but at this moment he had no power to resist, tears and snot were unconsciously secreted, filling the The whole face, sobbing: "Don't, don't hit me... I'll let you go!"

Wen Chuyi withdrew his hand, not because of the middle-aged man's words, he turned his head and looked behind him, the noisy footsteps and firelight - those townspeople had arrived.

Letting Wen Chu kill someone, he still couldn't do it, but looking at the dying man collapsed on the ground, he thought, he could do something else.

This kick used a lot of strength, Wen Chuyi ignored the wailing sound on the ground, retracted his foot, turned and ran.

The people holding the torches heard the screams in front of them, looked at each other, and rushed over at a faster speed.When they saw the man rolling on the ground covering his crotch, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Someone stammered and said, "Town, mayor, you... are you okay?"

A person next to him immediately raised his hand and slapped that person on the head. This unlucky thing, which pot does not open and which pot to lift.

Dozens of people stood there blankly, their eyes fell on the middle-aged man as if they had any substance, making the distorted purple and blue face uncontrollably black and blue, blue and red again.He roared with a hoarse voice, as if he could spew out fire in the next moment, "Chasing! Even a corpse must be brought back to me!"

"Yes!" Everyone hurriedly responded, huddled around the furious mayor, no one dared to stay by the mayor's side at such a time.

The middle-aged man, who was also the mayor of Qi Town, clenched his fists and beat the ground angrily.Black air came out of his body uncontrollably, but it was much lighter than Cai Cai's color. He felt it with a sullen face, and was shocked to find that his strength had been weakened by half!

What the hell is that kid!

The mouth was full of fishy-sweet rusty smell, it should be the nosebleed that accidentally flowed in, Wen Chuyi tilted his head a few times, with a bloody face, he really hated this smell.

Even though he was knocked into the air twice, Wen Chuyi's speed was still very fast, and he could even be a little faster. Most of the two bumps on his forehead had disappeared, and he soon became a tough guy again.

The faint flames behind him had disappeared, and the chirping of cicadas seemed to be heard more clearly.

There was a big turn ahead. Wen Chu had a little impression of this place, so he estimated the distance in his heart, and he would reach the fork in about [-] minutes of running.

At this time, a few thin clouds floated from nowhere in the night sky, just covering the moon tightly.The light in front of him dimmed instantly, and Wen Chuyi had to squint to see the outline of the road clearly.

After a big turn, there was a straight road. Due to the blurred vision, he was not quite sure what the few ethereal white floating objects in front of him were.

Wen Chuyi raised his head slightly, and began to seriously consider whether this novel contained supernatural elements.

"Who are you?" A clear male voice suddenly sounded, and within a few breaths, he was already in front of Wen Chuyi.

I saw him in a slender figure, with his black hair neatly tied up, and a sense of righteousness that could not be concealed even in the dark night, Wen Chuyi's eyes lit up, he is a good man!

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Followed by a petite girl, probably frightened by Wen Chuyi's appearance, staring at him vigilantly.

Wen Chuyi was afraid that they might misunderstand, so he quickly explained the situation to them.

The two parties simply exchanged names, and Wen Chuyi briefly explained the situation in Qizhen. After learning that they were disciples of Xuanjianzong, he couldn't help but look at them curiously.

This is the future teacher of the hero, the disciple of the number one sect in Central Continent.

But what are they doing here, because they heard the wind and came to destroy this evil cave?Wen Chuyi thought so, and asked the same question.

Wu Yi said honestly, "We are here to save people."

"Then I'll go with you." Together, Wen Chu picked up Boss Xiao and Xiaoju.

"It's better not to follow you, a mortal with no cultivation base," suddenly a voice came in, and the skinny young man with a slightly pale complexion casually smiled at Wen Chuyi, then turned his head and said, "Senior brother Wu, let's not come here." It's a waste of time, it's important to save people quickly."

Wu Yi heard Wen Chuyi say that his pet and mount were still in the town, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Brother Wen, if you don't mind, I'll take you away."

"Thank you Angkor, Angkor, you are such a good person." Wen Chuyi expressed his thanks very sincerely, feeling a little excited in his heart, here we come, Xiuxianwen's unique way of travel - Yujian Flying!

Wu Yi grabbed Wen Chuyi's arm, and was about to draw the spiritual power of his body to his feet, but...

"What's going on? Why did my spiritual power suddenly disappear!" It was You Qu who yelled first, and he looked around in surprise, "There must be an ambush!"

"I, I can't feel the spiritual power in my body anymore! Brother Wu?" Liu Xiangxiang looked at Wu Yi with a little anxiety. Without spiritual power, it would be like a fish out of water for a monk.

Wu Yi's Adam's apple slid up and down, his voice a little dry, "Me too."

Fortunately, the natal spirit sword has been summoned long ago, so it doesn't even have a self-defense weapon now.He quickly adjusted his emotions, and said: "Don't worry, as long as our sword is here, even if we lose our aura, we will still be able to fight."

The disciples of Xuanjianzong have been practicing swords every day for ten years, and they have already engraved the sword strokes into their bones, and their bodies have been tempered by spiritual energy, and the strength is several times that of ordinary people.

"Senior brother said yes," Liu Xiangxiang calmed down first.

Ah, this... This scene was a little familiar, and Wen Chuyi unconsciously reached out and touched his slightly swollen forehead.

In any case, the three of Wu Yi could not retreat before the battle, not to mention whether they would lose the face of Xuan Jianzong, if they would shrink back and dare not move forward when encountering a dangerous situation, then what would they practice.

"Let's go!" The three of them looked at each other and ran towards the town. Wu Yi turned his head, saw You Qu still standing there, and shouted: "Junior Brother You, hurry up!"

The four of them bumped into the group of townspeople without accident, and they didn't intend to waste their energy on them. They quickly passed through the crowd and went straight to Erqi Town.

The running panting people saw that the kid ran away, not only came back, but also brought three people with them, they couldn't stop them even if they wanted to, they didn't know what expression to make.

Thank you, little brother, for the blood bag that came to your door?

A few people ran at full speed, and the lights of Qi Town gradually came into view, Wu Yi did not expect that the little brother had such a good physique, and could maintain almost the same speed as them with blood on his face.

Wen Chuyi didn't expect that he wanted to hug his thighs and take this opportunity to experience the feeling of flying with a sword, instead of running wildly on the dusty loess road with a few immortal cultivators swinging his legs in the middle of the night.

Especially the sweaty, panting male cultivator behind him, even the petite and slender female cultivator ran faster than him.

Feeling that the quality of this session of cultivating immortals is not very good, Wen Chuyi is a little disillusioned.

"Junior Sister Liu, you are very good." Wu Yi gave Liu Xiangxiang a thumbs up.

Liu Xiangxiang parted the hair from her face, and her specially combed and beautiful hairstyle was completely crooked after being baptized by the strong wind. She waved her hands as if shy, and said softly: "Hehehe, no more."

After turning around, the plain hand touched the brain with trembling.

Liu Xiangxiang: Why the hell are you!

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Most of the people in the town ran to catch Wen Chuyi, and they haven't come back yet, so there are almost no people at this time, which is suitable for Wu Yi and the others to find someone.

Wen Chuyi thought of a suspicious place, which was the room he lived in at the time. After he told Wu Yi and the others about this, the group of people planned to go to the inn to check it out.

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I wish all the little cuties who read the article a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~ the moon is round, people are round, and everything is round