Wen's sect's scumbag junior brother is back

After Xu Chaoqi was called, he walked to the stage of fighting skills. At this time, the last fighting skill was not over yet, so he could only wait below.

Fu Dao still loses more and wins less. After his fight yesterday, although many people changed their views on Fu Dao, only a few saw it.

There are hundreds of small fighting techniques in Xiantai in the Southern Territory alone, and the fighting techniques of turning out of the body and transforming gods are far more exciting than their small gold elixir.Therefore, only a very few people know that this year's Jindan Talisman has changed.

Xu Chaoqi watched the fight on the stage, while Yu Chengzhou who had just finished fighting on the other side was also coming down from the stage.

Xu Chaoqi saw Yu Chengzhou's figure, his lips moved, and his eyes followed Yu Chengzhou until the other party seemed to feel something, and when he looked towards him, Xu Chaoqi closed his eyes and looked away.

The two passed by each other. Yu Chengzhou turned around suddenly when he walked into the shadow. He looked at Xu Chaoqi's back with deep eyes, and a strange feeling came over him. youth.

When Xu Chaoqi came to the stage, the opponent saw that Xu Chaoqi was a talisman cultivator, and immediately showed a relaxed expression, as if he had already won.

It's just that the other party didn't expect that Xu Chaoqi was not only different from ordinary talisman cultivators, but was actually stronger than most of the Golden Core cultivators!

Besides, the cultivator is far inferior to the young master of the Zhao family yesterday.Seeing the monk from the opposite side attacking, Xu Chaoqi slightly raised his eyelids, waved his hand, and six talisman papers blocked him, and the talisman burst out a strong flame on the spot, directly burning the opponent.

The eyes of Yu Chengzhou in the audience changed, and he paid more attention to Xu Chaoqi.

The cultivator was enraged, he transformed into a dozen figures and surrounded Xu Chaoqi, Xu Chao couldn't help but smile, he took out the lightning attracting talisman and threw it.The lightning-inducing talisman flashed in the air, and the dense clouds descended. The thunder was so bright that it hit the real body just right.

Yu Chengzhou opened his lips and stood up straight.At this time, a friend came to him.

Xu Chaoqi obviously didn't use his real skills, he seemed to be amused, he countered the opponent's moves, and he was fluent in every fight, with ease.Everyone else can see that every time he taps the talisman paper, he doesn't even have [-]% of his power.On the contrary, the light of the talisman paper flickered, and he forced a fight into a personal display.

Seeing this, the monk also understood that if the competition continued, only he would be ashamed.Therefore, he immediately conceded defeat, gritted his teeth unwillingly but exited helplessly.

Xu Chaoqi won again.

Under the stage, Yu Chengzhou saw this competition clearly, his eyes lowered deeply, and he said in a low voice: "He has some skills, if I meet him, I should be able to break his tricks and win him. "

When Yu Chengzhou said this, his friend couldn't hear his tone, so he smiled and said: "Yu Shaozong is the No. 1 disciple of the seventeenth generation. Who can compare to you? No one in the 27th realm will praise you. You are a talent." The strongest young sect..."

"I'm not." Yu Chengzhou interrupted him.

When the friend heard it, he said "Ouch", and said with a smile, "Do you think so, I don't believe you don't care?"

After hearing this, Yu Chengzhou left directly. When his friend noticed something was wrong, he couldn't help but slapped himself regretfully: "You owe me! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

He hurriedly chased after Yu Chengzhou.

When Xu Chao began to fight, he could always feel that there were eyes watching him from the audience, until he finished the fight and stepped off the stage to look, only seeing the back of Yu Chengzhou going away.

He frowned suspiciously and stepped off the stage.

After arriving at the disciples of Fu Mo Mountain, Song Shuiqing approached Xu Chao in doubt, "I found out that Yu Chengzhou kept looking at you when you were just fighting?"

"Ah?" Xu Chaoqi was a little surprised, and then his eyes brightened. He was obviously willing to make friends with Yu Chengzhou.

Song Shuiqing saw his expression, his lips twitched, and he hesitated a little: "You seem to treat him differently."

Xu Chaoqi thought about it, leaned back, the sunlight made his complexion whiter, and the broken hair flew up and swayed in front of his eyes: "He is indeed different from ordinary people."

Song Shuiqing rubbed his head: "Why? They are all disciples of Yingtian Sect, so what's the difference?"

Xu raised his chin, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, he recalled: "He is the young sect of the Yingtian sect, he is a sword cultivator, he can call cloud swordsmanship and kill evil swordsmanship with one hand, he doesn't seem to talk much, and his Taoist robe is also white. He has outstanding talent since he was a child, he has practiced swords since he was a child, and he has mastered 72 kinds of swordsmanship..."

"Wait!" Song Shuiqing interrupted him, his eyes even more puzzled: "Brother Qi remembered wrongly? Yu Chengzhou knew 64 kinds of swordsmanship, and he didn't know how to kill evil swordsmanship. Besides, Brother Qi has never seen him before." How much? How can you know so many things about him?"

Xu Chaoqi realized something, he patted his head, and suddenly said: "I forgot."

Song Shuiqing was relieved, and said with a smile: "This scares me to death. When I saw brother and you praised him just now, I thought you were pleasing him. Let me just say, I think I really want to please others?"

Song Shuiqing didn't know, but when Xu Chaoqi heard the word "Xinyue", he was stunned and looked up at the Dou Fa Tai without saying a word.

When the competition was almost over, Xu bowed his head sideways, frowned slightly and said, "I've never liked anyone else."

Song Shuiqing also said with emotion: "I have never liked others either."

Xu Chaoqi said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "And..."

After uttering two words, he fell silent again.

[I shouldn't like it either. ]

Because most of the people were screened out yesterday, everyone left very early today.After everyone left, Xu Chaoqi saw his brother again in the shadows.

Xu Chao raised his eyes and ran over quickly.The senior brother walked in front, covering him from the setting sun.

Xu Chaoqi looked at his senior brother's back, and suddenly thought of what Song Shuiqing had said.

He leaned over to the senior brother, walked side by side with the senior brother, and looked at the senior brother in surprise: "Listen to Shui Qing, the senior brother is very rich now, is it true or not?"

Wen Zhaoxi glanced at him, lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, touched his head: "It's true."

Xu Chaoqi opened his eyes, and just as he raised his head, he heard his brother's deep voice: "Whatever you like in the future, just buy as much as you want."

Xu Chao recalled the past, he raised his head, his eyes were clear: "If I want the finale of the auction in the future, can I take it with confidence?"

In the past, he and his senior brother fell in love with a small auction item in order to cast the natal magic weapon. Just barely bought that thing.

Now, Wen Zhaoxi is wearing a heavy Taoist robe, thinking for a moment, he straightened up, looked down and said: "If Xiao Yao really likes it, just tell senior brother the name of the auction, and senior brother will give it to you."

Xu Chaoqi:! !It's cool to have money!

He caught up with his senior brother and said: "It is said that senior brother is now the most powerful among all powerful?"

The senior brother said "hmm", and Xiao Yao asked again: "The southern border belongs to the senior brother too?"

Wen Zhaoxi: "Yes."

Xu Chaoqi happily asked Wen Zhaoxi all the way, and didn't stop until he got home.

Yesterday, Zi Xu Chaoqi pressed Xiaoyu with cakes, and Xiaoyu held his breath.

As soon as Xu Chaoqi came back, he saw a small flying fish flying around in the air with its fins holding a small branch.

It first flew around the yard several times, and then carried a stone on its back that was bigger than a pebble to exercise its strength.

Xu Chaoqi was full of emotions for a moment, and the little fish was tired from practicing, so he went back to the fish tank and chewed two pieces of dried shrimp to continue practicing.

It was still early, and just as Wen Zhaoxi rolled up his sleeves and was about to cook, Xu Chaoqi came over and said that he wanted to cook with his senior brother.

Wen Zhaoxi shook his head helplessly, and the two entered the dining room together.

Xu Chaoqi peeled the green onions for the senior brother, and the senior brother washed the vegetables with the noodles.

Xu Chaoqi picked up the earthy onion and began to peel it seriously, but just as he tore off the skin of the onion, the onion juice got into his eyes, telling him that it was too spicy.

While enduring the spicy feeling, he tore the skin of the onion. After a long time, he finally peeled an onion, and his eyes were too hot to open.

At this moment, a wet cloth was placed over his eyes, soothing the hotness for him.The cloth towel wiped his eyes earnestly for a while, until his eyes no longer hurt, and then the hands through the cloth towel stopped.

Xu Chaoqi took advantage of the situation and grabbed the cloth towel, the senior brother let go of his hand, although the cloth towel was very small, their hands never touched from beginning to end.

The scallions were taken away, and when Xu Chaoqi opened his eyes, the scallions had all been peeled, and the senior brother had almost finished cutting the vegetables.

Xu Chaoqi knew that he couldn't help, so he went to the cutting board to watch the movements of his senior brother.

No matter what the senior brother did, he was very neat, and soon a few plates of pastries were made.

When Wen Zhaoxi placed the cakes, Xu Chaoqi stretched out his claws, even though the senior brother turned his hand back, the fingertips of the two still touched.

Brother's fingers are also slender, but there are more calluses.And Xiao Yao's fingers are thinner and whiter than senior's.

The moment the fingertips touched, Wen Zhaoxi narrowed his eyes, his fingers trembled slightly, and quickly curled them into the palm of his hand.

Xu Chao was taken aback for a moment, he was about to look up, but then looked back, his eyelashes trembling faster than usual.

He didn't take back his hand, but paused for a few breaths, and then he belatedly grabbed the pastry on the plate.

His fingertips were a little hot, as if they had been dipped in boiling water. The touch of the sword cocoon just now seemed to penetrate into his body through his fingers, and it was a little numb.

He took a bite of the pastry, thick eyelashes covering his eyes.

In the evening, the two had dinner.

Xu Chaoqi bent down and touched his stomach, feeling a little overwhelmed.

From the corner of his eye, he secretly looked at his senior brother, the numbness of his fingertips was still fresh in his memory.As if he didn't remember anything, he still used support as an excuse to pillow on his senior brother's lap as usual.

When he lay down, the setting sun dyed the clouds red, and the dusk should be reflected on his cheeks.He turned over to hide the setting sun, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood in front of him.

Looking at the heavy Taoist robe in front of him, he could guess that he was roughly separated by three layers of clothes.He pursed his lips, leaned closer to the Taoist robe, and the delicate embroidery patterns were stuck to his face.Even though the clothes are thick, he seems to be able to feel the body temperature of his senior brother.

After a few breaths, warm palms pressed against Xu Chaoqi's back through his clothes, "Xiao Yao..." Senior brother said in a hoarse voice.

"Ok?"

"It's nothing." The senior brother narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Xu Chaoqi slept more and more hot, and finally woke up by the heat.The moment he got up, the air was suddenly cool, and he took a deep breath, and then he recovered.

The moonlight is very bright today, Xu looked up at the moon for a while, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, he turned his head and asked his senior brother: "It is said that senior brother is the No. 27 sword cultivator at level 1?!"

Wen Zhaoxi poured a cup of tea for the two of them each, and responded lightly, "Yes."

Xu Chaoqi rolled his eyes with a smile. Sword repair meant something different to him, so he lay on the table and raised his head and said, "Since I came back, I haven't seen my brother practice sword. Senior brother is so good now, can you let me see?" How about the brother's sword move?"

The teacup touched the table and made a crisp "ding" sound, Wen Zhaoxi agreed with his junior.

Because of the overwhelming force of the Yin Soul Sword, an enchantment rose up in a radius of ten miles, and the surroundings suddenly became pitch black, except for the two of them, there was no sound at all.

In an instant, Wen Zhaoxi pulled out the Yin Po sword, the light of the sword shook the heavens and the earth, and Xu Chaoqi felt himself shaking.

The Yin Soul Sword pierced the sky, and it seemed as if thousands of miles of clouds and mists had risen in the enchantment. Thunder rang, and the ancient beasts seemed to rush out of the clouds and mists, and the howls were deafening.

Perhaps this sword move was too realistic, the cloud and mist showed the beast and locked it.

The Yin Soul Sword drew another sword light, as if dark water gushed out from the ground, like an endless sea with rough waves.

And in this dark water, dozens of fierce beasts were imprisoned, and the sky and the earth faced each other, and the mighty sense of oppression spread out in the barrier.

If it wasn't for Wen Zhaoxi to support him, Xu Chaoqi could hardly stand still.

Xu Chaoqi said in a daze: "This, is this also the Cloud Summoning Sword Art?"

Wen Zhaoxi lowered her eyes and nodded, as if this sword move was just a coincidence.