Male Fifth He Lives on Spoilers [Transmigration Book]

Shi Le was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Jue'er, you are not jealous with me, are you?"

Qiu Jue blushed, with a bit of loneliness hidden in her eyes: "If the other party is Brother Shi, I have no complaints."

"Then tell me why you think Daoist Ye likes me."

Qiu Jue pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "The eyes..."

"Huh?" To Yu Shile, the word "eyes" is simply metaphysics.

"Ye Daochang looked at senior differently from others."

"How is it different?"

Qiu Jue thought about it: "I can't say it well... It's just a vague feeling..."

"Okay, what are you talking about? Daoist Ye is so immortal, how could he fall in love with me?" Shi Le smiled indifferently, and didn't take it to heart at all, thinking that Qiu Jue was just thinking about it.

He is so confident that Ye Zhixing looks down on him because he has read the spoiler.

Qiu Jue bit her lip, her eyes were full of anticipation and anxiety: "Then Daoist Ye... I'm afraid he won't look down on me."

"If that's the case, he's blind." Shi Le blurted out, raising her hand to rub Qiu Jue's head.

Qiu Jue laughed, and originally wanted to ask Shi Le if he had figured out who Ye Zhixing's destined person was, but he faintly realized that it was not him, so he didn't want to make things difficult for him, so the matter was overturned.

After handing over the list, Ye Zhixing rarely appeared in front of everyone in the next few days, except for personally delivering food and soup to Shi Le.

In order to look at Ye Zhixing more often, Qiu Jue often stayed in Shile's room, but when Ye Zhixing came, he acted indifferently, and even seldom talked to him.Only when Shile winked, he uttered a sentence or two in embarrassment like squeezing toothpaste.

Since Xiao Zhi ate the blood that night, Xiao Zhi hadn't appeared again, which caused Shi Le to have an illusion that the other party ran away irresponsibly after eating him up, and took away most of his money.

Of course, this kind of description is easy to misunderstand, and thanks to Xiao Zhi's setting, he is the only straight man in the book.

Half a month later, on the morning of the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, when Shi Le woke up, he saw the blood-red pills on the table, and Xiao Zhi had already left, Shi Le held the pills in his hand in a daze I stared at it for a while, then smiled, what kind of hide and seek is this guy playing?

The winter sun was faint and there was no temperature, so Shi Le took the antidote with last night's cold tea, and her stomach felt cold.

He also found out belatedly that Xiao Zhi had taken away all the little money he had left, and he dared to treat him as a bank.

At the same time, Qiu felt Ye Zhixing's permission, and spent the past few days researching various medicinal materials in the Fuyu Mountain Pharmacy, and finally formulated a medicine that can temporarily suppress the onset of Huanmie Gu. It can prolong life by one day, and it is called "Zhixing Dan" in a nasty way. How can people eat the medicine with this name?

And Shi Le himself was very happy, and he was familiar with the mental methods of regulating Qi, and gradually mastered the method of breathing, picking up a few dead branches when his hands were itchy, and gestured a few times in a decent way, but there is no teacher Self-taught.

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On New Year's Eve 29, Qiujue wrote a letter to her sister in Hanjiang Village early in the morning. This was the first time that she was not with her for the New Year, and her cheeks turned red just thinking about it.

Shi Le patted him on the shoulder, and said that if he really missed Qiu Ci, he could ask the monks from Fuyu Mountain to send him back. Yu Jian said that it would be the second day of the Lunar New Year at the latest, but Qiu Jue shook his head violently when he heard that. Firstly, he doesn't want to bother others, and secondly, he also wants to spend the New Year with his sweetheart.

Shi Le teased him that he had a sweetheart and forgot about his sister, Qiu Jue blushed and did not refute.

In the afternoon, a rare heavy snow fell on Fuyu Mountain, and the green and turbulent mountains were covered with a layer of silver. All the disciples of Fuyu Mountain had no intention of practicing after seeing this scene, and enjoyed the snow with swords in twos and threes. It's like a fairyland.

It was the first time in a hundred years that Fuyu Mountain was covered with snow.

At night, there is only boundless whiteness left between the sky and the earth, the snow is getting more and more violent, and the insects and birds in the mountains are silent, only the slight sound of snowflakes falling and dead branches breaking.

Ye Zhixing sent someone to bring food to the stove, and he also sent a message that after tonight, the senior will be able to sleep peacefully in Fuyu Mountain.

Qiu Jue asked Shi Le what it meant. Shi Le was afraid that the other party would be worried, so he gave a sloppy explanation, but as keen as Qiu Jue, he still heard the clue, with his heart hanging in his throat and he couldn't even eat.

Shi Le persuaded: "Jue'er, accidents can happen to anyone in this world, but your Daoist Ye can't."

"..."

"Even if there are any variables, he can definitely solve them."

After all, Ye Zhixing possessed the protagonist's aura, so he couldn't die.

Although Qiu Jue nodded on his face, he didn't feel at ease in his heart. Shi Le knew that it was useless to talk too much. After dinner, he read a book for a while and then went to lie down. Night is really a good day to kill.

In the middle of the night, the snow stopped.

The large and small mountain paths of Fuyu Mountain were lit by torches, shining brightly under the light of snow.In less than half an hour, Zhu Nanjun colluded with the ghosts of Tusha Palace in Weiguo to attempt to assassinate the suzerain Zhu Xuanjun who was in retreat in the quiet room of Changyou Peak. The disciples broke through the maze set up by the people of Wei, and calmed down the crisis.

And Ye Zhixing also unexpectedly released the ghosts down the mountain, and all the disciples headed by Zhu Nanjun were locked in the dungeon, waiting for the suzerain to leave the customs.

When she heard the news, Shi Le was in admiration. How did Ye Zhixing manage to be so tight?How did those traitors from Fuyu Mountain confess so easily?Only Zhu Nanjun refuses to admit it, but unfortunately the evidence is solid, no matter how hard he speaks, it is useless.

Shi Le lamented that after he intervened in the spoiler, the difficulty of Zhu Nanjun's plot point dropped sharply, and for the protagonist Ye Zhixing, it may be a painless existence.

Fortunately, at the same time, he is also worried that the butterfly effect will cause a greater, unknown disaster...

Dao Tong who came to inform told Shi Le Qiujue not to worry, and left after delivering the message.

"Brother Shi, let's go out and have a look too?" With such a big commotion, Qiu Jue was still worried, and he would not give up until he saw that Ye Zhixing was safe.

"Okay, but you can't run around anyway, you must follow me." Shi Le knew that she couldn't stop Qiu Jue, so she told her to go out and have a look, maybe she could help Ye Zhixing .

The two put on thick clothes and walked out the door. The snow light reflected the sky and the earth like daytime. There was no need to carry a lamp. The mountain road not far away was densely packed with torches. Shi Le led Qiu Jue towards the crowd.

"Get out of your way!"

Before he got close, Shi Le heard a low shout from the crowd, and he recognized it as Mo Huaichen's voice.

"Mo Huaichen, as Zhu Nanjun's most beloved apprentice, you are usually very noble, you don't even bother to talk to us, why are you still willing to lose your temper with us now?"

Mo Huaichen held Yu Xianjian and was surrounded by more than a dozen monks, his face was pale and his eyes were red, his body was trembling uncontrollably, but his voice was cold and crisp: "Go away."

One of the monks sneered: "Mo Huaichen, please recognize the current situation. Your master is a traitor in the sect. As for you, I don't think you will be clean. Come with us to Zhaoyuan Hall and wait for Senior Brother Ye to be interrogated." !"

"He's not eligible."

"It's funny, Senior Brother Ye is not qualified, do you have it? Or is it your master who has been locked in the dungeon?"

"Stop talking nonsense with him, I just want to see what Zhu Nanjun's most beloved disciple is capable of besides being good-looking and having a bigger temper than others!"

Before the other party finished speaking, Mo Huaichen couldn't bear to draw his sword out of its sheath, and his whole body flew out with the intent of the sword, and several other people immediately drew their swords to meet them. go.

Shi Le Qiujue stood outside the battle circle, Qiujue said in surprise: "Although Daoist Mo has a bad temper, they are both from Fuyu Mountain, why did they fall into trouble..."

"Everyone pushes against the wall, and the one who pushes the hardest is either a colleague or a fellow student."

In the blink of an eye, they had fought hundreds of moves. Mo Huaichen's cultivation was not considered top-notch at this time, and the opponent had a lot of people. He was at a disadvantage. Although he tried his best, he gradually lost the wind. It's time for Ye Zhixing to show up as a hero to save the beauty. Could it be exciting to let Mo Huaichen do the trick?

Seeing that Mo Huaichen took a few steps back, and the other party didn't think of the love of the same family, he would attack fiercely. If this continues, the protagonist will die here, Shi Le couldn't hold back, and stopped crying decently .

"Dear priests, fighting in the dead of night is not suitable, and disturbing people's dreams is even worse."

Everyone didn't know who was coming, so they stopped fighting for the time being, at this moment Mo Huaichen was injured, Shi Le walked into the crowd, seemingly strolling in the courtyard, but actually walked around to Mo Huaichen to block him.

Mo Huaichen looked at Shi Le in surprise, his pale lips moved, holding back a mouthful of blood, he finally dared not speak.

"Who are you?"

Although Shi Le is Zhu Xuanjun's distinguished guest, Ye Zhixing has been with him from time to time for more than a month, but not all the disciples in the mountain recognize his appearance, and it just so happens that the few troublemakers in front of him can't recognize him.

"When I was in Xializhou, Shile was invited by Zhu Xuanjun to be a guest at Fuyu Mountain." Shile replied politely, still protecting Mo Huaichen behind him. Zhixing quickly come and take Mo Huaichen away.

One of the short cultivators snorted coldly: "Senior brother Liu, I think this man is sneaky, maybe it's a disguise from Tu Sha Palace, trying to rescue Mo Huaichen while we relax our vigilance."

It's coming, it's a typical cannon fodder line, and Shi Le, who is also a cannon fodder, laughed mockingly in his heart.

The two exchanged glances, and one of them said impatiently: "Why don't you stop talking nonsense with them, and arrest them all first!"

"..." Isn't it good to be alive? Why do you keep saying you want to send the hero to death?

Finally, Mo Huaichen couldn't hold back, and spat out a mouthful of blood, dots of bright red falling on the snowy field.When he learned of what Zhu Nanjun had done, he was furious. In addition, he was injured in the previous fight, and the situation was very bad.

"You don't need to intervene, let's go." Mo Huaichen once again poured spiritual power into Yu Xianjian in his hand, but coughed continuously.

Shi Le sighed, and looked helplessly at the miserable Mo Huaichen: "Do you think I can still get away?"

"...Let you mind your own business."

At this moment, Shi Le felt that Mo Huaichen in front of him looked a little like Xiao Zhi, with the same bad temper, the same ignorance of good and bad, and he found it a little funny: "So, Daoist Mo, please hold Yu Xianjian Lend it to meddlers for future use."

Shi Le ignored Mo Huaichen, who was indifferent, and reached out to snatch the Yuxian sword in his hand. Those lifeless Taoist priests had re-arranged their formations, and the bursts of sword intent struck like a thunderbolt. Qiu Jue was forced to feel dizzy, not to mention Shi Le who was trapped in the formation.

Ke Shile, however, changed from her usual foolish appearance, turned the tip of the sword and swiped diagonally upwards, intercepting the opponent's fatal stab neatly, and then retreated several steps to avoid the approaching sword rain. After adjusting his internal energy, he raised his sword and killed. The moves seemed to be arbitrary and irregular, but they were so overwhelming that they were very weird and tricky.

Qiu Jue hid aside and stared blankly. When did his elder brother become so powerful?

In fact, even Shi Le himself didn't know it, these moves seemed to be engraved in his bones, and as time went by when he came to this world, he woke up a little bit, and when he was in danger, he used it out of nowhere.It's a pity that his cultivation base was destroyed, and these ultimate moves became embroidered fists, which could resist for a while but were difficult to sustain. After dozens of moves, Le was already struggling.

"Senior Brother Liu, this person seems to be using the puppet sword technique of Tusha Palace."

"Sure enough, he was sent by the ghosts to cover Mo Huaichen from leaving."

If these people were afraid of Shi Le who claimed to be Zhu Xuanjun's guest before, then at this moment they really wanted to kill, there was no room for any moves in their hands, Shi Le dodged without a hurry, and there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and Yu Xianjian let go And when it was thrown into the air, at the critical moment, the person who promoted the plot finally appeared.

I saw snow flying up all around, and a person dressed in water-colored clothes came lightly, with an overwhelming majesty in his fairy-like floatingness.

"Senior, let me come."

Ye Zhixing took the Yu Xian sword in mid-air, and turned into a phantom, passing by the crowd. Before he could watch the actions of the two sides, the monks who didn't know how to live or die screamed in unison, and the swords in their hands froze Falling into the snow field, howling endlessly.

Shi Le was puzzled, but in just one month, Ye Zhixing's cultivation had improved a lot.

"Ye...Senior brother Ye...this person is...is..."

"It's a distinguished guest of me and my master, so don't be rude." Ye Zhixing returned Yu Xianjian to Mo Huaichen, his voice was calm and calm, and the pile of crooked melons and dates stood up inexplicably.

Ye Zhixing turned around hastily this time, the ice and snow between his brows melted, and he changed into an anxious and worried look: "Senior, let me see your injury."

Shi Le clutched his wrist, the blood had just seeped out and then solidified on his clothes, because the weather was too cold, he could hardly feel the pain, so he smiled indifferently: "I'm fine, just look at Mr. Mo .”

Ye Zhixing saw Shi Le's injury clearly, his face turned cold instantly, and his voice couldn't hide a bit of reproach: "Is this all right? Senior follow me back to the room to bandage."

"Then Daoist Mo..."

Ye Zhixing seemed a little dissatisfied with Shi Le's mouthful of Daoist Mo, frowned imperceptibly, and turned to Mo Huaichen calmly: "Junior brother Mo come with us."

So, leaving behind the group of speechless cannon fodder priests, the group of four returned to the small courtyard where Shi Le lived.

As the stove was lit and the room was warm like spring, the frozen body gradually regained consciousness, and Shi Le felt the pain belatedly.

He took off his outer robe and stroked the high sleeves so that Qiu Jue could treat the wound. He could see Shi Le's wound clearly through the candlelight. Rushui, while Shi Le turned his head away, gritted his teeth and endured, not seeing the other party's expression.

"It's a mess outside, how can senior go out easily? What if I don't arrive in time?"

Seeing Ye Zhixing angry for the first time, Shi Le was taken aback for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was reckless."

Qiu Jue bandaged Shi Le's wound, and blamed himself, "Daozhang Ye, it was my elder brother who went out together when I was pestering you, blame me."

"You child, isn't it also because you are worried about Daoist Ye?" Shi Le winked at Qiujue, making the other side blush, and the self-blame and sadness were swept away.

Ye Zhixing raised his eyebrows: "Blame me for not coming over in person, which made senior and Mr. Qiu worry."

"Don't complain about Daoist Master!" Qiu Jue blurted out, biting her lips in embarrassment.

Shi Le originally wanted to tease Qiu Jue a few words, but when he saw Mo Huaichen, who was standing beside him with a livid face and silent, he sighed in his heart, and said calmly, "Master Mo, you are seriously injured. Let's take a look, shall we?"

Mo Huaichen didn't intend to heal the wound, but when he remembered that he was in front of Shi Le who saved his life, he reluctantly nodded: "Mr. Laoqiu is here."

"It doesn't matter." Qiu Jue smiled gently and went to see his wound.

Mo Huaichen hesitated and said, "Before... I offended you a lot, but in fact, seniors don't need to save me."

Shi Le smiled: "One size is one size, forget it."

He thought in his heart, you are also one of the protagonists, I dare not hold grudges like this.

"I have another unfeeling request, tonight...can I stay here temporarily?"

Shi Le was stunned, and looked at Ye Zhixing questioningly, but the other party didn't make any answer, so he could only pretend to be calm and said, "Of course it's fine."

Because of Zhu Nanjun's matter, Mo Huaichen will definitely not be able to go back to his Guiyi Peak. It stands to reason that this is the best time for Ye Zhixing to gain favor, but the other party is indifferent.

"What are Junior Brother Mo's plans for the future?" Ye Zhixing didn't speak until now, in a very official tone.

"I can't stay on Fuyu Mountain anymore, I will go down tomorrow."

Hearing this, Shi Le looked wildly at Ye Zhixing, and the other party sensed it, and only frowned slightly: "Let's go after you clear the suspicion."

Shile: ...?Is this a dialogue that should exist between the attacker and the receiver?Isn't it too indifferent?

Mo Huaichen also wrote lightly: "Do you believe I don't know?"

"Believe it, because I believe in seniors."

"Senior Shi and that... the young master pretending to be his wife are both from Wei country, right? Brother Ye already knew about it?" Mo Huaichen said calmly and didn't mind.

Ye Zhixing nodded without any unnecessary explanation, and said concisely: "I know."

After all that was said, no one talked any further. That night, Mo Huaichen really stayed in the guest room and slept in Xiao Zhi's previous bed, and Ye Zhixing confirmed that Shi Le was really just a skin trauma, and then rushed to deal with the affairs. When it was about to dawn, he returned to the guest room and left quietly when he saw that Shi Le was fast asleep.

The next day, Qiu Jue came to change Shi Le's dressing, and muttered, "I really think Daoist Ye cares about Brother Shi very much."

The voice was very soft, but very serious, and Shi Le's temples twitched when he heard it: "Ye Zhixing's personality...cough...character, is a gentle gentleman, don't talk nonsense."

Qiu Jue pursed her lips, and said something in a very low voice, but Shi Le didn't hear it, and only thought that the child was suspicious because of love.

It's the Chinese New Year, but this year is not a peaceful one. His identity as a member of the Tusha Palace was exposed, and he was slightly nervous, but after three days, there were no rumors.

Five days later, the snow had melted, and there were flowing water everywhere in Fuyu Mountain, which was quiet and peaceful. On the contrary, Fuyu Mountain was shrouded in a depressive atmosphere of panic. On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, it was said that several The ghosts broke the formation at the bottom of the mountain and wanted to sneak attack, and killed several disciples of Fuyu Mountain at night. Fortunately, Ye Zhixing found out and killed them on the spot, which prevented more disciples from being victimized.

Coincidentally, these disciples who were killed were the ones who hurt Shi Le that day.

Ye Zhixing told Shi Le to stay out of the yard as little as possible as the mountain was not peaceful these days, and Mo Huaichen stayed in the guest room very peacefully, almost to the point of autism.

When I was bored, I had some time to adjust my breath. In the small courtyard of the guest room, I started painting erotic paintings of koi carp again. After I burned the painting, I was worried that I would be hit by Mo Huaichen and Qiujue, so I was very careful.Speaking of which, he really missed Xiao Zhi's manuscript a little bit.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the sky was dark and red snow fell in the afternoon, which was a bad omen.

Ye Zhixing guarded the dungeon every step of the way, Zhu Nanjun was tortured to the limit for several days, and he would jump over the wall when he was in a hurry, not to mention that he, a desperate gambler, used his own blood as a trigger to set the sky on fire in the dungeon, and the earth shook immediately The entire Fuyu Mountain almost collapsed, and Ye Zhixing, who was facing it head-on, was also injured.

The whole Fuyu Mountain is cooking a pot of porridge. On weekdays, the brothers and sisters call each other kindly. When the disaster is imminent, they fly separately. As soon as they look up, they can see the monks fleeing with Yujian. Coupled with the red snow all over the sky, the scene is very magical.

"Senior Shi, Mr. Qiu, I'll see you off." Mo Huaichen, who had been silent all this time, finally opened his mouth, wanting to take this opportunity to repay the kindness he owed in the snow that day.

"Mo Daochang, you take Brother Shi away, I want to stay, in case Daoist Ye is injured, I can still help." Although Qiu Jue's tone was light, he was unequivocal, for fear that Shi Le would knock him out He takes him away.

Seeing his determination, Shi Le smiled wryly: "Don't worry, I won't stop you, and I won't leave myself."

"what?"

Shi Le curled her lips: "None of us can leave."

Zhu Nanjun had been prepared for a long time, and blocked the entire Fuyu Mountain with a net, trying to let everyone be buried with him. Those monks who wanted to escape were trapped, anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"I... try to persuade Master that it is safer for Senior and Mr. Qiu to stay here."

"Jue'er and I will go too, I'm still considered a combat power." Shi Le made a clear calculation in his heart, the safest thing is to stay with the protagonist.

So the three of them headed towards the dungeon with their swords. At that time, the sky was dark, and scarlet snowflakes were falling everywhere. Shi Le looked down, because the burning of the sky caused the rocks to crack and the ground collapsed, and blood-red magma flowed everywhere. The birds and beasts who had no time to escape died here, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, and the scene was full of scars. This cloud-shrouded fairy mountain instantly turned into a hell on earth.

For a moment, Shi Le felt dizzy. He was not afraid of heights, and it was not the first time for Yu Jian. When he was wondering, his eyes suddenly became dark, and he fell into a situation where he couldn't see his fingers.

As his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, Shi Le vaguely saw a person walking towards him, wearing a mask and holding a bowl of decoction in his hand.

He gasped, this was a dream he had that night when Chuan Shu was in the room, Xiao Zhi poured poison into him and sealed it in the coffin, making him die for real once.

Shi Le's chin was pinched by the other party again, and the other party poured the bitter tongue-numbing soup in the bowl into his mouth, Shi Le refused to let go, choked all over his face and body in embarrassment, or Forced to drink a lot.

"Shi Le, do you know what you're drinking?" Xiao Zhi didn't act cold and disgusted like in the previous dream, but leaned down to get very close to him, speaking like a poisonous letter swaying up , Wrapped around Shile's neck.

"...?"

"It will make you happy, Changhuantang."

The author has something to say: Shile: Friends who are working hard in the crematorium

Xiao Zhi: Friends who are working hard in the front line of the urn wholesale market

Shi Le Xiao Zhi: We wish everyone a happy new year!

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