There are mountains and waters in the Yuanchen Peak Cave Mansion, and all the disciples live on one of the mountains. There is a small cliff behind the mountain, which is the place Chu Yu saw when he passed through Yuan's back and opened his eyes.
The place is wide and flat, and far from the residence.
In the dead of night, this is a feng shui treasure land for killing people and seizing treasures, destroying corpses and destroying traces.
Holding the sword, Chu Yu looked at Xie Xi who was facing him with a serious face, and sighed: "Junior Brother, why are you so..."
No matter how perverted he is, the protagonist in the qi training stage can't beat him in the foundation building stage!
If he wins the protagonist, then the knot will be even bigger, and he will be upgraded from a villain cannon fodder to a small boss that the protagonist must pick when advancing.
That way you die earlier! Hey!
Can only lose.
"Tonight's battle, life or death depends entirely on God's will." Xie Xi stared at Chu Yu coldly and gritted his teeth. Originally thought that the elder brother had changed, no longer bullied him, and even treated him fairly well, occasionally guiding his practice.
But he actually...
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated.
Xie Xi took a deep breath, prepared himself for a fierce battle, suppressed the anger in his heart, raised his sword calmly, and made a light hand tactic, and rushed towards Chu Yu like a cheetah.
Chu Yu laughed.
What are you laughing at? what's so funny
Xie Xi became even more angry, and in an instant, he rushed to Chu Yu, and mercilessly pierced his chest with his sword.
Chu Yu didn't dodge or dodge, letting the long sword pierce through his robe. Seeing that he didn't hide, Xie Xi panicked. After all, he was just a thirteen-year-old child, unable to withdraw his sword momentum, he had to deflect it as hard as he could, and pierced Chu Yu's left shoulder.
Gorgeous blood flowed quickly from the sword tip, and red lotuses bloomed on the white clothes like red lotuses. Xie Xi was shorter than Chu Yu, so the blood flowed backwards along the blade of the sword, staining his hands red.
Warm blood, rusty smell of blood.
Xie Xi stared blankly at his hands for a long time, then tremblingly looked at Chu Yu's pale face.
"Why don't you hide?"
With Chu Yu's strength, it was extremely easy to block or dodge this sword.
Chu Yu shook his head. The dead otaku had never been injured like this before, and a cultivator had extremely keen senses. He was so painful that tears filled his eyes and he couldn't speak.
Xie Xi's face was suddenly furious, and he withdrew the sword, causing Chu Yu to sway back and forth in pain, almost kneeling.
He trembled all over and roared: "Why don't you hide!"
Because you are the main character...
Chu Yu's heart burst into tears, and if you don't let you vent your anger, won't you be cut into pieces in the future
Thinking so in his heart, Chu Yu still endured the pain, knelt down on one knee, and looked up at Xie Xi weakly, "Junior brother, are you still angry?"
Xie Xi took a few steps back and stared at him incredulously, his heart filled with turmoil, as if seeing Chu Yu for the first time.
Eldest brother... what the hell is going on
Seeing the protagonist still staring at him with a cold face, Chu Yu felt cold in his heart.
The atmosphere is so embarrassing... Let's lie down first, and go back after the protagonist is gone...
Thinking of doing it, Chu Yu immediately closed his eyes and fell to the ground, lying dead.
The blood on his shoulder was still gushing out, staining most of his robe red with blood. Although it was not a serious injury, it was quite scary at first glance.
The ground was harsh and cold, and it was autumn, and the wind on the mountain was even more piercingly cold. After lying there for a quarter of an hour, Chu Yu felt that his whole body was not well. Why didn't you hear the protagonist's footsteps leaving? Could it be that the protagonist saw that he was pretending to be dead, and wanted to squat here and watch him die of cold
Chu Yu was thinking too much.
Xie Xi was still in a daze.
He remembered the time when he was brought back by the master, at that time he still admired the elder brother very much.
Such a lofty, indifferent appearance, just like the immortal he imagined who would not eat fireworks. I just don't know why, but the eldest brother hated him very much from the beginning. After the news that he couldn't practice came out, he tacitly accepted that his brothers bullied him, and even often did it himself.
For the past three years, he hated Chu Yu to the core.
But unexpectedly, Chu Yu changed.
A gust of cold wind hit, Xie Xi woke up like a dream. He looked down at Chu Yu who seemed to have passed out, hesitated for a moment, put away his sword, supported Chu Yu's back with one hand, and crossed his knees with the other to hug him up.
Chu Yu, who was lying dead, almost rolled down.
Fuck! Protagonist what are you doing! Princess hug? ! You actually gave a villain cannon fodder a princess hug!
wrong! The point is not this! Protagonist, shouldn't you insert two more cannon fodder swords to vent your hatred!
No no no! Protagonist, don't you want to throw this cannon fodder into the abyss under the cliff
Chu Yu was frightened, and Chu Yu's soul flew away.
However, after waiting for a long time, nothing happened as imagined. Xie Xi held Chu Yu firmly, walked down the back cliff slowly, and headed towards the small courtyard.
Chu Yu felt a little relieved.
The protagonist is... not angry anymore
Then the sword he suffered... was worth it, well done!
It was late at night, and there was silence everywhere. Under the night, the distance was hazy, Xie Xi was thinking about the past, his steps were extremely slow, and he didn't pay attention to his surroundings, when he suddenly heard a scream in front of him.
Xie Xi looked up, and saw a disciple who got up at night, it seemed that he had come back from Chu Gong. The night was hazy, but he could still vaguely see the appearance of the person. The disciple stared at Xie Xi in a daze, and then at Chu Yu in Xie Xi's arms, as if he was so shocked that he was about to faint.
"... big, big brother?"
he murmured dreamily.
Chu Yu felt bad when he heard the voice, so he opened his eyes, just in time to meet that junior brother. After staring at each other silently for a moment, Chu Yu closed his eyes in pain and continued to pretend to be dead.
…felt like it was going to be bad.
Chu Yu closed his eyes, and that disciple looked at Xie Xi in confusion again: "Waste... Brother Xie?"
Xie Xi didn't like any of the disciples in the cave, so he glanced at him coldly, hugged Chu Yu tightly in his arms, ignored him, and continued walking towards the small courtyard.
Although his strength is not small, it is still a bit reluctant to hug a person who is much taller than himself. Chu Yu was uncomfortable being hugged, rolled his eyes, and was very sad.
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Damn! enough!
Back in the small courtyard, Xie Xi carried Chu Yu into his room and gently put him on the bed. Chu Yu was finally able to breathe smoothly, feeling very relieved in his heart, and immediately heard a "呲啦".
Clothes... clothes... were... torn... torn...
What the hell are you going to do, protagonist!
There was a sound of water in his ears, and Chu Yu secretly opened one eye, just in time to see Xie Xi who was twisting the handkerchief. Seeing that he was about to turn around, he quickly closed his eyes.
Is the protagonist going to treat his wound
This time Chu Yu guessed right.
The cold wet handkerchief wiped his shoulders little by little. Although the movements were not gentle, Chu Yu was still drowsy. After feeding Xie Xi with spiritual power for three consecutive months and nurturing him night and night, Xie Xi's hidden wounds in his body were almost healed, but his cultivation had stagnated, and he was exhausted all day long.
It's not that Chu Yu didn't want to ask for credit for sending spiritual power to Xie Xi to increase his favorability. But... First, Xie Xi was too guarded against him, and it was impossible for Chu Yu to get close to him when he was awake.
Second, the original body was the one who took the lead in making Xie Xi these hidden wounds. Anyway, now that he was using the original body's shell, Chu Yu couldn't bear to take credit for it.
Chu Yu thought drowsily, and then really fell asleep later.
Xie Xi pursed his lips, kept washing the veil, and then came back to wipe off the blood on Chu Yu. After a long time, the white and graceful shoulders reappeared in front of my eyes. The only fly in the ointment was that there was a wound on it.
Xie Xi's eyes fell on Chu Yu's face.
His face has returned to ruddy, his heroic brows are slightly frowned, his sleeping face is quiet, and he looks a lot easier to get close to.
"Eldest brother?" Xie Xi lowered his head and called out slowly.
Chu Yu naturally did not respond.
Xie Xi looked complicated, staring at Chu Yu's face for a long time, then suddenly pulled out the Xun Sheng from the table.
Xun Sheng is a high-grade fairy sword with great spirituality. The sword body is slender and graceful, with a clear cry and cold light, like a pool of autumn water.
Just like his master.
Holding the Xun Sheng and staring at Chu Yu for a long time, Xie Xi gritted his teeth, put the Xun Sheng back into the scabbard, picked up the wound medicine powder from the table, and sprinkled it on the wound on Chu Yu's shoulder with resentment. After doing this, he turned and left.
When he reached the door, Xie Xi paused again, turned back hesitantly, and covered Chu Yu with the quilt.
The sword that pierced Chu Yu's shoulder had stimulated him too much, and he was still a little dizzy now, and he always felt that Chu Yu seemed to be a different person.
The grievances accumulated over the past three years seemed to dissipate a lot after the sword was stabbed away.
Taking one last look at Chu Yu, Xie Xi turned and left in silence.
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It was rare for Chu Yu to have a good night's sleep.
When I wake up, I feel full of energy.
Throwing off the quilt on her body, she suddenly felt that most of her chest was chilly. Chu Yu looked down at the violently torn robe, and said "ah".
By the way, I was stabbed by the protagonist last night as a strange sorghum.
But, how could the protagonist mercifully bring him back and clean his wound
The practitioner's wounds healed quickly, and they took medicine again, and they healed almost overnight.
Chu Yu stared at the scabbed wound for a long time, gave up thinking, got out of bed and changed into a clean robe, hung the Xun Sheng on the table to his waist, opened the door, and walked out refreshed.
Xie Xi was not in the side room.
It had been a long time since Chu Yu got up so early, and she couldn't figure out where Xie Xi had gone, wondering if he was still angry, and walked out of the courtyard.
In the woods came the sound of the disciples chanting in the morning class. Chu Yu turned his head to think for a while, and walked over with a straight and noble posture.
Seeing Chu Yu coming, all the disciples fell silent, staring at Chu Yu with extremely strange eyes.
Chu Yu was horrified and felt strange.
These disciples usually respect and fear him, what happened today? Could it be that the news that he was injured last night and was brought back by Xie Xi has already spread? Then there's no need to look at him with such strange eyes...
The third junior brother who was relatively close to Chu Yu on weekdays got up from the futon, approached Chu Yu with a solemn face, stared at him strangely for a while, and then said tentatively: "Morning, senior brother. Senior senior brother, second senior brother... Pretty good, right?"
Chu Yu was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he said this, trying to figure out Yuanshen's temperament, and gave a cold and approving "um".
Not only is it pretty good, she is simply a little beauty!
The third junior brother's face became even weirder: "... I heard that there is a demon cultivator in the magic way who likes to raise prostitutes."
"Huh?" Chu Yu was even more puzzled. Why are you bringing this up? It's not the time for these disciples in the Qi training period to go out to get rid of Mowei, right
The third junior brother carefully looked at Chu Yu's face, swallowed, and finally gritted his teeth: "I heard that last night... the second senior brother came back from the back cliff with the senior brother in his arms?"
There was a thunderbolt on Chu Yu's head, and he finally came to his senses.
Isn't the look in the eyes of these disciples the way they look at gay guys!