I've become the male protagonist's plug-in

Chapter 429 Junior Brother Doubts Every Day That I’m Bent 15
Everything is as Wen Renli imagined.

There is Zhuyu, senior brother Zhaoming, in front of him, and he is a direct disciple of the suzerain. He usually lives with senior senior brother Zhaoming, who is recognized as a genius.

In the eyes of everyone, this newly released celebrity junior genius is normal.

If the talent is ordinary and the entry is ordinary, it is not normal.

Ah Zhao didn't find anything wrong either.

After all, this is the hero!
Even if the hero is not the one-in-a-million cultivation physique, he is not the most suitable single-day spiritual root for cultivation.

But with the identity of the hero, it is doomed that the hero will not be worse than anyone else.

In the original plot, the male protagonist spent so many years in the Lingyun Immortal Sect, and after defecting from the righteous way, he suffered so much, walked all the way alone, and practiced to the stage of crossing the catastrophe.

In this life, with his protection and the support of top resources from the No. [-] sect of the Righteous Way, what's so strange about raising a genius?

On this day, Wen Renli came back from the training hall.

When Ah Zhao saw him, he felt a little strange.

She looked up and down Wen Renli.

Wen Renli raised his head and asked, "Brother, what's the matter?"

A Zhao took a closer look, and finally realized what was strange—the robe was a little short.

Wen Renli was growing up. He used to go to Wen Ren's house, and he didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. An eight-year-old child looked like a six or seven-year-old.

Now in Lingyun Xianzong, he eats food with spiritual energy every day, and he started to practice, so his height suddenly jumped up.

When Wen Renli heard the phrase "I'll take you to buy some clothes" from the person in front of him, he felt both strange and moved.

The strange thing is that he didn't expect that a person like Zhaoming, who is dedicated to cultivating, would have such a delicate mind.

What was touching was that if he didn't really care about him, how could the other party even notice such trivial things?
So in the afternoon, everyone watched as their cold senior brother Zhaoming led a little boy carved in pink and jade out of the sect.

In connection with the recent rumors, everyone knew that that little boy was the rumored suzerain's closed disciple, Wenren's Junior Junior Brother.

With countless curious eyes, Wen Renli followed A Zhao down the mountain.

He originally thought that when buying clothes, he just fell in love with them, chose a set, and finished it.

That's all.

But after an hour, he knew his innocence.

"Take another set of blue ones." A Zhao looked at the boss with great interest and said.

Wen Renli: "..."

In his previous life, he was fearless in the world of comprehension, and he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but now he can't stand it anymore.

He looked at A Zhao weakly: "Brother, haven't we tried it yet?"

I have tried several, ten, suits, clothes, clothes, etc.!

Not just the clothes, every set of clothes, what hairband, belt, jade pendant to wear with, this brother Zhaoming is so particular about these things, it's almost to the point of being picky.

Wen Renli felt physically and mentally exhausted at this moment. He felt that he was not as tired as shopping for clothes by himself alone against thirty strong men of the same level.

Azhao clearly had more to say: "It's still early, we're not in a hurry, take our time."

Wen Renli: "..."

The shop owner hugged a lot of clothes again with a smile on his face: "Dear guest, these are the styles that are more popular in the cultivation world recently, the favorite styles of those young masters from aristocratic families and big sects..."

Today's two guests, it seems that they are not short of money!
Very generous!
How vicious is the boss's eyes?

Without further ado, he only picks out good materials, expensive and good-looking ones, and sure enough, the young man in white didn't even mention the price, as long as the young man tried it and looked good, he called it packing.

I don't even think about it, with this young master's fairy-like appearance, what kind of clothes wouldn't look good on him?

(End of this chapter)