Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

The scorching light outside the house sneaked in behind the young man. The young man went against the light and grabbed Jiang Que who was about to eat.

Perhaps she didn't expect that when she opened the door, she would see the immortal king, who was always so high and mighty, standing by the table with an extraordinary demeanor, holding the peach he had just washed and preparing to take a bite.

This should be a normal behavior.

But it felt particularly awkward for the Immortal King to do it, as if he had fallen from heaven to the mortal world.

Under the boy's dull gaze, Jiang Que didn't know whether to bite or not.

In the end, he chose to maintain his character. As the spiritual energy lingered, the peach disappeared from his hand, as if it was just an illusion of the boy.

"Is there something?" Jiang Que cleared his expression and looked elegant and noble.

Yan Hui stood at the door, facing the glaring sunlight outside, and came back to his senses. He took out a notebook from his wide sleeves and handed it to Jiang Que, saying seriously: "Master asked me to ask you if you want to participate in this year's illusion trial. If you are willing, just sign it."

The Illusion Trial is organized by all the major immortal cultivation sects, which is equivalent to a college social gathering. They send their own students to show off their learning abilities and demonstrate the quality of their education.

It is held every few years and this year it will be held at Dushengmen. Since the head of the sect attaches great importance to it, the scene will be very grand.

Ever since Tang Qia knew Jiang Que's strength, she wanted to pull her out to attract attention.

But she knew that if she asked in person, the guy would definitely refuse.

But if his dear junior brother also signed up.

When Jiang Que saw the disgusting name on the list, he decisively refused.

This kind of limelight usually belongs to the protagonist.

Why should I, a villain, join in the fun?

Jiang Que closed the list and returned it to Yan Hui. Yan Hui was stunned and asked, "Brother, are you not going to participate?"

With Jiang Que's current level of cultivation, he will definitely get a rank if he participates in the trial.

Are you just going to give up this opportunity to show off?

If Jiang Que doesn't participate, then what's the point of him signing up?

Who is he showing his green tea to?

Jiang Que was unwilling to go, but there was nothing he could do about it as he was disgusted by the filth.

We can't force him to sign.

and many more! !

A flash of disgust flashed in his mind and he smiled.

It is not impossible.

...

Jiang Que discovered.

These past few days, his junior fellow apprentice had been trying to seduce him, intentionally or unintentionally.

He was either wandering around the yard in thin clothes, or kneeling on the wooden steps outside the house with his butt sticking out, wiping the floor with a towel to clean, with sweat running down his neck and finally hiding in his closet.

Their rooms were squeezed together, with only left and right relations.

When Jiang Que passed by the disgusting house on his way back, he could see him changing clothes inside through the half-open window.

Occasionally, the sound of a young boy humming could be heard from the next room in the middle of the night. Jiang Que couldn't help but get up to look. It was still the window that was not closed. The young boy had half his clothes undressed, and he was lying on the couch with his head tilted back, relaxing himself with his hands. The sound was made by himself.

Jiang Que stared at it for a long time, recited the Heart Cleansing Mantra to himself several times, and then went back to the house and brainwashed himself crazily.

Hold on, hold on!!

This guy must be planning something big! !

He has seen all kinds of storms.

Jiang Que remained unmoved.

Even Yan Hui suspected that he had ever quit drugs.

Jiang Que didn't take the bait, so Yan Hui had to think of another way.

On a stormy night, there were thunders and howling winds outside the house, making the strange crying sounds coming from the Weeping Soul Pavilion seem even longer and more creepy.

It was as if under the wash of heavy rain, countless wronged souls crawled out, and their cries echoed in the dark night.

Even the magic array that was meant to block out these kinds of sounds seemed unable to block them out.

A huge thunder and lightning split the darkness, leaving behind a dazzling white light.

Jiang Que was sleeping soundly when there was a knock on the door.

"Senior brother..."

"Senior brother..."

A slightly anxious voice was heard, but it was covered by the thunder and could not be heard clearly.

The louder the thunder, the weaker the boy's voice became.

Jiang Que was woken up and got up and opened the door.

The wind and rain suddenly poured in through the crack in the door, making people's faces hurt.

The young man wrapped in a quilt stood blankly at the door. When he saw Jiang Que open the door, he rushed over.

"Senior brother..."

Yanhui unwrapped himself from the blanket, hugged Jiang Que with both hands, pointed at the door as if complaining, and said with great grievance: "Brother, my room was struck by lightning, and now it's been leaking, and my bed is all wet."

The young boy complained in a voice of accusation, with a look of fear on his face as if he had almost been struck by lightning.

Jiang Que had a junior fellow student hanging on him, but he still glanced at the next room.

The door was still open and he could see it at a glance.

Good guy.

There was a big hole in the roof right above the boy's bed. Rainwater was pouring into the room and water was beginning to accumulate on the ground.

Jiang Que took a look at the big hole. It was struck by lightning, but it was not burnt at all and just covered the bed.

This is your own fight!!

Scheming man!!