Self-help strategy of slag cannon fodder

Bai Xuan, who is timid and afraid of death, will not kill himself, not to mention that he has to wait until the hero goes to the devil world, and now it is still far away from the hero going to the devil world.

The most important thing right now is to hug your thighs!

When the male protagonist of the demon emperor counterattacks and kills the comprehension world, there will be no situation like the one in the article where no helper delays his suicide time.

Persist in hugging your thighs every day.

After tidying up his appearance, he looked at the reflection of a beautiful man in white in the huge platform environment that was two meters high and one meter wide.

Bai Xuan, like his surname, loves white very much, and pretends to be a certain height, thinking that white is elegant and dusty, which shows his fairy temperament even more.

Therefore, all the clothes he used were white, from the white jade hairpin on his head to the white boots under his feet, everything was white, and he wished that even his black hair could be dyed white.

As if he was sick, Bai Xuan wanted to change into different colors of clothes, because he was afraid that the collapse of the persona would show to others.

But his looks were unmistakable.

Snow-white skin, hazel eyes, straight nose bridge, red lips, indifferent expression, beautiful beyond the dust, wanting to be drunk, not like ordinary people.

However, at this time, there was a hint of melancholy between the brows and eyes, which made this appearance like a god of the nine heavens a little tainted with a mortal flavor.

His hair stood tall, and he was meticulously dressed in layers of white clothes, even with high collars. The whole body was perfectly fitted from the neck to the feet, and his indifferent expression filled him with a sense of restraint and desire.

He is indeed worthy of being a super handsome man who is constantly praised by the author for five hundred words every time he appears in the article.

From the beginning to the end, every strand of hair shines with the light of "I am the most beautiful".

But beauty is beauty, but Bai Xuan despises it very much.

Really, so sissy!

The facial features are more delicate than women's. If it weren't for the bulge in the throat, she would be able to participate in the selection of the ten beauties in the fairy world with a high bun!

What Bai Xuan appreciates is the masculine beauty of strength and strength, not the feminine beauty.

But Bai Xuan's appearance is a bit off, more feminine than a woman, and it's a thousand miles away.

Molly, the type he hates the most.

As soon as he thought of going out, he would be seen as a woman by others, so he couldn't wait to go out and make a mask to wear!

Bai Xuan actually thought too much, although his appearance was indeed incomparably exquisite, but because of his cold expression and indifferent temperament, there would not be a situation where someone would mistake him for a woman.

It's just that when he looked in the mirror, his disgusted and melancholy expression temporarily shielded these temperaments.

"Brother Bai."

When Bai Xuan was thinking about how to add some masculinity to his sissy honor, there was a knock on the door, and a clear male voice came in.

"Brother, please come in."

A tall and handsome man walked in holding a white jade bottle.

The temperament is like pine, and the appearance is clear.

This is Bai Xuan's senior brother, with a mutated single golden spirit root. He has already reached the late stage of foundation establishment at a young age, and is about to form alchemy.

He is also very kind and has won the true biography of Qiu Mu Shen. Although the head of the sect values ​​trust, he also takes good care of his fellow disciples, and there is no such thing as bullying the small by the big.

But in the original text, Zha Xuan hated this senior brother very much.

Because Zhaxuan's parents are elders of the Lingxiao Sect, both of them died fighting demons, Zhaxuan, who is an orphan, naturally receives special care from the Lingxiao Sect, and almost all good resources will be given to him first for him to choose.

The sage master, Qiu Mushen, was even more guilty, and almost loved him more, spoiling him more and more lawless and ignorant of the sky and the earth.

But this unique love has changed slightly with the arrival of Sikong Yan, who is just the son of an ordinary family of cultivators.

The identities of the two are not to say that they are very different, but also very different.

With the arrival of the Ling Xiao Sect, even if he still can't enjoy the resources of the Ling Xiao Sect, the importance attached to Si Kongyan by the master and the respect of the brothers around him made Zha Xuan's psychology even more unbalanced.

I always thought that it was Sikong Yan who robbed him of what belonged to him. Normally, his eyes were not his eyes and his nose was not his nose.

The more eccentric the temper, the worse the temper.

It's not uncommon for him, a senior brother, to make a fool of himself and make fun of these things.

Fortunately, Sikong Yan never took it personally, he only thought that his junior brother was a bit willful and willing to take the initiative to talk to him.

"Junior Brother, Master asked me to bring this to you. It is said to have the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, and it will help you in your cultivation. Where should you put it? I will put it away for you."

Holding the meditation bottle, Sikong Yan said to him in a friendly tone and a gentle manner.

Bai Xuan looked at his tall and straight figure, his temperament was like a sword, and the masculine wind that belonged to men rushed towards him.

Eyes full of envy.

Such a figure and temperament are most liked by girls.

Hey, he seems to want it too!

After Sikong Yan put away the meditation bottle, he noticed the strange sight behind him, and turned to look over.

The extremely glamorous young man sat on the bed with a haughty expression, his eyes were cold and cold, and his high black hair hung down, forming an extreme contrast with the white clothes on his body.

The white clothes are layered and meticulous, and the exposed skin is even more white than the white clothes on the body.

His expression is indifferent, cold and noble, and he is peerless.

This is a beautiful man who can't take his eyes away at a glance.

It's just that this beautiful man has a slight melancholy in his eyebrows and eyes at this time, which also dissipates his aloof and untouchable temperament.

Sikong Yan lowered his eyes slightly, and silently recited the Qingxin formula, suppressing his unknown thoughts of shame.

Junior brother doesn't like him, he always knew it, but he never cared about it, it's already a great fortune to be a fellow apprentice with such a perfect person, how dare he have other thoughts.

It's just that the younger brother's attitude towards him has eased a lot recently. Although he is still cold and indifferent, at least he doesn't look at people with sarcasm anymore.

Originally, Bai Xuan was glamorous and charming, but recently, he was so beautiful that he almost failed. Every time he approached, he had to practice the Qingxin formula over and over again, so that he didn't make a fool of himself in front of him.

He knew that the younger brother's practice has always been smooth and smooth, but recently he encountered a bottle top in his practice, and he was distressed. He also asked his master for advice many times. After hearing about this, the peak masters sent many treasures that were helpful to his practice. I don't see him being half happy.

How did Sikong Yan know that Bai Xuan was worried about his cultivation, he was worried about how to hold his thigh.

Zha Xuan's persona is cold and indifferent, arrogant and indifferent, supercilious, and extremely proud. Coupled with his stunning appearance since childhood, only others have always been the ones to please him. When will it be his turn to please others.

Qiu Muchen is his teacher, and he has been worshiped as his teacher since the death of his parents, and he has been carefully taken care of. If he shows a little bit of disposition, he must not be caught and tortured immediately.

At that time, there is no need for the hero to come and distribute lunch boxes!

But how to hug the thigh of this immortal cultivator who has lived for hundreds of years without any trace.

Alexander.

Bai Xuan had a headache.

You said why didn't he wear it in front of Zuo Zhaxuan who dug up the hero's fairy bone, so that he wouldn't be in such pain anyway!

The beautiful man's eyebrows were slightly frowned, revealing a bit of sadness, which made people involuntarily want to do anything for him as long as his eyebrows and eyes are happy.

A little sadness made him dissipate a lot of the alienation and indifference in the past, and made the distance between him and others a lot closer.

Sikong Yan stared at him, his eyes darkened, he silently recited the formula for clearing the heart three times, and walked forward, when the cool and delicate fragrance came from Bai Xuan's body, he lowered his eyes slightly, and suddenly smiled and said: "Junior brother, Lingxian Pavilion is about to be auctioned for a while." Zhang Jipin Lingyu bed, can I buy it for you to help you cultivate?"

Seeing Bai Xuan's face in front of him, as if carefully carved by the heavens, Sikong Yan concealed the more turbulent gloom in his eyes.

He wanted to wipe away all the worries for his Nine Heavens God, and just wanted him to look at him one more time.

Bai Xuan didn't know what his elder brother was thinking, and he was being moved right now.

In the original text, when Bai Xuan was exposed for his hypocritical nature of digging out human immortal bones for cultivation, he was not tolerated by the cultivation world. He had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth. Only Sikong Yan was willing to help him, braved Xiao Ran's anger and risked being exterminated , and hid him in Sikong's house.

In the end, of course, he couldn't escape Xiao Ran's pursuit. Before he died, he said:

"I regard my younger brother as my own younger brother, and I will never regret everything I do for my younger brother."

When I first saw this passage, Bai Xuan almost didn't send the author a blade. How could such a character who values ​​love and righteousness waste his affection on a scum like Zha Xuan.

Feeling deeply moved in his heart, he scolded Zha Xuan severely, it was not worth it for Si Kongyan, who is such an excellent senior brother who loves his younger brother.

So now, even in the face of the crisis of being crushed and exposed to the sun for ten years, seeing Sikong Yan thinking of himself so wholeheartedly, Bai Xuan couldn't help softening his face, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that had been paralyzed for more than ten years:

"Thank you, brother, but that thing is useless to me, if you take a picture, keep it for yourself."

Bai Xuan far underestimated his own appearance, his expression was cold and indifferent on weekdays, although he was still extremely beautiful, but he lacked a bit of human spirit, as if he was unattainable like a god.

Now this smile is like the stars falling from the sky, the light of the sun and the moon blooming, it is indescribably glamorous.

Sikong Yan stared blankly, his heart stopped beating, and he felt that the stars were not as bright as this faint smile.

Sikongyan became short of breath, his heart was pounding violently, the blood in his body was so hot that even the Qingxin Jue could not be suppressed, he quickly lowered his head, straightened his body to cover up his abnormality.

Seeing that he was trembling with fright just because he smiled, Bai Xuan was a little dazed.

Is he that scary?

Resisting the urge to touch his own face, he thought to himself, although his face is not very good, but it was praised by the author anyway, so it's not that scary, right?

Oh, he remembered that Zha Xuan was usually unsmiling, from the beginning to the end, the only smile was a calculating sneer.

He was the one who accidentally scared people just now.

He wanted to explain a few words, but felt that it didn't match Zhaxuan's persona. After thinking about it, he went out without saying anything.

But he didn't know that after he disappeared, Sikong Yan raised his head, his eyes were pitch black, with a little bit of indescribable gloom.

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