Long Aotian is not happy today

Lunhan Mountain is located in the southwest of Tianji City.

Although it is called a mountain, it is actually a rolling hill.

During the period, there are beautiful forests and ravines, lush vegetation, and clear springs turning between the peaks. Even in the hot summer season, there is a cool breeze and the pink peaches are young, so it is named Lunhan.

It was the beginning of spring at this time, and all the beasts woke up, roaring straight into the sky from time to time, accompanied by a ripple-like spiritual energy flow sweeping across the mountain path, shaking off the fallen leaves and rustling.

A group of candidates stood at the foot of the mountain, and they felt the aura from a distance.

It seemed that what was facing him was not a mountain peak, but a dormant beast, baring its teeth, opening its mouth as black as an abyss, waiting for them to enter.

If some people who fished in troubled waters in a round of tests saw such a posture, they might have already been fighting against each other and dared not move forward.

But this is the second round of tests, and the candidates are all elites who have passed the test.

The roars of fierce beasts came one after another in the ears, and everyone was gearing up, refreshed and eager to try.

Standing in the crowd, Meng Qinghe also quietly clenched the hilt of his sword.

There is a green sword hanging there, the sheath is narrow and slender, and the pattern of autumn water and white moon is carved on it.

This Qiushui sword was bought by him in Tianji City in the past few days. Although it is not as easy to use as the previous Lingshui sword, it is enough for him to display the power of his own blood.

"open--"

With the clear shout of the elder in front, ripples suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and with the operation of the formation, the invisible curtain in front of Lunhan Mountain quietly opened, revealing a path several feet wide.

Stepping into this small road means stepping into the geographical scope of the second round of testing.

In order to seize the opportunity, Meng Qinghe was eager to run——

Suddenly, a white hand came from behind and put it on his shoulder, and a familiar laughter came from behind: "Brother Meng, wait for me!"

Meng Qinghe's brows trembled.

Reluctantly, he turned his head and met Shanghang Xiaoqingjun's smiling face.

"Don't worry, let's just go in later, how unqualified are the crowds?"

Hang Shih cast a disdainful look at the crowd, then put his left hand behind his back, put the tail finger of his right hand in front of Meng Qinghe's eyes, hooked it playfully, and said mysteriously: "Brother Meng, come here."

"It's useless for you to worry when all the spirit beasts are robbed." Meng Qinghe frowned and said wearily.

"Oh, don't worry, I've already prepared—come here, I have something for you."

Hang hour blinked his eyes.

"... What can you prepare for?"

Meng Qinghe curled his lips in disdain, but still took steps and walked in the direction of Hang Xiao.

A slender hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him behind an ancient tree.

Hang Shi's knuckles are distinct, and his flesh and bones are well-proportioned. Because of his blood, his palms are as warm as the sun.When he was grabbed by him, the slightly hot temperature touched the cool back of Meng Qinghe's hand, which made Meng Qinghe stunned for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, a dark arc magnified in front of Meng Qinghe's eyes, and was pinched by Hang Shiu's fingertips, and it went straight to his eyebrows.

Meng Qinghe was startled, staggered half a step, and slid his back against the ancient wood.

"What are you doing?!" he snapped.

"Don't move around, it's all crooked."

Hang Xiao grumbled, moved closer, and said in a low voice, "Brother Meng, these are the fake eyebrows I made for you, so that others can't see them, and it doesn't matter if they get wet - so you can use your spiritual power with confidence. , don’t worry about your eyebrows being washed away by the water.”

Eyebrows?

This is completely beyond Meng Qinghe's cognition.

He felt a pair of warm hands fiddling in front of his eyes in a daze, and then when the sky shone, Hang Xiao took half a step back and took out a bronze mirror the size of a palm from his arms.

"Look, what's the effect?" Hang Xiao smugly raised his jaw and nodded at Meng Qinghe.

Meng Qinghe was skeptical, and glanced in the mirror.

This glance made him startled again, and he couldn't help but take another look, and another look.

"Not bad, you..." He subconsciously took the bronze mirror, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said with a little joy, "What is it made of?"

—Trust me, you don't want to know.

Hang Shih smiled and said deliberately: "The ancestral skills will not be leaked."

"Ancestral skills?" Meng Qinghe was slightly taken aback, "Why don't I know, your Hang family still does this?"

"You don't know much." Hang Xiao wrote lightly, "I can still beautify my face, you... ouch!"

An electric current emanated from the void, and struck Hang Shi's fingertips with lightning speed, causing him to curl up in pain and clenched his cuffs tightly.

Pain, pain, pain!

Miserably, miserably, I got carried away for a while, and almost collapsed!

A drop of sweat oozes from the forehead of Hangshi, staring at Meng Qinghe nervously.

But the young man raised his head suspiciously, his eyes were strange, and hesitantly asked, "...what is beautiful?"

"...Ahahaha, nothing, I mean your eyebrows are a little crooked, let me straighten them for you."

With two dry laughs, Hang Xiao suddenly approached half a step, and raised his hand to stroke Meng Qinghe's eyebrows.

Meng Qinghe was unprepared, and unexpectedly zoomed in on a handsome face in front of him.

The bridge of the nose is clean and straight, the lips are red, the shape of the long and narrow phoenix eyes is sharp, but there is a friendly smile in them, and the long eyelashes are as thick as crow feathers.

The pupils are jet black at first glance, but when you get closer, you can see the golden light hovering under the black color, shining like stars and shining like gilt.

Meng Qinghe's breathing was stagnant, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

His back tensed subconsciously, the back of his head pressed tightly against the rough ancient wood, and his brain was completely white.

It wasn't until Hang Xiaoxiao said "Okay", that pair of deep and charming eyes moved away from his body, and Meng Qinghe froze for a few breaths, that he suddenly remembered how to breathe, opened his thin lips lightly, and let out a long breath of turbidity. gas.

For some reason, Meng Qinghe always felt something weird about his body when he looked at the smiling Hang Shi once again.

This little boy next door has shown great aptitude since he was a child, and has always been "other people's son" in Meng Qinghe's ears.

Although he hasn't met a few times, Meng Qinghe has always regarded him as an opponent on the road of life, a goal that must be surpassed...

But at this moment, looking at the bank of the ancient trees, Hang Xiao, who had curved eyebrows and eyes, Meng Qinghe suddenly couldn't raise his fighting spirit.

...that's all.

After pondering for a long time, Meng Qinghe let out a long sigh in his heart.

"Let's go, we're going to be the last." The young man turned around with a flick of his sleeves and said softly.

He quickly ran towards the formation in front of him, but he still had strength under his feet, as if he was waiting for the people behind to catch up.

Anyway, Dad asked himself to take care of him.

If you don't want to be an enemy, you will recognize Hang Shih as your younger brother...

It seems, also good?

……

Within the formation, there is another world.

Stepping on the solid ground and seeing the dazzling aura inspired by the battle not far away, Meng Qinghe only felt the blood rushing in his chest, wishing to rush out immediately and have a good fight.

Hang Shiu pulled him and refused to let him go.

"Wait a minute, Brother Meng, there is someone else with us."

Meng Qinghe's feet stagnated slightly.

He keenly sensed something was wrong, and hesitantly said, "There is someone else... who is it?"

"Here." Hang Xiao pouted under the tree in front of him.

His smile was different from before.

If it is said that when he was helping Meng Qinghe stick his eyebrows, Hang Xiaoxiao smiled like a pure boy next door, but at this moment, the end of his eyes raised a subtle arc, and there seemed to be water flowing in the eyes, and the corners of Meng Qinghe's eyes were full of tears. One pump.

Inexplicably, the young man felt a little guilty.

Especially when he got a little closer and saw the dense gray clouds under the trees, and a pale cheek was exposed in the center of the fog.

The handsome ghost cultivator, with a thin jaw and beautiful facial features, is so handsome that he is almost evil. He is leaning on a branch boredly, playing with a wisp of black smoke in his hand, igniting it and then extinguishing it, and the cycle repeats.

And when Ning Hong raised his head, Hang Shi's smile could be described as bright and beautiful.

As he ran towards him quickly, he smiled and said, "Brother Ning, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Meng Qinghe: "..."

How can I suddenly want to beat someone up?

……

After everyone stepped into the formation, the elders outside the curtain raised their eyelids and walked around calmly.

There was nothing in front of him, only scattered footprints were left on the path, the howling wind passed by, rolled up a young leaf, fluttered, and fell on the elder's snow-white beard.

The elder looked serious, and nodded slightly to the empty right side.

Ripple-like ripples appeared in the air again, and the transparent curtain was pulled up, revealing a tall and tall figure.

The black robe completely enveloped the body, and the black hood covered the face.It was early morning at this time, and the sun was shining brightly, but he seemed to be a blurry shadow, his outline blending into the dark smog around him.

——When the candidates swarmed into the examination room, they didn't know that there was another hidden formation beside them, and the person standing silently in it had a panoramic view of all the candidates.

"Have you seen enough?" the elder said in a deep voice.

Although his voice was harsh, fear flashed in his slightly cloudy eyes, and he tightly pinched a formula with his fingers gathered under the robe.

——Shadow Escape Jue, dedicated to escape, the most swift.

After waiting for a long time, a faint voice came from under the black hood.

"This year's seedlings are good and very interesting."

It was a young voice, as clear as a spring, as warm as jade, with a faint smile in the end, it was very pleasant.

As the voice spread, the elder was so nervous that his spine trembled.

"Then you can go...?"

These words were a bit majestic at the beginning, but it was a pity that he didn't say a few words, the strong wind suddenly passed, and the hood of the person in front of him was blown, revealing a pair of bloody red eyes under the flying black hair, as thick as blood.

The elder's expression immediately became serious, his brows and eyes drooped, and the ending trembled and dragged out.

"Walk?"

The hooded youth seemed to have heard a joke.

He tilted his head slightly, raised his hand and pointed at the position where the curtain was closed, and said with a light smile, "Of course not. The formation is open, let me in."

"What?" The elder shook his head desperately in horror, "No! If the Great Elder finds out, he will definitely kill the old man—"

Before he finished speaking, it was as if a hand came out from the void, grabbed the old man by the throat, and lifted him up in the air like a chicken. His collar was undone, revealing a sinuous dark red line on his neck.

The elder kicked his legs desperately, and tightened the magic formula in his hand——

But he couldn't summon the slightest bit of spiritual power.

The red lines seemed to have life, entangled with each other under the skin, circling around and around, strangling the elder in mid-air, suffocating like a mortal until his face was purple, his nails smashed the skin, oozing bloodstains.

The hooded youth raised his head slightly.

The bright red lips and a sharp lower jaw are exposed, as delicate as jade porcelain.

"If you don't open it, you will die now."

The fluttering voice swayed in the wind, trembling like butterfly wings.

But in the elder's ears, there was a roar like thunder and a thunderbolt, which broke his unsteady defense in an instant.

The author has something to say: Meng Qinghe: He is so good-looking, I suddenly felt my heart stop beating.

Qingsi: (surprised) Have you sprouted?Is there going to be a love scene?Ahhhh excited!

Meng Qinghe: I kind of think of him as my younger brother.

Love silk: ...

Qingsi: Silly x master, you deserve to be single.

Seeing Ning Hong——

Meng Qinghe: I'm so angry, I want to beat someone up.

Ning Hong: You can't beat it.

Hang Hour: You can't beat XD

Meng Qinghe: ……………

Ahhh, I'm so angry that I'm about to explode!