Messing with his own male protagonist

The crowd parted ways, and everyone looked at Xuan Zifang with sympathy, pity or gloat, which made Xuan Zifang appear extremely abrupt.Lian Caiyu on the ring is like a proud peacock constantly looking at this person who can talk to her senior brother, and the woman's intuition always makes her feel that the person's eyes are so familiar and annoying.

Xuan Zifang grabbed Shang Siyan just when he was about to sneak away, and glared at him: "Go and persuade your junior sister, don't cause a commotion, my senior uncle is still watching..."

Shang Siyan is extremely torn between two sides, one side is his good friend who likes him, and the other side is his little junior sister who he would not dare to provoke even if he beat him to death. There are thorns on the palms and backs of his hands, no matter which one he pulls out, life would be worse than death.

In a hurry, Shang Siyan suddenly slapped his forehead, quick witted, and said to the people on the stage: "Junior Sister, you have already entered the next round, your opponent is not him!"

"So what if it's not him?" A malicious smile appeared on Lian Caiyu's lips, he looked at the referee on the sidelines, and said contemptuously: "I don't have any opponents in the Northeast Arena, so I can't even pick an opponent. Or are the disciples of the Supreme Sect all so cowardly?"

The arbitration wanted to bury her head in the ground. What Lian Caiyu said was indeed true. She won ten games in a row in the Northeast Arena, but it was not because the disciples of the Supreme Sect were not good enough.The reason why she was able to win so many games was that her cultivation was only secondary, and it was mainly related to the magic weapon she carried with her. I don't know how many people were seriously injured by the serial thunderbolt talisman.

Just like Wu Danfeng whose cultivation level is comparable to hers, an outside disciple, no matter how much experience he has, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he has no magic weapon that he can use!

Compared with other arenas where the fights were brilliant, the Northeast arena was like a slaughterhouse where Lian Caiyu was alone, each opponent came up and went back sideways.But there are more people watching on her side, mainly because Lian Caiyu is a big beauty, and everyone has a love for beauty. Watching beautiful women abuse others, no matter how bloody, cruel and violent, there are still people who enjoy this visual impact of.

When Xuan Zifang went out, in order not to attract attention, the taoist robe on his body looked rather shabby, and he had taken Yi Rong Dan, so his face was ordinary, not at all like a person with advanced cultivation.

Normally, even Caiyu wouldn't even look at this kind of ants, but this person can talk and laugh with Shang Siyan, she can see it clearly in the ring, and she feels a little unhappy in her heart.

In fact, this is also easy to understand. The brother who usually ignores me or even avoids him is actually not the kind of person I thought he didn't like to deal with people. Lian Caiyu is a proud woman. She will reflect on her own problems, but she will feel that her senior brother is prejudiced against her, and even her friends who are against her senior brother also hate her.

This is the sin of sitting...

Xuan Zi's square head was very big, he just came to see the excitement, he didn't want to make himself into the excitement.

Looking at the movement on the southeast stage, it seems that it has attracted the attention of the high stage.

Shang Siyan patted Xuan Zifang on the shoulder and said apologetically, "Let's settle it quickly, I believe in you."

"Go away! Try it with you!" Xuan Zifang didn't appreciate it, and gave him a blank look.

Shang Si touched his nose in a smoky manner, and said in a low voice: "At most, when your uncle finds out, can I say something nice for you?"

Xuan Zifang glared at him.

Shang Siyan said with a guilty conscience: "If he punishes you, even I will be fined too! After all, you are only because of me..." That's why my junior sister made trouble for no reason.

This is what Xuan Zifang was waiting for!His waist was still sore from double cultivation last night, no matter how good his body is, he can't stand his master's manipulation like this, it seems that he has to work hard to hit the Nascent Soul to relieve the pain... You have to take on the burden for me." Xuan Zifang smiled with satisfaction and stepped onto the ring.

Lian Caiyu was slightly startled, she didn't put others in her eyes before, and didn't see how high the cultivation level of the person who walked into the ring calmly, now that the other party approached, she was surprised to find that it was not she who didn't care, but She couldn't see it at all.Until the other party slowly took out a folding fan, stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture, his face changed when he exerted his spiritual power, her surprise directly turned into gnashing of teeth.

"It's you!"

"Long time no see, Miss Lian." Xuan Zifang didn't have much thought of greeting others, he wanted to make a quick transition while Su Ji didn't see him, although it was very likely that he would have spotted him with his uncle's piercing eyes.The two boys' purple shirts he brought were exquisite, and they stood out among the crowd. If Su Ji took a few more glances, he would be able to see the ins and outs of this matter.

So Xuan Zifang didn't want to dawdle slowly, since the use of spiritual power would make Yi Rong Dan invalid, then let it be invalid.

That ordinary face became handsome and soft, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and the aura of the people all over his body suddenly increased. Those radiant black eyes looked at the girl on the field with a smile that was not a smile, just like Su Ji's usual expression. Indifference is exactly the same.

Near Zhu Zhechi...

The moment Lian Caiyu was stunned by Xuan Zifang's eyes, Xuan Zifang shook the folding fan in his hand, and the peach petals fluttered down on the field with light smoke. With a smile on his lips, he comfortably took a few petals with the fan , full of gossip, preemptive strikes.

His Peach Mist Maze Formation has been improved a long time ago, there is a falsehood in the truth, and there is a truth in the falsehood, and now that he is the first to set up the formation, he will never lose.

Anyway, they are hostile when they are on the stage, if it is the usual Lian Caiyu, I am afraid that they will not waste a chance to play tricks, and of course if it is Xuan Zifang, he will not be soft.The peach soul fan was closed, and Xuan Zifang held the front end, letting go of the fan handle. When the fan handle was neutral, a thin and long sword slid out.That sword was not quite the same as the previous rapier, it was bluish white, a bit like Fengxue, but faintly exuded the evil spirit.

Xuan Zifang poured his spiritual power into the sword, and his whole body was wrapped in a faint blue brilliance.

Even Caiyu's reaction is not too slow, raising her hand is her proud work - 64-ring serial thunderbolt talisman!

It's a pity... Guanghua, who was quickly snatched from Xuan Zifang's sword, tore the talisman into pieces before it detonated. I set up a water curtain myself, but it was still not as fast as it.In the midst of the flashes, the light on the field slowly faded, while the water curtain was still flowing, but the people around all gasped when they were dazzled and saw the scene clearly again.

Even Caiyu's clothes were torn to shreds by Xuan Zifang's sword light, and there were several cuts on the remaining obscene clothes and trousers, from which the girl's soft and beautiful body could be vaguely seen...

The eyes of the onlookers suddenly changed again.

Lian Caiyu has never been so embarrassed before, shame, anger, hatred, panic, aggrieved... All kinds of emotions came to her heart and disrupted her thoughts.If you lose the opportunity, you will lose half the chance of winning, if you lose your mind, you will lose the competition completely.

Xuan Zifang did not deny that he did it on purpose.

This woman does not regard human life as human life. She has been spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. If she is not allowed to experience the pain she inflicts on others, she will never grow up.Of course, Xuan Zifang did not have the idea of ​​teaching his disciples for Master He Yu. ?

It made Xuan Zifang feel a little bully himself.

"It can be regarded as avenging Junior Sister Nie..." Xuan Zifang murmured, seeing Lian Caiyu standing on the ring in a daze with a frightened expression, he sighed, and took out a treasure bag from his treasure bag. Throwing a Taoist robe to her: "Don't do this again in the future, you have to forgive others and forgive others." After speaking, he turned and walked off the ring.

Several disciples of the Supreme Sect in the crowd recognized Xuan Zifang. Everything that happened just now was too fast. Only after recovering did someone remember that there was also a young man two years ago who held a three-foot-long exaggerated folding fan and leapfrogged his fighting skills. After winning the ring, he finally became the inner disciple of the Supreme Sect.

"Senior Brother Xuan! It's Senior Brother Xuan Zifang!"

"Brother is so handsome, cool!"

"Brother has retreated for so long, and I haven't seen him for two years, but he has advanced again!"

"..."

Xuan Zifang, who walked down the ring with a little complacency just now, almost slipped his feet, he wished he could cover the big mouths of those people with several hands: "Stop yelling! Stop yelling—"

In the end, Shang Siyan really sympathized with him, and dragged Xuan Zifang away from the crowd that surrounded him enthusiastically.

"It's broken. My uncle must have seen it. If he didn't see it, he heard it." Xuan Zifang frowned.

"It's not that serious, you're showing off to your uncle. Senior Su Ji won't be so unreasonable." Shang Siyan comforted him.

"Xiao Shang, I'm using your junior sister to show off, and you're still so generous..." Xuan Zifang had a bitter face, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "He's really my good brother!"

Only then did Shang Siyan remember the junior sister who was tortured by Xuan Zifang in the arena and dared not see anyone after that, the smile could not be held back, and the two sighed heavily.Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green water, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't comfort the desolate two people.Xuan Zifang originally intended to observe secretly at the Wanzong Conference, and by the way, research what the Seven Killers were up to, but he was dragged into the ring before he came, and fortunately he was discovered by someone.And Shang Siyan was just curious, he didn't find Xuan Zifang at all, it was just a coincidence that the person he admired was Xuan Zifang, and the two chatted together by the way, which could be remembered by his junior sister...

"Senior Brother Xuan, Senior Uncle is here to invite you." When Monk Xuan Zifang and Monk Siyan sighed, two purple-shirted boys came over. Liu Feng's eyes were full of schadenfreude, and Liu Yun was a little uneasy, "This is Wan Shun Friends Shang Dao of the sect, your big brother, Jun Dao, invites you to go there too."

Xuan Zifang was stunned, he didn't even care about these two guys who turned their backs, he quickly grabbed Liu Yun's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "How did your master look when he let me go?"

Liu Yun thought for a while and said, "Master's face is almost dark..."