When a Straight Man Dresses Up as an Infatuated Male Supporting BL

Xuan Mo raised his head, looked at Chu Zeming, and asked softly, "Brother, what should we do? How can we save them..."

Ling Tian covered his eyes, his shoulders trembling.

Chang Wei's performance was even more obvious, with bruised veins on his forehead, and his hands clenched into fists, almost bleeding from his palms.

Strictly speaking, they are not good people, and they usually act wisely and protect themselves.But this time, everyone seemed to have a fire burning in their hearts, and they simply couldn't turn a blind eye.

Chu Zeming opened his eyes again and looked at the sinful city in the distance.

After a long time, Chu Zeming showed a sinister smile: "...Yue Lian, take us in."

If one didn't know the hidden discord in the city, no one would associate crime with this city just from the surface.

Vendors and pedestrians in the street market come and go, bustling and lively, just like the secular street market.

There are even teahouses beside the road.

The prison cart escorting the slaves passed by the road, and the wheels rolled on the ground, making a "creaking" sound.

Probe into the prison car and see the heavily restrained person Xiu Xiu pass by, and the discussion in the teahouse quietly spreads——

"Hey, four more people were arrested for repairing."

"Many newborn babies have defects and don't live long, so the city lord has recently been looking for a large number of living people."

"Hey... With this progress, when will we be able to go to the next world? This face is boring. Even if the number of monks who are still alive is small, it will be difficult to catch. One or two have become fine..."

In the prison car, Chu Zeming couldn't help but twitched a mocking smile when he heard these words.

Voila.

It is wrong to not give up on yourself and let them be slaughtered.

In the gorgeous beast car behind the prison car, Yue Lian was fidgeting, and opened the bead curtain from time to time to look at the people in the prison car in front.

Being tied hands and feet, I don't know if Chu Zeming is uncomfortable or not.

In order to avoid being spotted by the fairy clan, he also put away the green ribbon that was the same as himself, and let his hair loose. When he was imprisoned, those cubs still plucked his hair, and now he looks so embarrassed... The more Lian looked at it, the more distressed she felt. When had Chu Zeming suffered such grievances?

Sensing the uneasy emotions of the people around him, the fairy clan who had closed their eyes and pretended to sleep couldn't help opening them.

"Brother Yuelian, what's wrong with you?"

Yue Lian put down the bead curtain, turned to look at him, and said seriously: "I'm afraid they'll run away."

Hearing this, Wen Linxian laughed loudly: "Don't worry, my Wen family's magic prison, there is no way anyone who cultivates can escape easily." After a pause, Wen Linxian continued: "Besides, I have already planted them in their bodies. Even if they manage to escape if they master the secret technique, as long as they leave the range of a hundred miles from this place, they will be completely destroyed and die."

The familiar blood soul control technique... Yue Lian recalled the Nether City.

Is this fairy clan the same as the fairy clan in Nether City back then?

No, it should not be him.

Otherwise, they should have recognized them.

The slender and soft eyelashes trembled, Yue Lian concealed the strange color in her eyes, and raised her eyes to smile at Wen Linxian.

Wen Linxian couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

After reacting, Wen Linxian covered his lips with the folded fan in his hand, coughed twice, and said gently: "Anyway, don't worry."

Yue Lian lowered her eyes: "Yes."

Immediately, silence was restored between the two of them.

Yue Lian closed his eyes and said nothing, he needed to suppress his emotions, so as not to be unable to control the behavior of robbery later.

Wen Linxian sat across from Yue Lian, secretly watching him involuntarily.

It's really nice.

In order to avoid his gaze from being too abrupt and obvious, Wen Linxian finally took his gaze away from Yue Lian.

Arrive at the City Lord's Mansion.

Chu Zeming and the others were escorted to a dark dungeon.

Each cell held a person Xiu alone. They had already been tortured to the point of losing their fighting spirit and consciousness.

The ground was covered with blood and unknown filth... everything was exactly as what Yue Lian had described.

"Don't look! Go!" Chu Zeming was pushed and shoved by the people behind him, and he staggered.

"Eldest brother, are you alright?" Xuan Mo struggled for a moment, trying to help Chu Zeming, but his hands were grabbed.

Chu Zeming stood firm and shook his head: "It's okay."

Concentrating the unclear emotions in his eyes, Chu Zeming was pushed forward step by step by the fairy clan who escorted them.

In the dark and silent dungeon, the sound of leg shackles dragging could be heard, which made one's head chill.

There is no day or night in the dungeon, it is always dark.

From time to time, the immortal clan would come down and take the detainees out, and then send them back after a while.

Chu Zeming has carefully observed that those who are taken away and sent back will be stained with other disgusting things. Only at this time, they will vomit violently when they are lifeless, and keep digging their own bottoms , Even if it bleeds, it seems to be unaware.

However, he would soon be discovered by the guarding immortals, who would be beaten severely and then handcuffed to the dark iron prison railings so that they could not attack him.

"Your life is worthless, don't spoil the baby in your stomach!"

Immediately afterwards, there was another groan of being beaten.

Here, is the purgatory on earth.

Chang Wei clenched his hands into fists, his palms were almost bleeding, looking at the disheveled woman over there from a long distance, his eyes were red.

"Bitch of a bitch, a bunch of bitch of a bitch!"

Hearing this, the immortals who were tormenting the woman over there couldn't help turning their heads to look, and became interested: "Look, these newcomers are still alive and kicking!"

Letting go of the woman who was wantonly abused by them, several immortals slowly walked towards the prison where Chang Wei was imprisoned.

Their gazes fell on Chang Wei, and they laughed coyly.

"The physique is very strong, his seed survival rate should be higher?"

"You still have the mood to scold us now, but after a while, you probably won't have the strength to scold us."

A fairy stretched out his hand, and the cold short stick in his hand pierced through the restraint and fell on Chang Wei's neck. He used the stick to forcefully support Chang Wei's head and looked around: "Look, they used to be as lively as you, It's not just being obedient like a dog."

Chang Wei grabbed the short stick with a fierce light in his eyes, but soon, Chang Wei let go of his hand abruptly.

He had to be patient, and he couldn't cause trouble at such a critical moment, causing the next action to fall short.

Outside the prison, the immortals took back their short sticks, concealed the anger in their eyes, and said grimly: "Wait until you come back, and see if I don't take care of you."

Immediately, he left swaggeringly with a few people.

He also has concerns.

In order to ensure the pregnancy rate of the half-immortal and the health of the babies born, the few people sent in will be ordered by the city lord to take them up for sperm extraction.

If he was beaten to a half-mutilation and missed the important event of conception, it would be difficult for the city lord to explain.

"Boom—"

With a loud bang, the heavy door was closed by the fairy clan, and the whole dungeon was plunged into darkness.

After a long time, a clean and deep voice sounded in the empty dungeon: "Do you want to go out?"

Silence, what responded to him was endless silence.

Chu Zeming got up slowly, and looked at the people in the prison—they had lost hope of life long ago, but they couldn't see the end of death, and could only live here numbly. There was no expression of joy, just looking at him calmly, with sadness and despair written in his eyes.

Chu Zeming's heart suddenly ached.

When a person stays in the dark for too long, the instinctive reaction to the first ray of light is resistance and rejection.

Chang Wei, Xuan Mo, and Ling Tian also saw everyone's reaction in their eyes, and couldn't help but quietly touched tears, feeling a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

Chu Zeming withdrew his gaze, said no more, just returned to the original spot, and sat down cross-legged.

Chu Zeming's five senses are extraordinary, so as early as the moment he entered the city, he felt something extra in his body, and after looking inside, he really found this thing lurking in his body.

It didn't seem to be dangerous, and it didn't have any effect on Chu Zeming's body.But there was something extra on his body, like a big knife hanging on his head, if he didn't remove it, Chu Zeming's heart would be uneasy after all.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, Chu Zeming began to search meticulously, trying to catch that ray of normal.

He had sucked Ji Yan's normal thread before, and his body knew the essence of this power, so he was very excited now.

What's more, this normal line is very non-aggressive, or in other words, there is no attack command to trigger it.

The thin red thread swims in Chu Zeming's veins like a snake, and behind it, the golden light is like a shooting star, and the normal thread is driven by it to the dantian.

The surrounding spiritual power is overflowing, like misty mist.

The normal line was overjoyed immediately, it had no consciousness, it was running and avoiding only by instinct, and when it saw the spiritual power of so many monks, it also instinctively showed greedy emotions.

Fei rushed forward, and before he could take a breath of this powerful spiritual power, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

In the next moment, the dense spiritual power in the dantian dissipated, revealing the power hidden behind the spiritual power——dark, deep, exuding vicissitudes, mystery, and destructive aura.

And at the center of this incredibly powerful force, guarded by a golden Nascent Soul with delicate features.

Normal wanted to escape, but before he could turn around, Yuan Ying grabbed him with his small hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hiccup~~"

Showing a satisfied smile humanely, Yuanying raised his head and looked towards the void.

At the same time, Chu Zeming also opened his eyes.

"It has devoured so much Yuelian's power, it is really strong..."

After Chu Zeming sighed, he stood up and walked to the prison door.

Crouching down, Chu Zeming began to draw the formation with his own blood.

This is the way to break the ban on the fairy clan.

Fortunately, these... Yue Lian had taught him.

After half a stick of incense, the restriction of the cell suddenly disappeared, and with a soft sound of "Pa-ta--", the cell door made of black iron was gently opened.

The young man in red came out of the cell.

"Da da da--"

The sound of the boots tapping on the ground is like a beautiful song of hope in the dark, tapping on the hearts of everyone who has experienced too much suffering and torture.

At this moment, the eyes of the people in the dungeon widened, and they all lay down at the door of the prison, with madness and joy in their eyes, and tears flowed down their dirty cheeks involuntarily.

Chu Zeming's open eyebrows softened, he looked at his compatriots in the dungeon, raised his index finger to his lips, and said softly, "Shh, I'll take everyone away."

Tears burst again, and they in the prison desperately covered their mouths to prevent themselves from choking.