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

Chu Zeming couldn't stand it anymore, and left Zangshu Pavilion with a dark face.

On the first day of traveling to another world, nothing good happened. Chu Zeming felt as if he had eaten 1 dead children, and his air pressure was frighteningly low.

On the way back to the mansion, none of the disciples dared to say hello to Chu Zeming, but when he passed by, they turned their heads and whispered to the people around them.

"Eldest brother is in a bad mood..."

"Recently, the head of the sect has accepted a new disciple, and even held an introductory ceremony specially for him. The elder brother may not be happy, so that's why he has a dark face."

"No way, no way? Senior brother can't really be this small, can he?"

"Today, I saw the younger brother's entry in the dojo, and saw the senior brother standing in the crowd and glaring at the younger brother, looking like he wanted to kill him... Then he flung his sleeves and left angrily."

"Tsk."

Chu Zeming looked over.

The two disciples who were talking quietly shut up immediately, looked up at the sky and whistled, pretending not to talk behind their backs.

Chu Zeming turned his head with a cold face.

Back at the mansion, Chu Zeming waved his sleeves and once again isolated himself from this miserable Ji Wen world.

At the same time, among the disciples of the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qing Dynasty, there began to be rumors that Senior Brother Chu fell out of favor, was depressed, and spread his rumors about the mansion all day long, which were well-founded.

However, Chu Zeming, who doesn't hear what's going on outside the window and only thinks about being a caveman, can't hear these things.

After two days of self-isolation, Chu Zeming, the former campus benchmark and model student, finally accepted the fact that he has become an illiterate. In order to get familiar with this body as soon as possible, Chu Zeming started to get up early and do morning exercises in the back mountain bamboo forest.

His natal magic weapon is a long sword, the blade is crystal clear, showing a faint red color, radiant and very beautiful.Unlike the silver-like wax spearheads in the hands of the acrobatic troupe I've seen before, this sword is a real murder weapon, stained with blood.

The blade of the sword is cold and radiant, and Chu Zeming is holding the sword, and his whole body is extraordinary.Suddenly, there was a wave of breath in the air not far away.

Chu Zeming suddenly had a thought, looked to the side sharply, and struck out with a sword——

The surrounding air was almost stagnant.

In the next second, there was an exclamation, and two figures appeared in the direction Chu Zeming was pointing.

"Brother, don't—"

Ning Weiyu opened his arms to block Yue Lian's body, his eyes were closed, his face turned pale.

Seeing this, Chu Zeming quickly withdrew his sword, and the moment the awe-inspiring and sharp sword energy touched Ning Weiyu's face, it dissipated instantly.

"What are you doing here?" Chu Zeming's tone was not very good, although he tried his best to control himself to be kind.

His eyes swept over the two of them, and Chu Zeming was taken aback.

Immediately, his gaze involuntarily fell on Yue Lian standing behind Ning Weiyu——

The young man in white has an excellent appearance, beautiful but not glamorous, his eyes are crystal clear, like the purest holy lake in the world, he stood there quietly, as if he had just been frightened, his ruddy and tender lips parted slightly, which made people unable to help Want to pick... the young man already exudes a charm that cannot be ignored just by standing.

Chu Zeming stared at Yue Lian, his heart beating faster and faster.

His reason is clamoring, wake up, this man is as tall as you, has an Adam's apple, and Chirp under his pants may be bigger than you, what are you thinking? !

But his emotions were like a volcano erupting out of control, all the cells in Chu Zeming's body were screaming, and he was so excited that he was about to pass out on the spot.

Yue Lian stood quietly behind Ning Weiyu, looking back at Chu Zeming affectionately.

The so-called never forgetting, there must be echoes is nothing more than that, right?

Ning Wei Yugang was out of danger, there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, he was about to speak, when he looked up, he saw the senior brother staring at his back——

Ning Weiyu suddenly regretted that he couldn't help Junior Brother Yue Lian's pleading, and brought him to watch Senior Brother practice sword.If he hadn't stepped forward with the sword just now, I'm afraid the junior brother would have met with misfortune today.

Thinking of this, Ning Weiyu was afraid for a while, he stood up, blocked Chu Zeming's line of sight, and explained word by word: "Elder brother, younger brother admires you, please beg me to bring him to see you, if you disturb the elder brother Practicing swords, Wei Yu will take my junior brother away."

Chu Zeming's face was ugly.

Holding the sword in one hand and covering his heart with the other, he raised his head and gave Ning Weiyu a slanting look, and said coldly, "Take him and get out of here, and don't appear in my sight."

Ning Weiyu's heart trembled.

The elder brother is very talented, arrogant and not very kind to people.But since the junior brother entered the teacher's school, he became more and more bad-tempered day by day.Glancing at the senior brother whose face was as black as the bottom of the pot, Ning Weiyu's heart trembled, and he grabbed the hand of the junior brother beside him and was about to leave.

Yue Lian lowered her head, looked at the position Ning Weiyu was holding, and couldn't help frowning her pretty brows, then withdrew her hand, and then—the clear voice of nature, like a jade spring in a mountain stream, sounded from the bamboo forest: "Second senior brother, men and women Don't, don't touch Lian'er, it's against the rules."

Ning Weiyu shook his head slightly.

Junior brother's voice is really nice.

Chu Zeming clutched Xiao Lu's beating heart, his face was as black as coal.

——This heart-wrenching aura of heartthrob.

Ning Weiyu shivered from the cold surrounding the low air pressure.Glancing at the elder brother who said "If you don't get out, I'll hit someone" all over his face, Ning Weiyu hurriedly coaxed him in a low voice: "Little brother, elder brother doesn't like you, it's not like you didn't hear me when you asked me to get you out just now. "

Yue Lian was taken aback.

Senior brother doesn't like himself?

Is there?

Yue Lian lowered her eyes and began to meditate.

After pondering for a while, Yue Lian raised her head, stared at Chu Zeming lightly, and said slowly: "Second senior brother, you are so wrong. Senior brother likes me, he fell in love with me at first sight, and I can feel his longing for my body. "

The voice is sonorous and powerful.

A mouthful of old blood almost spewed out from Chu Zeming's chest.

——Damn gay, take your life!

The glazed sword in his hand sensed the master's sudden emotion, and the blade trembled.Chu Zeming raised his hand slowly, closed his eyes, and pointed the Glazed Sword at Yue Lian.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became several degrees colder, and killing intent was everywhere.

In the next second, the Glazed Light Sword was about to fly to the forehead of this flat-chested, narcissistic, gay guy!

Ning Weiyu was shocked, disregarding Yuelian's beautiful eyes, and forcibly dragged him away from the bamboo forest in a hurry.

When the figures of the two people finally disappeared completely, Chu Zeming dragged his long sword to the nearby stone and sat down to meditate and adjust his breath.

——I was so angry that my blood flowed back, my meridians were not smooth, and my heart was beating non-stop, now I feel a little uncomfortable.

I meditated and adjusted my breath for a long time.

Finally feel better.

Chu Zeming put away his sword, got up and walked out of the bamboo forest.

The disciples of Haoran Sect of the Nine Qing Dynasty are like clouds, good and bad are mixed, this also causes some disciples to practice fast and can master it by themselves, while some disciples cannot rely on themselves and need advice.

And the morning classes of the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings are set up for the latter, and the inner disciples with higher cultivation levels will explain the Taoism to the younger brothers and younger sisters and answer their doubts.

It was three poles in the sun, and it was the end of the morning class. The black-haired young man wearing a hair crown and full of book breath was lowering his head and meticulously tidying up the lecture scriptures on his desk.

Suddenly, a cold and hoarse voice sounded from outside the hall.

"Xuanmo."

Xuan Mo raised his head to follow the prestige, and saw a handsome and flamboyant man in white leaning against the door.

Xuan Mo stopped his movements, "Big, big brother?"

Chu Zeming avoided the crowd of disciples who came out and entered the main hall. With a "snap", he put his hands on the teaching table, lowered his head and stared at the knowledgeable and honest sixth junior brother in front of him, and said very kindly: "Are you free, accompany me?" Brother, go to the Library Pavilion?"

Xuan Mo was stunned.

How come the senior brother who has always been alone, with eyes above the top, came to ask him to go to the library together, and wanted to refuse, but facing the awe-inspiring momentum, Xuan Mo's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to say it.

"Yes, Big Brother."

After Xuan Mo packed the things and put them in his bookcase, he quietly followed Chu Zeming, not daring to show his air, very humble and respectful.

Chu Zeming flicked his sleeves, feeling very satisfied.

This is the treatment that a big brother deserves.

What happened to those weird younger brothers and sisters before.

Xuan Mo is a well-behaved person and never talks too much. If Chu Zeming wants to read but can't read, the first thing he thinks of is Xuan Mo.

Entering the Library Pavilion, Chu Zeming took out the book that he hadn't finished reading last time.

"Xuan Mo, have you read this book? Tell me what's in it, it's too thick, brother, I don't want to read it."

Xuan Mo took the ancient book tremblingly, and asked curiously: "The Chronicle of the Xuanyu Continent...Brother, why are you interested in history recently?"

Chu Zeming smiled without saying a word.

Eyebrows are sharp and bright, but...a bit scary—as if warning Xuan Mo, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked.

"I...I'll tell the elder brother right now." Xuan Mo took a deep breath, put away the small bookcase on his back, sat down in front of Chu Zeming politely, opened the book, and began to explain it fearfully.

"Since there are written records, Xuanyu Continent has a history of 450 billion years..."

Chu Zeming listened very seriously, and his slumped face finally returned to normal.

With Xuan Mo's explanation, Chu Zeming's understanding of this world gradually deepened, but it was far from enough.In the next few days, Chu Zeming placed piles of books in front of Xuan Mo.

Miscellaneous, everything.

But most of them are some practice books.

No matter how much Xuan Mo likes to read, after several days of high-intensity input, he felt a little nauseous when he saw the book.

Chu Zeming picked a book and threw it to Xuan Mo, and said concisely: "Read this book."

Xuan Mo covered his mouth that wanted to vomit, wanting to cry without tears: "Senior brother, can you be yourself... This is the most, the simplest way to practice..."

Chu Zeming frowned, and looked at Xuan Mo.

The gorgeous eyebrows and eyes suddenly showed their sharpness.

Xuan Mo took a deep breath, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, I will read!"

Seeing Xuan Mo who was obedient and walking on thin ice, Chu Zeming showed a satisfied smile on his face.

——On the fourth day in this miserable world of homosexuality, the male protagonist who passed through books and upgraded from Dianjia finally succeeded in recovering the No.1 younger brother under his command with his own personality charm.