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

Blocked by Chu Zeming, the villain Yue Lian complained first: "Brother, he doesn't want to follow you, saying that Xuan Mo begged him. I don't think this kind of person deserves to stay by your side, so we can drive him away."

Ling Tian's skin is very thin, and the roots of his ears are getting redder. This time, it's not for any other reason, it's just because of being overwhelmed.

"Who told you that I don't want to be with...by his side! Don't talk nonsense!"

Yue Lian let out a groan, poked half of her head out from behind Chu Zeming, and stared at Ling Tian steadfastly, "But you just said that Xuan Mo begged you, and I recorded it with the magic spirit stone."

After all, there was a small crystal clear stone in Yue Lian's hand. He lowered his head and fiddled with it, and the phantom spirit stone made a Lingtian voice, repeating the same sentence over and over again - "Xuan Mo begged me to come ...Xuan Mo begged me to come..."

Ling Tian was immediately annoyed.

This bastard even recorded it with the phantom spirit stone, is he deliberately targeting himself!

Wielding the sledgehammer, Ling Tian's eyes were horrified, "Eldest brother, give way, the elder brother is the father, I want to teach the younger brother a lesson."

Yue Lian threw away the phantom spirit stone, put her arms around Chu Zeming and hid behind him, shouting, "I'm so scared, I'm so scared!"

Chu Zeming glanced at Ling Tian, ​​and scolded, "Put away your hammer."

Ling Tian felt aggrieved immediately.

However, in the next second, Ling Tian was happy again.

Because Chu Zeming then said: "Let me come, I have experience, and the realm is higher than yours, and it hurts more to beat people."

After finishing speaking, Chu Zeming glanced at the hands tightly clasping his waist, exhaled slightly, then turned his head and looked at Yue Lian seriously.

Yue Lian withdrew her hand abruptly, looked up at the sky with a haha ​​smile, and shouted in a serious manner: "The weather is so nice, so it's time for us to go to the next treasure hunting spot."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

As soon as he took half a step, he was grabbed by someone from behind.

After being beaten up by Fatty, Yue Lian moved to Chu Zeming's side with half of her eyes swollen, and asked, "How much favorability is left now?"

Chu Zeming raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Zero."

Yue Lian let out a wail, and became wilted.

Out of nowhere, Chu Zeming wanted to laugh.Clenching his fists and coughing to cover up the slightly raised corners of his mouth, Chu Zeming said calmly, "Let's go, go elsewhere and see if there is anything else."

In the Northern Wilderness Secret Realm.

The group of four finally met and continued the next treasure hunt.

In the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings, Chang Wei finally ended his retreat.

He put on his sun protection suit, opened his small bamboo house, walked out in a good mood, and knocked on Chu Zeming's room, "Brother Chu, are you there?"

With a "creak—" the door was opened from the inside, and there was a strange disciple wearing the uniform of a sect servant.

He stared at Chang Wei strangely: "Brother Chu, this is my room. Who are you? You dress weirdly."

Chang Wei was startled, with a vague premonition in his heart, he hurriedly asked: "Chu Zeming, your big brother, where has he moved now?"

The servant was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Eldest brother...he left...it's been a long time. After the elder brother left, many senior brothers in the sect also left."

The name of the United Grand Competition Jiuqing Haoranzong has been beaten, and the last scroll has four people on the list at a time, so many sects are willing to accept disciples who have left from the Jiuqing Haoranzong—after all, they work hard and make progress. Also very flexible.But there are also things that cause headaches for the sects, that is, they don't seem to obey the discipline.

Chang Wei stood there in shock, stunned for a while, then rushed to Yue Lian's mansion in a panic.

Undoubtedly, empty...

Chang Wei desperately sought out Ling Tian, ​​Xuan Mo, and Wu Qi, some familiar friends, but they all left!

Chang Wei suddenly wanted to cry.

——Brother Chu and the others... left Chang Wei behind.

Back at the small bamboo house, Chang Wei began to tidy up his own things and some beauty ointments he made in retreat. Since everyone has left, there is no need for him to stay here.

Ling Yunzi hurried over when he heard the news that Chang Wei was leaving.

Looking at the bamboo house that had been vacated and Chang Wei who wrapped himself up tightly, Ling Yunzi asked dryly: "Can... stay?"

In just over a month, Ling Yunzi seemed to have aged several decades, and his black hair had also turned grey.

Without the aloof and indifferent look of his past master, he looked at the only outstanding genius disciple left in the sect, and said humbly: "Chang Wei, I was wrong before, and I regret it. May I beg you to stay?" ?”

Chang Wei glanced at Ling Yunzi, didn't say anything, and flew past Ling Yunzi towards the distance, and answered with practical actions.

Chang Wei didn't have any sense of belonging to the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings, so he left very simply.

Looking at Chang Wei's figure disappearing into the sky, Ling Yunzi couldn't help shaking. He reluctantly held on to the door frame, and once again remembered what Chu Zeming had said to him - the sect would be destroyed in his hands one day.

Yes.

A prophecy.

Zongmen...

It was really ruined in his hands.

Not far away, Elder Qin sighed, looked at a certain place in the void, and murmured: "Master Ling, Young Master Ling has done something wrong. This old man can't keep this sect anymore... I'm afraid I will promise you something." It can't be done." After saying that, Elder Qin closed his eyes, then turned and left cruelly.

Chang Wei has always been a lone wolf, wandering and fighting alone, and has never had any partners.Life is as smooth as water, not happy, but not necessarily happy.But... the short days he spent with Chu Zeming and the others in the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qing Dynasty were indeed his happiest and most relaxed time.

Another monster was killed, and Chang Wei dug out its inner alchemy.

Sitting on the huge body of the dead monster, Chang Wei looked at the bright moonlight and the deserted surroundings, and heaved a long sigh——

"Brother Chu, Lian'er, Xuan Mo, Ling Tian... where are you?"

Taking out a delicate handkerchief, he wiped off the blood stained on his hands. Looking at his white and tender hands, Chang Wei recalled the scene when Chu Zeming taught him how to maintain skin care, and couldn't help crying secretly.

In fact, when Big Brother Chu asked him when he was leaving in Candle Dragon Valley back then, it wasn't that he was reluctant to part with Lian'er.

He just...wanted to be with his buddies.

After absorbing the inner alchemy of the monster, Chang Wei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and made a hunk's wish to the moonlight: If he can find Big Brother Chu and the others, Chang Wei will be single for the rest of his life.

Sighed again.

Chang Wei took the knife and continued to cut the monster meat under him.

These are all good things. The meat contains rich spiritual power. After eating, it is extremely beneficial to the monk's body and cannot be wasted.

Chu Zeming didn't know that Chang Wei, who was far away in the sky, was walking alone among the beasts in the jungle, missing them alone. At this time, he, Xuan Mo and others were standing under a huge tree full of spiritual fruits. It's very strange, long tassel-like tassels hang down from the tree, and the lavender spiritual fruit hangs on the lower end of the tassel tassels.

Purple phantom fruit.

A rare holy fruit in the world of comprehension.

Every time you eat one, you can increase the monk's skill by one Jiazi.

There are at least forty or fifty purple ghost fruits in this tree.

However, it is not only Chu Zeming and others who have taken a fancy to Ziyou Lingguo.Opposite them stood dozens of monks wearing green shirts with cloud patterns embroidered on their cuffs.

Chu Zeming couldn't tell what kind of sect this was, but they were obviously not easy to mess with - because these dozens of disciples had seven or eight Nascent Soul Stages!

Six of them were in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and the other three, Chu Zeming couldn't see the state, so they must be above the stage of the early stage of Nascent Soul.Among them, the handsome man with two strands of pale golden hair hanging down his cheeks was especially scary.

Chu Zeming glanced at him, guessing in his heart that this person might be the peak strength of the Nascent Soul Stage.

This is the real formidable enemy.

This is the opponent who is not easy to mess with.

Fu Hongchen and Gu Yingnan...compared with this person, they are not enough.

Glancing at Chu Zeming indifferently, the man with two strands of pale golden hair spoke first: "Get lost, this place belongs to us."

Xuan Mo held the Wordless Heavenly Book with a cold expression on his face, "Why? We discovered this place first."

The man gave Xuan Mo a look of disdain as if looking at an ant, and said, "Just because you are too weak, you are not qualified to enjoy the purple ghost fruit."

After all, a powerful coercion spread from his body.

Sure enough, it was the peak strength of the Nascent Soul Stage!

Xuan Mo gritted his teeth, trying not to let himself kneel down, his eyes became extremely dark, and he said in a low voice: "Brother, shall we let us go?"

Chu Zeming looked at the extremely arrogant man, and smiled coldly: "Why do you let me go?"

"Why let it go? Naturally, it's because you can't beat me." The man's tone was unusually calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant fact.

But it was surprisingly uncomfortable.

"It's so annoying, I'm not as proud as you." Yue Lian's low voice came from behind.

Sensing the person beside him slowly taking a step forward, Chu Zeming immediately stretched out his hand to grab Yue Lian.

"do not move."

Yue Lian didn't need to do anything.

He, Chu Zeming, is not a waste who needs Yue Lian to escort and protect him all the way.

Looking at the white and slender hand holding her wrist, Yue Lian's anger was extinguished in an instant.

Xuan Mo also scolded in a low voice, "You are sick, and you think you can make your opponent surrender with your face? Be careful of being beaten and disabled, and return it to me quickly."

After all, Xuan Mo directly pulled Yue Lian behind the three of them.

Hate it, hate it, since the four of them will support each other in the future, naturally they still have to protect the most delicious rookie.

The blond man glanced at the magic weapon in his hand, looked at the three of him hostilely, sneered, and said slowly: "You can't do what you can. Naturally, let's fight and see who is the purple ghost fruit tree!" ultimate owner of the

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand slowly, and the golden light ball containing the power of destruction slowly condensed in his hand.

Chu Zeming looked at the ball of light in his hand, and suddenly smiled, "Silly, I can't beat you, whoever wants to fight you."

The man's complexion moved slightly, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He turned his head and saw a small man in white riding a white gate descending from the sky. The gate was so big that it covered the whole purple phantom fruit tree.

In the blink of an eye, the purple ghost fruit was sucked away by the door.

The man was shocked.

What kind of secret treasure is this!

How could he still devour the entire purple ghost tree!

Turning his head suddenly, he saw the flamboyant and beautiful young man in black shirt showing a provocative smile at him, and in the next second, he led the four of them and disappeared in place instantly!