The villain's junior brother turned out to have a crush on me

Although the cultivators have long since had bigu and do not need to eat ordinary food, but perhaps the atmosphere is so good, everyone is happy to eat to the full, stroking their chubby bellies, lying comfortably on the green grassy hillside down.

The cool breeze is blowing, the fragrance of flowers is blowing, and the beautiful and quiet environment is so comfortable that people forget that this Taixu Secret Realm is actually a place where dangers lurk everywhere.

"Hee hee, welcome to the Nightmare Corridor~"

The immature child's voice rang in the ears, and the drowsy people were shocked, and then they were shocked to find that all of them had been transferred to another space, where the light was dim, and there were clusters of faint blue flames dancing in the midair, two heads A goblin with horns stood in front of them, with his hips akimbo and a grinning expression on his face.

The disciples were taken aback and asked in shock, "W-what is this place?"

"Why did the surroundings become like this in the blink of an eye!?"

"What kind of monsters are you, don't recruit them quickly!"

"We are not monsters, but elves." The two elves said earnestly, "Don't be afraid, this is a good place. We are responsible for guarding the gold treasure house. As long as you can complete the challenge, the gold, silver, spirit stones, magic weapons, and elixir in the treasure house will be free." You can pick whatever you want!"

The disciples were not happy at all when they heard this. It is impossible for the pie to fall in vain. The challenge that the elf said must not be so easy to complete.

"Nightmare Corridor" or something, it sounds scary, okay?

"Actually, this task is not difficult!" The two elves seemed to be able to guess what they were thinking from the expressions of the disciples, and they smiled and stepped aside, revealing a long and deep road behind them. There are many hidden weapon traps in the corridor, but they are all a piece of cake for you, as long as you get to the end of the corridor, the challenge will be considered successful!"

As the elf said, he opened some traps for the disciples to see. Sure enough, those traps are relatively common, such as machine crossbows, chain flaps, and hanging stones. Although they are thrilling to look at, all the people present are monks, and their reactions are more than ordinary people. It is much more flexible, and it is not difficult to pass.

Some disciples couldn't help but quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Meng Chen looked at the long corridor and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Are there any additional conditions for the challenge?"

Hearing this, the elf looked at Meng Chen and smiled again: "This beauty is not only good-looking, but also very smart! That's right, the condition is that two people must enter the corridor at the same time, and one of them must Bind your hands, blindfold your eyes, and lock your spiritual power. Only when both of you successfully reach the finish line can the challenge be considered successful!"

As soon as this condition came out, the disciples exploded one after another:

"Lock the spiritual power? Wouldn't that make you an ordinary person? Are you kidding me? Absolutely not!"

"Don't talk about locking the spiritual power, even if you don't lock it, what else can you do after you tie your hands and cover your eyes? Isn't it death if you go in?"

"Exactly. What kind of hellish challenge is this, it's impossible to complete!"

The two elves shook their heads: "As we said, two people go in together, and only one person needs to tie his hands, blindfold his eyes, and lock his spiritual power. So, it's fine for the other person to bring his companion there."

The disciples certainly understand this truth, but the problem is——

Who wants to be the one who locks spiritual power?

In other words, who wants to let himself be slaughtered and put his life in the hands of another person?

Even if they were brothers from the same school, even if they sat and chatted happily just now, when Jean fully trusted each other, everyone hesitated and remained silent.

The atmosphere was momentarily silent to the point of embarrassment.

However, Meng Chen realized that this challenge was actually the same as the deep well he fell into with Pei Yuze when he entered the secret realm last time.

Taixuanzong not only paid attention to the improvement of martial arts cultivation, but also paid special attention to the training of spiritual will in cultivating disciples. The trust and mutual assistance between fellow disciples is also very important.The purpose of this so-called "Nightmare Corridor" is here.

Most of the disciples present had not experienced the secret test ten years ago, and could not understand the true meaning behind it. Even if Meng Chen told them, they would still have doubts.Things are now, only if someone sets an example in person, the people behind will know how to do it.

So he tapped Xue Lang's arm and asked, "Shall we go first?"

Xue Lang had no objection, he stepped forward and stretched out his arms to the elf, and said cheerfully, "Tie it up."

The two elves looked at Xue Lang and then at Meng Chen, and said, "If you are in a group, you have to tie another beauty."

Xue Lang was refreshing to tie himself up, and immediately exploded when he heard that Meng Chen was going to be tied up: "Why!?"

Elf: "The beauty is too strong. If he takes you through the level, it will not be challenging at all."

"Where do you come from for so many demands!" Xue Lang said violently, "If you want to tie me up, tie me up, if you don't agree, then—"

"Then tie me up." Meng Chen interrupted him, and offered his hand.

Speaking of it, what he hated the most in his past life was being involuntary and controlled by others.Strength and cultivation are the only things that can give him a sense of security. Locking up spiritual power has precisely stepped on his bottom line. If it were someone else, he would definitely not agree.

But if the opponent was Xue Lang, this condition would not be so unbearable.

He turned his head and asked the young man beside him: "You won't leave me halfway and run for your own life, will you?"

He had a smile in his eyes, and his tone was obviously joking, but Xue Lang looked at him fixedly, and answered very seriously: "I won't."

An elf took a black cloth strip and tied Meng Chen's two wrists together.The moment the cloth strip was tied, Meng Chen noticed that the spiritual power in his body had completely disappeared.The feeling of déjà vu made him unable to restrain the trembling and panic in his heart, and just as the negative emotions were getting stronger and stronger, Xue Lang beside him said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you tied so tightly? Didn’t you see all the marks?”

The elf glanced at him, seemed to think that this man was very annoying, rolled his eyes and ignored him, and took a black cloth strip to cover Meng Chen's eyes.

Xue Lang: "Tsk, did you hear what I said? I asked you to tie it lightly, did you hear—"

Hearing the familiar voice next to his ears, Meng Chen's rapid heartbeat slowly returned to normal, and the anxiety and panic in his heart suddenly calmed down. He even felt a little inexplicably wanting to laugh when he heard the boy's out of breath voice.

Ignoring Xue Lang's nagging, the elf made a "please" gesture after tying it up, indicating that they could start.The other disciples were also very nervous, and they all said to the side: "Xue Lang, Brother Meng, you must be careful!"

Xue Lang walked up to Meng Chen, held his hand carefully, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid. I will definitely take you there."

The young man's eyes were covered with a finger-wide strip of black cloth, revealing the lower half of his face, which was handsome and elegant. Hearing this, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he nodded, "Okay."

Xue Lang led him to the entrance of the corridor, carefully observing the ground.He also dabbled in tricks, and quickly identified several small traps. He stepped on each step to make sure it was safe, and then turned around and told Meng Chen how to go.

The two of them advanced smoothly for a distance of three to four meters. Then when Xue Lang stepped on a piece of ground that looked completely normal, the air froze for a moment, and countless silver needles suddenly shot out from the walls on both sides!

Xue Lang cursed secretly, and couldn't care about anything else, let go of Meng Chen's hand and put his arms around his waist, hugged him tightly and flew up, leaping a few steps in the air to avoid the hidden weapon.

The disciples outside the long corridor were also terrified. They patted their chests and let out a sigh of relief when they saw the two of them fell back to the ground safely.

After landing, Xue Lang first went to check Meng Chen's condition: "Aren't you injured?"

"No."

"Are you scared?"

Meng Chen paused slightly.

In fact, with his realm and cultivation base, he has experienced countless thrilling and dangerous scenes, and it is impossible for this small hidden weapon to scare him no matter what.Over the years, he has also been used to the status of senior brother, senior, and protector. Everyone trusts and relies on him, but no one has ever asked him "have you been scared?"

But the young man asked, and the question was very serious. He didn't intend to ridicule and provoke him, but he was genuinely worried about him.

So Meng Chen also answered seriously: "No."

This is the truth.The young man's arms were not considered thick, but they were steady and powerful. For the first time in all these years, Meng Chen allowed himself to be held in someone's arms, and used his back to block the stabbing arrows for him.

It was just now that he discovered that Xue Lang's embrace was the second place where he felt at ease besides his cultivation.

Xue Lang felt relieved, did not let go of his waist, hugged him tightly and walked forward.Seen from the back, the two of them are very intimate, almost ambiguous, but Xue Lang has no intention of thinking about other things. Not even a little skin!

On the road behind, traps such as flaps and rolling stones appeared one after another, and Xue Lang led Meng Chen to avoid them without any risk.The remaining distance became shorter and shorter, and finally, after avoiding a hanging stone, the two successfully reached the end of the corridor.

The disciples outside looked like they had cleared the level, jumping and shouting excitedly, and clapping each other excitedly, but at this moment, only a dull sound was heard, and the top of the wall of the entire corridor suddenly turned over. Densely covered with sharp knives, the tips of the knives pointing down, flashing a frightening cold light, slowly pressing down to the ground!

The hearts of all the disciples frightened by this accident stopped: "Be careful——!"

Xue Lang immediately raised his hand to the sky and struck out several palms one after another. The power contained in them was fierce and thick, which should not be underestimated.Xue Lang didn't believe in evil, and mobilized all his strength to hit a few more palms again, but it was still like a rock sinking into the sea. The top of the wall full of knives was falling at a constant speed, without any sign of stopping!

Cold sweat dripped from Xue Lang's forehead, but he didn't lose his temper. He calmly tried all the methods he could think of.Seeing that the dense knife points had landed on the top of the two of them, and they were about to poke them into a sieve, he had nothing to do, and he couldn't care less about other things, so he pushed Meng Chen to the ground, and used his back to hold him tightly. protected him.

"Xue Lang!!"

"Brother Meng!!"

The pupils' eyes were tearing apart, seeing that countless knives were about to be inserted into Xue Lang's back, but the wall covered with sharp knives stopped abruptly, and then disappeared inexplicably.

"Congratulations to you two for successfully challenging the challenge!"

Two elves appeared out of nowhere, smiling and clapping.The disciples regained their senses from the horror and despair, and all of them felt their legs go weak, and their eye sockets felt a little sore for a while.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Xue Lang's back. He breathed a sigh of relief, cursing inwardly that the Great Void Secret Realm was really exciting, and propping his arms on the ground, he slowly raised himself up.

It was just a critical moment, a moment of life and death, and he was so preoccupied with how to keep Meng Chen alive that he had no time to think about anything else.

But it's different now.

He stood up and wanted to pull Meng Chen up, but suddenly found that the scene in front of him made him a little dizzy.

Meng Chen lay under him, probably also infected by the tense atmosphere just now, his hands bound by the black cloth tightly grasped the collar of his chest, and his cool fingertips lightly pressed against the skin of his neck.

His hair was pitch black, his eyes were covered with black cloth strips, and he was wearing a black coat. The extremely pure black color set off his skin into a dazzling white.

Except for one place.

Xue Lang's brain buzzed, he swallowed uncontrollably, and moved his gaze to Meng Chen's lips.

The color of the lips was a little pale, but against the black and white background, it became more vivid, like a lovesickness falling in the snow——

Red is maddening.