Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

Hongjianzong went to battle and the Tianjiao were getting ready in the main hall. According to Hongjianzong's current strength and status, it no longer needed to rely on Tianjiao's battle to become famous.

However, there are many young geniuses among Tianjiao who are arrogant and arrogant. If they are only under the admonition of the elders, they will inevitably be arrogant and do not understand the specific differences. .

And the Tianjiao of Hongjianzong is without exception the first class.

Duo Yao came in a little haste, and the corners of his fluttering clothes were flying in the air. Lian Heng walked towards him with a smile on his face. Just as he was about to look up, a layer of white gauze suddenly fell from his vision, and it fell down soundlessly. Blocked some light.

Duo Yao: "...?"

Lian Heng withdrew his hand, restrained his smile and said seriously: "It's not that senior brother is meddlesome, it's that junior brother's face is too prosperous and his temperament is different from others. As many as a hundred, and the number of people at the scene will be more than ten times, if we don't cover up this aspect, I'm afraid it will bring back a lot of love."

Duo Yao stretched out his hand to take down the curtain fence, and said helplessly, "Brother, I'm a monk, what do I bring these mortal things for? If I really want to cover them up, there are countless magic tricks for disguise."

Lian Heng was silent for a moment, and of course he couldn't say what he had forgotten for a while, so he laughed a little and teased: "Isn't this Muli suitable for you? Junior brother's white clothes are always cold, wearing a curtain will not look so different."

Duo Yao's eyes moved lightly and he only glanced at him quietly, holding the curtain that Lian Heng brought up in a surprise attack just now in his hand. A bit ethereal, giving people a fragile feeling that the wind blows away.

Seeing this scene, Lian Heng's heart skipped a beat, but he was not as quick as the other person.

Mang Song didn't know when he came to Duo Yao's side, frowned, snatched the curtain fence and threw it into Lian Heng's arms, said dissatisfied: "Don't listen to senior brother's nonsense, he must have forgotten it. Junior brother Fenghua Wushuang doesn't need to cover it up deliberately, Be upright and upright without fear of others' eyes, if someone really doesn't know what to do with his sword."

Although Lian Heng was slapped hard, he didn't get angry, and said with a smile: "It's okay, when Hongjianzong asks too much, Junior Brother Mang Song will refuse them all, don't spread it on my head .”

Hongcang had no choice but to say: "Junior brother has his own decision in mind, you two should keep your mouths shut first."

Lian Heng turned his hand to put the curtain fence into the space, smiled and said nothing more.

Mang Song leaned in front of Duo Yao and said cheerfully: "Junior brother, this time the leader is always me, don't worry."

Duo Yao avoided Mang Song's approach with a slight tilt of his head, and the corners of his lips raised lightly, and his tone was gentle: "That's hard work, brother."

With Mang Song's current cultivation level, it's not his turn to be so troublesome in a Tianjiao battle, for whom Duoyao knows in his heart, and he will understand this kindness.

He glanced over those arrogances who were standing upright and tense, then paused, and asked in a low voice, "Where's Yan Shuo?"

Mang Song was taken aback for a moment, as if he just came to his senses, looked at the neatly lined up disciples behind, and asked Hong Geng, the leader, "Where's the boy?"

Hong Geng withdrew his gaze from Duo Yao, and replied, "I don't know."

Lian Heng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "No rush, he probably has something to delay."

The handsome face is always full of smiles. Lian Heng seems to like gray very much. He is still wearing a gray robe today. Lian Heng, who is neatly dressed without those red grays, always looks gentle and amiable with a smile on his face, but when he When he turned to look at his disciples, the tense expressions on the faces of the proud Tianjiao were a little more nervous.

"Hua Yan, come here." Lian Heng opened his eyes, and waved to the group of disciples with an unchanged smile.

Huayan's heart jumped slightly, and she stepped out of the team with some indescribable and complicated meaning.

"Master." Huayan called in a low voice.

Duo Yao remembered that this person named Huayan was the disciple Lian Heng wanted him to accept a long time ago. At that time, he was just a mortal who only dared to hide behind Lian Heng and peep his head to look at him quietly. One of the sixteen proud?

Lian Heng asked Huayan, who had grown much taller, to stand beside him, and smiled at Duo Yao: "Junior Brother should have an impression of him, I said at the beginning that his talent is not bad, and I can't go to this battle, so please take care of him." him."

Mang Song smiled on the sidelines: "I am the one you should entrust to me, and my junior will take care of everyone."

After the two of them stopped talking, Huayan nervously said, "Master Uncle."

Standing behind Hong Geng, Ling You silently looked at his master, he also wanted to be taken care of by his junior uncle.

Hongcang glared at him sullenly.

Brat, your master is not as thick-skinned as your second uncle!

Duo Yao nodded and responded: "I have made great progress, and my talent is good."

After a quick glance, Hua Yan had a clear idea of ​​the changes that had taken place compared to that year.

At that time, I thought he was born rather beautiful, but I didn't expect that when he grows up, he really looks like an extremely beautiful and enchanting evildoer. The peach blossom eyes are always drooping and can't block the charming beauty at the end of the eyes. red.He is clearly one of the arrogance, but he always has a sense of cowardice.

This kind of feeling will only make his already monstrous appearance attract many dirty monks who do not have his good intentions.

Yan Shuo's lips are also too red, but it gives people a different feeling. When they look up coldly, it will only make people feel cold.

However, this is also based on Duo Yao's speculation based on Yan Shuo's expressions towards others. The Yan Shuo he sees always has a smile on his lips and a gentle face.

Huayan was praised by Duo Yao, and she showed a little joy on her face, and the tails of her eyes were lightly lifted, which was unparalleled beauty.

He quietly glanced at the friar in white who had been thinking about him for a long time. He thought that his thoughts would stop there, but he found that he had another obsession.

He is really like a fairy.

Huayan sighed slightly in his heart, with complicated emotions.

"Master."

There was movement from the gate of the main hall, as soon as Yan Shuo entered the gate, he saw the master nodding and praising a person, who happened to be very familiar to him.

Yan Shuo's black eyes were dark and silent for an instant, the corners of his lips slowly raised and he spoke in a low voice.

The timing was so coincidental that the eyes of dozens of people in the main hall all fell on Yan Shuo in an instant, and Huayan's eyes were filled with inexplicable expressions.

There was an almost cold scrutiny in the depths of his eyes, and his eyes were patrolling Yan Shuo looking for something, which was obviously different from what he presented and the feeling in the eyes of outsiders.

Yan Shuo walked to Duo Yao's side, only looking at other people around him, he couldn't see him out of the corner of his eye, and said in a muffled voice, "Which peak is this junior brother from? Why have I never seen him before?"

He was still an old acquaintance, and he deliberately ignored the other person's existence, but he didn't expect this person to jump out by himself.

The bottom of Yan Shuo's dark eyes seems to be covered with a faint layer of blood, the few traces of red light are the only other color in the inky black that absorbs all light colors, but because of being mixed in it, it adds to the gloom.

He turned his head to Huayan and raised his lips with a smile, "It's the first time we meet, hello junior brother."

Huayan nodded hurriedly, then quickly retreated into the queue.

The moment he looked at each other, his whole body was so cold, as if his bones were filled with cold marrow, and even his breathing was tinged with ice.

This made him feel even more frightened than when he was caught by Renxiu when he was at his weakest. Sometimes fear has nothing to do with reason, but the trembling instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

The young man frightened him, even when he was smiling.

Yan Shuo just looked at it like this, and when he turned his eyes, the indifference was hidden, and his brows and eyes slightly drooped, only staring at Duo Yao.

Let's call that guy the main soul, and his separated consciousness is a split soul.

After all, the main soul was a rare supreme being in the world in his previous life, and the power in the divine soul was not something he could contend with at all. His subconscious resistance delayed the fusion of the two divine souls, but the side effect was like now.

He hated Huayan, hated it very much.

Seeing the other party is like seeing the bloody storms of the previous life through the other party. It seems that there is a bloody smell that has never faded from the previous life.

He couldn't think of the reason for those dazzling blood in his previous life, the blood all over his body, and the darkness in his eyes.

He didn't know what the most fundamental reason was.

Although he doesn't like this world very much, because what he sees is always the paranoia of human nature, and what he sees when he grows up is the dark side of people, but there are still some things worth existing.

Unless, this world can't tolerate him, and everyone can't tolerate him.

Yan Shuo's breathing suddenly became difficult. He felt as if he had touched something, but there seemed to be something wrong.

Lian Heng shook his head inwardly after Huayan retreated, feeling that Huayan's character still needs to be sharpened, but he is not in a hurry now, looking at Yan Shuo with squinted eyes and a smile: "He is Huayan, my pre-determined personal disciple. , I used to practice painstakingly in my Yuan Yao Peak, but this time I barely qualified as a Tianjiao, although my talent is good, but not as good as yours, as a senior brother, I need to take care of her!"

Yan Shuo smiled: "Naturally."

Duo Yao frowned and asked, "Why are you here so late?"

Yan Shuo apologized and said, "Something happened."

It's not a big deal, he chose to fuse the memory of this period first for fear of problems, but he didn't expect it to take so long.

There were quite a lot of people in the hall, and Duo Yao didn't want to ask too many questions, so he simply said directly: "You follow me first, senior brothers, you follow after."

Before Mang Song stared at him, he didn't have time to speak, the younger brother pulled the boy Yu Jian and flew away, and he stiffly retracted the step he took.

Forgot that his cultivation base is not as good as his junior brother, so he can't stop the other party at all.

Lian Heng smiled unceremoniously.

Hongcang waved his hands with a headache: "Catch up when you're ready, I'm uncomfortable when you quarrel with each other."

After Mang Song hastily counted the number of people, sword shadows flashed across, and the hall was instantly emptied.

Hongcang looked at Lian Heng: "You should go back too, just now you deliberately went to assassinate Yan Shuo without looking at your own seniority."

Lian Heng sighed with a smile: "Isn't it because he has no vitality all day long, and there is nothing difficult about him because of his deep thoughts. He can only work hard on his junior brother who cares so much?"

Hongcang shook his head and sighed: "In the end, he can only look at himself."

Without waiting for Duo Yao to question, Yan Shuo opened his mouth first, and said in a low voice: "Master wants to accept Junior Brother Hua as an apprentice, is it because I dislike Master?"

Duo Yao didn't know how to speak after being robbed of what he was going to say, so he could only frown and say, "Don't think too much."

He wanted to control the sword, so he didn't pay much attention to the situation behind him, and he didn't see the young man's lustful gaze, the flames rising from it were enough to trap him.

Yan Shuo licked his lips. When he saw Huayan, he knew that he would meet many acquaintances in this Tianjiao battle, but among those people, there shouldn't be a master in front of him.

Every time he had such a thought, he knew that the greed in his heart was getting stronger and stronger each time.

Master is his.

Yan Shuo lowered his eyes, knowing in his heart that he would do whatever it takes to do this.

Duo Yao didn't hear a voice behind him for a long time, and sighed: "If you really want to go down to the world with me, then I can temporarily seal your cultivation."

After Duo Yao finished speaking, he felt a little slip of the tongue, shut up and didn't speak again, and the thoughts in his mind changed.

"I'm just afraid that he has no cultivation and I can't keep an eye on him all the time. I may encounter accidents. Pay more attention to his safety... Sure enough, you shouldn't be soft-hearted."

Finally, Duo Yao heard the voice of the young man behind him reply hoarsely: "Okay."

He made a tactic with both hands to change the direction of the sword, feeling suspicious in his heart.

What's wrong with the sound?

The author has something to say:

Duo Yao: What happened to his voice?

The author's legs crossed ([-]D): His brain is not clean and his voice is not clean

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To be honest, Yan Shuo can't beat our beauty Duo Yao

If he really played the trick of the little black house, he might be beaten by the ears.

Now neither of the two Yanshuo’s personalities are complete (very small), and when they finally become a person, they will show their emotional lines on the face of abduction in various meanings, and before that, they can only eat beautiful women quietly. tofu (the author also wants to eat)