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

Mang Song wanted to laugh but held back, stood upright behind the first seat, glanced at the extra cloak on the younger brother, and didn't dare to stay longer for fear of making the younger brother annoyed and pursed his lips even tighter. The blood is hard to see, and it makes people feel suspenseful just looking at it.

But looking at the many cloaks, he also felt a little relieved. The attribute of his junior brother's spiritual root is ice, and his body is cold all year round. Let the younger brother be warmer.

What's more, Mang Song could tell at a glance that the cloak that Yan Shuo boy took out was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, and probably all the effects of the medicine had been integrated into it.

He looked at the young man in the arena below who was high-spirited and concise in his sword moves but left no room for the enemy and himself, and frowned, although he felt a bit harsh, but he didn't say anything.

People in Hongjianzong have always protected their weaknesses, and this guy is the only apprentice of his junior. If he really goes astray in the future, they can also bring him back.

Duo Yao raised his hand to press down the fluff on the cloak around his neck, frowned and hid the fluff collar that was almost as high as his lower lip. His cold and peerless appearance was decorated with a lot of fluff, which also made him look a lot more soft.

But his unintentional dodge just now made the others quite funny. Duo Yao was tall and gentle, but the cloak seemed to be made bigger on purpose, and he felt a little nimble after putting it on.

Hong Geng couldn't help but focus on the little martial uncle from the battle in the arena, his eyes flickered, and felt that the cloak was perfectly made to suit the little martial uncle.

In the arena, half of the thoughts were on the ring, and the other half couldn't help but fall on Duo Yao, who was surrounded by the plush cloak. The two couldn't tell which was more important for a moment, and they couldn't take care of each other. Come busy.

And one of the top of the ring is the Tianjiao Tianjiao of Hongjianzong who almost suffered the punishment of Dayan Tian, ​​and the other is Tianjiao Lewu, the leader of Biyinzong's trip. In their original expectation, Lewu should be with Hong Geng is on the right.

Both sides are rare geniuses, and the confrontation between Wanzong Sword Dao and Music Illusion Art is also relatively rare for Wen Nong and the others.

It was hard to ignore Duo Yao's gazes from all over the place, his lips were loosened, his long eyelashes trembled, thinking of what happened just now, he was not annoyed but just helpless.

"Master, if you don't want to take medicine, you can put on this cloak. I searched for a long time before I found such a cloak."

At that time, the young man refused as if nothing, just took back the jade bottle in his hand, and then took out a moon-white cloak. Smell a faint medicinal fragrance.

This medicinal fragrance seems to come from the same source as the medicinal fragrance that often accompanies him. Before Duo Yao could react, the young man raised his hand and wrapped him in a cloak.A steady stream of warmth gushed out from the cloak, and he felt as if his whole body was buried in the plush, and the young man withdrew his hands when his vision was clear.

He lowered his head and half his face was buried in the fleece collar, but he turned his head and looked down helplessly, only to find that the young man had tied a tight knot.

No wonder he felt a little tight.

The wide and long cloak completely covered him tightly, Duo Yao's lips curled up helplessly, and he raised his head to say something, but his voice was silenced by the young man's dark but anxious concern.

He thought, it's just a cloak, it doesn't matter.

It would be great if they could be reassured without having to take those bitter pills.

But now Duo Yaoshi's two fingers exposed the cloak that had been caressing his whole body, paused on the full moon and Yingying moonlight embroidered in the hiding place, looked down, and wondered in his heart why it wasn't bamboo Crane and the like sighed secretly that he took a step back at that time.

The cloak indeed contained a universe, and he could feel that the gentle medicinal properties and spiritual power were subconsciously incorporated into his body, nourishing his body silently, which was more gentle and beneficial than oral pills.

It's just a little warmer.

Duo Yao looked at the arena with some distress in his eyes, thinking that he would take off the cape when Yan Shuo came back, and it seemed that the slightly uncomfortable heat could be tolerated for a while.

The arena is full of illusions and dangers. The young man is evasive, his face is expressionless, and the sword in his right hand has a cold sword intent on it. Although the sword intent is cold, he moves forward.

As Yan Shuo approached the end of the war, he felt a familiar gaze, watching him calmly and gently, his brows lightly raised and a rare smile appeared, and the smile flashed across his handsome and bewitching face, showing a high-spirited air of Lingyun.

His moves are changing and flowing, and he is slashing forward with the sword. There is great power in the sword. Le Wu's feet can't help being confused, and he shows timidity in his fighting spirit. Even if he adjusts quickly, he is seen by the experienced opponent Yan Shuo. clear.

The point of the sword that was slashing straight broke through several illusions at this moment. Le Wu's pupils shrank slightly, and his face showed fear.

Several flashes of spiritual light shot up from the ground, and they could entangle the young man in front of him in the next second. It seemed that the battle had already been won, and the faces of the onlookers were tense.

The dust and smoke faded, and the illusion dissipated.

Everyone was stunned, the young man with a strong and domineering sword held his sword in his backhand, and a horizontal sword firmly pressed against Le Wu's throat.

When they saw it clearly, everyone was silent at first, as if they were digesting the scene in front of them, half surprised and half happy.

Le Wu's neck was fatal, but the coldness of the sword's edge could be felt. The most vulnerable part of his body was resisted by the sharpest blade of the sword. He glanced in disbelief at the figure holding the sword to the left and staggered back a step.

The winner and loser were already decided, and there were cheers on and off the stage, and Hong Geng also showed a half smile when he heard the joyful laughter of the juniors behind him.

In the first half of this battle, the illusion was broken with the sword, but at the last critical moment, the illusion was broken with the illusion.

The young man who cuts straight in front of him is an illusion, and the young man who incurs the enemy with a horizontal sword beside him is the real one.

Yan Shuo withdrew his sword, clasped his arms and said calmly, "Accept."

Le Wu's expression was complicated, and he muttered annoyedly: "You can also use illusion... I was careless."

He only thought that the other party was a sword cultivator, so he only spent his time on this aspect, but he didn't expect that the other party not only knew illusion, but also had high attainments and could even easily deceive him.

Le Wu was annoyed for a moment, and then quickly relieved.

Even if the opponent doesn't know illusions, he is still no match for this person. He is not indifferent to the power that Yan Shuo tried to suppress when he was wielding the sword and the remaining strength that was inadvertently revealed.

In this battle, he lost unjustly.

Le Wu replied: "I can't bear the word of letting go, senior brother Yan is very strong, I hope there will be a battle in the future."

Yan Shuo nodded, with a cold expression on his face. This person will be one of the pillars of Biyinzong in the future. His deepest impression of him is that it took him a long time to break through the thousands of illusions that rose out of thin air when the other party raised his hand to play the flute. get away.

Compared to then, Le Wu is really immature now.

But no one can tell the extent to which Tianjiao can grow in the future, and there is no reason for him to be an opponent.

The arrogance of the arrogance of heaven, he has lost a lot in his previous life.

Yan Shuo showed a little smile on his face, but there was some malice that others didn't know, he said: "There will be."

Regardless of whether he will perish or not, since he was born at the Tianji Gate, he knew that something would happen. This world cannot accommodate him, and he and everyone here will eventually become enemies.

Yan Shuo turned around and flew towards the master. His eyes were dull but warm. He saw the despair and darkness in the future, but because of this person's existence, he had the determination to move forward, and the lifeless sword intent also showed The spirit and fighting spirit he never thought of.

Everyone will betray him, but Master is different.

Yan Shuo stood still in front of Duo Yao, his dark eyes seemed to be unmoved, and after standing still for a while, he said softly, "Master, I won."

Yan Shuo looked at Shizun who was surrounded by the cloak, and suddenly a smile melted into his eyes. He didn't want to force Shizun, even if his brows were furrowed a little, he would panic, but he was really worried about Shizun. The body, after thinking for a long time, came up with such a compromise.

Even if the treasure he forged with his own hands was turned into a non-harmful cloak, it could quickly protect the master in the first place.

Yan Shuo personally watched the cloak take shape in his hands, and he thought about every delicate point several times before tossing out this seemingly ordinary and extremely delicate clothing.

Wearing it on Shizun's body and holding him in his arms is really an excellent sight for him, as if filled with some of his deep thoughts.Even if he didn't do it himself, he managed to hold the master in his arms in a sense.

Duo Yao got up, and the cloak with velvet at the hems immediately slid down to his ankles. The inside and outside were all white, and the only exposed lip color was particularly eye-catching. The lip color that was lighter than others was on him. Just right, Qianqian Yin Hong smiled slightly.

Duo Yao raised his hand and touched the tightly tied tie, sighed softly: "You have outstanding talent, you will only be scolded if you lose."

Seeing that the young man seemed to be depressed, Duo Yao raised his lips and said, "But you did a good job."

The atmosphere here was harmonious, and Le Wu, who came back behind Wen Nong, was not disappointed. Holding the jade flute, there was a radiance in his eyes, and his aura fluctuated.

Le Wu bowed his head towards Wen Nong, showing shame: "Master, I lost."

Wen Nong glanced at him, and said with a gentle expression: "Don't worry about it, the Tianjiao war was just for you young Tianjiao to have a good time, it's because someone else gave birth to it. You have learned something about this battle. The realm must be raised to a higher level, and the senior brother will be gratified by this."

Wen Nong looked at the superior Hongjianzong after finishing speaking, his face was calm.

He was not mistaken that day, the young man who was ruthless and cruel to him was not suitable for holding a musical instrument, but as Wu Xin said, he was a good seedling holding a sword, with a strong sword intent.

It's just that the other party's talent in illusion is also so high, but Wen Nong never thought about it.

He withdrew his gaze, it was too late to think about it.

Duo Yao said earnestly: "You barely passed the sword intent, restrain your mind, and I will take you with you when the time comes."

There was a sudden heat in his tightly fastened cloak, Duo Yao blinked suspiciously, lowered his eyebrows and looked at his right hand, and then at the quiet young man in front of him.

"you……?"

Yan Shuo tried his best to present the most normal appearance, his complexion remained the same, he gently grabbed the master's wrist with great strength, and hid it in the cloak.

Yan Shuo lowered his tone: "Master just wanted to take off the cloak? Master doesn't like the cloak I gave you?"

He frowned, and then said hesitantly: "Is Master dissatisfied with me?"

Duo Yao, who just wanted to loosen it tightly, was asked three times in a row. It was extremely rare to show a bit of confusion. He moved his right hand, and the cloak almost created a warm space around him, so how could he slip in with his hands? All are heated.

Duo Yao glanced hesitantly at Mang Song behind him, wondering if he would be asked such a question as a master?

Mang Song and his junior looked at each other, seeing the relationship between Yan Shuo and his junior, he wondered in his heart, is this how master and apprentice get along?

If the apprentice didn't understand, he would beat him up and let him figure it out on his own. This is his usual practice in teaching his apprentices, even if he was a little confused by the scene in front of him.

The light in Yan Shuo's eyes flashed, and the delicate feeling in his palms did not fade away. He couldn't help rubbing his fingers and his heart became hot, but his voice was a little lower: "Master is really dissatisfied with me."

Duo Yao took Yan Shuo as his apprentice, and he still taught him in a ignorant way. No one taught him, and he didn't know how to teach others.

And this point was noticed by Yan Shuo early on. He liked the youngness of Master's disciples, and used this ignorance to cross the line a little bit.

If the person standing behind him was Lian Heng, Yan Shuo would not have acted like this, but that person was Mang Song, so he did it.

After he figured out some things, he gradually lost that restraint in his actions.

Duo Yao lowered her thick eyelashes and was silent for a while, but in the eyes of others, there was a faint sense of helplessness.

Xia Miaolu, who was watching from the sidelines, gritted her teeth secretly. This is really infuriating, it's just nonsense.

Wu Xin never opened his eyes. When he saw Yan Shuo, he didn't confront him again, and when he blocked Duo Yao, he avoided it on purpose.

Sensing the delicate atmosphere at this moment, he raised his head and opened his eyes slightly, looked at the two of them with a look of horror, then froze in a daze.

It was as if he saw something incomprehensible develop, so that he lost his indifference and his eyes were full of doubts.

After being puzzled, Duo Yao hesitated and said, "You think too much."

The idea of ​​taking off the cloak was quietly swallowed, but he still complained in his heart.

"It's a bit hot... Nanfeng..."

Shallow, with some resentment.

Yan Shuo smiled happily at his master, his handsome and bewitching face suddenly shone with dazzling light because of the bright smile.

Duo Yao was taken aback for a moment, then bent his lower lip in response.

Soon, when he arrives in the secular world, there will be a way to repair the Stairway to the Immortal.

The young man in front of him climbed the road of immortality along the glory that the son of destiny should have.

This is the road paved by Duoyao for the youth.

It is also the path that a man of destiny should have.

The author has something to say:

Duo Yao: Is that so?

Mang Song: Is that so?

The two realized: It should be like this...?

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