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

The two people guarding the sword in the sky, the white-clothed immortal in front of him lowered his eyes to look down at the passing Zongmen mountain scenery and was silent, while the Tsing-clothed sword cultivator who was a step behind couldn't help but glanced ahead, his thin lips slightly pursed and his brows slightly twitched distressed.

Hong Geng has always been reticent, but the people in front of him are different from others. He tried to find some other topics from the exercises and secret books that were full of him, but the result was not satisfactory.

In the end, Hong Geng looked at the little martial uncle in front of him calmly and said, "How is the uncle doing recently?"

As soon as Duo Yao heard such words, a bitter taste came out of his mouth, and the unpleasant taste made him have a similar look on his face. He knew in his heart that it was no wonder the other party, but the corners of his lips pressed downwards. He replied, "It's all right."

Turning his head to look back, Duo Yao looked gentle.

The nephew behind him is almost telling others "I am a good person" from head to toe. Although his temperament is still a little green, he already has the shadow of a righteous leader.

The appearance looks like that kind of unreasonable little stubbornness, Duo Yao thought so, the corners of his lips raised a slight arc, and slowly withdrew his gaze to look at the majestic scene under his feet that ordinary people can't imagine, and his smile faded away.

However, one must not forget that this seemingly stubborn nephew is the next head of Hongjianzong.

Duo Yao was quite intrigued by the contrast, and looking forward, it was convenient for the elders of the Hongjian sect, the peak master, and other high-level officials to discuss matters.

Honggeng felt a little regretful about what he just said. Although he was not good at words, he could see that the little master didn't like to talk about his injuries with others, and he was even more jealous of others taking advantage of them to flatter him.

Facing the undisguised scrutiny of the little master uncle, Hong Geng's face was calm and his body was slightly stiff, and his usual clear mind also stiffened along with his body, not knowing what thoughts should spring up.

Until the little martial uncle put away the sword, waved his hand at him and said with a gentle expression: "Thank you for your nephew's care."

Hong Geng replied in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, you don't have to be polite."

After waiting for someone to enter the door, Hong Geng wiped the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, his eyes were quiet.

Does their little uncle know that no matter whether his face is gentle or smiling, the coldness in his eyes has never faded, like a bright moon hanging in the sky, showing gentleness to embrace the earth but cold as frost and unapproachable.

This makes Hong Geng feel absurd.

For example—the other party had no intention of covering up.

It's their delusions.

Nothing to do with him.

Hong Geng kept looking at the entrance of the meeting hall. Although his face was not much different from the past, it still made the guarding disciples feel uneasy. I don't know what caused the senior brother to stop here for a long time.

Fortunately, the elder brother didn't say anything, and Yu Jian left, and they were relieved.

When Duo Yao entered the room, he saw Hong Cang, the current head of Hong Jianzong.

Hongcang had a straight face, and most of the monks were not bad in appearance. Hongcang, who had reached the Mahayana period, did not look old, but standing next to the disciples of Hong Geng's generation, he could easily see the difference brought about by the years.

At this time, he looked at the bamboo slips in his hand with a sad face, and he smiled when he saw Duo Yao, and waved to him again and again.

"I heard that my junior brother brought back a young man from Dengxian Road this time and wants to take it under his family?"

Duo Yao's face was slightly warm, and he corrected seriously: "It's a direct disciple."

Hongcang's face was more distressed, and he coughed lightly: "Junior Brother, it's not that you are not allowed to accept apprentices, but your physical condition is not suitable for overthinking. If that young man's talent is dull, it will only drag your injuries."

Especially as a master, there are even more things to think about.

Duo Yao is not worried about this: "Senior brother, you worry too much, Yan Shuo is very talented, so I don't need to worry too much at all."

Give him some time, and Hong Jianzong will temporarily avoid the edge.

Hongcang laughed hard and said: "Ah, yes. The younger brother of Yan Shuo will naturally not be mistaken, but it's just that he has to observe the nature of his talent before making a decision."

I don't know when his right hand went around behind him and put the bamboo slips from various peaks piled up on the table into the storage space, Hongcang felt very helpless.

Every time the news about Junior Brother Duo Yao is definitely the fastest to spread, it didn't take long for these guys to send over bamboo slips with warnings, doubts, dislikes and other emotions.

For sending a message, bamboo slips were even used this time.

Facing Duo Yao's puzzled expression, Hongcang smiled wryly in his heart.

"The matter of accepting apprentices still needs to be discussed. The junior brothers will come soon, and I will give you an explanation to the junior brothers."

Duo Yao was silent. He thought that the biggest obstacle in accepting disciples would be on the side of the Son of Destiny, but the obstacle unexpectedly appeared in Hongjianzong itself.

Isn't Ke Yanshuo the Son of Destiny?

It stands to reason that when he appeared, the world of cultivating immortals should have noticed it. This is the son of destiny that the whole world of cultivating immortals has been looking forward to for thousands of years.

The sense of disobedience that he had been faintly aware of from the beginning surged into his heart again, Duo Yao stared at Hongcang lightly, and said softly, "He is very talented."

Being stared at by Duo Yao, Hongcang almost softened his heart and complied, but when he thought of the bamboo slips in the storage space, he calmed down instantly.

The young man's origin is unknown, and his heart and nature are unknown. According to the representatives of other sects, he may have other problems, and no matter how soft-hearted he is, he cannot compromise.

Hongcang Surong: "Junior brother, don't worry, there will be a result."

Since Duo Yao approached Hongjianzong with the token and was officially confirmed by Hongcang, it was the first time that Duo Yao was rejected so leniently by the cheap senior brother in front of him.

There wasn't much anger, but a smile turned slightly in his heart, and he suppressed it with a light cough against his lips.

It seems that this Destiny's Child is really a poor little boy.

For a moment, Duo Yao ignored the importance that the cheap senior brother in front of him attached to him, and when the other party heard the light cough, there was a crease between his brows.

Hongcang looked at his junior hesitantly for a while, and said cautiously: "Did you hide those pills again?"

Duo Yao's smile faded instantly, and he said expressionlessly, "No."

Hongcang was dubious.

Seeing Hongcang's expression, Duo Yao's brows and eyes were mixed with embarrassment, and he repeated: "Really not."

Hongcang didn't dare to say anything more, looked at the sickness on the face of the person in front of him, and thought about persuading him later when the juniors came.

After he calmed down, he looked at the junior brother who sat silently on the chair and seemed to be sulking, and his thoughts drifted away.

The former head of Hongjianzong is extremely talented, and the three disciples under his sect are all talented, and each of them has a bright future to look forward to, which is a bit of his regret.

After becoming a fairy but no results, he resigned from the head of the sect and traveled abroad. Hongcang originally thought that he would lose contact with the master in this life. Any news from the sect.

It wasn't until Duo Yao showed up with Master's token that they knew that Master had added a junior brother to them outside.

The younger brother has a high level of cultivation and a good birth. It doesn't matter if his body is a little weaker, but he doesn't like to take pills to give them a little headache.

Other than that, everything is fine.

Hongcang thought, even if Duo Yao didn't have the token of the master, if he wanted to join Hongjianzong, he and the two juniors with different personalities would still be willing to protect him under their wings.

His appearance in front of the world is like a gift from the world to the world.

Yan Shuo, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened them abruptly. The pretentious cleanliness before was completely ruined in his blood-colored eyes. His temperament changed instantly, and his youthful and handsome face was stained with a strong coldness and evil because of these changes.

It's like two people.

Raising his hand, Yan Shuo felt the emptiness in his body, and gave a "chi" in disgust, and couldn't help but sneer when he remembered where he was now.

"idiot!"

The author has something to say:

Yan Shuo: I once made a death...

Microphone: What happened next?

Yan Shuo was expressionless: Then I cried.

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