Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

"Who?!" Wu Yi's face changed suddenly, and he said sharply.

I saw two figures with a huge height difference walking slowly from behind the overflowing smoke. Both of them were wearing black robes and masks, mysterious and dangerous.

"A person passing by." The tall black-robed man spoke unhurriedly. When he raised his hand, the silver-white long sword returned to his hand, but he didn't take it back, pointing directly at Wu Yi.

"Oh, big brother, are you going to do something bad?" The little black robe, who was not as tall as Wu Yi's calf, tilted his head, with an innocent look and a sweet and immature voice.

Although the atmosphere in front of him was as tense and sharp as a bowstring, the drunk Wen Chuyi couldn't feel anything. He stood up straight with his hands on his sides, his head upright and his face serious.

Wu Yi glanced back, pursed her lips, and the hand holding the long sword suddenly exerted force, even the knuckles turned blue and white, "This matter has nothing to do with Your Excellency, please leave quickly, otherwise..."

"Don't blame me for being rude." The sharp sword pointed at the two of them.

"Ah, ah, big brother is so fierce!" The little girl hides behind the tall man in black robe as if scared, but the moment she moves, countless hisses come from all around.

Before Wu Yi could react, Wen Chuyi behind him suddenly roared, with a terrified expression, and rushed out with long legs, like a whirlwind passing by, lifting Wu Yi's forehead...

"Help, there are a lot of snakes! Limp, colorful and wriggling snakes!"

Wen Chuyi's eyes were hazy and misty, but at this moment, he seemed to be covered with a little water because of fear. He turned his head left and right, and finally seemed to find something. He jumped in that direction, hugged his arms tightly, and died. Want to climb up.

"Pfft!" The little girl covered her mouth and laughed, stepped back a few steps to the side, and touched the little green snake wrapped around her shoulder with her tender little hand, it was really interesting, no wonder the lord...

Feeling the weight on her body, and Wen Chuyi's dog-crawling movements on dry land, Zhou Yuyue's face hidden under the mask was suddenly speechless.

He embraced Wen Chuyi with his sword-holding hand, and grabbed those fidgeting hands with the other. He has a small frame, and his hands are a circle smaller than Wen Chuyi's. He can barely grasp two wrists, "Don't move around." .”

"Oh." As soon as the words fell, Wen Chuyi immediately quieted down, motionless, obedient and unbelievably obedient.

"..." Zhou Yuyue raised her eyebrows, so obedient?

Seeing Wen Chuyi hanging on the black-robed man like a grizzly bear, Wu Yi was silent for a moment, cut off all the poisonous snakes that were flying towards him, and said in a deep voice, "Please hand him over to the man in black." I."

"No," the black-robed man's cold voice seemed to have an imperceptible smile, "You can see it too, he ran here by himself."

"The fallen seed of the long return," he turned his head to look at the black mist that was about to dissipate in the midair, turned around and dived into the darkness, only his voice was piercingly cold, "help me send a message to your master, someone is coming to kill him."

"I have no master."

Hearing his words, Wu Yi's brows and eyes were gloomy, and he wanted to step forward to snatch Wen Chuyi back, but saw the little girl clapping her hands, and countless insects and ants suddenly sprang up from the ground, blocking his footsteps.

The girl waved to him before disappearing into the darkness, her light, silvery laughter echoed in the air, "Goodbye,"

"First grade!"

……

"Hehehe, this big brother is really good-looking, but he is a little worse than an adult."

Zhou Yuyue walked out of the forest with Wen Chuyi in her arms, and the little girl followed behind, jumping up and down fancy-style to see Wen Chuyi's sleeping face.

"Hongying, people will continue to stare at you," Zhou Yuyue looked down at her when they parted, "If you find any clues about them, please contact me."

Hongying straightened her face, and said seriously, "Yes, my lord."

Zhou Yuyue put Wen Chuyi down, replaced him with a hug, and quietly brought him back to Haojia Peak, pushed open the door of Nanyuan, and an orange shell rushed towards him.

"Meow meow~" Xiaoju first glanced at Wen Chuyi, who had dull eyes, and then meowed at Zhou Yuyue.

You have to pay a spirit stone to visit.

Skillfully throwing a spirit stone, Zhou Yuyue walked in front, opened the door, then turned around and waved to Wen Chuyi, "Brother, come here."

"Oh." Wen Chuyi, who was stuck in place like a cat climbing frame, walked towards him obediently like a puppet who had received instructions.

"Take off your clothes." Zhou Yuyue stood by the bed with her arms around her chest, directing Wen Chuyi to take off the alcohol-stained outer shirt.

Wen Chuyi lowered his head and began to undress his clothes, one by one, until he stripped off his shirt, and then bent down to take off his pants, but Zhou Yuyue stopped him in time.

He couldn't help but touch his forehead, what kind of wine is this man.

Wen Chuyi faced him, and he could see his ivory white chest at a glance. The most conspicuous thing was a black jade. The black jade looked small and delicate on his body. The rope was very new and should be replaced.

Zhou Yuyue looked at Mo Yu, took a few steps forward, his eyes lost sight for a moment, he stretched out his hand tentatively, and carefully picked up the warm jade pendant that was still warm.

On the front is a single word "Moon", which was engraved by his father himself, and he has been carrying it since he was born. At that time, his mother joked that if he meets someone he likes, it can be exchanged as a token of love.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhou Yuyue's eyes and brows stretched out, with a real smile. He was only six or seven years old at the time, so he didn't know what he liked or not, but he simply liked Wen Chuyi as his brother.

Didn't expect him to stay...

His fingertips brushed against Mo Yu, and his eyes were complicated. Ever since he crawled out of the abyss, things around him had changed, maybe... only this jade pendant and this person were still the same as he remembered.

Just be it, don't change.

Zhou Yuyue leaned forward slightly, raised her head, grabbed Wen Chuyi's long hair with her left hand, forcing him to lower his head, and looked into his eyes seriously, "Don't change."

As if one time was not enough, he repeated earnestly, "Wen Chuyi, don't change."

Wen Chuyi, who was wearing silk trousers, was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head, stretched out his long arms, grabbed the flying star next to him, which was under Xiaoju's buttocks licking jiojio, raised one hand, and leaned on his chest, with a resolute and stubborn face, "No! I must change!"

"Ba la la energy, sand sculpture sand sculpture, the whole body changes!"

"..." Zhou Yuyue felt that there were too many speechless times today, and she couldn't understand what he was talking about. She thought she was playing a drunken frenzy and snatched the Flying Star Sword from Wen Chuyi's hand.

"stop!"

Without the sword, Wen Chuyi really calmed down, but the next moment he closed his eyes, fell forward without warning, and happened to fall into Zhou Yuyue's arms, and the two hugged each other.

Wen Chuyi is taller than Zhou Yuyue. From behind, it looks like Wen Chuyi completely covers Zhou Yuyue.

With the smooth and warm skin under his hands, Zhou Yuyue's eyelids twitched, and a strange aura surrounded him in all directions. Like a conditioned reflex, his hand was unconsciously clasped on Wen Chuyi's neck. With just a little force, he could break this defenseless body. of vulnerability.

The nine-split kite vine seemed to sense the master's thoughts, and the pitch-black vine slowly climbed onto Wen Chuyi's chest. There were no thorns on the vine branch, as if it was just an ordinary vine branch.

The extreme black is entwined with the extreme white, the huge conflict between the two colors made Zhou Yuyue's breath stagnate, she hurriedly opened her eyes, directed the vines to send Wen Chuyi to the bed, then pulled the quilt aside to cover him up, and left quickly It's just that the back looks a little like running away.

Zhou Yuyue returned to her room, forcibly suppressed the picture that disturbed his mood, and pushed open the window. The cool night breeze calmed him down a lot.

Now I finally found the clues of the two people back then, just wait...

A little dark red suddenly appeared in the depths of Zhou Yuyue's extremely dark eyes, like the pupils of a devouring beast, cold and sinister.

At the same time, somewhere in Mo Jiucheng.

"How is it?" Xie Wang's lazy voice sounded in the empty dark room, and the echo seemed to hit Wu Yi's heart, "Did you plant the fall seed on that disciple?"

"No...no." Almost as soon as he uttered the first word, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and then the pain spread from the heart to all the limbs, and something was breaking through the shackles of the flesh, slowly Get out.

Wu Yi let out a muffled snort, and knelt down on one knee, big drops of cold sweat streaked across his pale face and blue scales, and fell heavily.

His body was mutated due to the fallen seeds in his body. These scales, like fish scales, were spreading from his chest to the surroundings. The only way to suppress them was blood and huge negative emotions.

"Tsk," the man sitting above changed his posture, resting his feet on the armrests of the high chair, "Among one person and all the others, it's really interesting that you choose one person."

"In this way, these fallen seeds will all be planted on the disciples of your inner sect in the peak."

The man waved his sleeves and threw something to Wu Yi, "Go, don't play tricks."

"...My lord, please give me another chance," Wu Yi raised his head with effort, his eyelashes were wet with sweat, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"I will plant the seeds on Wen Chuyi."

……

Wen Chuyi didn't remember what he experienced after he was drunk, and got up as usual.

A person who cultivates immortals is in good health, completely free from the headache and nausea after a hangover, and he is alive and well after waking up.

"Xiaoju..." Picking up the fat orange that was pressing on his chest, it was a fat cat weighing more than 20 kilograms, yet he was so ignorant, wanted to murder him!

After getting along for so many years, Wen Chuyi also noticed something unusual about Xiaoju, but he never explored it. After all, it is not an ordinary cat, it is a cat that grew up in the world of cultivating immortals!

Wen Chuyi, who tried to open Xiaoju's mouth to check it, but was photographed with cat paw prints all over his face, summed it up like this.

Wen Chuyi lifted the quilt and found that he was topless and only wearing a pair of obscene pants. He scratched his head.

Could it be that he vomited yesterday?

After washing up, Wen Chu recalled what happened last night while putting on his clothes. For some reason, he always felt a bad breath lingering around him. This feeling...

Wen Chuyi touched his chin, his eyes were deep and wise, yes, this feeling!

He's going to be in trouble!

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Drunk on the first day of junior high school, thinking in a different dimension (I'm not laughing at you,