Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

"Hey, are you all here to play in my amusement palace?!"

It was the first time that the divine consciousness in the wordless stele saw so many people in his deserted amusement palace, and he didn't mind them breaking in without permission at all, and even felt a little happy because of the excitement.

The gentle and beautiful female voice echoed in the empty palace, attracting everyone's attention, and they all turned their attention to Wen Chuyi and Zhou Yuyue on his back.

Wen Chuyi suddenly received so many gazes, he paused slightly, and looked at Zhou Yuyue's... feet.

Venerable Fanhua's consciousness was still talking, and his tone sounded more cheerful, "Why don't you all come to the competition together, and the top three winners can go to my treasure room to choose a treasure at will, how about it?"

No need to ask, everyone present understood that the owner of the voice was Venerable Fanhua, and they heard that there was a treasure room here, and they were immediately excited. They almost searched the place, thinking that they could only return empty-handed in the end. Unexpectedly, there were unexpected surprises.

As soon as Venerable Fanhua finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook, and then, a huge stone slab in the center sank slightly, "Everyone who wants to participate in the competition, come up."

Everyone looked at each other with their companions, and then stood up.

When everyone stood still, the stone slab began to sink slowly, and the light became darker and darker, until they couldn't see any light, had no spiritual power, couldn't see things with their eyes, and the surroundings were surrounded by competition from other sects. Opponents, the atmosphere became tense at this moment.

The consciousness in the stele also felt it, and quietly puffed up its chest, proudly: I am the little master of the atmosphere!

In the darkness, just as Wen Chuyi changed his standing position, he suddenly felt someone approaching him, and then put a hand on his chest. The visitor's voice was soft and charming, "We met again, It’s very destined, isn’t it, little beauty.”

Oh, it's the perverted young master. Wen Chu was expressionless, his hands on his chest were still groping, and there was even a tendency to go too far. When he was about to shoot him off, someone was already one step ahead of him.

"Snapped--!"

Crisp applause sounded in the quiet space. At the same time, the stone slab stopped suddenly, and several candles were lit up. In the bright candlelight, Wen Chuyi and Qu Zhu looked at each other deeply, with big eyes and small eyes.

Qu Zhushen was a little shorter than Wen Chuyi, looked up and found that it was him who just touched him, his expression suddenly became weird, his bright red lips opened and closed, hesitant to speak and then stopped, hesitant to speak.

In the end, Qu Zhushen put the back of his red hand behind his back, and walked away as if nothing had happened, as if he wasn't the one who played the hooligan just now.

"Junior brother, thank you very much." Wen Chuyi turned his face slightly to thank Zhou Yuyue, and was even more moved in his heart. Although the junior brother has his own little secrets and his personality sometimes makes him unpredictable, he is still a good junior brother who will protect the senior brother.

"You're welcome." Zhou Yuyue's voice came faintly from behind him.

Qu Zhu took a deep look at the palm of his hand, then looked back at the two of them, but unexpectedly met Zhou Yuyue's gaze, under the gracefully curved phoenix eyes, there were black pupils as black as an abyss, and under the pupils were those from the murderous man. gaze of the beast.

"First day, Ah Yue!"

Fu Jiuli and Mo Moda passed through the crowd, followed by several participating disciples of Xuanjianzong. They had seen Wen Chuyi in the main hall before, and wanted to go there, but were stopped by the suddenly falling stone slab.

"Ah Yue, why are you injured?" Mo Moda was the first to discover Zhou Yuyue's feet, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and a worried expression appeared on his bronzed face, "Is it serious?"

Fu Jiuli also saw it, and didn't worry about where Zhou Yuyue went before, and why he was with Wen Chuyi, and said, "Why don't you let me recite it, I have great strength."

"I'm fine." Zhou Yuyue put her arms around Wen Chuyi's neck and shook her head slightly towards them.

Wen Chuyi felt the strength of the tightening of the neck, and instantly understood that the younger brother should not be tempted by any of them now, so he is still unwilling to have such a close contact, so he said, "The injury on the younger brother's foot is because Me, let me carry it."

Mo Moda seemed to want to say something else, but the consciousness in the stele spoke out at the right time, "Everyone, please look over there."

A row of candles lit up, and a road suddenly appeared in the space, during which there was a thin silver light flickering, "This is the first pass, called 'Celestial Silkworm Cleansing Silk Road'."

"Little friends who have cleared the customs must remember not to look back. It will be difficult if the body and head are separated."

Hearing this name, the crowd was silent for a moment. Is it the silkworm Jingsi they know? !

Celestial Silkworm Silk is an extremely tough and sharp silk thread. It is taken from a monster called Celestial Silkworm. sharpness.

Because the environment in which celestial silkworms grow is extremely harsh, celestial silkworm silk has always been a precious forging material that is hard to find. Just one foot needs a high-grade spirit stone.

People have already stepped forward one after another, watching the number of people around them gradually decrease, and finally even Fu Jiuli and Mo Moda left. Before leaving, they all looked at Wen Chuyi worriedly, but Wen Chuyi didn't panic at all. Supporting Zhou Yuyue with one hand and Feixing with the other, with burning eyes, she asked,

"Senior, if this checkpoint is accidentally destroyed while clearing it, will you be angry?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen," Venerable Fanhua smiled with confidence, "I've already backed up several sets, so just let Xiaoyou Wen go and play."

"Okay, senior!" With the master's permission, Wen Chuyi tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, wrapped it around his palm, and took off the scabbard for Zhou Yuyue to hold, "Junior brother, hold it for me later." .”

The spiritual consciousness inside the stele looked at the two of them with great interest. She thought that Xiaoyou Wen would give up. After all, spiritual energy cannot be used here, and the clean silk of the silkworm is very densely distributed, not to mention that he is carrying a wounded person on his back.

Do you want to put some water on Wen Xiaoyou?

"Okay," Zhou Yuyue took the scabbard, held it up obediently, with soothing brows and eyes, thinking that he would let himself wait on it like Fu Jiuli and the others, and come pick him up after the end...

Wen Chuyi's firm voice at that time echoed in his mind, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, I won't leave you alone."

Zhou Yuyue's face was pressed against his soft black hair, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and the coldness disappeared suddenly.

Wen Chuyi held up the Flying Star Sword, quickly and slashed at the silkworm in front of him, and then swung the sword to the other side. Although Flying Star was often disliked by him, it was undeniable that it was indeed very sharp.

The silkworm's silk, which was as thin as a hair, was chopped off and fell silently to the ground. Wen Chuyi picked it up with his cloth-wrapped hand and wrapped it around Feixing's scabbard.

Wen Chuyi's speed was extremely fast, and he had already passed one-third of the way in the blink of an eye.Looking at the white silk on the scabbard, he felt a little guilty, but who asked him to raise an orange pig that could eat spirit stones.

Sure enough, after ten years of nurturing in Xuanjianzong, he is no longer the simple person he used to be.

Hmm, Venerable Fanhua chuckled, Xiaoyou Wen is really interesting, but it won't be so simple in the future.

Even though Wen Chuyi's hands were covered with several layers of cloth, the sharp silk cut the palm of his hand, and the bright red blood slowly seeped out, wetting the cloth.

Wen Chuyi didn't care about this little injury. He put Zhou Yuyue on the ground first, then took off his outer robe and wrapped it around the scabbard.

There was darkness ahead, and the moment Wen Chuyi stepped in, his feet were emptied, and his mind was emptied by the way... Oh, this familiar feeling.

Fortunately, there is a faint light at the bottom, which barely allows people to see the appearance below—the big net woven by vines.

Wen Chuyi changed Zhou Yuyue's position and changed his back into a hug, so as to avoid pressing on his feet at that time.

"hey-hey."

The moment Wen Chuyi was bounced, he stepped on the stone wall beside him, and jumped out with his strength, breaking away from the rattan net that looked like a trampoline. When he landed safely, he turned his head and looked. What strange sound did you hear?

Nestled in Wen Chuyi's arms, Zhou Yuyue glanced down at the wordless stele.

The consciousness in the wordless stele covered his mouth, so bad, he actually laughed out loud.

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