Women's clothing bosses always want to give up on male protagonists

Everyone had already left from the secret realm, and the monks who didn't get any good things were about to leave in a huff, but when they heard that Linguyu was going to settle the results, they immediately started looking for excuses to stay where they were.

Lingu Valley can only be entered by outstanding monks, and the one who can pass the inner sect selection this time must be the proudest son of heaven.

Many people heard Yin Ciyue's "big talk", but they didn't show it on the surface, and they had different thoughts.

There was a student in Tsing Yi who couldn't hide his troubles. At that time, he pulled the elder in the face, and after a sneering smile, he said eccentrically: "Some people don't know their surname after a few compliments, and what kind of talent is it? Do you think it can really compare to our many years of cultivation in Lingu Valley?"

Indeed, this time Linguyu came to participate in the inner sect selection, and there were even monks who were only one step away from entering the golden core stage.

Yin Ciyue didn't care, but Yan Luofan puffed up his face dissatisfied when he heard it. In the novel, the main character got the first place even if he was injured, okay?

Moreover, Yin Ciyue didn't rely entirely on talent, he practiced penance for several years without any resources and teaching, and his effort was no less than that of anyone present.

At the beginning of the performance assessment, all the disciples need to report the names of the treasures obtained in the secret realm, and then hand them over to the headmaster for inspection.

It can be heard that everyone got quite a few things, and the least was seventy chips.Yin Ciyue does not yet belong to Linguyu, so he is ranked behind all regular disciples.

But Yan Luofan wasn't worried, the things he listed could get a full [-] points.

A stick of incense passed, and it was Yin Ciyue's turn to step forward.

The head of the sect looked at him with a friendly smile, and it was said that it was his suggestion to make Yin Chiyue make an exception to participate in the inner sect selection.

After taking the things, the head of the sect signed up on his behalf: "Tianfeng Silk Thirty Chips, Tang Xin Liu 25 Chips, Moshuang Baoye 720 Chips... Glazed Wings [-] Chips, Yin Ciyue got a total of [-] Chips?"

At the end of the reading, the tone was full of disbelief, how could you get so many things in such a short time?

After finishing the total score, the head of the sect looked up at Yin Ciyue. It was no longer as simple as pity, as if he had expected the young man to transform into a god, "Yin Ciyue, would you like to worship me and become a My only direct disciple?"

The audience was in an uproar, and Yan Luofan couldn't help being stunned.

The head of Linguyu is a character who has an expert filter in novels.

Except for those sects of great clans who had been hidden from the world thousands of years ago, he is the only existence that has been inherited and is closest to breaking through the way of heaven.

How many outstanding people among ordinary people can't afford to kneel, but it is difficult to even meet each other.

Accepted as a personal heir?

It is no exaggeration to say that in the future, the pursuit of avenues will lead to success, which is an assumption that you can't even imagine.

But it happened at this moment, some Linguyu disciples couldn't stand up, and they couldn't even care about etiquette: "Why?"

Although Yin Ciyue's score is indeed high, but "he is only in the foundation stage, even if he passes the selection, at least he has to be an ordinary inner sect for a period of time."

"Silence."

The headmaster had a sullen face, overflowing with coercion, and his tone was unprecedentedly severe, "He is different from you."

The disciple who spoke was shocked and couldn't help taking half a step back, his face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "Yes, disciple knows his mistake."

The familiarity of the usual head made him lose his sense of proportion, which was not something he could say.

Yan Luofan blinked, trying to sort out the off-line plot.

Leaving aside the more than 700 chips that far surpassed his imagination, just talking about the fact that the leader accepts apprentices is different from the original text. Isn't the master the protagonist another elder with a beard?

Then, he heard the headmaster ask again, as if afraid of being rejected:

"Are you going to be my disciple?"

But Yin Ciyue didn't seem to know how many people envied her, and said coldly, "Yes, Master."

Fortunately, the result was good. Seeing that the headmaster was happier than the apprentice he had just accepted, he laughed twice, patted Yin Ciyue on the shoulder, and made a promise: "I will definitely help you set foot on the immortal ladder."

Yan Luofan heard the sound of gnashing his teeth clearly, and turned his head to see the pale and embarrassing face of the disciple in Tsing Yi who had taunted him earlier.

Indeed, what others cannot ask for seems to be very common in Yin Ciyue, and some people can't avoid jealousy.

After the results were settled, everyone dispersed.

The head of the sect has other things to do. Before leaving, he gave Yin Ciyue a jade pendant representing his personal identity, and gave him a few more words. He was very considerate. He said that he would go to Lingu Valley after the disciple finished his initiation. It's fun.

After counting the number of chips, Yin Ciyue put the things into the storage bag one by one, and then handed them to the little princess behind him.

Yan Luofan didn't expect Yin Ciyue to be so active in giving things, "It's troublesome to take them out, I'll ask you for them when I go back."

No wonder!Just pretend to forget.

Yin Ciyue should go down.

Yan Luofan casually straightened his sleeves, and unintentionally scratched at the brocade of the bride hanging on his arm, and stared round his peach blossom eyes: "This is just here with me, is it worthless?"

Seeing the little liar in front of her, Yin Ciyue was really annoyed, and explained: "This is not counting."

"Not counting?" Yan Luofan held the brocade up to eye level, without even thinking about it, with a disgusted expression on his face, "Then why do you want this?"

Yin Ciyue was startled, as if the strings in her mind were twitched in an instant, and she was about to realize something immediately, and then slipped away in the blink of an eye.

He first introduced the characteristics of the brocade, then moved his eyes down, hesitant to speak: "..."

Yan Luofan shuddered and pulled himself together, where was he looking? !

The cloth bag on the chest is out of position?

He immediately lowered his eyes and took a sneak peek twice, but found nothing wrong, and then had a flash of inspiration——

That is too small!

Yan Luofan, who thought he wanted to understand, pretended to cough twice, and raised his hands to cover his fake chest with his large sleeves, with a rare weakness, "It's a little uncomfortable."

This somewhat contrived concealment was really deliberate. Yin Ciyue noticed that her phoenix eyes were narrowed, and she was a little puzzled, and questioned: "Even during the Qi refining period, I won't get sick."

Yan Luofan hurriedly interrupted, "Isn't it because you waited so long in this place where ghosts don't come?"

After finishing speaking, he directly grabbed Yin Ciyue, complaining dissatisfiedly, "You don't know how to care about me."

Xiaochun watched for a long time, and was stunned. What kind of medicine did the princess take wrongly?

What's more, my uncle seemed to be enjoying it very much, Xiaochun looked at Yin Ciyue's blushing ears and made a judgment.

Yin Ciyue's stiff eyelashes trembled slightly, spreading from the embraced arm, half of her body was numb, and it was not easy to push and push in front of everyone, causing the little princess to lose face...

"Tapestry can replace the ribbons you use now."

Before, the little princess showed that he didn't want to hear about having a throat knot at all, so he could only remind him from the side.

Yan Luofan tugged at the brocade in his hand, and thanked dryly: "I'm sorry for the trouble."

It's such a considerate character... He sighed a bit when he thought of the cold appearance of Yin Ciyue who suffered setbacks in the later period.

Only the villain in the original text has the heart to hurt such a pure person.

and so!

Yin Ciyue didn't look at him just now? !

Yan Luofan suddenly recalled his speculation about Yin Ciyue's downward gaze, and was so embarrassed that he couldn't lift his head, he was just looking at his neck.

The dignified protagonist, why would he pay attention to the size of his chest?

Blame him for being too guilty and dirty.

Therefore, Yin Ciyue watched as his fiancée didn't say a word after thanking her, but the end of her eyes gradually turned red, and she wanted to say something.

"shy?"

"certainly not!"

Yan Luofan denied it categorically, and always felt that this scene had happened before, but the positions of the two of them were changed.

Afterwards, the two went back to the city lord's mansion together, and the next morning Xiaochun went to help Yan Luofan comb her hair, and found that yesterday's brocade was tied around her princess's neck.

The extremely pure red tied on the white and slender neck is a visual feast.

But Xiaochun looked at the pretty face of her princess in the prism, lifted a corner of the brocade, and asked knowingly: "Princess, this is it?"

Yan Luofan pulled back the brocade in Xiaochun's hand, "You laugh so strangely."

Finally, he didn't have to be tortured by the rough cloth, and he felt a lot more relaxed, "I sent it from Yin Ciyue, aren't you here?"

Xiaochun said "ah" twice maliciously, and continued to comb her hair in a bun, with a very intriguing tone: "It turned out to be a ribbon tied around the neck."

Yan Luofan: "Otherwise?"

Xiaochun twirled the ink hair in his hand around his fingertips, blinked and hinted: "I thought it was used for that kind of thing."

Yan Luofan's response was blank.

"For example... tie you to the head of the bed or something!"

After speaking, Xiaochun had combed her hair in a bun, quickly slipped out of the room, and made a face at the door.

With a "boom", blood surged up, Yan Luofan shouted in embarrassment: "Xiaochun, this month's reward is gone!" What was going on in his head?

He didn't get a response for a while, and he was about to get up to check, Xiaochun suddenly poked his head, shook his head twice, and joked: "Princess, my uncle is here to give you something~"

But it's better to be a little late, but it happens at this time.

Yan Luofan tried his best to forget what Xiaochun said, straightened his clothes a few times, opened the door, and asked angrily, "What are you giving?"

After seeing clearly, he was stunned by what he saw.

It really deserves to be the protagonist that the author has described in five hundred words. Even if you don't fall in love at first sight immediately after reading it, you will feel palpitations for a moment.

Today Yin Ciyue is wearing snow-like plain clothes, at an age comparable to a weak crown, and with talents that cannot be compared with others, he should be full of arrogance and willfulness, but standing under the peach blossom tree at the moment is cold, like a girl on a snow mountain. The clear ice spring, transparent and lonely, the pair of phoenix eyes looking over are deep and silent.

Yan Luofan unconsciously relaxed: "Is no one visiting you?"

Yin Ciyue replied: "I don't want to see you."

After all, he was as hypocritical as the Yin family, nothing new, he took out a storage bag full of treasures: "Here."

Yan Luofan thought of finding an excuse to refuse, why would someone rush over to deliver something?When his eyes wandered, he caught a glimpse of the passing cloud token, and said, "Miss You Yun gave it away two days ago, so I don't need it anymore, you can keep it for yourself."

"Hey?" Xiaochun glanced at this side, then at the other side, and finally tugged at Yan Luofan's sleeve, and lowered his voice: "Princess, how sad you are for my uncle."

Yan Luofan felt that Xiaochun was talking nonsense, how could anyone be sad because things couldn't be delivered?

Long silence.

Yin Ciyue raised her eyes, and her eyes were stained with confusion, "Isn't that why you waited outside the secret?"

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