The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

There was a moment of silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the young man who looked like a star. The young man's proud and unrestrained expression did not make people feel disgusted, but made people happy for him.

Ye Xinghan looked down at the point of the sword reaching his throat, the epee in his hand was still in front of him, he glanced at Lin Zhiyan in frustration, and said, "I lost." Then he stepped off the stage.

As a direct descendant of the Ye family, he stayed in the outer sect for a full ten years. Originally, he chose Lin Zhiyan as his opponent, but it was only because of his young age. The heart is too heavy, which leads to complete defeat.

Now that the young man is directly forming alchemy on the stage, he realizes that there are so many differences between people, but it's fine if he loses. It also allows him to regain his original heart, and the only way to do it is to practice steadfastly.

Although Ye Xinghan was defeated, starlight appeared in his eyes again. He gradually walked away with a relaxed posture, as if what he had just participated in was not a fate-determining contest, but an ordinary sparring.

When everyone looked at Ye Xinghan's back, there was no disdain in their eyes, but admiration instead.

They are all inner disciples, and their cultivation bases are not bad, so they can naturally see the change of Ye Xinghan's state of mind. In this competition, one person's cultivation base has advanced, and the other's state of mind has suddenly changed.

Really wonderful!

"Lin Zhiyan - win -"

Following the elder's words, this amazing competition ended, Ye Xinghan walked away, and everyone couldn't see them, so they all cast their eager eyes on the young man standing gracefully.

Lin Zhiyan smiled gently at the elder who was looking at him, tapped his toes, and returned to the white jade platform.

The high horizontal fence blocked everyone's sight, Lin Zhiyan paused, and saw Chu Mingyu standing in the corner.

The man was still dressed in purple, and his mosi hair was tied high with a crown, revealing his handsome face. His expression was unpredictable, and he stood with his hands behind his back. His deep eyes were looking at the young man who had just come up.

Lin Zhiyan himself didn't know that his expression relaxed in an instant, and the tense strings in his mind suddenly relaxed. He walked briskly towards the man in the corner, with a smile on his face and a clear and clear voice, " Brother, when did you come?"

Chu Mingyu still looked at the boy, but he was not as gentle as before, and said coldly, "When the competition just started."

Lin Zhiyan didn't notice that Chu Mingyu's expression was wrong, the corners of his lips were raised high, as if he was expecting something, and he said proudly with a smile on his face, "What do you think, brother, I just had a competition?"

"Fair." Chu Mingyu said concisely.

Lin Zhiyan finally realized something was wrong, he was a little puzzled, "Brother, what's the matter with you?"

The young man didn't get the answer he wanted, and the man who was still indifferent moved his deep eyes away, looked at the next competition off the court without any emotion, and said indifferently, "It's okay."

Lin Zhiyan's heart skipped a beat, it's nothing wrong, it's clearly a big deal, okay? ! !

The young man was anxious, but he didn't know what happened to his senior brother. The people sitting on the white jade platform were all true disciples. Even though they were standing in the corner, some of them glanced here vaguely, which prevented him from having a good time with his senior brother. comminicate.

Lin Zhiyan looked at Chu Mingyu, who was facing away from him, and couldn't help feeling aggrieved. He reached out and grabbed his brother's sleeve embroidered with dark patterns, gently tugged it twice, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, I'm wrong Can't you?" Actually, he didn't know where he was wrong, but he was definitely right when he said so. qaq still didn't respond when he saw the senior brother, still with the cold back, the young man blinked his eyelashes slightly, bit his lip and said softly, "Senior brother , let's talk in another place."

People come and go here, it is really difficult to communicate.

This time Senior Brother Chu finally turned his head slowly. He flicked his wrist lightly, and the sleeves that were held by his white fingers spun off. Lin Zhiyan seemed to be able to hear the sound of the sleeves falling. It was a little blurry for a moment, he raised his wet eyes and looked at the senior brother who still looked indifferent, he couldn't believe it.

Chu Mingyu closed his eyes, and looked at the boy in front of him with a cold expression. The boy's clear eyes, which were full of joy just now, were now filled with tears, as if they were about to slip from the reddish corners of his eyes in the next second. Those eyes paused, and his gaze shifted to the corner of the boy's lips where there was still a little blood. He suddenly closed his eyes, opened them again, and said coldly, "Follow me."

After all, he ignored the young man who was still standing, his figure was like a shadow, and he was about to disappear in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zhiyan hurriedly followed, but how could his speed compare to that of his senior brother?What's more, he almost used up his spiritual power in the competition just now, and he can barely support it at this time.

Chu Mingyu slightly slowed down almost imperceptibly, so that the struggling teenagers behind could catch up.

The two came to the natural peak one after the other, Chu Mingyu stopped by the lake, and Lin Zhiyan followed closely behind.

As soon as he landed, the boy hurriedly said, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Mingyu turned his head at this time, looked at the young man who was still unconscious, with a slight anger on his face, he tried to restrain the emotions that were constantly churning in his heart, but his fists were almost bleeding.

The man's eyes were deep, and he asked softly, "Why do you have to use the sword art forcibly?"

Lin Zhiyan didn't understand, he said cautiously, "If I don't use the sword formula, I can't beat Ye Xinghan at all."

After all, Chu Mingyu's expression became even uglier, his voice was slightly angry, obviously restraining himself, "In order to win, you don't even care about your body!"

Lin Zhiyan was frightened. Although Chu Mingyu was very restrained, he had never treated his dear junior brother like this.

Lin Zhiyan, who had always been treated tenderly, opened his eyes wide. Tears that had been accumulated for a long time finally overflowed slowly from his pupils, and ran along his beautiful and delicate cheeks. Large and large crystal clear teardrops fell on the grass.

Chu Mingyu felt distressed almost instantly.

When had Young Master Lin been yelled at like this before? Even in the Lin family, Lin Yunyuan held him in his palm and pampered and protected him.The stubbornness in his bones suddenly came out, and the little boy said loudly with a weeping voice, "What does my body have to do with you?"

After all, the young man who still had tears in his eyes gave Chu Mingyu a hard look, but he couldn't hide his fragility. He turned around hastily and almost tripped over a small stone under his feet.

Chu Mingyu's heart seemed to be stabbed fiercely by someone with the tip of a knife, and it was also like an endless cold wind whistling past, empty. When the young man was crying, his eyes showed distress, and he opened his mouth to speak but he didn't know where to start Speaking of which, seeing the boy tripped at this time, he didn't care about anything, and hugged the boy who was about to fall in his arms in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Yan, what's the matter with you, are you all right?"

Chu Mingyu asked anxiously, he even wanted to squat down and take off the boy's brocade boots to see where the boy was injured.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhiyan didn't buy it at all, hum, come and go as soon as you ask, do you think this young master is your pet?

"Go away and don't touch me."

Young master Lin supported the man's chest with both hands, and used both legs and feet, trying to push the man away.

Chu Mingyu looked at the young man's calf kicking wildly, and his heart was so painful that he couldn't feel it anymore. He stood still and let the young man's "attack" like a cat's scratch hit him, but he squatted down. , held the boy's constantly moving calf, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Yan, don't move, be careful of the wound."

The handsome and tall man was so submissive, Lin Zhiyan stopped his shivering legs uncomfortably, and said awkwardly, "I'm not injured, so you don't need to pretend to be kind, hmph."

Chu Mingyu was still squatting on the ground, he looked up at the awkward young man, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Yan, it's brother who made a mistake, forgive me, eh?"

Lin Zhiyan's white fingers twisted and twisted behind his back, and he said in a fit of anger, "Brother just ignored me."

When Chu Mingyu heard the young man call senior brother, he understood that the young man had forgiven him, but when he heard the young man's resentful accusation, his tone was doting and coaxing a child, "Xiao Yan, senior brother can't see you getting hurt, Just now in the competition field, do you know how thrilling it is? Forcibly using the sword art, if you are not careful, you will go crazy."

"Brother is too worried about you."

These words seemed to come out of Chu Mingyu's throat in a low voice, with unique tenderness and care.Lin Zhiyan's face blushed slightly, and he looked good-looking in an instant. He felt awkward, but he couldn't tell why, so he had to step back a few steps, away from the man's gentle offensive range.

After taking a few steps back, the uneasiness gradually disappeared. Young master Lin naturally attributed this to the fact that the distance between the two of them was too close, and didn't think about anything else.

His tone returned to normal again, and he said crisply, "Brother, I also made a mistake just now, and now the two of you have offset it."

After all, the boy blinked mischievously, looking cute and innocent.

Chu Mingyu looked at the little junior brother who was still ignorant, feeling a sense of loss in his heart. He stood up from the grass, touched the young man's head, and finally recovered the gentleness of "senior brother Chu style", "Xiao Yan wants Remember, Senior Brother will never harm you."

Forget it, young people don't know love, just teach it slowly.

There was an obscurity in Chu Mingyu's dark eyes.

The young man was still pure and innocent, with an innocence that didn't know much about the world, he said as a matter of course, "How could senior brother harm me?"

Chu Mingyu raised the corners of his lips slightly, and echoed softly, "Yes, brother will always protect Xiaoyan." So Xiaoyan, you have to stay by my side all the time.

Willows drooping, lakes and mountains.

The purple-clothed boy had no idea what the people around him were thinking. He smiled with his lips bent, clear and moving, as if the beautiful scenery of the mountains had become a foil.