When a Straight Man Dresses Up as an Infatuated Male Supporting BL

After Chu Zeming finished speaking, the Immortal Mansion in his palm seemed to freeze.

It has existed for so long, in order to establish a contract with it, there are many people who beg it and scold it, but there is only one who threatens to put it into the cesspit... Xianfu has a little bit of disbelief that this strange thing really dares He did this, but when he felt that the young man in the black shirt was really pressing it into the disgusting spirit beast feces, it would not be well on the spot.

Its horns are really...really about to touch poop!

Disgusting!

If the Immortal Mansion could move, it would definitely lose its color by now, and would be scrambling to escape.

But it's a pity that it can't move.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Zeming felt the Immortal Mansion shake slightly, and a force came from the hand holding the secret treasure, pulling him unwilling to let go.

Chu Zeming stopped his movements, took back the Immortal Mansion, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Contract?"

The Immortal Mansion kept turning in circles, powerful fluctuations of spiritual power emerged from its body, and the Immortal Mansion consciousness actively entangled with Chu Zeming's divine consciousness.

Chu Zeming cast a layer of enchantment, and dropped the Immortal Mansion contract on the spot in the smelly animal stable.

The consciousness was connected with the Immortal Mansion, and the Immortal Mansion in the palm of his hand suddenly disappeared. Feeling the sudden addition of small cubes in the sea of ​​consciousness, Chu Zeming felt very comfortable.

After tidying up his clothes, Chu Zeming came out of the animal stable slowly, and hummed softly: "It's been like this for a long time, so there won't be so many things. I'm not a bad person, and you won't regret it with me."

Since the existence of Immortal Mansion, it has never been with such a weak master.

Some grievances, but it can't say it.

After all, the cesspit is really smelly, and if it goes in, it will be a great shame to it.

Returning to his room in the post house, Chu Zeming changed his clothes, took a comfortable bath, and then returned to the entrance of the Shenmu Secret Realm, contracted the Immortal Mansion, and Chu Zeming suddenly had a powerful life-saving card in his hand , his mood became very good.

Chu Zeming was happy, and so was Xiao Hei.

It even took the initiative to return to Chu Zeming's sea of ​​spirit beast consciousness very rarely, with the purpose of persuading this new little friend.

There are many monks at the entrance of the Shenmu Realm, and each sect has its own fixed location. They have placed materials such as gathering spirit arrays, recovery pills, etc., waiting for the disciples of their own sect to come out. prepared by his disciples.

The bigger the sect is, the bigger the battle it puts on, this is the background.

There are also those from the Haoran Sect of the Nine Qings—but compared to the supplies of other sects, they are much more shabby.

Before Chu Zeming got close to the positions of his juniors, he saw a group of people surrounding them, and then a delicate voice sounded from the crowd.

"I heard that there are five people from your sect in the first two hundred and five this time? Tsk... entering your sect is simply inferior."

Chu Zeming's expression darkened.

Taking a closer look, there was a girl in pink standing in front of seven or eight powerful men.

At this time, she was squatting on the ground, using a jade flute to pick and choose in distaste for the healing medicines of her sect. It’s a third-rate sect, so I’m ashamed to take this little thing out. The wound medicine that our sect gives to the servants of the outer sect is higher than these. Otherwise...you all come to our sect, the treatment must be better than that of your own sect.”

Several disciples dared not speak out.

Suddenly, a cold and deep voice sounded from outside the crowd: "It's really disturbing to hear a dog barking from a distance."

The five juniors raised their heads, and saw their handsome elder brother walking from outside the crowd with a dark face.

They shouted in surprise: "Big brother!"

Chu Zeming glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "Why, when I'm not around, anything can bite you twice?"

The five juniors looked slightly embarrassed, walked behind Chu Zeming, and whispered: "Senior brother, she...she is nothing, her name is Yan Xin. She is the daughter of the head of the Guiyuan Sect..."

"Who do you say is not a thing!" Yan Xin stood up, Yu Xiao pointed at Chu Zeming, her delicate and cute face flushed with anger: "You just called me a dog? Apologize to me!"

Chu Zeming didn't even look at Yan Xin, he staggered her jade flute, lifted the hem of the black clothes and squatted down, straightened the wound medicine and spirit stones on the ground, and said indifferently with no expression on his face: "The Guiyuan faction has always had a good reputation, You are the biggest failure of their sect."

Yan Xin became more and more angry.

She wanted to ask her followers to tie up the man who spoke badly and beat her up, but when she thought of her father's warning not to make trouble with others when she came out, she forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart. Picking up the jade flute, he stepped forward leisurely, and then pretended to be unintentional and kicked over the porcelain pill pots that Chu Zeming had just placed, and one of the pots broke immediately.

Yan Xin pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, I'm sorry... I didn't see it. But this little thing, I think this young man is generous, and he won't let me pay for it."

After finishing speaking, he made a face at Chu Zeming, then lifted his foot to leave.

Caught off guard, his hand was grabbed.

Turning around, I saw Chu Zeming's rather ugly face, "You think you are cute? I never said, I don't hit women."

Yan Xin's wrist hurt a little from being pinched, she struggled and shouted: "Let go quickly, let me go! I warn you, don't go too far!"

She is only 15 years old.

She was spoiled by her father since she was a child, and was pampered by elder brothers in the sect. This is the first time she has suffered this kind of grievance, how can she bear it? Does this man understand pity and pity? She turned her head and looked at the person behind her. He shouted angrily: "What are you still looking at, he is bullying me, does he want me to sue dad and punish you when I go back!"

The six attendants behind him looked at each other, and their phantoms flickered.

In the next second, Chu Zeming felt his hand was empty.

Yan Xin was easily rescued by several people.

These people are mediocre, but each of them is a strong person above Nascent Soul. They protected Yan Xin behind them and said in a low voice: "I implore this fellow Taoist to forgive my young lady for being too young and ignorant to hold her hands high."

Chu Zeming withdrew his hand, his eyes fell on the shattered pill of his own sect, and he said slowly: "Then you have to pay for it."

Yan Xin was rubbing her wrists, and when she heard Chu Zeming's words, her eyes widened, "That's it, let us pay for it? A bottle I took out casually on my body is worth the garbage in your place. You want to use garbage to cover it up?" My top-grade elixir? It's quite beautiful!"

Seeing that the arrogant eldest lady of the family had quarreled with others again, several attendants were also very helpless.

The leader of them stood up, took out a bottle of elixir in his arms, handed it to Chu Zeming, and said to him apologetically, "I'm really sorry, this bottle of medicine powder is a high-grade medicine for healing wounds. Sprinkle a little medicine powder on wounds that cannot be repaired by spiritual power." It can be restored, do you think it is okay to use this as compensation?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the medicine in the attendant's hand was knocked over to the ground.

White powder was scattered all over the place.

Yan Xin stared at Xinghe, her pretty face was full of anger, "Am I the master or you are the master, if I say no compensation is allowed, then no compensation is allowed, he called me a dog, and even pinched my wrist swollen, My father never hit me, he should apologize to me, you are not allowed to apologize to him!"

When Chu Zeming heard this, he looked at Yan Xin and suddenly laughed.

"Is it, swollen?"

Yan Xin was taken aback.

The man smiled, and... he was pretty good-looking.

"Of course it's swollen." Yan Xin lifted up half of her sleeve, and stretched out her hand to show Chu Zeming. The next second, the cold touch of the scabbard fell on Yan Xin's hand, and hit her hard.

"Oh, it hurts!" Yan Xin withdrew her hand abruptly, staring at the increasingly red and swollen hand, tears were about to fall from the pain.

Chu Zeming put away the Glazed Light Sword and said with a smile, "Okay, there is no need to pay, you go."

"Thank you, my lord!" Seeing this, several attendants hurriedly picked up their young lady and ran away.

It will be better to take some medicine for this flesh and blood injury later, if they continue to talk about it like this, they are afraid that they will really be unable to heal.

Yan Xin, who was cursing, was carried away by a few followers, and the other sects who were watching the theater around him dispersed. It was just a small sect, and if it suffered a loss, it would suffer a loss.

Chu Zeming squatted down, straightened the messy bottles on the ground again, looked at the broken plaster, and felt a pain in his heart, which was nothing to a giant like the Guiyuan Sect, but these were when they came Elder Qin carefully selected the things he deliberately found.

"Brother, what are you doing? Why did a group of people gather around here just now?" Yue Lian, who had never practiced, came back and saw the young man in the black shirt squatting on the ground, staring at the broken body with grief. Porcelain bottle.

The senior brother next to him explained: "Little junior brother, when you were not around just now, an unreasonable woman picked on me, and she kicked our elixir into pieces."

Yue Lian knelt down and thought about it, and said, "If it's broken, it's broken. Throw this away, I have it here."

After finishing speaking, Yue Lian groped for a while from her bosom, and took out a bottle of spiritual essence exuding a strong aura.Even the sealed jade bottle couldn't seal its terrifyingly thick aura, and everyone's eyes were attracted by this small bottle.

This is the soul.

Although it does not have the terrifying healing effect of life and death, human flesh and white bones, it is not much worse.

Because it is there, as long as you are still holding your breath, your spiritual consciousness will not be extinguished, and it can directly bring people back to life!

Yue Lian glanced at the spirit essence, thinking that there were still three people in the secret realm, she felt that it was not enough, so she touched it for a while - took out the second bottle and the third bottle.

People from other sects around:! ! ! !

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Who the hell can tell them how the little sect can casually take out two or three bottles of spiritual essence.

Looking at the three bottles of spiritual marrow placed in the middle of a pile of tattered elixir, everyone was jealous - this thing should be offered, offered!Don't put the ball on the ground anymore.