With the script in hand, I became a heartthrob

In the morning, Rao Xi woke up naturally from his sleep. He stretched beautifully, cleaned himself up, opened the door, and walked out of the room.

The morning sun is not as warm as the noon, like light golden yarn falling on the ground, passing through the branches and leaves, forming one after another small interlaced light spots.

As he walked forward, he accidentally kicked something with his toes. Rao Xi subconsciously looked down, and when he saw this, he was so surprised that he yelled: "Junior Brother?"

The young man was lying on the ground, with red hair messily scattered on his forehead, pale skin, pale lips, without the slightest natural blush, and those beautiful red eyes looked like rubies that had lost their luster, looking listless. Looks like a sick person.

Rao Xi hurriedly picked him up and put him on his bed, "What's wrong?"

"Brother..."

Liang Jingyou opened his mouth weakly, his eyes seemed to be misty and hazy.

Rao Xi couldn't help touching the boy's hair, and gently brushed the broken red hair on his forehead aside.

"It hurts." Liang Jingyou whispered.

Rao Xi sized him up, "Where does it hurt?"

"It hurts here."

Liang Jingyou stretched out his hand, and there were streaks of blue and purple winding on his fair skin, making his pale skin even more shocking.

"It hurts here too."

The boy lifted up his clothes again, revealing his snow-white and smooth calf. The skin that was originally like emerald jade was damaged by countless bluish-purple, like a crack in the beautiful jade, which made people feel a pity for no reason.

"My whole body hurts."

The young man seemed to really have no strength to speak, even the words he spoke were soft, and it was not easy to hear if he didn't listen carefully.

Rao Xi felt distressed and funny at the same time, "Then why did you fight so hard with Senior Brother Xue Meng? Now I finally know the pain, the whip of the Discipline Hall is not easy to bear."

The young man didn't speak, just looked at Rao Xi with a pair of ruby ​​eyes soaked in water, he lowered his eyes again, his long eyelashes left a small shadow on his pale skin.

Looking at the young man's appearance, in the end, distress prevailed.

Rao Xi took out the healing porcelain bottle from the storage bag, opened it and asked, "Do you still have the energy to apply the medicine yourself?"

"No more." Liang Jingyou hurriedly said in a low voice, for fear that the young man would be disgusted and leave him.

Rao Xi applied a handful of ointment, and his knuckle fingers were stained with blue ointment, which looked really pretty.

Liang Jingyou couldn't help but glance over.

Rao Xi smeared the ointment on Liang Jingyou's wrist, and he gently wiped it along the winding blue-purple color bit by bit.

He painted on the boy for a long time without moving. He turned his head and saw the boy's red eyes staring at his movements. The concentration of those eyes was like a wolf staring at its prey.

Rao Xi said angrily, "Look at what my hand is doing? Say it hurts."

"Hmm..." Liang Jingyou quickly lowered his head, the youth's skin flowed on his wrist, smooth and soft.

It didn't take long for him to lower his eyes, and soon he raised them cautiously, watching the action of the young man applying the medicine for him from the corner of his eyes.

The young man lowered his head, his skin was as white as a ball of snow, and because of his concentration, the long eyelashes on his dark eyes would only move for a long time, like a butterfly resting on the side of the road and occasionally flapping its wings.

This NPC is really nice.

No matter which angle it looks good, there is no dead angle.

It's not in vain that he tried his best to come back with his injuries.

Maybe it's because the real physique gradually merged with the game, the whip from the Discipline Hall only felt slight pain on his body, and when he came out of the Discipline Hall, the wound disappeared instantly, leaving no bruises behind.

Helpless, Liang Jingyou could only pretend to be injured, and slowly moved up the hill to hide in the forest. In the middle of the night, he smoked himself, and it took a long time before he was honorably injured, and finally lay down in front of Fu Bai's door.

Not knowing when the young man got up this time, Liang Jingyou lay on the ground and swallowed.

What a pity.

Now the young man doesn't need to wake him up...it's all due to that double-standard Duan Congnan!He gritted his teeth.

Liang Jingyou's physique was very good, and the bruising disappeared shortly after the ointment was applied.

After the wrist was painted, Rao Xi glanced at his smooth and undamaged white wrist, and stuffed the ointment into Liang Jingyou's hand, "Apply the rest by yourself."

Liang Jingyou just wanted to continue to say something, but saw that his wrist, compared with the previous bruising, was so healthy that it didn't seem to be an arm.

He stared, hating for the first time that his physique was so good.

In the end, I could only take the ointment.

But it's not bad to be able to apply medicine on the young man's bed. Liang Jingyou wanted to stretch his calf into Rao Xi's quilt, but Rao Xi grabbed him hard.

The young man sat by the bed, looked at him, and uttered a word, "Dirty."

Liang Jingyou: "..."

He was silent for a while, and quickly performed a cleaning technique on himself, "It's not dirty now."

"Kukou..." There was a sudden knock on the door.

Rao Xi stood up, walked over and opened the door.Liang Jingyou quickly stretched his calf into Rao Xi's quilt.

The boy with a dumpling face stood at the door, Yuanyuan's eyes were slightly lost, and he whispered: "Junior Brother..."

"What's wrong?" Rao Xi didn't know why.

Xue Meng has always held the idea that she is a senior brother, and has always felt that she should set a good example. She did such a thing in front of young people before, and felt dereliction of duty. She practiced alone in the back mountain and deep pond for two days before returning.

When he came back, he passed by the door of the young man's room, but he still couldn't resist knocking on the door.

Liang Jingyou vaguely heard Xue Meng's voice, and quickly strained his ears, trying to eavesdrop on what they were saying.

The voice is a bit low and I can't hear clearly.

He moved outside, and accidentally touched the gold ornaments that the young man had dropped on the bed, and the two gold ornaments collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Xue Meng's eyes froze, and he looked straight into Rao Xi's room, "Is there anything in the junior brother's room?"

Rao Xi also heard it, and then remembered the gold jewelry he had left behind. He felt that there was nothing to hide, so he said, "Junior Brother Liang is inside."

He walked in, and Xue Meng followed, and saw Liang Jingyou sitting on Rao Xi's bed, looking at him with an unfriendly expression.

Xue Meng said in a cold voice, "What are you doing in the junior brother's room?"

Liang Jingyou replied with a serious expression, "What are you doing looking for senior brother today?"

Rao Xi put on the gold jewelry that had fallen, and when he heard this sentence, he also asked: "Is there something you want, Senior Brother?"

Xue Meng's expression froze, and after thinking about it for a long time, his thoughts were still confused, and finally he thought of the upcoming meeting of the Chaoyun Sect, and quickly said, "I'm here to discuss with my senior brother about the meeting."

Soon he looked at Liang Jingyou with a cold look in his eyes, "What are you doing here again, Master Fu?"

"He?" Rao Xi smiled, "He was injured in the Discipline Hall, and he came to ask me to apply medicine for him."

Xue Meng looked at Liang Jingyou with a colder gaze. Although the Discipline Hall is strict, the injury must have healed after two days. How could it be possible to stay until now?

Could it be that Liang Jingyou didn't apply the medicine on purpose, and came to Master Fu with his wounds to win sympathy... He had no good intentions, but a deep scheming heart!

Xue Meng's gaze was like a knife, and it became more and more severe.

Rao Xi didn't pay attention to the movement in the room, he lazily interrupted, "By the way, Senior Brother Xue, I won't participate in the Weiwei Conference, so you don't need to discuss it with me."

Xue Meng was taken aback, "Why didn't Junior Brother Fu participate?"

"I don't want to participate," Rao Xi said.

Xue Meng hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Does Master know about this?"

"He knows."

Rao Xi replied with a smile on his chin, the corners of his eyes were bent, and there seemed to be boundless wind and moon between his brows, as if stars fell from the sky and shattered in his eyes.

"I'll watch from the sidelines then."

It was obviously just a casual sentence from the young man, but the other two seemed to be encouraged. In the quiet room, there was a vague atmosphere of confrontation again.

"Is nephew here?"

Suddenly, a deep male voice came clearly into the room through the open door.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the voice poked his head in from the door, and met the three people inside.

"..." Xie Qian immediately straightened up and walked in. He frowned, his handsome face was solemn, "Why are you all here? Aren't you going to practice?"

Xue Meng lowered her eyes and said, "Master, I'm going now."

Liang Jingyou came to Jianfeng for so long before he saw Xie Qian, his uncle.

He blinked his eyes and fell into deep thought. Xie Qian is Duan Congnan's younger brother. He likes to walk outside Chaoyunzong. He has an uneven relationship with Duan Congnan. Sometimes he won't come back to Chaoyunzong for a long time. What happened this time? came back.

Xie Qian's eyes moved to Liang Jingyou's body, his eyes sharpened, and he frowned, that face looked majestic when it became serious.

"Why are you sitting on nephew Fu's bed? How decent is that!"

Rao Xi explained: "Uncle Master, he is injured and is applying medicine."

"Why did he apply medicine in your room?"

Xie Qian couldn't help asking, he looked at Rao Xi who was sitting on the chair smiling, and then at Liang Jingyou who was stiff.

After a while, he walked to Liang Jingyou's side, "Nephew Liang is injured, where is the injury, let the uncle apply the medicine for you. The uncle walks outside all the year round, so he knows this very well."

Xie Qian was tall and strong, and when he walked over, it was like a mountain pressing down on him.

Liang Jingyou inexplicably felt a wave of hostility towards him. He glanced at the man in front of him vigilantly, quickly hid his emotions in his eyes, quickly put on his shoes and went to bed.

"You don't need to bother the uncle, the nephew can handle it by himself." Now Xie Qian is in the out-of-body period, so he can't go head-to-head with him.

Liang Jingyou walked out, "Senior Brother Fu, I'm going back first."

After walking out the door, he let out a sigh of relief. It seems that Jianfeng is full of rivals in love.

It seems that he must quickly improve his cultivation. When he goes offline tonight, he must ask his father to unlock all the permissions under his card. If he can't do it, he must ask his mother. yield.

Liang Jingyou's eyes were extremely firm.

"You did it on purpose today? To win the sympathy of Master Fu?" Xue Meng stood aside with her sword in her arms, looked at him unkindly, and said lightly.

Liang Jingyou noticed him and raised his eyebrows, "So what if I did it on purpose?"

"Your face is really similar to that demon cultivator Shen Yuan."

Xue Meng put the sword on her waist, "Chanwei Conference, I'm waiting for you, I hope my junior brother will not disappoint my expectations of you."

After he finished speaking, he left, leaving Liang Jingyou standing where he was, expressing doubts.

"Wait a minute, who is that magician Shen Yuan?"