Alpaca [Transmigration Book]

Yiqiu, oh Yiqiu, I'm afraid you are not a fool!

He Xiuzhu is Qinxian's most proud student, and he is supposed to stand shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Yuyao and Chaoyun in Xianlumen.

There are more than two hundred people present at the moment, as long as their brains are not burned by the scorching sun, it is impossible to think that He Xiuzhu will lose.

Now it's all right, the misfortune comes from the mouth, how to explain the alpaca?

"I, I..." Yi Qiu turned to look at You Yan, his eyes were timid but full of luck.

She thought that You Yan might not be angry.

At least from the surface, there is still a little smile in You Yan's eyes.

Yiqiu tried her best to recall, she felt that her voice should not be loud just now.

Maybe, maybe there is such a slight possibility that You Yan didn't hear her words clearly.

She told herself from the bottom of her heart, don't panic, but calm down, the more this kind of telltale situation is more or less half exposed, the more it is necessary to pretend nothing happened, so that it is easier to get away with it.

"I, I mean..." Yi Qiu faltered and fumbled for a long time, and finally said something very reluctantly, "That boy Luo Mingyuan really hit a ghost... Hey, please don't hit him , how ugly it would be to lose later, I feel miserable when I think about it..."

Displeasure flashed across You Yan's eyes, but after a brief silence, he returned to normal, and only said lightly: "I don't know who named him."

Yiqiu muttered softly: "You..."

You Yan asked back: "Me?"

Yiqiu shook his head again and again: "I, I suggested it! I just think... I think his luck is too bad..."

She whispered, turned her head as if to avoid, and cast her eyes on the bewildered young man under the test platform.

Obviously, he didn't know when he signed up for this trial meeting, and everything that happened at this moment was like a big joke to him.

The brothers standing around him urged or laughed at him, even if they had a little conscience, they only had surprise or pity in their eyes, and none of them gave even a word of encouragement.

"I didn't sign up." Luo Mingyuan was silent for a moment, raised his head, and amidst the countless cynicism around him, he paused word by word and said clearly, "I haven't, I haven't signed up."

"You didn't?" Someone laughed from the side, "Why, you didn't sign up, so someone deliberately teased you?"

"Junior Brother Luo, you haven't practiced for so long, do you still remember that you are Master's disciple?"

Another person deliberately amplified his voice and asked, "You didn't lose your disciple seal, did you?"

"Not lost..." Luo Mingyuan frowned.

"It's not lost, so someone snatched your disciple seal to sign up?" The person next to him continued to ask.

"No..." Luo Mingyuan said, his fingers contracted unnaturally.

"Then what else do you have to say?" The man smiled sarcastically with a look of contempt on his face, "I signed up myself, if I am unlucky, I will be afraid to meet Senior Brother He?"

When the others heard it, they all felt that it was reasonable, and they responded one after another.

"If you can't do it, then don't sign up. If you meet Senior Brother He, are you afraid that you will lose too badly?"

"Isn't it ugly to lose who he meets? After so many years, he can't even learn the basics."

"Junior Brother Luo worked so hard. Back then when he practiced mental techniques until he coughed up blood, he was so weak that Master couldn't bear to ask him to continue practicing after seeing him."

There are more and more ugly words.

Yiqiu could clearly feel that the faces of the three venerables on the high platform were not very good-looking at the moment.

And the young man who couldn't explain, just clenched his fists bit by bit amidst the malice that others didn't want to understand.

For a moment, Yi Qiu couldn't help but straighten her body, her eyes were full of guilt that couldn't be concealed.

Not the same, everything that happened now is still different from the novel.

Luo Mingyuan didn't sign up voluntarily, he didn't know anything, he didn't have the determination, he wasn't prepared, so he was pushed to the cusp for no reason.

Comparing her heart to her heart, if the person standing there at this moment was herself, she might wish to dig a hole and bury herself on the spot.

The scorching sun that was slanting in the west quietly hid in the clouds, and the glaring sunlight suddenly dissipated, and a cool breeze blew over everyone who was agitated.

Jiang Yuyao couldn't help but took two steps forward, frowning tightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

In such a situation, no matter what she said, she was trampling on that young man's self-esteem.

But just as she was hesitating, Luo Mingyuan suddenly let go of his clenched hands, walked out of the crowd, and leaped onto the test platform suspended from all sides.

"He can still do light work?"

"I thought he couldn't make it."

"So what if you go up? Why don't you get knocked down right away..."

Luo Mingyuan stood still, cupped his fists and bowed deeply to He Xiuzhu.

Then, the boy straightened up, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Brother, please enlighten me."

He Xiuzhu: "I said before, if you have ten moves, you should do it first."

Luo Mingyuan: "Brother, will you give ten tricks to others?"

He Xiuzhu was speechless for a moment, the disdain in his eyes was replaced by a trace of surprise.

"If not, you don't need to take care of me." Luo Mingyuan took a step forward and said stubbornly, "Brother, please enlighten me!"

He Xiuzhu couldn't help frowning: "Where's your sword?"

Luo Mingyuan replied: "I don't have a sword."

There was a burst of laughter under the trial platform.

He Xiuzhu was silent for a while, with some respect in his eyes, he put the zither in his hand back behind his back, and said, "Junior brother, pay attention."

"It still looks a bit like this." You Yan stood up, with a little more interest in his eyes.

Yiqiu subconsciously turned her head to look at You Yan, and seeing that her attention was finally not on her, she was relieved from the bottom of her heart.

In the novel, the part where Luo Mingyuan confronts He Xiuzhu is extremely tragic.

To sum it up briefly, he couldn't handle a single move, but he kept getting knocked down and stood up again and again. With an indomitable spirit, he forced He Xiuzhu, who wanted to pretend to be tough with his bare hands, to use magic tricks on him. device, wanting to throw him directly off the test stand.

But the protagonist is the protagonist after all, how can there be no decent tricks?

The scene at that time was actually when Luo Mingyuan was about to lose, looking at the indifferent or disdainful eyes of everyone, listening to the sarcasm and ridicule around him, all the pain and unwillingness that had been suppressed in his heart for so many years finally came to an end. At that moment, it erupted completely like a flood breaking a dike.

It's just that at this moment...

It seems to be different from what was written in the novel.

Can't take a good move?

In just ten or so seconds, that kid had gone through seven or eight moves with He Xiuzhu. Although he retreated every step of the way, he did not show a slight disadvantage, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

After all, before this, no one thought that he could pass three tricks under He Xiuzhu's hands.

It's a pity that Xianlu sect is a sect of cultivating immortals, although Luo Mingyuan's martial arts are not bad, but he doesn't have the slightest bonus in magic skills.

He Xiuzhu wanted to save some face for him, at first he didn't use his spiritual power in his moves, but now he saw that he couldn't win with fists and kicks alone, so he didn't continue to be humble, and there was a spiritual flow in his palm.

Luo Mingyuan fell into decline in that instant, Yi Qiu watched from afar, couldn't help but hold his breath, looking forward to the moment when the protagonist's halo blinds everyone.

However, on the test platform at this moment, there is no secondary school scene of "keep falling and standing up" in the text.

Three moves, just three moves, He Xiuzhu pushed Luo Mingyuan to the edge of the ring.

In the next second, he slapped forward with force, knocking Luo Mingyuan off the stage.

Yiqiu: "Grass!"

It was too late to say it, but the moment He Xiuzhu slapped Luo Mingyuan into the air, he took off the Yaoqin behind him, stroked the strings in the air, played a sound wave, and floated on the cold pool.

Luo Mingyuan also stepped on the sound wave at that moment, jumped back to the shore with his strength, stabilized his figure, looked up at He Xiuzhu, his eyes were full of respect: "Thank you, brother!"

A trace of affirmation appeared in He Xiuzhu's eyes, he raised his lips and said with a smile: "You are not weak, but you are unlucky."

At that moment, there seemed to be light in the defeated young man's eyes, and the woman who was holding the sword handle not far away also stretched her brows.

Unbelievable was written in everyone's eyes.

Alpacas are no exception.

It's just that what others don't want to believe is that the number one waste recognized by Xianlumen has been appreciated by He Xiuzhu.

What Yiqiu didn't want to believe was that Luo Mingyuan lost.

He is the hero, how could he lose?

No, isn't it the promise of perseverance, the promise of pain and unwillingness that will explode when you are about to lose?

What about his Golden Crow power?

Can he brighten the aura of the protagonist who blinds everyone?

It's just that I have eaten less of the villain's brainwashing package, so how did things become like this?

"How could it be... He, he lost like this? Only three moves!"

"Only three tricks?" You Yan chuckled lightly, and said lightly, "The most proud disciple of the Qin Immortal, if three tricks can't subdue a person who has not even learned the basics, it's better to go through the meridians."

"But, but he..." When Yiqiu reached this point, he couldn't help but hesitated for a long time, and then continued, "Master, didn't you say that that kid is a half-demon? There is, just, nothing in his body." Do you need some magic power..."

"There is indeed a power in his body, but if he uses it at this moment, can he still live?" You Yan smiled, "None of the three sitting above is blind."

Yiqiu choked instantly, unable to recover for a long time.

The competition on the trial platform continued, and those who were ridiculed shut their mouths.

Although the defeat is glorious, this is undoubtedly the best result for Luo Mingyuan.

But to Yiqiu, it was like a bolt from the blue, which made her unable to recover for a long time.

Yes, You Yan is right.

None of the Xianlu Sect disciples present and the three venerables on the high platform were blind.

The power in Luo Mingyuan's body does not belong to the mortal world, and mortals will regard it as demon power. If he uses this power to hurt He Xiuzhu, he will definitely not be able to win successive victories after proving himself as written in the novel, and finally get the opportunity to go down the mountain to practice. quota.

Obviously, this is unreasonable.

Not to mention, it was impossible for Luo Mingyuan to survive in He Xiuzhu's hands for so long with an unyielding spirit as described in the novel.

Fiction is fiction, reality is reality.

Can you not lose if you don't admit defeat?

Perhaps only the protagonist with a wide open golden finger can do this...

But, she understands all the truth...

This little pig's hoof just lost the competition, how should the follow-up plot proceed!

The bird cuckoos and flies!Good guy, amazing, this is only a few chapters in the original text, and you can write so many bugs to trick me!

You really have no heart! !