After wearing the book, I became the white moonlight of the paranoid protagonist

There are a total of five Bixiantai in the arena.

The competition is divided into multiple rounds by drawing lots. Half of the players will be eliminated in the first round, and the rest of the rounds will be deduced by analogy until the final round begins when the last ten people remain.

If the total number of people is single, someone can take a bye.

When Jiang Weilin followed Long Qing to the arena, there were already countless disciples crowded here. There were already pairs of disciples standing on the five Bixiantai. Just listen to the order of the elder next to you, and you will attack your opponent.

Looking at those unfamiliar faces, Jiang Weilin's calm expression was out of tune with the cheering crowd around him, and he even frowned.

"Brother Jiang, it's fine if we don't go to the back." Long Qing sensed his emotions and suggested so.

Although he was reluctant to go to the back, he couldn't really see anything in the back.

Jiang Weilin shook his head slightly, and had no choice but to raise his voice in the noisy crowd: "Long Qing, is that Golden Core cultivator really coming?"

Without waiting for Long Qing to nod his head firmly, the disciples at the side hurriedly came over, "Of course, we are all here to see the closed disciple accepted by the head, the golden core who is only sixteen years old! That's a genius!" !"

"When will he play?" Jiang Weilin asked along the way.

"Then I don't know. Let's see what lottery he drew."

Under Bixiantai, the heated discussion in the crowd gradually quieted down when an elder walked out. The elder didn't say much, but simply introduced the rules of the competition, and then turned around to reveal several young or old people on the high platform behind him. The middle-aged monks introduced their identities one by one.

It is the representatives of various sects who were invited to participate in the competition of Qiantianmen, as well as the elders of Qiantianmen and... the head of the sect.

After cultivating immortality, the five senses will be improved to the maximum extent.

Jiang Weilin saw Song Qing who was sitting in the center at a glance. Obviously, Song Qing also found him in the crowd, and looked at him from a long distance.

Jiang Weilin didn't care whether the other party could see clearly or not, he smiled back and turned his gaze to Bixiantai.

At this time, the disciples on each stage were ready. After the elder announced the start, they made a salute to each other and then went straight to move, while some of them stood still to deal with each other.

Seeing this, the disciples below roared away, shouting the name of the supporter.

Jiang Weilin listened for a while, but didn't know any of them. In fact, his retreat life for more than ten years still affected his social interaction very much.

"Brother Zhou! Come on!"

Long Qing on the side also yelled with all his energy, probably because he knew a certain cultivator.

Jiang Weilin patted him on his affairs and left by himself, Long Qing nodded repeatedly, his eyes glued to the ring.

Hastily sweeping across the arena in front of him, Jiang Weilin squeezed into the middle.

The five Bixian Terraces were mainly filled with people under each platform, and there was a space in the middle of the five platforms. Jiang Weilin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after squeezing out the crowd and coming to the open space.

He hugged the fox, patted his wrinkled hem, and glanced around. From this position, he could roughly see all the scenes on the stage, but he couldn't see clearly.

It was enough for Jiang Weilin, he just wanted to find someone, he didn't need to look carefully.

One after another, the competition went on, and the sun was already on the top.

There is no rest at noon, and the competition will continue.

Jiang Weilin touched the little sugar figurine in his arms, he wanted to eat it a little bit, he hesitated for a while and stuffed two bigu pills into his mouth, then found an unobtrusive corner and sat down on the ground to practice.

While cultivating, don't forget to pay a little attention to the surrounding situation.

Because of the lack of complete concentration, the time did not pass quickly.

Jiang Weilin used spiritual energy to dispel the hot temperature around him, and guided the spiritual energy in.Entering the body, the aura of the inner door is indeed several times richer than that of the outer door. When immersed in it, the pores of the whole body seem to be stretched.

I do not know how long it has been.

When Jiang Weilin was almost completely in sedation, there was a sudden burst of exclamation from around!

"Look! Is it that one!"

"The closed disciple of the sect master! The youngest Golden Core cultivator!"

"It's him! The disciple robes he wears are different from ours!"

"I heard that he is only 16 years old... so handsome."

Admiration and surprise mixed together, Jiang Weilin was awakened instantly, and after listening carefully to the conversation in his ear, he realized that the person he was waiting for should come.

Picking up the fox on the ground and brushing off the dust, Jiang Weilin led him straight to the arena.

But the crowd was too dense, they all flocked to Bixiantai, and Jiang Weilin could only stay on the outermost layer after passing.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to stop, and the people behind continued to squeeze forward.

"Hey! Don't squeeze!" "Someone stepped on my foot!" "The ones coming from behind don't move!"

Circle after circle around Bixiantai, the rest of the audience was instantly empty.

Jiang Weilin ignored the crowd and turned his attention to the stage.

After a while, a young man in a black outfit came up from the stage. His black hair was tied neatly on the top of his hair, leaving only a few strands of hair falling by his ears, half-closed under his straight eyebrows The eyes, the pitch-black eyes make one feel like falling into an abyss at a glance, adding a bit of coldness.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, the thin lips are lightly pursed into a line, and the feeling of indifference is like repelling people thousands of miles away.

Even at the age of 16, his body shape is already half-lengthened, and powerful muscle curves can be seen faintly under the strong clothes.

"Is that him! When was he recruited as a disciple, what is his name!"

"I heard that I was in the same group as Brother Zhang, and was taken away by the head of the house as soon as I came in."

The moment they saw the person, all the disciples were excited, and they all asked about the origin of the young man who pretended to be strong.

Jiang Weilin hid in the crowd, looking up at the people above in a daze.

This is.....Yuzuru?

He has a strange feeling like seeing an outsider. After all, 13 years have passed. At that time, Yuansugi was only three years old and hadn't grown anything. Now that he has grown up, he is not the same as before.

That indifferent face even made him doubt, is it really Yuan Shan?

Is it really the child who will lie in his arms and obediently call him brother?

Jiang Weilin was a little dazed.

I can't remember things clearly when I was a child, Yuanshan seems to have changed a lot, maybe he has forgotten everything about the past.

This sudden sense of strangeness made Jiang Weilin shake whether he recognized each other.

It's because he forgot that a three-year-old child has no memory of what happened when he was a child. For example, he himself can't remember what happened when he was three years old, but if he remembers this child, the other party may not remember him.

If this is the case, it seems that recognition and meeting are not necessary.

If the other party can't keep it, he will feel baffled by the person who suddenly appears to recognize his relatives.

Thinking of this, Jiang Weilin felt conflicted, and slowly backed away a little.

At this moment, the competition on the stage is about to begin.

The person who got the same lottery as Yuan Shan was very unlucky, he stared at Yuan Shan nervously, with cold sweat faintly breaking out on his forehead, he even forgot the etiquette before the competition.

Until the elders announced the beginning.

He raised his sword nervously and charged forward!Throwing moves at Yuan Shan indiscriminately.

Yuan Shan's expression was expressionless, she just turned slightly sideways to dodge the attack, as if she didn't intend to make a move.

He remembered his master's words, even if he is strong in fighting, if he saves some face for his opponent, he will win people's hearts more.

Yuan Shan is not interested in winning people's hearts, he just thinks if his brother is around, will he like him more after seeing him behave like this.

With this thought in mind, Yuan Shan scanned the audience from the corner of the eye while hiding.

Jiang Weilin squeezed into the crowd, and the eyes of the two collided inadvertently.

Immediately, both of them froze in place.

"Brother..." Yuan Shan moved her lips, and froze on Bixiantai.

Even though this scene had been anticipated, the moment it happened was still too sudden.

"Hey, why did he stop?"

"Don't fight?"

"But another person is coming!"

Seeing him stunned, the disciple who was in the same arena with Yuanshan was overjoyed and thought it was a godsend opportunity, so he quickly gathered strength in his hand and stabbed fiercely with a sharp sword!

"what happened!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Is he really Jin Dan!"

Seeing this discussion, all the disciples became suspicious in anxiety, and even the master on the high platform slowly stood up and frowned.

The opponent's sword is about to pierce his chest in an instant!

Jiang Weilin also came back to his senses, his heart skipped a beat, just as he was about to breathe out.

I saw Yuan Shan just raised his hand - two fingers clamped the blade with strong sword wind directly!

In an instant, the aggressive moves just before disappeared instantly, and the sharp and hostile sword edge seemed to change from a wild beast to a tamed domestic pet in an instant, and it was completely quiet.

Now, the surroundings are silent.

Yuan Shan, who had been dodging just now, directly kicked his opponent out of the ring.

The game ended in almost an instant.

No wonder he didn't make a move before, as long as he wanted to, the opponent had no chance to make a move!

There is no comparison in building a foundation in front of Jin Dan.

On the high platform, the master also breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly sat back.

As soon as he sat down, the elders of other sects next to him laughed and said, "Hahahaha, you disciple, if you say you don't give others face, you will make people do a lot of tricks, if you want to say show others face, you will kick people down with one kick." Already!"

Hearing this, the headmaster smiled awkwardly.

Even though he didn't pay much attention to this disciple except for training, he knew how to deal with the opponent's temperament, and he might beat him down as soon as he came on the field.

Could it be... Under this table, someone he cares about is here?

really.

Before the elder announced the result, amidst the excited discussions and cheers of the disciples, the young man on the stage had disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, one person was missing from the audience.

"Squeezed to death..." Jiang Weilin squeezed out from the crowd.

Seeing the moment when the cub he had raised knocked him off the ring, the disciples below were even more excited, and he ran out because he was too crowded.

Finding a place under the shade of a tree, Jiang Weilin first checked to see if the fox was crushed somewhere, and then wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After the surrounding quieted down, he couldn't help thinking about the scene just now.

Yuan Shan's eyes... are no strangers, it seems that he still remembers him.

Do you recognize it or not.

Jiang Weilin is very entangled, admitting or not admitting it doesn't really affect him, at best, denying it will make him feel a little melancholy thinking about the past, but it has been like this for more than ten years.

If you feel lonely, it would be a good idea to join Senior Brother Song.

While he was in conflict, a gust of wind suddenly came from his ears.

Before he could react, a person suddenly ran into his arms!

The huge impact caused his back to hit the tree trunk firmly!

In an instant, the entire trunk trembled, and the leaves on the branches fell like rain.

"hiss--"

Jiang Weilin gasped, and before he could curse secretly, he was hugged tightly around his waist.

He seemed to have anticipated something, and when he opened his eyes again, there was already someone in his arms.

The young man's strong arms tightly hugged his waist, and his whole head was buried on his shoulders.

The faint agarwood that seemed to contain a little bit of cold brushed the tip of his nose, and the scorching temperature enveloped him tightly, Jiang Weilin was a little dazed, the person in front of him... was actually a very strange person to him.

Unlike that child, he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

For a moment, both of them were very quiet.

Jiang Weilin was hugged quietly, and the boy was buried quietly on his shoulder.

I don't know how long it took before the other party broke the silence.

"elder brother."

The slightly hoarse voice of the young man said in a low voice, with a bit of strange charm that tickles people's hearts, but it still can't change the strangeness of this voice to Jiang Weilin.

He responded with a little embarrassment, "Um..."

"I'm sorry, I haven't looked for you for so many years." Yuan Shan hugged him tightly, after the soft little cub lost the look of needing to be held in his arms, he now has the posture of a handsome young man.

Jiang Weilin felt a strange feeling for no reason.

The little one I had hugged suddenly changed completely, and was about as tall as him.

He hugged the fox with one hand to avoid being squeezed into a pulp, and touched Yuan Shan's head with the other hand.

Fingers poked into the neatly combed hair, and the hair immediately became messy. Mao Mao's black hair fell on the fingertips, and the fingertips lightly touched the head.

"Um...how have you been these years?" he said in a know-it-all topic.

Yuan Shan didn't raise her head, she just buried her tightly on his neck, with her face pressed against his neckline, exhaling fiery breath from time to time, bringing out a burst of itching.

He was next to Jiang Weilin, as if he was afraid that he would not hug enough.

Hearing the question, he just said softly: "Not good."

Jiang Weilin:?

He hurriedly said seriously: "But they abused you?"

"No." Yuan Shan raised his head, letting Jiang Weilin clearly see his face for the first time.

He is a perfect combination of youthful heroism and slightly gloomy coldness, with a strange and contradictory attraction.

He put his finger lightly next to Jiang Weilin's ear, and brushed his cheek along the base of the ear until it touched his neck. He withdrew his strength slightly, as if he wanted to control him in his hand.

"Without my brother, life is not good at all." He leaned closer and whispered.

With his movements and the wind, a few strands of black black hair fell on Jiang Weilin's cheeks, and intertwined with his own strands.

Jiang Weilin paused, and quickly wanted to retreat, but there was a tree trunk behind him, and he couldn't retreat even if his heels were pressed to death. He raised his hand and grabbed Yuan Shan's hand that touched him, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

To say that this child's fledgling complex is too long-lasting?

Or are you having a good time and can't just look at this kind of thing?

Inexplicably, he felt that preaching didn't work, and the child seemed to have a strange temper.

"Brother, I miss you so much." Yuan Shan lowered his eyes, watching Jiang Weilin grabbing his hand, and holding the other back into the palm of his hand, he lowered his head, almost when Jiang Weilin thought he was going to kiss, at a very close distance Kankan stopped.

He raised his head suddenly, and said with a cold expression: "My brother still keeps him with me all the time."

Jiang Weilin thought for a while, is it a fox?

Finally having a topic, Jiang Weilin heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and handed the fox to Yuanshan.

"Well, after all, it is our benefactor, who has been carrying it all these years."

His tone was very warm, and he had obviously classified the fox into the category of relatives.

Yuan Shan remained expressionless, "Brother hugged him to sleep?"

"Just to keep warm." Jiang Weilin replied with a teasing smile, "Do you want to hug him? He is very cute."

He thinks the fox is still a cute little animal when it is not human.

Yuan Shan raised his hand to grab the fox, just when Jiang Weilin thought he wanted to hug the fox curiously...

With a bang, the fox was thrown to the ground.

Jiang Weilin:!

"Fox..." Dirty.

Before Yuan Shan finished speaking, Jiang Weilin grabbed his ear, "What are you throwing! That's our lifesaver!"