Start being a cute pet today [Transmigration Book]

Beside him, Gu Nian's hand was resting on his waist, he was sleeping soundly, he seemed to be having a sweet dream, the corners of his mouth were raised, enjoying it very much.

Jiang Yifeng stared blankly for a long time, then pointed his finger on Gu Nian's lips, and traced gently along his beautiful lip shape, stopping at the corner of his lips.

It was this lip that shocked him, woke him up, and fascinated him by kissing him in his dream.

I won't be... bent...

Jiang Yifeng murmured in his heart with some uncertainty, not knowing exactly what he was thinking in his heart, he unexpectedly leaned down and pecked lightly on Gu Nian's lips.

So soft.

Just like in a dream.

It's like falling into a soft cloud, the whole body is soft and numb, and if you go down a little deeper, you will completely fall into this softness, unable to extricate yourself.

I can't really bend, can I...? !

Jiang Yifeng propped himself up, came to his senses in a trance, and then he didn't want to think any more, and lay down softly, closing his eyes.

At the same time, Gu Nian moved his body. In the dark night, his dark eyes shone brightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

The second day was a rare good weather.

The breeze was blowing, and the clouds were thin.

The pale golden morning light casts warmth through the clouds, and the birdsong rides the morning wind, creating a beautiful morning scene.

Jiang Yifeng stood at the entrance of the book collection cave and stretched greatly.

When he woke up, the thoughts that hovered in Jiang Yifeng's mind when he woke up in the middle of the night were still lingering.

He looked back at Gu Nian, Gu Nian was changing clothes at the moment.He carefully arranged the neckline, and his neck was fair and slender; he fastened the cuffs tightly, and his white and slender fingers were as delicate as fine white fat jade;

Jiang Yifeng was stunned for a moment, and he didn't wake up until Gu Nian approached and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Xiao Yi, what are you looking at?" Gu Nian followed Jiang Yifeng's eyes curiously, and there was clearly nothing there.

"No, what." Jiang Yifeng ran into the cave in a panic, and found a book at random, "Brother, I, I, I, I'm going out to bask in the sun!"

Today, there is half a month before the selection of disciples in the Immortal Cultivation Conference.

The morning light was beautiful, Jiang Yifeng moved a small table outside the library cave, laid out some papers, and held a pen in his hand.

When waking up in the morning, Gu Nian would practice knife skills outside the library cave, no matter it was windy or rainy, he would never rest.

As always, Gu Nian brandished the Guitian Ming knife.

In the spring, the fallen flowers are leisurely and leisurely, and once the sword dances and sighs.

Between receiving and stabbing, countless green leaves fell from the tree, and between sweeping and sweeping, the green leaves were driven by the wind of the knife, gathered together, and surrounded Gu Nian's body.

Jiang Yifeng picked up the pen, intending to sort it out on the paper, and when Gu Nian had time, he would analyze with him the fellow disciples and opponents he would face in the selection of disciples.

However, the scene in front of him was too eye-catching, and the hand holding the pen uncontrollably drew this scene.

A few strokes show Gu Nian's free and easy attitude.

"What is Xiao Yi drawing?" Gu Nian put away the knife at some point, with the back of the knife resting on his arm, carefully looking at Jiang Yifeng's random work on the table, "Is this me?"

Jiang Yifeng picked up the drawing paper, shook it proudly, cleared his throat, and showed a proud smile that belongs to the "leader in the painting world": "How is it, isn't it very expressive?"

"Yeah!" Gu Nian nodded vigorously, his eyes lit up, "Can Xiaoyi give it to me?"

"Yes." Jiang Yifeng raised his head, handed the drawing paper to Gu Nian, and said, "You can do as much as you want!"

Gu Nian put away the drawing paper as if putting away a precious treasure.

For half a month, Gu Nian pestered Jiang Yifeng to take away more than a dozen paintings, treating them as treasures, not only did not put them in the space bracelet, but pressed them under the pillow, and fell asleep on them every day.

Jiang Yifeng's heart swelled a lot because of thinking about this fanboy's behavior.

When he had time, he gave Gu Nianke a popularization of the weaknesses of several difficult opponents, and also "spoiled" him some final test content by the way.

Of course, Jiang Yifeng didn't dare to be confident and careless against the enemy.After all, a novel is a novel, and what happens depends entirely on the author's discretion, but now, everything is real, especially after there are plots other than the original, Jiang Yifeng is even more cautious about the plots that will happen next .

Time is like running water, the little flower next to the stone steps of the endless ancestor's bedroom has grown two green leaves again, and half a month has passed like this.

*****

The main island of Lingyunmen, the back mountain.

In the past, it was clear and cold, and the path in the forest where few people could be seen was now crowded with disciples wearing Ling Yun's fairy clothes.

A teenager hurriedly urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, the first round of the group arena is about to begin."

Another young man, with an adoring look on his face, said, "Don't be late, the first one to appear is Senior Sister Gongyi."

"The senior who played chess with her will be miserable."

"Stop talking, hurry up!"

"Hey! Wait for me!"

……

The teenagers walked together, playing and jostling, or riding on the flying magic weapon, or walking fast, in twos and threes towards the back mountain of the main island.

The arena of the group arena was originally an open space, but now an area has been surrounded by formations, as if a huge beam of light rose from the ground and hit the dome directly.

Outside the formation, it was crowded with Lingyunmen disciples.

The selection of disciples in the Immortal Cultivation Conference is divided into two stages.

The first stage was a simple and rough group arena, where the winning disciples fought non-stop, and finally there were only five left.

The second stage is to have an adventure and get along with each other in a situation selected by the endless ancestor and the other three elders, and let these five people voluntarily select two of them to be eligible to participate in the immortal cultivation conference.

Today is the first day of the group arena.

Since there is no age limit for the selection of disciples, all Lingyunmen disciples, no matter whether they are strong enough or confident, will sign up with the mentality of giving it a try.

I still have dreams, what if I make it to the end?

Therefore, there were an unusually large number of people who came to participate in the group arena, and the process was very lengthy.The group arena competition alone would last a full ten days.

Although the group arena competition is called this way, there is no "stage" in this formation.

Lingyunmen's group arena requires all disciples to fight in the air, no matter if you are flying with a sword, or using a flying magic weapon, even if you have wings, as long as you don't land, you are fine.The player who lands first or his body first, loses.

It's just a competition between the disciples in the sect, so it's enough to learn from each other, just click and stop, as long as the opponent touches the ground, it will be considered a victory.If someone had the intention to kill, an elder would interrupt the match and expel this person from Lingyun Sect.

Gu Nian didn't start the battle today, so the two came here leisurely and became spectators.

With the sound of fierce drums resounding between the heaven and the earth, the voices in the back mountain were full of people, and the blood of all the disciples was boiling.

Among the crowd, a young man in a maple-colored gown and dark-colored short boots stood out against the all-white snow.

The boy's handsome and unlovable eyes looked forward, the narrow and beautiful eyes drooped into triangular eyes.

Even this resentful expression still attracted many people to turn their heads back frequently.

"Brother Gu Nian, the one who is on the field right now is the No. 13 powerhouse among my outer disciples, Liu Tian, ​​with dual spiritual roots of wind and fire."

"However, he can't compare to Brother Gu Nian."

"What is Gu Nian's cultivation level now? I feel that I will never catch up with Gu Nian's footsteps."

"I don't know how Qian'er is doing in Huangling Peak."

"Hey! By the way, Brother Gu Nian, do you know that since Brother Chu's inexplicable spiritual root was abolished, he has started to learn to do business. I heard that he has lost money to a shop of the Gu family."

……

so annoying! !

Gu Xiangxi's voice jumped over Gu Nian and reached his ears.

Gu Xiangxi began to wait for Gu Nian at the entrance of the teleportation formation, chattering and chattering along the way, from the side of the mountain to the side of the sea, from the edgeless sky to the harmony of heaven and earth.Regardless of whether Gu Nian is really listening or not, it's just annoying.

On the self-awareness of licking dogs.

Gu Quxi called him second, but no one dared to call him first.

"Brother." Jiang Yifeng turned to Gu Nian, complaining, "He's really annoying."

Gu Nian also had a face full of desires and desires, and agreed, "I think so too."

Jiang Yifeng really wanted to drag Gu Nian away from here, but both the ground and the air were crowded with disciples who came to watch the battle, and the two of them couldn't leave at all.

He could only continue to endure the annoying Gu Xiangxi.

The cultivation base of the outer disciples of Lingyun Sect can be regarded as outstanding in other sects, but in Lingyun Sect, the light is buried by a brighter brilliance, and they are doomed to be unknown pawns.

In addition, the cultivation bases of Jiang Yifeng and Gu Nian are already higher than their peers by more than one level, so the confrontation before them is simply without any bright spots.

The two people fighting in the formation are like two little birds without feet, they dare not land on the ground, they can only flap each other with their wings, both of them stick tightly to the light wall formed by the formation, waiting The other party exhausted his spiritual power, and was no longer able to support himself suspended in mid-air and fell to the ground.

Several groups in a row fought like this, coupled with Gu Xiangxi's voice like chanting scriptures, Jiang Yifeng almost fell asleep.

In fact, using spiritual power to prop up the whole body and suspend in the air, few people of the same generation in the outside world can do it, and they are all geniuses who have once been amazing in the family.

But in Jiang Yifeng's eyes, watching this kind of boring battle is not as interesting as watching two cats scratching each other.

Just when his thoughts were wandering and he was about to fall asleep, a burst of ear-piercing shouts suddenly erupted around him, which startled him a lot.

In the auditorium, countless disciples shouted loudly.

"It's Senior Sister Gongyi!!"

"It's really Senior Sister Gongyi!!"

"Senior Sister Gongyi has finally appeared!!"

"Senior Sister Gongyi, come on!!!"

"Senior Sister Gongyi!!!"

With deafening shouts, a woman's figure slowly rose from the formation.

This woman is dressed in a water-blue plain dress, with a plump body and exquisite curves.One muscle and one face, full of beauty.

Her skirt was slit to the base of her thighs, revealing a pair of flawless white legs.There was a crystal clear jade jug hanging around her waist. The woman took off the jug, and put it leisurely on her lips for a few sips. On her cheeks, a touch of powder was pulled, and she covered her mouth with a light smile. Wei Qi, her voice is as clear as pearls falling into a jade plate, but it brings endless oppression to the person flying opposite her:

"Admit defeat."