After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

After Lin Qingzhou yelled softly, a black head with a bun on top and a jasper hairpin stuck out from behind the small green bushes.

She has an oval-shaped fair face, rosy cheeks, a straight nose, and a pair of bright and energetic eyes, looking straight at Lin Qingzhou with a bit of hostility.

Lin Qingzhou froze for a moment, it turned out to be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

There are no female cultivators in Qingxu Sword Sect.

There is only one girl who can walk around in the Qingxu Sword Sect without restraint.

This girl is probably Lian Yu who has heard her name for a long time.

Lian Yu.

The eldest lady of a wealthy businessman in Yugu Town under Fuyu Mountain.

Because Han Qi went down the mountain to eliminate evil a few years ago, she caught a glimpse and was impressed by his heroic appearance, so she often found various reasons to come to Qingxu Sword Sect, trying to get close to Han Qi, but repeatedly bumped into the wall, and the more she was frustrated, the more she became... Yong.

However, recently she seems to have changed her mind and turned to Wentang.

"You are Lin Qingzhou." Lian Yu's voice was clear and clear, with a bit of undisguised provocation.

Lin Qingzhou raised her lips and smiled, "It's me, little girl, you have something to do with me"

Lian Yu simply walked out from behind the bushes outside the white stone railing, lowered his head and tore off the leaves on the skirt, and said, "Nothing else, I just came to see what you look like."

After finishing speaking, she walked to the stone steps in front of Lin Qingzhou, put her hands on her hips, and raised a small face. On her forehead were two small red bags bitten by mosquitoes.

She looked at Lin Qingzhou from head to toe with flamboyant eyes.

"It seems to be nothing more than that." Lian Yu pouted, somewhat dissatisfied.

Lin Qingzhou walked down the steps, smiling unabated, "Why do you want to know what I look like?"

Lian Yu's eyes were innocent, "Someone always mentioned you to me, and I asked him if I look good or not," she said, her eyes widened, "He even said that I am good-looking, but you are prettier than me There are too many, so I came here to verify."

Lin Qingzhou was slightly taken aback, the "someone" she was talking about was probably Wen Tang.

At this end, Lian Yuxiu's eyebrows were raised upright, angrily, "You don't look much better, you..." She lowered her tone and glanced at Lin Qingzhou again, suddenly losing a little bit of confidence, "You just look a little better Bar."

Lin Qingzhou instantly felt that her flaring teeth and dancing claws were a bit cute.

He smiled and asked, "What else did that person tell you about me?"

Lian Yu looked at him warily, and said, "Don't try to trick me."

Lin Qingzhou didn't care, and smiled lightly, "It's getting dark, you go home early, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he bypassed Lian Yu, and was about to make a tactic and leave with his sword, when suddenly, Lian Yu's distraught voice came from behind, "Don't be complacent, he likes you today, maybe tomorrow."

Lin Qingzhou's pinching fingers stopped instantly, her heart sank heavily, and she turned around, "What did you say?"

Lian Yu's face was flushed with anger, "Don't think about me repeating it a second time, I don't want to talk to you anymore, I'm going home"

After finishing speaking, she never said another word to Lin Qingzhou, her whole face was wrinkled, and she walked towards the suspended chain bridge connecting Baopu Peak and Lingxiao Peak with steps that her relatives did not recognize.

The gate of Qingxu Sword Sect is at Lingxiao Peak.

Lin Qingzhou stopped where she was, slightly absent-minded, even though she had already guessed Wen Tang's intentions shamelessly in her heart, but when it was confirmed, she still couldn't help but feel a lot of shock in her heart.

For a moment, he didn't know how to face Wen Tang.

He has always felt that he and Wen Tang cherish each other and can support each other in the Qingxu Sword Sect.

But that's all.

Lin Qingzhou's mindful Yu Jian wandered towards Ling Xiaofeng's ride.

Since the last time Cangxi City and his party came back, he started to keep a distance from Wen Tang intentionally or unintentionally. In case he expected to be right, the excessively close behavior would send a wrong signal to Wen Tang and make Wen Tang sink even deeper.

He couldn't give Wen Tang an explanation, he was afraid that he would let him down.

The thoughts in her mind were as chaotic as weeds growing wildly. Unknowingly, Lin Qingzhou rode the sword and rode the wind all the way to Ling Xiaofeng's "Chengwuyouxin".

As soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw a figure with staggering steps and dirty robes, walking slowly, covering his stomach with one hand, and holding on to the door frame with the other, walking towards the courtyard in a nonchalant manner.

On the white stone steps in front of the courtyard, a trail of red blood dripped and twisted, extending continuously with his forward steps.

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhou shook off the chaotic thoughts in her head, hurried forward, and asked, "Why are you hurt, is someone bullying you?"

Wen Tang heard the voice, and hurriedly turned the hand covering his stomach to cover his face:

"Brother Qingzhou, I'm fine, don't look at me, I'm so ugly now."

The wound on the abdomen lacked the pressure of the palm, and the warm blood oozes from the azure robe, dripping and splashing on the ground.

Lin Qingzhou's face was solemn, without saying a word, he pressed the wound on his abdomen with one hand, and grabbed his hand covering his face with the other.

Wen Tang's mouth was still stained with blood, and a long, deep blood red streak ran from the bridge of his nose to his cheekbones, barely brushed from the corners of his eyes, and almost sank into his temples.

The blood overflowing from the wound was like several small trickles, flowing from the cheeks to the jaw.

At first glance, it is a bit shocking.

Immediately, a clump of anger ignited in Lin Qingzhou's chest, his voice sank, and he asked, "Who did this?"

Wen Tang saw that Lin Qingzhou was not frightened by the ugly wound, but angry for him, and immediately felt that the wound was not so painful.

"Duan Xiao and the others are not responsible for arranging the seniors. They said that in order to win Han Qi's favor, the seniors would not hesitate to sell their looks to recommend themselves as pillows. The words were very offensive. I couldn't hold back for a moment and started fighting with them."

Lin Qingzhou frowned even deeper.

There have been a lot of rumors and rumors about this matter in the sect recently, and people's words are scary, and he had expected that such a dirty version would be spread.

However, Wen Tang always treated him so sincerely, and he couldn't give him the response he deserved.

"Let's not talk about that, I'll help you deal with the wound." Lin Qingzhou said.

Fortunately, Wen Tang suffered mainly external injuries this time. Although the inner palace zhenyuan was injured by the sword qi, the injuries were not serious.

Lin Qingzhou tore off Wen Tang's blood-soaked robe, and it was obvious that the wound on his abdomen was turned upside down, dripping with blood.

Zongmen monks will study medicine and spiritual therapy, and Lin Qingzhou can handle such wounds with ease.

Clean the wound, apply medicine, and bandage.

Wen Tang was sitting on the couch, Lin Qingzhou was holding a cloth strip in his hand, bending over to bandage his abdominal wound round and round, with his fingertips gently and carefully.

With his upper body bare, Wen Tang stared at Lin Qingzhou's soft and soft side face, his eyes were not blinking, and the tips of his ears were stained crimson.

When Lin Qingzhou's hand wrapped the cloth around his waist from back to front, it made him feel like senior brother Qingzhou was hugging him.

When he thought this way, the injuries on his body became insignificant, and even if it happened eight times out of ten times, he would be happy with it.

Suddenly, Lin Qingzhou bandaged him with both hands alternately, and a strand of black hair hanging from his forehead inadvertently rubbed against his bare chest, bringing a seemingly indistinct itch.

This itching seemed to have tentacles, and it crawled from his chest into the bottom of his heart, making him shiver.

Lin Qingzhou tilted her head slightly, her left hand holding the cloth strip was stretching towards his back, sensing his slight movement, she asked softly, "Did I wrap it too tightly?"

In an instant, Lin Qingzhou's warm breath filled his breath and his bare chest.

He couldn't help but his heart fluttered and his thoughts swayed.

too tight

Too tight

Those crazy and messy scenes that often appear in dreams, how the person in front of him is under him, wrapping his legs tightly around his waist, how crying

In Wentang's mind, one by one could not help appearing

Thinking of this, there seemed to be a fire burning from his body.He began to feel hot all over, and his breath was hot.

When he realized something was wrong, he immediately clamped his legs tightly to prevent Lin Qingzhou from seeing the clue.

However, it was still a step too late.

Lin Qingzhou bandaged him with her head down, and she could see all the subtle changes in front of her eyes.

Seeing the small tent set up on Wentang's crotch, his hands froze for a moment, but he immediately pretended not to see it, and continued to bandage him as if nothing had happened, with neat gestures.

Fashion is deaf and dumb than any words.

No matter what is said, it will only increase embarrassment.

The same man, seeing this scene, Lin Qingzhou clearly saw Wen Tang's desire for him.

He deeply realized that perhaps it was a mistake to treat Wen Tang as a child at the beginning.

Sitting in front of him was not an ignorant child of unknown origin, but a man.

After all, Wentang is already seventeen this year.

After bandaging Wen Tang, Lin Qingzhou began to treat the wound on his face for him.

The wound is too deep, and Jasper Lu, which has miraculous effects in healing wounds and leaves no scars, is no different.

We can only use ordinary medicines to heal the wound a little, and then use Jasper Lotion to remove the scars.

This also means that before the wound healed, Wen Tang's face was covered with shocking wounds.

Lin Qingzhou remembered that at the gate of the courtyard, Wen Tang would rather have a bleeding wound than show the wound on his face in front of his eyes. He must have attached great importance to appearance.

Now, he will suffer from strange eyes for a long time.

Lin Qingzhou suddenly felt a little pity in his heart.

After that, Lin Qingzhou made him turn around, caressed his back with one hand, and performed spiritual healing for him with the other hand.

Although Wen Tang's internal injuries were not serious, Lin Qingzhou couldn't let him go.

Wen Tang was injured for fighting for him.

After finishing all this, Lin Qingzhou started to clean up the wound medicine and blood-stained cloth strips on the table, and couldn't help but say

"It won't be long before the Immortal Sword Fair. It's time for the gathering of heroes from the Immortal Dao. The competition is extremely fierce. I don't know if the injury you have suffered now will heal by then."

Wen Tang lay on the bed, turned his head and looked at the back with clear eyes, "They slander you like this, I can't help it"

Lin Qingzhou cleaned up, turned around and walked to the bed, couldn't help but blame him, "Don't be so reckless and impulsive next time, if they want to say it, you can let them say it."

Lin Qingzhou deliberately distanced himself from him, and his tone was a little more cold than usual.

How could Wentang not notice it, his chest felt as uncomfortable as a ball of cotton bruised, "It's just because I'm so useless"

When Lin Qingzhou heard the words, her heart was blocked suddenly, and her voice slowed down, "It's not your fault, it's not your fault, you should take good care of your wounds."

Lin Qingzhou turned to leave, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Brother Qingzhou, don't go, stay with me."

Now that I know Wen Tang's intentions, I can no longer create beautiful illusions for him.

Lin Qingzhou struggled slightly, but did not break away.

Ignoring Wen Tang's pleading eyes, he stretched out his hand and opened Wen Tang's fingers one by one, "You have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

He walked to the door, and Wen Tang's voice came from behind him.

"Brother Qingzhou, were you with Han Qi that night?" Wen Tang covered the wound in his abdomen, leaned on the bed with his elbows, sweating lightly on his forehead, struggling to get up halfway and asked.

Lin Qingzhou paused, and said truthfully, "Yes."

Wen Tang's chest choked.

Obviously, senior brother has changed his mind, he is no longer happy with Han Qi, senior brother is closer to him than before, why repeat the same mistakes and get involved with Han Qi again.

Now the brother has become the same as before, and he doesn't want to look at him again

But he couldn't help but take chances.

His heart was beating violently, and he asked again

"you"

Lin Qingzhou frowned, and immediately understood, "No."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qingzhou lifted his feet and left.

When Wen Tang heard his words, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a moment, and silently clenched his hands under the quilt.

There was a strange light in his eyes, and he murmured, "Brother Qingzhou, please don't lie to me"

The coldness of winter has gone, the weather is getting warmer, and everything is recovering.

The garden that used to be bleak with flowers and trees is no longer silent and cold.

In the courtyard, the grass is light green, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the color is scorching.

The three peaks of Qingxu Sword Sect are full of flowers and trees, and on such a spring day, there are fragrances in the world everywhere.

Spring is in full swing, wherever the warm wind blows, the messy fragrance of flowers will rush there like a turbulent torrent.

The whole Fuyu Mountain seems to be immersed in a rich fragrance of flowers.

This is hard for Lin Qingzhou.

He is allergic to pollen.

When the Zongmen monks met Yan Xiaoyan and Yan Tachun, he was walking outside, and he could only cover his face with his sleeves from time to time, so as not to inhale the pollen scattered in the wind and cause adverse reactions.

When the wind is strong, he can go out as little as possible, and when he is in the house, the doors and windows are closed tightly to prevent pollen from falling into the house.

Still practicing sword practice every day, nothing special happened until the Fairy Sword Festival was held.

Fairy Sword Festival, also known as Sword Trial and Asking.

It is held every three years, and is held by the leaders of the sword cultivators in the cultivation world and all the sects of the immortal sect.

This rare event in the cultivation world is also a great opportunity for monks of all schools to show off their skills, improve their personal prestige, and the popularity of their schools.

Under normal circumstances, unless there are special circumstances, each sect of the Taoist sect will send several disciples who are among the best in cultivation and Taoism to participate.

Lin Qingzhou and Han Qi, as disciples of the suzerain, were among the participants.

Wen Tang, Cui Rugu and others should also be on the list.

The Fairy Sword Festival is divided into two parts.

On the first day of the sword test, each sect draws lots to decide the opposing sect. Each sect sends three disciples, and arranges the order of battle by itself. Two out of three rounds will win.The winning sects continue to compete, and the losing sects are the same until the final winning sect is determined.

The second is asking questions, that is, the trial of illusion.There is no limit to the number of monks selected by each faction.Draw lots to form a team, a group of three, regardless of sect, the one who draws the same word is the teammate.There are three levels of illusion trials, and the first to break through the third level will be the winner.

The Immortal Sword Festival was held at the Jingran Terrace of Qingyun Peak.

The Jingran Terrace is surrounded by water on all sides, and the willows are slanted in the wind. Across the vast blue water, there is a seat with a white stone fence.

The spectators sat on the seats, and the contestants swept their swords across the water to compete on stage.

Without any suspense, Qingxu Sword Sect chose Han Qi, Lin Qingzhou, and Cui Rugu to participate.

In the plot of the original book, there are records about the Fairy Sword Festival.

If there is no difference, during the sword trial stage, Qingxu Sword Sect will draw the Lishan Palace where Yin Xibai is located as the opposing sect.

As a result, as Lin Qingzhou expected, it really did.

Apart from Yin Xibai, Lishan Palace also has two more advanced disciples, Lu Renjia and Lu Renyi.

Han Qi competed with Lu Renjia and defeated him within three moves.

In the plot of the book, the original owner has a grudge against Yin Xibai, so he asks Yin Xibai to fight on his own.

But Lin Qingzhou didn't want to join in the fun, and wanted to push Cui Ruyuan up to fight Yin Xibai.

However, dog blood always comes so fast.

Before Cui Rugu went up, Lu Renyi from Lishan Palace shouted to Cui Rugu to compete with him.

The two had a private feud, and Lu Renyi wanted to defeat Cui Rugu in one fell swoop today and make him lose face.

Lin Qingzhou was pushed forward by the river of fate, holding Yinxue in his hand, and knocked Yin Xibai into the water.

In the original book, the original owner had the upper hand and was merciful.

Feeling pity for Yin Xibai when he was about to lose, the original owner gave him a hand, but in the end he was plotted against by Yin Xibai and almost lost.

Lin Qingzhou was not the original owner, he had never had a good impression of Yin Xibai, he shot down the water just as he shot down the water, and he showed no mercy at all.

Yin Xibai's clothes were soaked through, and he was extremely embarrassed, there was a faint chuckle from the seat.

His face was blue for a while, and white for a while.

After Lin Qingzhou jumped back to the seat, she stood beside Chunweizi. Seeing this scene, she felt extremely comfortable.

But Han Qi's voice came from beside his ear, "Actually, you didn't have to shoot him into the water."

Lin Qingzhou's tone was light, "I'm sorry, I am a person who does not act lightly or severely sometimes."

Han Qi didn't say anything after that.

Just when Lin Qingzhou thought he would not speak again, there was heat in his ear, Han Qi leaned into his ear, and said softly, "Are you jealous?"

Lin Qingzhou

cat disease

Lin Qingzhou was extremely upright, "No."

Han Qi was completely speechless.

The following competitions were nothing to watch. After several competitions, the winners and losers were already divided.

The Qingxu Sword Sect won the leader without controversy or suspense, Luoyuemen was second, and Xuanji Palace was third.

There is no name on the Lishan Palace list.

In the questioning stage, draw lots to form a team.

Lin Qingzhou tapped the system secretly, "233, can you operate it in secret, I don't want to team up with some people."

Host, based on what you know about me, do you think I have this function?

Lin Qingzhou

what use do you need

Lin Qingzhou didn't have any expectations, and the lottery paper was written as expected, "Yin Yi".

Then, not far away, I heard Yin Xibai's excited voice, "Aqi, that's great. You are Yin Er and I am Yin San. We are in the same group."

Oh thanks, not good at all.