The big guy in women's clothing is the devil

Seeing Mo Zixiao standing in place, Chu Xi knew that he had been hit hard.

So in order to prevent Mo Zixiao from thinking wildly, Chu Xi told a little lie, saying that in order to escape from the Chu family, he had secretly taken the Huanrong Pill to change his appearance, even though Mo Zixiao had the power to save his life. Well, he wasn't sure if Mo Zixiao was related to the Chu family, so he didn't say that he was actually a man.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"There is no falsehood."

Mo Zixiao looked at him deeply, and then said, "Then can you let me touch it?"

Chu Xi looked puzzled, "Touch what?"

Mo Zixiao glanced at his penis.

Chu Xi sighed, "Brother, I really do."

So Mo Zixiao received another blow.

Chu Xi felt that the topic should be changed at this time, so he pointed to the small bag in Mo Zixiao's hand, "Brother, is this for me?"

"It used to be, but it doesn't seem to be useful now."

"What is it?"

"Pretty little skirt!" Then Mo Zixiao put the burden into the Qiankun bag as if venting his anger.He has always disliked being deceived by others, not to mention that this person is Chu Xi who is about to become a family member, so to be honest, Mo Zixiao feels a little uncomfortable now.

The tone of Mo Zixiao's answer was full of anger, without the intimacy and gentleness when she was called Chu Xi's little girl before, which made Chu Xi wonder if she was rejected because she became a boy.

Sure enough, the next moment he heard the voice of 999 [The protagonist is hit, favorability -5, points -5, host's current points -7. 】

Chu Xi was speechless for a moment, the points rose very slowly, but the deduction was very fast.

Mo Zixiao saw that Chu Xi's face was a little grim, and thought that he was hurt by not giving him a gift, and was hesitating whether to comfort him, when he saw Su Zifan walking over from not far away, "Eldest brother, didn't the master ask you to take Chu Xi with you?" In the past, why did it take so long..."

Then, Su Zifan saw Chu Xi.Su Zifan's reaction was not as big as Mo Zixiao's, but it should be said to be very calm, "No wonder I always feel that you look familiar, it really is the kid I met on the street before."

"I'm sorry for hiding from the two senior brothers before."

Su Zifan patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Okay, I know you have something to hide. Let's go, Master will be in a hurry later."

Then he glanced at Mo Zixiao, "Brother, do you want to go together?"

"I suddenly remembered that I have other things to do, you go." After finishing speaking, Mo Zixiao left.

Chu Xi looked at Mo Zixiao's back as he went away, why did he feel that he was not only a little angry but also a little wronged?Then he felt that he might be thinking too much, so he decided to ignore Mo Zixiao's matter for the time being.

As soon as Su Zifan brought Chu Xi to Mo Qingxuan's small courtyard, he saw his master drinking at a glance.Su Zifan walked over quickly and snatched the jug from Mo Qingxuan's hand, scolding in a tone of reprimand, "Didn't the master master ask Master to stop drinking for a month? Why are you still drinking!"

"Didn't I just take a sip, and this red fruit wine is not intoxicating. My son, return the jug to me."

Su Zifan simply put away the flagon, "No."

Mo Qingxuan suddenly wilted like a flower bone hit by frost.Seeing this, Chu Xi finally knew how Mo Zixiao's temperament came from.

Seeing this, Su Zifan sighed, "Master, didn't you ask me to bring Chu Xi over to say that I have something to explain?"

Only then did Mo Qingxuan notice that Chu Xi was standing beside him, his expression was slightly startled, and then he asked, "I remember Zi Xiao said that the little apprentice is a little girl, why..."

So Chu Xi explained the ins and outs of the future again.

Mo Qingxuan nodded after hearing this, "You did the right thing. The medicinal body itself is coveted, so it is understandable for you to be wary of Zixiao, a stranger."

Seeing that Mo Qingxuan had no doubts, Chu Xi was secretly relieved.

"But" Mo Qingxuan suddenly changed the subject, "Little apprentice, you should have said earlier that you are a man, Zixiao asked me for a lot of precious materials to make a skirt for you yesterday, you see, it was all in vain. "

"Teacher knew he was wrong."

"I didn't say you were wrong, but I just want you to remember that in Qing Jing Peak, we are a family and don't need to hide things."

Chu Xi nodded, "I remember it."

Then Mo Qingxuan handed a piece of jade pendant and a copy of Canglan Sword Art to Chu Xi. "You are the medicine body. After the Golden Core Stage, your body will emit medicinal fragrance on its own. At this time, your physique can be easily discovered by others. This jade pendant can help you hide the fragrance, so remember to keep it safe. There is also this Cang Lan Jianjue, this is the swordsmanship that our disciples of the Canglan Sect must practice, and you can practice it after you refine your qi. By the way, little disciple, have you ever learned how to draw qi into your body?"

"A disciple will."

"That's right, you are a top-notch medicine body and spirit vein. As long as you work hard in the future, your future will be limitless."

Chu Xi thought that Mo Qingxuan had finished explaining the matter and was about to leave, when Mo Qingxuan suddenly asked, "Does my little disciple have any relatives related to the demon clan?"

Chu Xi was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head.

Mo Qingxuan nodded, and let Chu Xi and Su Zifan leave.

Coming out of Mo Qingxuan's place, Chu Xi suddenly remembered that he was going to take a class in Zongnei School tomorrow, and he hadn't chosen a class yet.So I decided to go to the Deacon Hall to choose courses first.

On the way, he recalled the last sentence Mo Qingxuan asked, and couldn't help frowning.

At this time, most of the new disciples had chosen their classes, so when Chu Xi came to the door of the deacon hall, there were only a few old disciples around who came to find the reward task.The reward task must be above the foundation to be accepted, and it has nothing to do with Chu Xi for the time being.

Chu Xi stepped forward and handed her jade card to the student in charge, saying that she wanted to choose a class.

Seeing that he was from Qingjing Peak, the disciple in charge was very enthusiastic. Not only did he inform Chu Xi of the types, hours and location of each course, but also the teacher's temperament in detail.

Chu Xi thanked him and gave ten spirit stones to the disciple in charge.

The disciple in charge couldn't help but have a better impression of Chu Xi, so he whispered to Chu Xi, "You Qingjing Peak are all sword cultivators, so you must take the course of swordsmanship. I heard from my master that Uncle Liu, the original teacher of swordsmanship, just recently asked In retreat, the new substitute teacher may be Martial Uncle Zhao Yilan, Master of Feijianfeng Peak. Uncle Zhao is a sword idiot and a genius in swordsmanship, but he has repeatedly lost to Uncle Mo. So I guess he may make things difficult for you. be careful."

"Thank you brother for reminding me."

Chu Xi finally chose the two courses of swordsmanship and alchemy. After confirming the class time and place, he left the deacon hall.On the way back to Qingjing Peak, Chu Xi met Wen Hang.

Judging from his disheveled appearance, it was obvious that he had been bullied, but Chu Xi didn't know him well, so naturally he had no intention of helping him fight the injustice.So Chu Xi planned to pretend that he didn't see Wen Hang, and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, Wen Hang suddenly grabbed his sleeve, "Chu Xi, can you lend me some spirit stones?"

Chu Xi didn't expect that Wen Hang could recognize him. She was surprised at first, and then asked, "Why should I borrow you?"

Wen Hang thought for a long time before saying, "Because we are all from Qingyang City."

"Is this also a reason?"

Hearing this, Wen Hang lowered his head and did not speak for a long time.

Chu Xi was too lazy to argue with him and was about to leave when Wen Hang suddenly grabbed his hand and put something in his palm.

Chu Xi saw that it was a small cyan sword the size of a knuckle. There was a red thread on the hilt of the small sword, and there was still a faint body temperature on it. It was obvious that Wen Hang often hung it around his neck.

"I'll mortgage this to you, can you lend me the spirit stone?"

Chu Xi had no interest in the small blue sword, but seeing Wen Hang's posture, he would not give up until he borrowed the spirit stone, so he had to agree first, "How much do you want to borrow?"

"Thirty spirit stones."

Chu Xi took out the spirit stone and handed it to Wen Hang. After Wen Hang put it away, he wrote an IOU to Chu Xi, saying that it would be returned next month.

Chu Xi just begged him to leave quickly, so he nodded perfunctorily.

There was a swordsmanship class in the morning of the second day. Chu Xi planned to get up early, so she went to bed early, but unexpectedly, she lost sleep for no reason, and ended up getting up late.

Seeing that class was about to start, he didn't have time to go to the dining hall to eat, so he ran to the martial arts arena with all his strength, but he was still late.Zhao Yilan ordered him to swing the sword three thousand times in order to punish him. After Chu Xi finished, he felt that the arm was no longer his own.

It took less than half an hour for the news of Chu Xi's punishment to spread in the Canglan Sect. Some people thought that Zhao Yilan's punishment was a bit harsh, while others insinuated that Chu Xi was too arrogant and even dared to be late for Zhao Yilan's class. Xixi's late arrival may have been instructed by Mo Qingxuan.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but Chu Xi didn't care, and rushed into the dining hall after class.

After quickly finishing a bowl of rice and half a bowl of hot soup, Chu Xi finally felt a little bit of strength back.

There was still some time before the alchemy class in the afternoon, and Chu Xi was about to go back to catch up on sleep, when he suddenly heard a dispute not far ahead.

Chu Xi followed the prestige and saw Wen Hang's figure again.

Opposite Wen Hang was standing a young man in brocade clothes, he looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, he was as fat as a swollen dough, and his petite features were very tightly packed together, like five sesame seeds sprinkled on white flour.

Pointing at the stain on his robe at this moment, the brocade master yelled at Wen Hang, "Do you know how expensive the material of my robe is! How dare you spill soup on me!"

Wen Hang said, "How about I pay you for a new set?"

"I need a thousand spirit stones for this robe, are you sure you can afford it?!"

Wen Hang only had thirty spirit stones, and he really couldn't afford to pay, so he asked Mr. Jin Fu, "What do you want?"

"I want you to cut off your arm."

Wen Hang frowned, "I can't agree to that."

"Then you can kneel down and kowtow to me three times."

Seeing that Wen Hang didn't respond, Mr. Jin Fu raised his foot and was about to kick Wen Hang's knee. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow flying from the corner of his eye, and he raised his hand to block the soup that had been sprinkled on his sleeve again.

At this time, a brisk voice came, "I'm sorry I slipped my hand, brother, you didn't get burned, did you?"

Young Master Jin Fu saw that it was Chu Xi who came.