MTL - As the Minor Gay Rival in Het Novels-Chapter 41

? Suitable or not? In fact, he no longer cares, but can't let it go.

Li Yanlong continued: "The time flow here is different from the outside world. Although he came thousands of years earlier than you, it is only a few years in this life. You must have heard a name when you were alive."

Hungo looked over at him, apparently aroused curiosity, and asked, "Who?"

Li Yanlong and his eyes stared at each other, slowly spitting out two words: "light."

Hongwu was shocked, and the jar of wine suddenly slipped down. He was taken over by Li Yanlong and handed it back to him.

Hongwu took the wine bottle, set it aside, suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked, "The film actor Wenwen, what do you mention of him, what does Fan Yuan have to do with him?"

Li Yanlong said lightly: "Tan Wen, this once-familiar name in the world is actually just a stage name, and his real name is Fan Yuan."

Hungwu sneered, disdain: "Because of this? Absurd, if he is mild, how could he have run the dragon running for thousands of years in the lower planes. People like him must be making a huge wave. . "

There are four seasons changing in Weilong Mountain on one day. By this time, it is the cold winter, and the fluttering snowflakes are falling down, and the momentum is quite spectacular.

Li Yanlong squinted and watched Xue Xue fall around him. He drank the few wines left in the altar, "I have heard a strange question, do you know why snow is white?"

Hung Wu's mouth was a tick. He used to be a school fighter. This simple question didn't even need to be thought about. He answered at a glance: "This is because the ice crystal structure of snowflakes is complex, there are many reflective surfaces, and the light is fully reflected And refraction appear white. "

Li Yanlong saw him serious enough to laugh, and saw Hongwu glaring at him, he immediately converged with a smile and revealed the answer.

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Chapter 4.11

The life expectancy of cultivators is generally longer. For them, one year is just a retreat, a tour, and it's a blink of an eye. (The best experience is in [])

The three trials that were postponed were finally held in Xuan Tianzong, and Wangyou Mountain was lively again.

However, after a raid on Mozong a year ago, Guanlan Zong and Po Yunzong no longer have that face. They came here in vain months in advance, but saved a lot of expenses for Xuan Tianzong.

However, no matter how lively Zongmen was during this time, it didn't make much sense to Fan Yuan, because he didn't participate at all.

Originally, the three trials were important plots of the male lead, but after the last farce, this is a matter of great power during the robbery period. Almost everyone knows that everyone knows, let alone the new students in the trials Strength, even if the lords of the three sects add up, they dare not fight him.

If you must pass, you can only sit with the old guys and watch the battle from a height.

Fan Yuan feels that this is not inevitable. It is better to go than not to go. Anyway, it is a plot. However, Yan Rui said that he only wanted to enjoy the two-person world with his own dear teacher, and he didn't want to be watched as a god.

Fan Yuan feels very reasonable. These practitioners look at Xianfeng Road, but they are very dirty inside. When they think of coping with the flattery face, he feels a headache, so they just rest at their own sunset. Already.

In fact, the task of this plane is hard to say, but it is not difficult. Although the front line is long, Fan Yuan, as a male guy, has fewer pens and inks, and is often described on the side.

In addition to the episode where the apprenticeship was first focused on writing, and the later episode where he and Mozun faced each other are more important, the other plot is a soy sauce king, the task is to teach the male character tirelessly and cultivate him into a talent Both monks, and the bright stars of the realm of cultivation.

In short, he is the man standing behind the male lead.

However, it is clear that he does not have to do this task now, because the male lead has already taught himself and is better than blue. It is not only to throw him as a master for eighteen thousand kilometers, but I feel so sad that I ca n’t help thinking about it. Breathe.

#Sorry for the sadness of disciples who can learn in advance qaq #

#Stupid overnight became a big satyr _ (: 3∠) _ #

#Have the old dogs fed the dogs? !! #

With some regret and indignation, Fan Yuan walked to the desk case, picked up the pen and dipped the pen and ink, and began to paint.

In order to prevent people with short eyes from breaking into Luo Xiafeng and disturbing Fan Yuan's cleanliness, Yan Rui laid an enchantment around him, and it was not a problem to stop monks below the robbery period.

After doing this, he couldn't wait to return to Wuxue Dian. Even if he was separated from Fan Yuan for a while and a half, he felt very difficult.

When he stepped into the inner room, he saw that his caring person was lying on the desk and painting, and he looked very seriously and didn't know what he was painting. He was curious and didn't say a word, walking lightly behind him.

After looking at the content on the paper, the expression on Yan Rui's face was stiff for a moment, because it was not others in the painting, it was himself.

If it is a normal painting, he is too late to be happy. It is just that Fan Yuan painted what he looked like when he was a kid, and it is still a q version of a character. His watery eyes are exaggerated, and the pitiful bun face and tattered clothes With the patch, just looking at it makes people feel confused, very soft and cute.

But Yan Rui didn't feel cute, he just felt extremely embarrassed, and he vowed that he had never been so embarrassed.

When he first came to this world, especially the three days when he was kneeling at the gate of Xuantianzong Mountain, he was thinking about it. When he saw Fan Yuan, how would he give him a little look and make him regret the last world Play around with yourself. But when he really saw him, he couldn't bear it anymore, but instead obeyed the plot.

As for borrowing masters and apprentices, soy sauce or whatever, he felt that it was already the lowest interest rate.

But now it seems that the little guy has no half-hearted repentance, and dare to reproduce his former wolverine appearance on paper.

Yan Rui coldly grabbed the unfinished painting, took a closer look at it, Fan Yuan looked back at him, and a touch of slyness in his eyes, his tone was very kind: "Indifferent, Master remembered you when you first met The immature appearance was very nostalgic, and I drew it. Can you still look vivid? "

Yan Rui was silent for a moment, and then suddenly laughed lightly, "Master's paintings are naturally expressive, disciples do not think of retribution, it is better to send Master a picture."

Fan Yuan raised his eyebrows, not knowing what abacus he was playing, but did not refuse, and handed him the pen in his hand.

Yan Rui took the pen and took a deep look at Fan Yuan. The profound meaning in his eyes made him unable to fight a chill. This familiar feeling, yes, was a very bad hunch.

I saw that Yan Rui took the brush and re-laid a piece of rice paper, dipping it diligently, and began to paint on the paper.

His movements were deliberate and smooth, and his expression was leisurely and indifferent, as if he was not painting, but was leisurely rafting on the lake.

Only Fan Yuanzai carefully looked for a long time, but he couldn't see what he painted. The lines were smooth and well-defined, but he couldn't see the shape. When he was mad at graffiti, he went to the side to continue his own unfinished work. Creation.

When he finished painting his own stupid childhood portrait, Yan Rui had just finished writing.

He glanced over and found it weird.

Yan Rui slightly bent the corners of his lips toward him, slowly turning the painting 180 degrees.

Fan Yuan snorted. The magpie was painted backwards, showing off his talent.

He took a quick look and waited to see what was on the picture. He was instantly ashamed and angry. The two people in the painting were exactly the same thing he and the immoral thing in front of him!

In the painting, his eyes are blurry, and the wet hair at the horns is dripping with sweat beads. He is covered with deep and shallow kiss marks. He sits on Yan Rui's body with his legs stretched out, his two hands are as tight as grasping the life-saving straw. Holding his arm, his thin lips slightly shouted like he was shouting, looking extremely lewd, slutty and enchanting ...

Fan Yuan's cheeks burst into red, and when Yan Rui took the portrait into his own storage ring, he rushed to **** it. His mouth still did not forget to reprimand: "The evildoer, hand it over quickly, and destroy it for the teacher!"

Yan Rui turned around, trapped his arms in his arms, trapped in his arms, and brushed his lips lightly over Fan Yuan's earlobe, whispering and ambiguous: "This is all thanks to Master, you have provided so good Ah creative. "

Fan Yuan was anxious, raised his foot and stomped him, scolded him, "Isn't it for the teacher, don't hesitate to offer it!"

Yan Rui chuckled: "The regret is regrettable, is it OK to make another one for Master?"

Fan Yuan struggled and protested: "No! I want this one! You are not allowed to paint again!"

Yan Rui felt a headache, and he sighed, "Master is really difficult for some strong men, is n’t it true that the priests are not drawing vividly? This is also true, the master ’s posture at that time still had a pose, and it was really difficult for him to use his shallow pen power Draw a millionth. "

Fan Yuan didn't care about other things either, he used the system to send a voice: "Yan Rui! Who asked you to draw this! You still want to be shameless!"

Yan Rui laughed in a low voice, not thinking: "What do you want to do with your face, you are hooked to the soul by your grind. If you want to face, you can only eat a lifetime of vegetarian food."

Fan Yuan had nothing to do with him, so he had to suppress his anger and discuss it with a good voice: "It's better, I will give you back your young portrait, and you will return that ... to me, is that all right? "

Yan Rui was naturally reluctant. He smiled, "It's not impossible to give it to you, but ... you always have to show a little sincerity."

Fan Yuan gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want?"

Yan Rui bit a bit on his earlobe, tempting, "We haven't done this with this body yet."

Fan Yuan was softened by his teasing, so angry that he wanted to bite him, and cursed: "Shameless! Keep the portrait yourself, I don't need it anymore, let me go."

Where did Yan Rui let him go, softly rubbing hard and whispering: "Baby, I have been a monk for so long, so please give me a bit of a scumbag."

Fan Yuan was silent, and suddenly smiled at him. Yan Rui was blinded by his bright smile, only listening to him slowly say four words: "Vegan, healthy."

Say that while he has not returned to God, break away from his shackles, take his own painting and turn away.

When Yan Rui saw that he had really left, he took the painting out, tasted it, and took a pen to modify it. In the end, he lay out another piece of paper and began to trace another one. Action picture.

I thought that if this day of the ascetic monk continued, he would not be able to draw a whole picture of the Spring Palace.

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The three trials lasted for a whole month, because the male lead Xu Moran was absent, and the male partner Jun Bai Haotian naturally took the lead and gained a female lead.

Bai Haotian was originally the most outstanding disciple of the Xuantianzong generation. Not only was he highly valued by the suzerain, but he was also very popular among the masters and brothers. It seems that he is the perfect master in the legend.

Although he was sought after by many female practitioners in Zongmen, he always loved himself and felt like a rock, because the only one in his heart was Bai Yueguang and cinnabar mole. That's right, the female host Liu Wenya.

The plot between the two of them was also very bloody. It was Bai Haotian's first trip down the mountain, purchased a magic weapon in a magic weapon shop, picked up the items and was about to pay, but found that the thief had stolen the spirit stone. The scene was very awkward. At this moment, the heroine happened to pass by this place, and she fought for justice to make a clearance for him.

As a matter of course, Bai Haotian has been deeply rooted in the kindness and beauty of the hostess and will never forget it.

The hostess has become a habit of doing good deeds, and naturally will not remember that she helped Bai Haotian once, but was deeply attracted by his outstanding performance in the test. He secretly decided to stay in Xuan Tianzong and approach Bai Haotian to make him like it. Yourself.

So the main plot changed from a flower in the cultivation world to a chasing male god, and it turned into a beautiful story of two-way secret love.

According to the original plot, Liu Wenya was supposed to be a lover of the male lead, but now he is fiercely fighting with his love rival, which makes people sigh a divine favor.

Fan Yuan thought of the culprit and couldn't help shaking his head, and said that he would rather tear down ten temples than break down a marriage, how many evils Yan Yan had created!

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Chapter 5.1

Time flies fast?