Chapter 117

"Are you serious?"

Meng Changqing put down the teacup he had just picked up. The news he received from Mo Xingchen forced him to think carefully.

Mo Xingchen: "Of course I take it seriously."

There are some things that have not been said, that is, the Lingyuan Whip actually hit him twice.

Of course he would never talk about such an embarrassing thing.

Liu Feiyun slammed the table and broke a corner of it. Yu Hong, the host of the place, glanced at the corner of the table and rolled his eyes at Liu Feiyun.

Liu Feiyun: "How could Senior Brother give him the Spiritual Whip!"

He sat down again angrily, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp: "Big Brother is really good to this puppet!"

Good things make people jealous.

And the doll is made so exquisitely and beautifully, how can one not wonder what the eldest brother is going to use this doll for.

The four of them fell silent, with only the same anger and vigilance appearing on them.

Meng Changqing picked up the teacup again: "With this doll, I'm afraid that the eldest brother will never be able to let go of us junior brothers in his heart."

He looked at Liu Feiyun, the one with the worst temper: "Big Brother punished you because of that puppet that day. I wonder if that puppet still holds a grudge against you. After all, judging from his behavior that day, he might even file a complaint."

He sighed: "Hey, it's not easy to get along with. Third Junior Brother, you better stay away from me in the future."

Liu Feiyun snorted: "This puppet cannot be kept."

As soon as he said this, the other three people had similar expressions. In fact, they were all the same, waiting for someone to speak up, but they themselves would not say this, otherwise it would be difficult to shirk responsibility later.

Meng Changqing even said, "Third Junior Brother, don't be too impulsive."

Liu Feiyun didn't listen to him at all, and only asked Mo Xingchen: "What else did he do?"

Mo Xingchen looked at Yu Hong when he heard that.

Yu Hong became alert: "Why are you looking at me?"

The four of them knew each other's feelings towards the eldest brother, so their relationship was not very good. They usually not only confronted each other but also used underhanded tactics behind the scenes. However, because they all knew each other's feelings, they would sometimes unite against the outside world.

All I can say is that the relationship between the four of them is subtle.

Mo Xingchen thought about the request Chen Zui had put forward, that ridiculous request that made people wonder if he had taken the wrong medicine. In fact, he thought about it carefully later.

"He asked me to see if you had—"

His gaze shifted downwards, obscured by the table. "Penis."

As soon as he said this, he got three stunned faces. Everyone's reaction was exactly the same as his initial one.

After a few breaths, Yu Hong blushed and said coldly, "Brother, don't joke around!"

Mo Xingchen had no interest in making such jokes: "That's the truth."

Yu Hong was embarrassed, but the others were not. Liu Feiyun was even more outspoken: "What does he mean by asking this? Could it be that Yu Hong is not here?"

“That’s enough!”

This time it was Yu Hong who slammed the table, and the whole table was broken into pieces, and the cup on it became a real tragedy.

Although he was furious, the other three were still thinking. Mo Xingchen looked at Meng Changqing, who he thought was a smart person and should be able to figure out the key.

Meng Changqing was also thinking. He felt that everything the puppet did had a purpose.

Maybe Yu Hong really doesn't have it, but if he doesn't have it, whether it is due to congenital physical defects or acquired causes, he will lose the qualification to participate in the competition to pursue the senior brother.

Yu Hong: "It's getting late, please leave, brothers."

He was so angry that his androgynous face turned red, and he ordered the guests to leave without any hesitation.

Meng Changqing looked at Mo Xingchen.

The two of them exchanged glances and understood each other's thoughts.

Liu Feiyun: "This puppet is really vulgar. Such a puppet must not be allowed to stay with the eldest brother!"

Meng Changqing: "Junior brother, there is no need to be so angry, but the request of this puppet is really interesting, and it makes me curious."

Yu Hong noticed that his tone was not right and frowned: "Second Brother, are you so anxious about this puppet that you have lost your mind? The other party said something incomprehensible and we are dancing to his tune. It's funny to be fooled around by a puppet."

Meng Changqing: "Hey - if you don't need it, little brother, why are you so impatient and angry?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Feiyun looked at Yu Hong's lower body and felt a little curious. He then realized that if he didn't have it, he would lose a competitor.

Yu Hong's face was so cold that it could freeze. He stared at Meng Changqing who had been slowly stirring up the situation. He raised his hand and a long sword appeared in his palm.

"Second Brother, please don't force me to offend."

Mo Xingchen: "That puppet looks smart. This question must have a deeper meaning. Junior brother, why don't you cooperate with the brothers?"

Yu Hong tightened his grip on the sword. He didn't expect that even Mo Xingchen would be involved in such a ridiculous thing. Then he thought, they probably wished he didn't have it.

He guessed what the two men were thinking, and if they really started fighting, he would naturally be no match for them.

Liu Feiyun was the last to react, and he said to Yu Hong, "Junior brother, please prove it yourself."

Meng Changqing and Mo Xingchen also left their chairs. After they stood up, the three of them surrounded him and walked towards him slowly but with strong pressure. Yu Hong was the youngest junior brother who joined the sect and had the lowest cultivation level. Even if he tried his best, he could not escape the hands of these three people.

Mo Xingchen: "Junior brother, please don't make too much noise. It won't be good for anyone if more people find out."

Yu Hong retreated nervously and angrily. The three men in front of him all had malicious looks on their faces and pressed him closer and closer until he hit the wall with no way to retreat.

Liu Feiyun was the first to take action. Yu Hong subconsciously struggled and resisted. Meng Changqing and Mo Xingchen attacked at the same time, one cast a soundproofing spell, and the other and Liu Feiyun grabbed Yu Hong together.

Yu Hong's beautiful androgynous face showed panic.

“You guys, don’t…”

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Aotian: [I've been feeling something's amiss lately. Although we don't know who the top is, it's definitely not Wang Qianqiu. Why do I feel like you're constantly trying to make your presence felt around him?]

Chen Zui: [My thinking is this: the attack is currently unknown. Although we can kill all four, it's obvious that three of them are not, so wouldn't that be giving them an easy advantage?]

Chen Zui: [We are doing a mission, not being freeloaders.]

Aotian felt that what he said made sense. They were the ones who were chosen by the Secret Bookstore, so how could they let others sleep with them like that!

Chen Zui: [The final attack will definitely be confirmed. Before that, let's follow Wang Qianqiu and improve our strength alongside him. That way, when we face the revealed mission target, at least we won't be outmatched in terms of force.]

Aotian nodded as he listened. It made sense, very much so.

Aotian felt that he didn't have to worry at all while following this host. He only needed to ask him if he needed anything, and the host could arrange everything else.

I like working with hosts like this and mentioned him as my second favorite host.

Aotian: [Yes, this way I can keep an eye on Wang Qianqiu and prevent others from getting close to him.]

Chen Zui: [Wow, there’s also this point, I didn’t expect it.]

Chen Zui: [You are so smart.]

Aotian couldn’t hold back his laughter: [Hehe, no hahahaha——]

Aotian happily promoted Chen Zui to 1.5th place among his favorite hosts, and secretly cheered for Chen Zui, saying, "You are only 0.5 away from being my number one favorite host!"

Chen Zui looked up in the mirror at Wang Qianqiu who was combing his hair. She was gathering up the braids that she had braided for him with meticulous movements and a focused expression.

It was as if I was a work of art in his hands.

After the braid was tied, Wang Qianqiu picked up small accessories and put them into Chen Zui's hair without any impatience.

Everything was ready, Wang Qianqiu looked at the mirror.

Unexpectedly, his eyes met Chen Zui's, and he felt that he saw a hint of tenderness in those dark eyes.

Chen Zui suddenly said, "My wife."

Wang Qianqiu looked puzzled.

"Brother is combing my hair like my wife."

Wang Qianqiu thought that it was not the time for you to call her mother.

I clearly didn't teach him anything, but he knew more and more every day.

Maybe I really did something amazing.

He straightened a small bell at the end of Chen Zui's hair and looked at Chen Zui in the mirror. He felt that if he had to say, he should be more like a husband dressing up his wife.

"I'm going out today."

"I'm going with my brother."

Wang Qianqiu guessed that he would say that, so she dressed him up extra gorgeously today, with gold, silver, jade ornaments, and beautiful rings and pendants, like a beautiful and beautiful woman in the world.

Wang Qianqiu's mount was a snow-white phoenix. Chen Zui stared at it for a long time.

Wang Qianqiu directly put his arm around his waist and carried him up.

With a cry of a phoenix, they had already reached the ninth layer of cloud. When they left the mountain gate, the guardian formation flickered.

——

Yuhong's residence.

At this moment, the person fell to the ground, his clothes were disheveled, and there were even torn strips of cloth thrown on the ground.

There are more red marks on the wrists and legs.

It was left when his three senior brothers held him down hard. At this moment, he tilted his head and hid half of his face in the clothes under him. The other half of his face was partially covered by his long hair, but one could still see the tears of humiliation falling silently.

The three culprits saw the entire scene.

There really isn't one.

There really isn't one.

The three of them were shocked by the facts before them and were speechless for a moment.

I couldn't help but feel happy, but I also found it funny that he didn't even have that thing, yet he was still thinking about his senior brother.

Meng Changqing: "Little Junior Brother, don't be too sad. I will keep this matter a secret and will find a way for you."

Everyone knows that the second half of his sentence is a complete lie.

Meng Changqing: "Then I won't bother you for now, Senior Brother."

Mo Xingchen: "Goodbye."

The two left in a happy mood. Liu Feiyun looked at the poor man in the pile of clothes and took off his outer robe to cover Yuhong.

"Don't be sad either."

"Although you don't have that thing, but in the future, Senior Brother will love you."

——

Chen Zui looked at the scenery flying by below, walked to the edge of the phoenix's back, stretched his feet forward and hung in the air.

Not only was he not afraid, he just walked out like that.

His body fell uncontrollably, with the sound of wind whistling in his ears. He passed through the clouds, and the scenery on the ground kept zooming in.

This is more exciting than skydiving.

A white light flashed before his eyes, and the phoenix appeared below, and he fell into Wang Qianqiu's arms. The phoenix flew higher again.

This was the twelfth time Chen Zui jumped down.

Wang Qianqiu hugged the person who was trying to get up and did not allow Chen Zui to move again.

"Don't be naughty."

Chen Zui was almost amused by this sentence. This was just to coax a child.

Wang Qianqiu didn't let him get up, so he picked up a strand of hair and swept it across Wang Qianqiu's face.

Following his eyebrows and sweeping across the tip of his nose, Chen Zui really liked Wang Qianqiu's face.

It’s a pity that he is not the target of the strategy.

"Brother, what is my hair made of?"

"Wooden branches."

Chen was most surprised that such soft and black hair turned out to be branches.

He pinched her hair and glanced at Wang Qianqiu's lips.

"Brother, what are my lips made of?"

Wang Qianqiu looked at Chen Zui's lips. It was fruit flesh, of course not an ordinary fruit. A tree only bears one fruit in a hundred years.

So when his puppet spoke, he could also smell the fruity fragrance.

"pulp."

"pulp?"

Chen Zui slowly licked his lower lip. This world is really magical.

Let go of the hair and look at Qianqiu.

With sparkling eyes, she approached: "Brother, are you thirsty? Do you want to eat some fruit pulp to quench your thirst?"

Aotian: Eh? I'm not supposed to look at him, how does this count as seducing him?

Aotian thought about it and it was not a big deal. Although the task was to knock down the top protagonist, it didn’t say that he couldn’t knock down the bottom protagonist.

Chen Zui knew that Wang Qianqiu only treated him as an object.

He really wanted to know what this person would look like when his mind was in chaos.