Chapter 20 How strong can I be? I can't stand a single blow, okay?
The two young men walking towards them were wearing dark blue disciple robes. They were fair and thin, with bodies like pine and cypress, tall and straight, with black hair tied up high behind their heads, as bright as the clear moon in the breeze.
One of them was named Ye Ye. He held a folding fan in his hand and showed two beautiful canine teeth when he smiled. He greeted Song Zhexia and said, "Long time no see. How have you been lately?"
The young man standing next to Ye Ye was named Hu Luwa, and he also smiled at her at this time.
Others may not know, but after reading the plot in the book, Song Zhexia still vaguely remembers some key characters: Hu Luwa was just a guard who sneaked into Qianqiu Pavilion to protect Ye Ye.
After all, these details can be seen from the name——
Calabash baby saves grandpa.
Ye Ye is a rare backdoor figure in the sect. He has average aptitude and was stuck in the Qi Refining stage for two years. He finally broke through the bottleneck.
He found a bottle cap blocking the back.
For fear of being hated by the rich, Ye Ye deliberately concealed his family background. The reason he got in through the back door was certainly not because of the family mine, but because the sister-in-law who ran away with the head of the sect was his cousin.
In the book, Ye Ye has always had a crush on the original owner who looks pitiful, but unfortunately the original owner did not love him and just laughed it off when she hurt him.
Facing the boy's concerned gaze, Song Zhexia smiled sweetly, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I'm fine."
Ye Ye smiled, put away his folding fan, brushed his robes, and said, "I am one year younger than you, so call me Brother Ji Mao."
Song Zhexia: "Hello, Senior Brother Jimao!"
Ye Ye: “…”
He smiled helplessly, his eyes slowly moving to Wei Jinyou, and when he caught sight of their interlocked hands, his face suddenly darkened, and he looked at the young man next to Song Zhexia with hostility.
Wei Jinyou drooped his eyelids and glanced at him casually, not much emotion visible in his dark pupils.
I noticed that the atmosphere was starting to get weird, and a certain person was caught in the middle and really wanted to escape.
"Please make way." The sudden voice from behind broke the depressing atmosphere in time.
Song Zhexia made room in time and met Mo Bugui's gaze when he looked up, "Senior Brother Mo."
Mo Bugui was holding the cardboard box in his arms. Just as he nodded at her, the breeding guide in his hand fell to the ground.
He bent down to pick it up. Song Zhexia looked down and found a fish with its eyes rolled back in the box. He asked curiously, "Senior Brother Mo, what are you doing?"
Hearing her question, Mo Bugui frowned in some confusion and said, "Actually, Senior Brother picked up a fish from the pond in the back mountain last night and brought it home to raise. But I put food and water in the cardboard box but it didn't eat. Is it sick?"
Seeing this, Ye Ye said wisely, "Brother Mo, you didn't give Brother Yu chopsticks, how can he eat?"
Huluwa: “…”
Song Zhexia: “6.”
Wei Jinyou: “…”
Are there any normal people in this sect?
Mo Bugui spent his days either practicing or hanging himself. He also didn't know common sense. After listening to what Ye Ye said, he suddenly understood and said, "Junior Brother Ye, you are right."
"I'll prepare the dishes for it right away."
Song Zhexia: “…”
One dares to say it, the other dares to do it.
Ye Ye also reminded: "The weather is so cold right now, remember to prepare winter clothes for Brother Yu."
After hearing what his master said, Hu Luwa became even more silent.
"Don't worry." Mo Bugui said seriously: "I will!"
Song Zhexia coughed lightly, interrupting them and said, "Brother, why don't you let it go to me? I'll warm it up by the fire and apply some chili oil on its body to keep warm."
Mo Bugui was touched and said, "Junior sister, you are still kind!"
"No, no." Song Zhexia said without blushing: "This is what we cultivators should do!"
[Such a big fish must be delicious when grilled.]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
She's kind as hell.
After separating from Mo Bugui and others, Song Zhexia followed Wei Jinyou to the innermost floor of the library.
The innermost part contains information about some spells, taboos and monsters. Normally no one comes here.
Wei Jinyou picked up a book and started flipping through it. The first line he saw was: "The body temperature of demons is usually low. If it rises, it means they are in heat. When in heat, their body temperature is much higher than that of ordinary people, and something is as hard as iron."
"..."
Seeing this, he closed the book in disgust and put it back.
Seeing his gloomy face, Song Zhexia didn't understand why he was in a bad mood, so she stood further away silently.
The next moment, she seemed to sense something in her mind, and her heart began to ache slightly.
The turtle poked its head out of its shell. [Host, look at the top of its head.]
After listening to its words, Song Zhexia looked up.
I saw a faint red light coming out of the top bookshelf, which was particularly dazzling to my eyes.
Wei Jinyou was still flipping through a book when a hand reached out and gently pinched his robe, saying coquettishly, "Brother Wei, can you lift me up high? I want to go up."
The young man lowered his eyebrows and looked over. His black pupils reflected the beautiful, sparkling eyes of the girl. He paused, looked away, and pointed to the side, "There is a ladder over there, go by yourself."
"Okay, senior brother." Song Zhexia responded softly.
[Humph, you are cold and heartless, and your heart is made of wood.]
[How strong can I be? I can be vulnerable!]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
Song Zhexia hummed softly and actually took him with him to get the ladder.
Wei Jinyou looked at the girl in front of him who was a head shorter than him. After hesitating for a while, he went up to help her hold the ladder down, "I'll hold you, you go up."
The delicate girl looked at him for a while, nodded, and began to climb up.
One of her hands was clasped with Wei Jinyou's, but she could not climb steadily with the other hand. Coupled with the sharp pain in her heart, tiny beads of sweat soon appeared on her forehead.
Seeing that Song Zhexia was a little shaky, the young man wanted to reach out and hold her waist.
The girl was lying on the ladder, and had just moved down a few inches. When he raised his hand, he touched her sensitive thigh.
Song Zhexia shuddered for a moment, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Brother Wei, you touched me, I'm so shy."
[Haha, you can’t hide it anymore! You finally couldn’t help but attack the beautiful woman. I knew you were a beast in human clothing!]
[It is natural for me to desire you, since I am so naturally beautiful!]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
After a while of effort, Song Zhexia climbed to the top and finally saw what was on the top of the bookshelf.
It was a round and smooth egg with golden lines all around.
Song Zhexia immediately said, "Turtle, we can have more dishes tonight."
Turtle:?
[Nima, this is a dragon egg, what the hell is this dish! ]
Dragon egg?
Song Zhexia was stunned.
That’s not right. In the original book, doesn’t the dragon egg belong to the male protagonist?
Before he had time to think too much, Song Zhexia reached out to reach the egg.
As soon as the finger touched the edge of the egg, an extremely dazzling light burst out in the room!
When Song Zhexia came to his senses, he had already fallen off the ladder.
She slowly opened her eyes and met a pair of gloomy black eyes.
Wei Jinyou was being pressed under her, his thin lips tightly pursed, the strands of hair on his forehead had a somewhat messy beauty, and his dark pupils were like the turbulent sea level hidden in the night.
[Fuck! Is it too late to find a crack in the ground to crawl into now?]
At this time, the door behind him was pushed open, and a group of disciples followed Elder Li Huan and rushed up, "What was that noise just now?"
Song Zhexia raised his eyes in horror, just in time to meet Elder Li Huan's gaze which went from confusion to dullness.
For a moment, the room was so quiet that it seemed as if someone was leaving.