Every Day the Protagonist Wants to Capture Me Chapter 5: Hello Kitty

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There are mountains and water in Yuanchenfeng Cave. The disciples live on one of the mountains. There is a small mountain cliff behind the mountain, which is where Chu Yu penetrated and saw with his eyes open.

This place is wide and flat, and far from home.

When the night is still quiet, this is a treasure of feng shui that kills and grabs treasures and ruins.

Chu Yu held a sword, looked at Xie Yan, who looked dull, and sighed, "Master, why are you so ..."

No matter how abnormal, the protagonist of the training period can't beat him during the base period!

If he wins the protagonist, then Liang Zi will get bigger, and he will also upgrade from the villain fossil of the villain.

That would have died earlier.

You can only lose.

"Tonight's battle is dead or alive, it's all God's will." Xie Yuan stared at Chu Yu coldly, gritted his teeth. I originally thought that the big brother had changed, no longer insulted him, and even treated him well, and occasionally guided his practice.

But he actually ...

It is not shameful to kill.

Xie Xie took a deep breath and was ready to face the fierce battle, suppressing the anger in his heart, quietly raising his sword, and holding out a light-weight trick, the cheetah generally swooped on Chuyu.

Chu Yu smiled.

What are you laughing at? what's so funny?

Xie Xuan's anger was even worse, and he flew to Chu Yu immediately, and ruthlessly punched his sword toward his chest.

Chu Yu doesn't evade, let the sword pierce the robe. Seeing that he did not hide, Xie Xuan was panicked. In the end, it was only a 13-year-old child who couldn't take back the sword and had to try his best to pierce and pierce Chu Yu's left shoulder.

The gorgeous blood color quickly flows from the sword tip, and the red lotus usually blooms on white. Xie Yan was shorter than Chu fish, and the blood flowed down the sword body, staining his hands.

Warm blood, rusty **** smell.

Xie Ling looked at his hand dumbfounded, looking at Chu Yu's pale face for a long time, shaking.

"Why not hide?"

With Chu Yu's strength, this sword is extremely easy to block or hide.

Chu Yu shook his head. The dead otaku never suffered this kind of injury, and the cultivator's senses were extremely keen, and his eyes were painful with tears and speechless.

Xie Xun's face suddenly became furious, and she pulled the sword back, and the fish was so painful that she almost knelt back and forth.

He shivered and growled, "Why not hide!"

Because you are the protagonist ...

Chu Yu's heart burst into tears, and I won't let you vent your anger. Will you not be stunned in the future?

Thinking in my heart, Chu Yu still endured pain, kneeling on one knee, and looked up at Xie Yan weakly, "Master, are you still angry?"

Xie Xie took a few steps backwards, staring at him in disbelief, and a stormy sea surged in his heart, as if he saw Chu Yu for the first time.

Brother ... what's going on?

Seeing the protagonist still staring at him coldly, Chu Yu's heart became cold.

The atmosphere is so awkward ... lay a dead body first, and wait for the protagonist to leave before returning ...

At the thought of doing so, Chu Yu immediately lay down with her eyes closed.

The blood on his shoulders was still pouring, and most of his robes were blood red. Although it was not a serious injury, it was quite scary at first glance.

The ground is cold and cold. It is autumn, and the wind on the mountain is colder than the cheekbones. Chu Yu lay for a quarter of an hour and felt that the whole person was bad. Why didn't you hear the footsteps of the protagonist leaving? Did the protagonist see that he was pretending to be dead, and wanted to squat here to see him cold?

Chu Yu's brain is too much.

Xie Yan is still in a daze.

He remembered that when he was brought back by Master, he still admired the Master at that time.

So high and indifferent, like the fairy who does n’t eat fireworks in his imagination. Just don't know why, the big brother hated him from the beginning. When things that he couldn't cultivate came out, he defaulted on his brothers to insult him, often even doing it himself.

He hated Chuyu for the past three years.

But caught off guard, Chuyu changed.

A cold wind struck, Xie Yiru dreamed up. He looked down at Chu Yu who seemed to be unconscious, hesitated for a moment, put away his sword, held Chu Yu's back with one hand, and crossed his knee with one hand, and hugged him.

The Chu fish lying down almost rolled off.

Sink! What are you doing! Princess hug? !! How could you hold a princess with a villain!

No! The point is not this! Protagonist, shouldn't you insert two more swords of this cannon fodder to vent your hatred!

No, no! Protagonist, shouldn't you throw this cannon fodder into the abyss under the cliff!

Chu Yu's heart is frightened, Chu Yu's soul is flying away.

But after waiting for a long time, nothing happened. Xie Xun steadily hugged Chuyu, slowly walked down Houya, and headed towards the courtyard.

Chu Yu reassured a little.

Protagonist This is ... not angry?

The sword he hit ... it's worth it, it's good!

It's late at night, silent all around. Under the night, the distance was dim, Xie Yan thought about the past, his steps were very slow, he didn't pay attention to the surroundings, and suddenly heard an exclamation from the front.

Xie Xuan looked up and was seeing a disciple who seemed to be up at night, seeming to be back from Gonggong. The night was hazy, but he still could vaguely see the appearance of a person. The disciple looked at Xie Yun with a stunned look, and looked at the Chu fish in Xie Yan's arms. He was shocked and almost fainted.

"... big, brother?"

He murmured dreamily.

Chu Yu didn't feel good when he heard the voice. Opening his eyes, he just looked at the teacher. Silently looking at each other for a moment, Chu Yu closed her eyes in pain and continued to pretend to be dead.

... It feels worse.

Chu Yu closed her eyes, and that disciple looked at Xie Ye in confusion: "Abandoned ... Brother Xie?"

Xie Yan did not like any of the disciples in Dongfu, and gave him a cold glance, held Chu Yu in his arms tightly again, ignored him directly, and proceeded to the courtyard.

Although his strength is not small, holding a person who is much higher than himself is still a bit reluctant. Chu Yu was uncomfortably hugged and rolled her eyes, sorrowful.

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Damn! enough!

Return to the courtyard, Xie Yan took Chu Yu into his room, and slowly put it on the bed. Chu Yu finally was able to breathe freely, and was relieved in his heart, and then he heard "Dora".

Clothes ... clothes ... was ripped ...

What are you going to do!

There was a sound of water in my ear. Chu Yu opened one eye secretly, just seeing Xie Yan in the twisted paws. Seeing he was turning around, he closed his eyes quickly.

Will the protagonist treat him?

Chu Yu guessed this time.

The cold wet pad wiped his shoulders little by little. Although the movement was not gentle, Chuyu was still drowsy. For three months, he conveyed spiritual power to Xie Xun, and he was nourished every night. The dark injury in Xie Xun's body was almost better.

It ’s not that Chu Yu does n’t want to ask for his face in favor of conveying spiritual power to Xie Yi. But ... First, Xie Yan was too guarded against Chu Yu when he was sober.

Second, these hidden injuries were originally brought to Xie Yi by the original body. Anyway, using the original body shell, Chu Yu couldn't pull his face to invite merit.

Chu Yu thought drowsyly, and she really fell asleep at the back.

Xie pursed his lips, washed the paraffin constantly, and returned to wipe the blood off Chuyu. After a long time, the white and graceful shoulders reappeared in front of the eyes, and the flaw was that there was a wound on it.

Xie Yan's eyes fell on Chu Yu's face.

His complexion has returned to ruddy, Ying Qi's brows are slightly squinted, his sleep is quiet, and he seems to get closer a lot.

"Brother?" Xie Xuan lowered her head and screamed slowly.

Chu Yu naturally did not respond.

Xie Xun had a complex look. He stared at Chu Yu's face for a long time, and suddenly pulled out the table to find Sheng.

Xunsheng is a highly spiritual top-grade fairy sword with a slender and graceful sword body, a clear sound, and cold light, as if it were a flood of autumn water.

Like his master.

Holding Xun Sheng staring at Chu Yu for a long time, Xie Yi gritted his teeth, still recovered Xun Sheng's scabbard, picked up the wound powder from the table, and hately spilled on the wound on Chu Yu's shoulder. After doing this, he turned and left.

Walking to the door, Xie Yan's steps stopped again, hesitantly turned back, and covered the quilt for Chuyu.

The sword that pierced Chu Yu's shoulder was too exciting for him. He is still a little dazed now, and always feels that Chu Yu has changed his person.

The grievances that have accumulated over the past three years seem to have spread a lot after a sword stabbed away.

Last look at Chu Yu, Xie Yuan turned and left in silence.

***

Chu Yu rarely sleeps well.

When I wake up, my spirit is full.

Opening the quilt on his body, he suddenly felt that most of his chest was cold, Chu Yu looked down at the robe that had been torn open by violence, and said "ah".

By the way, last night the protagonist stabbed a sword as a strange monster.

But how could the protagonist hug him back mercilessly and clean him up?

The meditator's wound recovers quickly, and he takes medicine again, and he gets better overnight.

Chu Yu stared at the crusted wound for a long time, gave up thinking, got out of bed and changed into a clean robe, hung Xunsheng on the table to his waist, pushed open the door, and walked out calmly.

Xie Ye is not in the partial house.

Chu Yu hasn't gotten up so early for a long time, and can't figure out where Xie Yun has gone, wondering if he is still angry, and walked out of the courtyard.

There was a loud recitation of the disciples ’morning lessons in the woods. Chu Yu tilted his head for a moment, straightened his noble and glamorous posture, and walked forward with great chest.

When Chu Yu came, all the disciples calmed down, and the eyes staring at Chu Yu were extremely strange.

Chu Yu was seen as creepy and strange in his heart.

These disciples are always respectful and afraid of him. What happened today? Did he get hurt last night, and the incident of being hugged by Xie Yan has spread all over? I ca n’t afford to look at him with this strange look ...

The three younger brothers who are closer to Chu Yu on weekdays got up from the futon, approached Chu Yu solemnly, stared at him strangely for a while, and then tentatively said, "Master is early. He ... isn't he pretty good? "

Chu Yu froze, didn't understand why he said this, trying to figure out his original temperament, and said "um" coldly and agreeably.

It's more than good, it's just a little beauty!

The third teacher ’s face is even more weird: "... I heard that there is a demon in the magic road who likes to raise children."

"Huh?" Chu Yu was even more puzzled. Why mention this? These disciples during the training period are not yet in the time to remove the magic guard?

Third, the three brothers carefully stunned Chu Chuyu's face, swallowed his mouth, and finally gritted his teeth: "I heard that last night ... the second brother came back from Houya with the big brother?"

A sunny thunderbolt on Chu Yu's head finally reacted.

These eyes of these disciples are not just the eyes of the guys!