Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 139

The male cultivator said: "Ziji Birth and Extinction Sword is really domineering, but what can be done now, I don't think he has any demon energy in him, unlike the rumors that he is already possessed by demons, go and see him first, if he still has human nature and wisdom, It always makes sense, the Taiwei Immortal Sect is too deceitful, we have nothing to do with the Northern Territory, and besides, he had to be taught by his uncle when he was young, it would be better if he still has an impression."

Fairy Le had no choice but to follow the male cultivator inside.

Another girl was kneeling on the porch outside the door, and she didn't dare to go in. Fairy Le and Nanxiu saw that she was awake, and it wasn't a false alarm like the previous few times.

As soon as they walked in, they saw Bo Xi sitting up, pinching the Chenggang chain on his wrist, the chain was dark with golden fragments, it was a high-grade magic weapon, it could be stretched at will, but don't try to tear it apart, I heard that it can stretch hundreds of miles, but Le Xianzi and her senior brother have never seen it before. Seeing that the other end of the Chenggang chain is still firmly fastened to the Pangu stone below, both of them heaved a sigh of relief.

The male cultivator stopped after one step into the door, cupped his hands and said, "The younger generation is Qi Wuyou, the sixth disciple of Elder Han Qiongxian Que Danfang, and this is my seventh junior sister, Le Wuting."

Hearing the sound, Bo Xi looked over, his loose hair showed even more sharp brows, thanks to the tiredness in his eyes, he didn't frighten Le Wuting so much that his legs went limp.

After taking a look at them, Bo Xi lowered his eyelashes. The eyelash feathers were long, and this cover was not so threatening.

Qi Wuyou waited for a while, and saw that Bo Xi had no intention of speaking, he was just looking at the layout of the room constantly, the fingers holding the Chenggang chain were thin to the bone, and the tendons on the back of his hand were clearly visible, which was enough to see that he was tense. Very tight, very wary of them.

"Little Martial Uncle, please rest at ease, the Grand Master is already on his way to pick you up, and he will arrive around tomorrow."

Le Wuting bit his lips and looked at Bo Xi, the coldness between Bo Xi's brows was unprecedented, his eyes always seemed to have a cold sword light passing by, and he could force people to sweat for no reason, if her senior brother was very calm Talking, she will definitely run away.

Hearing the name "Little Master Uncle", Bo Xi raised his brows unexpectedly, ice lines in his pupils were shining, and the aura of death like dead wood dissipated in an instant.

Le Wuting clutched his palm tightly, and just now, the thought of hoping that Bo Xi would never wake up disappeared—the heartbeat missed a few beats.

Qi Wuyou didn't notice anything wrong with his junior sister, so he kept smiling and said, "You just haven't formally joined the master's school, but the head teacher has already appointed you as a personal disciple, and there is no way to delay these decades. If I receive you tonight, The book has already been sent back, and the head teacher sent the senior uncle, that is, your senior senior brother, to pick you up in person. With such importance, it can be seen that the first thing you do in the sect is to accept you as an apprentice. The juniors call you "little martial uncle". Sooner or later, please don’t be offended by my little uncle.”

He spoke affectionately, but coaxed Bo Xi like a fool. All the restraints and magic weapons in this house existed to restrain him.

After hearing this, Bo Xi lowered his head, his hair covered most of his face, and he could only guess that he was sighing silently by subtle movements, which was very different from the "inhuman and spiritual" that Qi Wuyou secretly worried about. They imagined it countless times. His tyrannical and extreme temper seemed like a joke at this moment.

Bo Xi opened his mouth, his voice was deep and clear, calm and windless: "I have already worshiped as a teacher."

Qi Wuyou was about to speak, when Le Wuting, who was hiding behind him, suddenly poked his head and said, "That was under the persecution of the Taiwei Immortal Sect, and we all know that you had no choice."

"Junior Sister, why did you talk to Junior Martial Uncle?" Qi Wuyou reprimanded Le Wuting gently.

Le Wu heard and said: "The head teacher is about to ascend, I am afraid that he will not be able to teach disciples, I think it is the same when he worships the master uncle, after the master Xiyang ascends, the master is the head teacher, the status is the same .”

"You..." Of course Qi Wuyou knows that identity is everything in Hanqiong Xianque, what Le Wu heard is actually very problematic, the difference in seniority is the difference in identity.

Qi Wuyou was afraid of Bo Xi in his heart, and was very reluctant for Bo Xi to go to Hanqiong Xianque, but he also knew that if the sect could really subdue Bo Xi, it would be of great benefit.

After receiving it back, it is [-]% likely that Bo Xi will visit the sect of Daoist Shen Yang. At that time, Bo Xi will have a very high seniority, and those disciples who will hold real power in the future will inevitably be placed behind him. Yue Chisui sword body, also practiced the Ziji Sword of Birth and Extinction, so he could only endure it if he refused to accept it.It is a good thing for them that Bo Xi, who is happy to listen to delusions, worships the uncle as the same generation as them, but speaking out will arouse Bo Xi's dissatisfaction, of course they should be reprimanded.

Le Wuting pouted and said: "I think this is very good. Senior brother, you are much older than him. It's strange to call senior uncle. Junior senior uncle is the elder, so junior junior brother is favored. Am I wrong?"

Qi Wuyou didn't know where Le Wuting was off, suddenly accepted the reasoning and couldn't let her go, so he had to ignore her, and said to Bo Xi: "Wuting is spoiled, little uncle, don't mind."

Seeing what he said, the brothers and sisters acted as if they didn't hear it, and there were so many restrictions, how could he be confused: To put it mildly, he is actually just a prisoner, and this place is no different from Shiyuan Prison.

It didn't make sense, so he stopped talking and pressed his hands on his abdomen to check his condition.

Without saying a word, making such an action again, it will look helpless and helpless, Le Wuting almost couldn't control his legs and wanted to go over to comfort him, but he didn't do it because Qi Wuyou was standing in front .

Seeing that Bo Xi was not noisy, Qi Wuyou slowly calmed down, and called Le Wuting politely to leave.

Bo Xi found that there was no restraint on his body, and his brows did not loosen but frowned even tighter. This shows that the restraint in the room and the iron chain are very strong. They are not afraid that he will break free. Essence, the universal magic weapon is also troublesome.

The two girls in the room who watched him all the time withdrew outside the room and waited, not daring to come in, presumably Qi Wuyou and Le Wuting, even if they forced them to come in, shaking their hands and feet in front of Bo Xi, pouring a glass of water would not be enough. If they can't pour it out, it's useless, so let them stay on the porch outside, separated from the inside by only a curtain, and they can hear Bo Xi's movement.

Bo Xi moved his stiff fingers. The last time he woke up drunk, he didn't have the feeling of joint stagnation, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

As he moved his fingers, he remembered what his master and his juniors had said about him turning himself into a group of flying swords. He didn't know what happened at all. If he could figure it out, the chain would not be a problem. After he thought deeply, more than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Le Wuting said outside: "Are you tired of standing?"

The girls said: "Fairy Le."

"Actually, Bo Xi called you, but you didn't dare to go in. What's the use of staying here? Let me watch him for a while, and you go to rest."

"Thank you Fairy Le."

The girls left in small steps, Le Wuting opened the curtain, and put his head in to look. Her senior brother was not there, so Bo Xi didn't look at the door, stretched out his arms and put half of the curtain hanging on the hook, blocking himself later.

Lonely man and widow, Le Wuting probably wouldn't come in, but he has iron chains on his wrists and he can't wear clothes, and his hair is loose, so it's not proper to face to face like this.

Unexpectedly, Le Wuting actually walked in, hesitated for a while, stood by the curtain, pulled back the curtain, tilted his head and revealed half of his face to look at him.

"Bo Xi."

Bo Xi felt uncomfortable, and didn't know how to speak, so he turned his head to the other side, hoping that Le Wu would listen to him and leave.

Le Wu heard: "You are not as scary as the rumors say."

If Yan Xiaotang said this, Bo Xi would probably give Bo Xi a sneer, but to strangers, Bo Xi's expression was lacklustre, and he was so dull, the feelings he wanted to express...he couldn't convey it.

Le Wuting even believed that he was demonized by those people with malicious intentions, but she didn't realize that she didn't have any good intentions herself, but was just one of the kidnappers.

"Bo Xi, can I call you that? I heard... your name was given by the head teacher, do you know?"

Boxi didn't know what Le Wuting wanted to do, his body tensed up.

In the Taiwei Immortal Sect, men and women are separated under the same master's sect, and even the ranks are counted separately, which shows that the defense between men and women is particularly serious, and various rules are extremely strict, such as not being alone. Walking close, you are not allowed to stare at the female disciple's body, you are not allowed to eat together, and you are not allowed to meet each other in disheveled clothes...Under various rules, he can only say that he recognizes the master who he sees the most, but the master's face is sticking to his face. He didn't know if he hadn't pasted tin flowers or painted eyebrows.

The Chuiyun Fairy, who is famous for her beauty and cultivation, Bo Xi can only feel the latter.

Not all the male disciples of the Taiwei Immortal Sect were restrained like Boxi, especially since he was always guarded by the elders, the rules of the Taiwei Immortal Sect were more reflected in him than those disciples who did not rebel.

When he evaded, Le Wuting thought it wrong, thinking that he had suffered too much and was forced to be like this, so he became more gentle and considerate.

"Don't worry, Master Teacher really cares about you, and won't make you suffer any more. The Taiwei Immortal Sect is shameless, and won't treat you well after snatching you away..."

Hearing her talk more and more flamboyant, Bo Xi had no choice but to say, "It has nothing to do with you."

When he turned his head to speak, a light shadow fell from his eyebrows and eyelashes, touching people's hearts like the shadow of a moth's wings, and his voice was cold and piercing, with an inexplicable meaning, like a little finger hooking the strings of a piano, carelessly lingering sound.

Le Wuting seemed to be bewitched, half of his body passed over the curtain, a pair of beautiful eyes fixed on Bo Xi's side face, and his tone was cheerful: "Okay, I won't mention the previous ones, you just woke up not long ago, Do you want to drink water? I'll pour it upside down for you."

As soon as Bo Xi was silent, she pretended to be calm and moved a little closer, chattering some gossip, and after only a few words, she knelt down on the Pangu Stone, her knees still pressed against the brocade quilt. corner.

If you look carefully, the fluff on Bo Xi's ears stood up, and the chill outside was even worse, but it's a pity that he was under restraint, so he couldn't use a flying sword to slash people.

(End of this chapter)