When the beautiful boy came to the feminist world

The world in front of me is so quiet and scary...

The boy started to panic, started to get anxious, he started to run wildly, he started to howl, and ran forward desperately.

The world still didn't move, and what caught his eye was still a white world, and the boy couldn't even tell whether he was running towards the exit or standing still.

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never ending--

"It's been...how long...?"

A pair of eyes that lost their pigment and turned lavender, stared dully and lifelessly at the white despair in front of them.

a year?ten years?century?

The legs are completely mechanically moving forward. Here, you will not feel tired, hunger, time passing, and space will not change in any way... Consciousness... will also remain awake ...

... The time of a teenager seems to be completely still, wandering alone in this white world.

He has cried, snarled, and self-harmed...

Tears - can't flow

voice - can't make it

Wounds - relentless healing.

More desperate than despair——is loneliness...

Finally... At this moment, the teenager's emotions reached a breaking point, and he was completely crazy!Pulling out his silver hair that was tortured by this endless loneliness, he piled it up into a hair mountain the size of his body.

Slashed his arm fiercely and poured it with blood.

Heal—scratch—heal—scratch—

The teenager didn't know what the point of doing this was.

No—he didn't know what he was doing, he was just too lonely, too desperate.

I don't know how long it has passed... The silver hair pulled out by the young man turned into a body, and the blood poured into it turned into flesh and blood, only one soul was missing...

"Ah... ah!!!"

The teenager is very excited!Almost crazy with excitement.What shoots out of the godless eyes is a kind of light called hope!

Enduring the pain of leaving his soul, he took out his own soul.What the body endured was indescribable pain, but in the eyes, there was a color of extreme excitement!

A young soul is beautiful—

Half of the white exudes endless vitality——a silver white that is purer than this world.

The blackness that half exudes the charm of silence—the complete opposite of this world, pure blackness.

The hand holding the soul trembled, and finally... the young man split his soul into two, and dedicated the black soul to his fabricated body——

Chapter 103: Heart

Swah——

The sleeping Tianyou suddenly woke up. After getting up, he looked at his slightly trembling hands with extremely frightened eyes.

"Just now was that...a dream?"

Tianyou murmured to himself in a little panic.

Although the overall impression has been blurred, the deep despair and momentary joy still remain in Tianyou's heart.

If you talk about a dream... then this dream is a bit too real... and that white space is so similar to... the deep part of my mind.The only difference is.

Because of the existence of Yinhua in the back of my mind, when I went there, I couldn't help feeling a little joy and excitement in my heart...

So... what happened before Yinhua appeared? ?

"Hmm..." Just when Tianyou wanted to think about it carefully, a burst of swelling suddenly appeared in his mind. At the same time, a lot of negative emotions also appeared and lingered in the depths of his mind. Tianyou covered his head in pain. Dare to think about it.

Normally, if he wanted to recall the past, a wisp of mist would appear in his mind, gently erasing his thoughts, even if the feeling was very weird, but at least it was not painful.

But when Tianyou thinks about the past in that white space, a lot of negative emotions will appear in his mind, and the memory of that piece of memory is almost as if someone forcibly poached it, which is very uncomfortable.

"Hmm~"

The sky outside the window began to brighten.

Tianyou's painful snort woke up Hua Zhaoxue who was sleeping on both sides of him. The drowsy Hua Zhaoxue lifted the quilt, and suddenly a woman's body fragrance filled the whole room. Delicate snow-white body.

"what……"

After realizing that she was having a good time, Hua Zhaoxue let out a soft cry, and subconsciously covered herself with the quilt, her delicate skin gradually turned red as shyly, and her breathing became hot and rapid.

"God...you?"

Thinking of what happened last night, Hua Zhaoxue's heart beat like a deer, she jumped up and down, the beauty on both sides was filled with blush at the same time, she half-closed her beautiful eyes shyly, trying to test the reaction of the boy next to her. It frightened her a lot.

What appeared in front of her eyes was no longer the young man who could calmly deal with everything he encountered. At this moment, Tianyou's perfect face was covered with cold sweat, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly curved, as if he was enduring some kind of pain Same.

Hua Zhaoxue, who was used to Tianyou's indifferent and powerful posture, had never seen him so fragile?

At that moment, there was great pity in her heart, and she didn't care about her delicate body, so she hurriedly rushed to Tianyou's side and hugged him into her arms.

"God...you? What's the matter with you? Is there something uncomfortable... just say if you feel uncomfortable... don't scare me!"

Feeling the trembling of the boy in her arms, Hua Zhaoxue's heart was about to break, with crystal tears in her beautiful eyes, she could only hug the boy in her arms as tightly as possible, wanting her body to give him some comfort and warmth.

"Hey...Zhaoxue..." Perhaps this soft and warm body gave Tianyou a little comfort. He raised his head blankly, looked directly at Hua Zhaoxue's beautiful eyes with tears, and asked slowly: "Who are you? In my eyes... do I... exist?"

"..."

Hua Zhaoxue's tender body paused, staring blankly at the unrealistically beautiful face in her arms, all words of comfort stuck in her throat.

It has been more than a month since the Holy Dance Competition, and Hua Zhaoxue has figured out a lot, a lot during this month.As a woman in the Holy Continent, she began to gradually change her instincts for him, trying to put her heart completely on him, trying to serve him like a man serving his mistress, trying to obey him completely, trying completely dependent on him.

It can be said that whatever Tianyou asked her to do, she was willing to do it.But only this question... She couldn't answer it.

Because, in the process of getting along with Tianyou, after knowing his ability and his appearance, even Hua Zhaoxue herself sometimes couldn't help thinking.

Tianyou... Does "exist"?

If it exists...how could there be such a perfect man in the world?

If it doesn't exist... how can you explain Tian You's "existence"?

Seeing Hua Zhaoxue's silence, Tianyou was taken aback for a moment, then gently left her embrace, and in a blink of an eye, there was that indifferent smile again.

"Let's go, today is the day we go to Fengwu City, I will help you take care of the matter between you and the Huawu family."

Hua Zhaoxue: "..."

"I'll go and get Ya Lan and Brother Nie to get up, come out as soon as you get ready."

After finishing speaking, Tianyou stroked Hua Zhaoxue's smooth black hair with a smile, then turned and left.

Hua Zhaoxue looked at the ethereal figure from behind, stunned for a long time but couldn't say a word to persuade her to stay.

After a month of changes, Hua Zhaoxue began to try to rely on him wholeheartedly and accept his protection.

But... how about Tianyou...

"That's it... I can't answer your question... Tianyou..."

Hua Zhaoxue couldn't find any flaws in him.

In fact, when he showed that sad expression just now, although Hua Zhaoxue was heartbroken, she subconsciously felt a bit of joy, because this was the first time she felt uneasy emotions from Tianyou, but in the end she also felt uneasy. It's just a moment of youth...

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A whole month has passed since the Holy Dance Competition, and besides Tianyou, four daughters of Tianqi have been screened out, plus 35 people who have entered Fengwu City for further training.

Of course, in the entire competition, no one would care about the subsequent competitions, including the contestants' academies.

Because all the astonishment, all the applause, and all the panic were given to a boy... a boy who was so powerful that many so-called heavenly girls could only look up to...

The news quickly spread throughout the Holy Dance Empire. When Xinwu Prayer Court came back, the city lord Jie Shibang greeted him thousands of miles away. Most of them are prayers without belonging, and some people living in Heart Dance City...

Except for Jie Shibang who really achieved his goal, the rest of the Heart Dance Prayer family, plus a group of students participating in the Heart Dance Prayer Academy, could only see a far-fetched smile on their faces... and looked at Hua Zhaoxue and Tianyou's back to return Extremely complicated eyes.

Tianyou's performance in asking Qitai may have brought them fear in the end, but most of them still admired them after all.

And Hua Zhaoxue, who was protected by Tianyou, brought them - only jealousy.

Today is the day they set off for Fengwu City.

After Tianyou woke up the dissatisfied Yalan and Nie Wangqing, she saw that Hua Zhaoxue had finished her makeup and was waiting quietly at the gate of the compound.

Tianyou glanced at her with a smile, put on the mask, walked to the gate of the courtyard and gently pushed it open, turned around and said to the three of them, "Let's go."

The gate of the courtyard opened, and before the group of people walked out, they immediately saw Yang Haoyue, the principal of the Heart Dance Praying Academy, waiting outside respectfully.

"Welcome to the Marquis!"

The moment Tianyou's figure walked out, Yang Haoyue, all the elders, and disciples all bent down to salute, with their heads lowered, not daring to look directly into Tianyou's eyes.

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(Excuse me...school starts...)

Chapter 104 The So-called Wise Men

The pinnacle of the holy dance belongs to the phoenix dance alone.

There are countless towns and cities in the Holy Dance Empire, but none of them can compare with Fengwu City in terms of prosperity and quality of prayer.

Looking forward from the entrance of Fengwu City, one can see majestic palaces standing in it at a glance, each of which is different.

The 36th palace of the 27th palace in Fengwu Imperial City.

Located in the northern center of Fengwu Imperial City, it is specially used to receive foreign countries or high-strength practitioners outside Fengwu City.

In the holy dance competition, the cities or mentors represented by the five people of Tianqi came here to be summoned by the national teacher to discuss their future development direction.

Outside the main hall, a total of five people waited quietly here. Except for Jie Shibang who was a man, the other four were all strong men who had reached the sixth level of high-level praying spirits. The position is far from being comparable to the city lords of these Luanyin capital domains.

But the position where the five people stood was that Jie Shibang stood in the center.

Even though the body of the other four female Qixiu faintly revealed the momentum of a mountain collapse, they could only swallow their breath, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and went to have a "kind" conversation with Jie Shibang.

Even in their eyes, Jie Shibang is a small existence who usually doesn't treat each other with straight eyes, but in such a city with such a small existence, there is a young man who can smash the elder Huawu with a single sword!

Therefore, Jie Shibang's status is not just that of a remote city lord. At least, they don't have the confidence to fight against the young man who is defeated by a sword, so even if they are unwilling and unhappy in their hearts, they can only do so. Swallow it back.

And Jie Shibang didn't have any complacency on his face, as if he had never heard the words of these people, he stared blankly at the plaque made of ice crystals above the hall, his eyes exuded extreme longing.

He clenched the scroll-like thing in his hand, and a trance smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, a beautiful girl in palace costume stepped out of the palace gate, bowed to the five and said softly:

"The national teacher has an order, please let City Lord Xinwu enter the palace to speak."

Bang!

Jie Shibang only felt that his heart was beating violently at this moment. He firmly suppressed his excited and trembling body, cupped his hands heavily, and then walked with heavy steps. Under the strange eyes of the other four, he walked into the left the hall.

Under the leadership of the girl in palace costume, Jie Shibang came to the deepest part of the hall, in a fragrant and misty elegant room, in front of him was a round table with several cups of fragrant tea on it.The clear and pleasant fragrance of tea came to his face, and Jie Shibang was surprised to find that his beating heart gradually calmed down under the influence of the fragrance of tea.

Ten meters in front of him was a translucent pink gauze curtain. Jie Shibang was a little restless, but he didn't make the slightest sound, lest he disturb the atmosphere here.

After the maid brought Jie Shibang into the private room, she Fuli left.There was no one else in the room except Jie Shibang.

About 5 minutes passed.

Light and soothing footsteps sounded behind the pink gauze curtain, and the shadow of a slim and elegant woman was reflected on the gauze curtain, walking like a willow in the wind, extremely graceful, more moving than the painting in Jie Shibang's room three points.

Jie Shibang's calm heartbeat was beating violently again at this moment, and his breathing was also rapid. It was this figure... Ever since the first glimpse at that time, this figure has appeared in his dreams almost every night. Appeared, and at this time, this figure was only ten meters away from him, how could he be calm!

He picked up a cup of tea on the round table and took a sip. The fragrant tea entered his throat, and he found again that his heartbeat had calmed down again.

After calming down, he took a deep breath, then bowed down and bowed down: "Xinwujie Mansion Shibang, pay homage to His Royal Highness!"

The graceful and elegant figure sat down behind the gauze curtain, and a voice as soft as catkins came from it:

"You don't need to be polite, the owner of Jiecheng. In Xindance City, there is a shocking genius. Presumably Jie's mansion will appear in people's sight again because of this. In less than a year, Jie's mansion will be famous for the holy dance. .”