MTL - Cannon Fodder Counterattack Investigation System-Chapter 22
Something is going to happen!
Something is going to happen!
Something big is going to happen! !
Zhou Ziruo's heart was roaring wildly, but his body was stiff and motionless. Lu Lixiao's face was getting closer and closer, his hot breath had sprayed on his lips, making his mind even more blank.
At the very moment, Zhou Ziruo's stomach groaned loudly, completely breaking the extremely weird atmosphere.
Lu Lixiao's gaze fell from Zhou Ziruo's face to his still-crying stomach, Zhou Ziruo hastily rubbed his stomach and smiled coyly: "Hehe...didn't eat lunch..."
Belly! Give you a Like!
Lu Lixiao pulled the cloth around him to wrap him tightly, and said, "Go get dressed, and then go eat."
Zhou Ziruo rushed into the house as if he had been granted an amnesty, wrapping himself tightly with three layers inside and three layers outside.
Don't blame the young master for being so vigilant, if you want to blame it, blame the hero for being too possessive! It's not enough to take the title of the young master's master, but also to treat the young master as the object of his obsession! Is it a fetish?
From the next day, Zhou Ziruo consciously ran to the chicken coop to continue feeding the chickens, and disappeared with the big rooster for a while when he was free, talking about the philosophy of life in the small woods.
A few days later, He Yu approached Zhou Ziruo and told him to take turns to do other daily activities. Zhou Ziruo held a big **** and told him that he fell in love with this job. These chickens have become his family. The rooster also cooperated very well, assuming that I would go on a hunger strike after the breeder left. The honest little fat man touched the back of his head several times and couldn't speak. In the end, Zhou Ziruo became the only new student who didn't have to be rotated. Feeding chickens professionally.
Zhou Ziruo occasionally cleaned and cleaned the chicken coop to feed the chickens, and often spent time with the big rooster in the grove while fishing, Dabi, the 30-year-old disciple of Qingyang Mountain, came unknowingly.
The new disciples participating in the big competition are purely looking for abuse, so the new disciples are very excited that Zhou Ziruo, a strange flower, has appeared among their companions. If the news that Zhou Zi was brought back to the door by Lu Lixiao spread like wildfire, the disciples all speculated that he must have the ability not to show it, and looked at him with anticipation.
Zhou Ziruo felt very painful. He doesn't have any blockbuster plans, he is definitely the kind of gameover when he comes on stage!
When Lu Lixiao learned that Zhou Ziruo signed up for the competition, he didn't express any reflections, but Zhou Ziruo knew that he was just waiting to see his jokes, just like Liu Nanqin, a black-bellied brother!
Mu Qijun's little bug is really unreliable, Zhou Ziruo is a bit stressed, the night before the competition officially started, he dreamed that he climbed onto the stage in the eyes of everyone's expectations, and then was punched and flew out, the disciples broke out The laughing sound made him suddenly wake up from his sleep.
On the day of the Grand Competition, Zhou Ziruo followed Lu Lixiao to the arena with two dark circles under his eyes and a look of discoloration on his face. As soon as he stepped into the arena, he heard the earth-shattering cheers. They found a cheerleading squad, but when they turned around, the cheerleading squad was real, but it wasn't Lu Lixiao's, it was actually his!
The new disciples drew a big banner and drew a stupid bird soaring into the sky to shout for Zhou Ziruo. The little fat man, who was flushed with excitement and hugged the lazy big rooster, threw at Zhou Ziruo from a distance, "I know you!" It's alright" with such hot eyes.
Zhou Ziruo tears.
Wouldn't it be better to just let him be kicked off the stage silently? Why do you come to watch him with such great fanfare?
"This year's new disciples are very imposing." A soft and harmless laugh sounded behind him, and Zhou Zi would know that Liu Nanqin was coming if he didn't need to look.
"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother." Lu Lixiao greeted.
Liu Nanqin cheerfully looked at the energetic new disciples in the stands, and was very interested in Zhou Ziruo's cheerleaders, while Wei Heng remained calm and serious.
Leng Mo and Qiu Cailing also entered the arena. Qiu Cailing was startled by the voices of the new disciples. After seeing the banner clearly, she let out a teasing "hum", looked at Zhou Ziruo contemptuously, and hugged Lu Lixiao's arm: " Fourth senior brother, I will cheer for you!"
"Be careful with yourself, don't get injured in the game." Lu Lixiao pulled his arm out.
Zhou Ziruo's words sounded bluntly ungrateful, but the woman who fell in love had a negative IQ, and Qiu Cailing had a sweet smile on her face, probably understood that Lu Lixiao cared about her.
Leng Mo asked Zhou Ziruo: "Are you going to participate in the competition too?"
"Yes, yes..." Zhou Ziruo said.
Leng Mo didn't really respond to this matter, as if Zhou Ziruo, a rookie who participated in the competition, had nothing to do with him like a grass growing on the ground.
But Leng Mo didn't care, and naturally some people cared, Feng Jing, who had just arrived, sneered at the banner, and looked at Zhou Ziruo out of the corner of his eyes: "Don't be ashamed to be punched off the stage later by making such a big noise! "
Zhou Ziruo: Hehe. That's too **** accurate.
When Chen was approaching, the head of the sect and several elders of the sect arrived, and all the disciples who participated in the competition stood in a few rows to gather. Ouyang Yi seriously talked about the competition system, rules, and penalties for violations, and then Du Hanfeng ordered two A disciple lifted out a large wooden box and announced the start of drawing opponents and their order of appearance.
There are more than 200 disciples participating in the competition in Qingyang Mountain. They are divided into five groups, and each group has many subgroups.
The disciples came forward to draw lots one by one. If Zhou Zi felt that the wooden box contained his destiny, if he could draw a soft-legged shrimp, he would still be able to struggle. I don't know how much the attack speed will drop!
Zhou Ziruo felt a little weak at the moment, but Lu Lixiao said beside him, "It's our turn."
Lu Lixiao took the lead, and Zhou Ziruo looked at his back, his body moved before his mind, and he grabbed one of his hands from behind.
Lu Lixiao looked at him slightly, Zhou Ziruo said, "Do you... also think that I will be eliminated in the first match?"
Zhou Ziruo couldn't tell what was wrong with him, maybe there was an element of anger and fear in it. This kind of behavior that looks like losing your temper, acting like a baby, and asking for help, besides Lu Lixiao, he can't find anyone else who can make him do it.
Lu Lixiao raised his handsome eyebrows, raised his hand to brush Zhou Ziruo's hair that was blown in front of his eyes, "Don't think about it."
Suddenly, Zhou Ziruo really didn't have any fuss in his mind anymore.
After everyone drew lots, two elders led a few disciples to post the competition list. Zhou Ziruo took a few deep breaths and mustered up the courage to look up. The next moment, he was dumbfounded.
There is an odd number of disciples participating in the big competition. One group has one more person than the other groups. This person has no opponent in the first round and has a bye.
That is Zhou Ziruo.
Zhou Ziruo looked suspiciously at Mu Qijun in the audience stands. The big rooster sat leisurely on the little fat man's fleshy body, and flapped its wings lazily at him.
bye? This is the legendary little BUG?
Facts have proved that this is the case. The disciple competition has been going on for more than ten days, and 90% of the people who participated in the competition have been cut off. Fighting, never even made it to the stage.
If Zhou Ziruo became a myth, the new disciples no longer expected him to be a blockbuster, but began to worship his luck, after all, luck is also a kind of strength. Not only the new disciples, but even the old disciples in the sect were willing to bow down after witnessing Zhou Ziruo's astonishing good luck of always getting a bye in the draw no matter what.
During this time, Zhou Zi could feel warm gazes wherever he went. Some people hid behind pillars that could not cover their bodies at all, some stood in front of him openly, and some rushed out from nowhere at all. Touched a handful of his hair and pulled away some of his hair, saying that it would be good luck to go back and burn it.
If Zhou Zi couldn't bear the days of being treated as a rare animal, he went to find the big rooster and made a bug to let him win the game majestically. The big rooster looked contemptuous: "Just you? On stage? He was beaten away with one punch. "
Zhou Ziruo, whose self-confidence was blown, went back to Lu Lixiao's small courtyard in hiding, and decided that he would not go out for the next few days except to go to the lottery bye.
When Lu Lixiao came back covered in thin sweat, Zhou Ziruo was sitting on the bed sulking. Lu Lixiao leaned the sword against the bed and rubbed his head: "Who upset you?"
Everyone made the young master unhappy! Wherever the young master goes, he is pointed at like a monkey in a zoo. Would you be happy if it were you?
Zhou Ziruo turned his head and saw Lu Lixiao's particularly masculine face after the exercise, so he turned his head back again.
Lu Lixiao took off his outer shirt and took a cloth towel to wipe the sweat on his neck, "Don't you want to lose? Isn't it good to have byes all the time?"
Who likes to advance through byes? ? ?
Zhou Ziruo said: "Have you gone to practice sword?"
Lu Lixiao said "Yes": "There are not many competitions left, so naturally we need to practice more and go all out."
"Do you really want to win?" Zhou Ziruo asked, and his subordinates couldn't help grabbing the quilt nervously.
Perhaps it was his tone that made Lu Lixiao feel weird. Lu Lixiao turned his head and glanced at him, then threw the cloth towel away, "Do your best and obey the destiny. It's you," he leaned over and supported the bed with his hands, looking at Zhou Ziruo eyes, "What about you? Do you really want to win?"
Of course I want to! Eliminate the **** counterattack speed, maybe it will drop again!
Zhou Ziruo nodded again and again: "Yes! I want Mo Qing Hua Jue!"
"What do you want Mo Qinghuajue to do?"
"That's a spirit thing! I'm a spirit fox, so I like spirit things!" Zhou Ziruo made a pitiful look, grabbing Lu Lixiao's lapel with both hands, "Master, if you win, can you give me the ink blue flower jue?" ?”
If Zhou Ziruo just said it casually, even if Lu Lixiao became a pet addict, he wouldn't give such a precious thing to his pet. Who knows that Lu Lixiao nodded after thinking about it, "There's nothing wrong with that."
"Really?" Zhou Ziruo's eyes lit up.
"Mo Qinghuajue is the most precious treasure of our sect, if I give it to you, what price will you give?" Lu Lixiao asked.
Zhou Ziruo immediately said: "What the master says is what it is!"
"Really?" Lu Lixiao bent his lower lip, "Then I'll collect the deposit first."
Zhou Ziruo still didn't know why, but the warm touch was already attached to his lips.
Lu Lixiao left his lips, got up nonchalantly and went out to fetch water for a shower, leaving Zhou Ziruo sitting on the bed alone, his whole body petrified.
The author has something to say: I really want Xiaolu to give Ruoruo ╮(╯_╰)╭
