Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

This is anti-theft Zhang Jianfeng.

The sun is shining.

The slim girl is wearing the blue and white blouse of Jianfeng. Her long sword is like snow and its light is like electricity. The moves are gorgeous and refined. The sword and murderous Qi are rolling and splashing. The girl has a beautiful posture and one move. She is as graceful as a startling goose and as vigorous as a wandering dragon.

Electro optic flint room.

The bright moonlight and the boy's purple eyes suddenly appeared in his mind.

Chu Yao's sword tip, which was as steady as a rock, trembled slightly, and her apricot eyes suddenly became fierce. As soon as the sword edge turned, she took back the fierce murderous spirit and sword momentum. The ice blue hair band floated a sharp arc under the dazzling sun, and then slowly and gently fell on the girl's soft black hair.

The boy's voice is clear and soft.

——"My name is Xia Ge."

Summer song, summer song.

Summer... Long song.

The cold sword pointed to the ground, and Chu Yao's delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold.

... she's just a dwarf who learns to be a hero. It's not worth remembering!

"Chi -"

The frost sword suddenly scratched a deep cold scar on the ground. The girl closed her sword with her back hand, and the sound of the sharp blade rubbing against the scabbard was cold and pleasant.

"Hey, elder martial sister Chu, I heard you went down the mountain again?"

Chu Yao looked towards the sound source. The blue girl with silver butterflies embroidered on her sleeves covered her lips and smiled. She had bright eyes, bright teeth and smart eyes. She looked very elf.

Chu Yao's cool look didn't get any better, "what's your business."

"How can you have nothing to do with me?" The girl's waist is equipped with a long sword, and her apricot eyes similar to Chu Yao bend up. "It's rare to see the heroism of senior sister. Yesterday, she was in a hurry and couldn't go down the mountain to see it. Xiaoyi is still very sorry."

"Shut up." Chu Yao's eyebrows were cold. "Chu Yi, don't think you can do whatever you want when you enter Jianfeng!"

"Oh?" The girl's eyebrows were slightly picked, the black pupil was slightly cold, but the corners of her lips were still smiling, "how can you say 'do whatever you want', elder martial sister? She's really too much. She doesn't want to give your own sister half face. I thought we were sisters..."

"... Oh, that's all."

Seeing Chu Yao's indifference, Chu Yi chuckled, "I thought Jianfeng, which my sister has been worried about, is a good place... In fact, it's just that."

The girl's soft long hair was wrapped behind the blue clothes and tied up by the light blue hair band. The Silver Butterfly on the cuff seemed to fly out. It was lifelike. Unlike Chu Yao, although she had apricot eyes, Chu Yao's eyes were light brown, but her eyes were pure black.

Chu Yao didn't move.

Chu Yi smiled with sarcasm in her eyes, "but it's really powerful. Lord Chu, the only Lord Chu in Jianfeng who is willing to go down the mountain to take care of the death and life of those external disciples, makes people worship."

Chu Yao looked at her coldly.

"Chu Yao, I'm very proud to be regarded as the Savior..." Chu Yi smiled low, "I don't know... When can I tear off your proud skin and see the blood and flesh of the proud son of heaven..."

"Shua -"

The cold leaves wiped the bun, and Chu Yi's voice paused.

The sharp leaves cut off three of her hair. "Chi" was inserted into the trunk of a Wutong tree behind her, penetrating into three parts.

The fairy girl touched the plain hand of the sword handle, looked at her with light brown eyes, and licked the soft lips slightly.

She took a step in her direction.

When the breeze blew, a solitary leaf fell silently in front of Chu Yao, but before landing, it broke into three or four pieces, with neat cuts and numerous waves.

Chu Yi subconsciously stepped back. After stepping back, Chu Yi was stunned to find that she... Couldn't move!

She watched the murderous God like a fairy come to her step by step with the rolling cold.

——"Now... I really want to see your torn heart and lungs, flesh and blood blurred appearance, Chu Yi."

It was a beautiful girl in front of her, but her words had a strong taste of bloodthirsty. Chu Yi, who was stared at by her beast like light brown eyes, felt trembling all over, and the thick murderous spirit rolled every inch of skin like a needle——

——You'll die!

Will be killed!!

For a moment, Chu Yi regretted that he stroked the tiger's beard when he was fledgling.

Is it... Too impulsive?

Chu Yi's pupil shrank a little, and her body trembled slightly because of extreme tension.

The chin was cold and picked up by cold fingers.

The girl's light brown eyes reflected her tight pupils and hissed, "Oh, I'm afraid."

Chu Yi closed her lips and said nothing.

Chu Yao's eyes were full of ridicule, "it's ugly..."

Fingers slowly down and finally took hold of her neck.

Chu Yi's back quilt is cold sweat.

"I can do whatever I like. Jianfeng should do what he wants, okay? "

"Better not let me see you again."

"I Chu Yao is good at everything, but I like not to recognize my relatives."

"Garbage."

= =

After receiving the salary, Xia Ge went to the tavern to buy a pot of wine. He rarely bought himself a bunch of sugar gourd. Then he went to the end of the village to find a carpenter to repair the house.

After calling someone to help carry down the giant sickle, Xia Ge ran to the tavern to buy some pots of good wine for the helper, invited someone to eat, settled the account for carpenter Zhang, and finished the repair of the house.

It was only with great difficulty that the huge sum of money or two silver came to the bottom.

After packing up, the sun is setting and the moon is in the sky.

After lighting the candle, Xia Ge pulled the bandage with her teeth and wrapped the wound on her hand tightly. At the same time, she looked at the black sickle leaning against the corner of the room.

He was a hero yesterday. Although he blocked most of the damage of the sickle with dragon jade, the overflowing spirit still hurt his hand.

"Alas, life is not easy, and line and cherish ah."

One hand was hooked with a bandage and tied a knot on the back of the hand. Xia Ge sighed.

System: "then why do you keep a sickle?"

Don't sell it for some money?

The small room was very small, and there were few things. It was not too much to say that it was a house without walls. The black giant sickle was inverted in the corner by her, and the dark curved blade glittered with cold light under the weak candle fire.

Xia Ge: "I'm afraid of ghosts. Sickle drives away evil spirits."

System: "..."

Xia Ge ignored the silence of the system.

It's true that she's afraid of ghosts.

Xia Ge took out the dragon jade in her arms. Without the dragon shaped jade pendant in the right corner, it glowed with warm light under the weak candle, and it was also lined with the bandage wrapped around her left hand as white as snow.

"Thank you."

"Ghost dragon jade." The system interrupted, "this should have been yeze's thing?"

"Yes." Xia Ge said, "it's really his thing."

Ghost dragon jade is the jade with the dragon soul.

Exorcise evil spirits, evil spirits are not close.

There are few opportunities in the early stage of male Lord. Ghost Longyu is one of his opportunities, but unfortunately she started first.

Because she's afraid of ghosts.

Ghosts are such things. Once in a lifetime is enough.

"After borrowing for so many years, it's time to find a chance to give it back to him." Xia Ge threw away the dragon jade in her hand and slightly bent her eyes, "I'm a little reluctant, but I think it's the counsellor, so I'll pay it back."

He will eventually reach the top in all the ups and downs.

Ghost Longyu only recognizes him as the master.

System Tucao: "really can not make complaints about it."

meanwhile.

Lingxifeng, meeting hall.

A dreadful looking woman in a vest was lying in the middle of the meeting hall. At the top of the meeting hall, an old woman with gray temples half narrowed her eyes and a snow-white brush in her hand. Under her head stood two men and a woman.

The woman is dressed in Danfeng plain clothes, her head is tied with red hair belt, her skin is like snow, her face is like white porcelain, her black pupils are deep, her lips are not dotted and Zhu, which is very beautiful. She stood on the old man's left hand and bowed her head slightly. On the right hand side of the old man are the two men, one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in animal clothes, with black hair tied up by yellow hair bands, and a yellow jade flute at the waist. He is two feet tall and very powerful. The only disharmony is that he is a mighty man, but there is a yellow haired bird on his shoulder. At this time, the bird stays quietly on his shoulder, and the red beak occasionally pecks his feathers.

The other is a young man in Jianfeng blue, with blue hair, long hair, jade sword at the waist, dark eyes, hands tied and dust-free temperament.

The old man looked at the clothes on the ground and said in an old voice, "is this sent by the demon sect?"

The girl in red and white maple shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"The death method of Yi Mei... Is very simple." The old man smiled, "jiu'er, but what did you Danfeng's children do?"

Gu Peijiu's voice was faint, "yes."

"Dan Feng can hardly produce a good seedling to practice martial arts." The old man coughed and looked at the woman controlled by Yi Mei. His expression was slightly compassionate. "It should be the demon sect who sent to steal the secret arts again, but it's a pity."

Gu Peijiu was silent.

"Dispose of it."

"Yes."

Some disciples in white took the women on the ground away.

"Jiu'er, Dan Feng's business is still hard?"

Asked the old man.

Gu Peijiu's voice was faint. "It doesn't matter if senior brother Chang and brother Baili help."

The old man sighed low and looked at the young man under his right hand. "Your senior brother Chang is also busy in [rank]. It's also the thin face of Chu's parents and daughters in Lingxi in Chang'an that can come to represent the affairs of the eldest disciple of Jianfeng..."

"The headmaster is serious."

The young man in blue bowed slightly, "although the Chang family has three friends with the Chu family, the disciple is also an alternative disciple of the inner gate of Jianfeng. These affairs are the duty of the disciple and have nothing to do with the Chu family."

The old man sighed, "it will take three years for the next sword blade to ask the spirit... These three years, I still have to trouble you."

"Yes." The young man nodded.

While the man in animal clothes was silent, the bird on his shoulder tilted his small head, and his dark eyes were like grains of rice.

Three thousand times of Dan training!!

Three thousand times!

Her glazed wood!

How could she be so unlucky

Xia GE's heart is like a knife.

So... How did she get into such a miserable situation?

Xia Ge put the written rice paper on the window lattice, looked at the small letters on it, waited for the mountain wind to dry, then walked back to the pear wood table, took out new rice paper and continued to copy most of the head books in the thick red skin.

Yes, she is a jumper.

It was a forced girl who was lucky to be alive from under the wheel of the car, but bumped into her brain and became a vegetable. She lay in the hospital for two years and finally woke up and left the hospital. She thought that the good and bad fortune depended on her hard work. She was about to turn her luck and set foot on the peak of her life to marry Gao Fu Shuai. As a result, she became a beggar in books in a few days.

The accident sounded terrible under the vivid description of others, but her own feeling was that she seemed to have slept under the wheels.

I seem to have a bad dream.

... although I woke up in a hospital full of disinfectant, when I looked at the calendar, it was two years later.

Xia Ge still admires his strong psychological ability to accept reality without changing his face after learning that he didn't sleep for two years.

I admire you.

Seeing that the ink on the first rice paper on the window lattice is almost dry, Xia Ge takes back the paper and presses it on the pile of copied rice paper, then puts the second copied small block letters on it and presses it with paperweight. Xia Ge comes back and starts to write the third one.

So to sum up, she is a scum wearer named Xia Ge. After three or four years in this fucking world, she is still a scum supporting role that can't even be regarded as a onion.

Oh, when she first came here two years ago, she didn't even realize it was a book.

In the real world, she has a brother named Xia Wuyin, who is very reassuring... During her stay in hospital, she has been working hard to go to school and earn medical expenses for her. Their parents left early. Although they left a valuable legacy, she has always kept it, so she died... No, it was very difficult for her brother as soon as she became a vegetable.

The money is in her hand. As soon as she has an accident, her younger brother, who is just an adult and doesn't understand anything, can only work everywhere to make money and take care of her sister who has an accident.

Finally, she woke up and went through the discharge formalities. She left the hospital without her brother's care. Life began to get on track. Xia Ge couldn't understand how she could suddenly wear books.

After leaving the hospital, Xia Wuyin asked her not to go to work and keep her body at home. She agreed to be a salted fish at home.

As soon as people are free, they are easy to find something to pass the time, such as reading a novel or something.

But when I found my bookcase, I found that what I collected two years ago, Dou x, cover X and star X were all missing——

This is very angry.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, those books were picked up from my brother's bookcase. My brother must have touched them while she was ill.

Xia Ge took away his brother's bookcase - it's very unexpected. Unlike in the past, the books in Xia Wuyin's bookcase are very serious. The bookcase is full of serious books such as western economics, 5000 years of China and Western historical stories.

Sure enough, when people suffer, they will degenerate.