quickly transmigration bl : cute devil

Arc 1. 7 : Grab the protagonist's Luck

The sky is slightly bright.

Qingyun was awakened by a burst of anger, and Nie Chenyuan's furry head was moving on his neck, and the burning breath was blowing at the base of his ear.

"Baby? Woke up?"

He closed his eyes and snorted. After being with Nie Chenyuan, this person was so passionate about certain sports. Every day, Rao is the body of Qing Yunqiang and he can't afford it.

He yawned and reached out and touched the phone on the bed to look at the time.

Only at five o'clock.

He closed his eyes and he only slept for less than two hours! Qing Yun finally couldn't bear it. He lifted his foot and kicked Nie Chenyuan out of bed.

"Plop", Nie Chenyuan squatted on the floor with a quilt, and looked awkward: "What's wrong, dear?"

"Roll." Qing Yun looked at the deep and shallow traces of his body, and smiled with a grin. "From today, to the end of the ancient Wu Conference, roll me back to your own room!"

Said to pick up a pillow to the part of Nie Chenyuan's spirit. Nie Chenyuan was stunned by the screaming, the pillow was soft, and the strength of Qingyun was not covered.

He didn't care about the other. When he got up and pulled the sheets, he asked, "Dear, don't be kidding. There is still more than a week from now to the Guwu Conference. You make me jealous..."

"砰" got a cry, the door closed in front of Nie Chenyuan.

On this night, the entire Nie House heard the mourning of his own young master: "Qing Yun! Dear, baby, let's talk about it..."

Nie Chenyuan looked forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, and finally hoped for the ancient Wu Conference.

In a luxurious private room, the owners of several big families have already arrived, and they are chilling on each other, but in reality they are secretly calculating. These old guys are not looking at each other on weekdays, but now they are turning to the same place.

The heirs of the "wastewood" blocked by Nie's meridians actually participated in the Guwu Conference? His mind is sick, and Nie Songping's old guy who guards his nephew has let him die.

The hearts of several people are scratching their hearts and lungs. The ancient martial arts conference on the bright side is the exchange of young people in the ancient martial arts. In fact, it divides the sphere of influence of several major families. Counting the previous session of Lin Yuhao, the Guwu Association has won the first five consecutive times.

Since the Nie family had a problem with Nie Chenyuan's meridians ten years ago, the center of gravity extended to the outside of the ancient martial arts. Although the Guwu Conference said that disciples were allowed to participate every year, it was obviously only meaning.

What is this plan for this year?

A few people looked at the only empty space and secretly bite their teeth. Nie Songping, this guy estimated that they were expecting their mood, but it was not here yet.

Say Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Nie Songping came in here, although the body of the crutches is not as good as one year, but this time there is obviously a sense of temperament.

"Nie Lao Ge is coming late this time!" Zhang Jingguo, president of the Ancient Wu Association, smiled and said hello to Nie Songping. This time, Nie Chenyuan's participation was also unexpected. However, he was still confident in Lin Yuhao's strength on the 9th floor. .

Nie Songping ignored him. He waited until he sat down in his seat and lifted his eyelids. He said unceremoniously: "You have to call me as a grandfather."