The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

What Luo Ci didn't know was that Ye Che from the audience was looking at her from afar while she was watching her seniors talking with slanted eyebrows.

He clenched his little hands slightly, pursed his lips, and his clear eyes dimmed.

The surrounding sounds disappeared, and his eyes only fell on Luo Ci on the high platform, ignoring everything around him.

He didn't like the way his sister smiled at other people.

I also don't like her being intimate with other people.

It wasn't until the referee called him to play again, three times in a row, that he came back to his senses and walked slowly onto the stage. The person opposite him was an old disciple who had failed to enter the top ten in three consecutive outer sect competitions. Average progress.

Seeing that Ye Che hadn't come to the stage for a long time, he thought he was afraid, and immediately said with a sinister smile, "It's still too late to admit defeat."

He looked Ye Che up and down with disdain, "After all, he's a brat with no hair yet."

Ye Che was very irritable in his heart, but this person came to provoke him, pursed his lips and remained silent, and when the referee called start, he directly attacked the opponent with a sword.

That person is not the fire disciple from before, and soon he has a countermeasure. He is the root of the earth spirit, which can make his defense stronger. Squirt out.

He looked a little startled, and finally gritted his teeth and took a pill, his aura swelled, and he attacked Ye Che fiercely, even took out a magic talisman from his arms, with a look of reluctance, and finally threw it at Ye Che.

Luo Ci frowned slightly on the high platform. It was just an outer sect contest, so he took the pill to forcibly improve his strength, and cast a high-level magic talisman.

This has been deliberately targeted.

But she is quite at ease about the fragments. Although she doesn't understand the monster cultivation system, she can roughly sense the aura in his body, which is better than most of the outer disciples.

The outer sect grand competition did not prohibit disciples from using pills, talismans and seals, so Luo Ci could not say anything, but very few disciples would use high-level talismans in the grand competition. For ordinary disciples, high-level talismans They are all life-saving things.

The pupils in the depths of Ye Che's eyes were abnormally cold. Holding the long sword in his hand, he poured a wave of water-blue spiritual power into it, and charged up a blow to cancel the power of the high-level talisman, but he also suffered from it. Point hurt.

He was repelled a few steps by the force of the talisman, coughed lightly, and stroked the bright red blood on his lips with his left hand.

His eyes were cold, and he continued to attack the opponent, each sword was fiercer than the other, and the momentum of the sword became more and more powerful.

That disciple wanted to shout and admit defeat several times, but he was swallowed back by an inexplicable breath. Feeling the cold sting on his body, and the final sword in his face, he showed despair, and his eyes were full of hatred. looked in one direction.

It's not that he hates Yeche, but someone else.

He no longer dared to show any hostility towards Ye Che.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and try his best to protect his whole body with earth-type spiritual power, to meet the blow.

Ye Che's sword fell, and the man fell unconscious on the ground, vomiting blood continuously, and the bones of his whole body were severely injured, and it was difficult to fully recover without a panacea.

It is difficult for an outer disciple to recover if he has no power or status.

But that person was also to blame. Ever since he took the pill to forcibly improve his cultivation and used the high-level talisman on Ye Che, he had already fallen into a low position.

Ye Che coldly glanced at the people around him, and where the last person was looking - Lin Yichen.

The clothes on his body were spotless, but it was a little messy due to the fight, there were bloodstains on the corners of his lips, the long sword was hanging slightly, the cold light was cold, and a bright red bloodstain slowly dripped and landed on the ground.

It's just a child of eight or nine years old. After meeting his cold and hostile gaze, he was inexplicably terrified, as if he was being stared at by some kind of giant monster, and his heart felt uneasy.

Ye Che walked off the stage slowly, and the referee announced as if waking up from a dream, with complicated eyes, "Ye Che wins!"

He stood at the original place, but no one dared to make a sound beside him, and even couldn't help but stay a few steps away from him.

Not only the outer disciples were like this, but even the inner disciples were a little bit silent, not daring to look at him with the previous provocative gaze.

Ye Che looked at Lin Yichen coldly, and stared for a while before looking away.

He turned his gaze to Luo Ci on the high platform again, just in time to meet her clear eyes with a little astonishment, suddenly lowered his head, feeling overwhelmed and nervous.

Sister... saw it.

He is not a good boy.

Suddenly, the cold child who was full of hostility suddenly became docile, standing obediently, holding his sleeves and lowering his head, not daring to show his eyes.

He was a little afraid of seeing his sister's disappointed eyes.

Will... push him away.

The first day of the competition came to an end, and the people around slowly dispersed. Those who participated in the competition and their companions were spitting and talking about their mental activities at that time. Only Ye Che still stood there awkwardly.

He didn't know how to meet his sister.

In front of his sister, he has always been obedient and docile.

Never before... like today.

Luo Ci jumped up, landed lightly beside him, took out a high-level panacea and fed it to his lips, with a crisp and pleasant voice, "Eat it."

The little shark obediently ate the panacea, her lips touched her soft fingers, not the kind of slender fingers, but a little white and tender, a little chubby, like baby fat on her face ,so cute.

He raised his eyes slightly and stared at her nervously. The little hands under his body wanted to grab the corner of her clothes, but he didn't dare to touch it, timidly.

Luo Ci lowered her body slightly, gently brushed away the unwiped blood on his lips with her fingers, her warm eyes were full of concern, "Come back to the Hall of Pure Heart with me."

After a pause, he said again, "Ah Che is great today."

Only encouragement and concern.

nothing else.

Ye Che's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stuffed his little hand into hers, "Okay."

My sister doesn't just like his cute and docile appearance.

Luo Ci led him away from the arena and returned to Qingxin Hall.

Many disciples had never seen the little master's attitude towards Ye Che before, they just heard it from hearsay, and he had not joined any master's sect, and he was only an ordinary outer disciple, so he dared to speak nonsense in front of him.

Seeing the little master treat him so intimately now, and Ye Che's ruthless look during the battle before, he felt a little regretful.

After all, he has good talent, strong fighting ability, firm will, and is surrounded by his little master, so who would dare to provoke him again?

Only Lin Yichen looked at Luo Ci's leaving figure with an uncertain expression, his eyes were full of unwillingness and hidden cruelty.

After noticing the change in other people's attitude towards Ye Che, his face became even more ugly, especially when the little master gently wiped the blood from his lips, he was so jealous that he wanted to replace him.

It took him a while to calm down and return to the place of cultivation.