Fake Demon Lord [BL]

20 - The One Holding A Sword on the Roof

Lin FaCai had never seen Yue FangZhou like this. He watched as the barbaric young lady that would hunt him down daily suddenly retracted all her fangs and claws and became as gentle as a cat begging for people to love them. Too bad this person actually ignored her.

His heart was a little sour, since he obviously wouldn't be happy if Bu QingYun paid attention to her, but at the same time such indifference still made him angry. Not knowing what to do, he could only indignantly complain, "What's so good about this type of pretty boy? How come all you women immediately become shy and fidgety when you see him?"

"Probably because he looks handsome?"

Lin FaCai was just about to retort, before he registered that it was actually a male's voice. He raised his head and saw that it was the sword-wieldingyoung warrior himself who said this. Suddenly, everything that he wanted to say was swallowed back in, opting to glare at him instead. "Bro, a respected Xuanmen Da Shixiong such as yourself should want a little more face, okay?"

Towards this, Bu QingYun levelled an incomparably upright gaze, as if controlling all the evils in the world to look at him. His tone was very upright and sincere, "My apologies, we Xuanmen disciples have always been relatively honest."

Never could he have imagined that the Xuanmen Da Shixiong everyone held as the model of morality was a narcissist in private! Lin FaCai felt that he was a little ready to collapse and immediately tugged on Yue FangZhou's sleeves as he advised, "FangZhou, you should quickly give up on this man. Just look at that shameless expression, he's clearly the type that can marry his own reflection! Where would he have the eyes for women?"

What replied him was a pink fist as well as the young lady's resentful scolding, "Shut up, you stupid fatty! If you slander Bu-shixiong one more time, I will beat you!"

"You're already beating me!"

At that time, it was because Lin FaCai was fed too many pills and treasures that his body presented a fatty's physique. This carried on until he reached the Nascent Soul Stage where he was finally able to digest all of that pure energy and also became handsome and imposing.

However, occasionally when he dreamt at night, he would remember that period of youth that had already passed years ago. Where he was still the little fatty being chased everywhere by Yue FangZhou, and everytime they laughed, that white-robed young man would be on the side, watching them as he held his sword.

Thinking about it now, Bu QingYun was no older than sixteen at the time, how could he not enjoy liveliness? It was only because he was Xuanmen's Da Shixiong that he had to keep a dignified and solemn appearance. For him to joke with them every once in a while was already a very rarely indulged impudence.

All in all, Bu QingYun only spent four short years walking in the Jianghu. And in these four years, he spent half the time resting from his travels at the Water Moon Manor and Thousand Treasures Sect. Lin FaCai thought, Even though they were love rivals, they could still be considered friends.

But today, he had no choice but to gather everyone together to besiege this former friend.

Sitting in front of the desk, he watched as the candle flame swayed from the night breeze. A luxuriously dressed middle-aged man fiddled with his abacus blankly as events of the past followed the dance of the candle light and floated up into recent memory. Eventually leading up to a deep sigh. "Who could have thought that the fakely proper young man would become what he is now."

Hearing his lament, the expression on the woman sitting in front of the bed also fluctuated. Despite already being a mother, the eyes of the Water-Moon Immortal were still as alluring as ever. And because she had aged, she gained a touch of having looked past mortal affairs, only serving to make her seem all the more ethereally beautiful.