The Way of the Sword (BL)

Chapter 19: The God of War does not seem to like me, but I do not care! (2)

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LONG CHAPTER

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Beside him was a young woman who looked as pretty and delicate as a butterfly, at the same time as vibrant as a rose, with her red hair falling into a cascade on her delicate back.

This young woman had some jewelry trimming her red hair and also wore luxurious clothes, there was a belt with a very exquisite jade symbol, which showed her high social status. In addition, she had a fairy face and very good body, with perfect size breasts, size C +, almost a size D, and a delicate and lean structure.

Her eyes were reddish brown looking like a blazing flame, which matched her hair and her red clothes.

On the right side of the God of War of Zemin Yan, there was a young man with a very mature appearance, with short brown hair, dark eyes, square chin, broad shoulders, and thick, sharp eyebrows. He was handsome, but in a savage way, the kind that would make a girl have thoughts not too pure and that they felt compelled to tame that wild beast.

This undisciplined-looking man had a smile, which should be considerate, but it seemed to be fiercer and sharp, rather than gentle. His clothes were simple and gray, of course, the fabric was of good quality. He liked to wear clothes that exposed his strong, muscular arms, which made many girls blush with embarrassment and look away.

This man contrasted a lot with the young man in pure white clothes, which made the God of War of Zemin Yan even more handsome compared to his wild companion.

All new disciples of the Celestial Sword sect looked upon this small group of people with admiration and respect, of course, some hopeful fools had wild and shameless thoughts, but it was not so noticeable on their faces.

Chu Yue felt strange to look at the young woman with red hair, as she unconsciously felt inferior, unfortunately, the girls of this era were very early and quickly compared to other girls, of course, social education was very poor in this kind of world , soon 10-year-old girl already compare themselves with young women, sincerely for no reason.

Chu Yue knew that her appearance was beautiful, but comparing herself to a woman who already had her body developed, of course, she would feel inferior, but she was 10 years old and had no parents or family to give her security and love, so she soon felt inferior to other people, especially close to people more beautiful than her.

Zemin Yan who only had eyes for this War God, felt a small hand pull his clothes, then he a little unhappy turned to Chu Yue, who had a lonely and desolate look.

Then he sighed, he could not get angry with Chu Yue, as he felt she was pitiful and treated her like her little sister, of course, the delicate appearance and the silly look of Chu Yue quickly softened the wary heart of Zemin Yan.

"You should not compare with this senior sister, you're only 10 years old and will still grow up to become a beautiful woman," said Zemin Yan, as a small, wise adult, which made the scene a bit funny, so his friends they were laughing softly, as Chu Yue felt her face warm with embarrassment.

"How did you know?" Chu Yue murmured shyly, her pretty face still red.

"Why else would you be looking at that senior sister so intensely? I mean, we have two older brothers who are so handsome they would make the gods feel envious, but you looked only at the senior sister, "Zemin Yan said very wisely, because he himself had eyes only for the handsome and perfect God of War, as would he notice the vibrant, beautiful woman next door?

Zemin Yan and his friends talked softly and none of the new disciples listened to what they were talking about, but it was not the same for the small group walking down the hall.

The beautiful young woman with red hair tried not to laugh and maintain a heroic and dignified posture, but she found this little pair of children particularly interesting, especially the common-faced boy who seemed very cute consoling the girl who looked like a little fairy.

The wild-looking man looked at that group of new disciples with some interest and was also a bit proud of being called a "handsome, big brother," because that adjective was seldom spoken to him at least when he and his younger brother.

Master Han Yie, felt the urge to go to Zemin Yan and talk to him about life, remind him to be careful what he was talking about because there was very powerful cultivator here who could listen to everyone's talk even while meters from distance!

Already the God of War of Zemin Yan had a cold look and a face full of indifference, but the small group felt as if the atmosphere around them had fallen as if a snowstorm had appeared of nothing and had surrounded this small group.

Not only did this small group feel, but everyone in the hallway began to feel cold and the animation slowed. Soon everyone was silent as the group passed the corridor, but the God of War of Zemin Yan stopped walking in front of room number 10.

That dark gaze focused on Zemin Yan, who was still stroking Chu Yue's small hand, comforting her like a good big brother. In his little embrace was the small, fluffy white dog and with his other hand, he held Chu Yue's hand.

Zemin Yan didn't look anything but a good, very cute child, but for some reason, it displeased this God of War, who had his intense dark eyes on the small figure of Zemin Yan.

Zemin Yan's clear brown eyes looked directly into those dark eyes that seemed to want to swallow his soul away, but he did not give in, he looked more hypnotized than scared.

"Tsk" the sound that the God of War of Zemin Yan did sound like a sound of disgust as if he was angry with something. However, the face of this young man in pure white robes was still indifferent and looking still deep and icy.

However, everyone understood that this handsome and powerful young man seemed to dislike Zemin Yan, despite no one's understanding of the reason for such an attitude.

Zemin Yan did not seem to notice the reaction of the new disciples, who some looked at with pity and others seemed to mock him because he was only focused on the beautiful face of his God of War.

Then Zemin Yan smiled, he did not even know the reason for smiling, but looking at that face as beautiful as the moonlight in the darkness and that powerful look, he was suddenly pleased to have those dark eyes focused on him alone.

Maybe he was getting mentally ill? Who knows, the beauty of this War God really made men bow?

Zemin Yan knew nothing of it, but he was really glad that those dark eyes only looked at him and no one else.

Even though the God of War's eyes were angry with him ... Well, it's not like they're meeting again, right?

"You all better go back to your rooms," Han Yie's voice echoed through the corridor, pulling Zemin Yan from his confused thoughts.

Soon everyone was entering their respective rooms, but the God of War of Zemin Yan did not stop to look at the boy of the common face, who still was hand in hand with his beautiful friend.

"Wait" the voice of this War God sounded like a command and Zemin Yan stopped walking but did not dare look at this War God again, he felt that his sacred power was out of control and he felt hot all over the corner.

"Your name" the God of War still had his tone of command and his voice was cold without emotion whatsoever, but the new disciples who were still entering their rooms thought that this senior brother was already looking to do bullying with the new disciple Zemin Yan.

"Senior, my name is Zemin Yan," Zemin Yan said in a calm, calm voice as if he could not feel the cold air around them.

Zemin Yan then pulled Chu Yue and entered the room, his other friends followed in too, everyone was confused by the attitude of this senior who looked like a legendary and handsome hero, but now it seemed that he was wanting to do bullying with a new disciple.

The other new disciples quickly entered their rooms, they felt frightened, relieved and excited, to meet powerful cultivators and how beautiful they were as the stars.

However, they were also a bit shocked to see a powerful cultivator antagonizing a new disciple, after all, they were all ants now, why would a powerful hawk that dominates the sky care about the ants that walk insignificantly on the earth?

Everyone was shocked, even the comrades of this War God, who was surprised to see that their brother speaks so many words in a short time!

"He must have found this child interesting!" Thought the young woman with red hair with some malicious gleam in her eyes, she felt a little jealous of that new disciple, but then she laughed at herself.

"Am I really jealous of a 10-year-old child? Plus a male child ?! The senior brother Zhong must have found it annoying that a child had called him handsome ... As I recall he hates those who call him handsome ... at least everyone who has ever dared to talk about the beauty of Zhong's senior brother has always received a cold treatment and sometimes violent! " thought the young woman with red hair.

Even she received cold treatment from her senior brother Zhong when she spoke innocently about his beauty, she just was not hit by the cold sword of her senior brother Zhong, because she is his junior sister of the same master!

But the handsome, wild-looking man was surprised that his junior brother Zhong had spoken many words, but he only thought that his junior brother Zhong was interested in the daring child because he was a silly brave child or would he be too honest?

He even found this child ... Zemin Yan interesting and already had some good points for this boy ... Probably because he praised his beauty ....

"Interesting! If this boy becomes a disciple of the core of the celestial area I can arrange for him to have an easier life there, "thought the handsome, wild-looking man.

While Master Han Yie was sweating coldly and cursing internally, he had sensed Zemin Yan's gaze toward this nephew Zhong. Zemin Yan's gaze was one of appreciation and challenge, which was very strange and dangerous.

"Damn boy! You're just like your father! "Thought Master Han Yie bitterly. Soon he sighed and continued to guide the small group of his elite disciples from the Celestial Sword sect into the pilot/commander/ Tamer room of that bestial plane.

"Ahh, now I'm going to have to talk to that pervert guy! So that he put on some restrictions on his precious disciples, especially on this nephew Zhong! "Thought Han Yie with a look full of sadness for the future torment that would pass in the hand of the master of these elite disciples.

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