Evil of all ages

Chapter 122 Do whatever you want
"Brother, hurry up."

Hearing a woman's voice coming from outside, Huang Yunyou realized why the old man and the young man were both looking outside without making a sound.

It turned out that people had come to the dilapidated temple again.

However, judging from the female voice, the person who came was very young, probably the same age as him.

The four people in the dilapidated temple didn't have to wait long before two figures stepped into the temple with the wind.

They are a brother and sister

They all wore badges indicating who was the swordsmith; the older brother had a silver badge and the younger sister had a bronze badge.

The old man saw that they were a brother and sister and, sensing no danger from them, paid them no further attention.

The young man became cautious upon seeing that the brother of the siblings was a silver-level ghostwriter, but his eyes caught sight of Huang Taichu.

Considering that even more terrifying charlatans pretending to be weak while secretly plotting their own revenge exist in this dilapidated temple, what is a mere silver-level charlatan?

They continued to minimize their presence, even hiding their weapons behind their backs.

Huang Taichu looked at the brother and sister in front of him. The man was about 26 or 27 years old, and the woman was about 17 years old.

The presence of a beautiful young woman in what was originally a desolate wilderness can change the atmosphere.

However, this little beauty is not fully developed yet, and has the physique of a bean sprout, which is too much for Huang Taichu to handle.

The brother and sister who were acting as knife-wielders entered the dilapidated temple. As soon as the younger sister, Cheng Linlin, entered, an invisible magic made her ignore everyone else and fix her gaze directly on Huang Taichu's face.

That one glance was enough to make her unable to look away.

So handsome!

She swore she had never seen anyone so handsome.

Perhaps one's values ​​are influenced by physical appearance, which left her momentarily stunned.

The moment Cheng Zichen glanced at him, he regretted coming in.

Earlier, outside the dilapidated temple, he saw the firelight shining from inside and knew that there were people inside.

To avoid trouble, he was reluctant to come in.

But my sister is a girl, and even with an oil-paper umbrella and a rain hat to shield her from the rain, it is not advisable for a girl to be exposed to the wind and rain for a long time in the rainy night.

He secretly hoped that the dilapidated temple was inhabited by local mountain people or ordinary travelers, so he took a gamble and brought his sister in.

But he lost the bet.

Inside the dilapidated temple were three groups of people: an old man, a young man, and a couple who, like them, were knife-wielding men.

The old man sat there without any emotion, with a small coffin beside him. His aged appearance and posture alone gave the impression that he was a veteran of the martial arts world.

The young man had a cold expression and cold eyes, giving off an unapproachable vibe.

People like this don't have any martial arts skills, so they won't believe anything you say.

Finally, it was the pair of people who had assisted with the knife inside that made Cheng Zichen most wary.

How could a trainee ghostwriter or a certified ghostwriter possibly inspire such fear in both the elderly and the young?

That's right, based on his years of experience, he had already figured it out.

Whether it was the elderly master carrying the small coffin or the cold-blooded young man, they were both deeply wary of the pair of knife handlers.

No, it should be that she was wary of that excessively handsome man.

The elderly and young people are sitting incorrectly; their lower back and lower body are all tense.

It was as if that incredibly handsome man, with his otherworldly appearance, made any strange move.

They would smash open the dilapidated temple windows on both sides and escape.

"What the hell? She's so beautiful, could it be that we've run into someone from a demonic cult?"

This was Cheng Zichen's true feeling. Huang Taichu was just too good-looking; even he couldn't find a single hint of romance in Huang Taichu's face.

His appearance is so devilishly handsome that one can't help but suspect he cultivates demonic arts, exuding an irresistible charm at all times.

"Sorry to bother you, my brother and I didn't know anyone was here. We'll be leaving now."

Cheng Zichen got scared and prepared to take his sister away.

"Brother, this place is so big, it's more than enough for us. It's raining so hard outside, where can we go?"

When her brother was leaving, Cheng Linlin, the younger sister, was unhappy.

With such a handsome older brother around, how could she bear to leave?

When Cheng Zichen saw that his sister's gaze never left Huang Taichu's face while she was speaking, he became anxious.

She quickly whispered something in her younger sister's ear.

"Brother, you're being too paranoid. How could such a handsome older brother be..."

Cheng Linlin didn't believe what her brother said and suspected that Huang Taichu was a member of a demonic cult.

When Cheng Zichen saw that his sister didn't want to leave, he thought to himself, "This is bad. This member of the demonic sect must have used demonic arts to bewitch her mind."

"Come with me!" Seeing his sister in this state, Cheng Zichen couldn't help but shout.

"Brother, you're being mean to me!"

Cheng Linlin immediately looked aggrieved.

"Brother, the rain outside is really heavy. If your sister doesn't want to leave, why don't you stay a while and wait for the rain to subside before you go?"

"Besides, my brother Li is not a bad person."

Huang Yunyou could tell that everyone in the dilapidated temple was very nervous about his Brother Li, which made him want to ask Brother Li how to understand "playing dumb to eat the tiger".

You haven't restrained yourself at all, and you keep radiating that damn charm.

Every gesture you make tells everyone how incredibly strong you are.

Whether I'm a bad person or not is none of your business.

"But my damn charm is also a kind of trouble."

"Perhaps this is the pressure that comes with being the most handsome man in the world."

Huang Taichu touched his face and shamelessly boasted.

“汃”

Huang Yunyou was so shocked that he accidentally dropped the tiger meat in his hand to the ground.

He knew Brother Li was shameless, but he never expected him to be this shameless.

He practically has to say "I am the most handsome man in the world" all the time, as if he's afraid no one will know.

Click

The young man pushed the stick used to push the charcoal, and it is inferred that the tip of the stick was likely severely burned.

He thought that strong people would maintain a superior attitude, remain calm and collected, and intimidate others with their invisible aura.

He assumed this powerful figure would also do so, since this powerful figure didn't seem to like talking.

Who would have thought that his words would completely overturn his image?

The old man's fingers trembled slightly, his heart stirred by Huang Taichu's shamelessness.

However, Huang Taichu's shamelessness eased their tense nerves considerably.

Cheng Zichen also felt the pressure ease, after all, a strong person who likes to joke is much better than a strong person who doesn't say a word.

"Brother~"

Cheng Linlin didn't think Huang Taichu was shameless; on the contrary, she thought he was a true gentleman and that there was nothing he was afraid to admit about being handsome.

She looked at her brother, hoping he would stay.

"Then we siblings will have to trouble you."

After much deliberation, Cheng Zichen realized that he might have misunderstood.

The Zhenwu Division has zero tolerance for members of the Demonic Cult; how could they possibly allow members of the Demonic Cult to act as ghostwriters?

Moreover, the members of the Demonic Cult are all unruly and arrogant, believing that no one in the world can compare with them, and they have an inexplicable sense of superiority.

The incredibly handsome and powerful man before them loved to joke and didn't give off an overbearing or superior vibe, making it highly unlikely that he was a member of the Demonic Sect.

Brother Li

Seeing that Cheng Zichen and his sister couldn't find any firewood to start a fire in the dilapidated temple, Huang Yunyou turned to Brother Li and asked if he could invite them over to share.

Huang Taichu said he didn't care.

"If you don't mind, you can come over and warm up together."

When Huang Yunyou saw that Brother Li agreed, he immediately extended an invitation to the two siblings.

Before Cheng Zichen could even speak, he saw his younger sister happily leaning over to him, which made him furious.

Is this still his sister?
Where has all the vigilance gone?
To prevent his sister from offending the powerful man, he pulled her aside and sat in the middle, blocking her from getting close to him.

Seeing her brother like this, Cheng Linlin felt resentful. How could her brother do this?

However, in order to maintain a ladylike image in front of the handsome older brother, she became extremely obedient and would steal glances at Huang Taichu from time to time.

"Big brother is so handsome, do you have many female confidantes?"

When Cheng Linlin saw that her older brother was ignoring her, she tried to start a conversation.

Cheng Zichen, standing next to him, turned pale. This was nothing, and he was already asking how many female confidantes someone had.

A young girl's first love shouldn't be like this.

This made him glare at his sister fiercely, and then he turned to apologize to Huang Taichu.

But when he saw Huang Taichu's face up close, he felt a strange sense of indignation.

Does being handsome really give you the freedom to do whatever you want?

(End of this chapter)