The First Bully is a Girl: Boy, Are You Dating?

"I don't try to suppress my spiritual power?"

"Okay."

"...You, prepare yourself mentally."

A delicate and beautiful silver-haired boy with a complicated expression.

Under Fuxi's calm and tranquil gaze, he took a slow breath.

Then the whole body relaxes, the pores are wide open, and the spiritual power imprisoned in the body pours out.

Along with the outpouring of spiritual power, his slender, light-white fingertips, almost at the speed of an afterimage, drew a spell in the air, reaching the point where it stopped immediately.

Fast and unrecognizable.

and.

The strong light that blinded people's eyes suddenly brightened in this world.

The rich and powerful shot straight into the sky, directly tearing the darkened sky, making it as bright as day, as if a strange treasure was born.

Almost instantly.

The pouring of spiritual power, the completion of the spell, all kinds of water vapor shrouded in all directions.

hula-

Without any suspense, the barrier on the tenth floor in the entire small courtyard was shattered and rushed for a thousand miles.

"!"

It couldn't have been done overnight, but it was over in the blink of an eye.

Powerful, fast, ferocious.

Even if he took precautions, it still made Fuxi unable to guard against it.

He was swept up by the flood of water similar to a flash flood, and hung on a branch, as if he couldn't understand why this happened.

And the little Taoist priest, who had washed himself to sleep for a long time, was swept away by the sudden flood of water.

"Master, Master, help! There's a flood! There's a flood!"

"…"

Chu Juvenile also stayed for a while.

It seems to be a lot stronger.

She had flooded her home before, but now, the small courtyard has been swept away.

Or.

Before, in fact, she had subconsciously restrained her spiritual power, so she didn't cause such a tragedy?

The raging flood, whirling, rolled up the messy 'corpses', infiltrating into the ground, and surfing towards the low-lying places.

Puff.

The tree branch that was hooking on the brush could not bear the strength of their master and apprentice, and threw them to the ground and smashed them into the spray.

White robes, like Yunxian's brush, at this time sat on the ground in embarrassment.

The wet Taoist robe was attached to his body, and a large area of ​​muddy water stained his white robe, and even the wiped forehead pressed against the eyebrows was slanted, and the third eye at the back was half exposed, making him look like a Like a pitiful tabby cat, there is a different kind of tranquil temptation in it.

He put his arms around the confused little Taoist priest and looked blankly at the innocent young man not far away.

The teenagers may have been prepared, clean and fresh, with a sunny smile, blinking at them.

Very sensible and well-behaved, just like a little darling of a three-good student.

But it can't be erased, he did such a cruel thing.

"…"

His temples twitched, and there was a faint pain.

Pulling up the confused little Taoist priest, he made a tactic to keep himself and the little Taoist clean as ever.

His hand made Chu Juvenile's eyes light up.

oops~

good stuff~

The all-round washing machine is saved, and the electricity bill does not have to be paid, so I am not afraid of getting wet at all~

It doesn't matter how many times it gets wet~

"How did you do it?"

Chu Xiaoguai folded her hands and placed it on her lower abdomen, with a serious look on her face, eager to learn, and asked for advice humbly.

but-

"…"

I don't really want to tell you.

Fuxi looked at the boy silently, and finally reached out and pinched it a few times. It was cool and moist, mixed with a bit of dry and slightly hot spiritual power, and it was completed under his pinching fingers.

Then the spiritual power enveloped him and the little Taoist priest, instantly washing and drying their wet clothes.

"Well-"

Chu Xiao was obedient, her eyes sparkling.

He rehearsed his hand gestures in his mind, then raised his hand and quickly pinched it a few times.

That movement, that posture, that proficiency, didn't feel like the first contact at all.

Fuxi's eyes narrowed.

This boy.

Talent is too smart.

He is more than that when he was young.

only-

Take a sip.

As soon as Chu Xiaoguai's fingertips finished pinching, a blue-and-red flame burst out from under his fingertips and instantly enveloped Fuxi and the little Taoist priest.

"Ahhh, hot hot hot hot-"

"Wow, Master, Master—"

The little Taoist priest, who was so dazed that he didn't come back to his senses for a while, tugged at Fuxi's sleeves and jumped.

Chu Xiaoguai was also startled, and quickly drew a water curse in the air, smashed them on their bodies, and extinguished the flames on them.

wow-

bang—

One big and one small, they were first washed away by the flood, then burned by Jingjue, and finally hit the ground by the sudden heavy rain, and poured over their body again.

Not so miserable.

And Fuxi's calm and tranquil expression was finally broken.

Because the Taoist robe on his body could not be saved in time, and even the underpants that were burned could not be saved.

Fortunately, the little Taoist priest was in his arms and could cover his lower body.

Otherwise the plane is absolutely revealed!

However, the little Taoist was wearing a pitiful appearance of being burned in black and red. I don't know if he was really frightened, or what, he was dumbfounded by the master holding him in front of his waist, but he was completely exposed.

Really can even see the small plane clearly.

Worse than his master.

"…puff-"

Chu Xiao was obedient at all and laughed.

The boy in white clothes and silver hair stood on the ground full of muddy water, with a large area behind him, shrouded in darkness into the dark woods with no light.

But his whole person seemed to be glowing, illuminating himself and the darkness around him, forming an independent field.

Happy and wanton smile.

Eyebrows are curved, in a good mood.

That clear smile that was different from before made Fu Xi's slightly annoyed look paused.

Reaching out his hand and pinching his eyebrows, he looked at him blankly.

"Turn around."

The young man turned his back with a smile, reached out to touch the tip of his nose, and coughed lightly.

"Cough, why don't I find two sets of clothes? After all, um, the yard was washed away, and the clothes were washed away somewhere."

…

Whose fault is this!

The blue veins on his temples jumped.

"Fang Daochang can get a Taoist shirt there."

"Cough, wait a minute."

Chu youth's figure flashed, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After the boy left, after a while, the frightened little Taoist priest stared blankly at the sky, at the ground, and at the small courtyard where they had been washed away, and said:

"Master, what happened to Master? No, it didn't rain, and the waterfall in Houya couldn't rush up. How could there be a flood?"

"...You didn't wake up, go to sleep."

"Eh?"

The little Taoist opened his eyes wide, a little dazed.

"I woke up-"

Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes uncontrollably and fell asleep.

Fuxi withdrew the hand on the back of his neck with a blank expression.

If you don't know how to explain it, then don't explain it.

Anyway, you can't understand the explanation, so don't waste that word.

He took the little Taoist in his arms and looked up at the shining night of the Milky Way with a confused expression.

How to do it?

How did the young man have such a powerful spiritual power?