After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

When Song Huaiqing woke up, he only felt a splitting headache and his whole body felt like it was falling apart. Was he pressed into bed by a ghost last night?

How long has it been? Why didn't Uncle Li ask him to have breakfast? Could it be that he was fooling around with some aunt again?

"Master, you are finally awake."

Looking at Xiao Fangchi who suddenly broke into his sight, Song Huaiqing fell silent.

Ah, yes, he has already passed through the book and is bound to a system, a stupid system that is trying to kill him.

Maybe he had something in mind, but there was a mechanical sound in his head again.

[Please host to complete the task as soon as possible. 】

"Master, you scared me last night." The coolness on his forehead brought him back to reality.

Looking at the face so close, there was still a little dew on Xiao Fangchi's head, and he didn't know how long he had been outside the door.

Perhaps it was because he had suffered too much in the past. After a year of being raised, Xiao Fangchi still had a look of malnutrition on his face. There was a deep scar on his eyebrow bone. He was so small that he looked easy to bully. .

In fact, if it weren't for Song Huaiqing, Xiao Fangchi might have died in that dirty world long ago.

A young man who just came out of hell and finally saw the light, is he going to push him into another deeper abyss with his own hands?

Song Huaiqing continued to remain silent.

[The target person is detected and the host is asked to take a positive action. 】

The emotionless mechanical sound in his mind made him shiver subconsciously. Thinking of the moment before he fell into coma, Song Huaiqing admitted that he was scared because it was really too painful.

Originally, he thought that with his physical strength reaching the ceiling, even if there was any punishment, it would be insignificant.

did not expect…

Forget it, he'd better complete the task obediently.

Respect the fate of others and give up the complex of helping others.

What's more, he himself is currently a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and cannot protect himself.

It's not easy for him to survive. He has to return to the real world intact.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Song Huaiqing glanced at Xiao Fangchi, and spiritual power surged from his fingertips: "Don't touch me, kneel down."

Caught off guard, Xiao Fangchi was overturned and fell to his knees on the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

She was slapped by Song Huaiqing last night and was seriously injured. Because she was worried about her master's safety, she only dealt with it hastily and stayed outside the door all night.

Now again, Xiao Fangchi felt that his entire internal organs had shifted.

But he ignored the pain, his face was full of disbelief.

"Master?"

Ever since he brought him back to the Immortal Pavilion, his master has been extremely gentle to him, and he has never been like this before.

Did he make any mistake?

Song Huaiqing couldn't bear to see Xiao Fangchi's expression, so she turned her head away from him. Xiao Fangchi looked at him so steadily, as if he wanted to see something.

For a moment, there was silence.

In the end, Xiao Fangchi was defeated. I saw him adjusting his body, kneeling respectfully, placing his hands flat on the ground, bowing his head and placing it on his palms, with a pious voice.

"This disciple was born in a young age and has a vulgar temperament. If the disciple does something wrong, I hope the master will punish him."

"I just ask Master to never ignore my disciples."

Humble, yes, humble.

For Xiao Fangchi now, Song Huaiqing is simply everything to him.

From begging on the streets every day, fighting for food from countless beggars, and being beaten so hard that I couldn't get up, now I have no worries about food and clothing.

The life he was living now was something he couldn't even imagine.

Song Huaiqing turned his head, stared at the people on the ground, and said: "In the future, I will move to live with the handyman disciples. The spiritual stones will be halved every month. I will have to clean the inside and outside of Canglang Pavilion carefully every day, and serve my Daily life.”

"If you don't do it right, kneel down and accept the punishment yourself."

Canglang Pavilion is the residence of Song Huaiqing.

"Yes, I will obey my master's teachings." Xiao Fangchi replied immediately.

As if he felt Song Huaiqing's gaze, he raised his head and looked at Song Huaiqing timidly but still firmly, "Master, please tell me what I have done wrong."

Xiao Fangchi has seen everything about the world since he was a child, and his ability to discern people's hearts is also very good. He could clearly feel that the master seemed to treat him differently.

But he didn't know why.

Xiao Fangchi's eyes were too pure. He had experienced the dangers in the world and was wary and alienated from others, but he only maintained admiration for him.

Song Huaiqing couldn't stand such looks. He had never been looked at like this before.

It was unfamiliar, but more of a physical and psychological discomfort, which made him disgusted.

A burst of spiritual power passed by and slapped Xiao Fangchi's face to one side, his voice cold.

"Don't look at me like that."

Finally, two more words popped out of the thin lips.

"nausea."

Then Xiao Fangchi was thrown out without mercy.

It's really difficult.

Song Huaiqing sighed deeply in his heart and collapsed on the bed without any image.

He just wanted to die in bed.

Why is there so much right and wrong in life?

However, when he was about to take a nap for a while, someone came from Canglang Pavilion.

"Wow, junior brother, are you okay?"

After a burst of turbulent sounds, a man and a woman appeared in front of Song Huaiqing.

The woman was dressed in Tsing Yi, she looked extremely flamboyant and aggressive, and she was holding the sleeve of a man in red.

Relatively speaking, the man was much calmer. Although he was being dragged, his breath was steady and he still looked graceful.