Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

Feng Chang'an forced a smile: "Yeah, I didn't expect to see senior when I climbed the ladder, but I met him again after a while. It's really a fate, it's a pleasant surprise."

"Fate?" Yun Xu chuckled, carefully chewed the word "fate", and repeated Feng Chang'an's words, "We are really destined."

When he speaks, he habitually raises the ending sound, which is intimate like a whisper between lovers. The word "destiny" makes him repeat the ambiguity so vividly.

Feng Chang said with peace of mind: What is the fate?It's just bad luck!

"Senior, I have nothing to do, I will go first..."

"Slow down." Before he could finish speaking, Yun Xu interrupted him, "Come with me."

"Where are you going?" Feng Changan asked vigilantly.

"Don't you want your hands anymore? No matter if you don't want them anymore, no one is forcing you to have them. The left and right hands are just one pair of hands. If you lose them, you lose them. What does it matter?"

Feng Changan's smile froze on his face, and it was difficult to maintain.

It is good to say so, but after he said it, why are it full of thorns?

When I saw him for the first time, I always thought he was a little rabbit. After falling out, I thought he was wearing a wolf's skin. Now I think he is wearing a hedgehog's skin. If we touch him, he will stab people indiscriminately.

"Thank you senior for your kindness, but it's too late, so I'll leave first."

"Stop." The rabbit in the hedgehog fur turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, and dragged Chang'an into the compartment. "Butler Huang, is anyone there?"

"Don't pull me, senior? Senior!" Feng Chang'an was short, and being dragged by him in such a way, his feet almost didn't touch the ground, and he twisted his collar and lifted him into the door.

"There are people, there are people, come right away!" Butler Huang responded.

"Yeah." Yun Xu nodded, and pressed Feng Chang'an on the chair, "Sit here and wait for a while, or your hand will be disabled, and you deserve it."

Feng Changan: "..."

"Host, why do you sit still, the time is running out, the roll call is over!"

081 was anxiously urging, it just used its sky eyes to look at the Taoist platform, and found that it had passed the counting point, and was about to start to read the name and rank: "Time is life, hurry up!"

Feng Chang'an couldn't sit still any longer, and got up to leave.

His original intention was to worship his younger brother as his teacher. The younger brother and he are both the core elders of Qingyun Sect. If he came late and left early, he would still be able to catch up there.

"It doesn't finish so quickly at the Dao platform." Yun Xu raised his hand, and the majestic force pinned him firmly on the chair. He sat down and casually twirled the elixir he took out from his back basket. "There is plenty of time." ,Not urgent."

Feng Chang'an tried to get up, but now he has no cultivation level at all, and he can't break free at all.

Annoyed in his heart, Feng Chang'an said with a smile: "Senior, I still have to apprentice, I just climbed up..."

"Oh." Yun Xu nodded, thought for a while, and asked, "What does it have to do with me?"

"But..." Feng Changan furrowed his brows fiercely, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the dark red blood splashed all over the floor. The strong smell of blood covered up the tangy fragrance of the elixir.

Blood, bright red and dazzling.

Yun Xu's face darkened slightly, she stood up, grabbed his hand, and used her spiritual power to penetrate into his body.

The red spiritual power quickly penetrated the heart vein, which was weak, and then went down, and was forced out by a tyrannical cold front.His own spiritual power rebounded and directly poked Yunxu's dantian.

An undefended blow disrupts the circulation of the sky, the circulation of the sky is suddenly broken, the spiritual power in the body loses balance, and rushes straight through the meridians.

The bloody smell rose from his throat to his mouth, the young man's fingers trembled, and he quickly withdrew his right hand that was on Feng Chang'an's wrist, and carried it behind his back.

Seeing this, the corners of Feng Chang'an's mouth curled into an indistinct arc.