[Comprehensive] Travel to the world of martial arts and raise a boss

A stream of warm zhenqi was carefully controlled and slowly flowed along the meridians. It was not going smoothly, bumping and bumping, like a stream blocked by silt, unable to flow freely.

Lu Chongming could clearly see how the inside of his current body was destroyed. The internal force was still there, but the poison had damaged the internal meridians and viscera. It was like a forest ravaged by the wind. There is no perfect place.

Lu Chongming had a very headache. Lying in the body of a living dead was not a fun thing. He couldn't move and he couldn't speak. Except for his two eyeballs, he couldn't even move a finger. A person with a weaker will will definitely go crazy because of the unbearable.

And now, after lying in bed for a month, he has almost no patience.

For more than a month, he has been mobilizing his true energy and trying hard. Although the results are minimal, he still has some progress. Thanks to these small progress, otherwise, even a person with a strong will will collapse.

And this is also thanks to the internal cultivation methods that I learned in Mingyuan Mansion, otherwise I would be really helpless.

The "Zhan Yuan Jue" he himself practiced was too domineering and not conducive to healing, so what he is practicing now is some health-preserving methods that he had read to help Prince Changqin take care of his body. Unfortunately, he focused on practicing "Zhan Yuan Jue" at that time. ", I don't have a deep research on this aspect, I just read it, and it was decades ago. If it weren't for his current situation, he wouldn't even think about it.

Now that there are internal and external troubles, although Fu Yujia and the others will not be unfavorable to their father and son for the time being, there are no absolutes in the world. Once Yuan Suiyun's lies are exposed, they have no use value, and the other party will definitely kill them.

Forget it himself, although he is a bit useless, at least he can go back or go to the next world, but that child, if he dies, he can only die.

Lu Chongming furrowed his eyebrows fiercely—if he could still furrow his eyebrows now—he suddenly thought of Xuan Qing, if he was here, he should be cured after a few doses of pills. The art of alchemy is very confident.

Gululu, Gululu, the clear sound interrupted his thoughts, Lu Chongming's heart stopped, and then he saw a round thing crawling up to his chest and appearing in his eyes.

Although he has seen it several times, this is the first time he has seen it so closely. He thought it was just an ordinary little robot, but when the tentacles touched his cheek, he realized that it was Wen. Hot, soft, different from the hard and cold machine.

The owner is not simple, even pets are rare species, Lu Chongming has never seen this kind of creature, those red, non-mechanical eyes made him instantly associate with the thing that killed him that night.

Gululu, Gululu, that thing was rolling around on his chest, touching his face with its tentacles from time to time, Lu Chongming's goosebumps were about to pop out, and his clothes were messed up even more. The thinned chest was exposed.

If Lu Chongming could move now, he would definitely sit up immediately, throw that thing far away, and then yell: "Speak human words!"

Did he think he was its omnipotent master?The supernatural being can not only create the world, but also understand the alien language of some country? !

Lu Chongming stared at it sharply!

He is absolutely as cold as winter when he treats the "enemy" who killed him. What's more, this "enemy" has really done it so that he didn't even know how he died. It was the most useless death he ever had , it would be strange for him to have a good face towards it!

Gululu obviously knew that the other party couldn't understand what he said, and seemed a little anxious, and his two tentacles kept shaking.

Then, just when Lu Chongming felt tight in his chest from his jumping, but had no choice but to endure it, it suddenly quieted down, and looked at the door with red eyes.

There, there are slight footsteps approaching slowly.

Gululu, Gululu, it retracted its tentacles, shrunk its entire body into a circle, rolled around, rolled around, and disappeared.

Lu Chongming opened his eyes and turned around a few times up and down, but he didn't find the round shadow.

gone?Just when he was in doubt, Yuan Suiyun opened the curtain and walked in.

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The pitch-black concoction was fed into his mouth little by little, and Lu Chongming only felt that the taste buds were filled with the bitterness of the medicine. Looking at the child who was earnestly feeding with a spoon, he suddenly felt a little emotional.

For more than a month, Yuan Suiyun has fed him the medicine himself. He is blind and too young, so his movements are unavoidably sluggish. In the beginning, almost every time he finished feeding the medicine, he had to change it again. After countless times of practice, his movements are finally a little more proficient, but they are still much worse than normal people with healthy bodies.

He fed it hard, and tried to improve it again and again. When the concoction spilled out, his little hands were burned red countless times, and Lu Chongming didn't feel comfortable drinking it. Clothes are also a hassle.

But even if it was so troublesome, the two of them had no intention of changing it. Lu Chongming had no right to resist, and Yuan Suiyun was so stubborn that he insisted on doing it himself and not giving others a chance to do it for him.

Lu Chongming vaguely knew in his heart that the other party might be protecting his father, preventing anyone from harming him.

Another precocious child!

After feeding the medicine, Yuan Suiyun wiped the corners of his mouth earnestly, then put the bowl aside, sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, and started his daily homework—meditation and exercises.

Lu Chongming had completely lost the surprise at the beginning, and looked at the person who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath from the corner of his eyes calmly. He guessed that maybe the original owner saw that his son was talented and intelligent, and taught him martial arts and mental methods early on. He must be, but looking at the situation of Fu Yujia and others, it is obvious that they don't know at all, otherwise they wouldn't be so relieved to let Yuan Suiyun move freely.

Yuan Suiyun would meditate and practice in his room after feeding the medicine every day. Perhaps in the entire Wuzheng Villa, his room is the safest and least caring room. After all, he is just a useless person, probably Fu Yujia and others He has already been left behind, so this is probably the biggest reason why Yuan Suiyun can practice with him at ease.

Lu Chongming lowered his eyes slightly, controlled the heat flow in his body and slowly adjusted his meridians, and then his brain started to turn, thinking of a way to escape.

In his opinion, Wuzheng Villa is definitely not a place to stay for a long time. There are too many wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, and he, the owner, has fallen down now, and the young owner is young. It fell into the hands of Fu Yujia and others, but he has not forgotten that Fu Yujia still has the status of the original Dongyuan's direct disciple, which will only bring him greater convenience in controlling the villa!

Therefore, we must let Yuan Suiyun leave Wuzheng Villa.

But the question is how to take him away?With his current physical condition?Lu Chongming had a headache.

The room was very quiet, the two of them were doing their own things, thinking about their own thoughts, there was no conversation, and no one came to disturb, but the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The following days were still very calm, like stagnant water without any waves. In Lu Chongming's sight, there was only a dumb servant with his tongue cut out who took care of his daily life, and Yuan Suiyun who came to see him every day and gave him medicine. Besides, there is no one else.

The bitter medicine twice a day didn't make his body any better. Lu Chongming knew it well, and Yuan Suiyun probably knew it too, but the other party was still stubborn. He didn't stop taking the medicine for a day. Maybe he just wanted to give himself a psychological It's just a consolation in life, once he stops feeding the medicine, it's time to really give up.

The peaceful days passed by quickly, day after day, and half a year passed quickly.

Lu Chongming's hard work day and night was not in vain. The poison was removed bit by bit, and the damaged parts of his body were repaired one by one. Now, except himself, no one knows how far his body has recovered.

Fu Yujia and the others would never have imagined that his immortal body would have the hope of healing one day.

On this day, when Lu Chongming just opened his eyes from breath adjustment, he saw Yuan Suiyun walking in.

His steps were light and nimble, and he was more eager than usual. There was no stagnation in his walking, and there were no bumps and bumps from blind people at all.

Yuan Suiyun sat down beside his bed, holding his fingers tightly with both hands, Lu Chongming could clearly see the faint, almost unconcealable excitement on his face.

Then, he heard Yuan Suiyun speak, with a bit of uncontrollable excitement, he said: "Wang Zeqing is dead! He is finally dead! Our enemy is one less!"

Lu Chongming was startled, and frowned in disbelief. Although Wang Zeqing was arrogant and often looked at people with his nostrils, so he was extremely unpopular, but his martial arts were not fake, and he was also good at using poison. Otherwise, the original owner would not have ended up like that. How could such a person die as soon as he said he would die? !

He was puzzled, and looked at Yuan Suiyun with some seriousness and suspicion, but the other party was obviously invisible.

Fortunately, his question didn't last too long. Yuan Suiyun held his hand tightly, and then tightly, almost hurting him from holding him. His eyes were still blank without focus, and his face He still has the childishness unique to a child, but the smile on the corner of his mouth is completely irrelevant to his age, the secretive and coldness is not something a child would have at all.

"Senior brother's swordsmanship is good, and my father taught it well. Didn't you see that when the sword stabbed down, it was as fast as lightning. Wang Zeqing didn't even have time to dodge, so he was chopped into two pieces." Here, as if he remembered something, he squinted his eyes and said again: "It's a pity that I'm blind, so I can't see with my own eyes whether the blood that the man bleeds is black or red, but he's still dead, and it's not in vain. I'm planning a divorce, father, are you happy?"

Is he happy?Are you happy?Lu Chongming twitched the corners of his mouth and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He only knew that he had to leave as soon as possible. Revenge was a heavy thing, and if he was not careful, it would distort people's hearts. Such a burden should not be let Carrying a cub a few years old will definitely ruin his life.

Yuan Suiyun took a deep breath, trying to restrain his over-excited emotions. He lay on Lu Chongming's chest, sniffing the slightly bitter medicinal fragrance on Lu Chongming's body, reminding himself over and over in his mind: Be calm, Be calm, the corners of your mouth should be slightly curled up, and you must not let anyone see through your emotions...

After being reminded over and over again, he finally did it. The room was silent except for his slightly heavy breathing.

bump!The door was pushed open again, and the father and son turned their heads to face the visitor at the same time.

Fu Yujia has not stepped into this door for more than half a year. First, he is just a useless person, and he does not need to spend extra thoughts. Second, after all, he was the master who raised and taught him for more than ten years. He is a wolf-hearted and ungrateful person. He is a villain, but he may still have a fear in his heart that he has not even realized. It is this fear that makes him subconsciously avoid this courtyard.

A useless person, a young and ignorant child, can't make much trouble anyway.

"Senior brother, why are you here?" Yuan Suiyun had a look of innocence on his face, "Are you here to see your father?"

Fu Yujia's face twisted, and there was still a glaring blood stain on the corner of his clothes, which was Wang Zeqing's blood.

His sanity is a little fuzzy now, and he doesn't know how things happened. He and Wang Zeqing have always been at odds, and only reluctantly cooperated because of the common goal. Later, because of Yuan Suiyun's private conversation with him, he was even more aroused. Suspicion, it hasn't caused him less trouble for more than half a year.

But because of the relationship between the two alliances, although they had quarreled and even fought frequently, he never really thought of killing him, maybe he was so angry that he wanted to kill him, but there was no time to do it. I don't have the guts yet, because there is still a real Qiu Chen among them!

If he knew that Wang Zeqing was dead, he would have killed him... Thinking of this, Fu Yujia suddenly shuddered. Although the real Qiu Chen always looked amiable, he knew his true nature. If the other party knows that he has broken the covenant and killed his allies, the other party will never believe him again, and it is very likely that he will completely turn his face!

Thinking of this, he took a few steps forward quickly, grabbed Yuan Suiyun, and said eagerly: "Junior Brother Yuan, think about it again, did Master really not say anything other than those words?"

Yuan Suiyun frowned without any trace, and said: "Brother, you have asked me several times, why do you still ask!"

Fu Yujia didn't seem to hear the faint displeasure in his tone, maybe he didn't care, his expression was a little distorted, and the hand holding his shoulder was even stronger, "Is it really not? Think again, take care of it." Think about it!"

"Senior brother, you hurt me." Yuan Suiyun slightly lowered his eyes to hide the gloom that flashed past them.

He has run out of time, he is not willing to take such a big risk, after doing so many things, he has nothing to gain, his black eyes are bloodshot, his originally handsome face is hideously distorted, how can there be anything left? On weekdays, the elegant demeanor of Mr. Pianpian.

Yuan Suiyun was blind, but not blind. He was even more sensitive than ordinary people, so he clearly felt the murderous aura coming from the other party. He clasped his hands tightly in his sleeves. He was about to speak when he heard A strong wind came from behind, and with a bang, Fu Yujia fell down, and the hands that were holding his arm tightly loosened.

He subconsciously turned around and "looked" at the position behind him. He was blind, his eyes had no focus, and they couldn't reflect anything, so he couldn't see the pale man, like an old car. Like a machine, he got up from the bed clumsily.

He didn't wear shoes, and his bare feet stepped on the floor. Although it was a bit cold, Lu Chongming felt very good, very good, the feeling of his feet stepping on the ground was really long gone.

He took a step forward cautiously, and his movements were uncoordinated. If he had to say it, he was like those shadow puppets in a shadow puppet show who were pulled by strings, and their every move was extremely stiff.

Lu Chongming moved slowly and cautiously. He always held his breath. Once he was discouraged, he would definitely lie on the ground like mud.

After taking one step, and another step, Lu Chongming raised his hand and touched Yuan Suiyun's head, his voice was vague but deep and powerful, "It's all right."

Although his voice is hoarse and he can't speak clearly, Yuan Suiyun will not fail to recognize his voice. It belongs to his father, the voice of Yuan Dongyuan, the owner of Wuzheng Villa!He suddenly widened his eyes, full of shock.

It's not that he has never had such a wish, hoping that one day a miracle will happen and his father will be better, but every time he thinks like this, reason will always appear, and he will severely hit the extravagant hopes that should not be had.

No one told him, what if one day his wish came true? !

Lu Chongming saw his shock, but just rubbed his head and said: "I'll talk about other things later, the most important thing now is to get out of here!"

Wuzheng Villa has been in Fu Yujia's hands for half a year, and it is no longer Yuan's Wuzheng Villa. Who knows how many people in the village have taken refuge in the other party, and he has not forgotten that there is another old fox who is even more difficult to deal with. He has not fully recovered, and Yuan Suiyun has to take care of him. The safest way is to leave the villa before the old fox arrives!

Lu Chongming took out a long moon-white gown, put it on with the same hands and feet, and then turned around to see the long sword on Fu Yujia's waist being pulled out by Yuan Suiyun, holding it in his hand, the cold long sword Almost as tall as him, the sharp point of the sword approached Fu Yujia's throat bit by bit.

Yuan Suiyun's immature and delicate face was extremely indifferent, and there was an undisguised murderous intent in his eyes!

Lu Chongming's complexion changed, and he stretched out his right hand. Although his movements were stiff and his posture was a bit ugly, he still successfully cut the long sword into his hand, "What are you doing?" He said in a deep voice.

Yuan Suiyun pursed his lips tightly, with a stubborn expression, and remained silent.

After a while, Lu Chongming sighed softly, and threw the long sword in his hand to the ground, piercing Fu Yujia with a puff, and firmly nailing him to the floor.

Taking a step forward, holding the opponent's hand in his palm, Lu Chongming said flatly, "You're still young, I'll do the revenge."

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