If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"That's natural. This time, I will definitely ask Qin Zun to transfer me back. What Xia Shangzhou, a wild boy from outside, is ashamed to be his personal disciple. See if I don't let him go around without eating." Yi Fang Weng's eyes showed a fierce look, and he spoke harshly.

However, he didn't realize that he scolded two people in one sentence.

Xia Shangzhou is a wild boy from outside, isn't He Yulai also.

He Yulai's face was a little embarrassed for a while, but Yi Fangweng, who didn't know how to read words and expressions, didn't notice.

At the same time, in the residence of the head of Ling Yuanshan.

Ren Fengcheng was shirtless, sitting on Ling Yuanshan's couch for receiving guests.

There are many silver needles pierced on his body, which Ling Yuanshan used to treat him.

Ren Fengcheng is a sword cultivator, and Ling Yuanshan is a medicine cultivator.

While arranging the medicinal materials for Ren Feng's medicinal bath later, Ling Yuanshan said, "It's just you who are ignorant and charge forward with a sullen head. You don't know if you really don't know or if you don't know. Since Zun Qin accepted him as a personal heir Disciple, that means you value him. It’s fine if you lose, but if you win or hurt him, see if Zun Qin will let you go.”

Because of the silver needle, Ren Fengcheng couldn't move, so he could only sit upright, opened his eyes and explained to Ling Yuanshan: "Senior brother, I just want to test the depth of that person, to see how... ..."

Ling Yuanshan interrupted him and said: "Don't give me a sloppy eye, you think I don't know you, you are not the kind of person who acts rashly."

He glanced at Ren Fengcheng and saw it through: "That kid Yi Fangweng told you something."

Ren Fengcheng was tongue-tied, feeling that he had nothing to hide in front of Ling Yuanshan.

"You're such a grown-up, so you're going to be a fool when you practice, and fool around with others."

Ren Fengcheng retorted: "Senior brother, Fang Weng is our junior, not an outsider."

Ling Yuanshan gave him a blank look, and walked over to pull out the needle for him.

"He has already been expelled by Qin Zun, he is no longer." Ling Yuanshan pulled harder on purpose, causing Ren Fengcheng to let out a groan from the pain. "I am Yaoxiu, Master Qin expects a lot from you, and you know that if Master Qin abdicates, you will have to be in charge of Yunzong. As the future support of Yunzong, you'd better not make trouble for yourself."

Ren Fengcheng was still very sensible in front of his elders, so he said obediently: "Okay, Fengcheng knows."

"Xia Shangzhou will be our junior in the future, and you should change it as soon as possible. If Yi Fangweng says something else, ignore him, and everything will be based on Qin Zun's meaning." Ling Yuanshan taught.

"Okay, brother."

"How does it feel to fight Xia Shangzhou?" Ling Yuanshan suddenly said something that had nothing to do with the topic just now.

"It's scary, it feels like my whole body is going to be torn apart." Ren Fengcheng was still a little scared when he said it.

"Normal, if he hadn't kept his hand, you might have been torn apart." Ling Yuanshan put the silver needle into the storage ring, pointed to the bathtub not far away, and signaled Ren Fengcheng to go over.

Ren Fengcheng froze, looked over in disbelief, and asked, "What, he kept his hands..."

Ling Yuanshan said: "There are people out there, and there are mountains out there. Don't think that you are the best. There are many out there who are better than you."

Ren Fengcheng seemed to have been hit hard. He never imagined that a person who looked much younger than him could be so much stronger than him.

"Then how does senior brother compare with him?" Ren Fengcheng asked in a dying struggle.

Ling Yuanshan shook his head and said, "I can't beat him either."

Ren Fengcheng was completely desperate.

Ling Yuanshan seemed to feel that the knife was not enough, and quickly made up for it: "I guess only Qin Zun can really fight with him."

Ren Fengcheng's foot slipped when stepping into the bathtub, and he almost fell into it.

He has always regarded Qin Zun as the most powerful person in the mainland. Even Qin Zun is qualified to fight him, so what kind of monster is this person?

Ling Yuanshan saw his ashen face, and knew that his words were a good way to dampen Ren Fengcheng's spirit.These blessed geniuses have nothing else wrong with them, except that they are prone to arrogance, which makes him suffer setbacks. For his future practice, it will be of great benefit and no harm.

Seeing that Ren Fengcheng did not speak for a long time, Ling Yuanshan threw the medicinal materials into the bathtub.

The tub is not water, but a medicinal soup that has already been boiled.And what he is throwing down now is just the follow-up auxiliary medicine.

Just when Ling Yuanshan thought that Ren Fengcheng could not speak anymore, Ren Fengcheng suddenly said: "Then... since he is so powerful, why does Master Qin accept him as a disciple?"

Ling Yuanshan was a little speechless, but still said: "I'm not Qin Zun, how would I know."

"Oh." Ren Feng replied wearily.

Ling Yuanshan poured the rest of the medicinal materials on the plate into the bucket, and said: "Okay, you can soak it honestly. On the way to South China Sea with Qin Zun, remember to insist on the medicinal bath. Otherwise, the root cause of the disease will be affected, and it will affect your future cultivation. If so, don’t blame me for not reminding you.”

"Understood, senior brother."

Yun Heng fell into a drowsy sleep, and finally woke up hungry.

When he woke up, he only felt tightness in his chest, as if he was being pressed by a boulder weighing hundreds of catties.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Fu Leshu's arm pressing on his chest.

This Fu Leshu is also sick, his clothes have been taken off, but the bandage on his arm is still wrapped.

When Fu Leshu was wearing clothes, he looked weak and weak, but he didn't expect to be very interesting when he took off his clothes.His muscles are not overly prominent, they are evenly distributed under the skin, which is very beautiful.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, inverted triangle.

"Master, does this disciple's body look good?"

Yun Heng was admiring it when he was disturbed by this sentence from the top of his head.

Looking up, Fu Leshu was propping his head with one hand, looking at him leisurely, while his damned other arm was resting on his chest.

"You're so beautiful." Yun Heng pushed away his hand and began to look for his clothes.

Fu Leshu interrupted him with a smile, and said: "Master, your clothes yesterday were too dirty, I have already thrown them away." Seeing that Yun Heng seemed to be angry, Fu Leshu said again: "But I have already sent someone to send you Come over with a new set of clothes, master put them on now."

As he spoke, he moved his fingers, and he took a set of white robes on the chair with his spiritual power.

Yun Heng glanced at the clothes in his hands, the white brocade, bordered with gold thread, was very luxurious.

Fu Leshu handed over the jacket and trousers again, the fabric was silky and it looked like they were all made of silk.

"Master, let this disciple change your clothes for you." Fu Leshu smiled wryly.

Yun Heng took the clothes and said, "No need, I will do it myself."

As he spoke, he dressed himself.Fu Leshu didn't look away, just watched him put on his clothes with a smile on his face.

Yun Heng felt uncomfortable being watched by him, so he lowered his voice and said, "Don't look at it."

Fu Leshu didn't care, and said, "I have to read it."

Yun Heng didn't bother to care about him anymore, and put on his clothes by himself.

Fu Leshu happily watched the whole process of Master's dressing, and said, "Master, let's go to Nanhai today."

"I didn't say I would go with you." Yun Heng tied up his sleeves, looking quite like a young knight who was going to steal from the rich and give to the poor.

"But Master didn't say no." Fu Leshu caught a glimpse of Yun Heng's right hand, and asked again: "Is Master healed?"

Yun Heng followed his gaze and glanced at his right hand, knowing that he was talking about the burn, he said, "It's nothing serious."

Fu Leshu cared more than himself, grabbed his hand, and unwrapped the bandage for him to see.

Yun Heng wanted to withdraw his hand, but Fu Leshu held on tighter, making him unable to break free.

After untying it, the back of Yun Heng's hand was exposed.Because of Fu Leshu's ointment, the wound has completely healed, leaving only a white mark.

Fu Leshu took out the medicine bottle again and spread the ointment on it finely.

Yun Heng saw that he used his spiritual power to apply the ointment to himself, and the ointment quickly penetrated into the skin. Although it was very comfortable, Yun Heng still said: "What's the use of applying it now, won't it be gone after washing?" ?”

Fu Leshu put away the medicine bottle, raised his hand and kissed his fingertips, and said, "If I wash up for Master, Master won't have to do it."

Yun Heng got goosebumps all over his body because of his tiredness, and couldn't help but raised his hand, pushing his face away.

It took half the morning to get dressed, washed and had breakfast, and when he arrived at Sishi, Fu Leshu took him out.

Yun Heng was about to ask him if he didn't need to bring any luggage, when he saw the maidservants lined up behind him, each with a storage bag tied around their waist...

It's really full of nouveau riche.Yun Heng couldn't help stroking his forehead.

Following the nouveau riche Fu Leshu on the so-called Quicksand Crazy Dragon, Yun Heng raised his eyes and saw that the boat was really not that big.

Seeing that he was interested, Fu Leshu happily introduced him.

"The deck of this boat is made from the skin of a dragon that I hunted and killed 50 years ago. I originally wanted to make it out of dragon skin, but the dragon's skin is too perforated, which is not conducive to night sailing."

He pointed to the sail again, and said: "The mast is the bone of the dragon, and its material is tough. The load-bearing beam of this ship is also made of its bones."

Yun Heng waited for him to finish showing off, but only replied perfunctorily: "Oh."

Fu Leshu wasn't discouraged either, and dragged him around to have a look.

They had to go by water to go to the South China Sea.The big ship was sailing in the river at an extremely fast speed, not much different from Yu Jian's flight.

Xia Shangzhou felt a little seasick, and Yun Heng stayed for a while before returning to the cabin from the deck.

However, when he got to the cabin, he found that there was no room for him, and his room was Fu Leshu's room.

Fu Leshu followed him into the door, with a look of successful tricks, and said: "Master, sleep with me today."

Yun Heng said: "Okay." Then he pointed to the floor and said, "You sleep here."

Fu Leshu pursed his lips and said, "Master, you are really cruel."

Yun Heng didn't bother to talk to him, took off his shoes and sat on the bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Fu Leshu harassed him for a while, but seeing that he really didn't respond, he had no choice but to go out and make fun of the other accompanying disciples.

Ren Fengcheng, the nominal disciple, was the main person who got ridiculed. After all, Qin Zun, who was busy with everything, didn't have the patience to remember other people's names. Ren Fengcheng was the only one who could be called good.

So Ren Fengcheng, a genius cultivator who had already been in the golden core stage, was ordered by his master to stride on the deck.

It was embarrassing to death, but Ren Fengcheng thought it was a special exercise given to him by Qin Zun.

After tossing about such a thing, Fu Leshu still didn't think it was enough, so he called out the other dozen or so disciples accompanying him and asked them to practice swords on the deck.

Practicing swords against the sun, thanks to Fu Leshu, can figure it out.

In the cabin of the cabin, Yi Fangweng and He Yulai were putting firewood under the stove in disgrace.

Yi Fangweng complained while lighting the fire: "I've never done this kind of rough work in my life, damn Xia Shangzhou."

He Yulai didn't expect that he would have to help with odd jobs, so he could only ask him tentatively, "How long are we going to burn?"

Yi Fangweng looked at the black ash in his hand bitterly, and said, "I'll go up at night."

After Yun Heng meditated for a while, he felt less seasick.

As soon as he got out of bed and was about to go out to have a look, he saw Fu Leshu walking in.

"Master, just now I caught some freshwater fish and let the dining room make them, come and taste them." Fu Leshu walked into the room, with a movement of his sleeves, a whole table of vegetables appeared on the table.

Others use storage bags or storage rings, but his is Qiankun sleeves.

Yun Heng took a glance and saw that there were fish and shrimp on the table, all of which were delicious in color and fragrance.

The glutton in his stomach was tickled by the scent, which made Yun Heng want to eat it a little bit.

Fu Leshu saw that his heart was moving, so he quickly moved out and waited for him to sit.

Yun Heng sat down with admiration, and Fu Leshu immediately rolled up his sleeves and peeled the shrimp for him.

Yun Heng secretly looked at him, and saw that when he was doing this, the oil stains touched the bandage of his right hand and avoided it at all, and they didn't stick to it at all.It was as if there was some barrier protecting the bandage.

He hid his doubts in his heart and didn't ask.

Fu Leshu peeled the lobster, broke off the meat from the tail, and handed it to Yun Heng's mouth.

"Master, try this."

Yun Heng froze for a moment, but didn't open his mouth.He still cares about Fu Leshu's assassination of him. Although his soul is not afraid of the poisonous poison, there is no guarantee that his body will be attacked.If Xia Shangzhou's body was brought down, there was nothing he could do.

Fu Leshu was very skillful, he immediately understood his thoughts, retracted his hand, and bit the meat himself.

Yun Heng was about to take the chopsticks, when Fu Leshu suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled him closer, and fed him the shrimp meat mouth to mouth.

The fresh and sweet shrimp meat entered the mouth, and the aroma diffused between the lips and teeth, and was pushed and rolled by the man's tongue, sinking to a deeper place.

When Fu Leshu returned, Yun Heng's breath was a little unstable.

Fu Leshu looked proud of his successful molestation, and said: "Master, you are so cute."

Yun Heng picked up the chopsticks, tapped his hand, and said, "If you try again, your hand will be chopped off."

Fu Leshu replied with a playful smile: "Yes, yes, my apprentice dare not."

Yun Heng picked up his rice bowl, ignored the scorching gaze, and buried himself in his meal.

Fu Leshu has long been bigu, and there is no need to eat these things to fill his stomach. Most of the time, he just eats them for taste.

So he just moved his chopsticks once and for all, eating in Yun Heng's face.