If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"Feng Wuhen!" Fu Leshu's face has changed, "I warn you, if you dare to chew on his ears, I will be the first to kill that cat demon when I catch him."

"How dare you!" Feng Wuhen was also really angry, "You really protect your eyeballs, do you want me to tell him what happened to the last Yun Heng you liked? important……"

"Shut up." Fu Leshu waved his hand, and a gust of wind flew past Feng Wuhen's face.

Feng Wuhen took two steps back, and said, "Okay, you don't care about my business, and I don't care about yours, but if you catch a cat demon, he will be mine, and you will share the rest."

Fu Leshu said: "That's not up to you to make the choice."

After saying that, he just flung his sleeves and left.

Seeing that he was gone, Feng Wuhen didn't have the intention to investigate any further, and followed him after a while.

As soon as Fu Leshu went back, he immediately saw Yun Heng who was teaching Ren Fengcheng how to practice sword.

It's not that he has never seen Yun Heng teaching others, it's just that Yun Heng only taught him before, so why can Ren Fengcheng enjoy this kind of treatment.

Ren Fengcheng felt that he had benefited a lot from it, but a figure suddenly appeared from the side, abruptly pulling away Yun Heng who taught him to use the correct posture to wield the sword.

He was about to see who dared to interrupt him without long eyes, but when he raised his eyes, he found that it was Qin Zun, and he was immediately frightened.

"Master." Ren Fengcheng saluted.

While pulling Yun Heng, Fu Leshu hummed perfunctorily as an answer.

Yun Heng quite likes this disciple, he can see that Ren Fengcheng is very talented, and he doesn't have the arrogance of Yi Fangweng and others, he will become a great weapon in time.

In the end, before he finished enjoying the joy of educating future generations, Cheng Yaojin, Fu Leshu, came to ruin his business.

Looking at his eyes that seemed to be burning with flames, his slightly frowning brows, and the corners of his mouth twitching unconsciously, one could tell that this jealous king was jealous again.

"Okay, brother, let's practice here today." Yun Heng said to Ren Fengcheng.

He still has to spend time appeasing the big vat of vinegar.

Although Ren Fengcheng was surprised that Yun Heng was not big or small in front of Qin Zun, but since Qin Zun was here, he still nodded obediently.

Seeing that Yun Heng snatched all his words, Fu Leshu couldn't get angry, but he still had a stinky face, as if someone owed him millions of spirit stones.

"What's the matter with you?" Yun Heng was dragged away by Fu Leshu, and he asked when he was far away.

"It's nothing. Master is very kind to him." Fu Leshu faced him face to face, and everything he said was sour.

Yun Heng raised his hand speechlessly and gave him a chestnut.

Qin Zun, who has not been beaten for hundreds of years: "..."

"Are you a child, Fu Leshu, try with Joe again." Yun Heng said.

Fu Leshu pursed his mouth in extreme grievance, and said coquettishly like a little daughter-in-law: "I'm jealous."

"You are such a big person, can you be more mature?"

"I can't." He said in an extremely confident tone.

Yun Heng rolled his eyes towards the sky.

"Come on, what did you find out this time?" Yun Heng had no choice but to change the subject. "

"Nothing was found." Fu Leshu said.

"Really?" Fu Leshu said, "I am a cultivator, not a sea monster, and my nose is not sensitive even in the sea, so I can't find any clues at all."

Yun Heng listened to him quietly.

"However..." Fu Leshu suddenly said, "Master, do you have a solution?"

"What can I do, now you don't give me a direction, and I'm not a god." Yun Heng said.

"Master is God." Fu Leshu grabbed his shoulders and buried his head in his arms.

"Fu Leshu, do you want to breastfeed? Open it for me." Yun Heng pushed him away.

"Master, don't you remember the past?" Fu Leshu asked.

"What's the matter?" Yun Heng asked.

"Just... before you died..." Fu Leshu said these words after deliberation.

When Yun Heng heard this, his hand was placed on his neck like a knife.

Fu Leshu stopped talking for a while.

That's right, no matter how close Yun Heng is to him now, it can't change the fact that it was Fu Leshu who killed him.

"I won't say anymore, master, don't be angry." Fu Leshu raised his hands in surrender.

Yun Heng approached him, pressed him against the low wall of the farmer's house, and said fiercely: "Seriously, Fu Leshu, if I didn't see any vixen around you, I'm afraid I really have to guess if you are with someone else Conspired to kill me and ran away."

Fu Le wrote with a look of grief, he said: "Master, you are the only one in my heart."

"Then why did you kill me?" Yun Heng asked forcefully.

"Master, I can't tell you why...but, you are the person I love the most. This matter has never changed from the beginning to the present." look.

"Oh? Does your love mean hurting me, lying to me, and not telling me the truth?" Yun Heng withdrew his hand and looked at him coldly.

"Master..." Fu Leshu called out.

Yun Heng moved his eyes away, and hardened his heart: "I don't want to see you now."

After finishing speaking, he pulled away and left, leaving Fu Leshu alone.

Fu Leshu stared at the direction he left, lowered his eyes, half of his face was covered in darkness, he didn't know what he was thinking.

It is true that Yun Heng can't remember something, and Wen Xiao can read very limited things from his memory. After all, he has been dead for hundreds of years, and his spirit has drifted away, and many things have gradually been forgotten with the passage of time.

But the problem is, Wen Ling is not Yun Heng, he still has a big bug in the system.

When Maoqiu received Wen Xiao's message, he immediately helped him call out what happened before Yun Heng's death.

Before he died, Yun Heng went to a seclusion. Before he was killed by Fu Leshu, before he became conscious, he once refined a elixir for Fu Leshu.

It was when the love was strong, and Yun Heng's eyes were full of his well-behaved and sensible disciple and lover Fu Leshu.

Yun Heng's life is endless, he naturally doesn't want to see his lover leave first.

In order for Fu Leshu to live the same life as him, he did one thing.

He used his heart and blood to refine alchemy, and wanted to refine the elixir of life for Fu Leshu.

Later stories... the system won't show it.

"Is it such a hooligan? What about the following plot?" Wen Xiao asked.

Mao Qiu explained: "Master Host, in order to ensure the fun of your strategy, some plots cannot be opened. But you can learn about it through other NPCs in the system, such as your current strategy target Fu Leshu."

"What a fool, what if that kid kills me again." Wen Yan said something, and then seemed to have suddenly figured it out, and his eyebrows were beaming.

"It seems that it's time for me to sell my hue again. If I don't tell, I won't tell. I don't believe that I, Win Holmes, can't find out." Wen Ling slipped back after speaking, and then began to analyze.

From the system, he learned that Yun Heng had drained a quarter of his heart and soul for alchemy.

In case of one failure, he smoked twice.

In other words, he used half of his heart and soul to refine the elixir for Fu Leshu.

This is very affectionate.

So where did the pill go?Did the refining succeed in the end?Did Fu Leshu eat at the end?And the most important point, after he died, what did Fu Leshu do with his body?Was it buried, or...

Yun Heng tapped his head, regretting that he forgot such an important thing.

In order to find out clearly, Yun Heng, who had been sitting in the back mountain for half a night blowing the cool breeze all night, decided to take a closer look at Fu Leshu.

About the elixir, and about his bandaged right hand, which he never showed.

After figuring it out, he used his spiritual power to dry his dew-stained clothes and flew towards the B&B.

Unexpectedly, Fu Leshu had already fallen asleep.

Yun Heng cast a dream spell on him, although he was not sure if it would work, but he still walked in the direction of Fu Leshu.

Fu Leshu lay flat on the bed with his eyes closed.

Yun Heng lifted the quilt that covered his chest, and tore off his clothes.

Then he lightly touched Fu Leshu's chest with his hand, urging the spiritual power to rush into his body and directly into his heart veins.

When the spiritual power returned, Yun Heng's expression changed.

He noticed that Fu Leshu really had his heart and soul in his body.

In other words, Fu Leshu still ate the elixir he made in the end.

Thinking this way, Yun Heng stretched out his hand to his right hand again.

He slowly unwrapped the extremely tightly wound bandage.

There are anti-sabotage spells and incantations on the bandages, but everything in Fu Le's book was taught by Yun Heng, so Yun Heng can naturally decipher them one by one.

When he tore off all the bandages, he finally saw the right hand that Fu Leshu had been hiding all along.

That hand... no matter its size, bones, or skin color, it was completely different from Fu Leshu's left hand.

Yun Heng pushed up Fu Leshu's sleeves tremblingly. When he pushed the sleeves to Fu Leshu's shoulders, he saw obvious stitching traces at the joint between the next door and the shoulders.

This hand...is Yun Heng's hand.

Yun Heng shook his hand, and Fu Leshu's arm fell from his hand.

He turned his head and found that Fu Leshu had already woken up, or rather, he hadn't slept at all.

"Master." Seeing that Yun Heng had discovered his secret, Fu Leshu sat up.

In other words, this was discovered by Yun Heng under his deliberate connivance.

"This hand..." Yun Heng almost couldn't stand still, he stared blankly at Fu Leshu, waiting for him to give himself a reasonable explanation.

"This is Master's hand." Fu Leshu raised his right hand and gently stroked Yun Heng's cheek.

"Are you crazy?" Yun Heng stopped him, gnashing his teeth.

"I'm not crazy, I'm sober." Fu Leshu hugged him, as if afraid that he would run away, "I love you, Master."

"Don't say this word, don't insult this word." Yun Heng gritted his back molars, "After I died, did you treat my body like this?"

Fu Leshu's voice trembled even more than his: "Master, I can't help it, Master. When you die, the body turns into golden light spots that slowly overflow, and your arm is the last thing left. In order not to let it disappear, I had to let it stay on my body and use my blood to support it."

Yun Heng sensed what he meant, and asked, "What about your hand?"

"Cut it off." Fu Leshu said lightly, as if it was such an insignificant matter, "As long as a part of the master can stay, losing an arm is nothing."

Yun Heng really couldn't understand what he was doing.

He killed a big living person as soon as he said he would kill him, but he kept this arm, what was he trying to do.

Yun Heng repeatedly opened and closed his eyes, and finally said weakly: "Fu Leshu, I really don't know what you can and cannot believe..."

But Fu Leshu hugged him even harder, saying: "Master, I will never hurt you again. These years without you, my life is really worse than death. I don't want to live this kind of life without you again..."

"Wait until you tell me the real reason why you killed me." Yun Heng indifferently broke away his hand and got up.

He glanced at Fu Leshu's right hand and moved his eyes away.

Fu Leshu sat on the bed, looking at him almost beggingly.

Yun Heng ignored him, turned around and left.

[System prompt: The strategy target Fu Leshu has a favorite value of +10, a regret degree of +15, a current favorite value of 70, and a regret degree of 55. 】

Early the next morning, Ren Fengcheng came to Yun Heng to study again.

Ren Fengcheng felt that Yun Heng's explanation was very detailed and thorough.Although he didn't dare to compare Qin Zun with Yun Heng, he already regarded Yun Heng very seriously in his heart.

He is happy by himself, so it is natural that some people can't understand it.

The person I don't like is naturally Yi Fangweng.

Therefore, Ren Fengcheng failed to find Yunheng that day, but was stopped by Yi Fangweng who sneaked out.

"Junior Brother? Why are you here?" Ren Fengcheng asked, "Did you follow here secretly? Go back quickly, it will be terrible if Master finds out."

Yi Fangweng was still wearing rough clothes. He had been doing heavy work these days, which made him feel very unbalanced.

He blamed all this on Yun Heng.

When he found out that Ren Fengcheng was also messing with Yun Heng, he was really about to die of anger.

It wasn't enough for Yun Heng to seduce a Qin Venerable, but now he wants to seduce him as Senior Brother?

Yi Fangweng couldn't take it any longer, so he had to secretly come to Ren Fengcheng, trying to wake him up.

"Brother, are you also bewitched by that Xia Shangzhou?" Yi Fangweng said.

"Ah?" Ren Fengcheng was a little confused, "Junior Brother, what are you talking about. I just asked Xia Junior Brother to learn the way of swordsmanship."

Hearing him call "Junior Brother Xia" so affectionately, Yi Fangweng felt very sad.It was obvious that he was Ren Fengcheng's most protective junior in the past, but now he has become someone else.

When he was wronged, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Ren Fengcheng was frightened by him, and hurriedly wiped his tears.

"Junior brother, don't cry, what's wrong?"

While crying, Yi Fangweng said: "Brother, do you really not know or just pretend not to know, that demon cultivator seduced Master, and now he is bewitching you, if it wasn't for him, I would be in this situation?"

"He seduced... Master? Why can't I understand what you are talking about, Junior Brother?" Ren Fengcheng felt that what he heard was a bit beyond his expectation.

"He's just a son of a bitch, little boy. He seduced Qin Zun willingly, otherwise how could he have climbed to his current position?" Yi Fangweng scolded.

"No, Junior Brother, you are wrong, Junior Brother Xia is not such a person..." Ren Fengcheng's face changed as he spoke, he remembered Qin Zun's ambiguous behavior towards Yun Heng, remembered that they entered and exited together, remembered Yun Heng sometimes has a weird walking posture...

He seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Cultivators don't reject Long Yang's goodness, but for Ren Fengcheng, this is obviously beyond his cognition.