Life Winner Cultivation System [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Zhixiu, who had successfully obtained the Lock Heart Immortal Art, was very selfless, and the first thing that came to his mind was Wan Qisu—we must let Wan Qisu learn it!

Isn't it just to cultivate a winner in life, what's the difficulty!I can definitely do it!The villain in Fu Zhixiu's heart clenched his fist firmly.

At night, Su Qiuhan really hated him, so he didn't come out to eat together again, which was in line with Fu Zhixiu's wishes, but Fu Zhixiu was a little helpless with Wan Chengsu's incomprehensible demeanor - silly boy, other girls are shy, you as a man Can't you take the initiative to join in?It's okay to stay in a daze!

Fu Zhixiu saw Wan Tengsu's absent-mindedness at a glance, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious. If this continues, I'm afraid the two of them won't make any progress when Su Qiuhan leaves here. Su's first woman made a great contribution to Wan Qisu's future dominance. If Su Qiuhan hadn't been with Wan Qisu, I don't know if Wan Qisu can successfully become an immortal myth in the world of cultivating immortals.

The more he thought about it, the more he disliked Wan Qisu's half-dead appearance, and he couldn't help showing some impatience on his face.

Fu Zhixiu flicked the handkerchief in his hand to Wan Chengsu who was cleaning the table, grabbed his untied hair and yanked it down fiercely, ignoring Wan Chengsu's slightly distorted face in pain, Leaning forward, "Who are you showing your dead parents? It really makes people sick!"

"I'm sorry." Wan Qisu raised his head obediently, his posture was as humble as ever, but the difference was that the hostility in his eyes had almost disappeared.

Fu Zhixiu was surprised. Although Wan Qisu had been taught to be more obedient by him, this was the first time he had apologized. Could it be that the glorious image of the saint really had such a big impact on others in a short period of time?

Fu Zhixiu didn't think deeply, let go of the confinement, and shook off the black hair in his hand that was pulled down by the action just now, "You come to my room at night."

Wan Chengsu's body trembled violently, and he froze in place, but he didn't refute, thinking that Fu Zhixiu was finally tired of playing the previous drama, and couldn't help but punish him, a look of "it really is so" flashed in his eyes, but it was just a faint feeling in his heart. The jump of joy startled him.

Without the prompts from the system, Fu Zhixiu didn't know what Wan Qisu was thinking, but he was a little surprised why Wan Qisu didn't give him a negative score this time... Hey, speaking of it, it seemed that he hadn't received a message from him for a long time. Wan Qisu's negative score.

Fu Zhixiu was very confident in his training methods, and he was sure that Wan Qisu would not dare to disobey his instructions, so he swaggered and left contentedly after giving the order.

Well, I'm really in a bad mood and I still want to find someone to beat me up, otherwise I'll hang up Wan Qisu and beat him up today, anyway, for a winner in life, the ability to fight is also very important =v=

At this time, Fu Zhixiu had completely forgotten his plan to have a relationship with Wan Qisu as a normal senior brother.

The system that watched everything silently expressed that it couldn't bear to look directly at it.

When it was late at night, Wan Qisu arrived as expected, as Fu Zhixiu had imagined. Fu Zhixiu approached him and sniffed it. There was a faint smell of saponin. It must be that Wan Qisu washed himself well after packing up. After a while, this made Fu Zhixiu very satisfied. Although he was lazy, he loved cleanliness, so he naturally hoped that the people around him could keep clean.

From the corner of Wan Chengsu's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the undisguised satisfaction in Fu Zhixiu's eyes, and felt a strange feeling in his heart. It seemed that only in front of him would Fu Zhixiu take off his gentle mask and express all his truest feelings. emotion.

This gave him the feeling that he had a "little secret unique to the two of them".

"Take off your clothes." Fu Zhixiu hadn't vented for a long time, and suddenly found that he still missed Wan Chengsu's body.

As soon as Wan Chengsu saw Fu Zhixiu's expression, he knew what he wanted to do. Hearing this, he took off his clothes with ease, exposing his strong upper body, scanned the surroundings, and pulled out the deer tendon rope from a hidden compartment. , tied his hands skillfully, and after winding the rope around the beam, he handed the other end of the rope to Fu Zhixiu.

Fu Zhixiu raised his eyebrows, took the rope, stared at Wan Qisu with his eyes, curled his lips, and praised in a slightly hoarse voice due to excitement, "Su'er is so good." He could still vaguely see Wan Qisu between his slightly parted lips and teeth. Among them is the tender red tip of the tongue.

Immediately, he saw dense goosebumps appearing on Wan Chengsu's bare upper body.

He smiled playfully, pulled his hands, and Wan Chengsu was forced to raise his hands high, with his toes slightly touching the ground, forming an extremely uncomfortable posture.

Fu Zhixiu slowly wound the rope round and round, tied it tightly, squinted his eyes to admire his sacrificial posture, moved his fingers slightly, and the whip that had accompanied Wan Qisu for nearly ten years was transferred from the mustard bag around his waist to his palm.

But he didn't rush to wave it, and he didn't forget what his real purpose is today.

"Su'er, senior brother taught you a new formula today, you have to remember it, if you can't remember it, senior brother will be unhappy."

Fu Zhixiu always taught him while torturing him, so Wan Qisu didn't find it strange. He stood on tiptoe with difficulty, endured the pain of cramp in his feet, and seriously recited Fu Zhixiu to him, repeating the formula in his heart repeatedly. .

After so many years, Wan Qisu has learned how to bear the pain and complete every request of Fu Zhixiu, otherwise, if he fails to complete one, the punishment he will receive will be even more difficult for him to complete.

The whistling sound flashed past, Wan Chengsu's muscles tightened, and a red mark appeared on his back instantly. His breathing was stagnant, and silently reciting the mantra seemed to make his body more sensitive and easier to feel pain.

"You're in a trance."

When Fu Zhixiu's soft voice came, Wan Qisu couldn't help trembling.

The whistling sound of the whip waving was louder than louder, even though Wan Chengsu was trembling with pain, he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, but when Wan Chengsu's spiritual consciousness was also a little blurred, and only the thought of not being able to stop reciting the mantra was left in his mind, the beating stopped abruptly.

Wan Tengsu raised his eyes, his feet were already numb due to cramps and pain, and his hands were too worn to the point of view, with deep bruises that made it hard to look directly at.

"Su'er's ability to bear seems to have declined." Fu Zhixiu went around to him, expressionless, and said lightly.

Wan Chengsu's throat tightened, and he wanted to explain, but he didn't dare to stop reciting the formula without Fu Zhixiu's permission.

Fu Zhixiu looked at him for a long while, and when Wan Chengsu was ready to accept a more unbearable punishment, he suddenly laughed and waved the whip in his hand. The tendons immediately loosened, and Wan Chengsu, who was limp and unable to stand still, was caught in his arms, who was still trembling.

He pinched Wan Chengsu's chin and lifted it up, revealing his sweaty face, "Don't be afraid, Su'er, you're so obedient, why is senior brother willing to punish you again? That's all for today, okay?"

Wan Chengsu's tense heart suddenly loosened, and subconsciously, a subtle sense of gratitude emerged spontaneously.

"Tsk tsk, it's so pitiful, the hands that work for the senior brother have become so ugly..." Fu Zhixiu pulled the knot out of Wan Chengsu's stiff hands, released his restraint, and then covered the shocking area with his hands. On the bruise, rubbed it down heavily!

"Well!"

Wan Tengsu, who had already relaxed his mind, couldn't help crying out in pain. After reacting, he stuck the pain in his throat, and his body twitched uncontrollably. Wan Tengsu, who was going black for a while, subconsciously sought comfort from the nearest person - the culprit, Fu Zhixiu.

Fu Zhixiu comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, Su'er, he will be fine soon, senior brother's Su'er is the strongest, and senior brother loves Su'er the most!"

What was completely different from his tone was his calm and indifferent eyes, which implied pleasure, and his merciless movements.

Damn bastard, so you won't pick up girls!I am still single myself, and I want to be a matchmaker for you, how shameless I am!I can't hurt you to death, I should!

The author has something to say:

Fu Zhixiu [flashes the whip] [smiles]: Good boy, does senior brother love you?

Wan Qisu [clenching his teeth]: It hurts!