[Comprehensive martial arts + sword three] My subordinates are ghosts and gods

The half-moonlight is admiring privately, secretly leaning on the arms of the beautiful woman.

Fu Sheng tiptoed through the door and entered, what he saw was such a harmonious scene.

Yuan Suiyun was dressed in white, with one hand resting on his forehead, leaning against the table and sleeping soundly.

If it was an outsider who came, he might have been awakened by this time.But the one who came in now was Fu Sheng who was connected with him, so he didn't disturb him at all.

Afraid of destroying this rare tranquility, Fu Sheng returned to his original form, silently jumped into Yuan Yuan's arms, curled up, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

This feeling didn't last long, Fu Sheng only felt that the moment his consciousness became hazy, the person hugging him woke up.

The voice from the top of the head was cool and pleasant, with a husky tinge of drowsiness: "Fusheng? When did you come?"

Fu Sheng wagged his tail and rubbed his eyes with his little paw: "Just now, son, why are you awake? Did I wake you up?"

"No." Yuan Yuan shook his head, his expression was imperceptibly tired, "Is he awake?"

Although this "he" didn't say it clearly, Fu Sheng was very clear about who it was referring to.

Since the Lantern Festival three days ago, the young master Chu who has always been on good terms with his young master has been "sleepless".

This "sleeping and not waking up" is not a description, but really sleeping and not waking up.

That day the maid went to wake him up early in the morning, but the man didn't respond for a long time, and everyone thought he was too strong to drink and hadn't recovered from it.

As for my young master's confidence in this man's drinking capacity, he insisted that something happened to him, so he pushed open the door of his room and broke in.

Facts have proved that the son is right.

There was no injury on this person's body, and his pulse condition was very stable, but for some reason, he just didn't wake up.

The young master has been guarding this man's bed for the past few days, and he hasn't had a good rest for three whole days.

Now I finally fell asleep, but I was woken up by myself...

Fu Sheng jumped out of Yuan Yuan's arms, changed back into a young boy, knelt down on one knee and said, "My lord, don't worry, Mr. Chu will be fine. But you...you are too haggard with your current appearance .”

Yuan Yuan rubbed his forehead and sighed secretly.

He naturally knew that his current appearance must not be very good. After all, the internal force running in his body had begun to become disordered, so how good could this person be.

But he really couldn't leave Chu Liuxiang here alone and go to sleep peacefully by himself.

"Don't worry about me, I'll go to bed after a while."

Fu Sheng knelt down and refused to get up, and muttered with his mouth curled up: "You have said this many times." There is no sincerity at all...

Yuan Yuan was tired and sleepy, hearing Fu Sheng's complaint was really angry and funny.

Fortunately, someone solved the trouble for him.

"Sir?"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the voice of the visitor was indifferent without any fluctuation.

"Qiyou? What's the matter?"

"The porridge is ready." Bai Qiyou answered simply, and after getting the promise, he opened the door and entered the room, and put a bowl of boiled white fungus porridge in front of Yuan Yuan.

Fu Sheng, who thought he had found an ally, hurriedly said: "Bai Qiyou, please persuade young master! Young master hasn't had a good rest for several days!"

"En." Bai Qiyou glanced at him lightly, "Understood."

Fu Sheng: "..."

understood.

Is this over?

"Hey! Bai Qiyou!"

Fusheng wanted to say more, but Bai Qiyou gave him a flirtatious look.This impatient look made Fu Sheng's chest stagnate, and he swallowed his complaints unbearably.

Bai Qiyou set up the bowl and spoon: "Okay, you can step back."

Fu Sheng: "..."

This product!Could it be that no one can cure him?ah? ! ! !

Fu Sheng's heart was burning with anger, and suddenly, he had a rare flash of inspiration.

It seems that there is someone who seems, probably, maybe can cure this guy!

When Fu Sheng had an idea, he smiled and leaned over, bowed and retreated. Seeing that he retreated so simply, Yuan Yuan was still a little uncomfortable: "Why is he so obedient this time?"

Bai Qiyou remained unmoved: "Don't worry about him, young master, you can eat porridge."

Seeing Yuan Yuan swallow a bowl of porridge down his stomach, Bai Qiyou breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with Fu Sheng, he naturally had only a lot more worries about Yuan Yuan.

It's just that he knows his young master very well, if young master Chu doesn't wake up, it is absolutely impossible for his young master to really relax.

Therefore, he doesn't engage in fearless battles, and simply refuses to persuade them.

Bai Qiyou put the porridge bowl back on the tray, and then took out a book from his pocket.

"Ding Feng asked me to give it to you."

Yuan Yuan already knew the content of the book before he took it, took a "look", and sure enough, it was the second volume of the previous mysterious cheat book.

Different from the first time, the content of this cheat book is very concise and capable, with a total of three pages.

There is only a paragraph on the first page, which roughly means: "Since you have practiced the first book, you should know how powerful this set of cheats is, so I won't repeat it, you just worship silently in your heart. "

Yuan Yuan: "..."

This face is probably as big as the racecourse in Cangshan Erhai.

The second page is more concise, with only one sentence: "When performing this sword move, please keep your relatives and friends at least seven feet away from you, and please keep your enemies as close as possible to you."

Yuan Yuan: "..." Huh, why?

The last page finally came to the main text. It was as unreliable as the first book, and the content was only slightly changed.

Only this time, Yuan Yuan didn't dare to underestimate this book anymore.

He carefully "read" these three pages again, only to find that the first page still has a line of small words: "This book is the same as the first volume, and it is characterized by great momentum."

the same characteristics?Could it be that they are the same?

Although Yuan Yuan was burning with anxiety because of Chu Liuxiang's delay in waking up, he also knew that it was useless to be so anxious.

He is not a person who will be influenced by emotion and rationality, and not having a good rest for three days in order to guard others has worried the people around him very much, he cannot continue to be depressed like this.

Putting the secret book on the table lightly, Yuan Yuan took a sip of tea: "Ding Feng has worked hard, let him find the next few books together."

"kindness."

Bai Qiyou thought to himself, even if you don't tell me, Ding Feng won't give up looking for it.

Ever since I heard that the first book played a role in the competition between the young master and others, Ding Feng worked harder to find the cheats. Every day he went to the bottom of the cliff to search and search, and the ground was almost loosened by him. Than crazy.

But that's fine, as long as they can help the young master, their efforts will be worthwhile.

***

Chu Liuxiang naturally didn't know what happened outside.

He is still in his "dream", joking with Yuan Yuan beside him.

They have been staying at the old man's house for the past two days, living a quiet and peaceful life, which is really a bit of a relaxed atmosphere.

What's more, ever since An Ning confessed to Yuan Yuan at the dinner table that day, her life in the past few days has been much easier.

Not only did the little girl no longer target them, but she would often come forward and cling to Yuan Yuan indistinctly.

Chu Liuxiang was half relieved and half puzzled by An Ning's diametrically opposed actions.

If this girl is really as clear and innocent as a child of her age, then she would definitely not be able to say such eerie words that day.

But if she really hated him and Yun'er to the bone, how could she let go of the hatred in her heart so easily and shake hands with them?

Is it true that children are creatures whose love and hate come and go like smoke?

Xiang Shuai naturally knew that this suspicious behavior of the little girl also made Yun'er suspicious, but he didn't ask Yun'er.

Such a pleasant life is really hard to come by, it is rare for him to see Yun'er's gentle and trouble-free eyes, and he really doesn't want to drag Yun'er back to the disturbing treachery.

It's fine for him to handle these matters, and Yun'er doesn't need to intervene.

"Brother Yun, what are you folding?"

An Ning leaned forward, her eyes widened, and she excitedly stared at the gadget in Yuan Yuan's hand.

"You just took a few grasses, and you made this?!"

"En." Yuan Yuan handed the grasshopper in An Ning's hand, and said gently, "This folding method was taught to me by my best friend. If you are interested, I can teach you as well."

"Is it possible?" An Ning was delighted at first, and then smiled, "But you... can't see it? Would it be too embarrassing for you to teach me?"

"No." Yuan Yuan handed the grass to An Ning, and said softly, "I'll teach you."

His appearance is clean and gentle, half dead, he can't see the cold and fierceness that threatened peace that day, he is like a different person.

But it was such a diametrically opposite painting style that made An Ning feel a sense of dependence from the bottom of her heart.

This person, and mother... somewhat similar.

Of course, Yuan Yuan didn't know that he had become someone's "mother" unintentionally, and he was still working hard on weaving the grass in his hands.

This is in Lubei, even in the deep winter, the vegetation is still lush like spring.

If it was in Lu Nan, it would have withered so long ago that even the gods could not be saved. What would he use to coax the child.

While editing, An Ning began to think wildly again: "Brother Yun, your hands are so beautiful."

Yuan Yuan said with a smile: "You can't say that casually, how can you praise other boys for their good hands?"

"What's the matter!" An Ning pouts, "My mother often praises my father's beautiful hands."

Yuan Yuan's lips trembled, and the original smile was instantly hidden by his lips.

Chu Liuxiang, who had been paying attention to the movement here, raised his ears, and hurried over to smooth things over: "What are you making up? Grasshopper?"

"En! I'm learning from Brother Yun!" An Ning happily held up the nondescript "grasshopper" in her hand to Chu Liuxiang to see, "See if An Ning's weaving is good?"

"Not bad." Xiang Shuai immediately encouraged him.

Unexpectedly, An Ning curled her lips in disdain: "Lying! It's so ugly, but you still say it's good! Hypocrisy!"

Chu Liuxiang: "..." Why is this child so difficult to serve? !