Slag Reconstruction System

Xie Zi: Master has brought back a new love, what should I do to win Master's heart?

Qiu Luochen: This demon is so insane, he won't even let the monk go!

Xing Wufeng didn't know what the two of them were thinking at all, and was thinking about whether to remind him, but then he thought, Lian Mo's martial arts seemed to be very strong, and when the time came to help him torture Qiu Luochen, he felt dark just thinking about it.

Therefore, without raising his eyebrows, he ate quietly.

After the meal, Xing Wufeng waved to Lian Mo, pretending to let him familiarize himself with the surrounding environment.

Lian Mo is a simple-minded monk, and he followed Xing Wufeng without any doubt.Seeing this, Xie Zi's eyes dimmed, a little sad, but Qiu Luochen at the side wiped his mouth calmly and walked in the opposite direction.

Mu Xin leisurely opened the folding fan, barely covering his eyebrows and eyes, those black jade-like pupils cast a light glance at Xie Zi from behind the folding fan, and then looked at the direction Qiu Luochen left in a very natural way.

— creaking.

When Chi Yu heard the movement, his closed eyes suddenly opened wide, and an unexpected chill flashed across his eyes.When the visitor approached, with the dim light of the candle, he saw the visitor's face clearly, and immediately curled his lips together and smiled.

"Senior Brother Luo Chen, why are you here?"

The two of them are close to each other, they are closer than brothers, and Qiu Luochen will only smile like a spring breeze when facing Chi Yu.In the original book, "Xing Wufeng" became jealous because of the closeness between the two of them, broke Chi Yu's tendons and expelled him from the school.

"I'll come and see you." Qiu Luochen walked to Chi Yu's bedside and sat down, his eyes fell on the fairy rope on Chi Yu's body, his brows were slightly frowned, and he asked, "This is the one named Lian Mo?" Tied up by a monk?"

When Chi Yu thought of this, he became depressed, and his tone became cold, "That monk's martial arts skills are so strange, I've never seen them before."

When Qiu Luochen heard this, his expression became a little more serious, "Master brought Lian Mo back, but what's the meaning behind it?"

"Who knows." Chi Yu snorted coldly, and then changed the subject: "Don't mention that dead bald donkey. In recent days, master, has he ever taught you Liu Guang?" The last move in the game is said to be extremely powerful and has the ability to destroy the world.And although they have only learned seven of them, they are more than enough to deal with ordinary sects.

Qiu Luochen shook his head: "Master, I'm afraid he won't teach us this last trick." If they haven't learned this last trick, they will never be Xing Wufeng's opponents, no, I'm afraid there will be no such thing in the whole world People will be his opponents.

Chi Yu was rather disapproving, "We are all his disciples, how could the master hide his secrets?"

Qiu Luochen moved his mouth, and finally sighed: "Junior Brother, a selfish and ruthless person like Xing Wufeng will always leave a way out for himself, how can he trust anyone so easily."

"Anyway, I won't betray Master." Chi Yu said it easily, as if he had thought of something, a gloomy look suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Unless Master abandons me first."

On the other side, Xing Wufeng dragged Lian Mo to the back mountain for a walk, in fact to find out the reality of Lian Mo, if Lian Mo was really powerful, he would first fool Lian Mo into his use no matter what.After all, all the apprentices have evil intentions, he has no force value, so he must find a way out for himself.

The cool wind hits, and the shadows of the trees are rustling.

Xing Wufeng put his hands behind his back, and asked after deliberation: "Brother Lianmo, I see that you have extraordinary martial arts skills and open-mindedness. You must be guided by an expert, but I don't know what school you are from?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk has no family or sect. He was only adopted by his master since he was a child, so he was lucky enough to acquire a passable ability. Compared with your ability as a benefactor, it is still not worth mentioning." Lian Mo said modestly.

Xing Wufeng waved his hand, "Brother Lianmo, you don't have to be too modest, Yu'er is my most proud disciple, you can subdue him, I admire you very much, but I don't know—" He paused, turned around to face him Facing Lian Mo, he asked softly: "I wonder if you would like to stay and be my right protector of Lingyun Palace?"

He was trying to find a way out for himself, as long as Lian Mo helped him, he would still be afraid of a ghost.

"This..." Lian Mo hesitated, "I have heard for a long time that Lingyun Palace is the number one demon sect in the world. It commits all kinds of crimes, including killing people and stealing goods. The poor monk is a monk, and the monk has compassion in his heart. How can he join forces with the demon sect? The poor monk came back with the benefactor. It is the benefactor that you want to make friends, and the second is that the poor monk also wants to persuade the benefactor to be kind, so that you can accumulate blessings for the benefactor’s descendants.”

Xing Wufeng was about to be dizzy by his words, so he endured it and said: "You can just call me by my name, one benefactor on the left and another benefactor is strange."

Lian Mo listened, paused for a moment, clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha Buddha", and then said: "Benefactor Xing, as long as you are dedicated to goodness, the poor monk will never make things difficult for you. During these days, the poor monk would like to take your place temporarily." The job of protecting the Dharma is to supervise whether the benefactor Xing has changed his ways, if the poor monk finds out that you are still obsessed with obsession, don't blame the poor monk for being rude to you."

"..." What a trouble this brought back.

Xing Wufeng twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a somewhat stiff smile, and said: "I don't like to fight and kill. Since Brother Lianmo is so...just, then I will do as you want, as long as the major sects don't If you take the initiative to provoke this matter, this seat will never take the initiative."

Even though he said that, he wanted to appease Lian Mo first, and then drive Lian Mo away when his force value recovered.

After all, when he becomes powerful, no one will be able to match him, wouldn't it be silly not to dominate the world and dominate the martial arts world?It's not easy for him to role-play for a while, he has to live enough to survive, and no matter what, he has to erase the original uselessness, and really be the leader of the demon sect for a while.

The two of them blew the cool breeze in the back mountain for a while, and couldn't take it anymore, so they went back home with messy hairstyles.

The surviving trio had already tidied up the room, and Xing Wufeng led Lian Mo into it, and the two chatted for a while before he backed out.

When he turned around, Xing Wufeng's eyes blurred, and his nose directly hit the forehead of the person in front of him.Xing Wufeng hissed, and quickly covered his nose with his hand, grinning in pain.

"Master, are you alright?" Xie Zi stepped forward with a worried face, wanting to reach out to see Xing Wufeng's injury, but the latter turned sideways to avoid it.

Spilled out from between the fingers: "No problem."

Xing Wufeng felt the nosebleed drop drop by drop onto his palm, and ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.This Xie Zi is good at everything, but he always likes to appear and disappear, and he doesn't ask people to prepare.

"But——" Xie Zi swept a smear of bright red between Xing Wufeng's fingers, and blamed himself: "Master, you are bleeding, is it really okay?"

Xing Wufeng was still bleeding from his nose, so he didn't have any thought to increase his favorability, so he waved at him directly, and said falteringly: "It's okay, I'll go back to my room first."

After all, without waiting for Xie Zi to speak again, the man took strides and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xie Zi lowered her eyes sadly, and after a few seconds, she turned her head and looked at Lian Mo's door, silently.

The master just came out from inside, what will the two of them do in the room?And the master didn't look at the road when he came out, and bumped into him directly, feeling a little flustered.

So, is Monk Lianmo really the master's favorite man? → Xie Zi is hopeless.

After Xing Wufeng returned to his room clutching his nose, he immediately walked behind the screen and took a handful of water to wash away his nosebleed.Then he simply wiped his face with a sweat towel, took off his clothes directly behind the screen, and stepped into the bathtub.

He has a slender figure with well-defined muscles. Because of his long-term martial arts practice, his muscles are well-proportioned and not exaggerated. Although Xing Wufeng still dislikes this face, he is still very satisfied with his body.

The warm pool water infiltrated the whole body, as if being wrapped in the warm current, surrounded by hot air, Xing Wufeng exhaled comfortably, directly covered his face with a sweat towel, rested his head on the edge of the tub, closed his eyes and took a nap moment.

Little did he know, his figure was reflected on the screen one after another, and he barely caught a person's eyes.