Slag Reconstruction System

Another loud "bang" sounded, and Chi Yu fell heavily into a small mound of dirt, and did not get up after crawling for a long time.

Compared with his embarrassed posture, Xing Wufeng landed lightly, walked forward slowly, and stretched out his hand towards Chi Yu.

"Yu'er, you lost."

Chi Yu gritted his teeth, and finally passed his hand over, and then he was pulled up by Xing Wufeng.

"Master, let's compete again, this time I will definitely be able to hold out one more move." Thinking about it, it is a pity, he has resisted 29 moves just now, and unexpectedly lost in the last move.

Xing Wufeng smiled lightly: "Let's wait another day."

But he thought in his heart, he's not stupid, he almost let Chi Yu dodge thirty tricks just now, and then he has to agree to his request, who knows what Chi Yu wants him to do.

Chi Yu's eyes darkened, and he finally nodded.

Xing Wufeng: "Go ahead, I will attack the Iron Sand Fist sect soon, and I will not fight at that time, you have all grown up, and you have to learn to be independent."

After hearing this, Chi Yu was refreshed and revived with full blood, "Yes, master."

Qiu Luochen and others also echoed, Xing Wufeng smiled in satisfaction, put his hands on his cuffs, and walked back leisurely.

Ling Yunfeng's life is very boring, he is just an ordinary person, so he doesn't like the life of the lazy clouds and wild cranes.He likes a luxurious and luxurious life, but as the biggest cancer in the world, many decent people know him, so it's not easy for him to hang around outside.

He went back slowly, originally he wanted to go back to his room, but he thought Mrs. Xie Zi was still in his room, so he thought about going to the kitchen to see if there was anything delicious.

There were only three surviving people in the kitchen, and the manpower was a bit small. When Xing Wufeng passed by, one person was carrying water, one was chopping firewood, and the other was washing vegetables.

"Hi, Master." Seeing the man coming, the three of them stopped their work and greeted him like a bell.

Xing Wufeng nodded with a smile and said, "Hello."

After saying hello, Xing Wufeng stepped into the stove, wanting to see what to eat to fill his stomach. He was really hungry after a fight with Chi Yu just now.As soon as he stepped in, Xing Wufeng sensitively noticed some rustling sounds coming from the corner.

He couldn't help but hold his breath, and quietly moved half a step towards the source of the sound. Then, he intuitively saw a black shadow shrinking there.

"Who's here?"

Xing Wufeng deliberately conveyed his internal energy into his voice and spit it out together. If it is an ordinary person with weak internal energy, his meridians will be shattered and he vomits blood continuously.

However, to his surprise, before the words fell, the voice paused, and then raised his face.

Even in the dim light, Xing Wufeng recognized this plastered man at first sight.There is no way, his bald head is so recognizable.

Xing Wufeng forced a smile; "Brother Lianmo, where have you been these days, I thought you would not come if you just left."

The last sentence was obviously what he had in mind.

Grandma, why did this bald donkey come back again, Xing Wufeng felt bitter and couldn't tell.

Lian Mo blinked slowly, and after swallowing the bulging steamed bun in his mouth, Xing Wufeng handed him a glass of water.Lian Mo took it directly, without any scruples about his image, and gulped down half of the glass.

During this period, Xing Wufeng kept looking at him from the corner of his eye, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Brother Lianmo?"

He tentatively called his name, but Lian Mo didn't respond at all, but just stared at him blankly.

"Are you calling me?" Lian Mo tilted her head, on her dark face, there seemed to be a river flowing in those eyes, "Do you know me?"

"..."

Xing Wufeng was worried that Lianmo was playing tricks. Although this bald donkey looked like a good old man, he was not a person by appearance. He was deceived by the naive attitude of the strong man.

"Hey, you don't know me." Lian Mo touched her face, her voice suddenly dropped.

The man continued to ask, "Then do you remember how you got here?"

Lian Mo tilted her head to recall, and said, "When I woke up, my head hurt so much that I couldn't remember anything. It happened that an old fruit seller at the foot of the mountain kindly told me that I fell from the mountain. So I had to think about how I could climb up to such a high mountain, and then I found out that I could fly—"

"Okay, I see." Xing Wufeng interrupted Lian Mo's chanting in time.

As if thinking of something, Xing Wufeng asked again: "Do you still remember if there is anyone else around you?"

"Anyone else?" Lian Mo frowned suspiciously. After careful recollection for a long time, he still shook his head, "No, it's just me."

Xing Wufeng nodded, and summed up the general events, that is, when Lian Mo rescued the strong man, he accidentally lost his memory, and the strong man disappeared.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and regardless of whether Lian Mo really lost his memory, he said to him: "You are the right guardian of my Lingyun Palace, and your name is Lian Mo."

Lian Mo opened his eyes wide and asked, "Lingyun Palace?"

"En." The man responded, "Do you have any impression?"

Lian Mo shook her head in disappointment: "No."

very good.Lian Mo's martial arts are superb, and he couldn't use them better.

"Lian Mo, you will stay here from now on. As long as you can complete your mission as the right protector of Lingyun Palace, I can do whatever you want for you."

"Really?" Lian Mo's face was jade-like, with clear eyes.

Xing Wufeng nodded slightly, with a convincing smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he heard Lian Mo ask expectantly: "Then can I have meat every day? The steamed buns just now are too difficult to chew."

"..." The man's mouth twitched, Lian Mo's wish was really simple.

Just as he was about to agree, a clear and pleasant male voice suddenly came from beside his ear: "Master, when did there become an extra monk in the teaching?"

Xing Wufeng followed the trend and looked over, the person who came was Xie Zi who had become a snake spirit o__o"...

He didn't speak, and Lian Mo beside him was still actively identifying people, "Hi, may I ask who you are?"

Xie Zi glanced at Lian Mo lightly, and lingered on his little white face for a while longer.Afterwards, he walked slowly to Xing Wufeng's side, and said with a light smile, "Master, when did you change your taste?"

"..."

Both Xie Zi and Lian Mo have amnesia, how can he explain this.

Seeing that Xing Wufeng did not refute, the smile in Xie Zi's eyes slowly faded, and fine shards of ice gradually condensed in his eyes, and finally turned into a solid ice.

"Master, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you actually hooked up with a new love. What a blessing."

Xie Zi yin and yang ran against him strangely, although Lian Mo lost his memory, he was not a fool, he had a serious expression when he heard this: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm with... eh, what's your name?"

Suddenly hearing Lian Mo asking him such a question, Xing Wufeng was powerless to complain.

"Xing Wufeng." He briefly gave his name.

"Oh." Lian Mo turned to face Xie Zi, "Xing Wufeng and I are innocent, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

Xie Zi looked at Lian Mo with a look like a fool, "I don't care who you are, if you are sensible, get out of Lingyun Palace immediately, or don't blame me for being merciless."

He didn't know that Xing Wufeng was also looking at him with a crazy look.

"Zi'er, he is the right protector I taught, and you should listen to him."

Unexplainable laughter came out, and Xie Zi leaned on Xing Wufeng's shoulder generously, "Master, I only listen to you alone."

Xing Wufeng took a step back, and the boy's arm on his shoulder fell into the air.Xie Zi frowned unhappily, turned his face to look, but heard the man say with a straight face: "Zi'er, your memory has been messed up now, you are 15 years old now, not."

Hearing this, Xie Zi's eyes flashed with astonishment, "How is it possible?"

Xing Wufeng nodded with great certainty, "If you don't believe me, you can ask your senior brothers."

"..." Xie Zi's face changed three times, and he didn't stay where he was, and went directly to the back mountain.

When Xie Zi's figure disappeared, Xing Wufeng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is my second disciple. You have met him before. It's just that you have lost your memory and forgot it for the time being." The man explained to Lian Mo in this way.

"Well, the poor monk understands." The two hands were subconsciously clasped together, Lian Mo suddenly stopped, looking at his palms strangely, "Why did I do this?"

Xing Wufeng added in a timely manner: "Brother Lianmo, you are a monk, you have these habits before, don't be surprised."

He was always startled, and Xing Wufeng felt that he was not far from the snake spirit disease.

Xie Zi left and didn't come back until lunch time.

Xing Wufeng sat in the main seat and watched his expression, and didn't know what Qiu Luochen and the others told him, Xie Zi was always in a daze, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Qiu Luochen and Mu Xin didn't react to Lian Mo's return, and when they heard about his amnesia, they just looked at Lian Mo more.

But Chi Yu was different. He had suffered from Lian Mo before, and he was sharpening his sword to get it back from Lian Mo.

Xing Wufeng saw the eagerness in his eyes, and poured cold water on him lukewarmly, "Brother Lianmo's martial arts are still there, so it's a piece of cake to clean up you guys."

Chi Yu pursed his lips, glanced at the man sadly, then lowered his head and silently ate the rice.

During a meal, the four apprentices had their own concerns, and the abstract group of four wanted to express themselves but were stupid. Only Xing Wufeng and Lian Mo chatted with each other.

In the afternoon, Chi Yu called Qiu Luochen and the three of them to discuss the formation of troops.

When he heard that he was going to attack Iron Sand Fist, Xie Zi interrupted with a rather strange expression: "The master of Iron Sand Fist you are talking about is Qiu?"

Chi Yu was dissatisfied that his words were interrupted, and he couldn't understand Xie Zi and Xing Wufeng getting close, so he said perfunctorily: "Well, it seems to be Qiu Jinsong." He paused, and said: "The point is not this, the point is How can we break through Iron Sand Fist's defenses and wipe them all out..."

Xie Zi didn't hear what Chi Yu said later, he only knew that it was Xing Wufeng who ordered the Iron Sand Fist to be extinguished.

Could it be his reason that Xing Wufeng did this?What is it for?

Xie Zi fell into deep thought.