Slag Reconstruction System

Xing Wufeng's qinggong is unrivaled in the world, so he doesn't have to worry about being followed, so he took the injured Mu Xin back to the Tan. Julou.

It was late at night at this time, and it was quiet in the Tanju building, and I thought I was going to sleep.

He took Mu Xin back to the wing room, and took out the golden sore medicine from a corner and applied it on Mu Xin.According to the old bustard, there are some special meng lang among the guests who come here, and the gold sore medicine is prepared to repair the young man's injured back.

Ahem, at the critical moment, there is no need to worry about these things.

Mu Xin's face was still a little pale, but the ecstasy subsided, and he became more energetic.

"Master, your body..." He looked at Xing Wufeng hesitantly, and hesitated to speak.

Xing Wufeng carefully tied the bandages, stepped back a few steps to appreciate his masterpiece, "It's okay, I don't pay attention to those young people."

As soon as the words fell, he felt his blood surging, and he passed out as soon as his eyes were darkened.

Regardless of his injured body, the young man quickly approached and caught the man's fallen body.The wound was suppressed, and the blood stained the white bandage in an instant. His face remained unchanged, and he silently glanced at the man in his arms, before hugging him onto the bed.

Xing Wufeng's physique is relatively broad, and the boy is a little thinner compared to him, but he didn't have the slightest effort when he was picked up.

He knew why the man fell into a coma, and he knew that he would wake up by himself.

Standing by the bedside for a while, the young man stretched his cuffs, and the candle went out with a snap, leaving only white smoke slowly evaporating in the room.He folded his clothes and lay down beside Xing Wufeng, pressed his fingertips on the man's chest, leaned his head lightly on the man's shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes.

The cold moonlight poured down like mercury, shining on a corner of the bed.

The picture of the two figures leaning on each other looks warm and harmonious.

The next day—

Qingyun packed up her mood, and knocked on the door of Xing Wufeng's wing with the soup she made herself.

knock knock knock.

"Young master, have you woken up? I've brought you breakfast."

Hearing the sound, Mu Xin slowly opened his eyes, and glanced in the direction of the door without hesitation.

Why is this Qingyun here again?

"Young master? Young master? If you don't speak, I will come in?"

Qing Yun, who was outside the door, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and mustered up the courage to push the door open.

Then, the smile on his face froze on the spot.

From his angle, he happened to see the young man who was younger than him, more beautiful than him, and more innocent than he was crawling on the man's body. His clothes were half undressed, his shoulders were half exposed, and his snow-white face was stained with an intoxicating blush. .

At this time, the end of the young man's eyes was stained with a blush, his eyes were full of charm, and he was looking at himself with a smile that was not a smile.

Qingyun was hit hard on the spot, and took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

He had to admit that this young man's flair on the bed was not inferior to his at all.

If there is still such a sliver of fantasy in his heart, after seeing such an extremely glamorous scene, his heart has already been broken to the ground.

"You... how can you proclaim obscenity in the daytime?" Qingyun barely stopped his shaking body, and asked with a trembling voice.

Mu Xin lazily sat up straight, brushed his hair casually, and blocked Xing Wufeng behind him, "Mr. Qingyun, Wufeng and I are in love with each other. Of course, this bed thing is a matter of course, why bother?" Divide the occasion and time."

After that, he smiled lightly at the pale Qingyun, and said inexplicably: "Wufeng and I have been lying on this bed all night. He is tired and can't see guests. You can leave breakfast first."

Lying in a bed all night?

Thinking of the scene of the man she likes making love under the boy's body, Qingyun went mad with jealousy, wishing to throw the breakfast in her hand on Mu Xin's face.

Seeing that the other party was still not leaving, Mu Xin lowered the curtain, walked up to Qing Yun, and took the plate from the other party's hand.

"Master Qingyun, please go back."

Qingyun bit her lower lip desperately, and wanted to look at Xing Wufeng who was blocked by the curtain behind her, but Mu Xin firmly blocked his sight, and could only see a corner of the bed.

Raising his voice slightly, Mu Xin repeated again: "Please come back."

"My lord, my lord, can I see you again?"

Unwilling to give up, Qingyun yelled at Xing Wufeng.

But at this moment the man was falling into a coma, where could he hear his yelling, Mu Xin's face sank when he saw this, "Mr. Qingyun, Wufeng only has me in his heart, and I only love him. Why bother."

Qing Yun stomped her feet, gave Mu Xin a hard look, and left here reluctantly.

When Qing Yun's figure disappeared around the corner, Mu Xin was slightly relieved.

He closed the door, came to the head of the bed, stared quietly for a while, and finally sighed faintly.

This man has peach blossoms one after another, first Xie Zi, then Chi Yu, and now there is another Qingyun.

He didn't know when he was willing to lie in his arms.

Xing Wufeng slept for three days.

When he opened his eyes, his vision was still a little blurry, he closed them again, and when he opened them again, he saw Mu Xin standing by the window with his eyes slightly closed, holding a branch of peach blossom in his hand.

Seeing that the man woke up, the young man smiled slightly, his eyes were full of elegance, but he suppressed the peach blossoms in his hands.

"Master, are you awake?"

Xing Wufeng opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, "What's wrong with me?"

Mu Xin shook his head, put the peach blossoms in the thin vase at hand, and then came to the man's side.

"You were in a coma for three days."

Hearing what he said, Xing Wufeng thought for a while and got some impressions.

"By the way, do you know why I did this? And what about the dragon on my right shoulder?" The man couldn't wait to ask his question.

Mu Xin handed him a cup of tea and said, "Master, have you heard of Cuihuo?"

Xing Wufeng took a sip of tea, lowered his eyes to stare at the blue pattern on the teacup, thought for a moment, and said, "I heard it on the way to Wuyou City, and it is said that Cuihuo is a fetish that can dominate the martial arts world."

"Yes." The young man nodded, "It is said that Cuihuo has a master, and the host of Cuihuo is pregnant with a golden dragon." He paused and looked at the man, "I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be real."

Hearing this, the man suppressed the excitement in his heart, "You mean, I am the master identified by Cuihuo?" Although for some reason there are more plots beyond his cognition, but it is always right to be able to make yourself stronger .

Mu Xin gave him a complicated look, nodded, and shook his head again.

"The reason why Ye Tan asked the master to blaspheme himself is to determine whether you are the master of the pure fire, because as long as the master has a passion, the different dragon hidden in your body will appear."

Xing Wufeng suddenly realized, and secretly thought that fellow Ye Tan was too insidious.

Mu Xin said again: "Master, do you feel that you have no internal energy?"

"How do you know?" The man was shocked.

Mu Xin said: "That's because the golden dragon has suppressed your internal energy, master. Once you forcefully exercise your kung fu, you may fall into a coma for a few days, and at worst, your meridians will be cut off and you will die."

Xing Wufeng's heart tightened, "Then what should we do?"

Mu Xin: "For the present plan, the only way is to find the pure fire as soon as possible, and then pass the golden dragon over the pure fire, and successfully inherit the pure fire, otherwise—"

"How about otherwise?"

Mu Xin glanced at him, "Otherwise, once the master is broken, the golden dragon will be transferred to another person, and that person will be able to become the master of Cui Huo as he wishes."

Xing Wufeng: (⊙o⊙)...

Dare Ye Tan want to fall in love with him so much, just to inherit the fire?

No, it's not Ye Tan's problem now, he has no breath at the moment, what if Mu Xin also wants to burn fire?

The man's face tightened, and he took a few steps back calmly, his eyes were full of vigilance.

"Xin'er, I've always treated you kindly, right?" He shouldn't be harsh on him, right?

Mu Xin saw what was going on in his heart, and said without hesitation: "Master, don't worry, the disciple has no second thoughts about the master, and will definitely help the master find the artifact."

Xing Wufeng was dubious, not to mention how hard he was.

Xie Zi hasn't found it yet, and now he has encountered such a bad luck again.Originally, with or without Cui Huo, he was number one in the world, but now he was unable to get off the tiger, so he had to bite the bullet and go straight up.

What's the matter, he also wants to fight for the chrysanthemum.

Otherwise, if he is attacked, he will be the master of fire and fire, that would be too cheating!

After discussing with Mu Xin, Xing Wufeng can basically conclude that Cuihuo is in the hands of Sanssouci Palace, that is, Ye Tan.

In this way, they will definitely make another trip to the Sanssouci Palace!

Ye Tan is very cunning, so he will definitely be on guard, maybe he is waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap. Thinking about it this way, of course Xing Wufeng will not let Mu Xin go alone.After much deliberation, they still decided to go back to Lingyun Palace first to make a long-term plan.

Lingyun Palace——

Abstract group of four: Master and Mu Xin are not here, so boring, so boring.

The surviving trio: The master and junior brother Mu Xin are not here, the food can be simpler, and finally they can be lazy. ~(≧▽≦)/~

Chi Yu: Did Master elope with Senior Brother Mu Xin? ╭(╯^╰)╮

Qiu Luochen: The old man has gone down the mountain, hehe, it's best not to come back for the rest of his life!

Lotus Ink: Amitabha ~~

As soon as Xing Wufeng entered the door, he saw his apprentices sitting around the dining table, with an expression of not thinking about eating and drinking.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, "I'm back."

Chi Yu's eyes lit up, and he was about to get up, when Mu Xin, who was fighting side by side with the man, shrugged his mouth and turned his head away.

Qiu Luochen raised his eyelids, and elegantly picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.

Lian Mo: "Amitabha, Master, you are back."

Seeing everyone's performance, Xing Wufeng felt a chill in his heart. Fortunately, the abstract group of four was more sincere and surrounded him with tears in his eyes, so he felt a little comforted in his heart.

Abstract A: "Woo, master, where have you been, we miss you so much."

Abstraction B: "Master, I thought you didn't want us anymore."

Abstract Bingding: "Master, did Junior Brother Xie Zi find it?"

A, B, C, D: Finally, there is a little more drama, everyone has a line, so satisfying~~d=====(￣▽￣*)b

When the abstract, Bing and Ding mentioned the important point, Xing Wufeng's heart moved slightly, and finally he had an excuse to send troops.

The man found an empty seat and sat down. The surviving trio handed him a cup of tea, and he took a sip, "I found it." hands."

Mu Xin had already adjusted his lines with the man, and said from the side: "We accidentally learned another news during this trip. Now the most elite disciples of the nine sects are gathered in Wuyou City to discuss the matter of attacking our Lingyun Palace. , Master means let us strike first."

As soon as he heard that there was going to be a war, Chi Yu's fighting factor was ready to move, "Okay, when are we going?"

Qiu Luochen: "There's no rush on this matter, just in case there is fraud."

Lian Mo: "Amitabha, God has the virtue of loving life. In order to avoid hurting innocent people, please think twice."

Xing Wufeng was upset, and afraid that everyone would find out that he had no internal strength, so he had to drink another cup of tea to temporarily suppress the anger in his body.

Mu Xin said kindly at the side: "Junior Brother Xie Zi is in the hands of Ye Tan, even if we don't attack Wuyou City, we will rescue Junior Brother."

"Okay." Chi Yu slapped the table, "I'll go to meet the city lord. I haven't killed anyone for a long time, so I just happened to use him."

Xing Wufeng felt relieved.

Now with Chi Yu's help, the chances of winning have increased by one point.

The abstract group of four: "Master, this disciple is willing to go together and rescue the younger brother."

Xing Wufeng nodded slightly, with a little more smile on his face, and he said with some truth in his words: "With you loyal disciples as my teacher, I will have no regrets in this life."

These words are undoubtedly an encouragement to the abstract group of four, all of them looked excited, and said in unison: "With the words of the master, even if you go to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire, the disciple will die."

The corner of the man's mouth was smiling, his eyes flicked to Qiu Luochen and Lian Mo.

When their eyes fell on the surviving trio, the trio shrugged their shoulders and said falteringly: "Master, don't worry, we will stay in Lingyun Palace and prepare a sumptuous and delicious meal to wait for your triumphant return."

The three of them have always been greedy for life and afraid of death, and Xing Wufeng didn't make things difficult for them.

He slowly looked at Qiu Luochen and Lian Mo, and opened his thin lips lightly: "I never keep useless people by my side, Lian Mo, this is the last time I will show consideration for you." , there is no need to keep this lotus ink.

The reason why Lian Mo was left in the first place was lack of people, and secondly, Lian Mo's martial arts were unfathomable, in order to prevent him from becoming an enemy under the nine sects.

As for Qiu Luochen——

Xing Wufeng paused for a moment, then took a deep look at the young man in white, "Chen'er, since you have concerns, I won't make it difficult for you as a teacher." When he returns, it will be the day to deal with this villain!

On the other side, the city of worry-free.

In the dark and damp underground palace, the handsome young man was dressed in red silk, and lay lazily on the bed. The dark blue silk covered half of his face, making his long and narrow eyes look sinister and evil, with a strange look. Unlike ordinary people.

creak.

The door was slowly pushed open from the outside, the young man turned his face slightly, his red lips curled slightly.

"I heard that he has been here?"