Slag Reconstruction System

Ye Tan walked up to him with a cold face, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the boy on the bed, "You are quite well informed."

Xie Zi lazily brushed her hair, propped up her upper body, her wide sleeves were inadvertently parted to both sides, revealing the blood-stained white gauze inside.

"Did you bring the medicine?" He casually glanced at his broken body.

Hearing this, Ye Tan threw the medicine bottle in his hand to him, "I have already used the best golden sore medicine in Sanssouci Palace on your body."

Caressing the small and delicate body of the bottle with fingertips, Xie Zi seemed a little tired, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Xie Zi, don't forget the deal between you and me." Ye Tan reminded in a cool tone.

The reason why he rescued Xie Zi, who was covered in blood, was to let Xing Wufeng fall into the trap.

"I know, you don't need to remind me." Even though she was living under the fence, Xie Zi still didn't feel weak.

Although Ye Tan could not understand him, in order to catch Xing Wufeng, he had no choice but to agree to cooperate with him.

but--

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, Ye Tan found a chair and sat down, fixed his eyes on the young man, "Teacher for one day, father for life, I'm curious, why do you want to betray Xing Wufeng?"

Betrayal?

Xie Zi leisurely opened his eyes, the brilliance in his eyes flowed, and he suddenly smiled.

"When a person belongs to everyone, then he cannot belong to me. Since I can't get him, I would rather destroy him with my own hands."

The viscous and hoarse tone hides the obvious cruelty, the boy continued lazily with a sullen smile on the corner of his mouth: "The original Xie Zi was too weak, so I killed 'him', now I don't have any weakness .”

"Can't even Xing Wufeng be your weakness?" Ye Tan asked curiously.

Xie Zi raised his eyelids and castrated him, "Yes." He couldn't understand why his past self liked Xing Wufeng so much.

Is it the so-called love?

The young man frowned, and subconsciously touched the position of his heart with his right hand. The place where the heart was originally painful is now numb, and when the wind blows in, it is so empty.

popping.

There were two rounds of applause, and Xie Zi glanced sideways, just in time to see Ye Tan putting down his hands and looking at him with admiration.

"I'm curious as to who turned you into what you are now."

The boy lowered his eyes, "I'm also curious as to who pushed me off the cliff."

"You want revenge?"

"No." Xie Zi replied crisply, "I want to thank him." After a pause, a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "If I don't die, how can I be reborn."

The light in the underground palace flickered on and off, the young man's flirtatious face fell into the shadows, and he looked like a ghost.

Ye Tan also evoked a smile.

"Before you destroy him, he still has a little use for me. When my purpose is achieved, I will hand him over to you. At that time, he will be dead or alive at your disposal."

Xie Zi glanced at him casually, and gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Of course he knew what Ye Tan wanted to do to Xing Wufeng.

But how could he let anyone get his master?

Soon, my dear master, I will make you completely mine.

only myself.

On this side, Xing Wufeng discussed with Chi Yu and the others, and finally decided to go down the mountain early the morning after tomorrow.

He calculated that Mu Xin, Chi Yu, the abstract quartet and others went down the mountain, and Mu Xin and Chi Yu were the only ones who could really be called the main force.And the masters of the nine sects gathered in Sanssouci Palace are by no means comparable to the Iron Sand Sect that was wiped out at the beginning.

Now that he is restrained by force, and the opponent has a large number of people, their chances of winning are not great.

After a discussion, the king was the first to capture the thief. Chi Yu and the abstract group of four were responsible for holding back the members of the Nine Sects, while he and Mu Xin took the opportunity to capture Ye Tan.

As long as Ye Tan is in their hands, this battle will be over by itself.

Time passed leisurely, and it was dark in a blink of an eye.

The night is cold as water.

Perhaps it was because of the upcoming battle tomorrow, Xing Wufeng, who had no force value, felt a little insomnia, and came to the back mountain alone, blowing a cool breeze.

As soon as the cold wind blew, the man closed his eyes, only to feel that his ears were clear and his head was very clear.

When he successfully inherits the quenching process, rescues Xie Zi, and gets clues about Xiao Han, maybe he can leave this ghostly place right away.

Thinking of this, his spirit was shaken, his spirits were full of vigor, and he was looking forward to the coming of tomorrow's battle.

Just as he was concentrating on imagining the beautiful blueprint for the future, there were suddenly rustling footsteps behind him.

He turned his head and saw the person coming, he smiled slightly, "It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

Mu Xin walked to his side and turned his gaze to the mountains in the distance, "Master isn't asleep either."

Xing Wufeng laughed twice, "I feel the room is a bit stuffy, so I went out for a walk." He would not admit that he couldn't sleep because of the war.

The young man was silent for a moment, and said: "Master, don't worry, we will definitely take down Wuyou City smoothly tomorrow."

Hearing this, the man was taken aback for a moment.

Could it be that Mu Xin has the ability to read minds, he said this sentence as if to appease him.

"Ahem, with you here, of course I don't have to worry about being a teacher." Xing Wufeng coughed twice, and replied a little uncomfortably.

Mu Xin smiled but said nothing, his deep eyes silently stared at the man's face.

His gaze was focused and deep, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes, which made Xing Wufeng feel even more uncomfortable.

He is a homosexual, and he is much more sensitive to the actions of the same sex than the opposite sex. Seeing Mu Xin looking at him like this, he couldn't help thinking wildly.

Did Mu Xin fall in love with him too?

Yes, not all the apprentices in the book like Xing Wufeng, even Qiu Luochen fell in love with him later.Of course, the author of the original book was screwed before he could write it there, but the plot must have developed in this way.

Thinking about it this way, Xing Wufeng suddenly felt a little elated and proud.

Although the heartthrob attribute set in the book made him feel ashamed for a while, but the feeling of being admired by so many people is so frankly cool, and it completely conforms to his blind self-confidence of machismo.

In addition, he is the most powerful in the world, and all of his apprentices are beautiful men. If he can't return to modern times in the future, then he has so many beautiful men, and being Wei Xiaobao is not bad.

Of course, the premise is that he is Gong!

"Master, what are you laughing at?"

Mu Xin's slightly weird words came from beside him, Xing Wufeng touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, and regained his senses.

"Um, as a teacher, I am very happy when I think of tomorrow's big victory, ha ha, happy."

Hearing this, the boy closed his eyes.

Is it a happy smile?Why did he feel that the master's smile just now was a bit wretched?

"It's getting late, and you're tired from being a teacher, so you should go back early and rest."

The nervousness and worry dissipated, and Xing Wufeng looked at Mu Xin with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, master." Mu Xin bowed his head and said gently.

The two walked back side by side, and when they reached the intersection, Xing Wufeng stopped and glanced at the wound on the boy's body, "Is your injury better?"

"Thank you, master, for your concern. It's much better now." The boy replied with a low eyebrow.

"That's good." Xing Wufeng nodded, "See you tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Mu Xin nodded lightly, watched the man enter the room before turning and leaving.

In this room, Xing Wufeng closed the door, climbed onto the bed accompanied by the faint candlelight, and was about to extinguish the candlelight when suddenly a hand wrapped around his waist from behind.

His body froze, and the next moment, hot breath sprayed on his ears.

"Master, where did you go just now? I have been waiting for you in the room for a long time."

This kid Chi Yu, why does he love to climb on his bed at every turn?

Xing Wufeng closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled away the boy's hand on his waist, "Yu'er, it's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

The young man refused to follow him, and relied on his brute force to hold the man in his arms again, and pressed his hot lips to his ear, "Master, it's so cold to sleep alone, can you help me warm?"

As he spoke, he ignited Xing Wufeng's body with both hands irregularly.

Xing Wufeng blushed instantly, and grabbed the young man's hands forcefully.

"Quickly let go of Teacher Wei, as Teacher Wei just came back from outside, the cold air on your body will pass over to you."

"I won't let go." The young man said willfully, "As long as I hug Master, my body will automatically heat up. If you don't believe me, you can touch it?"