Slag Reconstruction System

Xing Wufeng thought of something and jumped up from the bed suddenly.

Too bad, is Qiu Luochen still staying in Wuyou City?

Originally, he felt that he had four apprentices, and that Xiao Han's real body would never fall on Qiu Luochen's head, so he felt at ease and dumped Qiu Luochen, a traitor.

But now the system tells him that there is more than one Xiao Han, which means that Qiu Luochen also has a quarter chance.

Thinking of this, Xing Wufeng thought helplessly, what evil did he do in his previous life.

I think so, but I can't really let Qiu Luochen fend for himself.

What if Qiu Luochen died and the system made him pay with his life?

Oops, I really lost my head just now, I really shouldn't have the intention of harming others.

Xing Wufeng turned around in a hurry, walked back and forth in the house several times, and finally stopped, planning to go to Wuyou City again to bring Qiu Luochen back.

Walking to the door and pulling it open, Mu Xin, dressed in white, stood quietly at the door.

"master."

"Xin'er." Xing Wufeng still felt a little embarrassed when facing Mu Xin, but after thinking that Mu Xin might also be one of Xiao Han, that bit of embarrassment disappeared miraculously.

Mu Xin's gaze fell on the man's hurried face, he paused, and said softly: "Master, I brought you the chicken soup that I just made. You just came back, so you should make it up."

This voice like spring wind and rain fell into Xing Wufeng's ears, which strangely calmed his impatience.

Yes, why is he in a hurry?

Isn't it just one life? Anyway, he still has seven lives, and it would not be a pity to die another one.

And Qiu Luochen would betray him sooner or later, if he wasn't Xiao Han, he would die if he died.What's more, there are people from the Nine Schools in Wuyou City, if Qiu Luochen really colludes with them, he can take this opportunity to take off Qiu Luochen's hypocrisy.

After thinking about it, Xing Wufeng felt that he still made money, so he relaxed and smiled softly at Mu Xin, "Xin'er is still caring."

Mu Xin was taken aback for a moment, seeing the man smiling at him again, the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a smile.

"This is what disciples should do."

Xing Wufeng retreated to the room, Mu Xin put the chicken soup on the nanmu table, and waited quietly.

The man picked up the spoon and took a mouthful of the soup. Just as he was about to put it to his mouth, the young man said softly, "Master, be careful."

Xing Wufeng paused, opened his eyelids and glanced at Mu Xin, and saw the young man's expression was soft, his eyes glistening with warmth and beauty like jade.

My heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Xing Wufeng couldn't help thinking of Xiao Han who was silent and even a little gloomy.

Compared with Xiao Han, Mu Xin's temperament is undoubtedly much more pleasing, considerate and warm, but not clinging, and he is a good candidate for a lover.

He couldn't help looking at Mu Xin twice more, with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

Mu Xin, could it be Xiao Han?

"Master, why do you look at me like that?"

Mu Xin seemed a little uncomfortable being looked at by Xing Wufeng, and reached out to touch his cheek, "Is there something on my face?"

Hearing the boy's slightly silly words, Xing Wufeng smiled suddenly, shook his head, "No." After a pause, he lowered his voice, and said in a soft and gentle tone: "I just realized now that Xin'er looks so good-looking. "

Mu Xin obviously didn't expect Xing Wufeng to say such a sentence, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were a little dazed for a moment.

Soon, he came back to his senses, smiled lightly, and reminded: "Master, if you don't drink the soup, it will be cold."

Xing Wufeng looked at the crispy and delicious chicken soup stewed in the bowl, picked up the spoon again and put it to his mouth, took a sip, and sighed: "Xin'er, your cooking skills are still so good."

He wants to add another advantage to Mu Xin, that is, he can cook.

In real life, Mu Xin is simply a perfect lover.

A layer of dreamlike mist could not help filling his eyes, Xing Wufeng was immersed in fantasy, with a smile on his mouth, and a layer of soft light on his serious face.

Mu Xin narrowed his eyes, smiled and said: "If the master likes to eat the food I cook, the disciple is willing to cook for you every day in the future."

The young man's voice flowed into Xing Wufeng's ears softly like water, like a ray of light ironing into his heart.

Xing Wufeng smiled slightly and said: "There are three surviving groups to do the cooking. If you can cook me a meal once in a while, I will be satisfied."

The man's smile is extremely pure, not as hidden as before.

Mu Xin vaguely felt that the man's attitude towards him had changed subtly, he opened his mouth slightly, and said hesitantly: "Master, the last time I wounded you..."

He didn't continue talking because he saw the man's face slowly sinking.

When Xing Wufeng heard Mu Xin mention what happened last time, he felt upset.

Looking at the young man's guilty and anxious expression, he was silent, and said slowly; "I don't remember that matter anymore." He looked at the young man firmly, "From now on, you only need to know what to do and what to do. It’s okay to do what you shouldn’t.”

Mu Xin saw the stern look in the man's eyes, pursed his lips, lowered his head and said: "I understand, I will know how to measure."

When Xing Wufeng heard this, he smiled slightly.

"Very well, I know you are a good boy." The man narrowed his eyes slightly, "Among so many apprentices, I like you the most."

like him?

Mu Xin closed his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was gentle and warm.

……

Xing Wufeng took a nap in the room for a while, and after recovering enough energy, he got up and went to the woodshed.

He had already issued an order earlier that no one was allowed to approach the demolished house, and he was worried that Xie Zi would use some demon to confuse others.

Hearing the movement, Xie Zi raised his head lazily, and the iron chains on his hands and feet made clanking sounds with his movements.

There is no way, Xing Wufeng was afraid that Xie Zi would break free from the immortal rope, so he was handcuffed on Lingyun Palace's Zhenshan treasure vajra iron chain.

"Master, it's hard for you to mobilize so many people in order to trap me, even using diamond iron chains."

There was some sarcasm in the young man's voice, Xing Wufeng pretended he didn't hear it, and said kindly, "Zi'er, I'm here to bring you food."

"Oh?" Xie Zi said with a mocking smile, "I am so lucky to be able to let the master personally deliver the meals for me."

Listening to his sarcastic words, Xing Wufeng frowned, "Zi'er, you did such a thing to me, I didn't kill you with my own hands, I have done my best to you."

Although it was only inserted for three seconds, the shame of chrysanthemum bleeding still made him angry every time he thought about it.

Listening to the voice, Xie Zi identified the direction of Xing Wufeng, and said to him with his face: "If you give me another chance, I will still possess you without hesitation."

"you……"

Xing Wufeng had blue veins on his forehead, he endured and endured, and finally stepped forward, reached out and stuffed the bun in Xie Zi's mouth, and blocked his mouth by the way.

The current Xie Zi is not cute at all, and every time he says something, he can always vomit blood in anger.

He would rather have the former Xie Zi who was weak in heart and good at making up brains, than the vicious and perverted Xie Zi now.

Thinking of Xie Zi back then, Xing Wufeng couldn't help flashing a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

Xie Zi spat out the buns in her mouth, although she was blindfolded, her smile was still evil.

"Master, the way you trembled under me is really lovable. Seeing you lying under me and showing a fragile expression at that time, I wanted to use my strength to bully you and make you cry in my arms." .”

Xing Wufeng was furious, "Shut up."

Xie Zi didn't agree with him, and still spit out filthy words from her beautiful mouth, "Master, your body is wet and hot, I really want to die in your body and feed you full Yes." After a pause, he called him master again, with a soft tone, "Master, I will never forget that night between us, I promise, it was not the only time between us, and we will have many more in the future Second-rate."

Xing Wufeng listened quietly, and when he finished speaking, he laughed angrily: "If it depends on your three seconds, I think it's better not to have it."

As soon as the words were finished, the young man's face changed, and the breath around him instantly froze, cold to the bone.

"Master, do you think my skills are not good?" His expression was extremely cold and cold, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was blooming faintly like a mandala flower.

Because Xie Zi is very likely to be Xiao Han, Xing Wufeng can't do anything to him for the time being, so he can only talk about it.

So he continued to sarcastically mercilessly: "You do have self-knowledge. With such a bad technology and such a short period of time, I don't think there are many people in the world."

As he spoke, he spoke more and more vigorously, and continued: "Do you know how bad that night was for me? It only lasted three seconds. You are really embarrassing me. I just hope that the memory of that night Erase it all, and never remember it again."

The boy listened silently, the smile on his face had long since disappeared.

When the man took a break to breathe, he gently opened his lips and said, "Master, I'm sorry for leaving you with bad memories that night. This time, this disciple will definitely extend the time to serve you well and do my best." Everything can make the master feel happy."

Words were squeezed out of the young man's mouth, and Xing Wufeng was about to speak, when a strong wind came towards him, only hearing the crackling sound, the vajra iron chain on the young man's body unexpectedly split open.