Gu Dongfang, the proud one

Even though there is a layer of obscene clothes, you can see the well-proportioned back and flesh in front of you, the texture is beautiful, the sweat drips, the clothes are slightly see-through, Gu Zhaoyang's throat moves slightly, and he holds his breath.

The slender needle pierced through the soaked underwear at a strange angle, stabbing down slowly, the index finger and thumb twisted slightly, and opened a vein again.

Gu Zhaoyang concentrated on it, using a small amount of internal force to twist between the needles, sweat dripped down his green face, and then drenched on Dongfang Bubai's back.

"Concentrate on luck and perform meritorious deeds." Gu Zhaoyang said succinctly.

Vigorous internal force is derived from the top of the needle, and the dantian, which has been oppressed for a long time, is empty, but it is extremely relaxed.Dongfang Bubai closed his eyes, got up and crossed his legs, turned his heart to the sky, and followed the sunflower scriptures to run around the sky, and his internal energy was lost faster.

The acupuncture was done, and Gu Zhaoyang was about to detect his pulse, when he suddenly felt a few needles on the eight extra meridians shaking sharply, knowing it, he turned over and got out of bed, and took a few steps back, not long after, there was an invisible force around Dongfang Bubai The air suddenly swayed, and the fragments of the bed curtain immediately flew everywhere.

Dongfang Bubai stood among the ruins and slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, Gu Zhaoyang thought he saw a radiant glow.

"Sorry." The man smiled slightly, "I just couldn't control it."

This is much better than what he had imagined. The so-called internal strength is the method of promoting qi. Starting from the dantian, qi flows through specific meridians.Qi is true qi, and internal force is the warm current that gathers in the pubic region after the true qi performs exercises.

Each kung fu operates in different ways. If you want to abolish your kung fu, if you accidentally take one step, you will be completely paralyzed. The best way is to find an expert to seal off the meridians of the kung fu, so that the true energy will no longer follow the established track. It is a peerless martial art. Which one does not need to have a smooth flow of veins?He originally thought that from then on he would devote himself to studying the way of swordsmanship, use his strength to break through his energy, and finally become a righteous method, but who would have thought that this idiot Gu would have some skills.

Running a wisp of true qi in the hundred meridians, as expected, the track of the Sunflower Treasure is no longer there, and those meridians are as unobstructed as a newborn baby.

If he ran into a martial arts senior at this time, he might abduct Dongfang as an apprentice even if he was crying and making trouble.

Innate martial arts, rough jade and pure gold.

Gu Zhaoyang stared blankly at Dongfang Bubai, his cheeks were flushed, and the obsession in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"Okay, what are you doing standing there stupidly? Isn't there a medicinal bath?" Dongfang Bubai picked up the clothes on the ground, looked at them, raised his eyebrows, and threw them back where they were.

"Let's go." Dongfang Bubai said, wiped off the sweat on his forehead with a wave of his hand, and walked towards the door.

Gu Zhaoyang was startled, and quickly said: "Brother Dongfang, don't move, wait, I, I'll get the clothes!"

Isn't the medicinal bath room directly opposite?Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows, but said nothing, took the clothes and tied them up.

Gu Zhaoyang heaved a sigh of relief, only the big brother Dongfang, who was soaked in obscene clothes...he didn't want to be seen by others!

After this tossing, it was late in the evening, when Gu Zhaoyang came out of the medicated bath room, his whole body was shaking, and the blood on his face did not fade throughout the whole afternoon.

To avoid getting in the way, Tong Baixiong went out for a stroll early in the morning, and now he bumped into Gu Zhaoyang, who was walking weakly, and asked about the situation of Dongfang Bubai. Let's go!"

Gu Zhaoyang nodded with crooked eyebrows, and seeing Tong Baixiong rushing to congratulate him, he hurriedly said: "Brother Dongfang took the medicine and fell asleep, Brother Tong will go see him tomorrow."

"Ah!" Tong Baixiong was taken aback, "But I just sent a message to the right envoy, and I want to see Brother Dongfang later..."

Gu Zhaoyang frowned, "Is it Xiang Wentian?"

Tong Baixiong scratched his head, "I thought that the teacher would just go to the right to give us Fenglei Hall a good reputation, so I agreed."

Gu Zhaoyang is full of complexities, Xiang Wentian is Ren Woxing's number one loyalist, what is the difference between him wanting to see Big Brother Dongfang and Ren Woxing wanting to see Big Brother Dongfang?

Counting the days, leaving aside the accident of the two of them going back in time, I am afraid that Brother Dongfang is going to... from the palace, so Ren Woxing sent Xiang Wentian to test it out?

"Brother Tong, did you tell me about me?" Gu Zhaoyang asked.

Tong Baixiong waved his hand, "Then how can it be? Brother Gu is so tightly guarded here, I'm afraid he came here to hide from his enemies. Without Brother Gu's consent, I won't say a word!"

Before Gu Zhaoyang breathed out, the porter came to report, "Young master, there is someone outside who claims to ask for an interview with Wentian."

Looking at Tong Baixiong's innocent face, Gu Zhaoyang suddenly had the urge to work hard to practice martial arts in order to kick him away in the future.

"Let him wait! Ben, young master, master, want, first, bath, bath!" Gu Zhaoyang gritted his teeth.

The concierge backed away with a wooden face. Seriously, if you have ever seen a scene where a large number of dignitaries, martial arts masters, rich businessmen and wealthy businessmen are crying and shouting and walking on their knees, but the master and son can't get a turn back from the master, you will realize that The young master has a much better temper than the master.

Tong Baixiong fell on the spot, scratched his head, and made a serious decision: go back to sleep!

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On the moon is the tip of the willow, and at night the peach blossom branches.

Xiang Wentian changed the tea cup in his hand six or seven times, no matter how good-tempered a person could be, he couldn't help being so negligent, Xiang Wentian endured and endured, and finally couldn't help saying: "If the master has already fallen asleep, just teach Hall Master Dongfang came to see me, why bother to let me dry?"

The pretty little girl glanced at him lightly, and smiled sweetly, "The young master is changing clothes, can't you wait?"

Ignoring the faint contempt in her words, this soft and coquettish voice is quite useful, Xiang Wentian took a sip of tea, and decided not to care about her magnanimously.

After waiting for another moment, Xiang Wentian frowned and said, "Your master is still not well?"

"Yo yo yo, which master is here? Look at our Xiao Zhaoyang, he was scared, huh." A strange laughter resounded high and low, and just after the end, an invisible strong wind flew obliquely, approaching Xiang Wentian Face to face.

Xiang Wentian's eyes sharpened sharply, knowing that he would be unable to hide if he was defenseless, his hands immediately turned into phantoms, and he leaned towards the little maid beside him like a dragon, who would have thought that a sudden pain in his palm would be like being burned by fire? Suddenly, in a flash, the strong wind had arrived, hitting his chest impartially, Xiang Wentian's face turned pale, and blood oozes from the corners of his lips.

The little maid slowly brushed off her sleeves, her smile still sweet.

Xiang Wentian stretched out his hands and saw that his palms were as black as death.

"Women are poison, regardless of age." Wuyou said seriously.

"You, you are the poisonous girl Li Hualan!" Xiang Wentian exclaimed.

The little girl pouted, "My guest, what are you looking at? That's my grandma. And Master Wuyou is really bad, Xu'er don't like you anymore!"

Wuyou looked up at the sky with a serious face, pretending to be concerned about the country and the people.

Cold sweat was dripping on Xiang Wentian's forehead, he cupped his hands and said: "Xiang Wentian from the Sun Moon God Sect, I don't know where I offended the two of you, and I apologize to Wentian first."

Wuyou glanced at the seat behind Xiang Wentian, and curled his thin lips lightly, "When you come to someone's house as a guest, you don't know the rules, so you sit in the second seat. Is this the rule of the Sun Moon God Sect?"

Yaowang Village is the same as Yaowang Valley, the main seat is always vacant for the master, and the young master always takes the second seat when receiving people and entertaining guests. How shameful is it for Xiang Wentian to sit on it with a polite and reluctant appearance?

Even if those who don't know are innocent, but the second seat of ordinary people is also for entertaining distinguished guests, let me make it up, Xiang Wentian is a pawn, is it worthy to sit?

Xiang Wentian never thought it would be such a reason, and his face turned pale for a while, thinking that he was a majestic envoy of the gods, where did he not hug each other, how had he ever suffered such humiliation?It's just that the poison in the palm has not been cleared...

Xiang Wentian endured it, cupped his hands and said: "It's Xiang's fault, please hold your hands high."

Xu'er smiled sweetly and said: "You took advantage of others, as long as you have a good hand, if you let my grandma know, you have to stay as a flower fertilizer."

Gu Zhaoyang happened to enter the door, and when he heard this, he was very depressed, it's a lie!How could a person who was poisoned to death be a flower fertilizer!

"Are you Xiang Wentian?" Gu Zhaoyang sat down on the second seat with his hair loose, and raised his eyes slightly.

If he couldn't see who was in charge, Xiang Wentian's life would be in vain. He restrained his expression and said with a little respect: "Sun Moon God Sect Xiang Wentian has met... little master?"

Gu Zhaoyang saw Xiang Wentian's fear of Wuyou and Xu'er, snorted lightly, and said with airs: "I heard that you want to see my big brother Dongfang?"

A dark light flashed in Xiang Wentian's eyes, and a wry smile appeared on his face at the right time, "Yes, but just now Xiang did not understand the rules and offended the two adults in the family, one person does things and the other is in charge, I just hope that the young master will not be with me. Brother Dongfang is in trouble."

Ah bah bah bah!who is your brotherGu Zhaoyang pursed his lips slightly, suppressing what he almost blurted out.

Xiang Wentian only felt that his right palm didn't respond, as if it belonged to someone else, his face turned paler, "Young master?"

There is an iron rule in Yaowang Valley, people don't hurt themselves, they don't hurt others, even if it is a devil.In his previous life, he was captured by mistake and sucked dry by Ren Woxing's palm. According to this rule, he can be regarded as revenge for Big Brother Dongfang, right?

Gu Zhaoyang returned to his senses, glanced at Xiang Wentian coldly, and nodded to Xu'er.

Xiang Wentian understood the medicine, applied it immediately, and felt his palms getting warmer, so he breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his hands to Gu Zhaoyang, "Young master is benevolent, thank you so much, I just wonder how my Dongfang brother is doing now? Since he disappeared that day, the whole church has been worried about him."

With his thoughts turned, Gu Zhaoyang frowned slightly and said: "He is injured, and he can't get out of bed for a few days, and he can't see the wind. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him."

"How could it be?" Xiang Wentian asked suspiciously, "Just now the Vice-Chairman Caitong said Brother Dongfang is doing well."

Gu Zhaoyang snorted coldly: "How could he be like this? You know it in your own mind. Tell the leader of your sect that you don't have to worry about him."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and walked outside.

Xiang Wentian was about to say something, but Wuyou snorted, "Don't want to leave? Want to stay? Do you want me to accompany you?"

At this time, Xiang Wentian's chest was still aching, so he didn't dare to say more, so he left in a hurry.