Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Master?? You are crazy! Let go!!"

"Don't be impulsive, you can't kill her, at least not yet."

This is the first time Yu Fuchen saw Feng Changhuan's distressed appearance after he lost his ghost pupils. The bandages on his head were in a mess, like rice dumplings scattered in a pot and boiled into a pot of porridge. His expression was flustered, and his face was still stained with blood. , so not down and out.

He wanted to complain, but he couldn't speak. He was very afraid that opening his mouth would reveal his inner wavering, so he said with restraint, "Master...what did you do to yourself?"

Feng Changhuan didn't answer, turned around and looked at Mu Xiyue, who was holding the wound on her left arm, with a distorted expression of pain, and stretched out her hand to her, clearly asking for something.

"Is this a threat?"

"It's to get back what I deserve before you die."

"Heh...Feng Zhinan, you are really a greedy ghost, you are so greedy to ask for two rewards for one Nether Ghost Eye!"

Facing the almost hysterical villain, Feng Changhuan asked in a deep voice, "Or do you want to give up the only way to survive now?"

Even though his hands were bloody and bloody from being cut by the sharp blade, he still pretended to be indifferent and stood with his hands behind his back. He couldn't tell whether it was to restore his image and face that had disappeared, or he simply didn't want to let the people who were forced to watch A certain little wild wolf feels distressed.

Yu Fuchen was on the sidelines anxiously, because the man was too excited to interrupt the conversation, Luan Dao threatened Mu Xiyue, and for a moment he didn't know whether to press harder or give in.

In the moment of entanglement, Mu Xiyue waved her hand. Although Yu Fuchen expected that she would not submit to defeat obediently, he did not expect that the inhalation of the dust into his lungs would cause severe stinging pain, which made him dizzy for a moment, and then violently His anger soared, and he was on the verge of losing his mind.

Feng Changhuan didn't expect that Mu Xiyue, who was cornered, would jump over the wall in a hurry, and it was a step too late to stop him. The Luan knife, which always showed its sharpness to others, was pointed at him.

Yu Fuchen, with his long hair loose, was a bit more mad than usual. When he looked at people with cold eyes, it was indeed creepy. He exuded evil spirits all over his body, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly, obviously restraining his emotions.

Seeing him like this, Mu Xiyue, who had succeeded in her scheme, straightened her back, squinted at Feng Chang and smiled triumphantly.

And Zong Jie, who stayed on the sidelines and never dared to act rashly, finally made a move. Seeing Feng Changhuan being pressed against the cheek by the tip of the knife all the way up, although he couldn't see the mystery of Yu Fuchen's sudden temperament change, he still had the consciousness to take action .

Seeing the two intersecting saber lights flashing in front of him, Zongjie, who was still afraid of poisonous insects just now, stood in front of Feng Changhuan, holding the two sabers in front of him and facing backwards, looking directly at the strange coldness in Yu Fuchen's eyes. The posture of fighting to the death.

This situation made Yu Fuchen panic for a moment, and he patted his forehead trying to wake himself up, but unfortunately, his rationality could not get rid of the fog that surrounded his heart, and he was even more trapped in it.

Mu Xiyue hooked Yu Fuchen, who was unconscious, in her arms, and teased his chin playfully, as if treating an obedient pet.

"Did you see, it's him... that 'good master' who erased your past memories and forced you to live under the strange eyes of others, aren't you angry? Don't you hate? He is in front of you now Just like the fish on the chopping board, there is no power to fight back, so why show mercy to him? He is your heart knot, if you untie it, there will be nothing to hold you back in the future, Xiao Zhier, hurry up... ..."

Yu Fuchen, who was bewitched by her, couldn't help himself, his eyes were emptied in her seductive words, and he obeyed her orders. Thinking about it, even if Mu Xiyue ordered him to stab a sharp knife into his chest at this moment, Yu Fuchen would have nothing to do with it. Do not hesitate.

It's not that Feng Changhuan is angry, nor is he in a hurry, but as Mu Xiyue said, at this moment, he is a fish and a man is a knife, and acting rashly is only hurting others and himself.

He bit his lip unwillingly, stared at the villain who was laying hands on his lover with the only remaining black eyes, and was speechless.

He had to wait until Zongsuke raised his elbow to poke his chest before choking out a word.

"You promised to hand over the jade broken smoke antidote, how can you go back on your word?"

"Yo, the eloquent Mr. Fahua sometimes has a bad tongue? You exchanged the ghost pupil for Yu Xingzhi's life. I did let Lingxi's men show mercy and let him live, didn't I? You are insatiable, you just want to push your limits!!"

A clumsy person can't beat her sophistry, but who is Feng Changhuan? In the past, he was well-known in the cultivation world, a well-known hooligan who would never use his mouth as long as he could do it. Eyes, it doesn't look imposing, but as long as he can take half a point first, he will never wait for someone to ride on his head.

"Poisonous woman..."

"What did you say?!"

"The most appropriate way to treat a poisonous woman like you is to treat her as a person!!"

Zong Jie only thought that Feng Changhuan wanted to fight back with strength, and even used a knife to demonstrate for others to cover, but in fact it was unnecessary.

In order to get back Yu Fuchen who was bewitched by Mu Xiyue, Feng Changhuan didn't care too much, even discarded the last life-saving talisman, bit his fingertips, drew a formation out of thin air, and clasped his hands together in his palms.

Along with the reciting of the mantra, the sound of Qingming Buddha came from afar, gradually entered the ears, and cleansed the hearts of the people.

"Yuehua's technique? Xiao Chen hates you to the bone, how could..."

Mu Xiyue was surprised for a moment, she didn't notice the long arrow flying behind her, it was caught off guard and pierced through her heart and lungs, the pain was unbearable, no matter how hard she was to control Yu Fuchen in her arms.

Losing the owner's control, the restless Gu worms in Yu Fuchen's body subsided, the gossip in his heart that could drive people crazy stopped abruptly, and his consciousness suddenly became clear.

"Master!!"

Fortunately, his first sentence was not someone else.

Feng Changhuan, who had received a little comfort, was exhausted physically and mentally, and his spiritual power was weak, so he couldn't resist the backlash of the spell. He gushed a mouthful of blood on the spot, and was caught in his arms the moment he fell.

How could Yu Fuchen care about Mu Xiyue, what he has committed in the past will become a debt of conscience in the future, knowing that he will eventually owe him another sum, he wants to scold him for being stupid, but he can't bear to say it.

"Master..."

"I'm sorry, you know you made a mistake, so dare to do it next time."

Fearing that he would be devastated because of this, Feng Changhuan took the lead in saying this.

It's a rare sensational moment, and the taste of being disturbed by him has changed. Zong Jie thinks he is redundant. Seeing that Mu Xiyue is seriously injured and still desperately trying to escape from the palace, he simply chases after her to get an excuse to run away.

The master and apprentice looked at each other silently, Yu Fuchen reached out several times to touch Feng Changhuan's right eye covered by the bandage, but he was afraid that the truth would be difficult for him to accept, so he didn't have the courage to confirm it.

"Don't be too sad, Guitong doesn't have any good memories for us, if you lose it, you lose it."

"Are you stupid! This kind of thing can also be traded with others. Could it be that someday someone threatens you with me, and you will obediently chop pickled sauce claws for others?!"

Matters of principle will not be easily dispelled, Feng Changhuan's consolation for a long time has no effect, and he is discouraged with frustration, bows his head without saying a word and is outnumbered, and he can't tell who is the elder.

Knowing that the little wild wolf was so excited because he cared, Feng Changhuan endured it silently, but he was clearly taught a lesson but felt that happiness would bloom in his heart, and instead of seeing him disappointed, the corners of his mouth became more and more raised.

Unable to exert all his strength against the piece of soft cotton flower, Yu Fuchen's dissatisfaction dissipated along with the man's smirk, and he hugged the man he had lost and recovered several times, and heaved a long sigh.

The man didn't resist, and buried it obediently in his chest.

"Okay, it's my fault, I won't do it next time."

"No, it's my fault. If I can control myself, Master doesn't have to take risks for me."

"You...you know?"

"Not yet, but I can make a guess."

In Jiuyin Island, which is good at using Gu poison, it is not surprising even if there is any poison that can control the mind, plus the jade broken smoke that has been mentioned several times in the population.

Yu Fuchen rubbed his fingers on the ground, rubbed the light-colored dust left on the ground, and mixed it with the foul-smelling mucus left by a large piece of poisonous insects just now, and the peculiar smell emitted was disgusting.

"This thing can magnify the evil thoughts and violence in my heart, and force me to be controlled by the demons. I am the same as the master who had a dual personality before. It's just that I can't compare with you, and I don't have a good conscience. Annihilation, I will definitely fall into the devil, and then..."

Yu Fuchen hesitated.

He didn't dare to think deeply about how Master would choose if that day came, whether to sacrifice himself for the sake of innocent people, or to be an enemy of the whole world for himself.

In the past, there was no suspense about this question. That person had a law and a bottom line that would not be shaken by foreign objects. If he caused a disaster, he would definitely not show mercy.

But under the poisonous miasma of the isolated island, the seemingly real dream made him have another kind of bold guess, maybe...

Feng Changhuan raised his head, pressed against his forehead, and kissed his face actively.

"Don't worry, even if Jiuyin Island is destroyed, Master will find an antidote for you. Don't push yourself too hard. If you promise, Master will never leave you again. Umbrella, there are also people who are willing to get wet with you."

"In this case, wouldn't I be able to do something bold?"

"Don't be too happy, you will have to pay back sooner or later the advantage you took."

"Then I'll give you a kiss, and Master will beg for another kiss, and it will be fine~"

"You!! Shameless..."

Yu Fuchen was pushed away giggling, staring at the empty eye sockets covered by the bandages, the pain in his heart increased rather than diminished.

The more Feng Changhuan looked calm and breezy, the sadder he felt, and he hugged the man back with his backhand, wrapping his knees around the man's waist tightly, not allowing him to run around.

"From now on, don't leave my side. If I can't see you, I will teach you a lesson when I find you. If you don't believe me, you can try it!!"

"Oh? The more I say this, the more I want to try it. How many days will I not be able to get out of bed this time?"

Hearing the increasingly defiant conversation between the two, Zong Jie, with his newly injured face across his face, was in a dilemma. He wanted to go forward to tell the truth, but he was afraid that his abruptness would ruin other people's good deeds, so his anxious gestures of sign language all had phantoms.

Feng Changhuan yawned: "Is this in a hurry to release the water and can't find the bottle?"

Yu Fuchen drooled: "It's telling me not to feel sorry for Master tonight, and push harder to the end."

Zong Jie silently denied Sanlian: "..."

No, I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense...

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