Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

At daybreak, the Prince's Mansion has become a place of refuge for thousands of people. A large number of refugees poured into the barrier to seek shelter. The surviving men, women and children crowded in a corner far away from the barrier, crying everywhere and disturbing people's minds.

Ming Gongshang tried his best to calm down, stood at the eye of the formation to maintain the form of an enchantment, strengthened the defensive strength, and blocked the Gu monsters who tried to break into the mansion.

Xuannan almost returned to the Prince's Mansion with Yu Fuchen and the two of them. Both sides were more or less disappointed. His face was pale, and he couldn't relieve the severe dizziness caused by blood loss. He had no choice but to retreat temporarily. He bandaged the knife wound on his wrist extremely slowly, obviously powerless, he almost rolled his eyes and passed out.

Seeing this, Bai Zhezhou placed Xia Yu Fuchen, took the initiative to pull the man's injured arm, tore off the cloth strips that he had wrapped indiscriminately, and put a new bandage on him.

"Why do you have to work so hard? Your strength alone is limited. If you want to burn jade and stone together, even if you don't consider yourself, please think about the people of Xuewu City. Without you, they will still die."

XuanNan smiled, stroking Bai Zhezhou's head, feeling distressed for some reason, propped himself up and leaned forward, rubbing his chin against his forehead.

"I know you feel sorry for the little monk, but for those who are dissatisfied with what they want, we haven't done enough."

As soon as the words fell, the people who were afraid to speak up suddenly came in groups of threes and twos, asking aggressively.

"Why don't we get rid of the monster that killed my family! It does a lot of evil, shouldn't it be dead?"

"That's right! My family's family property that has been passed down for three generations has also been destroyed. Who will compensate me for these losses!!"

"My son...he is only seven years old, and his arm was bitten off by a monster, how will he live in the future...you give back my son's hand! Come back!!!"

The crowd was so excited that it was difficult to control the situation for a while, if it wasn't for Bai Zhezhou guarding him, Xuannan would be swallowed alive at this moment.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If the holy monk hadn't sacrificed himself to fight against the Gu monster, you are all innocent souls who died in vain at this moment. How can you accuse him of not doing enough?"

Bai Zhezhou alone was no match for many people, his rebuttal was buried under the sound of everyone's saliva, and it was almost inaudible.

XuanNan shook his head and patted him on the shoulder, without saying much, but his eyes conveyed a kind of emotion that he had never shown before.

At that time, Bai Zhezhou didn't understand what it meant, and he didn't understand until after the man dedicated himself to the righteous way that it was compassion for the common people.

Seeing Xuannan remained silent, several mob leaders rushed to Ming Gongshang again, pushed away the guards guarding him, punched Ming Gongshang who was already wounded on the leg, and almost let him go. The enchantment maintained by the chain.

Caught off guard by a blow, Ming Gongshang returned to his senses and opened his eyes, but his actions were not to argue with others, but to put his own spiritual flow into the dome of the enchantment again, even though the corners of his mouth were bruised and bleeding, he still did not rush to explain.

It seemed that the crown prince who used to be aloof had become the best punching bag, the mob was about to lift his foot to kick his injured leg, when he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and it was the injured Yu Fuchen who shot them back.

"Don't make trouble for no reason, or throw you out to feed the Gu demon."

"What are you so proud of! As a prince, he should have protected us ordinary people. If he can't do it, he is incompetent!! Why should he only set up an enchantment for his own mansion? If it covers the entire Snow Misty City, I will control My home for many years will not be destroyed... My daughter-in-law who just got married..."

Ming Gongshang knew very well that the people were innocent, and that he suffered such a disaster because he was unable to protect them well, so he had nothing to say about it, and he was willing to accept it without saying a word, whether it was complaints or fists.

But Yu Fuchen was different, without the hearing-aiding Gu, he couldn't hear the people's cries and howls, he only saw a group of unreasonable villains taking advantage of the fire to rob, and his answers were all wrong.

"You can't bully others just because he looks like a mother, after all, he is also your mortal prince, don't you want to lose face?"

"He... I don't care! He has to compensate me for my loss, and my daughter-in-law who was eaten by a monster just after I passed the door. That's my savings for half my life... Osmanthus fragrans! You It's a terrible death..."

"We can't do anything about the Gu monster. Killing one will regenerate two. No one can do anything about it. You are so capable of hurting people, why don't you go out and try it yourself?"

Hearing what he said, everyone was afraid that they would become the rations of Gu monsters, no one dared to speak out, they all retreated to the corners where they had been sheltered before, not daring to take a breath, for fear that those dead bodies on the street would be their end.

Seeing that the troublemakers had subsided, everyone's expressions were not very good. Yu Fuchen, who was worried about Feng Changhuan, nodded to Ming Gongshang, and ran to Fengyue Bieyuan before he even had time to ask the latter how the situation was, drawing a cry of helplessness sigh.

"You really haven't left me any room in your heart..."

Seeing that Feng Changhuan was safe and sound waiting in the barrier he had drawn, Yu Fuchen couldn't wait to step forward, pushed away the meat that was in the way, and hugged the man back to his room.

Excited by his bold actions, her face turned red, and she was about to scold him when she saw some dark red in his hair.

Feng Changhuan held his face in his hands, closed his eyes and pressed against his forehead, feeling very distressed.

"It's still a new injury. If I knew it was like this, I shouldn't have let you out."

"I'm sorry, Master, but now I can't hear the sound again."

This matter can't be hidden for too long, so I simply admit my mistake first.

Seeing Yu Fuchen's aggrieved and dejected appearance, Feng Changhuan couldn't bear to blame him, so he invited a maid to re-bandage his wound, and stopped him from running around. Just like he used to hold the wolf cub when he was young.

"Master..."

"Ah."

"You saved my life again today, and I haven't figured out how to repay you... Now that we've all lost the lottery, there are very few people who can fight for Snowmist City. I'm really afraid that we won't be able to stop us The calamity of these people... These people are innocent, as soon as I close my eyes, I seem to be able to see countless evil spirits and fierce ghosts coming to claim my life, Master..."

He murmured incoherently like a child, knowing that he was afraid of what happened today, Feng Changhuan hugged him tighter, and patted his back as comfort.

"It's not your fault. Don't be afraid, with Master by your side, go to sleep with peace of mind."

With Rebirth Gu quietly repairing his injuries in his body, Yu Fuchen quickly fell into a dream and slept peacefully in Feng Changhuan's arms.

Seeing that he was sleeping well, Feng Changhuan couldn't help but smile, and secretly kissed the man's cold lips at the moment.

"Taking advantage of me for so many years, it's time for me to give you a good hug..."

When the sun was high, Buyinlou pushed open the door of the room, just in time to see Yu Fuchen wrapped in bandages like a rice dumpling and buried in Feng Changhuan's arms.

The latter pressed his lips to signal him not to make noise, but he didn't dare to withdraw himself for fear of waking the man, so he beckoned Bu Yinlou to the bed.

"But what happened?"

"Weizhi's injury has worsened. The wound caused by the ghost claw is difficult to heal even with spiritual power. The flesh of his wound is already showing signs of decay. I am worried that he will be in danger if he is isolated in Snow Mist City for too long. .”

"How could this be..."

Feng Changhuan murmured and sat up stroking his aching head.

The injury has not fully recovered, so his left arm and lower body are still in a state of numbness, and it is extremely difficult to move.

Bu Yinlou helped Feng Changhuan out of bed, and with the help of the maid, put him in the wheelchair. Seeing the man carefully tuck Yu Fuchen in the quilt, he felt uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have troubled you."

"Weizhi is my apprentice, so it's not troublesome. I just hate that everyone is injured now. If Tianluo attacks again, they will all be wiped out. We must find a way to turn around as soon as possible."

"The most urgent thing is to evacuate the wounded and the people first, but if you move, you will be discovered, not to mention that there is no safe place to temporarily escape the storm."

Feng Changhuan was pushed to the front of the court, raised his hand to cover the scorching light, and saw the dull expressions on the faces of the people after the panic. Looking back at Yu Fuchen who was sleeping peacefully in the room, there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

"The world is safe and secure, and the Tathagata and the king must bear one of them."

Just as Bu Yinlou was about to ask, he saw XuanNan walking towards him with his feet fluttering.

"The heart is like a lotus flower without water, and like the sun and the moon without emptiness. Being in the world of mortals, you should respond to things that come, and nothing when things go wrong. The old monk's teachings, I think you should never forget a single word. He said to you back then. Pray, I don't want you to bow your head to Jiuchongtian at this time."

The man shook his head and stared down at his empty palm. The long line of the palm print was broken halfway and never reconnected.

"Xuannan, do you believe in fate?"

"Believe it or not."

Feng Changhuan tightened his five fingers and pulled off the bandage on his face, revealing the eyelids that drooped weakly after losing the ghost pupils.

At this moment, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the scorching sun that had been hanging for a long time was covered by a ray of light in an instant, covering the day like night.

Suddenly there was a drastic change, and the rare calm people exploded again. People screamed, fled, and begged in collapse. What's more, they wanted to die out of fear, and slammed their heads against the rock.

The scene was chaotic, and even the orderly guards of the Prince's Mansion panicked. Bai Zhezhou and Bu Yinlou wanted to save those people who went mad and self-mutilated, but only a small number of people could be saved. In a moment, even the safest The Prince's Mansion was also stained into a sea of ​​blood.

"Stop! Stop! Do you know what you are doing!!"

"Calm down! You still have surviving relatives and friends, don't make a big mistake on impulse!!"

The voice was buried in the howling one after another, even if it was hoarse, it could not exchange the slightest echo.

Feng Changhuan bit his lower lip tightly, staring at the approaching light in the sky with eyes full of grief and indignation.

"Light! Light has appeared, and the savior has come!!"

"That is the Immortal Monarch of Nine Heavens, a real immortal, we are saved!!"

"I beg Xianjun to subdue the monster that harms people and do evil, please rescue the poor people!"

The ignorant people bowed their heads one after another, begging God to give people new hope.

At that moment, Feng Changhuan knew that the light that pierced the darkness would eventually become a firm belief.

The author has something to say: Prince Ming is jealous.