Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

After the matter was over, Yu Fuchen put on the underwear for Feng Changhuan according to the usual practice, after cleaning up a little, he hugged him in his arms, and while arranging the wet and long messy hair on his forehead, he kissed lightly on the corner of his lips.

He also said: "Thank you for your hard work, Master."

He has always been like this, no matter how hurried, he will always hug that person tightly when he is tender.

Affected by the cold poison, after recovering, Feng Changhuan was more afraid of the cold than ordinary people, so he had to protect him well, until he warmed his cold hands and feet, and Yu Fuchen would get up in peace.

"I was seen by the meat..."

"It doesn't matter if he's asleep. Besides, my son is still young, so even if he sees it, he won't understand it."

"...He will be ruined by you sooner or later!"

"You will definitely have a share then, don't just blame me."

The carriage gradually stopped, and when he noticed something strange, Yu Fuchen lifted a corner of the curtain to peek out, seeing the men and horses surrounding them menacingly, he couldn't help swallowing.

"behavior?"

"Master, just stay in the car and take care of Rou Huhu. Leave the outside affairs to me, so don't worry."

Of course Feng Changhuan didn't doubt the strength of his apprentice, but he couldn't help but feel embarrassed after finishing that thing, he avoided his gaze indiscriminately, and nodded tentatively.

"Then be careful."

Yu Fuchen nodded, and then opened a gap in the curtain with the luan knife, and felt a strong force coming towards him, so he had to turn his head to avoid it.

After a moment of hesitation, it was too late, he tried to pull Feng Changhuan away with his backhand, but he was one step too late, seeing the hidden weapon heading straight for the man's door, he still couldn't catch the murderous thing in time.

"Master!"

At the critical moment, Feng Changhuan, who was bowing his head, suddenly raised his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and a barrier appeared in front of him, instantly blocking the ensuing murderous aura.

After a moment's pause, the hidden weapon was shot back intact.

The two sides came back and forth, and they exchanged hands before they saw anyone. Yu Fuchen flew out, and rushed to the people almost at the same time as the hidden weapon on the return journey. His face looked familiar, even if it passed by briefly, he still had some concerns, so he stopped and took a few steps back.

"It's Yu Fuchen! Really, the person in the car is..."

"No way, how could they go to Wushan to throw themselves into the trap, and they were brought back by the young master, could it be..."

Hearing the gossip, Yu Fuchen turned his head and saw that Gu Yanyan, who was being surrounded and protected by the disciples, was also at a loss.

"Why is this... It wasn't such a big show to snatch people back before??"

Seeing his silly son's cowardly expression, Yu Fuchen guessed that the matter had nothing to do with him, at most he used the old-fashioned way of meeting an old friend to abduct him back home, and on the way he even lighted the incense to incite his passion Add fun and do things for good.

If there is anyone who stands in the way, it is probably the bodyguard who slandered the young master... It seems that their disguise has been seen through from the very beginning. Unique!

Seeing that the boy became inexplicably happy, the surrounding people all looked dazed, assuming that he had something wrong with him, and retreated away.

Seeing his subordinates like this, the masked man who was the first to attack was not in a hurry to subdue the comer, and walked slowly in front of Yu Fuchen, letting out a gloomy low laugh.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but I really have improved."

"Listen to you, did we meet not long ago?"

"The battle of Jiuyin Island, will you remember all the people who died?"

Yu Fuchen's face changed drastically when he heard the words, and the person who brought up that battle made him remember the most, and also made him feel the most guilty, was undoubtedly Yun Wuling.

But he has been sleeping in the ice coffin for several months, and he himself confirmed that his heart stopped beating, his breath was cut off, and there is no possibility of resurrection, so how could...

"If the dead can be resurrected, it will be a great joy."

"Oh?"

"Everything in the world has to go on as before. The death of one person seems to be insignificant, but the survivors will suffer boundless loneliness and pain. If I can really come back, I hope that day will come sooner."

The masked man laughed again, "It seems that he saw the right person, I shouldn't have come to this muddy water."

As he spoke, he lifted the cloak, and it was the faces of the Yun brothers.

He should be Yun Wuyu, but at this moment he has become Yun Wuleng. Yu Fuchen knew how to address him, but he still couldn't say the words.

Whenever someone respects Yun Wuyu as the owner of Tingyulou, he will suffer no less than when he learns of Yun Wuleng's death, but he bears all this silently, doing his best to play the role of the dead brother , knowing that the road ahead is far away and there is no return date, she still waits for the miracle to appear.

"The owner..."

"I can't afford to be a landlord like you. I will appear here today because I was entrusted by someone to take your life."

There was a trace of sternness in Yun Wuyu's smile, and the dark purple light in his eyes darkened, as if he had changed in just a few days.

"I listen to Yulou's rules have always been to respect the master and protect the master and not sell the master. Even if you are the killer of I listen to Yulou and have a conflict of interest with your employer, you can only survive by your ability."

"I'm only here to get back the antidote to forgetfulness Gu. It was Wu Shandu who harmed me first. Don't you want to ask the truth?"

"Don't be naive, the world is not black and white, I don't deserve to be the testament of good and evil in the world, so I fall into it. And don't look down on my right or wrong, because you are just like me, drifting with the tide, I don't know what It will explode and dissipate in time, so..."

He lightly tapped Yu Fuchen's heart with his fingertips, and under his fingertips was an old wound that hadn't fully healed. With a sneer, he raised his five fingers to attack the weakest wound on the man, so Yu Fuchen had to dodge and back away , Luan Dao's bloody light traversed, and he just chopped off the roof of the carriage where Feng Changhuan was.

Startled by the sudden loud noise, the horses rushed into the crowd, Yu Fuchen took advantage of the chaos to bring out the wind, Changhuan and fleshy, and wanted to say something to Yun Wuyu, but the other party had no intention of entangled with him, and turned the folding fan in his hand Fang Xiang inserted it back into his waist, and suddenly a pitch-black iron staff appeared in his palm, and hit Yu Fuchen's pulling hand mercilessly.

In order to prevent Feng Changhuan from being affected, Yu Fuchen had no choice but to let go, and met Yun Wuyu's palm, taking advantage of the opportunity to lead people out of the tight encirclement.

A gleam of undetectable joy flashed across Yun Wuyu's face, and then he returned to his cold face and ordered Zongsuke who was waiting in the dark: "Chasing!!"

Things are developing as he expected, I hope...

The two panicked and fled in embarrassment all the way with their dishonest flesh. They tried to get into the remote narrow road several times but were blocked by the double knives thrown by Zongsuke who was chasing after them. They had no choice but to keep going. OK.

Fleeing for a few miles like this, Feng Changhuan, who was obviously exhausted, was panting heavily, dragging the fleshy man who took the escape as a fun thing with one hand, and tightly holding Yu Fuchen's belt with the other hand. His hands intertwined with his own, and he was also out of breath.

"Master... If you pull off my pants, I'm afraid that being hunted down later will not just be the reason for throwing yourself into the trap."

"What! You're the only one who cares? But me?? You... slow down! What you left inside is about to flow out..."

Yu Fuchen stopped abruptly, turned his head to look at the man, coughed several times and still couldn't help laughing.

"Master, you have really imitated me badly."

"Leaving this aside, have you noticed that Zongsuke clearly intends to lead us elsewhere?"

"I found out, and Yun Wuyu's attitude is also very intriguing. I believe that Tingyulou is not trying to kill them all, but the purpose is not just to help me obtain the antidote."

When he spoke, Zong Jie had already arrived, and when there was no one around, he compared sign language to the two, meaning that they should rush to the back of Wushan Mountain as soon as possible, where they would get the answers they wanted.

Yu Fuchen was puzzled, "The landlord knows that what I want is not some kind of explanation, why did he lure us here?"

"Because you will only give up if you witness it with your own eyes."

Seeing Zong Jie's expression, Yu Fuchen's heart was mostly cold, and he guessed that the hope was slim, but he couldn't bear Feng Changhuan's disappointment, and asked again: "Where is Mu Xiyue?"

"The cave five miles southeast of Houshan Mountain, you don't want to see her."

Hearing his words, Yu Fuchen immediately ran southeast with Feng Changhuan.

Zong Jie shook his head helplessly as he watched the two go away, gritted his teeth and drew a knife to cut his upper arm, pretending to be injured and staying where he was to stop the pursuers for the two of them.

Feng Changhuan said: "Wushan Du's people all hold important positions in the ground network, which shows that their abilities are extraordinary. Mu Xiyue's status is very important. Wu Shandu will never let down his guard, but we have not seen anyone except chasing soldiers along the way." Shadow, there must be fraud!"

"Perhaps...the current situation does not need to send guards at all. They have absolute confidence. Even if we go deep, they may not take away the antidote or one of Mu Xiyue?"

"Perhaps not necessarily, it is impossible."

After finding the cave that Zongjie pointed out, the two lingered and dared not approach.

"Master."

Yu Fuchen opened his mouth, unable to hide his worry.

He asked: "If there is really nothing to do, what should I do?"

"Don't worry, I'll be with you then."

A short sentence is enough to make people feel at ease.

Yu Fuchen bowed his head, and pressed a kiss on the man's neck, leaving a red mark. He wanted to go deeper and deeper, but he saw a pair of innocent big eyes looking at him.

"Cough... What kind of eyes are you looking at? I am your father, he is your father, it's only natural!"

"Ugh!!"

Still wanting to teach them a lesson, everyone heard a long and quiet sound coming from the cave, like a mountain wind whistling, or crying in pain, they were so frightened that they threw their head into Feng Changhuan's arms and pretended to be dead, never to be with Feng Changhuan again. People talk back.

Seeing this posture, not to mention the child, even Yu Fuchen felt flustered, but if he stopped here, he would soon be chased and killed by the pursuers, even if there was a mountain of swords and flames in front of him, he had to bite the bullet and jump in.

"There's more than one person inside."

"what?!"

Feng Changhuan's inexplicable sentence scared Yu Fuchen even more, he didn't dare to approach him, he held his breath and heard that it was indeed the case, apart from the faint sound of wind and crying, he could also faintly hear the sound of rapid breathing, could it be...

"Master, I guess one of them is Mu Xiyue, who do you think is the other?"

"I don't know, but if I had to guess, I would choose..."

The author has something to say: Master is not a little bit bad, and now he dares to say anything, as expected of sleeping!

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~