Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

No time to think deeply, Yu Fuchen pushed Feng Changhuan out on the spot, and at the same time found that Xiao Chen, who had set up the magic circle, was lying unconscious in a pool of blood, Yan Qiudao dragged his wounded body to his side with difficulty, protecting him with the last of his strength .

The situation has become clear. After he stepped into the realm of consciousness, the severely injured two were unable to hold on to the magic circle. To save his life, there was a reminder from Xiao Chen at the critical moment.

As for how Feng Changhuan woke up from the sleeping mantra, and how he predicted the danger and rushed here, and sacrificed his life to save his life, it is unknown, but Yu Fuchen could vaguely guess the reason.

"Chang Huan, you just wait there, this is the grievance between me and him."

Yu Fuchen stood up, the wound on his waist hindered him from moving, but Yu Fuchen knew that showing weakness at this time would give others an opportunity, so he didn't frown even though the wound was torn.

After a chop, the man with the giant blade carried the blade on his shoulder and watched Yu Fuchen's every move.

There is no need to speculate about this person's identity, he must be one of Di Tianyao's sword spirits.

Now whether they are rebellious, or sacrifice their sword heart and temporarily lose their spirituality, five of Yingshen's nine sword spirits have already been used by Yu Fuchen, and Tai Ah's sword heart is only half left, so there is nothing to be afraid of, but in the hands of Di Tianyao There are still three treasures that have not yet been seen in the world. It is impossible to say that he is not worried that he has enough power to win.

Yu Fuchen unleashed the luan knife and stabbed deeply into the ground, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, facing the person calmly.

"Who are you?"

This person's figure was as burly as the astonishing weapon in his hand, he was half a body taller than Yu Fuchen, he had an overwhelming aura, and his voice was full of energy.

"Below, Meteor."

"You should be the only sword spirit in Di Tianyao's collection that is five big and three thick."

"Your Highness, you can just call it ugly."

Noticing that he had used a respectful speech, and that the fatal blow just now was clearly aimed at Feng Changhuan, Yu Fuchen guessed his purpose, raised his knife and walked a few steps to stand in front of Feng Changhuan.

"Di Tianyao sent you here to warn me of something?"

"Your Highness, he is your father, please be careful with your words."

"A father who killed me and wanted to put my brother to death? I think he understands that our father-son bond was gone when he pierced my chest with a knife and forced Fa Huajun to jump into the sea of ​​reincarnation. It's ridiculous to talk about family affection now."

"Di Zun is a father for the first time, and he doesn't know how to teach the younger generation. It is human nature to make mistakes in the exploration. Now that Di Zun has made concessions, please His Highness understand Di Zun's good intentions."

"Do you have good intentions... I used to admire him so much, respect him so much, and unconditionally implement any of his decisions. I watched him cold-bloodedly kill one group after another. I was so afraid, so afraid, but I endured and did not object. One word, but what did he give me in return?"

Yu Fuchen walked towards Meteor with a sneer, swung the giant blade from his hand, held his wrist, and pressed it against his heart.

"You will never understand how the blade pierces the heart, tears the body, and makes all your emotions disappear with the loss of blood. How it feels to die coldly in despair! He is not worthy of being the Lord of the Three Realms, not worthy of the world The head of the outer fairy is not worthy of being a father, not even a human being!!"

"Your Highness..."

"From the beginning, it was to use me. He was afraid that he would be punished one day, so he wanted to push me into his seat, bear all his evil punishments, and even released the bait to restrain me. He succeeded, this bait It really made me linger in the world, and I began to fear death and separation, so that now it has the opposite effect, he can't sit still, and wants to get rid of this bait that makes me dream."

Yu Fuchen raised his finger sharply to Feng Changhuan, and pressed the handle of Luan Dao against Meteor's shoulder, slamming every word.

"You, you can try without him, will I let Di Tianyao fall from the clouds into the abyss?"

If Chang Huan insists on getting a serious cold at this time, it can only show that he is a brainless reckless man, and it is useless to keep it.

Fortunately, Meteor made the right choice in time, only hesitated for a moment, retreated, and then jumped into the clouds.

Now that there are only three sword spirits left in Di Tianyao's hands, even if he doesn't consider the situation of Yu Fuchen and Feng Changhuan, he still has to pave the way for himself. of the grave.

After Meteor left, Yu Fuchen pulled Feng Changhuan, the man tore his wounds completely to save him, his back was covered with bloodstains, the skin and flesh were all turned out, and the bones could be seen deep.The other hand was also corroded when pulling him out of the illusion, and his bare bones were exposed without blood, which was very frightening.

Feng Changhuan pressed his wrist to endure the pain, gritted his teeth and shook his head at the person, expressing that he was fine, and asked him to check on Xiao Chen's condition first, before he could say anything, he fainted in Yu Fuchen's arms from exhaustion.

At his wit's end, Yu Fuchen released a signal flare and summoned the people from Taoxi Jianmen to come to support him.

He cautiously hid Yun Wuling in the sparsely populated mountain forest before the crowd arrived. At this time, the latter's physical body has not yet awakened. Bad policy.

After doing this, he helped Xiao Chen who was unconscious, breathed his breath, but fortunately he just passed out.

However, Yan Qiudao's injuries were not optimistic. There was no obvious trauma, but his mouth was full of blood, and his face turned blue and red. He must have been backlashed by the magic circle and took most of the damage, blocking a fatal blow for Xiao Chen. one strike.

"Sovereign Yan! Wake up, are you okay?"

Yan Qiudao couldn't open his eyes after hearing his words, and his expression became more painful. He grabbed his cuff and moved his mouth, as if he had said something.

But his voice was weak, and a lot of blood gushed out when he opened his mouth. Before Yu Fuchen could hear his words clearly, the Taoxijian doctors headed by Ming Sinian had already arrived.

After diagnosing everyone's injuries, Ming Sinian realized the seriousness of the matter, and immediately cast a spell to seal the blood of the three to prevent them from being too seriously injured and die of blood, and then ordered the gatekeepers to bring the three back to Snow Misty City.

"It must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise their lives will be in danger. The injury is so troublesome that I can hardly intervene. I can only invite Patriarch Yikui to do it in person."

Due to the urgency of the situation, the wounded in Tianyu Mountain were also transferred to Xuewu City. It seemed that the storm had passed, but what followed was an even more turbulent undercurrent.

The three seriously injured people were placed in the palace city, and their injuries were diagnosed by Patriarch Yikui himself. Yu Fuchen asked anxiously, "Patriarch, how are they doing?"

Patriarch Yikui shook his head again and again, "Life is on the line, life and death are at stake. I am old, I am afraid that I cannot heal the wounds of the three at the same time... The situation is critical, and you can trust Fahua Jun's injury from the slightest knife?"

Yu Fuchen hasn't responded yet, but Ming Sinian panicked first, and hurriedly wanted to get rid of this job, not daring to take on this important task.

But he quickly realized that he was the only candidate, and delaying it would only make the situation worse, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded to Yu Fuchen.

"I can, trust me."

This time Yu Fuchen made an exception and was allowed to enter the room to accompany him. The sleeping Feng Changhuan kept trembling in his arms.

Ming Sinian said helplessly: "Master's injury is not serious at all, it will only happen if it takes too long, I'm afraid his hand will be hard to recover, if..."

"There is no if, just try your best, he won't blame you."

Pressing against the man's cold forehead, Yu Fuchen held his seriously injured wrist and stretched it out in front of Ming Sinian. He was also curious about how the monks in Taoxijian healed people's injuries, and why they used to hide them so that no one could see them. , and saw Ming Si Nian cut his palm with a knife, and dripped his own blood on Feng Changhuan's bare bones. "Weizhi..."

"The life of the doctor is shared with the king. This is the purpose of Taoxijian, and the person I saved is my own master, so there is nothing to make a fuss about."

As he spoke, he pulled out the jade flute again, and drew his own blood into Feng Changhuan's wound. A song of Yangchun Baixue healed the wound. Although it failed to make the man's wound grow back, at least the wound had healed.

"I can only do this. The damage caused by the backlash of the magic circle is irreversible. I'm only afraid of Master's hand..."

"He did this to save me. I should be guilty, not you."

Xu Shi's pain eased slightly, Feng Changhuan twitched his brows, arched into Yu Fuchen's arms again, and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing him wake up, the two breathed a sigh of relief, Yu Fuchen couldn't express his suffering, so he could only repeat his apologies over and over again.

The injured hand failed to heal, but the injury on his shoulder and arm still had room for relief. Ming Sinian took off his shirt and sewed up the wound again. He leaned on Yu Fuchen's shoulder throughout the whole process, breathing tremblingly, it was really painful In a hurry, he lightly bit the man's collarbone, leaving a reddish tooth mark.

"Chang Huan, don't think about the injury, tell me how you woke up from the spell."

The man endured the pain, a small sob escaped from his throat, he swallowed the groan forcibly, and tremblingly said in a weak voice: "Little brat, you are still too naive, it is so easy to do something behind my back... ..."

Amused by his words, Yu Fuchen patted his head, "Okay, I'm a brat, I won't hide it from you in the future, okay?"

"It's... almost. Um... it hurts..."

Yu Fuchen was thinking about what to say to divert his attention, so he heard the man reluctantly utter a complete sentence.

"You took a risk, not to mention losing a hand, even my life is worth it... When I, I woke up and found that you were not by my side, I knew that you had taken a risk and dared not let me know I once... I left a mark on you, no matter where you go, Lingdie can find you, so... So when I saw Xiao Chen and Yan Qiudao's magic circle, I did nothing Understood."

"When you arrived, the meteor had seriously injured Zongshi Xiao and Zongzhu Yan?"

"They... were not injured by meteors, but Emperor Zun broke the formation and caused them to suffer backlash. At that time, a spiritual light from outside the sky hit the eye of the formation, and then the meteor fell into the mortal world. He didn't stop me from saving you, which shows that Emperor Zun still couldn't bear it. Those who hurt you will not act until you are out of danger."

Speaking of this, Ming Sinian interjected: "I used to think that Chang Tianjun blocked Emperor Zun from favoring Fahua Jun, which caused Emperor Zun to kill Chang Tianjun in anger, but now it seems that Fahua Jun is the one who is terrible." Dispensable, poor man who can be abandoned at any time."

His mouth is very poisonous, telling the truth ruthlessly, which makes people feel uncomfortable, but it is too realistic to refute.

It just so happened that Taoxijian's disciple came to report: "Eldest brother, the patriarch asked me to come here to inform Yuehua clan that Sect Master Yan and Sect Master Xiao are out of danger."

After hearing this good news, Yu Fuchen let go of his worries.

Here Ming Sinian also treated his injuries, as shrewd as him, how could he not guess the tricks on both sides?

"So, after all, why did you seriously injure three people? What is the purpose of the magic circle you mentioned, and why did it cause unwarranted disasters? Don't you plan to explain it?"

Really explained to him that these are the real disasters for Yu Fuchen, smiled and concealed the fact that Yun Wuling will be resurrected, changed the subject clumsily, and wanted to comfort Feng Changhuan and deal with it after sleeping chores, but he managed to coax the man to sleep, and just as he got up lightly, he was pulled by the hem of his clothes and forced to stop.

"I knew you had ulterior motives for not sleeping with me, so don't try to dump me."

Yu Fuchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Chang Huan, I'm not just playing around, you are obedient and take care of me, okay?"

"not good."

With his temperament, even if Xinru Mingjing knew those high-sounding truths, he would not compromise easily. After thinking and thinking, Yu Fuchen sat back on the bedside and untied his belt, which surprised Feng Changhuan.

"Stop messing around. Replenishing energy is the most important thing. There is no way to win with an injured body. I just hope that when I wake up from this sleep, the silkworm Gu in my body can heal my injury."

After taking off the dirty clothes after a hard fight, and blowing out the candle, Yu Fuchen lay down beside Feng Changhuan, carefully avoiding his wounds and hugging him.

This alone is not enough, and he murmured: "Sure enough, it is comfortable to hold you... From now on, the days will be peaceful, and I really want to hold you to sleep like this every day. As long as it is you, I will never get tired of holding you for a lifetime."

Feng Changhuan also laughed at him for saying some childish things, not at all what an emperor should look like, but found that the man had fallen asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

He is sleepless these days, and he is the one who should rest the most.

Feng Changhuan brushed away the messy long hair in front of him for him, endured the pain and got closer, stroked his face, and kissed the tip of his nose lightly.

"You have worked hard these days, my emperor..."