Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

All the way to the south, until the golden crow hung low and the night fell quietly, the three stopped to rest.

They went out in a hurry, rushed into the deep forest in a panic, and didn't even bring enough dry food. Each of them had a small piece of steamed bun, which was dry and tasteless.

The only source of water was Ming Si Nian's jug, fearing that he would lose his temper after drinking, Yu Fuchen refused to let Feng Chang Huan drink, and he himself was afraid that he would lose his word after drinking, so he could only watch Ming Si Nian drink to his heart's content.

He was resting tiredly leaning against a huge boulder, and just as he closed his eyes, he felt someone pulling the corner of his clothes beside him. When he opened his eyes, he realized that Feng Changhuan had become disheveled and quite embarrassed.

"Why did you get yourself dirty? Be careful that Daju hates you."

Counting in a low voice, Yu Fuchen rolled up his sleeves and wanted to wipe the stain off the man's face.

But Feng Changhuan didn't care, and took a few steps closer, turned his head and glanced at Ming Sinian who was feeding grass to Hei Heizi, then took out the steamed bun he had only bitten from his arms, and stuffed it in Yu Fuchen's hand Li, looking at him with a smile.

"You...not good, he is your apprentice, and my name is not right."

The boy is just at the age of growth, how can he be full with a piece of dry biscuit the size of a palm?But Yu Fuchen didn't expect that Feng Changhuan would secretly hide the rations for him. Apart from being shocked, he was even more moved, his heart felt sour, and his eyes felt a little hot.

"I'm not hungry, don't starve yourself."

Feng Changhuan frowned, and stretched out his hand with some scruples, aiming at the man's cheek, wanting to take the opportunity to touch it to satisfy his selfish desires, but afraid of being too active and causing offence.

Just when he held up his dirty paw and didn't know whether to put it away or not, a sneer broke the hard-won warmth inappropriately.

"You really have a deep relationship between master and apprentice!"

Yu Fuchen had the illusion of being caught cheating, and he didn't know how to explain it.

In the deep mountains and old forests, apart from Ming Si Nian, there shouldn't be a fourth person appearing.Feng Changhuan stuffed himself with food behind his back, he couldn't justify it, and it was natural to feel guilty.

In a panic, Yu Fuchen caught a glimpse of the bright-colored figure who was still busy at the same place from the corner of his eye, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. At this time, Feng Changhuan, who was squatting beside him, had also got up and stared at the huge rock behind him. The standing figure is calm in the face of danger.

"Who!"

"Who am I? It turned out to be the bastard who made a big fuss in Kunlun that day. No wonder the lord ordered me to come and investigate. It is reasonable for him to pay attention to someone who even Jiumengjun can't settle. However, you worshiped With a demon as your teacher, aren't you afraid of wasting your proud spiritual power?"

The visitor was covered in black clothes, with his back facing the moonlight, it was difficult to see his true face, his figure was tall and straight, and he had an extraordinary temperament. He also mentioned Liu Changting in his words, so he should not be an ordinary person.

"Ground net?"

"You're clever. The closer I get to this place, the more restless I feel inside. Is he here too?"

The uninvited guest only mentioned the main points, and Yu Fuchen guessed the identity of this person, pulled Feng Changhuan who was confronting him behind him, and said to the man in black: "Lingxue Palace, Buyinlou?"

"Excellent, it seems that he has mentioned about me to you a lot. How about it, is he... fell in love with me at first sight, has a special liking for me, and thinks like crazy? He often talks about me, wishing he could Chase me to the ends of the earth, give me..."

"Stop, stop, are you a man?"

Yu Fuchen had a headache from the noise, so he ruthlessly interrupted the young master of Lingxue Palace who was sitting on Xing's head. When the latter heard this, he immediately changed his face, stared down at his incomparably flat chest, and said coldly: "Is there room for doubt? ?”

"You are a man, and Ming Si Nian is also a man, and you can't give birth to a man, what a fart you have a special liking for!"

Even if it is heard that Buyinlou is a master who eats both men and women, the untrained wolf cubs don't know how to eat it. In addition to the inhuman treatment Mingsi suffered when he was young, Yu Fuchen can easily make Lingxue Palace The monks misunderstood them as a group of monsters who only knew how to take people's hearts and lungs to refine the elixir of longevity. It is not impossible to swallow people alive.

Bu Yinlou didn't know the handsome young man in front of him, and he didn't know that he was just a piece of paper, so he just put out his index finger and shook it left and right, smacking his lips in regret.

"Little brother, love in this world is not only enjoyed by men and women, as long as you care about each other... well, you don't understand."

Bu Yinlou stopped talking to him about this matter, and turned to look at Feng Changhuan behind him, his extremely indifferent blood-red eyes filled with inexplicable emotions.

Facing this senior who had set off a bloody storm in the Twelve States, Bu Yinlou was very respectful, walked slowly in front of that person, bowed his head and made a bow.

"The last time I saw you was in Kunlun. This time, the junior came to investigate under the order of the lord, and will not do anything to the senior. I don't know the senior..."

"He was sealed by the curse, don't waste your efforts."

"Him? You don't respect him as master??"

"He confiscated me again, it's not in compliance with the rules to call me."

This person is really inexplicable, he can obviously hide his breath and whereabouts, but he wants to show his real body to attract attention, he says it is for investigation, the real purpose is intriguing.

The misunderstanding has been resolved, and there is no reason to continue entanglement, Yu Fuchen dragged Feng Changhuan back, but unexpectedly turned around to face the previous person, with anger in his eyes and displeasure.

Ming Sinian gritted his teeth, stared behind the two at Bu Yinlou who was smiling wildly, and clenched his hands into fists. Even if he was not strong enough to fight, with his violent temper, he still had the courage to go forward to fight the young master of Lingxue Palace.

"Don't be fooled, he is trying to lure you in..."

Before he could say the word urn, the cold wind was blowing on his cheeks, and Ming Si Nian, who was passing by, already punched.

Unexpectedly, the dandy who looks soft and weak is not vain in fighting.

When the two were about to touch each other, Yu Fuchen noticed strange movements everywhere in the deep forest, he listened intently, his breath was mixed, there were at least a dozen or so people.

Could it be that Buyinlou's nonsense just now is just to delay time, and the real purpose is to wait for the support of colleagues from the ground network?

"Don't fall for his tricks! Ming Si Nian—"

It was too late to stop, even though Ming Sinian found out that there was a fraud in it, and watched Bu Yinlou let out a wicked smile and muttered spells in a low voice, there was still no room for turning back.

The Gu worm that had been dormant in his body for several days was awakened by the owner, and the severe pain in his chest suddenly spread. Ming Sinian stopped with a painful cry, and the heart-piercing pain almost took away his sanity, even if there was still a trace of it. The instinct to struggle, but the limbs are stiff, unable to do what he wants.

All of a sudden, Ming Sinian lost his eyesight, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground with a crooked body.

Yu Fuchen grabbed the hem of his clothes with his hands, and stepped back a few feet to distance himself from Buyinlou.

Today a fierce battle is inevitable.

"No, you can't... mobilize the spiritual power." Ming Sinian grabbed his lapel, endured the pain, and said every word with difficulty. "You...can't control your spiritual power yet, you will...injure your own people..."

When he loses control, he even hits himself. Yu Fuchen is also a little afraid of the power that he can't fully grasp. Out of control.

Ming Sinian gritted his teeth, but he still didn't say anything, but the Gu worm had blocked his blood, and under the control of Bu Yinlou, he quickly lost consciousness and fainted in Yu Fuchen's arms. It is burning with anger.

"Too much bullying, do you want to take his life?!"

Bu Yinlou calmly walked in front of the two of them, condescendingly looked down at Ming Sinian who was unconscious, and sighed with extreme regret.

"No, I didn't expect him to be so obsessed with it. This Gu is not fatal. Judging by the effect, I still overestimated him."

Most of the monks who are good at healing have thin spiritual power, and it is difficult to fight with others, and they have to devote their energy to save lives.

Taoxijian's honor is not achieved overnight, it has to be accumulated by merit, no matter how high he climbed, he was close to death, how could Buyinlou not know?

Yu Fuchen was worthless for Ming Si Nian, but Bu Yinlou spared no room for it, and immediately released hidden weapons to deter his actions.

When one of the thin blades brushed against Yu Fuchen's cheek, a trace of blood splashed out, and he suddenly understood Buyinlou's intention...

Want to take Ming Si Nian away?

Taking the opportunity to think about ways to get away but failed, he saw a frosty white figure lying in front of him again.

Feng Changhuan protected the two of them behind him and stood proudly in front of them. When he looked at Buyinlou, the latter obviously felt a chill from bottom to top, grabbed his feet, and then tied his knees and legs tightly, like invisible vines Climbing to the top will drag people into the endless hell-like strong oppression.

He was horrified to find that this person was different from the description of the Lord of the Xuanji Pagoda. It was not like the inner alchemy was completely broken, and the spiritual power was only temporarily imprisoned. Once the curse was broken, the fear of ten years ago would come to Kyushu again.

Bu Yinlou restrained his smile and didn't want to confront Feng Changhuan tit for tat. Before that, he would never have guessed that the overwhelming advantage would be reversed in an instant.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to relieve the atmosphere, Buyinlou saw a bright red smear from the corner of Feng Changhuan's mouth winding down.

He raised his bare right foot lightly, and when he landed again, he could see a layer of frost spreading out like a tide, and he stood in it without any strength to struggle.

Could it be... this is his strength?

No, far scarier than this! !

At this moment, Feng Changhuan's face was stained with dust and blood, but he didn't look a bit downcast or depressed.

The night wind blew quietly, his hair fluttered in front of his forehead, and his blood eyes glowed with a murderous look under the cold moonlight. Even Bu Yinlou knew that the demon who had been suppressed for many years had finally recovered his bloodthirsty nature.

"One... can't escape."

Feng Changhuan spoke softly.

This was the first time Yu Fuchen heard his voice, it was gentle and indifferent, calm yet oppressive.

He used his remaining spiritual power to break through the forbidden spell, his voice was slightly hoarse, and every time he spoke a word, blood would gush out of his mouth.

The situation was too frightening, and Buyinlou was completely panicked.

You know, what he is facing is the evildoer who was able to subdue him with the joint efforts of the nine states. Even if the ground network forces guard him, it is not enough to protect him. In contrast, surrendering as soon as possible is the only feasible way.

"Senior, I have no malice towards you, don't get me wrong..."

Feng Changhuan only hooked Gou Xiu's bony fingers towards him, Bu Yinlou couldn't control his body anymore, staggered a few steps forward, and knelt down in front of the man with a "plop".

And Feng Changhuan dodged around behind him at the right time, so the person kneeling in Buyinlou became Yu Fuchen, and both of them were taken aback.

"You hurt my apprentice just now, which hand did you use?"

Whenever Feng Changhuan lowers his voice, there will always be an indescribable temptation, but at this time in Buyinlou, whether it is this short sentence or the cool air that the man breathed in his ear, it is very impressive. People are oppressed with chills and endless oppression.

Given the choice between a hand and life, anyone would choose the latter.

"left……"

Before the words fell, Bu Yinlou could clearly hear the crisp sound of bone shattering, followed by the severe pain of dislocation of the left shoulder joint, and the upper arm was weak and drooping, which was obviously severely injured.

He endured the pain, bit his lower lip tightly and did not make a sound. He waited until the severe pain subsided a little before speaking again:

"Thank you, senior, for not killing me."

"No thanks." Feng Changhuan squatted beside him, his tone did not fluctuate.

Yu Fuchen was stunned as he watched from the sidelines, this... what's going on?Could it be that he has been pretending to be crazy and stupid all the time, but his heart is like a mirror? !

Even if he had guessed earlier, when the facts were presented in front of him without reservation, he still couldn't accept it.

Whether it's getting under the covers or kissing him forcefully... Could it be that it's all on his own mind? ?

The gunpowder was about to explode, but Yu Fuchen, who was in the middle of the vortex, blushed inappropriately.

What to do, he started to panic... This person... This person is simply deceiving him! !

"There is one thing I don't know about this junior. He hasn't joined your sect yet, but you call him a disciple. Is it inappropriate?"

Feng Changhuan didn't answer, and Yu Fuchen simply didn't answer, only Bu Yinlou felt that the situation was not good, and if the stalemate continued, his life might be lost.

"The younger generation said..."

"What you said makes sense."

"..."