Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Yu Xingzhi, I'm afraid that old ghost crawled back from hell to the human world, it's not God's favor at all! Yu Xingzhi, he's a monster! Monster!!"

Xuannan was half a head shorter than Yu Fuchen, and his legs were short and fast. The latter didn't have time to think about the deep meaning of his words, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and the bald head rushed out of the door, straight to the meditation room where Feng Changhuan was.

"Xuannan! Stop!!"

Yu Fuchen followed closely, seeing that Xuannan seemed to have changed in a daze, he was anxious to stop him.

But his actual combat experience was no better than that person's, and he was at a disadvantage during the ups and downs, which made his figure much smaller. Xuannan took the opportunity to slip away from under his arms, and put his body between him and Feng Changhuan.

"Yu Xingzhi, wake up! Feng Zhinan has been used, and so are you! Don't be obsessed with it!"

"what are you talking about?"

"Cultivators are human beings too! You can't live forever, and you can't be resurrected from the dead. How do you think you can jump out of reincarnation?"

Human life is nothing more than life and death. If he is dead, it must be strange to return safely.

"Xuannan, Master, he is not dead, he is still alive..."

"You want to say that the little monk didn't realize that his breath was still there, so he buried him in Wuxiang? Wake up, Yu Xingzhi, why do you think he had a pair of blood eyes when he returned to the world?"

"Xuannan, I brought him back from the Kunlun Wonderland. Before that, he was imprisoned in Lingxiao Tower for ten years as a sinner. If he really died at that time, how could he be imprisoned by Jiumengjun all these years?" ?”

His words made Xuannan fall into deep thought.

Not thinking about how to lie next, but hesitating whether to tell the truth.

That's right... how could he forget that he has recovered his memory? If the inconsistency before and after the incident is not explained clearly, it will be a disaster in the future.

Should there be no reservations?The reality is too cruel, if Feng Zhinan is sober now, he must not want him to be tortured by the past.

"If the little monk insists on getting rid of him today, will you..."

Before finishing speaking, Luan Dao pointed directly at Xuannan's chest.

The distance is so close that as long as he takes half a step, he will be stabbed right through.

The demon monk smiled bitterly and said, "I never thought that you would have a day when you would face this little monk with swords and swords."

"See who you want to kill."

"An old ghost longing for relief?"

"He is my master."

Yu Fuchen answered calmly.

He knew that Xuannan had a wicked heart but no guts, so he couldn't bear to attack that person.

At this moment, Feng Changhuan fell asleep with his eyes closed, and had no reaction to what happened outside.

Not wanting to disturb his peace, Yu Fuchen withdrew the fierce blade that was going straight at Xuannan, and sighed.

"The medicine is going to burn, you go and have a look."

This was going down the stairs to Xuannan, the latter shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and before going out, he still didn't forget to look back at Feng Changhuan who was fine.

Could it be that he is really sensitive?

He reluctantly left, and when he heard the sound of footsteps fading away, Yu Fuchen rubbed his stiff face, stroked the man's bandage-wrapped hand, and said softly, "Okay, Master. , it's time to wake up."

Feng Changhuan didn't respond.

"...I saw you open your eyes, don't pretend."

"Hush, didn't wake up!"

In fact, Yu Fuchen didn't have any hope for this, but when he saw Xuannan leaving, the person's fingertips twitched vaguely, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

I cheated him once, but I didn't expect to catch him!

Feng Changhuan didn't know when he woke up, it may have been earlier when the two of them were quarreling and making people uncomfortable.

He owed the wolf cub in his heart, he didn't know how to explain everything, so he simply pretended to be dead to the end.

However, he overestimated his patience, and was full of confidence to conceal it to the end. He finally collapsed after hearing the sound of Master's voice that was so crisp to the bone.

The eager love made him want to burn, wishing to pounce on people and eat them into his stomach.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, so Master doesn't want to open his eyes to see me?"

"Well... think."

With a bit of childishness, Feng Changhuan opened one eye, blinked a few times to focus his sight, and the familiar figure was frozen in a blur.

He stared blankly for a long time, and Yu Fuchen looked at him for a long time with a smile on his face.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "You seem to have grown up."

The childishness on his face faded away, and his eyes were full of heat.

"When life and death were parted, Master, a ghost holding all my memories, escaped to the Netherworld alone. I wanted to go to death with you, but I was ruthlessly pushed back to the world. I continued to endure the miserable suffering and watched us alone. The vast world where the moon rises and the moon sets. This kind of desperate experience is enough to burn into the soul's pain once, I forbid...forbid you to leave me again, Master!"

Ten years of sleeping, ten years of torture, for Yu Feng Changhuan, the cold spring froze his body, his life, everything about him, he was only 22 years old when he died, and now he is still 22 years old when he returns to the world .

On the contrary, the apprentice who is not as weak as the crown is much more mature, his heart has been polished away by the world, and he has lost the previous arrogance and unreasonableness. The handsome young man has become a handsome young man.

"I don't want to be a teacher anymore... I knew it was so difficult to be a teacher, I shouldn't have accepted you..."

"It's too late to get rid of me now."

"No, I just want to develop... a deeper relationship than master and apprentice."

In the past, Feng Changhuan would never say such absurd words, but now he thinks about it and finds it inconceivable.

When he realized that his face was gone, the old ghost felt a little regretful, and he became more and more uneasy when he thought that the secret he had concealed for many years would eventually be revealed to the world.

Holding his hand, Yu Fuchen felt that the man wanted to escape for a moment, but the wolf cub had become a little wild wolf, and he couldn't escape the reality, he could only accept his fate.

"Don't waste too much time on me, it's not worth it."

Feng Changhuan raised his hand to cover his closed right eye, and the left bloody eye was glowing coldly, which was the normal state after his resurrection.

"This person is very violent towards all kinds of things in the world, full of hostility, and hates people and gods. He is licentious, he is bloodthirsty, and his murderous heart is above all else. One day, he will be wiped out. All conscience, forget all the good things in the past."

He moved his hand to his left eye, and slowly opened the closed eyelid on the right.

Yu Fuchen's heartstrings tightened accordingly, what he saw was not the bloody light he expected, but what he encountered was a dark color, bottomless and impossible to see.

He couldn't be more familiar with these eyes that were once full of tenderness and love...

"Master..."

"As for this person, it is difficult to know the wind. He was punished by Kyushu ten years ago, and because of his white ghost pupils possessing extraordinary spiritual power, he was resurrected by Jiuyou Huahai with a forbidden technique, just to see his lover again. I will end myself before losing it, and even if it ends with you, I don’t want to turn into a ghost and cause harm to the world. But Master regrets what he did.”

The recovery of consciousness allowed Feng Changhuan to break free from the suppression of ghost pupil's demonic nature, even if it was only half, it was still the result of his desperate efforts.

Today's Feng Changhuan's consciousness is chaotic. When he was dominated by the demons, he hated the world and wished he could return the pain he had suffered a hundredfold.

As the wind knows the difficulty, or when it is his nature, it is difficult to choose between selfishness and righteousness, and he is greedy for the warmth of the world, and does not want to return to the desolate and lonely endless purgatory.

"Stop, it's so cold..."

Yu Fuchen hugged him in his arms and stroked his scarred neck: "Master, does it hurt?"

In the past, it was the pain of a broken bone, and Feng Changhuan would endure it and keep silent.But at this moment, he just wanted to lean in the arms of the little wild wolf he had raised with his own hands, and his heart went smoothly: "It hurts, it hurts to death. Hurry up and hug me."

The master who used to be abstinent and alienated, now curls up in his arms for warmth, who can bear the contrast...

Although he was uninitiated, under the guidance of "72 Styles of Cocktail", Yu Fuchen imagined countless times in his mind, if it wasn't for the fact that he was seriously injured, the day he lost and regained Let him taste the power of a long absence for several years!

"Master, tell me something you don't want to hear."

"Don't listen, don't speak."

"It's time for you to change your dressing. Should you take it off yourself, or should I take it off for you?"

"..."

A door away, Xuan Nan was holding a medicine bowl and touching his shiny bald head with an ugly expression.

what to do?I can't find a chance to go in at all, and it's not the case to stay outside and listen to the wall, but whether I will be beaten out after entering is also a problem.

The bewildered demon monk is in a mess...

The old man is getting old and can't bear this stimulation!

No matter the one who came back from the dead or the one who regained his memory, his temperament changed drastically, he pretended to be decadent, but actually only wanted to enjoy singing and singing every night to enjoy the lingering love, really... a natural pair!

XuanNan was heartbroken, but he couldn't do the thing of beating Yuanyuan with a stick.

After thinking about it again and again, he simply sat on the stone steps in front of the door and looked at the wind.

Speaking of which, an old bone like him can't take it anymore, and I really feel a little bit envious...

XuanNan couldn't help it, with the selfish intention of voyeurism, he stepped on his feet deliberately, coughed a few times, and took advantage of the opportunity to push the door open.

He restrained his eyes from wandering around, and said carelessly: "Blood-enriching soup, it's not too late to change the medicine after feeding him, do you need help?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wished he could slap himself. The friendship between the master and the apprentice was so good that they slept on the same bed, so why should he be troublesome?I really don't know what is good and what is bad!

"What the monk means is that you need the monk... um, do you want to get out?"

The atmosphere was very embarrassing, seeing the two of them so close, their faces almost touching each other, it should be the first time in his life that Yu Fuchen, who is in a superior position, asked for a kiss on his own initiative.

It was a joyful thing to watch the grown-up baby finally have the thoughts of love, but it was a pity that his interest was interrupted midway, and he was gnashing his teeth, wishing to crush all the bones of him.

Seeing this situation, Feng Changhuan had a funny face and was deeply moved.

The rest of his life is still long, he was the one who took care of the cubs in the past, and in the future he will protect the food for the cubs.

He once fell into the abyss, the abyss was bottomless, and he was always struggling in the panic of falling.

Misfortune is where blessings rest, and blessings are where misfortune lies, who knows the extreme?

Now, his dawn has come.

The author has something to say: Shizun’s split personality has been completely revealed. Now there is an idea that Shizun is singing: "I am mentally ill, I will fight to death" and then kill decent. If I write it out, I will definitely be milked. Chen strangled him on the spot...

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