Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

There are sharks in the South China Sea, and there is boundless suffering at the turn of the southeast.

In the early years, when Wanshougu had not been involved in the cultivation world, the mermaids and many spiritual creatures were regarded as nourishing top grades and were massacred and killed, and disappeared after a few years.

On the boat to the bitter sea, Feng Changhuan was wearing a thick quilt and was blowing the sea breeze on the bow, with a black rabbit with lop ears lying on his lap.

"It is said that mermaid ointment can be made into candle wax, which will last forever. Mermaid crystal tears can bring back the heavens. People who have just died can be resurrected within half a day by dropping half a drop in their mouths."

"It's a bit too mysterious. I'm afraid that the patient fell into a state of suspended animation before regaining consciousness. Even if it is used as medicine, there is no magical power to bring the dead back to life. Master, do you really believe this nonsense?"

"I don't believe it, but it's true that I went to the doctor in a hurry. I have to try it for Miss Chen."

Seeing Yu Fuchen's puzzled face, Feng Chang smiled and said: "Xingzhi, Master wants you to know what blood relationship is. In this world... there is nothing more exciting than a new birth."

The latter was even more puzzled when he heard his words, scratched his head, didn't have the nerve to ask, and just waited for him to explain the reason.

"When I left the Buddhist sect, I was still a teenager. I was at a loss for a long time. I didn't know where to go. I was instructed to go to Tianyu. There seemed to be a destiny in the dark. There I met a woman who was pregnant with Liujia, but her face was full of sadness. .”

The one who is about to have a precious son should be happy. At that time, Feng Changhuan was puzzled, so he asked the woman if there was any difficulty.

"To tell you the truth, a Taoist priest passed by here a few days ago, saying that there is black energy around the lintel of our house, and that disasters will happen in the near future. He calculated carefully that when the slave's family gives birth, they will suffer bloody disasters and die soon."

"So, madam wants to eliminate disasters and prolong life?"

The woman sighed: "It's not... your husband has been ill for a long time, and the high hall is already on the crane. It is really hard for the slave family to support this family alone. The slave family has suffered all their lives. I only hope that this child will be healthy and not be implicated by disasters." , live a chic and unrestrained life in the future, and don't be disturbed by the world."

Feng Changhuan was silent, feeling the woman's pulse, and quietly injecting spiritual power into her blood.

After this memory was over, he said to Yu Fuchen, who was shaking the paddle and sweating profusely:

"Our master-student relationship can be traced back to when you were not born. At that time, I was just a kid, and my interest in cubs was only in liking cute things, but it was not easy for me to take every step of the way to bring up a child. At that time, I was terrified every day, and I often woke up at night, and I always went to sniff your breath, for fear that I would not be able to support you, so ah... I can't ignore Miss Chen's suffering."

During the six years of being a father and a mother, even a man with an extremely strong heart will give birth to maternal instincts. No wonder he said inexplicably at that time, "A mother is strong".

In fact, Yu Fuchen guessed the reason why Ming Sinian tried his best to save Junior Sister Chen, but he just didn't want to believe it.

"Master, Junior Sister Chen, she..."

"It's a stillborn baby...Even if I know I can't recover, I will find a way to help her get through the crisis."

Guessing it was almost done, Feng Changhuan signaled Yu Fuchen to step forward, biting the hookah stick between his teeth, and the latter vaguely saw the red light in his eyes again, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"The sensationalism is over, shouldn't it be time to get down to business?"

The man smiled strangely, raised his uninjured left leg and kicked Yu Fuchen, who was unstable and fell headlong into the sea.

It's not surprising that he would do such a thing, Yu Fuchen was mentally prepared to not be choked to death by the salt water pouring into his mouth and nose.

At first he wanted to rise to the surface and scold him for not knowing the severity, but the moment he stretched out his hand, Yu Fuchen noticed something strange.

His body seemed to be sealed by blisters, making it difficult for him to swim upwards, and he was trapped in a sinking despair that was difficult to break free.

It's a pity that Feng Changhuan didn't intend to save people, but murmured sadly: "The Buddha said that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. It's a pity that the real sea of ​​suffering will always be alone and helpless, like a river of forgetfulness, unable to carry the years of resentment... "

He was dumbfounded again, staring at the cloud of black energy that was entangled and fettered his hands at some point in a daze.

Looking from here to there, the source is... Heizi? !

"Too bad, I was careless to you..."

It's a pity that wandering in the lonely sea, not only Yu Fuchen, but even Feng Changhuan has no way out.

At the end of his sight, Yu Fuchen saw that black mist entangled that person, making him unable to break free.

He wanted to open his mouth to call out to Master, but the sea water was stuck in his throat, only sobbing rose with the water vapor, and his body kept sinking. What awaited him was the endless darkness of the deep sea.

Yu Fuchen was instinctively curious, it was indeed strange that he was able to stay in the sea for so long even though he was not good at water.

But what he was even more puzzled about was why the master pushed him into the water. Could this be the shortcut to find the Chaosheng tribe? ?

His thoughts were stagnant at this moment, and after an unknown period of time, he was in a sinking emptiness and fear, and his mind was filled with dead silence.

When a glimmer of light finally appeared in the darkness, a strange face suddenly appeared in front of Yu Fuchen.

The long earth-colored hair floated in the water, and there was a malicious light in his eyes.

The structure of this person's ears is different from that of humans. There are fin-like ear bones outside the slender ear horns, and the face is covered with shiny scales. The fangs stick out of the mouth, which can easily tear the prey into pieces.

Yu Fuchen gazed all the way down. Before he felt fear, curiosity occupied most of his consciousness. He unexpectedly discovered that this person had a body stronger than ordinary people, and below the waist was a rare fish tail, and his movements were very vigorous.

Could it be that this is the mermaid of the Chaosheng tribe? ?

He was clearly in the water, so he should not be able to hear the voice, but Yu Fuchen clearly heard a strange language when the shark spoke.

The merman bared his teeth in demonstration, held a harpoon in his hand, and pointed it at his throat plausibly, probably threatening.

Yu Fuchen had no power to fight back, so he could only let nature take its course and was driven into the undersea building by the sharks.

The light was too dark, he couldn't see the whole picture of his surroundings, he vaguely felt that it was a huge palace, maybe it was a country where sharks lived in seclusion.

If this is the case, for an outsider who disturbs people's peace, the other party may be sentenced to death...

Thinking of this, he blamed the old ghost who kicked him into the water without saying a word, and suddenly remembered that Feng Changhuan's state was not optimistic at the moment, and his heart was raised in his throat again.

Yu Fuchen was in a hurry to explain to others, a series of blisters came out of his mouth, and his voice was sobbing and indistinct.

Sensing that he was trying to resist, the merman roared and swung his tail, pushing him into the dark passage.

The moment he touched it again, Yu Fuchen's body became numb, no matter how hard he struggled, he could only continue to fall under the effect of buoyancy.

The weight of his body made him almost suffocate. When he fell heavily on the flat ground, his consciousness was still a little chaotic. He tried his best to keep himself awake, but unfortunately he failed.

He knew that he was being dragged towards the long and dark water hole, and then passed out completely.

It was a blow that woke him up.

Yu Fuchen seemed to be weighed heavily on his body, his internal organs were crushed and he almost vomited blood.

He let out a low moan, coughed a few times, and heard that strange dialect again, and the calm male voice issued an order, and the heaviness in his body suddenly dissipated.

Then someone grabbed his forehead and forced him to look up. Only then did he realize that he was bound by shackles and knelt in front of people in a very humiliating posture.

The blurred vision gradually became clear, and what came into view was a luxurious big bed, on which a person was reclining, his face could not be seen clearly due to the mist, but the dark green fishtail was very eye-catching.

Looking at the twisting mermaid line and the well-defined abdominal muscles, Yu Fuchen couldn't help secretly praising: "What a waist!" !

It's a pity that his sexual fortune is too thin, and his lust was suppressed ruthlessly just as he had some signs of it.

As soon as the man hooked his hand, he was ruthlessly pushed forward, with irresistible force, and he was so weak that he could only let others slaughter him. His neckline was torn open and his head tilted, and he was sent to the person with his neck tilted.

"Wait...fuck!"

The situation was critical, Yu Fuchen couldn't hold back his swearing, his attitude made the other party very dissatisfied, and the high-ranking Merman was not easy to mess with, so he slapped Yu Fuchen's sideways face at the end. come over.

When he saw that person's face, Yu Fuchen was stunned for a moment.

Compared with the merman who escorted him from the sea to the palace, this one in front of him is much more beautiful...or his appearance is closer to that of a human being, and more in line with the aesthetics of ordinary people.

Apart from his dark green long hair, this man has a pair of peach blossom eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a straight nose.

She is one of the best beauties in Xiujie, but unfortunately there are faint scales on her cheeks, and she is not a land creature at a glance

His fangs are not protruding from the mouth like other mermaids, they are well hidden, Yu Fuchen even thinks that the mermaids of the Chaosheng tribe have the ability to transform into humans.

Of course, the most eye-catching is the string of red beans on his wrist that has been faded by the seawater.

Linglong red beans, the pain of lovesickness.

It also seems to be a kind of love.

"An animal from the Cultivation World, a lackey from the Nine Heavens, how dare you act wildly in front of the Emperor!"

Hearing that he finally said something human, Yu Fuchen said unforgivingly: "Fart! You are going to eat people if you disagree with me, and I am not allowed to scold you??!"

This title, this wording, this tone.

It is estimated that this is the leader of the Chaosheng tribe.

Without any explanation, the Merman Emperor stretched out a sharp webbed claw, and pressed it straight for Yu Fuchen's throat.

The latter was so weak that it was difficult to escape, and the carotid artery was punctured unexpectedly.

Immediately, blood flowed horizontally.

After being slapped together, Yu Fuchen thought to himself that my life was over, smelling his own blood and making him feel sick, he closed his eyes while enduring the nausea, and waited quietly for death.

However, the shark emperor's claws did not penetrate his chest, greedily biting his fiery heart of pure yang, but lightly licked the blood on his fingertips with the tip of his tongue.

He opened his mouth with doubts, and his heart was full of puzzlement: "You...why do you have the breath of an old man in your blood?"