Fans of thousands of people respect him for cultivating the ruthless way

Feng Mosheng shrank his neck and relaxed his tense body.

Wait for the other party to write.

The lips of the person behind him curled up slightly, "Master is really a noble person who forgets things too much. When I first entered the sect, I met Master when I was practicing swords in the back mountain. Does Master remember what he did to the disciple at that time?"

What did you do at that time?

Feng Mosheng looked dumbfounded, but in fact he was summoning the system to quickly flip through the memory fragments.

His intuition told him that it was not good.

What can he do as a vicious cannon fodder? Wouldn't it be nice to see the hero not bullying?

Xie Jiuqing seemed to enjoy the tangled and anxious appearance of the person in his arms. While he was not paying attention, he pushed the pill pinched with his fingertips to the base of his tongue, held his chin and lifted it slightly, and the movements were as smooth as flowing water. This painkiller pill was regarded as being fed.

Feng Mosheng felt unwell, the pill got stuck in his throat and he couldn't swallow it for a while, coughing like hell.

Gently patted his hands behind his back, "Master, really can't remember? It was hot and dry that year, and many monsters were exposed to the sun and died. Seeing that the disciple was suffering from heat stroke, the master deliberately took off the disciple's clothes to dissipate heat. My son was in a critical situation at that time, if there is no master to help, I am afraid I will not see the master now."

After some "hard work", the pill that had experienced twists and turns was finally swallowed.

Feng Mosheng's eyes widened slightly. This seemed to be different from the message he received. What he saw was: the original owner found out that the male protagonist who was practicing sword alone in the back mountain, evil came from his guts, and grabbed him and stripped him naked He also laughed at each other for looking like a bitch.

The male protagonist is a male protagonist after all, and his appearance has never been surpassed since he was a child. The original owner is blatantly jealous!

Xie Jiuqing slowly cast his gaze over, "So, the master treats the disciple like a reborn parent, and this kind of great kindness can't be repaid by the disciple, so he can only follow the master every day in the name of apprenticeship, and never give up."

The dim light in the well-understood eyes moved slightly, and the light-colored pupils were as beautiful as fine glass, and those eyes were soft and cruel, no matter how you looked at them, it made people feel hairy all over.

Feng Mo's voice: "..."

He asked the system in a daze: "Is this really the case?"

The system also couldn't understand: [That, that year really seemed to be a severe drought.Maybe if you take his clothes off, he really thinks you are saving him, the hero is a straight man! 】

Because straight—Xie Jiuqing took off his clothes and looked as usual.

Because straight—Xie Jiuqing sucked his fingers and took the pills with his mouth, and his expression remained the same.

Because the original owner stripped off Xie Jiuqing's clothes and humiliated him, but Xie Jiuqing only felt that the original owner was trying to relieve him from the heat?

Feng Mosheng, the emotional babe, was so dazed that he believed in the evil of the system.

The system also silently opened the restoration scene. Although it is not so clear, the original owner's original words are true, "The weather is hot, and you are prone to heatstroke when you practice, why don't you let the uncle teach you how to avoid the heat~"

Although that expression looks a bit malicious....

It's not that obvious though.

Because the progress has not been reached, the memory scene is very vague and almost flashed by.

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It rained for half a month, and Feng Mosheng also raised it for half a month.

After the rain, there was a sudden scorching heat, and it was so hot that there was no wind at all, and even the air seemed to freeze!

The weird and changeable weather made everyone in Zhengdao panic. Rumors spread everywhere, and it was rumored that the big devil Wei Biji was behind the scenes.

The alternation of seasons in the human world has no effect on high-level monks, but Feng Mosheng, who is still in the stage of Qi training, suffers, and feels that he is going to die of heat every minute.

On the day of departure, he stood in the front row with two dark circles under his eyes.

As the saying goes, the play is a complete set, and Gui Yimen wants him to die for Feng Lange, but it also gives him the dignity he deserves. The travel expenses this time are all based on the rank of the venerable.

He was equipped with six commanding disciples, three in the Qi training period, and three in the foundation building period.

Without exception, several people all looked at him with their chins.

Feng Mosheng didn't bother to care about it, these days he was worried about the competition meeting, the weather caused him to practice uneasy, he was under a lot of pressure, and he had insomnia and dreams all the time.

The leader of the discussion meeting selected Yunhai Peak Guangyun Immortal Venerable, and his cultivation base has reached the stage of becoming a god.

Master Idle is the accompanying deacon this time. On the surface, he was named to accompany Feng Mosheng this time because he mishandled the matter of Feng Mosheng. Go out and be a shield.

For Gui Yimen, the existence of Feng Mosheng is like rat droppings in a pot of porridge, and he even thinks that he can use special methods to get rid of it directly if necessary.

Feng Mosheng sat in the luxurious "first-class cabin" of the aircraft exclusively for the venerable and had nothing to love.

The place they were going to this time was called Yunchuan, which was located on the border of righteousness and demons, and the journey was far away. He wanted to take the opportunity to sleep, but when he closed his eyes, he could always feel the disciples next door looking at him.

Although it was using divine sense, it was as effective as a few people standing in front of his bed in line.

Among the three monks in the foundation period, there was the junior sister who beat him up in the Jingxin Pavilion last time. The junior sister hated him very much because of Xie Jiuqing. In the end, they insisted that their cultivation was higher than him and they simply used sound transmission to scold him.

It was already hot, but now it was noisy, Feng Mosheng only felt his head buzzing.

He wanted to set up an enchantment to isolate these, but the problem was that there was no way...

Xie Jiuqing thoughtfully said, "If the master feels that the scorching heat is unbearable and can't fall asleep, then you can rely on your disciple to sleep. The disciple is an ice spirit."

As he spoke, he waved his big hand to set up a sound-proof barrier, and the chattering voice of the little junior sister stopped abruptly.

At this moment, Feng Mosheng's eyes looking at him were full of love and radiance. The image of the male protagonist was like the golden cudgel that became bigger by Monkey King, rising from the ground in his heart, majestic and radiant!

If no one sets restraints, he will flatter the hero up and down.

But at this moment, as a vicious cannon fodder, he could only glance at him indifferently, shut his mouth tightly, and then went to bed coldly in a look that counts your senses.

Of course he wouldn't rely on Xie Jiuqing to sleep, because he knew that Xie Jiuqing was not an ice spirit root at all, but an innate demon body surrounded by Yin Qi, so leaning on it would give an illusion of coolness.

I thought so, but thought and consciousness did not reach a consensus.

In such hot weather, Xie Jiuqing, who was meditating next to him, was like a piece of cold Tibetan ice, so tempting that people couldn't ignore it.

Feng Mosheng's brain made the decision for him, to choose the most comfortable resting environment, of course it was next to Xie Jiuqing!