Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

This is the first time someone will give me medicine when I grow up so big.

Feng Yun sat sideways on the side of the bed, Bai Yumo held the medicine jar in one hand, dug out a piece of cream-like medicine with his index finger and middle finger, and gently rubbed it on Feng Yun's bruised back.

"Be patient, the congestion needs to be rubbed to heal quickly."

"Oh." Feng Yun replied, a little regretful that his injury was on the back, if it was in the front, he would be able to see Bai Yumo's expression.

It really hurts to rub the bruise away, Feng Yun didn't know whether he should yell out to win sympathy, or grit his teeth and put on a strong appearance.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't make a sound. Since Bai Yumo wants to apply medicine to him, it means that the other party is already very distressed. If he yells again... it's better not to make Bai Yumo feel too uncomfortable .

"Okay, you go to bed first."

Bai Yumo moved his numb wrist, put the ointment back, and washed his hands again. When he came back, he saw Feng Yun was still sitting there, but his posture was slightly adjusted, and his eyes were completely glued to him.

"What's wrong?" he couldn't help asking.

"I put medicine on my back, and I can sleep on the floor."

Bai Yumo blinked, and the tips of his ears turned red suddenly, "Of course you want to sleep on the floor, I didn't say you wanted to sleep in the same bed as me."

"Oh, that's right." Feng Yun pouted, and started to get out of bed to spread the quilt for himself.

Seeing his aggrieved look, Bai Yumo felt a lot better, but he didn't say anything, he just sat back on the bed, and after Feng Yun spread the quilt, he said: "Then tomorrow morning, you will go with me How about watering?"

"Water?"

"Yes, I have to water the spiritual garden, and there are still more than half a month."

"Okay, I'll wake you up."

"Okay." I don't know who called who to get up.

Bai Yumo pulled up the quilt, and reached out to extinguish the candlestick.

I don't know if there was another person in the room suddenly or if he was a little tired today, but he fell asleep very quickly.

Feng Yun looked at him in the dark and quiet room, and after Bai Yumo really fell asleep, he quietly got up and lay down on the bedside.

The cold moonlight shone in through the window, and Bai Yumo's nose and lips were covered with a little light, which looked beautiful and delicious.

An arm stretched out from the quilt, and his slender fingers were slightly curled up. He slept on the inside, obviously there was another person on the bed who was rich enough to lie down.

Feng Yun curled his lips, carefully stuffed his hands into Bai Yumo's folded palms, and then buried his face in the crook of the other arm with a bright smile on his face.

The cold moon slanted down the light, shining on every place regardless of rich or poor.

"What's my name? My name was taken away by a brat, why don't you just call me... Feng Mo."

Feng Mo was sitting in the courtyard of the leader of the Shasin Demon Cult, holding a jug of half-drunk wine in his hand.

The corner of Fang Yuanze's mouth twitched, "Master, you can't even beat a kid?"

"You can't fight, you can't grab, you can't talk, so don't call me an expert, call me by my name." Feng Mo found two teacups out of nowhere, "Drink some?"

"Who are you?" Fang Yuanze asked, sitting on the stone bench opposite, took his glass of wine and drank it down.

"It's really powerful, aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

"Tch, you need to poison me if you want to kill me. When you tear up the void, I'm going to call you Master instead."

"Hehehe, interesting, you are so stupid."

Fang Yuanze rolled his eyes, "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat you, I would have thrown you to the ground long ago..."

"Enough." Feng Mo threw the wine on the ground, the liquid scattered and the porcelain pot was smashed, "Don't mention that place to me, it's off-putting."

"Okay, okay, tell me, who are you?"

"I, I am your apprentice, the kind that is fake."

"But I confiscated my apprentice."

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"Look at what I picked up in the mortal world! A child, he dared to bite me, I definitely want him to be my apprentice!"

In Feng Yun's memory, missing the enrollment in the Immortal World was a very frustrating thing, but it didn't make him sad.

Because after that, he was chased and beaten for stealing, and bumped into a man in a red dress who didn't look serious.

The man said to him, "Boy, I think we are very destined!"

Since then, he has become a disciple of the leader of the Chasin Demon Cult.

When that person accepted his disciples, he completely forgot that he should test his spiritual roots first, so that when he returned, he was surrounded and beaten by the left and right Dharma protectors.

But after the fight, the man still smiled with a bruised nose, squatted in front of him, held his hand to comfort him, "Don't worry, I said we are destined, and I will never leave you alone."

Feng Yun didn't know how to describe that feeling at that time, but he was very nervous when he tested the spirit root.

It would be great if he could have a good spiritual root, which would probably make this man feel proud.

After that, the man really felt elated.

After the dazzling white light passed, before he could react, he was carried by the other party to show off from the central underground palace of the Sin Demon Sect all the way to the gate.

Feng Yun remembered the unbelievable but helpless expressions of the left and right protectors.

After that, it was several years of cultivation.

His talent is really good, no one can find the slightest fault.

In a few years, Feng Yun has caught up with the power that many people in the church can only obtain in decades.

Fang Yuanze was very happy. When he practiced Mahayana, he said he would take him out to show off.

At that time, it was Zhengdao's centenary Xianmen competition.

He was basically practicing before, and few people had seen him, so only Fang Yuanyang disguised himself as a middle-aged man, and forced him to change his words, calling him from master to father.

"Hurry up and call me daddy!" Hearing those words, Feng Yun almost wanted to punch him.

It's not that I have nostalgia for my biological parents, it's just that I have a feeling of "you lose if you call me dad".

Just when they were at a stalemate, an upright referee elder shouted: "In the next match, Feng Xiao, a disciple of Wanjianzong, will face Bai Yumo, a disciple of Lingyunzong!"

Bai Yumo, these three words seemed to have some unique rhythm, Feng Yun immediately looked up at the ring.

Fang Yuanze was still chattering on the sidelines. When he saw him looking at the stage, he leaned over to look at the stage himself, "Looking so fascinated, what son are you looking at?"

Feng Yun didn't give him a look, but raised his hand to accurately push away the face that was too close to him, and said almost perfunctorily: "Father, please be quiet, you are preventing me from seeing my wife."

Fang Yuanze was stunned by the "Father" at first, but then he heard the second half of Feng Yun's words.

Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law?What daughter-in-law?When will my son who is so grown up have a wife?

He followed Feng Yun's gaze and looked at the stage again, the battle was over.

On the arena stood a sword-wielding young man in a blue and white robe, with black hair tied up, delicate features, and a small mole of tears under his light brown eyes.

There they were asking again if anyone wanted to challenge Bai Yumo. The competition was a group arena, and whoever won would stand on top until they lost.

Ling Yunzong's clothes, Fang Yuanze's expression was complicated for a moment, and just as his thoughts were fluctuating, Feng Yun had already stood on the stage, clasping his hands in salute, his eyes burning.

"Xia Fengyun, I wonder if I can ask you a question or two?"

Bai Yumo was stunned for a moment, staring straight at Feng Yun, but soon blinked, and lowered his eyes a little helplessly, "D-of course."

But they didn't make it.

The elders of Xianmen immediately reacted after being stunned for a short time.

I don't know who shouted, "It's a disciple of the Devil's Cult!"

These words were like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the peaceful atmosphere around him suddenly changed.

"Yu Mo!" Ji Junwu, the third elder of Lingyun Sect, stood in front of Bai Yumo, looking at Feng Yun opposite him vigilantly.

"Master, master..." Bai Yumo didn't know how to speak, just as his thoughts were in a mess.

With a glance of ten thousand years, love was born, but before he could say a few more words, the person on the other side was exposed as a Demon Sect.

As Bai Yumo, who has received righteous education since childhood, he should cut off this budding love.

However, he returned to Ling Yunzong in a daze, but he couldn't cut off his thoughts.

That day, Feng Yun quickly left under Zhengdao's siege. What's ridiculous is that he was very lucky that the other party escaped the siege.

Soon after, it was time for a large secret realm to open.

The opening of the secret realm, regardless of the righteous way or the evil way, must be mixed.

He didn't see Feng Yun when he entered, so he could only suppress his slump and concentrate on finding opportunities in the secret realm.

This place is as big as another world, and it is impossible to meet others in it without a great fate.

But they just hit it off.

In the depths of the ruins, he accidentally triggered the mechanism and was teleported to another place.

The grass and trees exude a fragrance, and not far away is a small courtyard that has been abandoned for many days, like a paradise built by the legendary Da Neng.

Following the fresh and sticky blood on the grass, Bai Yumo saw Feng Yun lying on the ground whose life and death were unknown.

"Wake up, Feng Yun! Feng Yun..." Bai Yumo's hands were shaking, and he hurriedly took out the medicine from the storage bag.

As a result, at this moment, Feng Yun opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Yumo's wrist, and stopped the terrifying act of stuffing a large amount of pills into his mouth.

Bai Yumo was a little stunned, staring blankly, watching Feng Yun propping himself up on the ground and sitting up.

"If I take so many medicines, won't I make up for death?"

"You, are you okay?" Bai Yumo blinked, "But that blood..."

"Other people's blood." Feng Yun scratched his hair, his black clothes were drenched with blood, "I just slept here, and then I was woken up by you."

He propped his head, and looked at Bai Yumo carefully, "We meet again, Yumo, right?"

Bai Yumo felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest, so he nodded indiscriminately when he heard the words, "Well, I, my name is Bai Yumo."

"Ah...Which Yu?" Feng Yun deliberately teased him, and moved closer.

Bai Yumo replied, "I'll give it to you."

He was still holding the pills in his hand, and his wrist was pulled to Feng Yun's mouth.

The demonic man opened his mouth and licked the pills one by one, "I am from the demonic way, and I like to eat you, a good-looking orthodox man with thin skin, tender flesh, and good looks. Are you afraid?"

Bai Yumo withdrew his hand, stood up and moved a little further away, and changed the subject: "How do you get out of this place?"

"I don't know..." Feng Yun sighed, and lay down again, "I just came here too, would you like to come and lie down for a while, it's quite comfortable."

"I think it's better for you to take a shower first." Bai Yumo looked at the blood on his leg, remembered Feng Yun's wet clothes, and immediately took a few steps back, "It's so dirty..."

"Yes, yes, I will stand up right away."

Feng Yun got up, walked in front of Bai Yumo a few steps, and asked with a smile, "Hey, how do you feel about me?"

"How does it feel?" Bai Yumo didn't react for a while.

"It's... this feeling!" Feng Yun hugged Bai Yumo's waist with the smell of blood all over his body, and the two of them pressed tightly together, the blood that hadn't dried up seeped inward along the clothes.

Bai Yumo took a deep breath, and was about to push Feng Yun away, but the latter let him go first.

"How is it? That's how it feels, do you like it?"

The light blue and white clothes are not resistant to dirt, but now they are clearly printed with blood marks.

Bai Yumo glared at Feng Yun, and angrily walked towards the river.

Feng Yun took a few steps to follow, and said with a smile on the side: "Angry? Don't be obedient, I was wrong, and I sincerely apologize to you, okay?"

Bai Yumo ignored him, and he just chattered and acted like a baby.

Until he didn't pay attention to the pit in front of him, he fell to the ground suddenly.

"Ah, it hurts to death." Feng Yun complained, turned over, and met the anxious and concerned Bai Yumo.

Bai Yumo frowned, raised his foot and kicked lightly, "Get up, stop pretending."

"I was really tripped—" Feng Yun stood up and took Bai Yumo's hand beside him, "Don't be angry, I was wrong, I shouldn't tease you, I will be honest in the future, learn Righteousness."

Bai Yumo pursed his lips and explained: "No, I just think you are too dirty."

Feng Yun was stunned, "Oh...then if I hug you when I'm clean, you'll be fine?"

"Of course there is something. We have nothing to do with each other. Why do you hug me?"

"It doesn't matter why, the first time I saw you, we have already become Taoist couples, don't you know?"

"You!" Bai Yumo blushed, and pushed him to the river, "Go and take a bath, don't talk to me."

"Okay okay-"

Feng Yun took off his clothes by the river, and one of his sleeves was soaked in the river water, oozing a large amount of blood.

The river reached his waist and abdomen, and it was quite deep.

Feng Yun looked at Bai Yumo, who had his back turned to him, and controlled the spiritual power with one hand, rolled up the river and splashed it over.

The water hit Bai Yumo's back and seeped quickly.

Bai Yumo frowned and turned around, her beautiful eyes were full of anger and embarrassment, "Why did you hit me?"

"Don't you wash? They're all men, what are you afraid of?" Feng Yun crossed his waist, "I'm still wearing obscene pants!"

"Are all of you demons like this, such disciples?"

"No way, I just invited you to take a bath." Feng Yun poured another handful of water at Bai Yumo, this time hitting Bai Yumo's face directly.

Feng Yun forced a smile, "Oh, no, why, don't you know how to avoid it?"

He stepped on the river bank and walked up quickly, reached out and took Bai Yumo into his arms, "Let me see, does it hurt?"