After wearing the book, I rely on sucking the big brother to continue my life

"Big Brother!"

The disappearing figure of the boy collapsed like fragments in an instant, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed. Chu Xiuran stretched out his hand to grab something, and the feeling of falling suddenly hit him. When he opened his eyes, he met a pair of cold and indifferent eyes .

"When you wake up, drink this."

Before Chu Xiuran could react, a bowl of rich black potion was pressed against his mouth, and the smell rushed straight to his forehead, making him almost vomit the contents of his stomach.

He was terrified and refused again and again: "Can I not drink?"

What kind of underworld thing is this!

Why does it smell so weird!

"Drink it, it's good for your health."

The person holding the bowl was tough, without saying a word, he pressed Chu Xiuran and poured down a whole bowl of bitter medicine.

Chu Xiuran's slender arms and legs couldn't resist at all. After being poured with a bowl of underworld potion, he felt like a sickly chicken with plague, and his vision was blurry.

Is it really good to treat a patient like this?

Waving a hand in front of him, Chu Xiuran tilted his head to look, and met a pair of pupils very similar to Mo Linyuan's pupils again.

It's just that the man in front of him has white hair, and his face is colder than that of senior brother.

He said coldly: "Do you still remember who I am?"

This face... had appeared in his dream just now.

Chu Xiuran opened his mouth and called out hesitantly, "Master?"

Immortal Liuyun withdrew his hand, "It seems that you are not stupid."

After finishing speaking, Chu Xiuran felt that something was stuffed into his mouth, and moved his mouth tentatively, a few wisps of sweet taste hit, suppressing the strange smell in his mouth.

After chewing twice, he reacted: "Where is the senior brother, how is he doing?!" While speaking, he wanted to get off the ground, but was stopped back.

Liuyun Xianzun's face was cold and hard: "Don't worry, he won't die."

This word...

Chu Xiuran was ashamed for a while, but he was still a little worried: "Then how is he doing now? Great Master, can I go and see him?"

If he didn't see Mo Linyuan himself, he still couldn't rest assured.

Immortal Liuyun said slowly: "We'll talk about taking care of our body."

Chu Xiuran's face collapsed. With his body, it would take days to recover.

"After Linyuan wakes up, he will have to spend some time to adjust his body. You won't be able to see him even if you go."

"Then...do you know why he did that?" Chu Xiuran asked worriedly.

This sudden situation was too dangerous. If he hadn't happened to find Wu Xinyu there, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Little boy, don't ask so many questions." Immortal Liuyun took a deep look at him, with some emotions that Chu Xiuran couldn't understand in his eyes.

Hearing what he said, Chu Xiuran knew that he didn't intend to tell him.

He lay back and called the system inwardly.

However, this time, the system did not respond at all.

A bad premonition welled up in Chu Xiuran's heart.

It won't be...something will go wrong again.

Chu Xiuran didn't know much about this great master.

In the information given by the system at the beginning, Chu Xiuran's knowledge of him was only on paper.

This one, like Qingfeng Xianzun, is also the top pillar of the Sanshengmen.

It's just that this person is cold by nature, he doesn't like to participate in the affairs of the sect, and he doesn't know what kind of quarrel he had with Qingfeng Xianzun, and then he has been retreating in the cave all year round. Unless there is something important, he will not show up.

Of course, there is one exception—that is, when the original owner encounters something that cannot be handled, this arrogant and cold immortal will appear.

He seemed to be particularly devoted to the original owner.

In the words of the system, the original owner was covered by two big bosses in the sect, so it's no wonder he wasn't spoiled.

But when it comes to who in the sect is most familiar with this Gao Leng Xianzun, it really isn't the exception of the original owner.

The one who is really familiar with this boss must be Mo Linyuan.

This Immortal Liuyun is Mo Linyuan's genuine master—whether it is martial arts, swordsmanship, or cultivation experience, Mo Linyuan can win the worship of many young disciples in the immortal sect, all of them are this The credit of Liuyun Immortal Venerable.

To put it another way, the sharpest sword of Sanshengmen is Mo Linyuan, and Immortal Qingfeng is the scabbard, and whether the sword is drawn or not depends on Shen Qingcheng.

And Immortal Liuyun is the most stable and hardest shield of the Sanshengmen. As long as he is there, no one without eyes will dare to provoke the Sanshengmen.

Chu Xiuran carefully raised his eyes to look at him, his appearance was exactly the same as in the dream.

"What, are you uncomfortable?"

Chu Xiuran was surprised and suspicious when he heard Liuyun Xianzun's question, and seeing his frown clearly, he nodded honestly when he was about to shake his head.

"I'm a little dizzy."

"A little nauseous."

"I'm cold and my throat still hurts."

"The voice is also hoarse."

Chu Xiuran looked at him pitifully.

It was very strange, although it was the first time for him to see this Immortal Liuyun, yet there seemed to be a sense of closeness to him from the original owner in his body, which made him subconsciously reveal his truest side.

"Squeamish..."

Even though Liuyun Xianzun said so, his body covered him tightly with a quilt very honestly.

"I'll ask your senior sister to cook pear soup for you."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Lian walked in with a soup cup: "Master, you don't need to tell me, I have already prepared it."

Gu Lian was really delicate. After knowing about Chu Xiuran, he cooked pear soup a long time ago, simmered it over a low fire to warm it up, and when he heard the sound of him waking up, he took out the soup that he had prepared earlier in the morning.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Leveries" holding pear soup with tears in my eyes.

"I bought you with a bowl of soup, and that's what you're going to do." Wu Xinyu walked in, and Chu Xiuran noticed that he had changed into dark purple clothes, which made him look noble and elegant.

However, when he opened his mouth, the essence of his poisonous tongue was fully revealed.

Gu Lian pinched him, and said angrily: "Little brother just woke up, can you stop being so annoying."

Wu Xinyu didn't speak, and threw something into Chu Xiuran's arms. He picked it up with a puzzled look, and it was a bulging mustard bag.

His eyes lit up, and Chu Xiuran looked at Wu Xinyu. This operation was exactly the same as in the dream.

Wu Xinyu coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable on his face: "Well, I didn't listen to you at the time, and it almost caused a catastrophe. You take the things as an apology to you."

Chu Xiuran naturally knew what he was talking about, but seeing his appearance, he still wanted to tease him.

"Third Senior Brother, this bag...couldn't be the poison you made."

He pretended not to accept the bag, pretending to be disgusted: "I don't want poison. Although this thing is good, it often tricks me."

"That's because you are stupid and mistaken the poison and the wound medicine!" Wu Xinyu angrily pushed the bag back into his hand.

Chu Xiuran still teased him, evading: "No, no, there must be poison in it, I don't want it, I don't want it."

Wu Xinyu went crazy: "I said it's not poison, you take it!"

Chu Xiuran: "You must be trying to tease me, I won't accept it."

Wu Xinyu: "Today, if you take this thing, you have to take it, or if you don't take it, you have to take it!"

You push me and you push you. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chu Xiuran is making fun of him, but only Wu Xinyu can't see it. He is so anxious that his face turns red, and Gu Lian who is on the side wants to cover his mouth. laugh.

"Okay, what is given to you is yours, take it." This farce ended with a sentence from Liuyun Xianzun.

Seeing that he finally took the things away, Wu Xinyu felt relieved. He never took back the things that Wu Xinyu sent out.

Chu Xiuran chuckled, opened the mustard seed bag, and the green and shiny spirit stones in it almost blinded his eyes.

Wu Xinyu really loves giving him spirit stones!

"Third Senior Brother is really proud!"

Wu Xinyu folded his arms and raised his head, and said like a nouveau riche: "Tell me when you run out, you will be indispensable."

Chu Xiuran put away the mustard seed bag with a smile.

After such a fight, his face looked a lot more rosy, but his hands and feet were still cold, and he couldn't move because he was stuffed in the cup.

"Master, I'll just take care of my junior brother." Gu Lian stood by the bed and said hesitantly, "Senior brother... I have to trouble you to take a look."

When Mo Linyuan was mentioned, Chu Xiuran immediately became nervous: "Eldest brother, is his condition serious?"

"This..." Gu Lian shook her head, wanting to say something, she keenly noticed the gaze cast by Immortal Liuyun, and changed her words decisively.

"No, it's just that we are worried about him and want to let the master go and see, so we can rest assured."

Immortal Liuyun stood up, with a bit of incredulity in his tone, "I'll go and have a look, you and Xinyu will take care of him."

This him, of course, refers to Chu Xiuran lying on the bed.

Once Immortal Liuyun left, Wu Xinyu became more at ease. He sat down on Chu Xiuran's bed and unceremoniously competed with him for a place as a sick person.

Chu Xiuran rolled his eyes, because of Lingshi's sake, he didn't care about him.

"Huh, that person can be considered to have left, I'm scared to death, but he is risking his life to work with you as the host." The disappearing system suddenly appeared.

Chu Xiuran said quietly: "You can figure it out, I thought you abandoned me, a useless host."

"They don't have it!"

The system said timidly: "It's all because of that Immortal Liuyun is too strong, if he is a little careless, he may find his trace, and he has to go offline as a last resort!"

"Master?"

Chu Xiuran was puzzled: "As the son of luck, Mo Linyuan couldn't find you by his side. According to the setting, isn't he similar to a supporting role? How could he find you?"

"This involves a blind spot of knowledge, let me explain it to you."

The system Balabala said a lot, and it can be summed up in one sentence: "Liuyun Xianzun is very strong, so strong that he can already spy on the way of heaven."

And Mo Linyuan is the son of luck, currently his luck is damaged, and he can't find the existence of the system.However, when the cultivation base returns in the later period, and it is restored to a strong period, the existence of the system can also be discovered.

In short, Liuyun Xianzun is a hidden boss.

"By the way, host, look at the luck points you have absorbed, there are surprises."

When Chu Xiuran saw it, he was stunned.

"Fuck?"

"40 luck points!"

"Is this a rocket launch?"