Jade bone ice muscle

The golden seal of the sky has its own strong wind. Practitioners bathed in it can be inspired by Zhengyang Qi and their mana will skyrocket. With its help, ghosts and demons can't hide.

But this mighty formation suddenly shattered.

The golden seal disappeared suddenly, so abruptly that people were shocked, and the walking corpse and resentment also lost power in an instant.

I don't know if it's good or bad.

Xiao Yi looked over suspiciously.

He couldn't see what happened on the top of the mountain. In fact, he couldn't figure out what happened in the center of the island, and it came and went quickly.

If he hadn't been standing among piles of corpses, covered in stinky pus and blood, he would have thought he had entered an illusion.

Fortunately, this match was decided, and they won more with less, so they naturally had a way to survive. Although Jibo Island had killed too many innocent lives, fortunately, the culprit also had the end he deserved.

This was something to be happy about, but he saw Yu Wuque kicking away the piles of buried demon corpses, and hurriedly swept to the top of the mountain like a gust of wind.

When Xiao Yi rushed over with the puppet, he saw him carrying someone down the path from a distance.

Apart from Taiwei Shangxian, no one else could work for him. He was so anxious, Xiao Yi wanted to help, but was stopped by Kongzhi.

"The situation on Jibo Island is complicated, and the master must arrange for it to be dealt with. Mr. Xiao has really worked hard to help you this time. Please reply Wen Yu and take a rest."

Xiao Yi looked at the person who disappeared at the corner of the path, and asked, "But Shangxian Taiwei was injured?"

"There is always consumption in starting a formation." Kong Zhi pointed to the sky, the brilliance of purifying the Great Seal had almost dissipated, but anyone with some cultivation level knew that this formation was unusual, and it took a huge amount of money to run it once.

Xiao Yi cupped his hands and said, "I will learn some medical skills, and I also brought medicine, do I need—"

"No need." Kongzhi was very clear about chasing away the guests, and specially reminded him, "Young Master Xiao, I will take it on behalf of the master, and it will be fine in three days, but what I saw and heard today, I hope Young Master Xiao will keep it a secret."

"People from Xiaoyuelou, keep your word and keep it secret."

"No, Kong Zhi asked Mr. Xiao to keep it a secret because it is for Jibo Island to save your Xiaoji family, and it is also for my master." Kong Zhi led the people to the shore for a boat, and after sending them up, he said slowly, "This agreement It is the agreement between Fukong Palace and Xiao Yi, not the business between Tianji Palace and Xiaoyue Tower, when Master Xiao wakes up, please keep silent about today's affairs."

Xiao Yi didn't talk much, but he was a man of understanding. That's all the puppet said, so he didn't ask any more questions, and simply said, "I understand."

"Thank you." Kongzhi said with a gentle smile, "people on Jibo Island will remember your son's good deeds."

The sword puppet punted him back to Wen Yu, the broken snails on the seashore were mixed with ice and drifted unsteadily, the oil splattered away, and the holy flame was extinguished.

It was only when he turned his head that he realized that Jibo Island had already disappeared.

This small island, which had just experienced a massacre and killed thousands of people, disappeared into a dark deep sea without a sound, and an indescribable regret was stuck in his heart.

Anyway, three days ago, the island was still full of life. Xiao Yi always felt that as long as he turned around, everything behind him would be erased from the world.

If I had to say what the regret was, it was probably because I didn't have time to collect the body for Xiaoji's family.

"May your souls be at peace."

Xiao Yi pinched a soul-inducing talisman with his spiritual power, wrote down the names of Xiaoji's family, and set it on fire, but the talisman paper couldn't ignite.

He froze for a moment, and glanced into the void.

Then, as if he understood something, he extinguished the spiritual fire and threw the talisman into the air.

The soul-attracting talisman fluttered with the wind, and finally touched a corner of the barrier and disappeared.

Xiao Yi's regret in his heart turned into a sigh: "That's fine."

……

Kongzhi found them in a courtyard that had been vacant for a long time halfway up the mountain.

When he found him, the appearance of Crane Bugui was really scary.

The blood at the corner of his mouth was still wet, and his palm had a big hole, and his body was covered in blood. Yu Wuque probably couldn't care less about one end than the other. He hastily spread a clean bedding, and he was not willing to put He Bugui in this strange place. On the bed, he was half hugging and half hugging Crane Bugui, while covering it with his body temperature, and at the same time giving someone the spirit.

When Kongzhi came in, he saw that Yu Wuque's expression was very bad, so he didn't bother him, and cleaned up the house, and dragged out the master's frequently used items from the Qiankun bag one by one. After doing this, Yu Wuque still maintained the same posture, Kongzhi Only then did he persuade: "Young Master Wuque, it's useless, let the master lie down, and you can rest too."

Yu Wuque knew it was useless, his master's noble fairy body was full of leaks, even if he stuffed him with ten or eight golden elixirs, it would be useless.

It's just that he couldn't think of any better way to relieve the pain of the crane not returning.

He nestled in his neck and murmured and felt uncomfortable, every sound made Yu Wuque's heart ache and ache.

Rao knew that one hundred percent of his spiritual power would be saved, and as long as He Bugui could feel better because of this little spiritual power, even if he was drained dry, he would be content with it.

The bed was already made, so it didn't make sense to hold him like this all the time, Yu Wuque put him down, but saw that the blood-stained hand was still clutching his skirt.

He could only take it off gently, carefully wiped off the blood, applied ointment to the wound, and then patiently bandaged it. Kong Zhi brought a charcoal basin to light a candle, and put a cup of hot tea beside the bed.

"Young master, don't worry too much, just use some tea."

"I can't eat it."

"If you stare at the master all night, he won't be able to wake up." Kongzhi pushed the teacup, "This tea is special, it can eliminate karma, the young master has absorbed the resentful soul tonight, it will be more comfortable to drink."

Yu Wuque lowered his eyelashes: "Even you can see it, Master must know at a glance whether he will blame me."

Asking this question did not intend to let a puppet answer instead of the crane.

I just thought that the first time Crane Bugui got angry and let Si Lu Si Jie beat him up like that, it was because he took the soul of Qiao Tu. Although there were such doubts in Manling Island, it was a last resort.

Today, he is eating the soul of the water demon, no one is forcing him, it is a decision made with a clear mind.

He crossed the line.

Kong Zhi supported his shoulder and said: "If the master blames you, it won't be like this."

Yu Wuque looked up blankly: "Huh?"

Kong Zhi pointed to He Bugui's hand that was exposed outside the quilt. It wasn't Yu Wuque who was holding him, but he subconsciously curled his fingers and held Yu Wuque.

"In the past, the illness was unbearable, and the master would only get close to the palace master like this. Now Mr. Wuque is also someone the master trusts. Since he is close, he will not blame you."

Yu Wuque didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

The joy is that he is considered a close person of Hebugui, but the worry is that he doesn't want to see such a sick appearance.

"He looks like this, I'm afraid he will have to lie down for two or three days."

"Well, the master's shortfall is too big, and he hasn't adjusted his spiritual power to make up for it. He won't wake up for at least two days." Kongzhi called hot water and wiped He Bugui's face with a clean handkerchief. Ba Snake can't stop either, the puppets of Manling and Tuoling are busy building, if the spiritual power is drawn, all the puppets will have to stop."

Yu Wuque's tone was not very good and authentic: "So he would rather spoil himself, anyway, he's used to it, right?"

Kong Zhi shrugged: "How dare we say anything."

"I dare to say it, but will he listen?" Yu Wuque was very helpless, "It's because the master and the palace lord are used to it. Everything depends on him. In the end, it's so uncomfortable that I carry it by myself."

Yu Wuque's tone was full of reproach and distress, not like a disciple's attitude towards his master, Kong Zhi savored it for a while, and felt that his old-fashioned complaining words were more like a housekeeper.

His master is stubborn and stubborn, and occasionally a little naive, because no one cares about him since he was a child, and now he has it, maybe it's a good thing.

Moreover, He Bugui's mouth is annoying, he will eat whatever he is told to eat, and he will sleep if he is told to go to bed early, one day he suddenly wants to stay up and will only order a dark night pearl, Kong Zhi asked him why he did this, Fu Kong Temple There was no shortage of charcoal candles, so he said that he didn't want to be discovered by the brat, otherwise he would make endless noise.

In fact, he knows who is good to him.

Even if he refused to get close to others, it was a last resort, he dared not.

But who in this world doesn't want someone to treat them well?

The charcoal basin was lit, and the room gradually warmed up. Yu Wuque conscientiously bandaged his palms, and took off all the jade crown and crane feathers. Crane Bugui's jet-black ink radiated out, revealing only half of his pale and handsome face. .

Yu Wuque's eyes were all on this distressed person, so he was not willing to take half a step away, so he sat on the bedside and looked at him.

The long eyelashes cast a shadow, and the bridge of the nose is so high that it looks like a stroke of a pen, which is just right between tough and feminine. Light powder.

Crane Bugui lacks energy and blood all year round, so his complexion is extremely fair, and he has been cared for carefully. His skin is so tender that water can be squeezed out. At least the forehead that Yu Wuque kissed feels very good. Thinking of this, he can no longer serve Kuanyi as calmly as water, Strangely, he reached out his hand, and touched He Bugui's cheek with his fingers.

icy.

Kong Zhi froze: "?"

What is this doing?

Yu Wuque only dared to touch lightly, then withdrew his hand immediately, sat upright, looked up and saw Kongzhi's astonished face, he coughed in embarrassment: "You can undress Shizun so that he can sleep comfortably. Go to decoction."

The temperature outside the door was very low, and when the cool breeze blew, the impetuous panic in the brain was suppressed a lot, and Yu Wuque squatted beside the medicine stove in a trance.

Reflecting on tonight's outrageous behavior, can it be considered a big treason?

But secretly getting close to the one you love is really perverted and addictive.

If it wasn't for Cai Kongzhi staring in the room just now, he wondered if he would touch the soft brows again in his bewilderment, or in his fantasy, there would be the fragrance of hibiscus and thin pale pink lips.

The more he thought about it, the more crooked he became, Yu Wuque took the cattail fan and slapped himself hard.

His thoughts about the crane not returning are probably out of control. If the other party finds out, will they think that he is disgusting, disobedient, and kicked out of the floating palace with a broom?

Then you can only press it down and don't mention it. After the temptation is over and you have been with him for a long time, you can accept this kind of intention even if the crane doesn't return, and it's not too late to talk to him again.

It seems from the scriptures that the love does not know where it starts and goes deep, so I look forward to the future and worry about gains and losses.

But this mother-in-law's conceited temperament doesn't match her at all.

Yu Wuque clutched the cattail leaf fan and thought about it, then slapped it on the forehead again.

He was only 17 years old, he was capable, he was born neatly and behaved well, he was an open and frank man.

As a man, he naturally pursues what he wants, and works hard to get it if he likes someone.

Why think so much? !

That bastard Xie Miao dared to pinch his chin just to eat, what happened to him kissing him?This time sneaking around was a bit obscene, so next time I will explain it to that person openly.

Make it clear that you can't say whether you like it or not, anyway, what's wrong with falling in love with one person?

As soon as the fierce ideological struggle came to an end, he heard Kong Zhi's "Hey" from the door, and Yu Wuque threw down his cattail fan and rushed in.

"what happened?"

"Huh? No, the master is fine." Seeing his anxious face, Kongzhi lifted up the bag in his hand and said, "There is something in the small bag that the master kept. I opened it and saw that it was a bag of ice water."

Yu Wuque took it over and looked at it: "What's the point?"

Kongzhi explained: "Young master doesn't know something. The master has a little habit. He will keep whatever others give him. Needless to say, the palace master, the Taiqing Shangxian, and the elder Xuanji left behind. The Fukong Temple has a special hall. Yu collects them, even when he goes down the mountain occasionally, the owner will take the chickens, ducks and fishes sent by the villagers, or the kites given to him by the children, in this bag and take them home.

"I just undressed the master, and I found something bulging in the small bag, so I opened it to take a look, and it turned out to be full of water, so it was strange."

Kongzhi didn't see why, so he asked, "Do you know what kind of water this is?"

Yu Wuque shook his head, opened the small bag and smelled it.

The faint ice-snow chill seemed to still have the smell of grass and trees, but it was placed in He Bugui's close-fitting bag, covering his body with a scent of hibiscus.

Hibiscus? !

Yu Wuque was stunned for a moment: "This is..."

Soraka: "What?"

He was the one who carved the hibiscus bud out of ice when he broke the enchantment of the water demon, and gave it to the master as a joke, but he secretly put it in a small bag and hid it.

It's really blown away.

What an inexplicable and infinitely cute eccentricity.

Yu Wuque couldn't help laughing out loud.

"The ice flower carved for him to tease him, I really keep it."

"When did you carve it?"

"Just now, the water monster summoned so much ice and snow, and threw away one of the crystal clear ones, so I carved one."

Kong Zhi: "..."

Then you are naive enough.

Yu Wuque: "Your master is probably three years old this year."

"Young Master Wu Que is so embarrassed to say so, the master is three years old, so you are four years old at most."

"Oh, Kongzhi, you are taking advantage of Master's coma and calling him childish."

"It's not scolding, it's the truth." Kong Zhi didn't know what he was secretly laughing at, snatched the bag and put it away carefully, and even said back, "You two are quite childish, don't make fun of each other."

Yu Wuque arched him: "You are getting more and more courageous."

"No, I learned everything from you." Kongzhi stuck out his tongue and pushed the man out of the room, "Just a few jokes, son, don't stare at the master bitterly, you rest well, and the master's body will also recover alright."

Yu Wuque slid into He Bugui's bed and sat down, as if he would not leave.

"I'm not tired, just keep him at ease."

"But--"

But what is.

Crane Bugui turned over, and clutched Yu Wuque's sleeve again in a daze, Yu Wuque proudly "poofed" with a look of "you are superfluous to see that you can't leave me without him" .

Kong Zhi learned to roll his eyes without a teacher, thinking that the two immature ghosts will still have trouble in the future.

Goodbye to you, I will not serve you anymore.

The author says:

He Xiaoxi: Who doesn't have a fetish yet, I just like collecting junk?

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