Dressed as a male protagonist

When Shen Rang heard the words, his eyes were fixed, and he gave a soft "hmm" and said: "Brother, don't worry."

Minglan and Guanglingzi also nodded to them.

Fuyao looked at the interaction of several senior brothers and sisters, his face darkened, and he said angrily to Lu Wuchen: "What is it called! Isn't your master's accident all because of you! Why don't you get out and let me see!!"

Lu Wuchen: "..." Silently swallowing the words, Lu Wuchen backed away a little, leaving a place for Fuyao to feel his pulse.

Wei Ling glanced at Fuyao, blinked at him, and then fell into a deep sleep.

It's been two days since I woke up.

The sunlight outside is slightly slanting, and the bamboo shadows are shaking.Wei Ling opened his eyes and looked at the bed curtain above his head, recalling what happened before he passed out, and sighed slightly.

It wasn't until the soreness on his body subsided a little that Wei Ling lifted the quilt and planned to get out of bed.

The door was pushed open violently.

"Master." Lu Wuchen stood with the backlight, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, but his voice contained obvious tenderness.

Wei Ling was taken aback: "You've been outside?" Otherwise, how could this person know as soon as he woke up?

Lu Wuchen walked in, bent down to put Wei Ling's shoes on, and put on clothes for him: "Master, you have been asleep for two days, how do you feel now?"

Wei Ling tried to use the full spiritual power in his chest, and said, "Not bad." Even the scattered spiritual power has recovered, so it naturally feels good.In addition, knowing that Nan Jinrong and others would not embarrass Lu Wuchen again, Wei Ling was in a better mood.

It's just... I don't know what method Lu Wuchen and Fuyao used to make up for his lost spiritual power?

Lu Wuchen saw Wei Ling swaying, and immediately approached him and asked, "What is Master thinking?"

Wei Ling said: "The spiritual power in my body..."

Lu Wuchen said: "The most indispensable thing here is medicine to replenish spiritual power."

Wei Ling understood, and couldn't help but praise him again: "Good job."

Although he lost his spiritual power in a daze at that time, it was because he thought Lu Wuchen was gone.One is that she is overly sad, and the other is that knowing that the protagonist is not there, the direction of the world will change drastically, and her hope of going back will also become slim.Without the person he cared about, and unable to return to the 21st century, Wei Ling was disheartened and naturally didn't want to continue living.

But now Lu Wuchen is fine.

Lu Wuchen is fine, which means that the two of them will walk together in the next road, so their spiritual strength must be restored.

Wei Ling looked at Lu Wuchen and said, "How is your injury?"

Lu Wuchen was preparing water and a cloth towel to wash Wei Ling's face, when he heard Wei Ling's words, he immediately put down the cloth towel, walked over and said, "I'm fine." Holding Wei Ling's hand, Lu Wuchen paused and said, "Master, don't do this in the future Now, what if Nan... the head master doesn't let me out until the end, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Wei Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to cover the back of his head, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "Didn't I promise you that I would not leave you behind in my lifetime? If you lose your cultivation, you will be counted as a teacher." If you die of old age within a year, it can be regarded as fulfilling your promise to you as a teacher."

It was rare for Wei Ling to take the initiative once, and said such provocative words again, Lu Wuchen immediately hugged Wei Ling, bowed his head and kissed him.

Wei Ling turned his head away, coughed and said, "...haven't rinsed my mouth yet."

Lu Wuchen kept moving, and said with piercing eyes, "I like Master."

Wei Ling didn't expect Lu Wuchen to say such a sentence suddenly, and he was kissed right away in a daze.

Lips and teeth intertwined, Lu Wuchen's breath rushed into the nasal cavity, inhaled into the lungs, and then filled Wei Ling's entire atrium.At this moment, Wei Ling only felt that his whole body was going to drown in this kiss.

Suddenly, there was a scream, Lin Xi covered his eyes, stepped back and said, "I didn't mean it...you go on, go on."

Wei Ling was scared out of his wits, and suddenly swung a wave of spiritual power, closed the door with a "bang", pushed Lu Wuchen away and said, "...you bastard, why don't you close the door when you come in?!"

Lu Wuchen grabbed Wei Ling's hand that was about to withdraw, as if he didn't hear Wei Ling's words, he still leaned forward.

Wei Ling slapped him on the back of the head: "Go away!"

Lu Wuchen was about to speak, when Minglan's voice came from outside and said, "What's the use of closing the door, do others need to see what you two do?"

Wei Ling's face turned blue.

Knowing that Wei Ling was really angry this time, Lu Wuchen immediately coughed, calmed down and went to the basin to prepare a cloth towel.

After waiting for Wei Ling to wash up, Lu Wuchen went to the kitchen to serve dinner. When he opened the door, he saw Liufeng's masters and uncles, all in the courtyard, looking at him unkindly...

Looking back at Wei Ling who was tidying up his appearance, Lu Wuchen showed a warm smile without flaws, and said to Nan Jinrong and the others: "Masters, uncles, good morning."

Minglan looked at the sky, and said in an unpredictable tone, "It's halfway through the application time."

The time unit here is no different from other Xiuxian novels, they are all calculated according to twelve hours a day.The application time is from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm, and halfway through the application time is around [-]:[-] pm.The word "early" is really not used.

Lu Wuchen said: "Master just got up, isn't it 'early'?"

Wei Ling walked to the door, glanced at Lu Wuchen and said, "How do you talk to your uncle and uncle?"

Lu Wuchen laughed lowly: "Listen to Master." After speaking, he performed a standard disciple salute in the direction of Ming Lan and others, and said slowly, "I know my mistake, please forgive me, masters and uncles."

What else did Ming Lan want to say, Guang Lingzi touched her arm.

Minglan rolled her eyes, and immediately said: "Well... Our Wanzongmen is not a place that treats students harshly. Since you know that you are wrong, why don't you go and sweep the library for a few days, calm down, and learn more rules."

Lu Wuchen's face turned green.

Wei Ling held back his laughter, and when he saw the look Lu Wuchen gave him quietly, he coughed and said, "Your uncle is right, you should calm down. After cleaning the library, copy the books again. Read it for the teacher." , The "Disciple Regulations" and "Admonitions of the Zongmen" in our sect are good, you can copy a few more copies, and let each of your uncles and uncles have a look at them. It's also good for them to see if you are paying attention."

After finally getting the brothers and sisters to give in, Wei Ling certainly didn't mind Minglan's little prank, and instead followed her to torment Lu Wuchen.

After all, being able to make things difficult for Lu Wuchen meant that Minglan was already trying to accept this traitor who was trying to climb onto her master's bed.

The corners of Lu Wuchen's mouth twitched slightly, and after a while he bowed and said, "I understand. Thank you, master, for your compassion, and thank you, uncles and uncles, for your teaching."

Seeing Lu Wuchen retreating in embarrassment, Ming Lan raised her eyebrows and showed a proud look.

Guang Lingzi shook his head, a trace of helplessness flashed across his cold face, but there was a hint of pampering.

The cool wind blew past, and the bamboo on the side made a rustling sound, Wei Ling said: "Senior brothers and sisters, come in and sit down."

Shen Rang glanced at the stone tables and benches in the yard, and said with a smile, "There are a lot of people, so let's stay outside."

Hearing this, Wei Ling didn't want to stand at the door anymore, so he hurried out and stood with everyone.

Nan Jinrong glanced at the direction where Lu Wuchen left, and turned back to normal: "How is your recovery?"

Wei Ling said, "Where's senior brother? Are all injuries healed?"

Nan Jinrong nodded: "It's all right." He reached out his hand to feel Wei Ling's pulse, and seeing Wei Ling's body stiffen suddenly, he gave a slight pause, but still pressed it.

Using spiritual power to check Wei Ling's body to make sure that he has recovered, Nan Jin Rongcai said: "I know you still have some concerns in your heart... It's the brother who did something wrong, and the brother apologizes to you."

Wei Ling immediately said: "It has nothing to do with senior brother. It's my own problem."

First, he made a promise to Lu Wuchen on his own initiative to be intimate with him in private, and then he didn't trust Nan Jinrong's character, thinking that he killed Lu Wuchen... In fact, these problems are still Wei Ling's own problems in the final analysis.

If he knew more about Nan Jinrong and believed in him more, he wouldn't get himself covered in bruises because of misunderstandings.

For another ten thousand, if Nan Jinrong and others didn't care about him, these misunderstandings and farce would not exist.But are such brothers and sisters still the brothers and sisters that Wei Ling recognizes and cares about?

The answer is mutual, because of caring, so there are so many twists and turns.Even though it made him suffer a lot, but after the rain, the sky cleared, and there was more warmth and friendship in his heart.

Especially Nan Jinrong.

If before today, Wei Ling still misunderstood Nan Jinrong's ulterior relationship with the original Wei Ling, then now, he no longer has that concern at all.

Nan Jinrong's gaze was frank, and he only had worry and disapproval of Shanglu Wuchen, not jealousy.

If Wei Ling had been more careful and could have discovered this when Nan Jinrong and Lu Wuchen met for the first time, then there would be much less misunderstanding between them and it would be easier to talk about it.

For example, without the concern of Nan Jinrong's relationship with the original owner, he would no longer prevent Shen Rang and Nan Jinrong from awakening his memory.

Fuyao stood in front of the stone table, sat down and poured a cup of tea, said quietly: "Don't you think that since Brother Wei came back, the person who should be cared the most is actually me?"

Minglan nodded his head and said, "I care about you? Why do you need someone to care about you?"

Fuyao retorted: "It's either this injury or that injury. Every time I'm the first to rush to the front, it's not me who worked the hardest, who worked the hardest?"

Shen Rang laughed and said: "Speaking of it this way, it seems that Junior Brother Fuyao has worked the hardest."

Fuyao said: "That's right." He looked at Wei Ling with a bit of trepidation in his eyes, "For my contribution, Senior Brother Wei really has to reward me well."

Wei Ling said, "Oh? How do you want me to thank you?"

Fuyao counted one by one with his fingers: "First Lu Wuchen, then your new apprentice, then Yehuo, lastly you, and then the senior brother who was so angry that you vomited blood... Hey, senior brother Wei!" , these people have to be counted on your head."

Wei Ling's face turned blue: "You are a doctor, why are you not allowed to send patients there?"

"Xu Xu Xu, how can we not allow it. It's just..." Fu Yao spread his hands, "Am I short of manpower?"

Wei Ling thought that Fuyao remembered the more than 20 disciples who died tragically, so he softened his expression and said: "When I find a time, I will help you find some disciples with good qualifications. I will find as many disciples as you want."

Fuyao's eyes swept over everyone's faces, and finally landed on one place: "I want... him!"

Wei Ling looked at Fuyao's fingers, and frowned: "Lin Xi?"

Fuyao said: "That's right. The blood of the ancient witch clan, the seedling who was born to refine medicine, I want him, and no one is allowed to snatch it from me!"

Everyone: "..."