Slag Reconstruction System

The boy stuffed the hairband into the palm of Xing Wufeng's hand, and stretched out his hand to press it lightly.

The man looked at his waterfall-like blue hair, and his eyes followed the trend, meeting the youth's clear eyes.

Observing at such a close distance, he found that the young man's eyes were beautiful, and the color was not the traditional black color, but closer to pure amber, like the finest jade, exuding a warm and long-lasting brilliance.

At this time, the young man looked at the man in a daze, and smiled lowly, with sparkles in his eyes.

Xing Wufeng, who was awakened by the laughter, was shocked all over, and secretly cursed himself for having a convulsion, and he was stunned.

You know, he has seen a lot of beauties, let alone Xie Zi, who has a seductive temperament and is glamorous, so she is not inferior to him.

Thinking of this, he cleared his voice and smiled heartily, "Why not."

The two got up at the same time, Xing Wufeng walked behind Mu Xin, and gently gathered his hair into the palm of his hand.

He learned his hair-tying experience from here. There is no way, the men here generally keep their hair under their buttocks, and if they don't learn to stick it up, they will become Mei Chaofeng.

Carelessly fiddled with Mu Xin's hair, Xing Wufeng suddenly missed his old cut-cut hair very much.

At that time, people kept persuading him to change his hairstyle, saying that he looked too much like a prisoner in a labor camp. He didn't believe in evil, so he turned his head and asked Xiao Han for advice.

How did Xiao Han answer back then, oh, he remembered, Xiao Han blushed and held back for a long time before he praised like an ant: "It looks good."

"Where is the beauty?" He didn't know why he asked why.

Xiao Han glanced at him shyly and timidly, "It's very sexy."

"What?"

"It's just very manly."

Xing Wufeng snorted twice, and because of Xiao Han's words, he unswervingly carried the ban to the end.

"Master, master?"

Xing Wufeng came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

Mu Xin lowered her eyes and said calmly, "My scalp hurts."

Xing Wufeng recalled the meaning of his words in an instant, and couldn't help but lighten his hand, "How about this, is it better?"

"Well, it's much better." The young man's voice was clear and moist, refreshing, "By the way, what was the master thinking just now?"

Although his back was facing the man, every movement of the man could not escape his eyes.

"It's nothing." Xing Wufeng didn't intend to talk to him.

When Mu Xin heard the words, his eyes suddenly became thicker where he couldn't see.

A little clumsily helping the boy to comb his hair, the man took a step back and looked at the boy's new hairstyle.

Uh, the hair is a bit messy, and it seems to be tied crookedly. Of course, it doesn't affect Mu Xin's appearance.

Xing Wufeng secretly thought that he had made a mistake. He was full of confidence in the promise he had just made, but he forgot that he usually only tied his own hair and combed others' hair.

"Does it look good?"

Mu Xin looked at him gently.

Xing Wufeng opened his mouth, to tell the truth, his own face is too bad, to say it against his conscience, he feels guilty again.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to find an excuse to leave first.

"Xin'er, the teacher suddenly remembered that there are still things to deal with, so let's go ahead."

"Wait." Mu Xin called to stop him from behind.

Xing Wufeng turned around, raised his eyebrows, and asked with his eyes.

Su Bai's fingertips twitched a little, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. Mu Xin said slowly in a clear and gentle voice: "I know that master always likes to drink, and this disciple specially brewed a pot of peach blossom wine for you, master." .”

"Peach blossom wine?" It turned out to be a gift for him.

"Yes." The boy glanced at him, turned his head slightly, and pulled out a delicate and small wine jug from his wide cuff like a conjuring.

Seeing this, Xing Wufeng's eyes lit up, and he praised: "What a beautiful jug."

After a pause, he tilted his head and said with a smile: "Is this a bribe to be a teacher?" He can't be bribed so easily.

Mu Xin looked at him with a smile, and replied: "If you want to bribe the master, you must prepare a more expensive gift."

The morning sun reflected in the young man's eyes, his light-colored pupils were as clear and transparent as lake water.

He handed the jug to Xing Wufeng, and while the man reached out to take it, he whispered softly: "You used to like the wine I made the most."

"What?" The man was busy playing with the hip flask in his hand, but he didn't hear clearly, so he asked subconsciously.

"It's nothing."

Mu Xin stared at him deeply, and looked away when the other party raised his head.

Xing Wufeng is quite beautiful in his heart at the moment. Although this Mu Xin is unpredictable, he is quite caring and knows how to honor him with wine.

If he knows the current affairs and is not instigated by Qiu Luochen, I can consider nurturing him well.

"Master, it's not good."

The sudden shout interrupted the man's contemplation, Xing Wufeng looked up, but the surviving trio ran towards him in panic.

When they came to the front, Xing Wufeng flicked his sleeves, "Why are you making such a fuss?"

The three of them were panting, and said in unison: "Junior brother Xie Zi is gone."

Xie Zi is gone?

Xing Wufeng tightened his eyebrows, thinking, did he really run away from home?He didn't see him yesterday, and he thought Xie Zi was playing with his temper, but now he felt something was wrong.

Others don't know, but he himself knows that Xie Zi is a genius now.

It's understandable that the little boy Xie Zi couldn't bear the blow and left, but the little black flower Xie Zi still had to come back to settle accounts with him?

After such an analysis in his heart, Xing Wufeng's face turned solemn, and he said solemnly: "Let me go back and check."

"Master, I will go back with you."

Mu Xin's gentle voice came from behind, Xing Wufeng paused, and the boy chased him up, walking side by side with him.

Xing Wufeng nodded slightly at him, and the surviving trio beside him had no eyesight and exclaimed as if discovering a new world: "Brother, your hairstyle..." They didn't know how to use the proper words to describe it, so they paused for a few seconds , the first one implicitly added:

"Why are you so casual?"

Isn't Senior Brother Mu Xin the most meticulous and tasteful?That folding fan made the fire so pure, so green and unrestrained and romantic, I don't know how many little girls have been fascinated.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched when he heard this. Does this mean that his hair is ugly?

In response to the questions from the surviving trio, the teenager smiled gently like a spring breeze, "Does this new hairstyle look good?"

Surviving trio: (⊙o⊙) Oh

What happened to Brother Mu Xin today?How can the taste plummet?

"It looks good." The voices of the three were a little weak, and the combined voice was not louder than the usual voice of one person.

Xing Wufeng coughed twice, "Don't delay, it's important to discuss Zi'er."

"Yes, Master."

Mu Xin smiled slightly at the side, his slightly lighter eyes were radiant.

The two rushed back together with the surviving trio.

Everyone had been waiting for a long time, and seeing that the man was coming back with Mu Xin, Chi Yu's face was gloomy, and he pulled his face down on the spot.

"Master, why are you with Mu Xin?" After thinking about it for a while, he felt that this sentence sounded harsh, so he changed the sentence and repeated it, "I mean why are you walking with Senior Brother Mu Xin?" ?”

When Mu Xin heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he smiled.

Xing Wufeng glanced at Chi Yu strangely, was it interesting for him to repeat it again?

"Oh, I got up early today. I was planning to go out for a walk. Unfortunately, I happened to meet Xin'er who got up early to practice swords in Peach Blossom Forest." He paused, remembering the jug of wine hidden in his sleeve, and added : "Xin'er works so hard, you should learn from him."

After all, he turned his head and gave Mu Xin an encouraging smile.

Mu Xin also smiled back, and when he looked away, he was sensitively aware of a sharp gaze piercing towards him.He pretended not to notice, with his hair disheveled in the wind, he looked elegant, gentle and calm.

pat.

A sudden voice sounded, and everyone followed the reputation, only to find that Chi Yu had broken the spout in his hand.

Seeing this, Xing Wufeng raised his eyebrows and asked by name: "Yu'er, why are you doing this?"

Chi Yu shook his head, and said word by word: "The disciple accidentally broke the spout because he was worried about Senior Brother Xie Zi's eagerness."

The man didn't bother about this topic, so he restrained himself, scanned everyone one by one, and asked, "What do you guys think about Zi'er's disappearance, just say it."

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Luochen, as a senior brother, of course had to shoulder the responsibility, and was the first to stand up.

"The disciple believes that Junior Brother Xie Zi has a fragile and extreme personality, and it is easy to walk on another road of no return."

When the words "the road of no return" came out, Xing Wufeng's heart skipped a beat.

Thinking about it carefully, it's not impossible, his refusal hurt his heart so much, the boy committed suicide when he couldn't think about it for a while, stuck, stop.

Xie Zi is really dead, the system hasn't crawled out to abuse him yet.

Xing Wufeng rejected this idea, and said lightly: "What do other people think?"

Chi Yu: "I agree with Brother Luo Chen's opinion." It's good to die, and you won't come to grab the master with him if you die.

Lian Mo: "Amitabha, the poor monk agrees with Luo Chen's guess."

The three surviving people had the least idea, and echoed, "We think so too."

The abstract group of four couldn't believe this fact, and retorted loudly: "Junior Brother Xie Zi won't be so overwhelmed, we will definitely find him back."

Mu Xin was the only one who tapped the table twice with the folding fan in his right hand, "I think the younger brother will never commit suicide."

Appreciation flickered across his eyes, and Xing Wufeng said slowly: "Continue."

Mu Xin was calm, "Brother Xie Zi is infatuated with you, master, and has a deep obsession. Before you find your home, master, he will never die willingly."

puff--

Xing Wufeng sprayed out a mouthful of tea.

"master."

The surviving trio on the opposite side had a few pieces of tea leaves hanging on their faces, with a look of resentment.

Xing Wufeng turned his face away, opened his mouth, and finally gritted his teeth, "Continue." He thought that Mu Xin was a good seed, and unexpectedly exposed this fact in public.

I have to admit, he is very brave.

The young man didn't seem to notice Xing Wufeng's warning eyes, and continued: "The disciple's mission, the disappearance of the younger brother is due to man-made."

"Artificial?"

Unexpectedly, he would get this answer, the man was startled, his eyes sharpened instantly.

The author has something to say: I was sleepy halfway through writing, so I squinted for a while, but I fell asleep unexpectedly, and I will strive for more tomorrow.

By the way, I suddenly wanted to pick up an opening that I wrote before, it was salted eggs, (sexual. Hyper. Excited) Shou and (false. Cold. Light) Gong’s Spring Festival has love texts, Gong is called Gu Bai, and Shou is called Li Bold, the title of the book is "Bold and Little White" or "Li Bold's Spring", are these two names very frustrating, please ask the little angel for advice n(*≧▽≦*)n