Slag Reconstruction System

When Chi Yu and the abstract group of four rushed to the underground palace, they only saw Ye Tan lying on the ground, with a hole in his chest, from which a steady stream of blood flowed out.

Chi Yu bent down, checked Ye Tan's breathing, and found that he had been out of breath for a long time.

"He is dead."

Chi Yu stated the fact in a cold tone, but he wondered whether he should dissect Ye Tan.

Ye Tan is good-looking, with a top-grade body and frame, and he hasn't met such a good guy for a long time.

The abstract group of four: "Junior brother, since Ye Tan is dead, let's go back and gather with the master quickly, and don't fall for Xie Zi's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

When Chi Yu heard this, his expression froze.

Between the master and the skeleton, he chose the former without hesitation.

When the five people left, Ye Tan, who was already dead, suddenly opened his eyes faintly.

He crawled up stiffly, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and against the backdrop of the night pearl, his blood-stained face had a darker aura.

I finally have a physical body.

On this side, after Chi Yu and the abstract group of four rushed back to have a round with Xing Wufeng, everyone discussed to fight a bloody path.

Xing Wufeng confirmed again and again: "Are you sure you didn't see Xie Zi?"

Although he wished to cut Xie Zi into pieces, if he couldn't bring Xie Zi back to Lingyun Palace as promised, then he would sacrifice another life, not to mention the chrysanthemum, wouldn't that be too embarrassing?

The abstract group of four shook their heads, "I have searched inside and outside three times, but I really couldn't find Xie Zi."

Xing Wufeng frowned, "What about Ye Tan, are you sure he's dead?"

Chi Yu: "It's been half a stick of incense since he died, what a pity for his good skeleton."

If there is no hostage Ye Tan, then they can only force their way out.Xing Wufeng was not sure at first, but the golden dragon on his body has been removed, and his internal strength has been restored, so he doesn't pay attention to the mere high disciples of the nine sects.

"In that case—" Xing Wufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then we will start killing today."

Inside the city wall, all the soldiers were waiting in formation, and the people from the Nine Great Sects sat guarding the rear, and the black crowd could not be seen at a glance.

Chang De looked anxious: "Why don't the city lords come out yet? Is there anything wrong?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Xing Wufeng and the others walked out of the back room in an open and honest manner.

Chang De: "City Lord, where is the City Lord?"

Chi Yu snorted softly: "Dead."

When everyone heard the unfortunate news, expressions of grief appeared on their faces.

Chang De: "If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies, I don't believe that the city lord is dead."

Chi Yu smiled sinisterly: "It's very simple, as long as I kill you, you can go to the underworld to meet your city lord."

Chang De looked terrified, his heels seemed to be equipped with hot wheels, and he stomped and hid behind the large army.

Xing Wufeng's aura was fully opened, and the sound was like a bell, "If you are sensible, you can open the city gate, otherwise, don't blame us for not leaving you a whole body."

The feeling of recovering the force value is wow, the whole world is in his palm.

Those soldiers didn't make a sound, since the city lord was dead, it didn't make sense for them to shout and kill.But the members of the Nine Gates Sect refused to give up easily, "It's not impossible for us to retreat, call out Cuihuo."

The speaker was dressed in white, with a gentle face, he was a dignified and decent person.

"Heh." Xing Wufeng sneered, "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to come one by one, or together?"

The guards of Sanssouci Palace were overwhelmed by the man's aura, stepped on countless flying wheels, and squeezed back.

"No more fights, no more fights, I'm going home to farm."

"I want to go home, my wife is still waiting for me at home."

"City Lord, if you go all the way well, the subordinates will not go down to accompany you."

……

Chang De: "Hey, don't leave, what should I do if you leave?" He looked around blankly, and finally stomped, "Wait for me, don't run so fast."

The members of the Nine Gates Sect looked at each other and I looked at you. They didn't know how to deal with this kind of situation.

The young man in white at the head really showed his sanctimoniousness to the extreme, "Ahem, I watch the sky at night, it is not suitable to see blood today, we will fight again in another day."

After finishing speaking, the young man turned around and left, and a group of people behind him also retreated after him.

In this way, other sects followed suit.

"My wife is about to give birth, I'll take a step first."

"I, my wife had a miscarriage, so I will take my leave first."

"I... my wife wants to reconcile with me. I have to go back and persuade her. We will meet later."

……

But for half a stick of incense, people ran and fled, and they disappeared after a while.

Abstract group of four: "Why does everyone have a wife?" ~~~~(>_<)~~~~

Chi Yu had a look of pity: "I have lost several bone pianos."

Mu Xin smiled and looked at the man: "Master, let's go back too."

Xing Wufeng looked up at the sky, and finally sighed helplessly: "Go back."

Xie Zi is so rebellious that he is stronger than him. He is determined not to be under the same roof with Xie Zi anymore. If one life is lost, one life will be lost. It is better than worrying about being bombarded by Xie Zi all the time. .

After figuring this out, he performed his lightness kung fu and flew out without hesitation.

Looking at Xing Wufeng's jumping figure behind him, Mu Xin's eyes suddenly became thicker, hiding an inexplicable expression.

When we returned to Lingyun Palace, the sky was already light.

The surviving trio dragged their tired bodies out of bed, yawned and made breakfast for them.

Qiu Luochen and Lian Mo were in good spirits, with no tiredness on their faces, they waited respectfully aside.

Xing Wufeng glanced at the two of them, and said, "Is there anything unusual in Lingyun Palace during the absence of this seat?"

Lian Mo: "Amitabha, the poor monk never found out."

Qiu Luochen: "The disciple didn't find out either."

Xing Wufeng nodded, "I'm tired, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

Mu Xin: "Master, breakfast is almost ready."

"Let's put it away for now, and eat it after the teacher wakes up." Xing Wufeng gave up, turned around and went back to the room.

As soon as he got back to the room, the first thing he did was to close and lock the door, and then took off his clothes.Along the way, he used inhuman perseverance to endure it. Every time he took a step, there would be an unspeakable tingling pain in his buttocks, not to mention the outflow of the unknown liquid that made him feel ashamed and angry.

He was naked and jumped into the tub behind him with a plop.

The icy water rushed up, freezing him to shiver.If he knew that he should have ordered the surviving trio to bring some hot water, now he can only wash his lower body hastily in cold water.

After cleaning himself up, Xing Wufeng quickly got into the quilt to keep warm.

The sticky feeling between his legs disappeared, and his mood gradually calmed down.

He couldn't help but think of the scene where he and Xie Zi were in the stone room, and thought that Xie Zi was an impotent, premature, ejaculating man, he finally found such a trace of happiness after being aggrieved.

Heh heh, you three-second man still wants to make an attack, I am!

System: [Ding, the system warmly reminds that there is still half a month before the end of the mission, the illusion, please make good use of the remaining time to complete the mission as soon as possible. 】

Xing Wufeng was taken aback when the cold mechanical sound of the system suddenly sounded in his head. When he digested the meaning of the system, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

"If I quit this task, you can just count me as a failure."

System: [If the host abandons the mission halfway, three lives will be deducted, and the force value will be halved. 】

Xing Wufeng looked confused: "Didn't you say that if the mission fails, only one life will be deducted?"

System: [The time has not come, the task has not failed, please make persistent efforts to the host, continue to complete the task until the appointment expires. 】

Xing Wufeng: "Damn, you mean I have to go to Wuyou City until I trick Xie Zi back or the time runs out?"

System: [Ding, the host is really smart, and rewarded with a little red flower. 】

little red flower. . .There is a fart!

He didn't know until now that accepting the mission was equivalent to signing the overlord clause, and he couldn't give up halfway, otherwise the punishment would be doubled.

Suddenly thought of something, Xing Wufeng sat up from the bed suddenly, unable to hide his excitement, "Xie Zi, what did he do to me, is he Xiao Han? Otherwise, why didn't I lose any favorability points?"

System: [The system knows that the host is forced. Our system is very humane and will not punish the host for this. 】

"What about Xie Zi, doesn't he need to be punished?"

System: [The system has no right to punish any characters in the book. 】

Xing Wufeng understood that this system was only aimed at him alone. If he were to go to Xie Zi today, his punishment would probably be more severe.In this way, isn't his desire to counterattack completely hopeless?

Xing Wufeng: "I don't accept it, I want to complain!"

System: [The complaint channel has not been opened yet, please wait at ease for the host, the system has entered hibernation, see you next time. ] With a click, the system has no sound.

Xing Wufeng buried himself in the quilt again, biting the pillow to vent his anger.

He doesn't want to be a petty subject, he wants to counterattack! (Important words are said three times)

***

knock knock knock.

Xing Wufeng was woken up by knocking on the door, "Who is it?"

"Master, it's me." Mu Xin glanced at the lunch in his hand, "The disciple brought you the meal."

"Cough, cough, cough." Xing Wufeng was about to speak, his nose was itchy, and he sneezed several times in a row.

Which brat scolded him behind his back?

Xing Wufeng rubbed his nose, got up in a daze and went to open the door.

Seeing his pale complexion and sloppy footsteps, Mu Xin couldn't help asking worriedly: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"No problem."

Xing Wufeng made way for Mu Xin, turned around, walked to the bed and sat down.

Mu Xin put the lunch on the table, still feeling uneasy, came to the man's side, and put his hand on his forehead.

Xing Wufeng was dizzy at first, but he didn't expect Mu Xin to put his hand on his forehead, he was stunned for a moment, but he heard the boy say with a serious face: "Master, you have a fever."

fever?He thought it was just a little cold.

Xing Wufeng felt that his physique was not that bad, but how could he have a fever after taking a cold shower?He turned around and finally thought of the crux of the matter.

Xie Zi was so early. The ejaculating man ejaculated that thing in his body. Afterwards, he simply washed his lower body with cold water. Could it be that he didn't clean it?

Seeing Xing Wufeng's pale and white face, Mu Xin narrowed his eyes, "Master, I have another question, I don't know if I should say it."

"What's the problem?" Xing Wufeng came back to his senses.

Mu Xin stared at him fixedly, and said: "The disciple just now found out that the master's skill has recovered, so I guess the golden dragon should leave?"

When Xing Wufeng heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He thought he had concealed the matter of breaking his body, but he forgot that there was still this.

His skills recovered = the golden dragon passed over someone else = he was raped

So, Mu Xin should know why he was Xie Zi, right?

Xing Wufeng's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty for a moment, but when he raised his eyes, he met the boy's perfectly shaped and radiant peach blossom eyes, and there was a little more understanding in them.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if it’s too late to write a chapter. If there is no update before ten o’clock in the evening, it may be updated in the early morning. Little angels, please read it tomorrow morning