Slag Reconstruction System

The surviving trio saw Xie Zi following behind Xing Wufeng, and said in surprise: "Master, Junior Brother Xie Zi..."

Xing Wufeng: "After thinking about it for the teacher, I still plan to give Zi'er another chance."

"Master is really kind-hearted." The surviving trio flattered.

Xing Wufeng: "Hehe."

After walking for a while, I met Chi Yu who was fiddling with the skeleton again.

Chi Yu glanced at Xie Zi, "Hey, master, you let Senior Brother Xie Zi go."

Xing Wufeng: "Zi'er was bewitched by Ye Tan, that's why he did the wrong thing of betraying his master. I want to give him another chance. He will change his mind and join me in dealing with the Nine Sects, and carry forward the Lingyun Palace. .”

Xie Zi lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "Master, thank you for forgiving me. This disciple will definitely 'serve' you with all his heart in the future."

Hearing this, the corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he endured it.

On the other hand, Chi Yu who was on the side said in a cool tone: "I think Master, you are thinking about old feelings, and you are not willing to hurt Senior Brother Xie Zi."

Xing Wufeng: "..."

Xie Zi smiled shyly, "Thank you, master, for your love."

The jealousy in Chi Yu's eyes couldn't be contained anymore, and he said in an indifferent way: "What a pity, I originally wanted to use the skeleton of senior brother Xie Zi to make the most perfect guqin." He fiddled with the ribs in his hand as if venting his anger , almost poking a hole in the ground.

Xie Zi smiled: "Junior brother, I kindly, I appreciate it."

Xing Wufeng nodded towards Chi Yu: "Yu'er, keep busy, I'll go first."

Chi Yu snorted, and turned her face away with her mouth held back.

Hey, the man sighed in his heart, and continued to lead Xie Zi inside.

Creak, Mu Xin pushed open the door, and met the two of them face to face.

He was stunned for a moment, glanced at Xie Zi, his eyes darkened, and greeted without humility: "Master, junior brother."

"En." Xing Wufeng nodded slightly.

Xie Zi smiled with a hint of something else, "Brother, don't come here without any problems."

Mu Xin said indifferently: "I'm very happy that junior brother can come out."

The moment they passed each other, Xie Zi whispered in Mu Xin's ear: "Master is mine now."

Mu Xin stood quietly on the spot, with his eyes downcast, the sunlight poured down on his shoulders, leaving mottled reflections on the ground.

A gust of wind blew, and a withered yellow leaf slowly fell into his palm. With a light touch of his fingertips, it fell into fine powder and was blown away in the wind.

Xing Wufeng took Xie Zi to his room, "During your absence, I asked the surviving trio to come and clean it every day." No wonder, when he locked Xie Zi in the firewood room, he asked the surviving trio to come and clean it every day. The team cleaned first, just in case.

Unexpectedly, the result still came in handy.

Xie Zi walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, touched the soft quilt that had not been drying for a long time, raised her eyes and smiled brightly at Xing Wufeng's starry eyes.

"Master, if I want you in the future, I will come to you at night."

"..." I should have let him sleep on a damp quilt.

"Don't be unhappy." Xie Zi got up and walked in front of him, took his hand and rubbed it slowly, "The time we were in the woodshed, I should have made you feel very comfortable?"

With a trace of embarrassing red on his face, Xing Wufeng lowered his voice and said angrily: "Xie Zi!"

"Master, I cried when I climaxed." Xie Zi ignored the man's angry expression, and murmured in recollection, "You always told me to be softer and slower, but there you are biting me tightly, don't let me go. let me out."

"Fart." Xing Wufeng couldn't help but swear, "If you hadn't used despicable and shameless methods, how could I..." He pursed his lips tightly, and there was a monstrous anger in his black eyes.

Xie Zi let go of his hand and poured him a cup of tea instead, "Master, calm down, this cup of tea is my apology to you."

Glancing at the blue-patterned teacup in the opponent's hand, Xing Wufeng didn't reach out to take it.

He couldn't swallow his breath at the thought of being surrounded by this traitor all the time.

Xie Zi kept holding the cup of tea, and she didn't feel sore hands, "If the master doesn't drink it, then let's do something else."

After hearing this, Xing Wufeng shook his body, took the cup of tea and poured it whole.

"Okay, I've drunk the tea too, you can take a good rest, I'll ask the surviving trio to make some food and bring them here."

Xie Zi grabbed the man's wrist, stretched his fingertips along the sleeve, and slowly stroked the man's arm.

"The disciple doesn't want to eat any food, but only wants to eat you."

Goosebumps sprang up, Xing Wufeng pulled the boy's hand out, a little embarrassed, "It's daytime now."

Xie Zi said with ease: "Then it's evening, I'll come and find you."

"..." (ˇˇ)

"Master, remember to wash and wait for me on the bed."

The corner of Xing Wufeng's mouth twitched, he walked out of the door with a dark face, and closed the door forcefully with a bang.

The joyous laughter of the young man seemed to be vaguely heard from inside the door, and Xing Wufeng's scalp tingled when he thought of being caught by something at night.

How to do it?

Xing Wufeng returned to the room, chewed on the quilt and thought hard, but still couldn't think of any countermeasures.

"System, are you there?" He can only hope on the system, see if he can go back in time or something, so that he can inherit the fire before Xie Zi.

There was no sound in his head, Xing Wufeng scratched his hair in annoyance, almost going crazy.

This broken system is designed to trick him, and it will pretend to be dead when it is critical.

Grandma, it really doesn't work, he just smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away, as long as Xie Zi can't find him.But after thinking about it, if he ran away and Xie Zi got angry, would he kill Chi Yu and the others directly?

When the time comes, he can't complete the task, and he won't be able to return to reality.

Xing Wufeng was very depressed, and deliberately made himself ashamed and smelly, hoping that this appearance would make Xie Zi retreat.

In the evening, Xie Zi washed herself deliciously, and knocked on Xing Wufeng's door expectantly.

"Master, I'm here."

"Come in."

Xie Zi pushed open the door and was taken aback when he saw Xing Wufeng.

The man's hair was messed up, as if he had rolled in the mud, and there was not a single part of his body that was clean.

Leaning against the door, crossing his arms, Xie Zi raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

Xing Wufeng pretended to be dead without blushing, "Zi'er, I'm ready for the teacher, come on."

"..." Xie Zi snorted and moved silently in front of Xing Wufeng, looked him up and down, and said, "You must have rolled around in the dung heap."

Xing Wufeng: He just rolled in the mud. Could it be that the mud still hides dung?

Xie Zi covered her mouth in disgust, and frowned, "Master, you didn't hesitate to do this in order to make me retreat in spite of the difficulties. I really wronged you."

"..."

"In that case." Xie Zi put down his sleeves and smiled devilishly, "Then let's go to the hot spring pool in the back mountain and have a good bath with mandarin ducks."

Xing Wufeng: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Is it too late to regret now?

The author has something to say: continue to struggle tomorrow and strive to finish this month