Slag Reconstruction System

Even Xing Wufeng, who claimed to be a tough guy, couldn't help but shed a man's tears because of the unspeakable pain on his buttocks.

What was even more speechless was that the location where he fell was really good, a raised stone was just right in the middle of his buttocks.

The chrysanthemum was exploded by a stone, and the feeling was not to mention "ecstasy".

With a constipated face, Xing Wufeng stretched out his hand to touch his buttocks, and pulled out the stone directly.This innocent stone fell into his eyes, like an enemy with deep hatred like the sea, which made him wish to smash it to pieces.

Thanks to Shi Zi's contribution, Xing Wufeng made up his mind, that is - he will never take it anymore.

When Qiu Luochen came back with a leaf of water in his hands, he saw the man lying on the ground in a strange posture, with a strange look in his eyes.

Seeing the young man coming back, Xing Wufeng forced a smile at him, nodded slightly at him, "Chen'er, you're back."

"En." Qiu Luochen nodded lightly, then walked to Xing Wufeng's side, and said, "Master, the water has been brought back."

Xing Wufeng didn't want to drink water at first, but when he saw the clear spring water, he really felt thirsty.He took the leaf stalk from the boy's hand, and gulped all the water into his stomach, barely suppressing the evil fire that surged up from the bottom of his heart.

After drinking the water, he remembered to ask Qiu Luochen, "Have you drank yet?"

Qiu Luochen continued to nod lightly, cherishing the words like gold: "I've had it."

Xing Wufeng's buttocks were still hurting, and he couldn't get up for a while, so he just sat on the ground and handed the hot stone in his hand to the boy.

Facing Shangqiu Luochen's suspicious gaze, Xing Wufeng said: "Help me break it."

It's so embarrassing, he wants to "destroy the corpse and wipe out the trace"!

Qiu Luochen took a steady look at the extremely ordinary stone, and finally took it and shook it with his backhand.The next moment, that hard stone turned into fine sand and slipped from the boy's hands.

Only then did Xing Wufeng relieve the depression just now.

Qiu Luochen said: "Master, it's time for us to go back, Junior Brother and the others will be worried if they don't see us."

After the false alarm just now, he temporarily let go of his killing intent towards Xing Wufeng.Although he almost died because of Xing Wufeng's Meng Lang (holding his waist), but he also saved himself.What's more, in times of crisis, a man is willing to sacrifice himself to protect him, which makes him unable to do anything no matter what.

Xing Wufeng didn't know what Qiu Luochen was thinking, he was thinking about how to fly up now.

The more he thought about it, the more numb his scalp became. In the end, he could only pin his hopes on the young man.

"Chen'er, I just hurt my waist during the fall, can you... help me as a teacher when you ascend?" Xing Wufeng's words are not entirely a lie, what he hurt is not his waist, but his buttocks, just How can such a private place be revealed at will.

Of course, if Qiu Luochen took the opportunity to kill him, then he could only think that he was unlucky enough to save a white-eyed wolf.

Fortunately, Qiu Luochen was not a white-eyed wolf. He stretched out his hand towards Xing Wufeng, narrowed his eyes and said: "Master, don't worry, this apprentice will definitely send the master back safely."

Only then did Xing Wufeng let go of the little heart that had been hanging in the air.There was no way, Qiu Luochen was really scared, and he was afraid that he would strike him again.

The boy's hands were fair and crystal clear, with rounded and translucent nails, as exquisite as himself.

He put his hand on Qiu Luochen's, and the young man pulled the man up with his strength.

Xing Wufeng patted the dust on his body, then smiled at the boy: "Chen'er, let's set off."

As soon as he received the other party's smile, Qiu Luochen's heart couldn't help but stagnate.In the past three days, the man smiled from time to time, and he imagined that there was a hidden knife in his smile. How could he look at his smile now, and feel that the smiling Xing Wufeng is quite gentle.

Qiu Luochen felt that his heart was starting to soften, no, he couldn't be soft-hearted, Xing Wufeng was always good at disguising, and in just three days, it had quietly affected his judgment, which further reflected Xing Wufeng's unfathomable.

Thinking of this, the young man suddenly turned cold, but when his eyes touched Xing Wufeng's butt, he broke down.

Qiu Luochen's skill of facial paralysis cannot be developed overnight, but after years of tempering, he can calm down before the collapse of Mount Tai.

But Xing Wufeng became the exception.

The young man glanced at the man's buttocks vaguely, with a rather strange expression on his face.

Xing Wufeng was careless, didn't notice Qiu Luochen's abnormality, and even reached out to touch his buttocks. Now, the boy's expression became even weirder.

It turned out that the man just now was busy playing with the newly acquired treasure boots, and he didn't change his clothes, he was still wearing the same bloody clothes.However, with Xie Zi's cloak blocking him, he wouldn't be exposed. The blame lies on the stone. On... Hua. Xin.

At this time, Xing Wufeng didn't know anything, and even tidied up his clothes on the spot.It's just that he knows how to cover the front, but he doesn't know how to cover the back. The chrysanthemum is coquettishly exposed outside, which has the artistic conception of "everything is always spring".

Qiu Luochen's gaze at Xing Wufeng darkened instantly, and there was a faint flow of ink.

He thought: Sure enough, we can't take this devil lightly, and even resorted to such shameless tricks to seduce him!

Thinking of it this way, his complexion became even colder, and there was a faint look of disdain in his eyes.Hmph, he won't be seduced easily.

When the young man held Xing Wufeng's waist again and performed "Gone with the Clouds", nothing went wrong and he arrived at Lingyun Peak safely.As soon as he reached the summit, Qiu Luochen withdrew his hand and walked a foot away from Xing Wufeng.

Xing Wufeng didn't feel too disappointed with the attitude of the young man, and he didn't know why, the cold fragrance that he couldn't smell at the foot of the mountain just now suddenly became stronger at this moment.

Xing Wufeng seemed to have thought of something, covered his nose with one hand, took a few steps back spontaneously, and persuaded: "Chen'er, don't put spices on your body from now on." After a pause, he thought about it: "You are too feminine. "

Qiu Luochen was speechless at his words.

What he hates most in his life is that others regard him as a woman, but Xing Wufeng actually said that he is feminine?Okay, very good, he, Qiu Luochen, remembered this hatred, and in the future, he will definitely return it to him thousands of times!

Someone who didn't know what he said was wrong, looked at Qiu Luochen's face paled, and left with a wave of his sleeves, quite confused.

He touched his butt, and thought: Qiu Luochen's unpredictable personality, can it be any weirder?

Shrugging his shoulders, the man went back to his room. Seeing the clean robes on the bed, he took off his clothes without thinking.Putting on clean clothes without any peculiar smell, Xing Wufeng let out a breath of physical and mental comfort, then glanced at the tattered bloody clothes on the ground, and shook his head with a little pity.

This dress must not be worn anymore, by the way, there is also Xie Zi's cloak.

Xing Wufeng took out the purple cloak in the pile of bloody clothes, thinking about whether to wash it and send it to Xie Zi.Originally, he asked his servants to help him wash, but then he thought about it, in this battle with the Skyhawk Sect, Lingyun Palace recruited all the kitchen workers to the front line, so what servants are there.

In desperation, he had no choice but to fetch a basin of water and hide in the house to wash.It's better not to be too blatant about brushing favorability.

Scrubbing, scrubbing, Xing Wufeng suddenly stopped, staring at an extra hole in the cloak with wide eyes.

Why did he find the location of this hole so familiar?

Onlookers: You only found out now, it’s too late!

Xing Wufeng subconsciously touched the chrysanthemum that was still in pain, and then thought of Qiu Luochen's weird expression, and instantly understood everything.

Thinking that he was so wise all his life, he lost his integrity on such a trivial matter, which made him feel so embarrassing.

The cloak in his hand suddenly became a hot potato, neither holding it nor putting it down.Xing Wufeng was in a dilemma, and in the end he had to bite the bullet and finish washing, and then put it in the room for several days before air-drying.

Because he didn't want to see Qiu Luochen to increase his embarrassment, Xing Wufeng didn't go out for dinner.

In the food hall, on the long table, Qiu Luochen and Xie Zimuxin sat together, the abstract group of four sat together, and the surviving trio waited to watch them eat.The three of them were originally cooks and helpers in charge of meals, and it was definitely not a fluke that they were able to escape from the battle of the Sky Eagle Sect. They were saved by Qiu Luochen and the others.

At this moment, Xie Zi was absent-mindedly eating the rice in the bowl, and Qiu Luochen didn't need to guess to know that he must be thinking about that lewd demon Xing Wufeng again.

Sure enough, Xie Zi said: "Brother, why don't you say Master doesn't come to eat?"

Mu Xin thought for a while, and said: "Master is a master of martial arts, he can practice without food, and it doesn't matter to him whether he eats or not."

Xie Zi nodded, then looked at Qiu Luochen, "Senior Brother Luochen, what do you think?"

Qiu Luochen picked up a chopstick of green vegetables expressionlessly, and replied: "If you want to deliver food to the master, just say so, don't ask us so obliquely."

Xie Zi was told what was on her mind, and buried her hot face in the rice bowl.

The abstract group of four suddenly realized: So brother Xie Zi is so caring to the master, we have to emulate him.

The surviving trio: Hurry up and prepare meals for the leader, and let Junior Brother Xie Zi deliver them in a while, we are still waiting for the leader to revive the Lingyun Palace.

After dinner, Xie Zi went to Xing Wufeng's house with the dinner prepared by the surviving trio.

At that time, Xing Wufeng was starving with his chest pressed against his back, regretting not having dinner in order to avoid Qiu Luochen.Just as he was clutching his throbbing stomach and beating his chest and feet, Xie Zi's voice came from the door: "Master, are you asleep? My apprentice is here to bring you food."

As soon as he heard the food delivery, Xing Wufeng straightened up like a carp and jumped up from the bed.He couldn't wait to open the door, staring straight at the food in Xie Zi's hand.

Xie Zi is really a little angel with wings.

The man welcomed Xie Zi into the house, then locked the door behind him, and said back, "Zi'er, thank you so much."

"It's what a disciple should do to deliver food to the master."

Xie Zi thought, Master's beloved Xiao Ming had just passed away, so he must still be in grief, so he didn't want to eat.He sent food to the master, he had no other thoughts, just wanted to do his duty as a disciple.

He made many excuses for himself, but when his eyes touched the wet cloak in the room, his expression moved slightly.

Did the master wash it by hand?

The reason why Xie Zi was so sure was that not long after they came back, the rest of the people were busy collecting the corpse, and only the master stayed in the room to rest.Could it be that the master stayed in the room just to wash this cloak?Why, shouldn't the master be in great grief, how can he still wash his cloak?

Could it be that Master, because of Xiao Ming's death, his temperament has changed drastically, and he likes to do laundry now?Or, the master only likes...to wash his clothes?

He understood that the master would rather like his cloak than him.

#胶衡少年，Do you want to have such a rich imagination#

Xing Wufeng didn't notice Xie Zi's rich inner activities, he only cared about eating.He ate very fast, but he was not rude. Xie Ziguang was busy making up his mind, but he didn't realize that the bowl was about to bottom out in time. When he realized it, there was another regular knock on the door.

Xing Wufeng comforted Xie Zi with a smile, "I'll go and have a look."

After saying this, he walked to the door and opened it, and then met the faces of the abstract group of four.

"Master, we saw that you didn't come to eat, so we specially brought you food."

Xing Wufeng was paying attention to their faces, but he didn't notice the rice in their hands in time.He happened not to be full at the moment, so he welcomed the four of them in.

Abstract group of four: "Junior Brother Xie Zi, what a coincidence."

Xie Zi forced a smile, then packed up the empty bowl, and said in a daze, "Master, brother, if it's okay, I'll go first."

Although Xing Wufeng felt regretful, he still watched him go, sighed slightly, turned around, and the abstract quartet was eagerly waiting for his compliment.

"Very good, I am very pleased to be a teacher with your filial piety."