thank you very much

After practicing until it was time for dinner, Xie Changhuan allowed Nie Bai and Wen Fuzhu to come back for dinner, saying that they would rest for half an hour to continue.

Anyway, it wasn't him who was tired.

Naturally, Wen Fuzhu didn't think much about it, he still had to save his strength to protect Su Yan, of course, that meant when something happened, if nothing happened, then Su Yan would protect him to sleep up.

That night in the Swallow Tower, Wen Fuzhu actually couldn't sleep.

He was woken up by Su Yan as soon as he was talking in his sleep.

After that, three or five times, I fell into a dream again, had a nightmare again, and talked nonsense again.

The expression on Su Yan's face was also a bit strange, and he still lingered in his Taifu's ear, repeating it in a low voice, "I will abolish your martial arts, Chang Huan...don't blame me."

Wen Fuzhu couldn't fall asleep after hearing this.

In fact, he didn't really dare to think about the consequences of putting this sentence into practice in the future. Chang Huan would definitely get angry and flop around like a irascible little beast for a while, but after a while, he would be able to read it. After all, he is more able to find fun for himself, and himself is where his greatest pleasure lies, isn't it?

If he wanted to stay with him in Kaisheng's palace, that was the only way.

The endless night was too long and too cold, Wen Fuzhu hugged the little quilt silently at that time, and suddenly felt that he needed such a person to accompany him without any scruples.

Xie Changhuan, I like you.

So... that's what I'm going to do.

What a shameless person who knows the world most.

Wen Fuzhu couldn't help but gritted his teeth and scolded himself secretly in his heart, but besides spurning himself, he also felt that this was the real self.

He lives for Kai Sheng, or, to be more precise, he lives for the benefit of Kai Sheng.

Is a person who cannot have feelings.

After all the seven emotions and six desires are self-proclaimed, he must achieve this peak.Jiang Mo may have miscalculated. He once joked that he had a name called "Sin".Far more than that, he should also be called "Benefits".

In everything, one has to consider one's own interests regardless of one's own life, so, this was more than ten years ago - why did he spare Gu Sheng's life.

Because he didn't expect that what he thought he did was to maximize the interests of Kaisheng, but his master denied it.

Back then when the dagger stabbed viciously but failed to penetrate his lungs, Wen Fuzhu was very confused.

He always thought that the thing would be given to Jiang Mo, but he didn't expect that it would end up on Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng's face was pale at the time, and he didn't seem to have thought that Wen Fuzhu would really hit him so hard. Even if he didn't think of the kindness of his family, he had helped each other.

Under the cold moon, his eyes were shining with iron light, "Gu Sheng, let me ask you again, why are you here?"

Gu Sheng closed his eyes in pain, "Master, believe me, do you believe me?"

Wen Fuzhu sneered, "I believe it. Why don't you tell me not to believe it."

From then on, the two of them never said anything about their meeting in Fengfeng back then, but Gu Sheng understood that it would be very difficult for a person with a heart of counselor to trust him in this lifetime.

"Old Wen, eat, can you get full just by watching?"

Xie Changhuan put another piece of meat in front of Wen Fuzhu, Wen Fuzhu regained his composure, and took it with chopsticks.

To be honest, he never wanted to think about the past.

Even if he doesn't believe in Gu Sheng, he should believe in Master.

But he also felt that the move was really, really too complicated.

When the master suggested that the soft-hearted armor be counted as a gift for them as a teacher, Wen Fuzhu felt that it was not very good.

Because there is only one soft armor, that is to say, only one of the three of them can get it.

Wen Fuzhu is a person who maximizes his interests. In fact, he used to resort to tricks and tried every means to get this thing.

Not for himself, but for Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo is the one who needs this most.

Unexpectedly, it was given to Gu Sheng in the end.

Wen Fuzhu was a little surprised when his master asked him to discuss this issue in private—in the history books, what Yan Zi said about killing three scholars with two peaches was nothing more than the same truth, why did the master ask him alone?If he has made up his mind, what's the use of persuading him?

Apart from respectfully kneeling in front of Master, Wen Fuzhu said earnestly, "Master, there is someone who is most suitable for this thing. I don't think you need my opinion. You already have your own decision in your heart."

I begged Jiang Mo so many times before, he should be the first to know about this among the three, but he is also the one who dared not speak up.

Except for sometimes going to Jiang Mo's bed to rub the bed while flipping through things, he didn't flip through life or death.

Later, he thought about it, probably because Jiang Mo had also become smarter, so he couldn't say anything about it, otherwise he and Gu Sheng would think about it, so he secretly covered it up.

Wen Fuzhu thinks this is good, Jiang Mo is always stupid, except for military affairs, he is a donkey when it comes to human relationships.

Damn, you insulted others by calling him a donkey.

Wen Fuzhu felt that his heart was broken for Su Yan and Jiang Mo in the first half of his life.But he didn't expect that he would meet Gu Sheng again more than ten years ago when he personally went to Fengfeng to snatch Zhiyan's body back.

At that moment, he really wanted to stab Gu Sheng.

Besides traitors, what explanation is there?

Let me believe that you have been an undercover agent we sent to Fengfeng for the past ten years?

Let's stop talking nonsense, Jiang Mo and I made a temporary decision to attack Fengfeng, okay?

But when the dagger pierced his shirt and immediately exposed the familiar golden soft thread, Wen Fuzhu felt a little desperate.

——"Fuzhu, as a teacher, I only hope that you will take care of me and protect the person wearing this suit in the future."

He once thought that this person was either Jiang Mo or Su Yan.

It's a waste to use it on Su Yan. After all, they all know that they are very protective of Su Yan, but they don't want to mention it here. He is also the one who swears to protect Su Yan to the death.

But she never thought that this soft armor would be on Gu Sheng's body...

"Gu Sheng, let me ask you again, why are you here?"

"Then do you believe me?"

Wen Fuzhu only had a livid face, and said nothing.

Gu Sheng sighed softly, held his dagger with one hand, and moved it up a few inches, "The soft armor can't protect the throat here, you can do it."

"roll."

——The soft armor is not life-saving, it is the kindness of the same family, and the trust of the master.

If my knife really seals the throat, then what I cut off is also the kindness of my teacher.

I can not do it.

I can't give up Master, Su Yan, and Jiang Mo for you alone.

The few of them who have no blood relationship have invisibly formed a relationship that is more deeply connected than blood.

So, he let Gu Sheng go.

At the same time, he also knew that he actually lost that time—but if he could teach the counselors to be brave, let alone let Gu Sheng know that he was venting his hatred, then the bloodbath of Wuya Mountain was a big deal. Do you have to prove yourself a failure?What's the use of killing so many people?Are you angry, are you happy...

No, not at all.

If Gu Sheng wasn't there that day, then Wen Fuzhu might be able to calm down a bit.

It was because that person was there again, and he happened to know some of the tricks, so it was all the more worthy of his complete defeat.

For his own selfish desires, he lost... a utter defeat... For so many years, he has not regretted the battle in Wuya Mountain until now. Even if he left a remnant, it was not because he suddenly became merciful, but because, that The remnants accounted for half of Zhiyan's blood.

This release was aimed at Zhiyan.

He may have really made a wrong judgment on that move more than ten years ago, but it was also from that day on that he also swore that he would never be troubled by personal affairs again.If that move is put into the present, Wen Fuzhu can grit his teeth and say to himself cruelly, "I will never let it go."

But now, when he thinks back to all kinds of things in those years, Wen Fuzhu often falls into a strange daze.

At that time, he wanted to believe Gu Sheng, but he didn't dare to believe it.

Wouldn't it be painful for him?

This kind of feeling like ten thousand ants eat into one's heart, feeling that if one believes one point or one point is wrong, everyone will fall into the endless hell together... Wouldn't he be afraid?

It's like... the same feeling that often emerges when he faces Chang Huan now.

It's just that Gu Sheng has Jiang Mo watching right now, if Chang Huan really goes back with him, he has no choice but to make him a useless person.

He didn't want to live in suspicion every day.

He also wanted to dedicate all the affection he could give in his life to Xie Changhuan.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raised his head again, and took a look at Chang Huan.

It's just that before he wanted to look at Chang Huan, he met another pair of clear eyes, although the owner of those eyes quickly looked away.

when did you comeSitting in a wheelchair and still so elusive?

Wen Fuzhu sighed helplessly in his heart, his energy was getting worse and worse, and he didn't even notice the sound.

At this moment, Qin Niang approached very enthusiastically, and greeted earnestly, "Zi Buddha, come, I thought you wouldn't even want to eat with us."

Ji Zifo shook his head slightly, indicating no, then pointed to a place next to him, and looked up at the old man.

The old man smiled and took his seat, and began to prepare meals for Ji Zifo.

Uh... isn't he dumb, why doesn't he speak?

Xie Changhuan doesn't have much friendship with these two people, but I heard that she has known Qin Niang for a long time, especially the old dumb, but because they don't have much contact and communication, even if Xie Changhuan is strange now, it is inconvenient to ask, Although he wanted to tease the young man to talk, but Wen Fuzhu lightly pressed his wrist, which was regarded as stopping him from letting go.

Uh, uh, what, if you touch someone else's hand, you have to chop off your own hand when you come back.

Then go molesting a child by yourself, is he going to sew up his mouth with a needle when he comes back?

Tsk, I also eat this flying vinegar, it's really... the bottom of my heart is secretly refreshed!

But let's not cause trouble, listen to Lao Wen, um, Xie Changhuan thought about it so he went to pile the barbecue slices into Wen Fuzhu's bowl again.

The young man in the wheelchair was wearing a maroon red shirt. Maybe this shirt could look lively on Nie Bai's body, but when it fell on his tired face, it looked like a red shirt. Something weird.

In particular, the young man was not sitting close to each other, as if he wanted to keep a certain distance from them.

Yifeng and the others are not familiar with this child. Although they have come here for a few days and have had some contact with him, the child is hiding.

That's right, this boy who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old was nothing more than a child in their eyes.

Wen Fuzhu was almost disgusted by Xie Changhuan's forced stuffing of half a bowl of meat, and now he put down his chopsticks, and signaled not to eat.

But Nie Bai was still eating, and Xie Changhuan followed Nie Bai to take a few more sips, then brought a pot of tea and Wen Fuzhu to sit on the small bench in the afternoon, drinking a few sips from time to time, while chatting about things thing.

Wen Fuzhu almost suspected that Xie Changhuan didn't take any missions, but just fooled himself to play, but seeing that everyone was there, it didn't look like he was fooling, even though he wanted to ask at this moment, he felt that he was so straightforward. It was not very good to ask in person, so I kept perfunctory, listening to Chang Huan tell some interesting stories, while waiting for Nie Bai to finish his meal.

After being so bored, Wen Fuzhu couldn't help but look around a little.

Occasionally, when I accidentally caught sight of the boy named Ji Zifo, I felt that he was hiding even more.

Why are you hiding from yourself?

Wen Fuzhu was a little puzzled, could it be that he had met himself before?Have doubts about yourself?

Xie Changhuan watched Wen Fuzhu become more and more absent-minded, and realized that something was wrong.

Following Wen Fuzhu's gaze like this, only to find that the young man moved back even with the wheelchair. Push it in front of him, motioning him to eat more.

The young man's face was slightly red, he shook his head slightly, and wanted to go back to the house.

Wen Fuzhu noticed that Chang Huan's gaze had also shifted just now, so he naturally watched the whole situation as a bystander, and now he whispered in Xie Changhuan's ear, "Why are you staring at his legs for so long?! "

"Fuck, old Wen, I don't have any thoughts about anyone else except you." Xie Changhuan felt chills, saying that this was a disaster from heaven, the wind was a bit strong just now, and it blew the hem of his clothes The shape of his legs was drawn out—well, it’s not the way of losing the legs, it’s probably because the legs are not born well.

Maybe meeting a famous doctor can help.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Xie Changhuan was really thinking of this when he glanced at it just now, and he didn't think about anything else at all, okay?

"Old Wen... you have to trust me..."

"What's on your mind all day long!" Wen Fuzhu couldn't help gnashing his teeth, did he mean that?

Since Qin Niang said before that the child is afraid of life, such incomplete weaknesses are suddenly exposed in front of everyone - even if he is young, so what?Isn't he still a flawed person?What's more, there is Nie Bai, who is about the same age as him, but is strong and lively.

I am afraid that when I was a child, I also suffered a lot in order to practice good kung fu.

At this time, Qin Niang also got up together with the old man, picked up a few more dishes with chopsticks, and broke in without knocking on the door.

Wen Fuzhu was taken aback for a moment, but after thinking about it, put aside the talk of men and women, after all, the people and women of their gangsters also have bold and unrestrained temperaments, even from the perspective of the elders, there is nothing wrong with it.

Nie Bai couldn't sit still at this time, and knew that as long as he stood in front of him, he might make him a little inferior. Even if he pestered him a few days ago and lost him, it didn't help.

Because at that time the boy whispered, "You don't have to let me go."

Nie Bai was speechless, thinking that I really didn't let you.

In short, he was too inferior to be alone, and couldn't bear the sudden strange atmosphere at this moment. Nie Bai put down the bowl and chopsticks and walked in front of Wen Xie and the two, and said softly, "Master, let's continue."

Xie Changhuan smiled as if he hadn't taken what happened just now to the bottom of his heart. After filling the cup, he took the teapot for a stroll and took the two of them out again.

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