Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Consciousness wakes up earlier than the body.

What's going on here……

Yu Fuchen recalled everything that happened before he passed out, Jiuyin Island, Elder Xiyue, Chaos War...

Master...and that visitor from the Nine Heavens who had no chance to see his true face, but rewarded him with a knife, and caused his death in Huangquan.

Where would he be now... the Abyss of Hopelessness, or the Netherworld?

Opening his eyes with difficulty, the whole body was filled with looming cold mist. After it dissipated a little, he found that he was in the ice cave of the Nine Yin Forbidden Land.

He wanted to get up, moved his fingers and found that his whole body was numb and weak, bit his lip and gathered his strength and sat up suddenly. After the darkness brought by the dizziness dissipated, he saw clearly that not far away was sitting quietly with his back facing him, only wearing a The man in the outer shirt.

"Master... respect?"

"Not your good master, will you be disappointed?"

The man turned his head quietly, Yu Fuchen couldn't see his face clearly with his blurry eyes, he rubbed his forehead and tried his best to recall, when he recalled Feng Changhuan's back leaving with his sword in hand, he overflowed with panic.

He wanted to rush forward to ask where the man was, but his strength had not yet recovered, making it difficult for him to move.

Seeing his intentions, the other party took the initiative to meet him, raised his hand to hook his chin, and smiled seductively.

"You want to see him, but can you still see him?"

This person did not open his mouth, but his clear voice echoed in his ears, and his face was somewhat similar to that of Mu Xiyue who fled.

Yu Fuchen recognized him as Mu Xinfeng, the lord of Jiuyin Island who was previously frozen, and asked bluntly, "What did you do to me?"

"Tsk, you have wronged me. It was my life gu that brought you back to the world from hell. It's fine if you don't appreciate it. Why do you still blame me?"

"What kind of magic did you use!!"

"Oh? You said this."

Mu Xinfeng pointed at his ears, but shrugged helplessly.

"This is the evil result caused by the forgetfulness Gu. What does it have to do with me? Not only will you be deaf, but in the future you will lose all five senses, forget the true feelings in the world, until the last trace of good emotion is removed. And you can hear my voice because it repairs your heart. The injured celestial silkworm Gu mother happens to be in my body, is this answer satisfactory?"

Obviously Mu Xinfeng's rhetoric could not impress Yu Fuchen, he turned his head to avoid the former's hand, only to find that there was another person lying beside him.

The low temperature of the ice bed made the man's complexion so clear that the direction of the blood vessels could be seen clearly.

The lotus imprint on Feng Changhuan's face did not fade due to his deep sleep, and the bandage used to cover the hole in his left eye was re-wrapped, reminding him of the fact that the ghost pupil is not there all the time.

Yu Fuchen pulled away and pushed Mu Xinfeng away, struggling to get to the man's side, wanting to touch his seriously injured body, but afraid that his recklessness would cause him pain, so he retracted several times, only daring to caress the man. A man's messy hair down his neck.

"Why... why did Master become like this..."

"He lost all his meridians in the battle with the emperor's sword servant, and he has become a useless person. He also begged me to take out his rebirth Gu to keep your life alive. That's why he became like this. You can't live or die. Cherish the future he gave you Bar……"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Fuchen lifted Mu Xinfeng's collar and glared at each other.

"Shut your crow's mouth, there must be a way to save him!!"

"Tsk, you want me to shut up, what else can I say, take him back and wait for death."

"……Feel sorry."

Seeing that he admitted his mistakes very well, he lowered his head like a lost wolf cub, as if there were a pair of looming sharp ears hanging down on his head, so that Mu Xinfeng no longer had any stubborn thoughts to make things difficult for him.

"Rebirth Gu can only revive the dead who died for half an hour. That day you were injured by Emperor Zun's sword attendant, and indeed lost signs of life. At Feng Zhinan's request, I took out the Rebirth Gu from his body and transplanted the fatal wound on your heart. , Gu worms push your gradually stagnant blood flow, drive your stopped heart, and the disadvantage of accelerating blood flow is unstoppable blood loss."

"People who continue to lose blood will still die. Don't lie to me that I don't study less."

"That's true, that's why someone needs to continuously provide blood until the silkworm Gu heals your injuries to the extent that you don't lose a lot of blood. For this, you who were raised with blood essence since childhood should not have to think about who gave it to you .”

Mu Xinfeng raised his hand, and a poisonous scorpion crawled from his sleeve to his fingertips, and he knocked on the head obediently, as if it was not a deadly poison, but a pet.

He said again: "Rebirth Gu has been dormant in his body for many years, it is not easy to take it out, do you know how much effort I have wasted?"

However, Yu Fuchen cared far less for him than he did for Feng Changhuan, so he quickly pressed his shoulders and asked, "Where is Master? What will happen to Master without the rebirth Gu? Will something happen to him if he shed so much blood for me?"

Mu Xinfeng secretly lamented that the master-student friendship between the two is incomparable in the world, and he restrained his thoughts of teasing him, and couldn't bear to see the lover heartbroken.

"Even if you get rid of the Rebirth Gu after resurrection, your life will not be in danger. You can rest assured about this. As for the blood loss, you can only rely on your own recuperation to make up for it."

"Then when will he wake up, and what symptoms will he leave behind?"

"I put the silkworm Gu that is exactly like yours in his body, it will repair his damaged meridians at low temperature, besides, it will also slowly gather the golden core fragments scattered all over the body, until Sometimes we can use external force to help him heal, maybe he can restore his previous skill."

Yu Fuchen wanted to ask again, but Mu Xinfeng was so quarreled that his brain ached, and he pressed the poisonous scorpion on his face, forcing him to shut up.

"If you dare to ask one more question to disrupt my rhythm, I will let you sleep forever with him in this dark ice cave."

Yu Fuchen heaved a sigh of relief when he learned that Feng Changhuan's life was not in danger, and thanked Mu Xinfeng for saving his life, and he naturally fulfilled his intention.

Seeing that he was calm, the latter took back the poisonous scorpion, pointed at his badly injured chest, and untied the bandage.

When Yu Fuchen saw the horrible wound on his chest that pierced through the heart and lungs and had already scabbed over, his breath was stagnant, Mu Xinfeng thought he was scared out of his wits, and made fun of him.

"Why, you were not afraid when you rushed to block the knife for him in front of others, but now you are scared?"

"No, there is a similar scar on Master's body, and it was for him to protect me...and Junior Brother."

Mu Xinfeng was dumb, not knowing how to comfort him, rubbing the tip of his nose, he seemed to have no idea.

"That's all, don't think about it. Seeing that your injury has recovered to [-]%, don't forget to thank that celestial silkworm. If it doesn't help, I'm afraid you will still be in pain for a month."

"How long have I slept?"

"It's not long or short, it's only three days. If you feel that your body has recovered and you can go on a long journey, you might as well help me, or in other words, do Feng Zhinan a favor."

As he spoke, he helped Yu Fuchen get up, and when he saw the latter reluctantly looking at the master who was still awake on the bed, he let out another "tsk".

"Don't look at it, do you still expect to see a flower?"

"Isn't Master just a delicate flower?"

"...That's what you said, as if you would feel pity for him."

Yu Fuchen blushed untimely, thinking about what he was going to say next, Mu Xinfeng didn't go any further to tease him, and brought him to the ice coffin on the edge of the forbidden area, and pushed the heavy coffin lid with his vigorous internal force.

The people lying quietly inside were unexpected, Yu Fuchen blurted out: "Yun Wuleng??!"

"No, it's Yun Wuyu."

"But he is clearly..."

"I know you have seen his identity, but respect his last wish, I hope you call him Yun Wuyu."

Although he didn't know why Yun Wuleng died on Jiuyin Island inexplicably, but Yu Fuchen could guess that Tingyulou's master appeared here to assist secretly.

As early as when they met, he could see that Yun Wuleng had a special relationship with Brother Yun Wuyu, and this time he went to die as Yun Wuyu because he wanted to prevent the death of that person.

"With Yun Wuling's cultivation base, he could have ascended to immortality. He was reluctant to let Yun Wuyu stay in the realm of cultivation, and he was willing to be the host of Tingyu, who has been infamous for thousands of years. For Feng Zhinan, the fatal sword servant Longque One blow, I think he had realized this long ago, and repelled the Dragon Sparrow with the belief that everything would be destroyed before he died."

Mu Xinfeng sighed, and said again: "I think this incident will become an opportunity for Jiuchongtian to chase and kill you again, the embarrassed and angry Di Tianyao will definitely not spare you lightly, and Longque will kill you all for self-protection. Jiuyin Island is mixed with forces, so it is not a place for you to take refuge temporarily, but the current situation of Fengzhinan is not optimistic, and I have to take care of it personally, I hope you can find a way to ease it as soon as possible."

"Before then, I have to go back to Ting Yulou and let the host...go home."

Before Mu Xinfeng could stop him, Yu Fuchen had already lifted Yun Wulong out of the ice coffin.

One person blocked him, Yu Fuchen raised his eyes, it was Zong Jie.

The young man's eyes were red and swollen, and he obviously cried for a long time. Seeing him hugging Yun Wuling, he couldn't help but feel tense for many days, knelt down in front of him, and cried out with a "wow".

Yu Fuchen was stunned, he didn't expect that this young man who hadn't spoken since he stepped into Tingyulou was not dumb!

"Brother Wuyu can't accept it... Please, don't take him back to the Tingyu Tower. Knowing that the master is dead, Brother Wuyu will definitely collapse..."

"Zongsuke..."

"Master will definitely not bear the sadness of his younger brother. Please, keep this a secret, okay...Master, I have the grace of knowing you. He picked me up when I was wandering in a lonely sea. I can't...I can't let it He is disappointed, he must protect his younger brother..."

Zong Jie could barely make out the pronunciation of the Chinese characters, but Yu Fuchen could empathize with his grief, and exchanged a glance with Mu Xinfeng. He cleaned the folds of his clothes, and turned to help Zongsuke who was crying bitterly.

Yu Fuchen wiped away his tears and patted his shoulder.

"Seeing you like this, the landlord will be sad."

"But, but..."

"Death can't be resurrected, so mourn and change. As you wish, how about we go back to listen to the rain tower?"

People who have experienced life and death can already accept parting calmly, Mu Xinfeng thought, what kind of complicated mood would Feng Changhuan feel when he sees Yu Fuchen like this?

Yun Wuyu had a premonition about his own sacrifice, so he ordered Zongjie to protect the rebirth Gu, not bring it back, but Yun Wuling's intervention saved him with his own life.

Even if he decided to conceal it to the end, Yun Wuyu, who had already noticed it, could not have expected his brother's death.

Looking back at the sleeping Feng Changhuan, Mu Xinfeng secretly sighed.

Lord Fahua, Lord Fahua, you are indeed a human being and not a god.

Since ancient times, personal love has been difficult to balance, and you who used to choose the latter without hesitation, while learning to obey your sincerity, what have you lost?

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