Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

In the last ten days, how should I live to be meaningful?

Since being targeted, Yu Fuchen made the decision to take the initiative to attack for the first time, pointing to Tianyu Mountain without hesitation, and was caught off guard when he wanted to attack Wushandu.

At first, people didn't understand the significance of his move, and believed that it was hard to quell the war, so they should enjoy the hard-won peace.

However, the words of Sui Chenyue, who represented the power of the mortal world in Xueyu City, made everyone realize that the significance of Tianyu Mountain was not just the battlefield ten years ago.

"On the top of Tianyu Mountain, there is an altar where the feathermen from Tianxiang offer sacrifices to the Jiuchongtian. It is the closest place to the sky. Wu Shandu took the lead in occupying the high ground. It is nothing more than trying to gain the trust of the emperor through sacrifices, and to get the level of the snowy city and even the repair of the sky. The power of the world. Give them room to breathe and benevolent, the price is too high, the plan to raid Tianyu Mountain, Snow Misty City supports."

Someone agrees, and soon someone agrees.

Mo Qianlin couldn't think of those polite words to explain how this operation would be beneficial to them, but just a simple and rude word: "Fight!"

By the way, he also pushed Bu Nian'an who was hesitant, "I think Uncle Yi will definitely not refuse this matter. If Daoxuan is involved, shouldn't you Daoxu give some response?"

The original intention was to persuade Bu Nian'an to send troops, but he didn't expect the latter to shake his head at him.

"Lingxue Palace has been reunited into one body, there should be no distinction between Daoxuan and Daoxu. Bai Qinghan is the orthodox heir of Lingxue Palace, how could Bu not follow his orders?"

While being grateful, Yu Fuchen did not forget to look at the silent Patriarch Yikui, who nodded at him, agreeing to join the battle.

"Taoxijian is willing to support this battle as a reserve force, reducing casualties as much as possible, regardless of enemy or friend."

The last sentence cleverly expresses Taoxijian's position. The doctors are benevolent. Although they do not agree with the war, they have no choice but to minimize the loss for the sake of long-term development.

With the support of the three sects, Yu Fuchen gained confidence, and decided to attack Tianyu Mountain after rectification.

Wu Shandu's alliance broke Yuehua's situation because of Minggong merchants, and there was Mu Xinfeng with too many uncertain factors, so that Jiuyin Island could not be fully trusted. Dare to act rashly, seeing the spectacle of cracking the sky, and realizing that the situation is not good, he might act quickly to ask Di Tianyao for protection.

The timing had to be just right.

Yu Fuchen's plan is to be led by the elite first, and only after finding out the situation of Wushandu can large-scale operations be carried out. The Tiandaomen, who restrain Wushandu's Hunyuan internal strength, will be the backbone force, and Lingxue Palace will assist it in attacking Tianyu Mountain. Using healing techniques to deal with the aftermath, the strict three lines of defense will never leave fish that slip through the net.

The first elite to go deep into the enemy's rear was undoubtedly himself and Feng Changhuan. At first, some people questioned whether the latter's spiritual power had not fully recovered, and whether it would hold back everyone, but after seeing the man break a hugging tree with his bare hands All the trees fell silent.

"As expected of the devil who once caused chaos in the Three Realms..."

After being glared at by Feng Changhuan, the disciple who spoke immediately covered his mouth and hid behind his head, for fear of losing his life, but Feng Changhuan laughed first, cupping his fists to everyone present, respectfully I saluted respectfully.

"Although I don't remember what happened before and after the first battle in Tianyu Mountain, I vaguely know that I didn't do it. I still bear this bad reputation. It's really a bit sad. After the matter is settled, please everyone rectify my name."

Yu Fuchen pulled him and smiled foolishly, "Well, after all these years, I finally have a chance to clean up my crimes, and I can count as living up to this life."

"I don't blame you either..."

The two just looked at each other with such contempt and affection, which made Mo Qianlin feel sore. Without saying a word, he kicked him out of the city in the name of being an eyesore, and gave them a luxurious chance to get along, which can be regarded as speeding up the development of the battle situation.

It's a pity that his kindness was in vain in the end, the two of them stepped out of the city gate, and found that there was an inexplicably more person and two pairs of eyes behind them.

Xiao Chen yawned and beckoned the slow-moving Cang Mang to come forward. He was wearing a blue shirt, with a folding fan on his waist, and walking slowly with his hands behind his back, very much like Jiang Chensha from before.

He was an unexpected accident, Yu Fuchen laughed dryly, and looked at Feng Changhuan, thinking how could he forget this great god.

"Xiao... Grandmaster?"

"Don't pay attention to me, I just want to see for myself whether Yan Qiudao has taken good care of that mortal prince. Yesterday, I listened to his prime minister at the emperor's old son for half an hour, and my head was about to explode. Indeed If you are ashamed of others, it is not easy to ignore it, what do you think, Lianhua?"

These words are inside and outside the words that hurt the wind and Chang Huan had endured his malice for ten years at the beginning, but someone who clearly understood the words rubbed their ears and pretended to be nonchalant.

"What? What did he say, what kind of lotus is not lotus."

Yu Fuchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm talking about you, a wonderful lotus flower."

"What do you say Hua Jun has to do with Feng Changhuan, no, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

By the way, another trick to divert the water from the east, Feng Changhuan looked up and down Xiao Chen, who had nothing to do with him, insisting on finding some trouble from him, staring at his waist and legs that were much slender than before, and then looked at his eyes If there is a layer of black and blue.

"Ouch~ Grandmaster Xiao, why are you getting thinner and thinner, who hides in your room all day long and sleeps hard? Is it because the disciple who was sent to serve you has neglected his duties, or...is there someone who takes care of you too much?" Okay??"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen was choked to death by his own saliva, and stared back at Feng Changhuan with wide eyes.

"You, you, how can you insult people's innocence out of thin air."

That man is not a ruthless person who can make people worry, he has recovered most of his skills enough to crush Xiao Chen, he subdues him before the latter draws out the spell, twists his hands behind his back, and suddenly remembers that he is still alive There was a magic weapon, he took out the cinnabar talisman that was used to interrogate Po Meng earlier from his bosom, and stuck it on Xiao Chen's forehead, making him powerless to resist.

"Xiao Chen, let me ask you, have you ever done something with Cang Mang that would make people blush, blood boil, and swords are on the verge of breaking out?"

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and remained silent, fighting desperately with his remaining rationality and spells.

This is called lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot.

But no matter how hard he could bear it, he was still no match for Feng Changhuan's tricks. He grabbed his ponytail and gave Yu Fuchen a wink. The latter understood immediately and helped him hold Xiao Chen's hands and gave him a chance. The soft hair at the end of the ponytail once tickled Xiao Chen's pulse.

This is the sensitive point of that person. The double physical and mental blows made him on the verge of collapse, and he finally told the truth with tears in his eyes.

"No!!"

Feng Changhuan pouted in disappointment, and tore off the charm with a "tsk".

"It's boring. I thought you guys would be more exciting than I thought. It's really boring."

Xiao Chen glared at the two of them, fearing that he had never experienced such humiliation in his life, his eyes were red, making one wonder if he would cry out suddenly.

"Even if you know, so what, he can't come back!"

The inexplicable sentence made people a little confused, Yu Fuchen looked at Feng Changhuan, who also looked at him blankly, not knowing which string Xiao Chen didn't get right.

The latter got up and brushed off the dust on his body, turned his back to the two and wanted to hide his tears in an unknown place, but Cang Mang was watching him with a slightly sad expression in front of him. Seeing this situation, he suddenly Losing control of his emotions, he cried while holding Cang Mang.

"I'm sorry, I destroyed the secret scroll on impulse, making it impossible for you to return to your normal body, it's my fault..."

Hearing this, the hairs all over Yu Fuchen's body stood on end, could it be...

"Could it be that this blue python is the owner of Wanshou Valley, Jiang Chensha himself?!"

Compared to his shock, Feng Changhuan was abnormally calm.

"I told you, he's always been there."

In the battle of Tianyu Mountain, when Jiang Chensha died, it happened to be the time when the blue python broke out of its shell.

There are not so many coincidences in the world. From the beginning to the end, this is Jiang Chensha's plan.

"When I met Po Meng, I impulsively destroyed the secret volume that recorded how to restore him to his original appearance. As a result, he could not recover his real body now. I also regret it, but it is irreparable... The only volume in the world is my secret book. Destroyed, he may never..."

Before Xiao Chen could finish speaking, Cang Python hovered around his body and hovered at the bottom of his feet, pointing at the folding fan at his waist with its tail, implying something.

But Xiao Chen is a very stubborn person, even if he did this, he would not believe the facts in front of him.

"No, don't give me hope, I don't want to fall even worse."

Cang Mang blinked, and Xiao Chen's hesitant face was reflected in his thin pupils.

It leaned in front of Xiao Chen, closed his eyes, gently pressed against the corner of his lips, and actually kissed him.

Xiao Chen was still in shock and couldn't believe it. He bit his lip and shook his head violently, but Cang Mang tightened his body, rubbed his neckline, and bit his collarbone lightly, leaving a faint smile on his face. tooth marks.

Feng Changhuan rubbed his head, pulled Yu Fuchen past Xiao Chen, and said, "I understand the snake language, he said he was in heat and wanted to do this or that with you, let him return to his real body quickly Come on, or you will burn yourself with lust." Then he walked away.

Xiao Chen stared at him coldly, disbelief was clearly written on his face, but Cang Mang walked around to him and nodded, unable to tolerate his disbelief.

Yu Fuchen looked back at the two of them step by step, and wanted to watch how Cang Mang could turn into a human being, when he heard the man sneer.

"If you're so concerned about other people's affairs, you forget that you only have ten days left?"

Hearing this, Yu Fuchen stopped in his tracks instead, pulled Feng Changhuan back, and a fiery kiss happened to be printed on his forehead.

"No matter how urgent it is, I will never forget to love you. You must have what others have."

"Stinky boy, stop making trouble..."

Seeing the man turn his head away shyly, Yu Fuchen hugged his waist, he had to press close to him to be comfortable.

"You, you still tell me how to walk like this."

"In the past when you were fighting the sword, you always fainted and vomited. Try a different way this time. If you like it, I will take you like this from now on."

As he said that, he took Feng Changhuan's hand and threw him to a high place.

Feng Changhuan's lightness skills were no better than his, and he felt flustered as soon as his feet left the ground, and he didn't dare to scream to attract attention, so he had to cover his mouth with his hands tightly, and his heart almost jumped out during the ups and downs.

In order to tease his stubborn thoughts, Yu Fuchen would let go from time to time, watching him frantically struggling to fall, and then sending him up into the sky again when he was about to fall to the ground.

After walking all the way like this, Feng Changhuan's face turned pale with fright, and his legs became weak when he landed.

Knowing that he had gone too far, Yu Fuchen hurriedly rubbed his face to help him recover, thinking that he was frightened and angry with himself, but unexpectedly the man pushed his hand away, turned his head and vomited a few mouthfuls of acid Water restores spirits.

"I... am not dizzy with swords, but afraid of heights."

After so many years and finally admitting his weakness, Yu Fuchen quickly patted him on the back.

"It's no wonder that when you were in Jiuchongtian, you stood among the clouds and didn't dare to look down. I'll cure you of this problem sooner or later."

Feng Changhuan still wanted to talk back, but he soon noticed a burnt smell in his breath, thinking of the purpose of their coming here, he kept silent, frowned and shook his head at Yu Fuchen, the man also understood his meaning.

It seems that they are still one step too late, Gu Lan has already made a sacrifice to call the emperor.

Yu Fuchen stretched out his hand to Feng Changhuan, letting the latter stand up with his strength, and then walked up the mountain in a very tacit understanding.

He is no stranger to Tianyu Mountain. He had engraved the terrain into his mind when he rescued Bai Qinghan before. He pulled Feng Changhuan to hide quietly in the forest and peeked at the direction of the altar. As expected, Gu Lan was kneeling in front of the altar and burning herbs , making preparations for offering sacrifices to heaven.

The Wushan Ferrymen who came with him lined up neatly in the open space behind him to protect the dharma. There were a hundred and ten people, and all of them were elites with abundant spiritual power.

"No one has seen Yuehuashi and Jiuyin Island."

Feng Changhuan expressed doubts in a low voice, because with the Ming Palace Merchant card in his hand, Gu Lan had no bargaining chips to threaten Taoism, and it was reasonable for Yuehua not to come forward.

But since Gu Lan has won over Jiuyin Island, there is no reason not to use it. Why can't he see people from Jiuyin Island at such a critical time?

While thinking of this question, Gu Lan personally gave the answer.

He wiped the altar with vanilla ash, injected spiritual power to make the altar shine brightly, and lines of clearly visible inscriptions emerged. As a beam of light rose into the sky, a crack appeared in the dark night sky for a long time. The beam of light pushed away the dark clouds, revealing A ray of light.

After adapting to the long-term dark night, it was difficult for everyone to open their eyes for a while, not daring to look at the dazzling light.

Yu Fuchen blocked his eyes with his hands, trying to see Gulan's every move, and saw that reborn villain took a delirious and beautiful woman from the doorman and placed it on the altar. When he looked closely, it was Mu Xiyue !

No matter what grievances there were in the past, Mu Xiyue is Mu Xinfeng's younger sister after all, and the Lord of Jiuyin Island has helped them a lot, so Yu Fuchen can't turn a blind eye.

But just when he was about to stop him, Feng Changhuan stopped him again, and said: "Don't worry, it's not the time yet."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~