Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

Cheng Yunzhi woke up in the palace of the Misty Patriarch, opened his eyes and saw the strange curtains and curtains, and was still a little confused.

He didn't remember that he had been to such a luxurious and majestic house.

Everything around is the best thing, piled up here by its owner, all for him to watch and play at will, which is nothing more than another kind of carelessness.

Cheng Yunzhi supported his head and checked his own situation.

I found that my muscles and bones were weak, and my meridians and internal organs were seriously damaged, but it was full of medicinal power, as if someone had used good medicinal materials to hang my life, don't want him to die.

He struggled to recall a moment, only remembering that he was knocked unconscious by the palm of the mist ancestor, and then fell unconscious.

Could it be that after his death, can he enter such a luxurious mourning hall?

Could it be that God saw that he had done too many good things in the first half of his life!

Before Xiao Cheng could really cheer up, the sound of footsteps outside the door swallowed all his thoughts.

Cheng Yunzhi hesitated and lay down again, pretending that he was still sleeping.

I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend outside, it's better not to act rashly.

Soon, a person in charge of dressing came in and saw that the quilt on his body fell to the ground, he was shocked and rushed up to tuck him in the quilt.

When he approached, Daoxiu, who seemed to be still asleep on the bed, straightened up and strangled him tightly by the neck.

Cheng Yunzhi smelled a devilish aura on him.

However, before he could make a heavy hand, suddenly his wrist was sore, and his whole body seemed to be drained of strength. He limp on the bed and gasped absently.

If he can't catch his breath, no matter how much strength he has, it will be useless.

The manager Moxiu who had been choked trembled and complained, "Master, you are going to strangle this old slave to death."

As he said, he picked up the thin quilt from the ground and handed it to the servants who followed behind, asking them to change to a clean one, as if Cheng Yuzhi wanted to kill him just now, but he didn't care at all.

The steward said: "It's getting cold recently, please take good care of yourself and don't kick the quilt." As he said that, he bowed his waist, as if he was really a loyal servant who took care of Cheng Yuzhi's growth.

On the bed, Cheng Yunzhi managed to catch his breath.

He had to think, he really needed to rest for a hundred days, how many hours did he rest now?Being weak is normal.

He forced himself to stand up, and pulled the smirk he used to treat outsiders before: "Excuse me, where is this?"

The steward lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "This is the disciple residence that the ancestor personally arranged for you, young master, please have a good rest."

As he spoke, he brought a bowl of porridge from a servant, exuding a sweet aroma, obviously stewed, suitable for patients to eat.

There was still some hesitation, and he asked: "You eat it yourself, or the old slave..."

However, after listening to him, the smirk on Cheng Yunzhi's face disappeared.

That's right, Mo Xiu, Hong Wu...

He is still in Misty City.

I'm afraid it will be snatched by the ancestor of the mist and become his apprentice.

Cheng Yuzhi restrained his expression, turned his eyes away, and said, "Take it, I'm not hungry."

The smirk on his face in the past was all gone, and the steward didn't see from his eyes the politeness he had just woken up just now.

He didn't have the leisure to drink a bowl of hot porridge specially made for sick patients in the enemy's base camp.

By the way, senior brother.

He was taken away, according to the personality of the senior brother, I'm afraid he can't be kind.

He had to appease him quickly before Senior Brother did something stupid.

When Cheng Yuzhi thought of this layer, no matter how soft the cushion was, it felt like a needle prick.

He hurriedly got out of bed, wanted to grab his coat and shoes, and seemed to be going outside, but was stopped by a group of servants in charge: "It's cold outside!"

Cheng Yuzhi frowned, and was about to wave them away, saying, "Get out of the way!"

Creaking, the door was pushed open lightly, and a red dress appeared faintly from behind the crowd. Soon, the servants in charge lowered their heads and separated into two paths to greet the ancestor, strode forward, and grabbed Cheng Yuzhi's hand. jaw.

Patriarch Miwu walked up to him, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Little apprentice, where are you going?"

Cheng Yuzhi never expected that the person who had just beaten him half to death could appear in front of him so calmly and ask him where are you going.

"You..." He choked for a moment.

Seeing that the Misty Patriarch was waving his hands lightly, Cheng Yuzhi's hands and feet were uncontrollable, and his whole body was lifted by a mist and landed on the couch again.

The red-clothed Moxiu rolled up his sleeves, condescendingly took the porcelain bowl from the servant, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He moved slowly, stirred the hot porridge with a spoon, and complained softly for him: "These people are really negligent, they dare to bring something so hot to my little disciple."

Cheng Yunzhi's scalp was numb from what he said, and he didn't say a word.

The bowl of porridge was finally blown cold, Patriarch Misty scooped up a spoonful and handed it to his mouth.

He lovingly said: "Little apprentice, it's time to eat something." The spoon hit his lips directly, as if if he opened it a little, he would be forcibly poured in immediately.

Cheng Yuzhi didn't see that this was his attitude towards his apprentice at all, it was more like raising a kitten and puppy in the house.

When you are in a good mood, come and feed yourself;

If you are in a bad mood, no one cares.

Seeing that he still refused to open his mouth, Patriarch Miwu didn't let go, but gradually calmed down, and said something: "Your senior brother didn't know what to do the night before, broke into the city lord's mansion at night, and injured several of my subordinates. I haven't settled the bill yet."

Cheng Yun was stunned, thinking, it really is so.

He couldn't help being mixed with sorrow and joy, and now the senior brother probably has fallen into the hands of the devil.

"What do you want to say?" Cheng Yunzhi said softly, "What did you do to my senior brother?"

"Don't worry, baby,"

The more the ancestor of the mist looked at him, the more he liked him. Looking at beautiful things, his mood would also improve. He stretched out his hand and touched Cheng Yuzhi's long hair, "I didn't do anything to him, well, keep him in prison Woolen cloth."

Cheng Yunzhi didn't resist, and let him touch his hair.

Miwu Patriarch said: "Come, have a drink."

The spoon was handed to Cheng Yuzhi's mouth, Cheng Yuzhi lowered his eyes, and sipped the porridge in the spoon, quite obediently, not the same as before.

Seeing that he was obedient, Patriarch Miwu certainly didn't feel that the young Daoxiu had succumbed.

I'm afraid there is still a plan hidden in my heart, so I must seize the opportunity and bite him back when he is not paying attention.

After feeding and drinking like this, he also ate a lot of the porridge in the bowl.

Cheng Yun felt a little better in his stomach, and asked before Miwu Patriarch got up: "You let my senior brother go."

Patriarch Misty returned the bowl and spoon to the steward, and said casually, "Why did I let him go? For you?"

As he spoke, he mentioned himself, "It's you, who was seriously injured and needs to take a medicinal bath to recover. I don't want a trash to be my apprentice."

Before Cheng Yuzhi refused, the ancestor of Miwu brought Yu Ziframe up and threatened him that if he didn't follow suit, his senior brother's life might be lost.

Cheng Yunzhi was speechless and had no choice but to grant his wish.

After he came out of the medicated bath, he made a request to Patriarch Misty.

He said, "I want to meet my senior brother."

The devil in red: "Of course."

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the mist kept his word.

In the evening of the next day, after dinner, he turned his head and saw his senior brother walking towards him in the hall.

The door was closed, Yu Ziframe's face was pale and miserable like a ghost, but when he looked at the junior brother, his eyes were the same as before.

Fortunately, his little junior brother was sitting here, looking at him with a smile.

But when Cheng Yunzhi looked at him, he was still a little confused.

Senior brother's spiritual power fluctuated strangely, and his aura also changed, only his eyes remained the same—the stranger was like another person.

But when Yu Zijian also showed a shallow smile, Cheng Yunzhi immediately confirmed: this is his senior brother.

The brothers and sisters met again, and they were speechless.

Yu Ziframe wrapped himself up tightly, but fortunately the climate in Misty City was cool, so he didn't arouse his younger brother's doubts, so he covered his sleeves again and looked at Cheng Yunzhi silently.

Seeing that although his complexion is pale, his lips are somewhat ruddy, at least Patriarch Misty has taken care of him well.

Yu Ziframe suddenly felt sad in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the junior brother raised by him is not as well raised as the big devil.

Just as she was speechless, she saw Cheng Yuzhi move forward rustlingly, grabbing his hand.

Cheng Yuzhi lowered his voice, approached him and whispered, "Brother, I have thought of a plan to escape from the foggy city."

Yu Ziframe signaled him: "Tell me."

Cheng Yunzhi narrated that he pretended to be the disciple of the Misty Patriarch to let the Misty Patriarch relax his vigilance, and then he pried open the servant's mouth and asked where the Misty Stone was kept.

When no one was around, he stole the Misty Stone and fled.

Cheng Yunzhi: "How?"

Yu Ziframe opened his mouth, the Misty Patriarch had already stated in the contract that he would hand over the Misty Stone to him.

He paused for a moment, nodded: "Very good."

Xiao Cheng let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand to pull the wrist of senior brother, saw that Yu Ziframe was too pale, and wanted to give him a diagnosis and treatment.

Unexpectedly, just as the fingertips touched Yu Ziframe's wrist, they suddenly pulled back and just avoided it.

The two were stunned together, and Cheng Yuzhi laughed after a while: "Show me the pulse, why are you running?"

Yu Ziframe retracted his wrist and placed it on Cheng Yuzhi's lap where Cheng Yuzhi couldn't touch it.

Not knowing whether it was a guilty conscience or something else, he lowered his eyes and looked at the small incense burner on the side table that was emitting thin smoke, but he didn't look at Junior Brother Cheng.

Yu Zi framed: "I just read it this morning, it's nothing serious."

Cheng Yunzhi keenly felt that something was wrong, but the people outside obviously didn't give him time to struggle.

The Misty Patriarch opened the door and came in. Obviously he was the only one, the two brothers and sisters in the room immediately tensed up and looked at him vigilantly, for fear that he would do something bad again.

The Misty Patriarch was about to be amused by such a weak vigilance, he spread his hands and said cheerfully, "I didn't do anything."

Cheng Yuzhi said stiffly: "My senior brother and I are chatting now." What he said was telling him to leave quickly, don't listen to the corner at the door.

But Yu Zijia withdrew his gaze from the Miwu Patriarch, without saying a word.

Patriarch Miwu took a look at them and found that the two brothers and sisters looked good, so he was immediately in a good mood, and quickly retreated out, closing the door for them.

Seeing him go, Cheng Yuzhi realized that the time for their brothers to talk is not much.

"I will take action during this time, senior brother, go back first and take care of everyone for me,"

Xiao Cheng spoke quickly, and Yu Ziframe looked at him with an unclear expression in his eyes, "When I succeed, I will come out to meet you."

Yu Ziframe naturally agreed to everything: "Okay."

"It will surely succeed."

This sentence was considered by Cheng Yunzhi as words of encouragement from his senior brother, but he did not expect that it would be the few truths left in the future.