Master, take your medicine quickly

The whistling wind in Wu Buxiu's ear was replaced by a crisp sound of the tip of a sword entering the ground. When Wu Buxiu opened his eyes again, he saw Ning Liang's eyebrows frowning slightly in disgust.

"Has Master ever been injured?" Ning Liang asked coldly while hugging Wu Buxiu.

Wu Buxiu felt that Ning Liang was staring at him, as if he was staring at a Dou who couldn't help him.

Falling, being despised by the bully, why does this feel so uncomfortable?Wu Buxiu snorted coldly and struggled to stand up, feeling extremely disdainful and disgusted in his heart, looking at Ning Liang's handsome but icy face, he suddenly felt that he couldn't get angry.

Ning Liang let go of his hand indifferently: "If the master is okay, just stand up by yourself. The disciple has something to do, so step back first." Waving his hand, he did not take away a cloud.

Wu Buxiu snorted again: Meow, that's enough, what about the system?come out!Such a disciple of Bingshan is really difficult to deal with.Is there any strategy?Come for one!

System: beep beep——

Wu Buxiu was very helpless, and it was really kind of him to set up a system that likes to make busy signals.With a sigh, he straightened his clothes, then pulled out the Dragon Sword on the ground, and started to stare at the incomprehensible sword and mutter.

Meow, obviously he was trying hard to remember Yujian Jue during the falling process, but the Doubi system only loaded the formula of Yujian flying along with the Facebook, as for how to control the flying sword again after it separated from its owner Wu Buxiu couldn't understand it at all.

He knocked on the irregular service system again, and what Wu Buxiu got was still a busy message, and he was not well.

Above Wu Buxiu, Gong Bupo, who was focused on checking the barrier, still flew towards the colorless cover of the barrier; while Shen Buzhi, who was eager to confess, landed with Wu Buxiu.

"Senior brother, senior brother?" Shen Buzhi stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Wu Buxiu, trying to regain his sanity.

Wu Buxiu's various contact systems were ineffective, so he could only look at Shen Buzhi: "Junior Brother, what is the second half of Yujian Jue?"

Shen Buzhi was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but then smiled softly: "Brother, stop joking, even if you go crazy, you won't even forget this, right? You are the hall master of Qinglong Hall!"

"Still laughing? No one will give you artificial respiration when you get angry from laughing!" Wu Buxiu said bitterly.

Shen Buzhi approached a little closer, and involuntarily grabbed Wu Buxiu's wrist and began to feel his pulse: "Brother, what did you say? Artificial respiration? What the hell is that? Did you forget that we can all breathe without food? Brother, you retreat Is it really hurt somewhere? Let me see."

After a while, Shen Buzhi frowned and stared anxiously at Wu Buxiu: "Brother, why is your pulse so chaotic?"

I just fell from a high altitude, and I almost died of fright, can the pulse not be chaotic?Wu Buxiu slandered silently, and withdrew his hand.

"I said Junior Brother, what Junior Sister told you is all nonsense, don't be fooled by her. I like women, preferably gentle ones. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." Wu Buxiu Taking advantage of Shen Buzhi's blankness, he ran away.

He could hear Shen Buzhi questioning why behind him, and he could also hear Shen Buzhi muttering to himself where his senior brother was injured.

It's just that he can't stay longer, he has more important things to do.

Ever since he confirmed the world he was in in Qinglong Tangtang just now, what Wu Buxiu thought about was not to doubt the authenticity of this world, but how to work hard to change the image of scum and get the chance to return to the original world as soon as possible.

After all, as a pseudo-scientific young man who highly approves of the wormhole theory, Wu Buxiu still believes in time-traveling, but although he has read many time-traveling novels, he never imagined that one day it would be his turn.

With the attitude of adapting to what has come, Wu Buxiu cheered up and urged himself to act quickly.

Wu Buxiu looked back, seeing that Shen Buzhi hadn't caught up, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up again at Gong Bupo who was fooled by him to check the barrier, shrugged helplessly, and then walked towards Xuanyuan Palace.

The Xiaoyao Sect has four halls, two halls and one palace. Among them, the Qinglong hall master attacks, the Baihu hall master heals, the Zhuque hall masters information, and the Xuanwu hall master defends.

Although each has its own emphasis, the people in these four halls are the main personnel who can stand alone in battle.

In addition, the Pixiu Hall is responsible for the finances of the entire sect and the collection and maintenance of artifacts and other items. The Qilin Hall is responsible for the forging, collection and maintenance of weapons, and occasionally does some machinery and civil engineering on a part-time basis.

The people in these two temples belong to the kind who can barely protect themselves, but will be cannon fodder sooner or later in a big melee.

Finally, Xuanyuan Palace is responsible for the logistics of the entire sect, the formulation of laws and regulations, as well as the compilation and management of mind law classics.

Judging from Wu Buxiu's ideas from the modern world, the people in Xuanyuan Palace belong to pure management. They are very reliable in theory, and they fight against the five scum.

Xuanyuan Palace is built on the mountain, located directly behind Qinglong Hall, flanked by Pixiu Hall and Qilin Hall.

Wu Buxiu walked to the front of Xuanyuan Palace, took a quick glance, but felt that "this palace should only exist in the sky, how often can we see it in the world".

Before he had time to feel the majesty of Xuanyuan Palace, Wu Buxiu stepped into the palace gate, and heard a young boy's voice asking him: "Why is senior brother here?"

Wu Buxiu followed the source of the sound, and saw a young lady with silver hair squatting on the grand teacher's chair, resting her chin in a slumped face.

Lu Buping's bored eyes only glanced at Wu Buxiu indifferently, and then looked back empty and cold.

Wu Buxiu sweated wildly: "I came to discuss something with you."

"Eldest brother, tell me, I'll listen." Lu Buping tried his best to straighten his squatting posture, and then pulled up the bangs on his forehead, his eyes leaked a little from the gap between the bangs, which was a little face for Wu Buxiu.

Wu Buxiu felt very speechless to this little junior, so he had to briefly explain what he meant.

Shortly after Chapter 7 in the original book is Qixi Festival. Wu Buxiu thinks that this festival can be used to solve the huge harem that he needs to eliminate invisible.

Lu Buping suddenly withdrew his hand holding Liu Hai, and jumped in front of Wu Buxiu in an instant, staring at Wu Buxiu seriously with his dark and deep eyes: "When did the elder brother become so considerate? Are you sure what you are talking about?" ?”

Wu Buxiu glared at Lu Buping: "Want me to repeat it?"

"No, no, senior brother, you scare me." Lu Buping retreated to his grand teacher's chair, resting his chin in one hand and the other hand drooping casually, "It's not difficult at all, it's just that senior brother, in case someone is rejected by then, someone Can't find a chance to confess, and just watched the sweetheart being snatched away, will there be internal strife and great instability in our Xiaoyao faction?"

Wu Buxiu had no choice but to praise him in his heart. Did you see that the people in the management, even if they were a gentleman, saw problems that were not at the same level as a reckless man like him who could only shout and kill.

Ah bah, who is the reckless man?Wu Buxiu silently spurned himself, feeling extremely ashamed for his role substitution so quickly.

In fact, he knew that in order to go back sooner, role substitution was necessary.

However, Wu Buxiu still felt inexplicably ashamed and flustered when he thought that he was the scumbag stallion who killed a thousand swords.

Wu Buxiu adjusted his mentality and began to seriously think about the question raised by Lu Buping.

"If not, let's just hold a festival celebration on Qixi Festival. Although many disciples have also learned to fast, it's not too much to enjoy the delicious food and wine in the world occasionally. At that time, the disciples will chat while eating. , it’s enough to see the right one, isn’t it?” Wu Buxiu gave him [-] likes for his wit.

After Lu Buping heard it, he obviously still had some concerns.

He pulled a few strands of his long silver-white hair, and sighed, "Okay, let's do what my brother wants, and don't deliberately mention the purpose of the blind date. I'll make preparations, and it is necessary to come up with a safe law, so as not to let the disciples We make a lot of trouble out of nothing. It’s not a joke to think about food and clothing and lust.”

Wu Buxiu silently knelt down in his heart facing this overthinking manager.