Say it's a big treason to the master

After nightfall, Gong Wutong was lying on the couch playing jade cards covered in moisture after taking a bath. After he said a few words to Shuang Xiake, he slightly raised his eyebrows and looked under the bed. Night talk?"

Under the bed, Sui Xiangfengyue saw that Jing Che and Ming Xiuyi were kneeling upright on the futon, and shook their heads unanimously when they heard the words, planning to kneel like this to make do for the whole night.

Gong Wutong lay on the edge of the bed watching them with great interest, hearing Sui Xiangfeng's tone, they seemed to often talk by candlelight at night, and asked curiously: "What do you usually talk about?"

Sui Xiangfeng smiled awkwardly and said, "Just to talk about some sword moves, mental techniques and so on."

Gong Wutong immediately lost interest when he heard the words, let out a "tss", and lay back dawdly: "Then you guys continue chatting."

Sui Xiangfeng forced a smile, and began to dryly talk to them about sword tricks.

The four looked at each other.

They were absent-mindedly talking about sword moves there, and Gong Wutong, who was chatting with Shuang Xiake, used two things with one mind, and said casually: "You have all misremembered such a simple formula, and no one thinks that there is something wrong. Are you doing it right? Seriously discussing sword moves?"

The four were stunned.

Sui Xiangfeng finally couldn't take it anymore, bent his knees to the bed, grabbed the edge of the bed, and asked eagerly: "Master, will you marry him?"

Ming Xiuyi was taken aback.

"Combined." Gong Wutong didn't even lift his head, and said casually while poking the jade plaque, "I plan to hold a joint registration in all four places, Mingxia Island, Jiufangzong, Jiuzhong Pagoda, and Guoyunjiang, so that people from the three realms can join together. Everyone knows."

Four people: "..."

Ming Xiuyi's ears were red, and he said softly: "Master, there is actually no need to do it... so many times."

Gong Wutong said unhappily: "How can that be done, how can a match be worthy of my identity?"

The four of them choked at the same time.

Sui Xiangfeng asked again: "Then where do you plan to live after the union?"

Gong Wutong thought for a while: "I can live anywhere, I don't lack a place, even if I live in the Nine-storied Pagoda, can my parents beat me up?"

Sui Xiangfeng felt anxious for Ming Xiuyi, he hinted desperately: "Could it be...you don't want to settle in Mingxia Island?"

"The smell of sea water is so salty." Gong Wutong wrinkled his nose, "Summer is still very hot, and it's not as easy to live in Hongchen Garden."

Sui Xiangfeng looked at Ming Xiuyi, and as expected, he saw that the usually gentle and strong Ming Shouzun had already withered and drooped his leaves.

Fortunately, Gong Wutong still has a little conscience, and added: "But it's here, I'll try to think about it."

Ming Xiuyi immediately withered, his pupils shimmered.

Sui Xiangfeng wanted to die, at first he thought that Zhizhi had matured a lot these years, at least he would not be led by the nose by his master, but now it seems that the first lord tied the vine around his neck with his own hands, Handed the other end of the vine to Master.

Jing Che and Yue Jiwang couldn't get in the way, and sat cross-legged beside them in amazement, probably never thinking that their fellow disciples would merge with their feared elders.

This "night talk with candles" ended in failure, and the last four people sat so numb in their legs that they sneaked away while Gong Wutong was fascinated by the script.

After finishing one book, Gong Wutong closed the book and found that there was only light in the room, and asked doubtfully, "Where are they?"

Ming Xiuyi got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and said, "Maybe he went out to practice swords."

Gong Wutong muttered in a low voice: "Doesn't Encounter hate practicing swords the most?"

Ming Xiuyi smiled.

Gong Wutong didn't think much about it, and a gust of wind popped out with his fingers, hitting the golden hook hanging on the bed curtain with a crisp sound, and the bed curtain floated down, blowing Ming Xiuyi's face.

"Master?"

Gong Wutong hooked his hand at him, and said with a smile: "My lord, do you want to practice swords with me?"

Ming Xiuyi was taken aback: "Now?"

Gong Wutong was amused by his serious expression, raised his hand and dragged him to the bed, tore off his clothes, and began to teach him different "sword moves".

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

He already knew that Gong Wutong's mind was full of double cultivation since he started eating meat, and he had no serious business at all.

Gong Wutong focused on "sword practice", and checked the wood-type spiritual power and water-type spiritual power of the young apprentice halfway through. Although the whole person's water and wood dual spiritual powers were tossing, he almost lost his breath and struggled frantically to escape, but he slowed down Come again later.

Ming Xiuyi couldn't figure out whether he really didn't want it or just wanted to refuse to welcome him. In the gap between Gong Wutong's rest, he stroked Master's trembling back and said: "Master, if If you really want to stop, just call my name."

Gong Wutong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he gasped and sneered when he heard the words: "Then if I don't call your name all the time, are you really three days and three nights?"

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

After a while, Gong Wutong almost screamed Ming Xiuyi's name: "Ming Xiuyi—Mingzhi! Ming... woo."

Ming Xiuyi was startled, and hurriedly hugged him to comfort him gently.

But after Gong Wutong let out a sigh of relief, he cried and scolded him again: "I'll kill you! How can I stop at this time?!"

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Only then did Ming Xiuyi realize that all of Gong Wutong's rejections were not sincere.

In the dead of night, Ming Xiuyi carried the drowsy Gong Wutong back to the room after taking a bath, just as he put him down, Gong Wutong woke up in a daze.

Ming Xiuyi saw that his face was full of tiredness, and his eyelashes trembled for a long time before he opened his eyes with difficulty, and said in a warm voice: "Master, what's wrong?"

Gong Wutong's whole body was sore and limp, with no strength left, but he was still muttering in a low voice: "I am not satisfied with my desires..."

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Ming Xiuyi kept smiling and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Gong Wutong was really exhausted, and fell asleep after a while.

Ming Xiuyi was meditating at the side, and didn't want to fall asleep like yesterday, lest Gong Wutong wake up and walk out with a lot of energy...

Thinking of this, Ming Xiuyi suddenly belatedly realized that Sui met the shocked eyes of hating iron and steel, and the bowl of medicine.

Ming Xiuyi took a deep breath, and finally knew why his second senior brother had been acting so strange all day today, maybe...

Ming Xiuyi made a decisive decision and decided to go out before dawn tomorrow morning before Gong Wutong, so as not to be misunderstood by Sui Xiangfeng again.

Over the years, Ming Xiuyi has hardly fallen asleep, and every time he feels tired, he meditates to recover his spiritual power. This time, he specially spared a trace of spiritual consciousness to look at Gong Wutong, and let himself fall into spiritual meditation.

Until the sky became slightly cooler, a scent of medicine wafted from the window, it should be that Sui Xiangfeng got up to decoct the medicine.

After Ming Xiuyi smelled it, he slowly pulled out his consciousness from the sea of ​​consciousness, and put his spiritual power into his dantian, and then opened his eyes.

But when he turned his head to look, the bed was empty again.

Ming Xiuyi: "???"

How on earth did he escape the prying eyes of his divine sense and still have the strength to get out of bed without him noticing? !

Ming Xiuyi changed his clothes with a green face and left the room.

In the courtyard, Sui Xiangfeng was squatting beside a small stove decocting medicine.

Gong Wutong was dressed in green clothes, with a cloak wrapped around his shoulders, and he was lazily leaning on the rocking chair drinking tea. It was just sunrise, and the light shone on his beautiful face, and he could vaguely see the twitch at the end of his eyes that had not faded. reddish.

When Sui Xiangfeng heard the door was opened, he looked back, and the expression that Ming Xiuyi saw yesterday appeared on his face again, and he sighed faintly, adding a few medicines to the medicine on the small stove.

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Ming Xiuyi didn't want to know what the medicine was for.

Gong Wutong tilted his head, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Get up?"

No matter how stupid Ming Xiuyi was, he could tell that Gong Wutong did it on purpose. Fortunately, he had a good temper and said nothing, "Master, are you going out today?"

Gong Wutong nodded: "My uncle wants me to go back to Yunjiang to discuss matters."

Ming Xiuyi said: "I will go with you."

Gong Wutong nodded: "OK."

Sui Xiangfeng was adding medicine to the stove while looking quietly at Ming Xiuyi.

Ming Xiuyi kept smiling and said, "Second Senior Brother, if you have nothing to do, I'll send someone to take you back to Jiufangzong."

Sui Xiangfeng: "..."

Sui Xiangfeng shook his head: "I'll stay for a while longer, the spirit grass you found for me last time is about to bloom."

Besides, how can there be such a good show in Jiufangzong?

The corners of Ming Xiuyi's lips twitched slightly, and for the first time in his life, the always gentle and refined man had the urge to throw the idlers out of Mingxia Island.

Gong Wutong squinted his eyes and laughed non-stop.

After taking the medicine, Ming Xiuyi and Gong Wutong set off for Yunjiang together.

Even though he thought he was already waiting for them at Taohua Nian tomorrow morning, he was taken aback when he saw the two of them coming together, his eyes fell on Gong Wutong who was surrounded by people, his face changed, and he gave Ming Xiuyi a cold look.

Ming Xiuyi didn't change his face, he nodded casually, and said: "My lord."

Zong Suiming said indifferently: "What are you doing here?"

Ming Xiuyi said: "I came here with Master, not for the affairs of the Three Realms, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Zong cast a glance at him with distaste, and simply out of sight, he said to Gong Wutong: "Uncle has something to tell you, the idlers can go out."

Gong Wutong nodded, and let the big devil who followed behind leave.

Even though he suspected that Ming had waited and waited, he saw Gong Wutong's attitude that he didn't want Ming Xiuyi to leave at all, and said coldly: "Wutong, let Ming Shouzun go out, this is my big event for crossing Yunjiang."

Ming Xiuyi was not angry, and smiled at him gently.

Gong Wutong said suspiciously: "He is my Taoist companion, what is mine is his."

Zong suspected Ming: "???"

"Taoist companion?!" Even though Ming's voice was raised, he said sharply, "Who agreed?! I don't want to have such a nephew and daughter-in-law?!"

Gong Wutong was about to speak, Zong Danming continued: "Besides, he is your disciple and you are his master, how could he have such thoughts towards you?! Isn't this treasonous? Wutong, you should immediately Break up with him..."

Before the word "separate" could be finished, Gong Wutong repeated his old trick, covered his mouth and retched, the redness in the corners of his eyes hadn't subsided, and he looked even more pitiful: "Uncle, Wutong is already pregnant with his child , this life must be him.”

It is impossible for a normal person to be fooled by this kind of trick, but even if he thinks that it is a temperament that loses judgment when he encounters Gong Wutong pretending to be pitiful, he was stunned for a long time when he heard the words, his pupils trembled slightly, and he murmured: ? Even have children?!"

Gong Wutong: "?"

Ming Xiuyi: "..."

Even though Ming looked as if his soul had gone out of his body, his whole body seemed to turn gray, and it took him a long time to say: "Xueqing also said that to me back then..."

Gong Wutong: "..."

Well.

He suddenly felt a little pitiful for his uncle.