The villain can be teased but cannot be attacked

Tan Yunshao died.

Fang Zhan is dead.

Among those people, only Fang Qiong survived after being knocked out by the well.

Overnight, a sudden fire destroyed everything.

The flames, like the eyes of the king of hell, are scarlet, bit by bit, swallowing his majestic aura resolutely into his belly.

When Fu Zisu returned to the Palace of Qing Dynasty, the building was already empty, even the two people's underwear was not taken away.

The more so, the more Fu Zisu knew that Xue Xun had completely left.

During that night, many things happened in the fairy gate, Fu Zisu only responded slightly after hearing this, and then turned around and left the place.

Everyone knew who did it, but at the same time chose to keep silent.

It seems to be a kind of tacit understanding, and it seems to be a kind of secret ecstasy.

It's like no one knows when the fire will start and when it will go out.

At that moment, in the huge and empty Qing Palace, Fu Zisu tasted for the first time, something that he had never had before, something that could be called empty in his heart.

That place is missing a piece.

"boom--"

A loud noise suddenly startled the birds near the branches of the small bamboo hut, flapping their wings and covering most of the sky.

Master Shangwu pinched the center of his brows with some headaches, that brat who doesn't stop, does he know how disturbed he is with his nephew's cold face all day long?It's good for him, if he doesn't talk about going to the house for three days, he just doesn't feel safe, so it's no wonder that the injuries on Nao Teng's body will heal.

Before the messy thoughts in my mind were exhausted, I heard that non-stop thing shouting loudly: "Fu Zisu, come here!"

Master Shangwu: "..."

There is a study room at the innermost part of the small bamboo house. There are only two rows of bookshelves, a table, and a chair. There is simply no place to lie down.

When Fu Zisu entered, the books on the bookshelf had been scattered all over the place, and there was no place to stay.

He bent down, picked up the scattered books on the ground, and cleared out a path beyond the reach of people. As soon as he walked in, he saw Xue Xun standing on tiptoe, trying to reach the top floor.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Xue Xun turned around, and saw Fu Zisu standing where he was, looking at him fixedly, and directly frowned and said, "What are you still standing there for, if you can't get in the way? Hurry up, help me out." The innermost one is taken down..."

This bookshelf has been around for some time, although there is no dust, but the musty smell hits the face, especially the top ones, Xue Xun eats a mouthful of ashes as soon as he touches them.

Fu Zisu took the innermost book, with a red cover, with only a few large characters vaguely written on it, before he could read it clearly, Xue Xun reached out and snatched it.

"Isn't it just a book, why are you so stingy?" Xue Xun turned around, it is really uncertain who is stingy in this appearance.

Fu Zisu looked at him, "Why don't you step on the chair?"

"Your chair is too heavy, I can't move it." As he spoke, Xue Xun patted the book a few times in the palm of his hand, and the dust that fell on it made him choke and cough.

To be honest, Xue Xun has everything, but no self-consciousness. After getting the book, he directly regarded the mess on the ground as air, and walked back along the road cleared by Fu Zisu.

After leaving the study, Xue Xun found a place to sit down, flipped through a few pages of the book in his hand, then closed it tightly with a 'snap', stared at the person in front of him vigilantly and asked, "What are you doing? The old man is all wilted, don't you still want to be robbed?!"

"..." Master Shangwu gritted his teeth, "You kid, you are just a white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with it!"

"What's the matter with the white-eyed wolf?" Xue Xun rolled his eyes and said with a sneer, "Have you never heard of a calamity that lasts for thousands of years and good people being struck by lightning?"

It's so tiring to be a good person, it's better to be a bad person as you like.

Moreover, these days, Xue Xun is more or less wanting to open it up. Since the mission in the system world has failed, even if he kills Fu Zisu now, it is probably useless. It is better to think of a way to heal the injury first. up.

Let me tell you first, he doesn't really want to hide here for the rest of his life.

Master Shangwu was really anxious, listening to the sound of books turning in the study and the sound of bookcases moving, his whole body was about to emit green smoke.

He spat: "Bah, you spineless brat."

Xue Xun became interested, and said cheerfully: "You are always so interested, why don't you help him?"

"Hmph," Master Shangwu almost snorted, "Don't think that I don't know about those gaudy intestines in your stomach. If you don't pay attention, you will disappear. If you say that, you should Say it to his face, I won't do it!"

I knew to use him to have fun, last time he went out for only a short while, Xue Xun was lucky, just walked for a while and then went down to the foot of the mountain.

What's more, his nephew was even more hateful, and he was exposed to the sun for three days just because of this crap.

That gas!

But I am so angry, I still have to do what his nephew asked me to do. Thinking about it, Master Shangwu gritted his teeth and put his hand on Xue Xun's wrist, "Be honest, not honest, tonight Drink the medicine and drink two more bowls!"

Xue Xun: "..."

The study was in a mess. When Fu Zisu came out, he saw Master Shangwu sitting in the open space. Hearing footsteps, he turned around and waved to him with a serious face.

What Xue Xun held in his hand was a tattered book called "The Way of Heaven Returns to One".He has a friend who works in the library of the system world, and specializes in collecting some messy and useless books, but he just talks about it when he sees people, wishing to pour them all out like beans.

At the beginning, he was often harassed by such vicious tongues, and his mind was full of muddleheadedness. Among them, he remembered very clearly, which talked about the laws of the operation of all things, heaven and astrology.

When strange astrological phenomena appear, it is a day of chaos in the heavens.

Maybe, this is the only chance for him to go back again.

But the more it is like this, the less people can discover it.

Especially someone.

Thinking in this way, Xue Xun got up and closed the door tightly. After confirming that the two men showed no signs of coming, he walked around the room, looking for a place to hide things.

To be honest, this room is so big, even Xue Xun knows where there is a hole in the corner, but this is so, Xue Xun still feels uneasy, and finally chooses and chooses, or hides in the corner of the bed board place.

He squatted, looked in that direction and nodded in satisfaction, clapped his hands and was about to get up, but the door behind him was pushed open.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fu Zisu walking in with a cold face.

Xue Xun got up, took a few steps back subconsciously, and stared at him vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Fu Zisu's thin lips moved slightly, "Xue Xun, come here."

"You let me go and I will go. Why do I listen to you so much?" Xue Xun laughed at himself, "Speak if you have something to say, and get out if you have nothing to say. I'm tired and need to rest."

Even though he said that, Xue Xun still didn't move, and the two of them were in a stalemate like this, neither would let the other.

When Fu Zisu took a step, Xue Xun took a step back.

You advance and I retreat, but Xue Xun is forced to the point where there is nowhere to retreat. He turned sideways a little annoyed, and walked into the room.

But at this very moment, Fu Zisu suddenly made a move, and directly reached out to grab Xue Xun's back shoulder, who would have missed it.

When Fu Zisu entered the door just now, Xue Xun's whole body was tense, ready to move whenever there was danger.

He stood firm, and said with a dark look in his eyes: "Fu Zisu, what are you going to do?"

"come over."

Xue Xun pursed his lips.

Unmoved.

Fu Zisu lowered his voice and said again: "Axun, I don't want to do anything to you..."

"Heh, don't you touch me enough?" Xue Xun sneered, "Don't forget, who gave me what I look like now."

"come over."

Fu Zisu repeated, but his voice was a little bit cooler than before.

When Master Shangwu came in, he saw two people confronting each other one behind the other, their swords were on edge, and there was a tendency to ignite an explosion at any moment.

He frowned, "Zi Su."

As soon as he said those words, a white shadow flashed in front of him, heading straight in Xue Xun's direction.

Back then when Xue Xun was at the height of his strength, he was on par with Fu Zisu, but now he was seriously injured, needless to say he was fighting Fu Zisu, and he was directly at the mercy of others.

Fu Zisu's movements were really neat. He tied Xue Xun's hands behind his back with the celestial rope, sealed several big acupuncture points all over his body, and took him to the inner room regardless of resistance, and threw him on the bed with a bang.

Xue Xun grinned in pain, and was about to get up, but saw Fu Zisu also on the bed, and pressed his shoulders heavily with both hands, making him unable to move.

"Fu Zisu, what are you doing?!"

Fu Zisu increased his strength again, the expression in his eyes moved slightly, but his voice was very soft, "Axun, hold on..."

But Xue Xun has no time to take care of it now.

As soon as the words fell, Master Shangwu stepped forward and involuntarily sealed up his remaining meridians. The silver needle was inserted into the neck, and a piercing pain suddenly spread.

"... Let go, Fu Zisu... let me go!"

Xue Xun gritted his teeth, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but his struggling movements became more intense.

They, they are going to abolish his martial arts!

Fu Zisu pursed his lips, and a look of unbearable flashed in his eyes, but he disappeared in an instant, "...Uncle, do it."

"You dare?!"

Master Shangwu turned Xue Xun around, took out the dagger from his sleeve, and directly drew a line on Xue Xun's left and right wrists, the bright red color was very eye-catching.

Fu Zisu turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

"You have internal injuries, and you use poison to help you. If you take time, the poison will attack your heart, and your whole body will fester and die." Master Shangwu said.

"...Death?" Xue Xun licked his lips, the blood in his eyes was clearly visible, "Oh, you don't need to pretend to be a good person, even if I, Xue Xun, survive in the future, you... I will not let any of you go..."

He was still able to jump around indiscriminately before, it was purely because of the effect of the herbal medicine he drank a few days ago.But now that the blood is flowing like this, a sense of dizziness hits his forehead.

Xue Xun was panting, and he couldn't even speak smoothly.

Master Shangwu was also annoyed, "You thought I was the one who wanted to save you, but how could you kill more than 1000 people in Jinhan City that day? ..."

"Uncle!" Fu Zisu interrupted him.