The villain can be teased but cannot be attacked

"That's why they deserve to die! That's what they deserve! They killed my closest people, why are they still alive! Why! Why?!" Xue Xun suddenly struggled hard, even Fu Zisu There is a tendency to be unable to suppress him.

Fu Zisu frowned and said, "Xue Xun, calm down."

"Calm down? How do you want me to be calm?" Xue Xun's eyes were completely red at this time, and he was dormant at any moment, ready to kill someone, but his voice seemed hoarse and weak, "Fu Zisu, let go...don't make me hate you... "

Fu Zisu closed his eyes weakly.

He whispered: "You hate it."

Master Shangwu sighed again.

idiot.

"...Madman..." Xue Xun laughed wantonly and madly, "Madman...you are a complete lunatic hahahaha..."

Master Shangwu frowned, stepped forward and knocked him out with a palm, "Let him lie down, I need to inject blood on him."

Fu Zisu caught Xue Xun's limp body, and immediately loosened the tying rope behind him. Due to the intense struggle just now, the blood that flowed from his wrist had already stained the large area red.

Fu Zisu frowned, picked up Xue Xun, and turned to a clean room, took off his clothes, and then put his wrist on the side of the bed to prevent the blood from flowing elsewhere.

Master Shangwu looked at the blood dripping in the basin, frowned and shook his head, "No, the poison in his body is too deep, are you sure he just practiced poison?"

Such an appearance is clearly a sign of practicing poison since childhood, soaking in poison baths, and being with poison all day long.

Fu Zisu also hesitated when he heard this.

He discovered that Xue Xun practiced poison kung fu, but it was only in recent years.

He didn't know what a person could become in 700 years.

Seeing him like this, Master Shangwu didn't ask any more questions immediately, and said again: "You know, if you use the technique of exchanging blood for blood, you will also lose 200 years of Taoism. For you, it is not an easy task. You should think about the little things."

"Well," Fu Zisu picked up the handkerchief from the basin, wrung it dry and wiped Xue Xun's forehead with an indescribably gentle movement, "Zisu has made up his mind, so I don't need to say any more."

Master Shangwu couldn't bear it, "... Zisu, you really..."

"Uncle Master..."

"Oh, that's all," Master Shangwu sighed heavily after all, "If you find a lover, my uncle will be happy for you from the bottom of my heart, but this... well, when you grow up, you will naturally have idea..."

He has seen everything that his nephew and nephew did for Xue Xun in the past few days, from big to small, from dressing to eating.

It was very worrying for him to see that look of being cautious but secretly happy in his heart.

I just hope that one day in the future, this Xue Xun can have such a shred of conscience, and don't want to hurt the lover's infatuation.

Exchanging blood for blood is a cautious process, as long as there is a slight mistake, all previous efforts will be for naught.Master Shangwu was afraid that Xue Xun would wake up halfway, so he fed him pills several times in a row, until he finally saw that there was no sign of him waking up, and his heart was finally relieved.

"enough!"

As soon as he turned around, he saw that Fu Zisu was using spiritual power to draw his own blood into Xue Xun's body, he immediately scolded, stretched out his hand to interrupt the process, stopped the bleeding for Xue Xun, and then stuffed the pill into Fu Zisu's chest mouth.

"Things without ambition!" Master Shangwu was anxious, "Even if you give him all the blood now, he won't recover for long. Look at your current appearance, how can you still look like a child of a fairy sect? If you What accident happened, how did the uncle explain to your master and senior brother? Ah?!"

As he spoke, he pointed again, "What about him? You don't care about Xue Xun? If you really leave, just show his temper, and you will definitely go down the mountain as soon as you wake up. Then your conscience will be real. It was fed to the dog!"

He really didn't understand, what's so good about this demonic lord who everyone shouted to kill, and everyone wanted to get rid of him quickly, but why he, his nephew, who has always had no desires and desires, was so fascinated.

You have spent your heart and your life, why haven't you been put in a safe place by others?

Fu Zisu was really weak at this time, he bled, and lost 200 years of spiritual power because of the loss of spiritual power, but he only curled his lips weakly when he heard his words.

"I just hope he won't be in so much pain anymore."

In his heart.

Very burnt.

"you……"

Immortal Shangwu suddenly hated that iron could not be made into steel, and walked out with a basin of blood, and brought in the herbs that had been warming all along. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fu Zisu struggling to support himself, his fingertips trembling , Wearing a piece of jade on the unconscious Xue Xun.

That is……

Dragon jade?

Immortal Shangwu's mood suddenly became complicated, he had only seen this dragon jade on one person before, "... When did you know?"

Fu Zisu fell back again and gave a wry smile.

"When I saw him for the second time, I recognized him."

Master Shangwu cursed a few dirty words for the first time, put down the bowl in his hand angrily, flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked out again.

Neither of these two goods is really worry-free!

Cursing can be scolding, but the apex of my heart still hurts, and it was hard to get the two of them safe, but Xue Xun developed a high fever again in half a day, his teeth were clenched, and he couldn't feed them no matter how much he tried.

Fu Zisu walked in from the outside, took the bowl and said, "Uncle, let me come."

Master Shangwu looked up at him. Although his face was still pale, he looked much better than during the day.

That's right, if someone who uses ginseng and feeds panacea medicine, can he look better?

Master Shangwu got up, let go of his hand, and vacated the ground.

Xue Xun didn't sleep soundly, his brows were tightly frowned, he was sweating profusely, and he was still muttering in a low voice, looking very painful.

Fu Zisu sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to help him up, leaned in his arms, took a big gulp of the concoction in the bowl, and directly lowered his head to feed it.

Master Shangwu: "..."

No shame!

Master Shangwu slammed the door with a bang, and walked out angrily.

Although Xue Xun resisted, he was weak after all, and fed several mouthfuls again and again until the bottom of the bowl was reached.

"Axun..."

Fu Zisu caressed his brow and eyes lightly, and murmured in a low voice.

"...What exactly do you want to stay willingly?"

'squeak—'

When Fu Zisu walked out, Master Shangwu was sitting in the small gazebo in the courtyard, drinking one cup after another in a state of boredom.

"Uncle Master..."

"Don't call me Uncle Master!" Master Shangwu placed the wine glass heavily on the table, and said angrily, "Do you know what you are doing?! Look at you now, if this, if it spreads out to others Listen, are you worthy of your master, and the entire fairy gate?!"

Really want to piss him off!

"This matter is borne by Zisu alone, and has nothing to do with my uncle."

"you……"

Master Shangwu raised his hand and was about to drop it, but he barely stopped next to his face, his wrist trembled, but he didn't drop it after all.

He sat down and rubbed the corners of his eyebrows with some headaches, and said, "What are you going to do now?"

"Heal the wound."

"What about after that?" Master Shangwu said again, "According to Xue Xun's temperament, he may not want to accept your favor. If one day he returns to the way of the devil, what will you do?"

Cutting Luya was really a fluke, but who can predict what will happen in the future?

Moreover, his nephew also...

The word love hurts the most.

Fu Zisu said in a low voice: "When he recovers from his injuries, I will take him away, to a place where neither immortal nor demon can be found."

Master Shangwu snorted coldly, "Are you going to lock him up forever?"

Fu Zisu was silent.

He didn't know what to do either.

It's just a step, a step.

Xue Xun woke up seven days later.

Master Shangwu had even prepared himself to make a fuss and bite anyone he saw, but to his surprise, Xue Xun was surprisingly quiet. He stared at his wrist. After a long time, I put it down again, only said "I want to eat something" and said nothing else.

Fu Zisu brought over the warm porridge, and fed it to him spoon by spoon, with extremely gentle movements, "I'll give you something else after a few days."

Xue Xun didn't respond, but swallowed the spoon Fu Zisu fed him.

After finishing the porridge, Xue Xun lay down and fell asleep again.

Exchanging blood for blood has always been half life for half life. If it weren't for the rich experience of Shangwu Daoist and the body protection of Lingbao herbs, it would not only be Fu Zisu who lost 200 years of Taoism, but Xue Xun who lost half of his body strength. Consequences.

Xue Xun seemed to be a little more lethargic, and he was mostly groggy when he was awake.Even when he didn't know it, Fu Zisu was still in the mood to hold him out to bask in the sun, sit for a while or something.

He built a new rattan chair in the small courtyard, covered with soft cushions, very soft.

Fu Zisu was not around that day, so Master Shangwu had no choice but to move all the herbs out of the house and put them in the sun to dry.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Xue Xun standing behind him, staring straight at him.

Master Shangwu: "..."

Xue Xun's face has become thinner in the past few days. Standing like this, when the wind blows, the clothes on his body become more loose and empty.

He had no choice but to put the herbal medicine back, and said in a bad tone: "Just tell me if you have something to do, I'm very busy now."

Xue Xun stared at him for a while, then slowly took out the book hidden under his sleeve, pointed to a page above, "This, do you know?"

"Xuantian Jiuyue?" Master Shangwu took the book and looked at him with a frown, "Why are you asking this?"

"it works."

"What's the use?" Master Shangwu said.

Xue Xun: "It has nothing to do with you."

"I know a little bit if I know it, but this 'Xuantian Jiuyue' is complex and unpredictable. Sometimes it can't even be seen once in thousands of years, let alone the estimated date of verification," Shangwu Master threw the book to him On him, he waved his hand in disgust, "Take it away, don't get in the way of the old man here!"

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