Reborn as a thief and a husband

Chapter 19

Stretched slightly, at this moment, a rush of footsteps quickly approached from far to near, Lu Ziye was startled, his internal strength could not be retracted for a while, so he had to block it forcefully, he took Nan Feng into his arms, and wrapped it with the quilt Cover all.

Bang——!The door was kicked open forcefully, and Peony broke in disheveled and covered in water vapor. She was shocked when she saw the scene inside the room, and stammered: "You, you, you..."

"Master?" Unexpectedly, Peony came back at this time, Lu Ziye relaxed his tense body, and asked in doubt: "What happened, you are in a panic?"

Peony breathed a sigh of relief, patted her thigh hard, and stepped in: "Leave my business alone, let's talk about what's going on with you two first!"

Could it be because I brought a bad leader, so the two apprentices followed suit and went astray?

If this is the case, then he is really guilty!

"Us?" Lu Ziye looked down at Nan Feng, because Nan Feng was leaning on his shoulder, the distance was too close, and he almost kissed him directly.

"Ahem..." Lu Ziye raised his head instantly, his cheeks turned red, but he said in a very calm tone, "Master misunderstood, Nanfeng... was seriously injured, and he refused to heal him no matter what, I was trying to use my internal strength Healing him, you came just in time, and your medical skills are superb, hurry up and show him."

"Injured again?" Mudan didn't even sit on the stool, she hurriedly put down the water she drank a few sips, walked to the bed, took out Nanfeng's wrist from under the quilt, and felt the pulse, her mouth was not idle: "Although What you said may be true, but I still have a sense of déjà vu, since it's just healing, why are you blushing?"

"hot."

Peony smiled meaningfully, didn't press any more questions, and concentrated on feeling her pulse.

After a long time, he said: "It is true that the injury is very serious, but it is not fatal. It's just that this kid will suffer a little bit." He glanced at the unconscious Nan Feng, his eyes fixed on his forehead, and there was a trace of pain in his expression. dignified.

"Yeah." With Peony's conclusion, Lu Ziye's heart stopped fluttering, and he gently put Nan Feng on the pillow, tucked him in the quilt, afraid of touching his wound, and crawled to the bed by himself. On the other side of the bed, he said to Mudan: "Master, it's your turn."

[027] It's a big deal!

"A big accident is about to happen," Mudan said in a deep voice, not caring about washing off the dirt all over her body, "This time, Nanfeng and I may have no way out."

"Why?" Seeing that Peony didn't seem to be joking, Lu Ziye also became serious.

"I'll tell you that you won't understand. I can only hide for a while. I'm going to take a bath. You should go to bed early, alas..." He sighed helplessly, turned around, took his clothes and cloth towel and went out.

Lu Ziye is a mortal, there is no need to wade into the muddy waters of monsters.

The moonlight is like water, and the hazy yellow is filled with bright red, which seems to indicate the bloody storm in the future.

With Peony's superb medical skills and the body's own repair function, after seven or eight years, Nanfeng can already go to the ground.

Taking advantage of Lu Ziye's free time to go out to practice martial arts, Mudan held back for a few days, and said what she didn't say in order not to disturb Nanfeng's recovery, and said it all at once.

Sugar palm! ——This is the sound of bowls and chopsticks falling to the ground.

"Master, what did you say?! No way..."

"Well," Peony patted him on the shoulder with sympathy in his eyes, and treated him as well as himself, "He planted a black lotus on your forehead, no matter where you go, he can follow the trail of the black lotus , to find you, this is the most common and best way for us in the Demon Realm to track down a prey."

"But, this is an enchantment..."

"It's useless," Mudan shook her head, "As long as you are not dead, as long as Heilian is still around, he will definitely find it. Besides, he and I are old enemies, so he will definitely come to settle accounts with me when he wakes up this time, but It's just a matter of time, it's only a matter of death, so it's worth it to hold you as a backing."

"Is there a master like you?" Knowing that he couldn't see it with the naked eye, Nan Feng still touched his forehead, thought for a while, and said through gritted teeth, "He said that there was an elixir in my body, and it was because of this that he didn't kill me. Does it mean... things have a turning point?"

"Elixir?!" Peony's eyes lit up, she jumped up and started to take off his clothes, "Where is it, show me!"

"You are old and not ashamed!" Nan Feng pushed him away with difficulty, and said angrily: "It's in my body, what, you still want to dissect me?"

"Hey, I'm anxious to see what kind of elixir it is." Peony scratched her hair, sat down again, leaned over and said in a low voice, "You stupid mouse, since the elixir is in your body, why don't you put it in your body?" Melted, it can enhance your skill!"

Nan Feng also came over and met him head to head and said, "If I can melt, do you still need to talk about it?!"

"You don't know how to melt?" Mudan said in disbelief, "Aren't you a demon? At least you know how to practice?"

"Cultivation? What is cultivation?" The stupid mouse had a cute and stupid look.

"..."

Demons have different roots, and Peony can't guide you. He thought for a while, and said leisurely: "Since you don't know anything, then you have to find a demon to guide you."

"What monster?"

Mudan smiled dejectedly: "My apprentice, how can I let some little demons teach me, what I want to find is naturally - the demon king!"

"Demon King?" Although I haven't seen it before, it sounds like he is very powerful! "Where is he?"

"...I'll find someone to inquire about it."

"Alas!" Seeing him getting up to leave, Nan Feng hurriedly stopped him and asked, "If we go out to find the Demon King, what will Lu Ziye do?"

"Let him live here, it's not like we won't come back, oh~" Mudan suddenly realized, "Are you worried about his cold poison next month, don't worry, we will come back before then, hey, "Peony blinked narrowly, "You are so worried about that kid, do you mean anything to him?"

"Me?" Nanfeng smiled dryly, waved his hands and said, "How is it possible, he is also your apprentice after all, my fellow apprentice brother, you can't even care about it?"

He has always attributed his subconscious kindness to Lu Ziye to the fact that Lu Ziye is like his father, and he has no other ideas, but when he thinks about it carefully, it seems that it is really... a bit too much?

But...they are both men, how is it possible! ! !

After secretly denying it, there was an inexplicable sense of loss in his chest.

"Okay~Of course~" Peony smiled knowingly, but there was a flash of light in her eyes, "I won't come back for lunch, you can settle the lunch yourself."

"Understood, master go slowly."

Sending Mudan away, Nanfeng rubbed his still aching chest, and when it came to food...it reminded him of his dear little Yinzi.

Today is the last day of this month, as long as today is passed safely, then tomorrow, he will have an income of 1 taels, 100 taels for 1 taels, Kaka!How to think how happy!What a deal!

Silver is the easiest thing to make people feel better. Nan Feng rubbed his chin and decided to go to see his silver first, uh... no, first to see Lu Ziye.

The place where Lu Ziye practiced martial arts is a little far away from the hut. Walking straight behind the hut, you will see a bamboo forest, full of verdant greenery, which is fascinating. The south wind took a long breath of fresh air, slowly Swallowed into the bamboo forest.

Lin Feng rustled, and before he could see the figure, the sword energy had almost brushed past him, carrying the severed bamboo leaves, which made his cheeks hurt.

I haven't seen what Lu Ziye looks like when practicing sword. Nan Feng was a little greedy, so he didn't make a sound, but for his own safety, he still lowered his body and hid behind the thick bamboo while walking, so as not to be caught. The sword energy swept over.

This short journey was really full of dangers, and when he saw the figure of Mr. Lu himself, Nan Feng's waist was so sore that he couldn't straighten up.

However, the scene in front of him made him widen his eyes involuntarily, and secretly sighed: It's really fucking worth it!

Lu Ziye was dressed in black, holding a four-foot long sword, dancing and flying, his sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes were full of murderous intent, and they were on fire. Every time he made a strike, he was extremely fierce, and the wind blew up on the ground, messing up his waist-length hair.

handsome enough!cool enough!Enough cool!

Nan Feng's eyes straightened and his heart beat wildly. This is the effect he wanted, and this is the reason why he insisted on practicing martial arts. How many women have died!

Because the family feud has not been avenged, Lu Ziye's moves are no longer the same as before, only for his father's life, and have no half lethality. Instead, he treats everything around him as an enemy who has a blood feud with him. Do your best to let out the pain, resentment, helplessness, melancholy, confusion, confusion, sourness that are suppressed in your heart... all through each sword.

The vast land can be broken with a single sword.

Until... a familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared in the field of vision——

[028] My heart, do you understand

Nan Feng didn't react at all, he only saw a shining sword point coming towards him at high speed, barely stopping on his forehead, and then, a black shadow flashed past, Lu Ziye flipped back into the air, and landed lightly.

Clap clap - this is the sound of someone clapping vigorously.

"It's great, it's really, really amazing." Nan Feng picked off the bamboo leaves that fell on his bangs, gave him a thumbs up, and praised him without hesitation.

"Thank you." Lu Ziye replied indifferently, inserting the sword into the scabbard swiftly, very chic and elegant, but under the calm surface was the horror that was forcibly concealed.

The sword just now was only a little bit short of piercing through the opponent's head.

Nanfeng didn't know it, and said with a smile: "