[System] The apprentice is a little wolf dog

Chapter 37

Qunxing Pavilion can be said to be the memorial hall of famous scholars of all dynasties in Xiuxian Continent, but naturally they are all famous.

It's more serious here, and there are no messy activities.

The names, experiences, and coffins of each hero are engraved on the permanent stone wall, representing an era.

Strolling in front of Fusu Wall, as soon as his eyes landed, he heard someone beside him say: "Master Yu also came to visit this place, nice to meet you!"

When he raised his head, he saw an old man dressed in a black robe with golden basalt patterns tattooed on it, with a long beard and a smile saying hello to Yu Fusu.Seeing this school uniform, Yu Fusu guessed that it was the Qingliu Island sect with Xuanwu as the totem. Seeing the supportive aura of the old man's disciples, and knowing that he was highly respected, he smiled and said: "So it's the head of Qingliu Island. It's a pleasure to meet you." !"

Song Wu, the head of Qingliu Island, laughed a few times, looked at Han Luming who was bowing to Fusu beside him, and said, "I heard about the young talents under the head of the sect, and there are rumors that there is a genius with the blood of the Eight Demons. In the eyes of Sect Leader Yu, the martial arts conference is inevitable?" Yu Fusu said modestly, "Where is it, your disciples are Zhilan Yushu."

Song Wu: "At the martial arts conference seven years ago, the Eight Gods Genius turned out to be born. Seven years later, there will be an Eight Monsters Genius. It's God's will!" A tall and slender woman who was also wearing the Xuanwu school uniform was smiling and saluting him with a slender figure.Yu Fusu also replied with a smile.

After chatting almost, the group of Qingliu Island and Fengqiao Villa began to tour the pavilion together.As far as Qingliu Island is concerned, all the disciples are tall and strong, but there is no fierceness on their faces. They don't look rough at first glance, but rather simple and honest.Maybe it's because he's used to it, but when he saw Fengqiao, he was always a young man with good posture and good features, but he felt a little restrained and uncomfortable.

Facing the disciples of Fengqiao, one of the group of sturdy disciples showed a shy and blushing expression, and when he heard the topics they raised openly, a bunch of ellipsis floated in Fusu's mind.

"I've heard for a long time that you Fengqiao people are all good-looking, even if you pick any one in the men's dormitory, you can be a wife...hehe."

"I want to go to your place too, little junior brother, do you think I look like this?"

"Your school uniforms are also good-looking, but those of us can't wear red ones..."

Fengqiao disciple: "..."

Why does it feel like a big blind date scene...

Song Wu laughed loudly when he heard it, and joked: "If the head of Yu doesn't dislike it, my two sects can still get married based on this."

Yu Fusu: "..."

He thought to himself that the shamelessness of this group of boys must have been learned from their masters, for fear that his apprentice would be carried back by them to be a "lady of the village". So he said with a smile: "I heard that Qingliu Island's family style is simple and open, and I saw it today, and it is really so."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Wu to reply, the woman next to him couldn't help laughing, Yu Fusu raised his eyes, trying to find something to say, then he saw the disciples of Mingyue Hall not far ahead, And Luo Feng, who led the team.

The two went up to greet them. Luo Feng was staring at the murals on the wall obsessively. When he saw them greeting them, he came back to his senses and bowed: "Master Yu, Master Song."

Song Wu nodded, looked towards him, stopped on the portrait of the mural, and praised: "It turns out that he is Taoist Wuxin."

Yu Fusu looked over after hearing the reputation, and saw that the person on the mural was a man, holding a whisk in his arms, smiling with gentle brows but showing stubbornness, he seemed to be a gentleman caressing the rocks with soft nature and firm heart.

Song Wu stroked his beard and brought the effect of a tour guide: "I think that Taoist Wuxin was a peerless man in the past. He single-handedly took the top spot in the martial arts conference, but then lived in seclusion in the mountains and traveled around incognito. It’s a good story of generous donation and rescue.”

"Unfortunately……"

Song Wu stopped talking.

Luo Feng lowered his eyebrows and looked down, a trace of sadness was like a ray of cold wind blowing over the ice, making it painless and painless.

The disciples didn't understand and asked, "Why did Taoist Wuxin live in seclusion after he won the martial arts competition?"

Yu Fusu also wanted to know, so he asked the system.

[System]: Wuxin Daoist Master Mingyue Hall.He is a once-in-a-century Iori genius. He was forcibly taken back to the sect by the head of Mingyue Hall when he was young, and he never saw his relatives again in this life.Although Daoist Wuxin is kind and kind, he has a persistent hatred for the sect he was born in. After satisfying the sect's requirements and becoming famous in one battle, he vowed never to see each other again.Until he became obsessed with cultivation and blew himself up in order not to hurt others. He was alone and turned into ashes. His life was extremely sad.

His early experience, which was very similar to Nie Ming's, was like pouring a pot of cold water on Yu Fusu's head, and the uneasiness hidden in his heart was stimulated by the coldness.

Iori genius... Martial arts conference... Bewitched... Die badly...

Due to the presence of Mingyuetang, Song Wu naturally didn't reveal some details, he only said that he was aloof from the world, and he was world-renowned without persuading him...

After a while of coolness, Fusu felt an unprecedented sense of despondency. He was like a person drenched in rain. After closing the dialog box of the system, he raised his head and found that the woman beside Song Wu was watching him motionless. Looking at him, the expression was like seeing a ghost.

If Yu Fusu didn't know that the people here couldn't see his operating system or hear their conversations, he would have thought he had been exposed.

But nothing was on his mind anymore.

He just wants to see Nie Ming now.

Very much want to see him.

A group of people saw that the head of Fengqiao Villa hurriedly left after listening to the introduction, and walked back in a hurry, thinking that there was something important.Only Han Luming, who had been silent all this time, looked deeply at his frowning brows, wanted to grab him but only caught a piece of air brushing his sleeves, and watched his figure go away.

Yu Fusu forgot about Yujian, and ran back to the inn.

He leaned on the door panting, thinking that according to this scenario, after he opened the door, the inside would be as empty as in TV dramas and comics, so he dared not push it open for a long time.

Fortunately, there are not so many coincidences in fate.

The people inside noticed the shortness of breath of the people outside, and opened the door by themselves.

Seeing him, Nie Ming frowned: "Why are you back?" Outbursts of "I'm not going anywhere, I'm here to protect you." "Take your time, let's break this Heavenly Demon Tribulation together." "I won't replace you, don't mind, okay?" All kinds of words fell together with a stone lifted in the air in my heart, and I couldn't speak out for a moment.

He was silent for a while, and said: "It's okay... I just bought something for you and brought it here... Well, have you eaten yet?"

Nie Ming frowned and looked at him suspiciously.

Yu Fusu took out a wind chime with blue tassels and a bunch of candied haws from his bosom, handed them to him and said, "These...here you are." It stopped dryly only here.

Nie Ming looked at the two items in his hands, and said without changing his face: "The most famous Fengyue Street in Yuncheng, the best place for couples to hang out, um, you and him had a good time, and you bought it." something back?"

Yu Fusu: "No..."

He said lightly: "I don't want this stuff, and I don't want this bell either. You can give it to Han Luming."

Yu Fusu: "..."

Then watching Nie Ming close the door without hesitation and shut him out, his heart was slightly pricked, and endless embarrassment flowed out.

Yu Fusu was stunned for a while, then turned and left, feeling ashamed and angry that he ran all the way here, he was so fucking full, and cursed softly as he walked: "Damn bastard, I owe you? Love to eat Don't eat! Do you want to love it!"

After finishing speaking, he angrily grabbed a candied haws, and chewed until his teeth became sore.

Fuck, why is it so sour...

The vendors I met were all profiteers, and the apprentice at the stall was still a white-eyed wolf. Sure enough, it is not suitable to go out today when Mercury is retrograde!

After Nie Ming closed the door, he stood in front of the door for a while, until the figure seemed to go away, then he lowered his eyebrows and returned to the room to sit.

On the table was a purple peony-patterned gown with a half-mask of a fox wrapped inside.A blue tassel seemed to have not been hidden in the panic just now, and a small tail was vaguely exposed on the bosom of the clothes.

Nie Ming threw the clothes into the inn's closet, and said to himself in distaste: "That stuff is so sour, the devil would be willing to eat it..."