After raising a crooked junior brother, his design collapsed [Rebirth]

Chapter 52

Feng Lingxuan stopped at this point, Xie Lan couldn't help asking, "No more?"

"It's gone." Feng Lingxuan glanced at her lazily, "What else do you want?"

"I don't understand." Xie Lan pouted, looking very confused, "According to what those people said, that Uncle Mo, oh, is the master of Feng Tu and the others. Doesn't he love Feng Tu very much? Why do people still say that about him, what age group did they come from, it is impossible for him not to know?"

No one answered her, they were all distracted by the white mist surging around at high speed.

When the mist started to recede earlier, Ji Xingmian and the others thought that the dream was about to dissipate, so they didn't care much about it, but now it seems that the white mist did not disperse, but gathered together.

The originally fluffy white mist whirled rapidly, shrunk and gathered into a ball, forming an ink-colored puff, it seemed that as long as it was squeezed a little, thick ink would ooze out.

There are still a few steps between them, but everyone has already felt the heavy and gloomy air in the black mist, which is almost overwhelming.

Xie Lan clutched her chest and coughed a few times, panting with difficulty, "What's going on?"

"I still have to ask you." Feng Lingxuan said angrily, "What did you do to make it start to move?"

"I didn't do anything." Xie Lan tried desperately to think back, "I heard an explosion in the room, as if something had been smashed to pieces. I was frightened and thought I was about to be discovered, so I ran away. Then you come."

Everyone was speechless, they just entered an illusion, and they were afraid of being discovered.But this is the end of the matter, and it is useless to say more.They each held off the hurricane, trying to hold on until it passed, but things took a turn for the worse.

With a crisp sound, the color of the world changed, the hurricane roared, and the sky seemed to be torn apart by something, revealing the deep black color behind it, and pieces of strange light spots fell down.

Ji Xingmian was the first to react, and pulled Feng Wuzhou to his side with one hand, speaking quickly, "Change back."

Scattering is the most taboo at this time, Feng Wuzhou realized his intentions, and transformed into a prototype to sneak in from his sleeve.

The gust of wind approached in the blink of an eye, howling and drowning everyone.

The hearing was covered, and the sight was also blocked. The huge disparity in cultivation caused the barrier they opened to burst like a bubble.

In the darkness, Ji Xingmian felt something wrapped around his body, covering him tightly.He vaguely heard a phoenix cry, as if separated from a long distance.The light of the fire passed from afar, slightly brightening his vision.

Before losing consciousness, Ji Xingmian saw the black figure entangled like a mountain, and the pair of blood-colored vertical pupils looking down on him, as magnificent and flawless as jewels.

"Brother, brother."

Ji Xingmian struggled to wake up, and after a short period of dizziness, he saw Feng Wuzhou's worried face clearly, "Wuzhou..." He coughed several times, and the nausea caused by the deep-rooted dizziness subsided a little. "Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine." Feng Wuzhou gently patted him on the back, "How is brother?"

"I...cough, I'm fine." Ji Xingmian supported his arm and stood up, looked around, frowned slightly after seeing the environment clearly, "Are we dreaming again?"

Although the layout of the surrounding scenes was different from the Changchun Peak they had seen in Fengtumeng before, judging from the movements of the surrounding mountains, they should still be within the range of Changchun Peak.

"It should be." Feng Wuzhou said, "I was here when I woke up." After he finished speaking, he looked at Ji Xingmian and said softly, "Brother, I don't think this is an ordinary dream."

"I know." Ji Xingmian replied, "This must be a nightmare."

Nightmares are derived from nightmares. They are nightmares that people can't avoid, but are buried in their hearts for a long time, and it is difficult to get out of them.

This trip was not the same as before, the two of them were more cautious than before, after finding no trace of Feng Lingxuan nearby, they changed direction and headed towards Feng Tu and Wen Jing's residence on Changchun Peak.

Both of them cheered up, but they didn't expect that the road would be smooth and calm. Nothing unusual happened until they arrived at the residence where the road was closed.

It was already late at night, and the yard was very quiet, except for the rustling of the wind blowing through the leaves.Feng Wuzhou walked closer, shook his head, "Not inside."

It's so late, where else can I go if I'm not in the room.

Ji Xingmian frowned slightly, and was about to propose to go out to look for it, but suddenly there was some movement from the courtyard gate.

A black figure came in from the outside holding the door frame, and Ji Xingmian could smell the faint smell of blood on his body as the night wind blew by.The clouds covering the moon moved away, Ji Xingmian was slightly taken aback when he saw the face he heard clearly.

This person is actually blocked.

His complexion was too weak and pale, and the veins in his fingers holding the door frame were protruding. A little blood slid down his arm all the way to his fingers, leaving a few shallow finger marks on the wood.

Feng Tu leaned against the door frame to breathe for a moment, propped himself up to come in, carefully wiped off the traces on the door frame, poured a few jars of wine nearby, and then closed the door behind his back and entered the room.

The smell of alcohol in the room was much heavier than the outside, and there was also some aroma of powder mixed in it.As soon as Ji Xingmian arrived at the door, he sneezed several times due to choking, and had to temporarily block his sense of smell.

This delay made them go in a little later than Feng Tu. When the two of them entered, Feng Tu had loosened his hair and was sitting in front of the couch in a robe, looking down to take care of his injuries.

The mark seemed to have been bound for a long time, and it was extremely obvious on the pale skin, and what was even more shocking was the lower position of his wrist.

There are several neat rows of densely packed holes, spiraling upwards along his forearm, sinking into the snow-white sleeve, and can no longer be seen.

For the places that are closer to the wrist, the treatment of sealing the road can be called meticulous, but for the places that are more difficult to be seen, his attitude is obviously much more perfunctory, just wipe it twice and leave it alone, and Lay down and fall asleep.

Standing outside the dreamland, Ji Xingmian felt chills all over his body and unstoppable heart palpitations.

Although the time was short, Ji Xingmian could still see that the traces were new and old.The cultivator's body has a strong recovery ability, coupled with the assistance of various medicines, it can keep the traces forever, and only the frequent tearing can cause such an effect.

Personal disciple, young genius.Anyone who can do this kind of thing in deception and make Feng Tu completely unable to resist, except for that one person will not think otherwise.

Ji Xingmian's mind flashed a few bloody fuzzy images quickly, he blinked in shock, came back to his senses, as if eager to confirm something, he nervously opened Wu Zhou's sleeve.

"No..." Ji Xingmian murmured, his mind was in a mess, his consciousness was aching, he couldn't remember exactly what he saw just now, and what he was looking for on Feng Wuzhou.

Feng Wuzhou's voice kept coming from his ears, but Ji Xingmian couldn't hear what he was saying, only felt that the buzzing in his ears was getting louder, covering everything.

Ji Xingmian felt as if he had had a long dream, but when he woke up, he couldn't remember anything clearly. He only felt a dull pain in his chest, as if it had been torn apart and something was put in.

But when he touched it, the skin was as smooth as before, without any trace of being opened.

"elder brother."

Seeing him wake up, Feng Wuzhou breathed a long sigh of relief, "You finally woke up."

The boy's eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he had been guarding him.

"Wu Zhou..." Ji Xingmian suddenly felt confused in his heart, and raised his hand to stroke his chest, "Have you lost something?"

"Me?" Feng Wuzhou was taken aback by his question, and lowered his eyes in a concealed manner, "No."

Ji Xingmian was right. Seeing his dodge for a moment, he was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I remember wrongly."

It was already dawn in the dream, and Feng Tu in the inner room had just woken up when the door outside the courtyard was suddenly pushed open with a "bang".

"Block the way!" Wen Jing came in aggressively, and rushed straight to the innermost part, "You went last night..."

The second half of his sentence was automatically swallowed up, and he looked at the people in the room in astonishment.

Because the time was too tight, Feng Tu didn't react at all, he only had time to put on his outer shirt, but the skirt was still loose, revealing a large unhealed wound.

"You are..." Wen Jing took two steps forward to touch him, but she couldn't find a place to attack him. Her expression changed, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "Who hit him?"

"Brother." Feng Tu slowly closed his clothes, "You didn't knock on the door."

"I...you..." Wen Jing's face flushed and then turned pale, "You don't come home at night, and you got yourself injured in a private fight, I'm not qualified to control you anymore?"

"I don't stay out all night. I came back before midnight. As for the private fights..." Feng Tu said slowly, and suddenly smiled inexplicably, "Brother thinks that the injuries on my body are related to others. Did it come out of a fight?"

"It's just to add a little 'interest' to the fun." Feng Tu said in a frivolous tone, flirting with his fingertips ambiguously as he brushed his neckline, "Didn't senior brother play like this with others?"

Wen Jing didn't seem to understand what he meant, and asked in a daze, "What did you say..."

"I said, I made myself like this when I was playing around with others." Feng Tu repeated it patiently, "If Senior Brother still doesn't understand what it means to play around, next time I can take Senior Brother Together……"

"You are not allowed to go to that kind of place again!" Wen Jing interrupted him, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he asked angrily, "Who took you there?"

"No one, I went by myself." Feng Tu restrained his smile, and looked straight at him, "This is my own hobby, it doesn't affect anyone, and it doesn't violate the rules of the school. Senior brother has no right to control me."

"You..." Wen Jing clenched her hands tightly, her joints made a crisp sound, and the sword behind her back hummed from time to time according to the master's intentions. She gritted her teeth and said one word at a time: "Even if you like it, you are not allowed to go there. I can... "

"No." Feng Tu refused him, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, people like you are too dull, I'm not interested."

In this case, even facing strangers will inevitably make people feel sad, let alone...

Wen Jing turned her head and left without saying a word, her figure was still straight, but because of her accelerated pace, she seemed to be running away unexpectedly.

Feng Tu, who was standing in place, struggled faintly, and just took a step forward when he was interrupted by a sudden male voice.

"You're pretty smart."

Ji Xingmian was slightly startled, and followed the sound. When the person outside the dream was in the dream, his inspiration was not limited by the dream. In other words, he could perceive the scene in the dream, but he didn't notice the There is one more person.

The man was dressed in white, but sat in the dark, obviously he looked very friendly, but Ji Xingmian felt that he couldn't see him clearly.As soon as I close my eyes, I no longer remember what he looks like, and if I keep staring at him, my eyes will hurt again.

"Don't look at him." Feng Wuzhou raised his hand to block his eyes, "He has 'rules'."

"Rule?" Ji Xingmian asked, "What is that?"

"I don't know." Feng Wuzhou shook his head, "It was the inheritance memory that told me."

The dream on the other side was still continuing, Feng Tu was not too surprised by the appearance of the man, bowed and saluted expressionlessly, "Master."

"I thought you would seek refuge from Ah Jing." The man shook his head lightly, "It turned out that the brothers and sisters broke up. As your master, it is really heartbreaking to be a teacher."

Feng Tu said lightly: "Master called the brother back in advance without telling me, isn't it just to see the result?"

"How come." The man smiled slightly, "I just want to see how Ah Jing will come to me when he finds out, after all, Ah Jing is the teacher's favorite apprentice, if he comes to intercede for you, it will be very difficult for the teacher done."

"Difficult?" Feng Tu's lips curled into a slight smile, "Will Master have difficult things?"

"Of course there is." The man said with a smile, "A-Jing's family is so complicated, if she dies suddenly, it's really hard for a teacher to get rid of it."

Feng Tu didn't even have the last smile on his face, he lowered his eyelashes, and remained silent.

The man didn't take it seriously, he got up and walked out after he finished speaking, but suddenly stopped when he passed by him, staring at his face thoughtfully, "Look carefully, your face seems to be very suitable for the human race." aesthetics."

Feng Tu suddenly raised his head and stared at him firmly.

"Why are you so nervous." The man chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your body."

"Hurry up and grow up, Feng Tu, I can't wait to be a teacher."

The man patted him on the shoulder lovingly, his tone was soft, with a hint of bewitching, "Be good, be obedient, and when I get it successfully, I will preside over the joint membership for you and Ah Jing, how about it?"

The author has something to say: It is inevitable that there may be some cute misunderstandings, so I want to say something.

Feng Tu's body was a simple injury, not that kind of injury.

He was worried that Wen Jing would go to find his master after he found out, and deliberately said that to make Wen Jing think wrong.

_(:з)∠)_To be honest, the length of the previous generation is a bit longer than I expected, but it should end in the next chapter.

Little cuties, please bear with me qaq