"I'm sorry, Seventh Senior Sister."
"You've apologized to me a lot. I wonder what you're talking about this time?"
"A broken limb is reborn."
"oh."
…
In recent days, Chu Xiu deliberately ignored the longing and blazing eyes of seventh senior sister Duanmu Yaoyao.
He knew very well what it meant to a doctor to regenerate a broken limb.
At the same time, he also knew very well that if the Seventh Senior Sister mastered this method of regenerating severed limbs, it would be possible to repair the broken body.
"I'm not sure whether it's for the so-called overall situation, or whether I just don't want you to leave here..." Chu Xiu whispered. He looked into his heart and couldn't get the answer.
Duanmu Yaoyao looked sideways at Chu Xiu, "You may be doing it just for your own pride."
"Self-esteem?" Chu Xiu was startled.
Duanmu Yaoyao hummed softly: "You and Yiming fell in love and killed each other. He can create a method to regenerate severed limbs, so you naturally subconsciously think that you can do the same."
Even when you first heard about this magical method, you didn't pay attention to it at all. You subconsciously despised Yiming. "
"Didn't I pay attention to it?" Chu Xiu looked at Duanmu Yaoyao.
Duanmu Yaoyao said leisurely: "If you really pay attention to it, your senior sister and I should be learning this magical method now. If you think about it carefully, if you in the past came across a unique secret book or a treasure from heaven and earth, Will you just let it go?"
Chu Xiu thought about it seriously.
After a while.
He looked at Duanmu Yaoyao again, "I apologized to you."
Duanmu Yaoyao rolled his eyes and hummed softly: "In your heart, I can't even sing."
"You are humiliating me." Chu Xiu sneered, "A battle with Zu Qiao, a showdown between male and female."
Duanmu Yaoyao: "..."
Seeing that Chu Xiu was about to take action, Duanmu Yaoyao quickly shouted to stop, "You should resolve their dispute first."
Chu Xiu had already put his arms around Duanmu Yaoyao's waist, "Things have priorities, and people have their own preferences and dislikes. Obviously, in my eyes, you, Seventh Senior Sister, are the most important."
Duanmu Yaoyao: "..."
One day later.
Duanmu Yaoyao became Chu Xiu's lobbyist, helping him to comfort and persuade Pei Yiren who was in the internal space.
Chu Xiu comforted Duanmu Yaoyao and transported Zhu Yourong out.
Zhu Yourong woke up while lying in Chu Xiu's arms.
She calmed down for a while, remembered what happened before she fainted, and glared at Chu Xiu fiercely.
"You really dare to knock me out?" Zhu Yourong gritted his teeth angrily.
Chu Xiu comforted: "At that time, I not only knocked you out, but also knocked out Pei Yiren. At this moment, she is still unconscious."
Zhu Yourong's expression softened slightly, and then he glared again, "Is she in your belly?"
"What you said...why does it sound a bit awkward?" Chu Xiu muttered.
Zhu Yourong's pretty face turned slightly red, which was indeed a bit awkward.
"You should have heard about her." Chu Xiu said softly.
Zhu Yourong snorted lightly and was noncommittal.
She had indeed heard of it, but there were so many different kinds of gossip that in the past, it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Now, she was basically sure which news was true.
"Last time, at Li Xianyuan's request, I took her with me to Manzhou to attend Gu Chensha's wedding banquet..." Chu Xiu whispered softly, recounting some of his experiences with Pei Yiren.
He spoke very subjectively and did not hide anything.
After all, the relationship between him and Pei Yiren was still innocent and did not break the boundaries of the body.
Moreover, it was Pei Yiren who confessed her love to him first.
To put it harshly, it was Pei Yiren who seduced him first~.
In Chu Xiu's story, between him and Pei Yiren, he played the role of a heroic savior, while Pei Yiren was a little woman who loved heroes.
Zhu Yourong bit his lip.
Usually when she bites her lip, it's usually when she's in a complicated mood.
Chu Xiu lowered his head and thought about what he would be thinking if he were Zhu Yourong at this moment.
"I found out that there was another woman in my belly..." Chu Xiu thought for a while, but he didn't feel anything at all.
"This analogy is not quite right." Chu Xiu thought to himself, re-analyzing it, allowing himself to be himself, and discovered that there was a man in Zhu Yourong's belly...
In an instant, Chu Xiu’s brows knitted together fiercely.
I can't stand it!
Totally unbearable.
Just thinking about it makes me feel sick.
"Rong'er." Chu Xiu looked at Zhu Yourong, "I..."
He was about to say something to apologize and make some promises, but before he could say anything, Zhu Yourong's index finger blocked his lips.
"Shaoyun likes you too." Zhu Yourong whispered.
"Ah?" Chu Xiu was a little confused.
Zhu Yourong looked at Chu Xiu, "Can't I satisfy you on my own?"
"Ah this..." Chu Xiu's heart beat a little faster, thinking that under normal circumstances, you are indeed perfect and the most wonderful woman in the world.
But this cannot be said in this situation.
At this moment, what he needs is to solve the problem, not to lick mindlessly.
"I just want to know one thing." Zhu Yourong's expression became very serious.
Chu Xiu was a little nervous for a moment and looked at Zhu Yourong seriously.
"Do you like my disguise and ventriloquism more, or do you like me more as a person?" Zhu Yourong asked softly.
"Before I answer this question, I want to ask you a question first." Chu Xiu looked at Zhu Yourong, "Do you think that in my heart, Master Jiu Taoist carries more weight, or Master Chen Changsheng carries more weight?"
Zhu Yourong frowned. She subconsciously wanted to say, 'Of course it is Dean Chen Changsheng. He grew up and laid a solid foundation for Chu Xiu today.
"It shouldn't matter the importance, right?" Zhu Yourong whispered.
Chu Xiu shook his head, "In anyone's eyes, the wine Taoist is not as good as Chen Changsheng. But in my eyes, the wine Taoist is both a teacher and a father. The relationship between me and him is no longer just a master-disciple relationship.
You should know that my name is Xia Chuxue’s mother. "
"Auntie." Zhu Yourong said softly.
Chu Xiu nodded, "Auntie, it's a title among relatives."
Zhu Yourong understood.
"In my eyes." Chu Xiu looked at Zhu Yourong, "If you ignore disguise and ventriloquism, you are equivalent to a wine Taoist."
Zhu Yourong's head was slightly lowered, and his heartbeat was inexplicably excited.
"With the addition of disguise and ventriloquism, you are the wine Taoist plus Chen Changsheng." Chu Xiu's eyes gradually became hot, "Do you think, to me, there is no one else in the world who is more important than you?"
Zhu Yourong's head lowered even lower, almost falling into his chest.
"You will always be the only one in my heart." Chu Xiu continued, "When I first fell in love with you, it was indeed because of your excellent disguise and ventriloquism.
But that's just the introduction, it's the bridge where our fate begins. From the moment we confirm our relationship, I like everything about you. "
As he said that, he added in his mind: "Including your best friend, the boss lady."
Zhu Yourong leaned gently on Chu Xiu's chest, endured her shyness, and whispered, "I like everything about you too."
Chu Xiu paused and muttered: "You don't have to like everything about me, you just need to like me as a person."
Zhu Yourong said softly.
"It will take some time to get to Manzhou, let's make a bet."
Zhu Yourong: "O(*////▽////*)q (shy and angry)."
"..."
internal space.
Duanmu Yaoyao greeted his junior brother Chu Xiu in all directions in his heart, while on his face he persuaded Pei Yiren in a gentle voice.
The reason for her persuasion is simple:
First there was the True Monarch without Form, and then he was at the top of the rouge list.
"Immortal Wuxiang...can she really take on the appearance of anyone?" Pei Yiren bit her lip and asked, feeling a strong threat for the first time.
If it were any other woman, she would naturally have nothing to fear as she was at the top of the rouge list.
But Zhu Yourong could be any woman, including her, the top one on the rouge list.
Duanmu Yaoyao muttered: "It's not just about appearance."
Pei Yiren looked at Duanmu Yaoyao.
Duanmu Yaoyao whispered: "She can also imitate anyone's voice. Her tongue can be long or short, pointed or round, straight or curled. It is so versatile that it is inexplicable."
"Imitate the voice..." Pei Yiren paused.
"In addition, it is often said that she is as soft as if she has no bones, which can be perfectly reflected in her body." Duanmu Yaoyao continued, "Her bones can be as soft as a snake."
Pei Yiren frowned and hesitated: "What does this mean?"
She doesn't quite understand.
"How do you say..." Duanmu Yaoyao's eyes were a little wandering. She had seen and heard some scenes of Chu Xiu and Zhu Yourong getting along with Mr. Wu and Mr. Jiu through Mr. Wu's special strings.
"Men like it very much." Duanmu Yaoyao could only say this.
Pei Yiren pursed her lips and remained silent, feeling a little disapproving in her heart.
Duanmu Yaoyao reminded: "Men are usually multi-faceted. During the day, they are well-dressed; at night, they often turn into well-dressed beasts; when they are satisfied, they are like saints again."
Pei Yiren frowned and looked at Duanmu Yaoyao in confusion.
Duanmu Yaoyao's heart beat slightly and he said calmly: "This has a medical explanation. You just need to understand that my junior brother is actually very vulgar. His dream was to be drunk and lie on the lap of a beautiful woman if he was successful; to listen to him if he was poor. song."
"Goulan listens to music..." Pei Yiren's eyes moved slightly and asked, "What kind of music does he like to listen to?"
"This..." Duanmu Yaoyao's eyes were a little wandering for a moment, "You can study ordinary music first, play it to him once, and see his reaction."
"Okay." Pei Yiren nodded.
Duanmu Yaoyao looked at Pei Yiren, "Are you not angry anymore?"
Pei Yiren asked, "Is it useful to be angry?"
Duanmu Yaoyao was speechless.
Although this person is at the top of the rouge list and recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world, she has always been in a weak position when getting along with her junior brother.
…
Manzhou, Yin and Yang grind.
Yang Jing, the tenth master from Zhuque Academy, with a long sword and wine gourd hanging on his waist, stood on the peak on the east side of Yin Yang Valley, overlooking the entire Yin Yang Valley.
"I really miss the green days back then." Yang Jing smiled, took off the wine gourd from his waist, unplugged the gourd, and took a sip of the wine.
"Back then, if it hadn't been for that dean, you would probably be the divine son of our Yin-Yang Holy Sect now." A voice of emotion sounded from behind Yang Jing.
Emperor Yang, Dugu Qingchen.
Yang Jing's expression remained normal, "This possibility is very small. You should understand that at that time, I didn't even think highly of your Yin Yang Demon Sect."
Dugu Qingchen laughed, stood on the right side of Yangjing, glanced at the Yin Yang Valley below, and asked leisurely: "How do you feel when you come here again?"
"You are an eyesore as always." Yang Jing sighed, "You were the ones who obstructed me so many times back then. If Master hadn't wanted to leave some incense to his old friend, do you think you could still be hiding here?"
Dugu Qingchen smiled and said: "The Yin Yang Holy Sect has always respected the dean. There are many jade statues and portraits of the dean in the main helm of the holy sect."
"The forces that often curse my master to death are basically enshrining the jade statues and portraits of my master." Yang Jing joked, "You guys obviously can't stand my master and want him to die, but you can But he has to serve my master’s power, and he is extremely flattering...sometimes, he is inexplicably cute."
The smile on Dugu Qingchen's face gradually faded, and he said softly: "The only thing we are afraid of is your master."
"Yes, as soon as Master ascended to heaven, all kinds of clowns appeared." Yang Jing said with emotion, "It's a pity that Master let Lao Er and Xiao Thirteen take charge of the overall situation."
Dugu Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "What? You don't seem to be very satisfied with Mr. Second and Mr. Thirteen taking over the Suzaku Academy?"
Yang Jing said: "The two of them seem to be more decisive than the other, but in fact, they have a lower limit than the other. In troubled times, heavy codes should be used.
In my case, both of them are temporarily unqualified to be the dean of Zhuque Academy. "
"In troubled times, we should use heavy codes..." Dugu Qingchen whispered and sighed, "It's a pity that you are not as good as them."
Yang Jing's eyebrows raised slightly, "Should I cooperate and ask, how am I inferior to them?"
Dugu Qingchen smiled and said: "Both Mr. Second and Mr. Thirteen are very measured in what they do. What they do is actually no different from when the dean was still there.
If you replace them with the dean, everything they do is actually everything the dean would do, no more, no less. "
"You don't understand the real master." Yang Jing said calmly, "Just like you don't understand those two guys either."
Dugu Qingchen nodded, "Compared to them, I know you better, Yang Jing."
"You may know me from the past." Yang Jing said leisurely, "I joined Suzaku Academy to do only one thing."
"What's the matter?" Dugu Qingchen asked calmly.
"Cultivation of one's character and character." Yang Jing said with a smile.
Dugu Qingchen smiled.
"It seems that the dean was not very successful with your professor."
"Are you looking down on my master?" Yang Jing suddenly turned cold.
Dugu Qingchen's expression remained as usual, "So what? What can you do to me?"
Yang Jing smiled.
"It seems that you are different from others."
"Oh? What's different?" Dugu Qingchen was curious.
Yang Jing sneered and said, "Others who have castrated themselves usually keep their tail between their legs and behave like a human being. You castrate yourself and still hold your head high and your chest high. This open-minded attitude is really unlike that of a castrated dog."
Dugu Qingchen's face turned cold.
"No matter what aspect, you can't compare to Mr. Thirteen."
"I really don't know who gave you the confidence to be so arrogant in Yin Yang Mill!"
Before he finished speaking, Dugu Qingchen suddenly grasped the right hand behind his back. In an instant, the space around Yangjing was separated from the entire world.
The big cage technique!
