I save the world with a knife

Chapter 150 She Plays Me (Fuguang Occasion, Modified)

Fu Guang thought for a while, raised his hand to touch the disciple's brow, and a sword pattern disappeared in a flash.

"I can find it now," he said. "Go, I will find it wherever you are."

Only then did Chengying feel relieved to leave.

After Chengying left, Fuguang stood there waiting for a moment, and Bie Zhi in a moon-white dress slowly walked over.

"Fellow Daoist is waiting for me?" Bie Zhi asked with a smile, his tone was vague and somewhat ambiguous, and after careful consideration, it seemed to be an illusion.

She stared at Fuguang, at this moment, this young man in white robe and green gauze seemed to be shining, fascinated her eyes.

At this moment, all the hustle and bustle of the world disappeared, and he was the only one on the ten-mile long street under the sunset.

At a glance, time is amazed.

It's not that Biezhi has never seen a more perfect and handsome young man, but he is more handsome than the person in front of him, and he is not as tough as him, and he is tougher than him, but he is not as lonely as him, and he is more lonely than him, but he is not as immortal. ...

He is tall and thin, with a spotless body, like a willow in Gaoyue, with a vague and cold sword aura surrounding his body, his back is straight, cold and indifferent.

The blue waves in Biezhi's eyes are like a pool of spring water with raindrops falling.

Fu Guang was stunned for a moment, and said honestly: "I was waiting for the girl, the girl—" Why did you keep following me?
Before he could finish his sentence, Bie Zhi cut off the conversation, "Could it be that Fellow Daoist has taken a fancy to me? Waiting so hard here, are you going to show your heart?"

Her eyes were as clear as clear water, like a fairy coming to the dust, but when she looked over with a teasing smile, her eyes radiated like a bewitching girl, and her every move captivated people's hearts.

Fu Guang was taken aback for a moment, staring at Bie Zhi in a daze, then his ears slowly turned red when he came back to his senses, his eyes stared at the stall in front of him and he didn't dare to look directly at her, and said: "Miss misunderstood, is it right, is it right?" Show your mind."

His voice is clear and clean, reminiscent of the white snow on the top of the pine branches in winter: "Under, under..."

He wanted to say that it was the girl who followed him first, so he stopped to ask what was the matter, but he was beaten up by the girl, and he couldn't say the reason just now.

For a moment, he was a little helpless.

Bie Zhi's eyes deepened, and he stared at him for a long time, until the sword-like man's whole body was stirred with sword energy before he gave up.

Can't tease too much.

Bie Zhi was careless and joyful in his heart, with a natural and innocent face, he said: "Well, what do you want to say?"

Fuguang: "..."

This woman's rank is so high, with his personality, she really can't handle it.

But what I want is that I can't figure it out.

A good hunter will always appear as the prey.

Fu Guang collected the sword energy leaked due to the shock of his mind, as if he finally woke up from the ambiguous aura created by Bie Zhi, his aura returned to indifference and alienation, like the cold moon in the night sky, which can be seen from a distance but not approached.

He said coldly: "Girl, please don't follow me, please leave."

Qing Lingling's tone raised the interest in Bie Zhi's heart from two points to six points, and a faint flash of inevitability flashed in his eyes, but he felt a little more unwilling in his heart.

Why don't you look at me, why don't you want to succumb to my charms.

Human nature is despicable, all emotions are bitter, why can he be so clear?

Seeing that he was about to leave, Bie Zhi smiled and said: "Then I won't stop fellow Taoist, see you by fate."

Fu Guang bowed his head reservedly, with neither happy nor sad expression, just like the moon king in the dust.

He turned and left, Bie Zhi was standing there holding Tang and looking at his back, the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a seductive arc.

The more clear and pure this sword-like person is, the more she has the urge to damage his cleanliness.

She whispered: "Go and check, I want to know his identity."

Behind him, the figure of the guardian hidden in the dark flashed and disappeared.

In the middle of the night, the Taoist guardian rushed back with a jade slip.

Bie Zhi sat in the room and waited for a long time. Seeing his return, he stretched out his hand to take the jade slip handed over by the guardian and said, "Did you buy the information?"

"Yes, I bought it at Linglong Pavilion."

Linglong Pavilion, the largest auction house and black market in the world.

Not only buying and selling heaven, material and earth treasures, but also intelligence.

Bie Zhi didn't ask any more questions, she penetrated into the jade slip with her spiritual sense, and quickly read the information inside.

Fu Guang, the younger disciple of Sect Master Chi of the Shenjian Sect of the Northern Territory, has been in the early stage of Jindan, has practiced for ten years, and is extremely talented.Along the way from Yubei, he was jealous of evil, seemingly cold, but extremely kind.

Bie Zhi read all the things that Fu Guang experienced along the way, and then put down the jade slip.

Pressing her white fingers on the jade slips, she murmured: "'I am good at helping the light in the east marsh, and I am the heir to Ruoying in the west.' Fuguang, the best name, the best expectation."

People from the Divine Sword Sect are a little troublesome.

She has a charming smile on her face, and she is romantic and charming: "But I guess, Sect Master Chi will not intervene in the affair between children and my wishes."

She didn't mean to back down, but was even more ready to move.

This sword repair is very suitable for her taste, if she doesn't take it off, she will definitely regret it for life.

The protector didn't express any opinion, the saint Biezhi had surrendered to her long ago, he gave his loyalty to the saint, became her confidant, and served her, selfishly thinking that she could do whatever she wanted.

As long as she wants.

And the saint proclaimed this with countless deeds.

Fu Guang, who turned his head and left, walked steadily, with a straight posture.As the sun set, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on him without hesitation, covering his whole body with a layer of gold, dazzling like a big sun in the clear sky, brilliant and brilliant.

Fuguang is not in a hurry to get close to Biezhi Saintess, that woman will try her best to get close to him.

The eyes under the covered eyes are faint and indifferent.

That is the emotion that belongs to Noumenon Xian, it is the ruthless king, and it is the god overlooking it!

Following the imprint of sword energy, Fuguang came to Chengying's house.

His house is not big, and there are some cabbages growing in front of the yard.A path was paved with blue bricks in front of the door, leading directly from the yard to the door of the house.There are some green grass and wild flowers scattered in the joints of the blue bricks, which is also very interesting.

Cheng Ying was standing at the door waiting for him, and when he saw him coming back, she immediately greeted him excitedly.

"Master, Master, you are back. Hehe." He smiled happily, "After I put down the candy, I was always thinking about it because I was always afraid that you would lie to me. After giving me the candy, I left quietly."

"I'm so happy that you can come." Chengying chattered non-stop, belonging to a straight ball player, and said her thoughts without hiding.

It can be seen that if Chengying's parents are still there, he must be well-loved and well-educated.

Fuguang hesitated for a while, reached out and patted the child's head lightly, and comforted him: "I won't stop coming, I've accepted you as my apprentice, in this life, we've been bound together, stronger than blood ties firm."

Chengying blinked, tears flashed in his eyes, he sniffed and said: "I know, I will definitely be filial to Master, and not be naughty to make Master worry."

He stretched out his hand to hold Fuguang's hand, and led him across the threshold to the house.

The sky was dark, Chengying took out a candle and lit it, the dim light of the fire illuminated the room, the room was clean and deserted.

Chengying's voice was immature, but her mouth kept babbling: "Master, you can sleep with me tonight. After my father and mother left, I have been sleeping alone. Now you are my master. You will be a teacher for a day and a father for life. My son is now I want to sleep with my father."

Fuguang: ...

This shrewd appearance made Fuguang speechless, but he was sure again in his heart that he was a good boy.

He has no parents, and lived alone at a young age, but he is optimistic, never mourns for his life experience, and never blames others.He trusts those close to him very much, without hiding anything, like a little sun.

Fuguang tilted his head and looked at him, clearly aware of the anxiety and expectation in the child's eyes, he turned and walked towards the bed, with a light tone: "Okay, let's sleep together."

Seeing the master turn around, the child who thought he would be rejected suddenly raised his head and said in surprise, "Wow, the master agreed!"

Fu Guang didn't make a sound, he sat cross-legged on the kang, and waved to the stunned disciple: "Come here, I'll teach you how to practice."

Chengying hurriedly took off her shoes, socks and outer shirt, climbed onto the kang, and sat down next to the master.

This sitting posture looks like imitating him.

A smile flashed across Fu Guang's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to press the child's back, wisps of spiritual energy passed into the child's body through the palm of his hand, wandering in his veins.

After the spiritual energy circulated in the veins, it condensed in his dantian, opening up a sea of ​​qi in his dantian.

Afterwards, the spiritual energy repeated this running route over and over again, and Fuguang didn't let go of his hand until early in the morning.

After he let go, suddenly there was a weight and a heat source on his leg. Looking down, the child fell asleep at some point, and at this moment, he was already leaning on his leg.

Fu Guang raised his hand, and the thin quilt next to him flew up into the air, spread out, and slowly fell down to cover the child.

A sword energy brushed against the candle, the candle was extinguished, and the room was completely dark.

In the early morning of the second day, amidst the crowing of the rooster, Cheng Ying rubbed her eyes and woke up.

He seemed to think of something, and he rolled up in a jerk, and when he raised his head, he met the expressionless face of the master.

Cheng Ying: QAQ.

"Wake up." Fuguang said lightly.

Cheng Ying blushed: "Wake up, wake up."

He slept with the master, he really slept with the master all night.

As if in a dream, he returned to when his parents were still there, snuggling up to them every night, without fear of wind and rain.

"Wake up and cook."

Master's cold voice pulled him back to reality.

Cheng Ying glanced at Master resentfully, and said: "I don't know how to cook, we orphans all have a unified place to eat, and Palace Master Yun Lian specially sent someone over to cook."

He glanced at the master quietly, and said boldly: "Master is like my father, and it should be the father who cooks for the son."

Fu Guang stood up, Shi Shiran walked to the apprentice, and said confidently: "It's also my first time to be a father. It should be the son who cooks for the father, and honors the father."

Chengying choked, and said incredulously, "I'm a child."

Fuguang argued hard: "I am also a child in Shimen."

Cheng Ying: ...

For the first time, Hao Daer felt his father's love, a little suffocating.

After arguing for a long time about cooking, the two of them had an idea in their minds.

Suddenly I don't really want this master/disciple anymore.

Fortunately, Fuguang is an adult after all, took the lead to take a step back, and said, "I'll take you to a restaurant in the town for dinner."

He still has a clear and cold appearance, and his clean eyes make people afraid.

But Chengying, who had been arguing with him all morning, pouted, had already seen through the bear behind the master's stunning appearance, and was more childish than a child.

August [-]th, the last day of August.

The weather was not good that day, and the light raindrops kept falling, disturbing people's dreams for no reason.

Fuguang looked at the sky, and said to Chengying: "You practice hard at home, I'll go to the restaurant and bring back some food."

Chengying said happily, "I want meat."

Fu Guang nodded slightly: "Okay."

He picked up the worn-out oil-paper umbrella at the door of the room, and walked out against the wind and rain.

After he left, Chengying came to the door quickly, looking at his back disappearing into the rain, with a cheerful and happy smile on his face.

He thought he had been extremely lucky in his life.

Parents love each other and love him to the extreme.Even if the father and mother died in the mouth of sea beasts during the patrol, the palace master sent someone to comfort him and take care of him.All his neighbors took pity on him, and no one bullied him.

After growing up smoothly, the handsome big brother he met on the road became his master. He would bicker and play with him like a friend, and teach him severely like his father. He will also be covered with a quilt.

He is very happy.

Even if he has encountered misfortune, he still believes that the future will be bright and sunny without any haze.

After staring blankly for a while, he turned around and found a futon to sit down on.

He must work hard to cultivate and not let Master down.

When Chengying was practicing at home, Fuguang walked out of the restaurant with food.

When approaching an alley, there was a faint smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

He turned around and walked into a hidden alley with a solemn expression.

The sound of rainwater falling on the oil-paper umbrella was like beads falling into the water, making a ding-dong sound.

The closer Fuguang was to the alley, the stronger the smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

The footsteps turned around a dark alley again and stopped at a corner.

Fu Guang lowered his eyes, and there was a flash of understanding in the eyes under the cover, it really was Biezhi Saintess.

This is preparing to play him.

I saw Biezhi Saintess leaning against the corner of the wall, seemingly unconscious. Most of her body was stained with blood, and her eyes were half closed. I don't know if she is still conscious.

This physical injury cannot be faked, no wonder Zhuyue is so jealous of this woman.

Just because she dared to be so cruel to herself in order to achieve her goal, she knew it was difficult to deal with.

Fu Guang took two steps forward, tilted the umbrella halfway towards Bie Zhi's body, and said anxiously in his tone: "Girl, girl..."

The woman who seemed to be in a deep sleep did not answer him.

Fuguang hesitated for a while, and put the food and umbrella in the storage space, blocking the rain with sword energy all over his body.

He came to Bie Zhi and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to pick him up, and used his sword energy to form a thin barrier between the two of them, like a respectful gentleman who was afraid of being abrupt, but in fact he disliked the blood on his body and didn't want to stain his robe.

With a flash of his figure, he turned into a ray of light across the sky and landed at the door of the house.

He quickly walked into the house and put the person in the next house.

He and his disciples still need to sleep in the house where the master lives, and he doesn't want other branches to get dirty.

After hearing the noise, Cheng Ying thought something had happened.The little short leg ran over quickly, looked at the master first, and was relieved to see that he was unharmed.

"Ah, it's the big sister I met a few days ago." Cheng Ying said in surprise when she saw the blood-stained woman on the bed.

He was fine a few days ago, but he was covered in blood after seeing him for a few days.

(End of this chapter)