Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 342 is his punishment for her——

It's really him!

The familiar facial expressions were no longer familiar, and he looked at her with a bone-chilling indifference.

"What are you doing here?" He said, his voice was as magnetic and pleasant as ever, with a hint of alienation and coldness.

"I...disciple came to see Master." Wu Jiuzi replied, her voice was also very calm, but there was a slight tremor that was not easy to detect.

She stood upright all the time, her bright eyes fell on Feng Jian Liu Xiang, not even for a second.

It was him, it was him, not anyone pretending to be.

Although his face was paler, but the temperament around him was something that no one could imitate.

"Is this the etiquette for you to visit your master?" Feng Jian Liu Xiang looked at her indifferently, his eyes were as dark as night.

etiquette?The etiquette of visiting the master?

Wu Jiuzi's slightly sluggish brain turned around,
Uh, yes, when you see the master, you have to kneel down and pay your respects.

For a long time, Fengjian Liuxiang has been exempted from these common etiquettes, and has never made her bow down.Now it's finally brought up...

She lowered her eyes and knelt down slowly: "Disciple pays homage to Master." She bowed her head and kowtowed.

She had about a dozen petals on her body, and she was already in pain from scratching her heart and liver, but this activity made the pain even worse.

Her face was pale, and cold sweat slid down her forehead.

She kowtowed meticulously, with standards, and her movements did not have any moisture.

Kazama Liuxiang looked at her lightly, didn't speak any more, and watched her kowtow.

His face was expressionless, but the fingertips of the fingers holding the flute turned slightly white.

It wasn't until she finished kowtowing that he lifted his hand slightly, and the petals on Wu Jiuzi's body seemed to be urged by an inexplicable force, and they popped out automatically, swaying in the air, and turned into flying ash...

Pulling out the petals is naturally another kind of pain. Wu Jiuzi may have been numb from the pain, but she still didn't make a sound, she clenched her lips tightly and did not move.

With a flick of Kazama Liuxiang's fingertips, a biyingying vial flew into her hand.

Wu Jiuzi continued passively, and the voice of the fragrance in the wind had already sounded like clouds and flowing water: "This is your punishment for breaking into the mountain gate. For the sake of your piousness, I don't care about you as a teacher. This medicine is smeared with flower petals to hurt you." It will heal itself."

It turned out that he really launched the flower array protecting the mountain...

　It was his punishment for her—

　Wu Jiuzi clenched the vial in her hand, as if something was about to burst in her heart, and then spread all over her body, the pain was unstoppable.

She was still kneeling there, and the fragrance in the wind did not make her get up.

Blood slowly gushed out from the place where the petals had been hit, smudged on her light blue shirt, and dripped onto the ground...

"Master."

"Master."

There were two calls from the door, Yan Ruxue, and Lan Zichen ran in and knelt on the ground: "Master, she insisted on breaking in, we can't stop her..."

"I don't blame you, get up." Feng Jian Liu Xiang's voice was still faint, but his tone was much softer.

It can be seen that these two apprentices are very close to his heart, and he is also reluctant to let them kneel down.

　Yan Ruxue, Lan Zichen stood up when he heard the sound, ran to Fengjian Liuxiang and stood beside him.One left and one right, like the golden boy and jade girl beside Guanyin in the painting. ……………………………………………………

Recommend Dong Midi's book "Army Emperor Concubine: The Wasted Concubine Daughter Is Too Arrogant"

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