Strategy to Attack the System

It was already evening when he returned to Fengyue Peak. As soon as Jiang Fu walked into the yard, he saw the iron cow coming out of the house. He hadn't seen him in just a month. He found that the other party had grown taller, with sharp eyebrows. The dark eyes are like a secluded pool. ---End of this Tanmei, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

Tie Niu smiled at him slightly, the coldness in an instant disappeared, and his smile was gentle and respectful.

"Master, you are back."

Jiang Fu nodded slightly, opened the door and walked in. The room was already equipped with a steaming bathtub. Although the cultivator could use the cleaning spell to keep himself clean, Jiang Fu was still used to such warm bathing.

He raised his hand at will, and the iron cow who followed him quickly stepped forward to undress him.

Jiang Fu discussed magic repairs with other cultivating sects at the foot of the mountain. He also went to the nearby area to investigate relevant information. After a full month of work, he came back. His face showed a rare fatigue, and he waited for nothing else. Let Tie Niu go out if you swear.

Tie Niu lowered his eyebrows and hung his clean robe on the screen, quietly stepped back and guarded the door.

He won the trial meeting four years ago and then became Jiang Fu's disciple.

After staying at Feng Yuefeng for a month, he offered to Jiang Fu to be his internal disciple. The internal disciple was the lowest and busiest among the inner disciples. He was responsible for the clutter and didn’t have time to accept anything. Trial.

Jiang Fu was not willing to give up on him at first, but seeing that he had made no progress since entering Fengyue Peak, there was indeed nothing to do. After asking his wishes many times, he finally stopped insisting and allowed him to become his own internal disciple.

Although Tie Niu had weak spiritual roots and worked hard for a long time only to be slightly better than the outer disciple, but after becoming an internal disciple, it made Jiang Fu particularly appropriate.

Sometimes Jiang Fu couldn't make a single look, and Tie Niu would tacitly hand over a cup of tea or a scroll he often reads. The Tie Niu was like his shadow, with no sense of existence but indispensable.

The thin door panel revealed a halo. Jiang Fu thought that he was still the disciple of the internal affairs under the cultivation base, and had not set up any soundproofing techniques around the house, so Tie Niu could clearly hear the dripping sound inside. The slight sound of splashing water sneaked into his ears from every inch of the window edge.

Warm and wet.

When you close your eyes, you can imagine the infinite snow white, the iron cow stands motionless, the disordered breathing is firmly restrained in the throat, and the blood-red gleam is faintly glowing in the depths of the drooping eyes.

It was not long before Jiang Fu was washed, but after a full hour today, Jiang Fu did not ask him to go in and clean up.

Tie Niu asked loudly and hesitated several times, but did not get an answer. A faint worry arose in his heart, and he shouted for the last time.

"Master! The disciple is offended!"

After waiting for a second, he opened the door decisively and rushed in. When he walked around behind the screen, he was suddenly stunned.

The wood-colored bathtub raised curls of water vapor, Jiang Fu leaned his head against the edge of the bathtub, and slept soundly with his eyes closed.

The long black hair, like a waterfall, floats on the clear water, tangled softly like countless branches growing in the forest, enticing the intruder to be bound willingly.

His shoulders and neck lines are beautiful when exposed on the water, and the wet water drops on it seem to glow, making people dazzled.

Tie Niu's blood was ramming indiscriminately in his limbs, and he was a little breathless for a while, and his face was flushed.

After a long while, he walked to the bathtub lightly, staring at Jiang Fu without turning his eyes, swallowed and asked in a low voice.

"Master? My disciple can help you rest."

Jiang Fu seemed to be really tired, but he didn't even wake up. His sleeping face was quiet and soft, without the cold and estrangement in the weekdays, like a fairy who fell into the world, once he was caught in the smoke, he could no longer escape.

Tie Niu's breath was unconsciously held, and he didn't dare to startle him at all. His straight gaze was like a greedy snake letter licking his smooth forehead, thick and long eyelashes, tall nose and pinkish eyes. Lips.

Flawless, beautiful and delicious.

"Master, the disciple is offended."

Tie Niu gently sighed with strange pleasure. He stretched out his hand and pressed Jiang Fu's shoulder. The smooth touch was like good bone china, which made you love it.

Everyone in the Tiangan faction knows Jiang Fu's inviolability. No one dares to approach him easily on weekdays, and he is also used to keeping a distance from everyone.

So after realizing that he was being touched, even in a deep dream, he subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, frowned, and his trembling eyelashes were struggling to open.

Tie Niu's strength was slightly heavier, leaving red finger marks on his greasy shoulders.

At the same time, a cloud of chaotic black mist spread out from him, slowly rising to envelop Jiang Fu in the bathtub, seeming to drill in along his flesh and blood, and soon disappeared.

But Jiang Fu, who was about to wake up, was suddenly motionless and fell into a deep sleep that could not be broken away.

A slight smile floated on Tie Niu’s face, his fingertips rubbed the corners of Jiang Fu’s eyes, and he lowered his head lovingly to sniff the scent of the scent. The misty water mist was evenly stained with a bit of ambiguity. Suffering and wanting.

"Master"

The low voice gradually overflowed with uncontrollable desire and paranoia. The heavy love turned into a gloomy obsession in the turbulent entanglement over the years, like the haze overwhelming the only ray of light. Separate.

His blushing lips were repeatedly licked, Jiang Fu always lay unconsciously in his arms, unsuspectingly, like a sweet little beast with all his minions pulled out, he was swallowed inch by inch by the ferocious hunting beast. Biting, swallowing it all into the stomach.

He leaned softly against the chest of the iron bull, only wearing a white robe, his slender and flexible body was looming, and his feet were dripping with wet water marks, leaving a trail on the ground.

Tie Niu hugged Jiang Fu on the bed, then knelt by the bed and looked at the quietly sleeping person obsessively, his voice full of grievances.

"Master, you haven't sent a letter this month, I miss you so much."

He leaned his head reluctantly and kissed the dimple on Jiang Fu's cheek, holding his hand against his face, with an affectionate attitude like a loving couple.

Jiang Fu naturally did not speak, and the drooping eyelashes dropped a circle of shadows on the white eyelids, and the lining skin became whiter and greasy and clean, and it could be broken by blowing.

He tilted his head slightly, the lines of the neck fossa were beautiful and moving, and the concave clavicle fossa showed a graceful arc. Alluring people just wanted to fill it with exclusive marks.

Tie Niu's eyes were darkened, and the terrible emotions that filled the depths made people frightening. He bent down slightly, and his slender hand leaned in from the robe covering Jiang Fu's body, slowly kneading it with love.

The low sigh was full of regret.

"Master, when will you find out?"

In the early morning of the next day, Han Yu took the scroll to Fengyue Peak. When he entered the courtyard, he met Jiang who opened the door of the house. Han Yu raised his eyebrows, looking at his lazy appearance with loose clothes, and whistling maliciously.

"Oh, Chengshui, if someone sees your appearance, it is really a great beauty in the realm of cultivation."

Jiang Fu pressed his brow and glanced at him, and said helplessly.

"Senior brother, don't make fun of me. I slept for too long after coming back yesterday, and I just woke up."

He closed his clothes together, and then sat down at the jade table in the courtyard. I don't know when the iron cow appeared behind him carrying the teapot to make two cups of tea, and then quietly stepped aside.

Han Yu sat opposite him, shrugged while handing him the scroll.

"We cultivators could have closed the five senses, but you have to stay asleep as you did before practicing. How much time is wasted."

"If the time mentioned by the brother refers to going down the mountain in the flower alley or sneaking into another school to make trouble, then I would rather sleep in the house peacefully."

Jiang Fu opened the scroll without lifting his head, and after looking at it for a while, he put it down, his face as plain as water.

Han Yu asked strangely.

"Is there still no one you are looking for? This is the last person I can find with the surname Yuan."

Jiang Fu shook his head, as if he had expected such a result long ago, and said with a smile.

"Senior brother, don't worry, the person I'm looking for will always appear."

Han Yu sighed, picked up the teacup and shook it, and said with emotion.

"You are really obsessive, too. Suddenly you are looking for a guy whose surname is Yuan. After looking for so many years, you still refuse to give up. Why, who is she? Could it be the little girl you never forget before you cultivated?"

The Tie Niu behind Jiang Fu had a sudden stop, and gave Jiang Fu a heavy glance.

"No"

Jiang Fu thought for a while, even if he finds Yuan Chen in the future, he still has to tell them, it is better to give them psychological preparations at this time.

So he paused, then changed his words.

"That's it, but he is a man and my future Taoist companion."

"what?"

At the same time, it was Han Yu and Tie Niu who were stunned. Jiang Fu smiled with his chin, and replied in a serious manner.

"Yes, it is indeed the baby relative before I cultivated, but he may have forgotten me, so I want to find him sooner, lest he be snatched away by others."

Han Yu looked at him incredulously and asked in surprise.

"Unexpectedly, Chengshui, you are such an infatuated person, but you are now a real person in the cultivation world. What if he is not a cultivation person, or even is dead, then what should you do?"

The Iron Bull behind Jiang Fu stared at him, his face strained nervously.

Jiang Fu smiled carelessly. The unquestionable and resolute affection for the unknown person is a silent thunder cast in front of anyone who admires him, and the jealous heart of the excited person almost oozes.

"No, I will definitely find him."

Han Yu sighed and shook his head, and said jokingly.

"There are quite a few grievous young girls in the realm of cultivation now."

Jiang Fu smiled and stopped talking about this topic.

"How about the second brother, why aren't you with you?"

"Xiao Li is still at the bottom of the mountain. Yesterday, the big sects were attacked by Moxiu on the way back. You went back early, and Xiao Li and I stayed and dealt with it. Now he is doing the aftermath."

Jiang Fu's smile constricted, frowning and asking.

"Is the situation serious?"

Han Yu shook his head, his face also became serious.

"Like before, every recent magic repair change seems to be a deliberate provocation, leaving not many clues."

Jiang Fu rubbed the rim of the teacup, and his eyes were drooping, and he commanded after a moment of contemplation.

"Call all the disciples to gather in the hall for a while, this time I will completely solve the matter of magic repair."

He became the new head as early as three years ago, and he is usually indifferent, but once he gives orders as head, no one dares to disobey.

Han Yu's face changed slightly, and he stood up and bent down slightly, saluting respectfully.

"Yes, the head."