Chapter 649: force

Name:White-Robed Chief Author:Xiao Shu
PS: I'm really sorry, the update today may not be timely.

When Chu Li returned to the courtyard, Qiao San was sitting at the stone table to treat his injuries.

Hearing the footsteps, Qiao San opened his eyes and busyly said, "How are you, Master?"

Chu Li sat across from him, looked at him, and said lightly, "Can't die."

Qiao Sanshu breathed out: "The Lord of the Mountain is really a lucky man!"

Chu Li hummed, "He was almost dead, and the woman is here again?"

"Yes." Qiao San nodded softly and smiled bitterly: "I only heard her voice, I have not seen any hands-on situation. I was planning to see the excitement. Before I left, Elder Xia came to find the young master, He said he wanted the young master to hurry up and Shanshan to explain what happened! "

"Liu Yunxin ..." Chu Li frowned.

It seems that the Holy Religion of Light has not yet given up, and treats Funiu Mountain as a soft dumpling.

Xueyue Xuan has her own incarnation, Du Feng, and they dare not mess around again. There is also a Zhuge Tian who has her own incarnation here. She is afraid to come.

"There should be other masters." Chu Li said to himself, then frowned: "Hou Jingzong?"

He thought of a master who was more powerful than Liu Yunxin.

"Young Master?" Qiao San said: "Shan Master said nothing?"

"I haven't awoken yet," Chu Li said, "You're good enough, in case I'm late, wouldn't you give up your life?"

Qiao San smiled: "The young master will not come back, I will start to heal."

Chu Li smiled and nodded.

Qiao San said: "This time the Lord can establish the next Lord?"

Chu Li smiled and stood up: "You have a good way to call me back this time, and the same next time."

Said to enter the house.

Qiao San scratched his head and grinned.

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Zhuge Fengyou woke up, opened his eyes and found that it was his well-known Mogai, which was in his house, and he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There is a warm breath flowing between the chest and abdomen, and he is familiar with this feeling. It is Duerdan.

Have n’t you already run out of Duerdan? How come you have Duerdan again?

With one palm in the back and another in the front, I was swallowed up by the darkness for a moment, and I didn't even think about who had calculated myself. Sure enough, the woman was not credible.

"Master of the mountain ...?" Mu Rongchun's voice seemed to come from a distance, empty and awkward, if there was nothing to hear.

He turned his head and looked at him with two faces, Murong Chun and Xia Liyan.

"Well." Zhu Gefeng responded with an effort.

They immediately smiled.

Zhuge Feng took a deep breath, and worked hard to carry the internal force, so that the warm atmosphere flowed around the body, the facial features slowly recovered, the surrounding sounds could be heard, and things were seen more clearly, and even the gentle flicking of the hairs.

The feeling of escaping from the dead was wonderful, but it also made him feel ashamed. He was too bad. This time he was met by the woman's poisonous hand. He is a pitiful mountain leader, and he has no face to be a mountain host!

"Shan Master, is it better?" Xia Li said: "Yun Gong heals the injury."

Zhuge Feng shook his head: "Who saved me, where did Du'erdan come from?"

He was sober-headed, knowing that Du Erdan was the one who saved himself, and he would never be wrong, but Du Duan had already lost Du Erdan. As a mountain owner, he was fortunate to have served three, and Murong Chun and Xia Liyan were all treated by himself Take.

A total of three Du'erdans were obtained from Funiu Mountain. One of them was Xia Liyan and one of Murong Chun. In the end, he was in danger. Xia Liyan and Murong Chun both gave him the one he served. Where did it come from?

Murong Chun and Xia Li shook their heads in embarrassment: "Stop the mountain, let's not talk about this, you can recover from injury as soon as possible."

"Where's Du Erdan?" Zhuge Feng frowned. "Should I hide this from me?"

"... It was brought by the young master." Murong Chun sighed.

"That evil barrier?" Zhuge Feng hummed. "Where did he get Erdan?"

They shook their heads, and they were also curious.

Murong Chun said: "Anyway, the mountain owner saved his life."

Zhuge Feng's face was gloomy.

Xia Li said: "After all, they are father and son. The blood of the father and son can not be erased. When it is time to save, the young master will still save."

"I would rather die!" Zhuge Feng said coldly.

Murong Chun and Xia Liyan looked at each other and gave a cough.

The other four elders pushed in the door and rushed to Zhuge Feng, holding their fists: "Shan Master."

Zhuge Feng nodded.

Murong Chun and Xia Liyan suddenly stepped back two steps, kneeling before the couch.

The remaining four elders knelt behind them.

The six knelt straight on the couch and looked at him calmly.

Zhuge Feng froze, and waved his hands, "What are you doing!"

He was weak and couldn't exercise violently. He couldn't get out of bed but had to worry.

The man had gold under his knees, kneeling down on his knees, and even his courtiers bowed and saluted even when they saw the emperor. The disciples only bowed their fists to the mountain master, never such a gift.

Murong Chun said: "Our six elders asked the mountain lord, immediately set up the next mountain lord, pass down the mind, lest Funiu Mountain be completely passed down, we cannot be sinners of Funiu Mountain!"

Zhuge Feng put down his hand, sighed, watching their firm look, and slowly nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

Everyone was overjoyed.

They did not expect Zhuge Feng to agree so easily, they thought they would persuade them.

Murong Chun said: "Master, young master can be the next master!"

"Impossible!" Zhuge Feng shook his head and Shen said, "I will set up the next mountain lord tomorrow, but it will never be him!"

"Mountain Master!" Murong Chun said: "If it is not a young master, what is the use of setting up the next Master? If the Master fails, he will die ~ www.novelhall.com ~ How can the next Master survive? Only when the master has amazing skill, can I protect myself, so that I will not sever the whole vein of Funiu Mountain! "

"I decided to make Murong Liang the next master of the mountain." Zhuge Feng waved his hands and said, "You don't have to say much, just stand back!"

"The Lord of the Mountain!" Murong Chun said in a deep voice: "He can only play with cleverness, his qualifications are ordinary, and he is embarrassed!"

Zhuge Feng fell on the couch, turned his head away from listening or watching, and wouldn't change his mind if he died on his knees.

Everyone looked helplessly and stood up.

Xia Liyan glanced at Murong Chun: "It's impossible, just pass it to Murong Liang."

Murong Chun shook his head: "He is embarrassed. He really wants to become the next mountain owner to seek his own way of death. Although he disdains, my father can't watch him die!"

He said he strode away.

At midnight, the moonlight was like water, Chu Li drifted to Zhugefeng's courtyard.

"Who?" A young man in a blue shirt drank, stood out from the shadows, and stood against the sword.

Chu Li glanced at him: "Xiao Tang, I want to say something to him."

"... Yes." Xiao Tang nodded and stepped back.

Chu Li pushed the door into the bedroom and came to Zhuge Feng's bed.

The bedroom was brightly lit, and Zhuge Feng was sitting cross-legged on the couch to treat his injuries. He heard the movement, opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were cold and there was no trace of temperature.

Chu Li took a silk album from his arms and handed it to Zhu Gefeng: "This is the secret that I got."

"Aren't you ruined?" Zhuge Feng said coldly, without reaching for his hand.

"I don't want to see what the secret is?" Chu Li calmly said, without making fun of his righteousness.

Obviously curious to take over to see it, but holding back, pretending that if nothing happens, do not look at it.

Zhuge Feng is really desperately restraining himself, and does not let his eyes look up at the secret coffin. (To be continued.)