After Zhou Xuanyi spoke, Fu Cheng felt that his face was a little feverish, he was a big man who had several tempers with Zhou Xuanyi because of this matter, but the person was brought upstairs by Fu Cheng himself, no matter how you look at it, it can't be Zhou Xuanyi's fault.

Zhou Xuanyi continued: "I won't mention it in the future, and you don't have to show your face." Zhou Xuanyi didn't have so much energy because he was distracted by his feelings, in order not to destroy the two Rao camps, it was indeed the best choice to divide the forbidden area in advance.

Fu Cheng lowered his head and hummed shallowly, this page is over.

It wasn't until the evening that Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi came to Bailu City slowly, and he first helped him to the broken temple. Although Song Chuan will also take care of people, Fu Cheng just feels at ease to put this person under his nose.

Jin Ling's reaction was whirring, she knew at a glance that the relationship between the two was about to break the ice, her eyes turned around between the two, and finally showed an old mother-like smile that Fu Cheng couldn't understand at all, which was a little meaningful.

"Brother Zhou is back. Jin Ling said with a grin.

"Come back and rest. Fu Cheng hurriedly replied, as if he didn't want Jin Ling to see anything.

"Then I'll make something delicious. Jin Ling is worthy of being a good person, and her heart is like a mirror but she does not pierce it, but leaves a chance for the two to be alone.

Fu Cheng looked at the smoke lit in the back kitchen, and there was a smell of rice in his nose, and he suddenly felt soft. Before Zhou Xuanyi came to break the temple, it was rare for Jin Ling to cook, she was sometimes more like a rough old man than Fucheng, she was lazy when she was lazy, and she could be good when she was good. But since Zhou Xuanyi came, as long as Zhou Xuanyi was at home, Jin Ling almost cooked, I really don't know if he was fascinated by ghosts or fainted.

And this ruined temple finally feels like home.

Fu Cheng helped Zhou Xuanyi sit down, half knelt in front of Zhou Xuanyi, and lifted the other party's trouser leg, Zhou Xuanyi hurriedly held down Fu Cheng's hand and said, "Don't." ”

Fu Cheng was rarely tough, and rolled his trouser legs above his knees, revealing the scar.

Zhou Xuanyi looked at Fu Cheng with a little emptiness, for fear that he would see that his legs were good legs, but he saw that he seemed to be a little lost, like a big dog who had been wronged. What's going on? Zhou Xuanyi couldn't guess what Fu Cheng was thinking.

Fu Cheng stretched out his hand to cover Zhou Xuanyi's knee, but he let go after touching it weakly, but Zhou Xuanyi felt that something warm was crawling all the way up along his knee, straight to his heart, like a snail, leaving a long water stain where he crawled, crispy and numb.

Zhou Xuanyi looked at Fu Cheng, but he felt as if he was being supported by himself, so he quickly tidied up Zhou Xuanyi's pants and lowered his head and said nothing. Zhou Xuanyi could see that he was afraid of something, Fucheng didn't kill people, he was afraid that others would touch him, and he was also afraid of seeing familiar people hurt.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't know what Fu Cheng had experienced in Zhengxuan Mountain, and what kind of mysterious past he had in the bell tower of Bailu City, but at this moment he was thinking that if Fu Cheng hadn't experienced that, if he could grow up safely, he should be a very good person.

Fu Cheng coughed lightly and said, "I'll go and decoct the medicine for you." He took the prescription prescribed by Liu Qingqing and went to work.

Zhou Xuanyi stared at Fu Cheng's back, feeling empty in his heart, he wanted more than that, he wanted more between him and Fu Cheng. He clenched his fists, and he had to find a way to get back to the temple.

Zhou Xuanyi sat on the stone bench, with the crutch given to him by Fu Cheng on his lap, and casually flicked the eagle's beak on the crutch, clicked, and broke in the middle, revealing the cold light of the sword body.

Zhou Xuanyi thought that Fu Cheng gave him this delicate thing, he had always used him as a crutch, and he had forgotten that there was such a good use.

It was even more impossible for Fu Cheng to think that just because he sent a cane, Fu Cheng sent Zhou Xuanyi back to Song Chuan's house and had another accident the next night.

That night, Fu Cheng was asleep, the broken temple is much more comfortable than the bell tower, Fu Cheng has not returned to the broken temple for a long time to fall asleep, he should have slept sweetly, but he couldn't sleep well that night. Before going to bed, Fu Cheng thought about the whole thing in his mind as usual, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't get around Zhou Xuanyi, the ancestor.

He thought about a lot of things, thought of the other man's limping back, thought of the scar on his leg. Fu Cheng felt that he was a little sickly, and he actually felt a little pitiful for Zhou Xuanyi.

Fu Chengcong's living environment told him to be strong, strong enough to be able to protect the people around him and prevent them from getting hurt.

Fu Cheng was thinking about things, when he suddenly heard a cry of pain from the courtyard next door, and then Song Chuan's hoarse roar - "Help!"

Fu Cheng immediately picked up the Miao knife under the pillow, didn't even put on a robe, and jumped up from the wall.

When Fu Cheng entered Song Chuan's courtyard, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Zhou Xuanyi only wore a middle coat, holding the crutch given to him by Fu Cheng, the mechanism of the crutch was opened, Zhou Xuanyi stood in the middle of the courtyard, the moonlight spread on him, and the whole person looked quiet and weird. And Song Chuan climbed to the jujube tree on the side, holding the branch and not letting go. At this time, seeing Fucheng was like seeing a life-saving benefactor, and screamed, "You can be regarded as coming." ”

Fu Cheng was completely confused by the scene in front of him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Chuan hugged the branch, the whole person trembled like a ball of squirming leaves, and said, "He, he, he wants to kill me." ”

"Kill you?"

Song Chuan said: "Did you tell him about my messing with him?"

Fu Cheng wondered even more, "I didn't." ”

Song Chuan roared, "Then why does he want to kill me?"

"He's going to kill you?" No, Zhou Xuanyi doesn't look like such a caring person, and besides, he hasn't mentioned Song Chuan to Zhou Xuanyi, there is no reason to kill someone suddenly.

Fu Cheng walked in front of Zhou Xuanyi suspiciously, he was sure to stand in the middle of the courtyard, his mouth was pursed into a line, and there was no other expression. Fu Cheng called out tentatively, "Ancestor, Zhou Xuanyi!"

Zhou Xuanyi didn't answer him, Fu Cheng almost suspected that he was acupuncture.

Fu Cheng asked Song Chuan again, "Is he awake or asleep?"

Song Chuan wanted to cry without tears, "Where do I know?"

Fu Cheng stretched out his hand and swept it in front of Zhou Xuanyi, and Zhou Xuanyi's eyes didn't blink.

Fu Cheng could only ask again, "What did you do to him?"

"What do you mean by what did I do to him?!" Song Chuan suddenly became excited, "Why don't you ask him what happened to me?" I slept well, he suddenly rushed in, cut me without saying a word, and almost stabbed me to death with a sword. ”

"Oh," Fu Cheng replied lightly, "So what now?"

Song Chuan was so angry with Fucheng's indifferent attitude that he co-authored, Zhou Xuanyi's life was valuable, and he Song Chuan's life didn't matter, right? Song Chuan complained: "What else can I do? You get him away for me! Get him away! Either he goes or I go, and I can't get along with him." ”

Fu Cheng secretly slandered himself, Song Chuan was like a woman who couldn't get by. He looked at Zhou Xuanyi in front of him helplessly, and thought, "I want to get him away, how can I get him away?"

Fu Cheng took a step towards Zhou Xuanyi, and stretched out his hand to test it, "You go back with me?"

Zhou Xuanyi suddenly went crazy, and the sword in his hand didn't stab over, Fu Cheng didn't expect him to have such a hand, so he staggered and dodged, and at the same time pointed at the big hole on Zhou Xuanyi's arm with his backhand.

That is, Fu Cheng reacted quickly, Fu Cheng didn't expect Zhou Xuanyi to have such a hand at all, after all, Zhou Xuanyi acted like a patient before, he subconsciously regarded Zhou Xuanyi as an object that needed to be protected, but he didn't expect that the supported eagle falcon would always heal at some point, revealing his originally sharp claws. The current Zhou Xuanyi is as murderous as Fu Cheng when he first met him.

Zhou Xuanyi's whole person became very different from before, the lame leg did not slow down his mobility, his reaction was more sensitive, and his speed was getting faster and faster. Fu Cheng's hand didn't touch Zhou Xuanyi's arm at all, and when Zhou Xuanyi staggered, he instantly circled behind Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng snorted, surprisingly serious, he didn't look back, as if he had eyes on his back, the Miao knife broke out of the air, and his right arm suddenly stabbed at a strange and tricky angle. I only heard a cracking sound, and a violent knife accurately hit Zhou Xuanyi's wrist.

"Are you really?"

The knife that Fu Chengjin brought was not sharpened, and the Miao knife just knocked Zhou Xuanyi's wrist out of a bruise, and it swollen after a while.

Of course, Zhou Xuanyi didn't speak, he snorted in pain, and at the same time that his right hand was out of strength, his left hand actually caught the falling hilt, and the second sword also came.

The second sword was towards Fu Cheng's back, Fu Cheng was secretly surprised in his heart, Zhou Xuanyi's physical condition was best known to him, and he was too heavy, no matter how he recuperated, he should only have recovered three or four successes now. And even Zhou Xuanyi, who only has three or four successes, can't let Fu Cheng look at it. It's hard to imagine what it would be like if he was injured? Fu Cheng guessed that the sound Zhou Xuanyi should be an opponent on a par with him, no, under the premise that Fu Cheng couldn't kill him, Zhou Xuanyi might really be able to kill himself.

It seems to be the quality of many years of life and death battle, strangely, the more Fu Cheng is in danger, the more relaxed his hands become, and the Miao knife rotates rapidly, like a constantly rotating umbrella, blocking Zhou Xuanyi's attack.

Zhou Xuanyi's wrist was reversed, and he pulled out the scabbard with the swollen hand, which he had no strength or head. But he didn't seem to need much strength, and vaguely, he seemed to see the gap in the invisible shield of the city, and while his left hand did not give up the attack, he threw his right hand fiercely. The defenses of the city were immediately crushed.

Fighting, Fu Cheng was a little angry, this person wanted to go up to the bell tower with him, but he wanted to ask questions he didn't want to answer, and now he was embarrassed and caused trouble for himself, thinking about it, Fu Cheng was like revenge, and his subordinates were no longer serious.

Fu Cheng's reaction was extremely fast, and he immediately bent his knees and sank to bypass Zhou Xuanyi's oncoming sword, and at the same time, the back of the knife quickly hit Zhou Xuanyi's kneecap.

Fu Cheng's move was a bit damaged, he knew where Zhou Xuanyi's weakness was, and hit the snake seven inches. After this fight, Fu Cheng himself was in a good mood, the depression on the bell tower disappeared cleanly, and Zhou Xuanyi just didn't clean it up.

With a knife on his back, Zhou Xuanyi snorted and knelt down uncontrollably. Just when the battle in Fucheng was already over, Zhou Xuanyi just weakened his knees, and then rolled on the spot and stood up again.

This lame man usually has to walk on crutches, but he is so tenacious when he moves, is he going to fight with himself?

Fu Cheng began to think about it after realizing it, he had such a difficult time to resist, how did Song Chuan survive? and thought again, fortunately Song Chuan was fine, otherwise Fu Cheng would have been a big sin.

Fu Cheng had no murderous intent, Zhou Xuanyi's eyes were sharp, as if Fu Cheng was his father's killer.

After thinking about it, the two fought again, and even Jin Ling was awakened. Jin Ling was draped in a red robe and sat on the wall, holding an Emei thorn in his hand. Her eyes narrowed slightly, with a maturity that did not match her age, like a hunter lurking in the dark, ready to join the battlefield at any moment. Fu Cheng can't kill people, Jin Ling's task is particularly important, when Fu Cheng has no murderous intentions, or when he is in danger, he will shoot quickly. Therefore, don't look at Jin Ling as just a girl, although her martial arts skills are not as good as half of Fucheng, but her experience and judgment far exceed ordinary people, knowing when to do it, how to give a fatal blow, this is a technical job.

Although Jin Ling likes Zhou Xuanyi, when Fucheng's life is in danger, he still accurately stands on Fucheng's side, and is ready to kill the other party at any time. At the moment, there is no need for Jin Ling to make a move.

Jin Ling couldn't be wrong to look at Rao, although Zhou Xuanyi's coming was fierce, his movements were getting slower and slower.

As she expected, Zhou Xuanyi gradually stopped, and his body even kept trembling.

After making sure that Fu Cheng was not worried about his life, Jin Ling jumped off the wall and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know," Fu Cheng shook his head, "sleepwalking." ”

Song Chuan interjected, "This is murder! This is murder!"

Fu Cheng said to Jin Ling: "You go and see Chuan." ”

Fu Cheng took the opportunity to take away the sword in Zhou Xuanyi's hand, thinking that Zhou Xuanyi, the ancestor, could really cause trouble wherever he went. Zhou Xuanyi was like a monster who suddenly lost his blood, and his whole person suddenly softened. Zhou Xuanyi's eyes were still open, but they were already blank.

Zhou Xuanyi's strange behavior just now is estimated to be a stress reaction, and he suddenly concentrated all his energy, and it is estimated that he will have to cultivate for a few days afterwards and will not be able to do it. If it's a knee-jerk reaction, it's supposed to be a move after encountering danger.

Danger? Fu Cheng turned his head to look at Song Chuan, he had just been fished down from the tree by the golden bell, and he couldn't see it clearly when he was hidden in the leaves just now, and then he saw that Song Chuan's body was bloody, and a sword broke through his chest, probably to split him in half. Fu Cheng shook his head, Song Chuan didn't even dare to kill a chicken, let alone Zhou Xuanyi?

Jin Ling asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Chuan trembled like a sieve, ignoring his injuries, pointed at Zhou Xuanyi and said, "Take him away, take him away......"

"Hey, you're exaggerating," Jin Ling checked left and right, and said with a smile, "The skin is traumatic, and there are no muscles and bones." ”

Song Chuan was about to be driven crazy, but he kept repeating: "Take it away, take it away." ”

Fu Cheng said: "I won't scare you." He instructed Jin Ling again, "Jin Ling, Chuan is handed over to you." ”

Fu Cheng took Zhou Xuanyi back to the broken temple, placed him on his bed, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at him. The strange thing is that Fu Cheng didn't feel that there was anything strange about this incident happening to Zhou Xuanyi afterwards, and it was not strange that anything happened to Zhou Xuanyi. Zhou Xuanyi kept his eyes open, and the moment the back of his head was next to the pillow suddenly relaxed, he seemed to finally notice the tiredness, and his eyelids were fighting up and down.

Fu Cheng said, "Sleep, I'm here." ”

Zhou Xuanyi didn't know if he understood, he looked at Fu Cheng suspiciously, his expression was really like an insecure child. Zhou Xuanyi's eyes couldn't support it anymore, and after struggling a few times, he finally closed it slowly and fell asleep.