Chapter 708

Fu Yunsheng, who passed by, turned his head slowly and gave them a light glance. The disciples gathered in a group and were discussing about Xie Yu, Yefu and Wuji.

I don't know why. Fu Yunsheng stood there quietly and listened for a while. When he heard that they finally set up a gambling game to bet on whether Xie Yu would be with Yefu or Wuji in the end, he turned and left without expression.

I can't help thinking of the sentence Xie Yu said to him.

What if everyone likes me in yunzeshan? I only like you.

I don't know why. Fu Yunsheng lowered his head and looked at the white and smooth back of his hand. There was a small yellow flower growing out with a faint fragrance.

Fu Yunsheng raised his hand to cover the flower.

Did not pull it out as yesterday, just so covered, slowly, silent, back to his yard.

Does he like the night breeze?

Fu Yunsheng himself didn't realize it. He slowly frowned.

Yefu...

he thought about Yefu.

Everyone is proud of shiye Shiyu's family, just like shiye Xiuzi.

Kung Fu seems to be good.

Although there is no Xie Yuqiang, except for himself, yunzeshan seems to have only Yefu to fight with Xie Yu.

The light yellow petals on the hand are slowly blooming, and there are some itching on the face, as if there are flowers blooming on the face.

When Fu Yunsheng reacts, he has been standing at the gate of his yard for a long time, and he doesn't know how long he has thought about the night brush.

And he thought about all these things for the sake of...

he had to admit that it was for Xie Yu.

Fu Yunsheng was a little annoyed. He reached out and pulled out the flowers growing on his back, and the blood gurgled out.

The petals full of blood fell all over the ground, and Fu Yunsheng didn't care. He walked into the yard with heavy steps.

He went back to sit down, sitting at the table, eyes on the table did not move the mackerel bead.

It's day now, and the bead is still emitting light and heat.

Let Fu Yunsheng see more and more upset.

He raised his hand and grasped the bead.

I wanted to throw it away, but it stopped in a flash.

Fu Yunsheng took back his hand and threw the bead heavily on the table.

Mackerel bead was stained with a little of his blood, it exuded a faint light, bit by bit swallowed up the surface of the blood.

Fu Yunsheng watched quietly, poured himself a cup of herbal tea and drank it with his head up.

After drinking, his mood was calmed down a lot. He didn't care about the wound, so he went straight in and took the sword. He was ready to practice sword in the yard.

However, as soon as Fu Yunsheng went out, he ran into Xie Yu, who appeared at the gate of his yard with his money bag.

Xie Yu is standing in front of his courtyard door, looking down at the pale yellow petals covered with blood on the ground.

"Why did you come?" Fu Yunsheng was stunned. He hid his bloodstained hands behind his back. He didn't know why he wanted to do this, but he did it directly at that time.

"I can't walk." Xie Yu carelessly raised his eyes, stepped on the petals and stepped in.

He stared at him and closed the wooden door behind him with his backhand. His voice was a little dull and he repeated, "I can't walk anymore. I wanted to go down the mountain, but I can't walk anymore." "Fu Yunsheng, can you take me down the mountain to play?"