Chapter 745

Although Fu Yunsheng doesn't feel the pain now, he doesn't know whether he will feel the pain like now.

No one will fight with his master for more than ten years. He will not have less pain.

He was tired of such a life, so must Fu Yunsheng.

Xie Yu raised his hand, gently pulled his sleeve and asked, "does it hurt?"

In a flash, Fu's eyes changed.

Under the black robe, his white clavicle is blossoming one after another.

The pupil of the eye turns red in an instant. It looks like the best colored glaze. It is bright and bright, and contains evil spirit.

"Yes, it hurts."

His voice was low and hoarse. The burning breath sprayed on Xie Yu's neck, and his slender fingers gently clasped his neck.

Xie Yu was surrounded by him. He obviously felt that he was wrong, but he didn't say anything. He raised his hand and began to give him immortal Qi.

This time, he was more generous than last time, and his immortal spirit flowed into his body like he didn't want money.

After a while, the whole body was not covered.

Withered petals on the face of a piece of dry down.

The man in his arms came up and touched his pale lips at the corner of his mouth. He seemed very tired and his voice was feeble. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Fu Yunsheng, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Tall and tall people slightly a Zheng, in the bow to see the eyes closed Xie Yu.

When he closed his eyes, Xie Yu heard a very light system tone.

[Ding: Fu Yunsheng's liking degree + 5, current total liking degree: 76.]

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of course, the genius of the world of cultivating immortals can't easily faint.

The reason why a genius is a genius is that he is much stronger than ordinary people.

Xie Yu: I'm dizzy. I pretended.

He leaned against the bed and looked at Fu Yunsheng, who was lowering his head to peel fruit for him by the side of the bed. He raised his face slightly.

From the moment he opened his eyes, Fu Yunsheng began to look at him with a very complicated look, and then began to listen to him, doing what he was told to do.

Xie Yu decided to have a good time, but Wuji didn't give him the chance.

The answer that he couldn't find in yunzeshan's book collection was sent to him by Wuji.

The translucent paper crane flew in when Fu Yunsheng went out to buy preserved fruit for him.

The paper crane makes a detour in the room. It seems that he doesn't feel Xie Yu's breath. Xie Yu sits on the bed and stares at it for two seconds before he raises his hand and gently hooks his fingers at it.

The paper crane fell on his hand and spread out slowly.

Wuji seems to be in a hurry. His handwriting is scribbled. Feishu is also written with vermilion pen. It seems that it is folded before it is dry. The vermilion ink stains the paper red and sticks everywhere.

Xie Yu looked down at the book he sent, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was slowly put away.

Half magic.

Fu Yunsheng is a half devil.

When the master of the Fu family killed the demons more than 20 years ago, he left a beautiful witch and gave birth to Fu Yunsheng.

At first, the master of the Fu family didn't take it seriously. When he was tired of it, he killed the witch. Later, when he wanted to kill Fu Yunsheng, but he couldn't, he found that it was wrong.

But it's too late.

He tried his best to use the magic sword in Fu's ancestral hall, but he still failed to kill Fu Yunsheng.

No way, he can only lock up Fu Yunsheng...

"shut up the monster."

The last sentence of Feishu, it says.