The scene in front of him was so ghostly that Wuhua didn't know what kind of expression he should show to welcome this long-awaited reunion with Luo Feiyu.

Because Luo Feiyu...he is now a calf-high round jar.

Yes, it's the squat, broken clay pot that's ugly and ugly and can be seen everywhere.

And its very eye-catching difference is... the bulging earth-yellow jar has eyes, nose and mouth... taken together, it is an enlarged version of Luo Feiyu's face that is so familiar to Wuhua.

When Luo Feiyu turned his back to him, he did look like an ordinary and inconspicuous clay pot, but as soon as he turned his face -

No flowers…

Wuhua stopped silently, turned around and left.

This person's disguise skills and bad taste are getting more and more excessive!

In Japanese ninjutsu, there is also the so-called "substitute technique" of disguising oneself as trees, rocks, etc., which can condense one's energy and hide one's body, almost comparable to the art of transformation in mythology. Wuhua is proficient in Japanese swordsmanship and ninjutsu.

Of course, he also knows the secret of this blinding technique, but... there is no such thing as pretending to have a human face!

It looks like a clay pot turned into spirit...

Having said that, what’s the point of such a disguise???

Wuhua resisted the throbbing veins on the top of his head, feeling that after spending so long with Luo Feiyu, even his own painting style had become wrong.

Luo Feiyu hurriedly removed his disguise, took three steps at a time to catch up, raised his head and asked: "Why is it you? Where is Nangong Ling?"

Wuhua didn't even bother to give him a look and walked forward.

Luo Feiyu secretly laughed in his heart, scurrying around him, and said deliberately: "The young monk is now a master, are you still afraid of a monster like me? How about I turn you into a grass? A stone will do, I will treat myself

You are still very confident in your disguise!”

"..." Wuhua glanced at him coldly, not hiding his disappointment: "I thought that after five years in Shenshui Palace, you would at least make some progress."

Growth is natural, but I'm afraid it's not the kind Wuhua wants.

Luo Feiyu followed him with a playful smile. He hadn't teased Wuhua for a long time, so he was inevitably a little itchy.

While he was in Shenshui Palace, he had been exchanging letters with Wuhua once a month. Wuhua would send him poppies from Shi Guanyin as a token, and he would exchange them for Qi Xing Powder, and by the way, he would learn about Wuhua's movements.

Wuhua seems to be very concerned about his "nourishing" life in Shenshui Palace. Luo Feiyu interprets this as that although Wuhua made a mistake when he was young and married a man, as a nominal "couple", they are always cuckolded.

I feel like I can't get over the hump.

So he made an agreement with Wuhua that as long as Wuhua didn't tempt women outside, he promised not to plant the entire green grassland of Shenshui Palace for him.

Luo Feiyu could pat his chest and say that he had pure friendship with those women. After all, he was really only interested in men. But Wuhua also abided by the agreement, which made Luo Feiyu feel very amused.

In his opinion, Wu Hua was not a true gentleman who could sit back and relax. The bald donkey's noble character was all a disguise. If someone really wanted to seduce him, he would definitely get along with them smoothly, just like Luo Feiyu consummated his marriage with him.

He was so shameless at that time.

But it's strange. Luo Feiyu is obviously in Shenshui Palace, and even if Wuhua breaks the contract outside, he won't know. This monk doesn't have to take the agreement seriously. But every time he writes, Wuhua will emphasize that he has been clean and tidy this month.

, and used this to urge Luo Feiyu to fulfill his promise and not to let him turn green.

And Luo Feiyu, who learned from the system that Wuhua was indeed still a boy... didn't know whether to look up to the sky and laugh wildly, or to be narcissistic. Could it be that he had really touched the bald donkey's mortal heart.

Maybe he came here early. Even though Stinky Bulb has a dark heart, he is not completely hopeless. A flap of his butterfly wings can somewhat restore the respect of the young boss with ulterior motives.

If...well, no, Wuhua can't be a good person in this life, Luo Feiyu will not have such unrealistic expectations.

The probability that Wuhua can change his mind is basically the same as the probability that Luo Feiyu can kill fifty Tiance alone.

He just wanted to tie up the evil monk a little bit where he could, so that he would hurt less innocent lives and have a clear conscience. As for people... he had better hand over the rope to tie up the bald donkey to Chu Liuxiang as soon as possible.

, then whether they fall in love and kill each other or whether their friendship lasts forever will have nothing to do with Luo Feiyu.

"You don't seem to be interested in Tianyi Shenshui at all. Are you so confident?"

Wu Hua said calmly: "If you sneaked into Shenshui Palace for so long and couldn't even accomplish this little thing, it would be of no value."

"How could it be worthless? My life is your life. If I lose my life, what will you do if you die in love?" Luo Feiyu reminded with a smile.

Wuhua looked at him and revealed a sneer that was either disdainful of being restrained or contemptuous and sarcastic.

Luo Feiyu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little faint.

What does this mean? Nothing more than that? A dirty trick? Just for your own good?

Could it be that he...guessed something?

But if Wuhua knew that he was not poisoned, given his character, if Luo Feiyu didn't just kill him with a knife, would Luo Feiyu still keep him for the New Year?

Luo Feiyu thought about it and felt that this might be a kind of temptation. This man was extremely averse to being controlled by others. If he was deceived like this, wouldn't he be playing into his own agenda?

He then showed no timidity and said very proudly: "While I was away, you must have thought a lot of ways to figure out the ingredients of the antidote, right? What's the matter, have you found a way out? As long as you can tell me something, I will take your surname.

"Luo Feiyu still trusts the system's encryption.

Wuhua was silent for a while and avoided answering: "Then do you want your surname to be 'Li' or 'Tianfeng'? Speaking of which, after so many years of marriage, I still don't know your real name."

This person’s sister is named Xue Honghong and his brother is named Xue Bin. Could it be that his name is Xue Xiu?

Luo Feiyu was choked by his shamelessness and couldn't help but sneer: "Master is so shameless. The person who married you is named Changsun Hong. What does it have to do with me?"

Wuhua stopped, turned to stare at him and asked: "We have already consummated our marriage, do you want to deny it?"

Get your head round! Luo Feiyu felt kidney pain when he thought of that night. Instead of being angry, he smiled: "You can't even use a real sword or a real gun, so you still take it seriously? Hey, Master, after so many years, could it be that he hasn't studied the Long Yang Eighteen clearly yet?

Mode?"

"..." Wu Hua circled around and felt that he was being led astray by Luo Feiyu again. He was too lazy to show off his rhetoric with him. Luo Feiyu couldn't make waves in his palm anyway, so it didn't hurt to let him be proud for a moment. He shook his head.

, smiled like a good-tempered person: "Do you know what your mother has said in her letters to you in recent years?"

"!" Luo Feiyu was suddenly shocked. He almost forgot about Shi Guanyin. He had deceived him and promised Shi Guanyin a lot of territory, but those were all empty promises. Could Shi Guanyin...!

Seeing his expression tightening, Wuhua patted him on the shoulder lightly and heavily: "You owe me another favor. I advise you not to go too far. Haikou would dare to make a promise in front of his mother. If it weren't for me,

I'm here to help you, and if your identity is revealed one day, I'll see how you end up."

Luo Feiyu's eyes widened and he said in horror: "Did you do something to feel sorry for me, so you are trying so hard to get me...ah sneeze——!"

In the Shenshui Palace Mountains, it is like spring all year round, but outside the mountains it is the cold winter season that is approaching the end of the year. Luo Feiyu is wearing a Qin Feng school uniform with exposed arms and shoulders. Even though he has internal strength, he is really cold.

A group of things covered him head-on, and he caught it in a hurry, but was left behind by Wu Hua.

Opening it up, it turned out to be a soft burqa.

Luo Feiyu was slightly speechless. This man's thoughtfulness and meticulousness were truly impeccable.

But Wu Hua no longer wanted to talk to him. He didn't know what kind of nerve he had made to want to see Luo Feiyu. Anyway, he was extremely kind to Luo Feiyu. Since this man loved to show off his cleverness, let him show off his wits enough.

Bar.

"Can't you tell that the master is so considerate and knows how to care for others?" Luo Feiyu smiled playfully, but continued to tease Wuhua calmly, but his heart slowly sank.

He realized that Wuhua might... really plan to do something to him. Before execution, the prisoners should always be fed and go on their way happily.

Wuhua would not be nice to him for no reason. Luo Feiyu recalled the opportunity for him to enter Shenshui Palace, and his fingertips gradually became cold.

He could vaguely guess what he was going to face. Wuhua had probably planned today's situation when he met Chu Liuxiang in the West Lake. This man's scheming was really terrifying.

…But it’s not without hope.

Luo Feiyu suppressed his nervousness about the future and returned to the world of swords and swords step by step.

Nangong Ling took advantage of Ren Ci's "illness" and put Ren Ci and Ren's wife Qiu Lingsu under house arrest. He told the outside world that the gang leader was seriously ill and could not be disturbed. Everyone in the Beggar Clan knew that he was filial, so no one doubted him.

But after all, Nangong Ling couldn't poison Ren Ci to death in one go, which would increase his suspicion. Qiu Lingsu was proficient in poison techniques, and with her taking care of him, Nangong Ling couldn't do it even if he wanted to send Ren Ci to death.

So as soon as Luo Feiyu brought back the fake Tianyi Shenshui, it immediately became useful.

After all, Nangong Ling is not as meticulous as Wu Hua. In recent years, he has spent a lot of money in order to win people's hearts. But in order to establish a reputation in the world, he must not take ill-gotten wealth. When he was in a hurry, he trusted Qiu Lingsu and thought

Use Qiu Lingsu's connections when he was young to collect money for him.

After Wuhua learned about this, she reprimanded him fiercely. But he had expected that Qiu Lingsu would make a move, so he was not unprepared.

"Tomorrow, there should be a settlement between you and Ren Ci." Wuhua has no feelings at all for the enemy who killed his father. "Since you have sent Qiu Lingsu's four letters on her behalf, you will understand

Someone has dealt with the visitor, but please remember to be cautious in the future."

Nangong Ling obeyed his words, put away the "Tianyi Divine Water", suppressed his inner struggle and asked: "Zhamuhe and others are not fuel-efficient lamps, can you really deal with them?"
Chapter completed!