Although Fu Yunsheng doesn't feel pain now, he doesn't know if he will feel no pain in the future like now.
He has occupied this body for more than ten years, and he has also fought with him for more than ten years. The owner of the body will hurt, and he will hurt too. No one needs it, and the other hurts less.
He was already tired of this kind of life, and Fu Yunsheng must be too.
Xie Yu raised his hand, gently grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Does it hurt?"
In an instant, Fu Yunsheng's eyes changed.
Under the black robe, one enchanting red flower after another is blooming on his snow-white collarbone.
The pupils of the eyes turned crimson in an instant, like the best glass, bright and bright, with a trace of evil.
"Yeah, it hurts."
His voice was low and hoarse, his scorching breath sprayed on Xie Yu's neck, and his slender fingers gently clasped his neck.
Xie Yu was surrounded by him, and he obviously felt that something was wrong with him, but he didn't say anything, and raised his hand to give him immortal energy.
This time, he was even more generous than last time, and a steady stream of immortal energy entered his body as if he didn't need money.
After a while, the warm current enveloped the whole body.
The velvet flowers on the cheeks gradually withered, and the dry petals fell down one by one.
The person in his arms came closer, and touched the corners of his mouth with slightly pale lips. He seemed very tired, and his voice was a little weak, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Fu Yunsheng, it doesn't hurt anymore."
The tall and slender man was slightly startled, and when he lowered his head, he saw Xie Yu with his eyes closed.
When closing his eyes, Xie Yu heard a very soft system beep.
[Ding—Fu Yunsheng's favorability degree +5, current total favorability degree: 76.]
Of course, it is impossible for a genius in the world of cultivating immortals to faint so easily.
The reason why a genius is a genius is because he is much stronger than ordinary people.
Xie Yu: I'm dizzy, I pretended it.
He leaned on the bed and looked at Fu Yunsheng who was peeling fruit for him with his head bowed beside the bed, and 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 obey him, doing whatever he told him to do.
Xie Yu decided to enjoy it for a while, but Wuji didn't give him this chance.
The answer he couldn't find in the Yunze Mountain collection was passed on to him by Wuji.
The translucent paper crane flew in when Fu Yunsheng went out to buy him preserved fruit.
Zhihe circled around the room, as if he didn't feel Xie Yu's breath, Xie Yu sat on the bed staring at it for two seconds before raising his hand, and gently hooked his fingers towards it.
The paper crane landed on his hand and slowly unfolded.
Wuji seemed to be in a hurry, his handwriting was scribbled, Feishu was also written with a vermilion pen, it seemed that it was folded before it was dry, the vermilion ink stained the paper and stuck everywhere.
Xie Yu looked down at the Feishu sent by him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared.
half devil.
Fu Yunsheng is a half-demon.
When the head of the Fu family killed the demons more than 20 years ago, he left behind a beautiful witch, and gave birth to Fu Yunsheng with that witch.
The Patriarch of the Fu family didn't take it seriously at first, and when he got tired of it, he killed the witch. Later, when he wanted to kill Fu Yunsheng but couldn't kill him, he realized something was wrong.
But it was too late.
He tried his best, even using the magic knife offered in the Fu family's ancestral hall, but he still couldn't kill Fu Yunsheng.
He had no choice but to lock Fu Yunsheng up.
"Shut up the monster."
The last sentence of Feishu reads like this.