Yun Xiaoxian leaned over to look at the big hole on the roof, and then cast incredible eyes at the two people standing beside him. His mouth opened and closed, and it took him a long time to speak: "Meteorite?"

Zhaoyue was serious and nodded: "Meteorite."

He raised his head and glanced at Fu Chen, standing beside her, holding his hands in his sleeves, and his face was solemn, and he saw his voice coming: "Meteorite."

The two people in front of him sang and reconciled, which made Yun Xiaoxian's scalp numb.

"How could it be injured?" After a long time, he squatted down and picked up a piece of broken tiles, held it in his hand and flipped it over a few times.

His Medicine King Valley is surrounded by barriers from all directions, so why did he inexplicably smash a meteorite?

Zhaoyue smiled and hit Fu Chen next to her elbow: "I'm fine, he was hit."

Yun Xiaoxian stared at him and swept back and forth a few times on Fu Chen's body. Then he snorted coldly between his teeth, and shouted in his arms with his stomach "Ouch Ouch Ouch".

Everything that happened in front of him made him laugh dryly.

These two people are the ones who follow you!

Knowing that he couldn't find out why, Yun Xiaoxian raised his hand and greeted: "Chongwu, hurry up and practice it."

Chongwu clasped his fists with both hands and replied.

"Then I won't stay much. Today, all the immortals are coming, and I have to go to socialize." He said as he walked out, muttering and walking quickly.

Fu Chen looked at his left back and glanced at Chongwu who was repairing the roof with a group of disciples.

Although it was very subtle, he felt obvious hostility.

Following his eyes, the hostility actually fell on Zhao Yue.

The woman in front of her seemed to have not noticed it at all. She stretched and walked towards the kitchen. Halfway through, she turned around and asked him: "Do you still want a bowl of rice porridge and a steamed bun?"

He frowned and looked at her with disgust: "Don't insert that steamed bun back with chopsticks!"

Zhao Yue waved her hand without looking back.

It would be strange if she could understand such a request!

Fu Chen looked at Zhao Yue's back, but the light from the corner of his eyes did not move away from Chongwu beside him for a moment.

He always felt that the man's gaze at her was a little unusual, not awe, not strangeness, but hostility and hatred, although only a subtle moment, was still captured by him.

Based on his understanding of Zhaoyue, even if she noticed such subtle things, she would not take them seriously.

Fu Chen did not wait for the rice porridge that Zhaoyue brought in in the end, leaving her confused, holding the plate and looking at the room where there were no signs of others in front of her.

Where did this little bastard go?

A hundred meters away, he hurried towards the medical center.

Along the way, representatives of various immortal sects invited by Yun Xiaoxian appeared in their eyes from time to time, including the Feather Clan, the Heavenly Clan, the Kunlun Palace, the Tianqian Dao... more than a dozen large and large immortal sects.

His Xuantian Star Coat was particularly eye-catching among the crowd and absorbed all his eyes.

Without even stopping, he hurriedly ran to the medical center, crossed the threshold, and saw the familiar green clothes from afar, and ran over quickly: "Senior Brother Chongwen, I have something to do with you."

The man who was struck by thunder the day before yesterday was burnt and tender inside, was pressed on the bed by three strong men and put on the secret medicine of the Extreme Moon Sect. The man who was roaring was so loud that he had just got out of bed with a green shirt. He was so angry that he was trembling with a trembling smile.

"Ah, it's Fuchen."

He was stunned, his eyebrows were condensed into a lump. He looked at Chongwen in front of him. His hand, which was originally trying to pull him, paused in the air. He looked at his face in surprise: "Your voice..."

"It's okay to do something, I'm shouting." Chongwen turned around swayingly, pointed to the table inside, and said, "Come in and say."

Fu Chen's heart tightened. He guessed that he was being smeared by Zhaoyue's secret medicine for the extreme moon sect. He couldn't help but feel sympathy. He stepped forward, supported him steadily, and walked in.

Although Chongwen saved his life, Tian Lei's injury was too serious that time. The external injuries seemed to be healed, but his whole body still had a severe pain when he moved.

He didn't want people to think that he was a useless person. He forced himself to walk around in one day.

"The sky thunder is not a trivial matter, you should stay in bed and rest." Fu Chen carefully stabilized him, took his strength and gently helped him sit on the chair.

"It's so uncomfortable to lie down all the time." He smiled faintly, with a slight sadness in his eyes.

Fu Chen poured a glass of water from the side and handed it to him, and sat down beside him.

"Master didn't mean it. She was anxious at the time and didn't consider the direction." The voice was filled with gentle aura, which made Chongwen turn curiously and look at his side face.

The little fox in front of him lost his arrogant and domineering look some time ago, and the fox ears on his head were slightly raised, feeling very guilty.

Chongwen smiled lightly and tried hard to reach out and hammer his chest: "What are you thinking! Am I fine!"

Seeing him pretending to be relaxed, Fu Chen felt even more guilty.

"What's the urgent matter for you to find me?"

As soon as he mentioned it, Fu Chen quickly straightened his body and spoke hesitantly: "Senior Brother Chongwu, can you have a holiday with my master?"

"Celebrate the festival?" Chongwen was stunned with the cup in his hand, his eyes sank, looking at his reflection in the water, and pursed his lips: "If you say there is...but that's not a festival."

"Do you know what happened to me?"

Chongwen turned his head, looked at the little fox in front of him, and spoke: "Do you know that Yue Zun had come to the Medicine King Valley a hundred years ago, and almost started fighting for a Ganoderma lucidum."

"Know."

"Yuezun made a quirky trick and bullied Junior Sister Yun Surou in public. She was still a girl who had not yet been married, but Yuezun changed her clothes to someone who was extremely unrestrained and inhumane clothes."

"I know this, too."

"At that time, the eldest brother Chongwu and his junior sister Yun Surou had a good time."

Speaking of this, he raised his hand and took a sip of water. The temperature was just right, gently stroked his hoarse voice.

"We can't say that we have a good relationship, we should say that we have a private life."

When he said this, Fuchen knew something.

"I'm angry with the beauty?"

"No." Chongwen's hoarse voice sounded, denying Fuchen's speculation, "But since then, Junior Sister Yun Surou left the Medicine King Valley and no longer contacted him. The Chongwu General's inability to see the one he loved and the resentment of being unable to say a word to her was piled on Yue Zun."

Putting down the empty cup in his hand, he raised his eyes and looked at Fu Chen in front of him: "This time Yue Zun entered the valley again, Chongwu was waiting at the exit of the maze with the heart to kill her."

After hearing this, Fu Chen gently stroked his lips thoughtfully.

The woman she liked was bullied in public, and then Zhao Yue drew a green turtle that could not be washed off on her face. It was normal to hold her and kill her, but...

"I went back to Yuntian, why can't I contact her again?"

Chongwen smiled and put down the water cup in his hand.

"Yun Surou has never liked Chongwu."

These words were really straightforward, and Fu Chen, who had just thought about the causes and consequences, had a half-beat of thought.

"What Yun Surou likes is that the person who can take over the master of the Medicine King Valley. This valley that produces high-quality elixirs is of great significance to the feather royal family."

It is not only of great significance to the feather royal family, but it is probably also of great significance to the Heavenly Clan.

Fusang wanted to marry Yun Surou, because Yun Surou could bring him great benefits. Not only did the feather tribe turn a blind eye to him, but also the Medicine King Valley is sandwiched in it.

Chongwen looked at Fu Chen with a deep thought and smiled: "My master once said clearly to Emperor Yun that Chongwu lacked talent and did not intend to pass the valley to him. How could a person as smart as Yun Surou contact him again?"

"So he counts these things on my master, right?"

In his eyes, Chongwen's slow nodding figure was reflected.

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Zhaoyue: I think you have been too much recently.

Fuchen:...?

Zhaoyue: I clearly tried my best to save you, but you took off your clothes at any time.

Fuchen: You don’t like it?

Zhaoyue: How do you see that I like it?

(Unlock the waist with a click)

Fuchen: That's what I like.
Chapter completed!