Flying Dust Chapter 80.2

Flying Dust Chapter 80.2:

 

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Wen Qianliu gritted his teeth and took the pill.

 

“Oh … I forgot to tell you, you might as well try to see if you can find Bai Jingxi to draw out this worm.” Kemoluo lowered her head to meet Wen Qianliu’s eyes, “Remember to let none of these ten famous swords remain within a month.”

 

“I will follow your orders.” Wen Qianliu’s resentment was immense. Within a month, it’s a good thing he still has his Thousand Cloud Sword, otherwise how could he have accomplished this kind of task? But even if he accomplished it, Kemoluo probably wouldn’t give him the antidote.

 

He heard that she has some grudges with Bai Jingxi, and since she said that she would let him go to Bai Jingxi, then he must go and give it a try.

 

In a tea shop in a small town in the Central Plains, an eighteen or nineteen year old boy was beating his chest with one hand, and with the other hand, he hooked over the teapot and poured the tea directly into his mouth. The handsome man beside him took the teapot over and put his finger on the boy’s throat, “Feichen, if you choke, you’ll only feel worse if you desperately pour water.”

 

Mo Feichen was choked that his tears were fast falling, miserable shouted: “Yun Feng save me… I’m dying …”

 

Several guests beside them watching them couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit, the waiter in the side is also the same. According to theory, their tea shop’s delicious ‘egg yolk pastry’ is good, however this guest ate too fast and choked for a long time and it did not go down so there were already a lot of jokers around.

 

He Yunfeng’s acupoints are right, Mo Feichen’s throat has been dilated, and the accumulation of pressure points will go down.

 

He Yunfeng fingers massaged his sore throat, helplessly said, “How to get half a day, I have not died yet but you choked to death. If that’s the case, you can’t expect me to choke myself to death and martyr myself with you.”

 

Mo Feichen laughed, “I can’t let you die for love, that’s only for a man and a woman. Of course, you have to bury me properly and prepare some tasty snacks everyday to pay tribute to me, so that I don’t have to be hungry in the underworld!”

 

He Yunfeng shook his head, but hugged him into his arms, not caring about the probing gazes from all around, “Feichen, are we really going back to Xiu Shui Palace like this?”

 

“If you don’t like Xiu Shui Palace, then let’s find a clean place and build a thatched hut, just like in Kun Yun Mountain.”

 

“With you, whether it is Xiushui Palace or Kun Yun Mountain does not make a difference. But I’m worried that if you don’t return to Xiushui Palace for such a long time, a lot of people will be looking for you.”

 

Mo Feichen remembered Liu Feiying’s dying will, it was indeed irresponsible for him to wander around outside so blindly.

 

“Alright, let’s hurry up and go back as soon as possible.”

 

When the two of them arrived at Xiushui Palace, they did not expect Cheng Yuran, Chen Guanghan and Wang Shuzhen to come out to greet them in person.

 

Mo Feichen couldn’t help but whisper, “Yunfeng, you have a big face ah.”

 

He Yunfeng politely bowed his head to those three and said, “I didn’t expect to hear that Feichen had taken over as the Xiu Shui Palace’s Palace Master when I came back from the Western Regions, I’m afraid that his childish nature has added some trouble to Xiu Shui Palace.”

 

“Senior is too modest, the Palace Master has extraordinary talent, and thanks to the foundation of internal kung fu laid down for him by this senior, he learns everything very quickly,so where has he added any trouble to us?” Wang Shuzhen is older than He Yunfeng, but a mouthful of “senior” call, Mo Feichen in the side listening to the corners of the mouth are almost cramped.

 

“I don’t know if it would be too much of a nuisance if I were to stay in your sect for a while.”

 

Hearing him say this, Wang Shu Zhen’s eyes flashed with a hint of joy, “How could it be too much of a nuisance? Qingyu, quickly go and prepare the room for the seniors.”

 

“Ah, no need!” Mo Feichen wanted to live with He Yunfeng, but once he thought about it, this is Xiushui Palace, it is always bad to be too publicized, “Master is an easy-going person, just clean my study room and arrange a bed. We, master and disciple, will often discuss martial arts together, plus Shi Fu was injured by Kemoluo, so living with me is also convenient for me to take care of him.”

 

“This…” Cheng Yu Ran always thought that He Yunfeng is an honored guest, how can he and Mo Feichen crowded in the same room, of course, they are both men, moreover master and disciple, she did not think it weird.

 

“This is quite good, I heard that Feichen is practicing Xiu Shui Heart Sutra, if he encounters any bottlenecks, we, master and apprentice, will have a good talk.” He Yunfeng said big heartedly, Cheng Yu Ran was happy to hear that he was willing to instruct Mo Feichen to practice other martial arts.

 

Luo Qingyu brought someone to organize Mo Feichen’s study room and prepared a bed for him.

 

That night, He Yunfeng pressed Mo Feichen into the study room and kissed him to death.

 

“You… didn’t you say you wanted to instruct me on the Xiu Shui Xin Jing?” Mo Feichen, with his back against the edge of the table, watched as He Yunfeng neatly undid his sash.

 

“I can hug you and ‘instruct’ you at the same time.” He Yunfeng held his buttocks and placed him on the tabletop, Life is short, why waste all your time on the Xiu Shui heart sutra?”

 

 

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