Enchanting Divine Sound Master

Chapter 157: Fighting between dragons and tigers, great disparity in strength (1)
Le Wushuang and Yaohua opened it exactly the same way, with the word 'war' written on it.

Le Wushuang was afraid first, after all, this person is about to reach the white level, but if he can't win, he has to fight to the end.

Yaohua rubbed the paper ball and left.

Le Wushuang shrugged, threw away the ball of paper and left.

Tang Lie coughed lightly and said, "Today's championship match will be postponed until tomorrow morning, and the Continental Conference will be held in the afternoon."

After the news was announced, the others scattered.

That night.The first thing Le Wushuang did when he came back was to run over to find Yan Feijun.

I don't know if his eyes are healed!

When she was happy, Murong Liuli walked out with an unhappy face, and when she saw Le Wushuang who was smiling all over her face, she glared and flung her sleeves away.

"I'm sick! It must be because of being driven away by the master..." Le Wushuang crossed his arms and made faces at her.

Murong Liuli took a deep breath and continued to walk back.

It was only today that I found out that his eyes were injured, and when he came to see him, he wanted to rest, but in fact he just didn't want to see him.

hateful!But... why did his eyes hurt?No one has ever hurt him.

"Wu Shuang is here?" In the room, Lord Yan Fei's words sounded faintly.

Le Wushuang smiled and walked in.

In the house, the low-grade gemstones that illuminate the night are set in the middle of the roof, illuminating every dark corner of the house.

Yan Feijun was still wearing that coat, which was a red vest, and inside was a snow-white close-fitting robe. The robe was made of silk, which was very soft and comfortable. There were scattered silver hairs hanging on his chest, and he sat cross-legged on the soft couch. .

"Master, are your eyes better?" Le Wushuang dragged a chair from the soft couch and sat beside Yan Feijun and asked.

Yan Feijun stroked the bandage on his upper eye with his fingers, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "No problem!"

Le Wushuang nodded, pursed his mouth, and scratched the corner of his clothes with his fingers to look around.

Master seldom talks, and I want to find something to talk to him, but I don't know what to say, it's really troublesome!

"A lot of things happened in today's game. I didn't expect that the people hiding in Sherlock Holmes College are actually hiding their secrets. Is it because I am not strong enough, or are they too strong?"

"Master..." Le Wushuang couldn't believe his ears when he saw Yan Feijun speak proactively, blinked his eyes and said happily: "It's not that Master is not strong enough, even I have never discovered it."

Qianhe was a ghost, and he knew it three months ago, did he want to tell Master his identity?Or choose not to say it, what will happen to him if you say it, kill him?
When Situ Xiangru met for the first time, he was already very weak. He didn't expect to get along all the way. He was hiding his strength. He didn't let others know his identity until today.

No wonder the King of the Secret Realm wants his hair, it turns out...he is a man of Western noble blood.

Now...my own identity, are there more characters with unknown identities yet to be revealed?
"What are you thinking about so obsessively?" Yan Feijun put his hand on her head and asked, patting her lightly.

Le Wushuang raised his head, hesitated and said: "Master, Wushuang has something to hide from you and didn't tell you, will you blame me?"

Yan Feijun's hand froze, and then returned to the original state: "You don't want to say it, my teacher will not force you, but there are some things, if you don't say it, maybe the truth will still be revealed on the road in the future, something will always be hidden No, the truth will be discovered one day. It’s just that… the teacher doesn’t want you to reveal it until the situation is irreversible.”

"If this is the case, let me, Le Wushuang, bear all the bad things. Wushuang will never do anything to make Master sad."

Yan Feijun opened his lips slightly, and his face showed no expression, but the eyes inside the bandages were shocked.He moved the corners of his mouth and smiled nicely.

"You are a disciple of the deity, even if you make mistakes, it is because the deity's disciples are not strict, and the deity is also responsible for it."

Master, I, Le Wushuang, swear that I don’t think you will be blamed for me. I, Le Wushuang, swear from now on that I will protect you and the most important person in my life.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, so everyone fell into a deep sleep.

The master and apprentice who were talking in the west wing room, the lights were still on.

When Yan Feijun finished speaking the last sentence, he found that Le Wushuang was so sleepy that he was lying on the armrest to sleep.

As early as when Le Wushuang arrived, Golden Butterfly found a place to sleep next to Yan Feijun.Now it is rolling around, muttering, talking in sleep, and sometimes smiling, it seems that it is in a dream, dreaming about its own happy things.

Yan Feijun raised his head and felt that the surroundings were too quiet, even those crickets hiding in the corners went to look for other places, for fear of disturbing them.

"Mr. Yanfei..." Le Wushuang, who was sleeping, spit out this sentence when Mr. Yanfei was in a daze.

When Yan Feijun raised his hand and was about to wake her up, when he heard her call his name, he suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.

"You who are dreaming, will also rebel against Wei Shida. Calling the name of the deity... Well, if you think you are ignorant, I don't blame you, but..." Yan Feijun stepped down from the soft couch, chuckled lightly, and moved her fingers The hair on the side face said: "I didn't expect that the name of this deity can be so nice when it comes from your mouth."

Le Wushuang moved the corners of his mouth, relaxed his eyebrows, and continued to fall asleep.

She dreamed that she was hugged by someone, and in his arms, there was a familiar smell, and her chest was so warm, especially the beating heart, how beautiful it sounded.

Le Wushuang buried her head in his arms, with a smile on her lips, and put her hands on her chest.

Yan Feijun held Le Wushuang in his arms, seeing her cat-like movements, he always felt itchy and very comfortable.

"You are still very restless in your sleep!" Yan Feijun shook his head speechlessly, and carried her to the bed.

The door of the West Wing was closed automatically by Lord Yan Fei's spiritual power.

Yan Feijun gently placed Le Wushuang curled up in the shape of a cat on the big soft bed, stretched out his hand to untie the jade crown on her head, and immediately her black hair was scattered on the pillow.Yu pointed at Le Wushuang's golden coat, and in an instant the coat fell off her body and fell onto the screen.

When Mr. Yanfei saw that the clothes on her body were taken off and only the inner was left, he sat on the edge of the bed, and kept stroking her cheeks which were as soft as a baby's skin with his fingers.From the center of the eyebrows, slowly move the fingertips to the bridge of her nose, and then to a little on the rubbed lips.

"Hmmmm..." Le Wushuang pursed his lips and rolled over to the other side, turning his back to him.

I hate it, who is so boring, to disturb my sleep, if you disturb me again, labor and management will bite!
(End of this chapter)