Master Mixer [Rebirth]

Although Lu Ming stayed in the space for a long time, Sang Wusheng naturally didn't feel any abnormality after only a second from the outside world.

Lu Ming lay lazily by the pool, the warm water gently brushed his body, could not help making him groan comfortably, closed his eyes slightly, his expression stretched and relaxed.

Sang Wusheng saw Lu Ming's white cheeks reddened by the rising heat, and his handsome face was glowing with water, looking quiet and beautiful. The long black hair swayed gently with the water, and part of it fell on the lean chest. The whole person was like a carefully outlined picture, so natural and full of beauty.

Sang Wusheng suffocated his breath, staring at Lu Ming reluctantly to leave. Lu Ming suddenly turned around at this moment, facing Sang Wusheng with his back, and then yawned: "So sleepy, I will sleep on my stomach for a while. Xiao Mo, remember to wake me up later. "

Sang Wusheng came back to his senses, slowly approached Luming, stretched out his hand to attach Lumingchi's bare shoulders, and shook softly: "Brother, if you are so easy to catch a cold, you should go up first."

Lu Ming slapped Sang Wusheng's hand away dissatisfied, and muttered with his eyes closed: "I don't want to go up, I'm going to be here..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ming fell asleep on the edge of the pool with his head tilted, with a slight snoring sound in his mouth. Sang Wusheng was taken aback, and somewhat amused, he stretched out his hand to remove the black hair scattered on his cheeks. In his eyes were the gentleness and affection that Lu Ming had never seen before, as if he was looking at the most precious treasure in the world.

Sang Wusheng stretched out his fingers, and the black magic aura suddenly flowed out of the fingertips, slowly flowing into Lu Ming's sniffles. After a long time, he withdrew his black air, his eyes shone with inexplicable light, but his handsome cheeks were expressionless.

He stretched out his hand to pull off a shirt from the edge of the pool, and gently covered the half of Lu Ming's body, acting softly as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person.

Then... Sang Wusheng stared at Luming all night, with a foolish smile on his face from time to time, and his eyes shone like stars.

If it hadn't been for Lu Ming to be temporarily blinded by the black devilishness, when he woke up in the middle of the night and opened his eyes, he would probably be scared to death by this person.

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Seven days passed quickly. Lu Ming was originally only in the middle and late stages of foundation building. Lu Ming thought that it was probably the spiritual energy stored by the Gu worm in his body for many years, combined with the effect of the water from the spiritual spring here, that allowed the cultivation speed to increase so fast.

Although the practice is quite effective, the eyes are still invisible. Sometimes I have seen some faint light, and I slept with joy, dreaming that I can see the light again by opening my eyes the next day, but I am always disappointed. . I couldn't even see the glimmer of light I saw, and fell into complete darkness again.

Lu Ming was a little disturbed and a little anxious. He smiled bitterly and said: "Xiao Mo, do you think I can't see it in my life? Obviously all the spiritual energy has come back."

Sang Wusheng froze, pretending to be calm and said: "Brother, you don't have to worry, you will."

Lu Ming smiled slightly, reached out his hand and groped over, until he touched the warm body, put his hand on Sang Wusheng’s wrist, slowly passed the aura in, and then said: "I'm about to form a pill, so much. It’s useless to keep the aura, so I might as well give you some."

Sang Wusheng held Lu Ming's hand with his backhand, a trace of complexity in his eyes, and he did not speak for a long time. Why is the spiritual energy useless? I think that yesterday my brother felt that the aura in his body had been seriously lost, and that he had done a lot of damage to the foundation, so he brought the aura to him.

Sang Wusheng's eyes darkened, and there were some sore ripples in his heart. In this world, apart from his mother, no one has ever treated him so well. The people around him were indifferent to him, and sometimes he was bullied for no reason. He endured them one by one. At that time, he was bullied by the young man in He's house, and this man helped him unhesitatingly and treated him as a younger brother.

At that time, he could actually kill those little servants, but his mother once told her not to show his true appearance in front of others easily, let alone let anyone see the dark lines on his cheeks. He gritted his teeth to resist the insult of the group.

It's just that he didn't expect that this person suddenly appeared in his life, like a beam of warm light, which made him involuntarily want to get closer, want more warmth, and let his gradually cooling heart rejuvenate.

Fortunately, this beam of light is so close to him now, as if it can be held tightly in his hand as soon as he reaches out, it belongs to him alone.

Catch it, and never want to let it go in this life.

Luming felt that Sang Wusheng's hand was getting tighter and tighter, and his body was a little stiff, so he smiled and said, "What are you thinking about? It's a great thing for me to improve your ability. I can't see it now." Now, you can only rely on you. If you are in danger, you don’t want you to protect me."

Sang Wusheng heard this, his heart beating violently as if beating a drum, and clutching Lu Ming's hand tightly, he said, "Brother, I will protect you, even if I die, I will not be afraid."

Lu Ming drew his hand to pat his head again, and said with a smile: "If you say this, I will take care of you. If you don't die, do you want to hesitate to know? If you die, there will be nothing, not to mention, I haven't Weak to this level. In the future, when you encounter danger, you should judge the situation first. If you can't beat the opponent, you will use your fist. If you can't beat the opponent, use your brain and run away. You must understand the truth if you stay in the green hills, not afraid of no firewood. "

Sang Wusheng frowned and said, "Is that what a big man did?"

Lu Ming said: "Big husbands often fold in the hands of villains, it's not worthwhile!"

Sang Wusheng nodded solemnly, remembering Lu Ming's words in his heart, and implementing them in the future.

Luming smiled triumphantly, thinking that he finally taught the child a vivid and useful lesson, and his sense of accomplishment was simply overwhelming.

After a few more days, Luming finally saw a faint light again, and that little light became brighter and brighter. Luming suppressed the surprise in his heart and said: "I seem to see it soon."

Since last night, Sang Wusheng's aura has basically returned, and it is easy to transform into Jing Mo's appearance. Since last night, Lu Ming no longer inhaled the black magic energy that would make people blind, so Lu Ming quickly recovered.

Sang Wusheng pretended to be pleasantly surprised: "Brother, I said you will be able to see it soon."

Lu Ming blinked, staring at Sang Wusheng carefully for a long time, poking Sang Wusheng's cheek, and wondering: his eyesight seems to have suddenly improved. "

Sang Wusheng smiled softly and said, "Probably it is the effect of Lingquan."

Lu Ming smiled and nodded, then sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to pull off the thin long shirt by the pool and draped it on his body, and threw his long hair behind him, then said: "Xiao Mo, let's go now, I'm afraid I will drag it down. Fu Shu's soul is about to disperse."

Sang Wusheng took the hand of the shirt for a while, his face was clear, and he said softly: "Listen to brother."

Without much delay, the two immediately set off to flew to the cliff where Fu Shu fell. Both of them had recovered their auras and immediately released their auras to swiftly, speeding up a lot, but they got there day and night.

Sang Wusheng stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down. As far as he could see, it was dark, and he couldn't see the bottom. He said, "How should we go on? We don't have any magical tools available."

Lu Ming smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to show Sang Wusheng. There was a quaint silver ring on the little finger of his right hand: "This is a storage ring I made not long ago. There are some magical artifacts in it. It will definitely help the two of me to arrive smoothly. Bottom of the valley."

Sang Wusheng flicked his eyes with a trace of surprise, and then said: "When did your brother refine these little things?"

Lu Ming was stunned. This was the moment when his eyes recovered, Lu Ming entered the space and began to make the magic weapon. It's just that only one second of the outside time has passed, and it is reasonable for the other party to feel no abnormality.

Lu Ming thought for a while, and decided not to tell Jing Mo about the existence and space of 233 for the time being, and had no choice but to say: "I used to do it when I was idle, but I didn't expect it to be used today."

Sang Wusheng narrowed his eyes and thought to himself that he stayed next to Lu Ming every day as Jing Mo, but he did not see that he had made these things. I think it was Lu Ming last time when his devilish energy entered his body. After he was rescued, he was taken to that place for three full years. There is no change of seasons in that place, and there is no change of weather. It's weird to think about it.

Sang Wusheng didn't expose Lu Ming's lies either, and said with a faint smile: "In that case, let's go down and find out."