Rebirth of the Hand and Heart

When the sky started to turn white, I got up, washed up, and sneaked into Gongzi Feng's room with the materials. I walked tiptoe to the person on the bed. I just wanted to give him a surprise, but I found that person.

Obvious tear stains in the corners of his eyes

"Tsk tsk, I just asked you to be an undercover agent. Are you going to cry?" Xingwen tskted his lips in a low voice. Unexpectedly, Gongzi Feng answered coldly: "Who said I cried?"

"Drink! You're awake, why are you pretending to be asleep?" Xingwen was startled, and then said disdainfully: "Cry if you want. Men don't shed tears easily. It's just that they haven't reached the sad point. I won't laugh at you."

"Do you dare?"

"Ahem, let's not talk about this anymore. Go and wash up quickly. I'll put on your makeup." He pointed at the disguised bottles and jars to explain his purpose. Gongzi Feng got out of bed and said casually: "How did you get out?"

He remembered that Mo Yuanxun had not gone to the accounting room at this time, and Xingwen chuckled: "You're looking down on me, he's still sleeping. You move faster, and you can almost get back before he wakes up."

Looking at the sky, I realized that it was indeed very early and my eyes were so sore. Gongzi Feng went to wash his face first. After a night of confession, he felt much more relaxed now.

After finishing the disguise with quick hands and feet, Xingwen put away the things, tied up the small baggage and rolled away without stopping. Gongzi Feng burst into laughter, what was this man dragging? Wasn't he afraid of Mo Yuanxun to death?

He opened the door carefully, and found nothing unusual in the dim room. Xingwen breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and closed the door proudly, only to hear a slightly hoarse bass sound leisurely:

"You got up so early, where did you go?"

Bang!

What Mo Yuan was looking for in reply was the sound of the door being slammed shut. The corners of his mouth froze, "You dare to run away. I'll see how I deal with you when I get back!"

I spent the whole morning hiding in the back garden, and waited until the sun came out before I dared to go back to my room. I saw my master sighing and sitting at the table eating his breakfast.

Xingwen lay beside the door and whispered, "Has Mo Yuan gone?"

So stupid! Why did he accept such a stupid apprentice? "How dare I do this if he hadn't left?"

"Oh" he walked in with confidence and threw away his baggage. Seeing the little breakfast left, Xing Wen didn't dare to curse. His master's martial arts hadn't been learned yet!

Xing Wen pinched his embroidered legs and sighed in frustration. Although his body has escaped from a sub-healthy state, no matter how healthy a chicken is, it is still a chicken. It is impossible to turn into a fighting chicken.

"Master, why are you sighing?" As soon as he entered the door, he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. Xingwen asked curiously, and Nineteen glanced at him: "Children don't understand."

"Who is the child?"

"Master, this is to relieve your sorrow by eating and make your sorrow worse."

"Then don't eat it, Master"

"If you don't eat, I'll be hungry."

"..." Xingwen rolled his eyes at him, "Don't complain because I haven't had breakfast in several days!"

"Who told you not to eat?"

Xing Wen glared hard at the plates on the round table with only a few vegetables left and the bowls with only millet porridge at the bottom, and killed him with his eyes.

"You can ask your boy to get it for you again. Okay, okay, today I will teach you a few useful tricks without squatting on a horse, okay?" He offered an olive branch guiltily. Ninety-nineteen know how to eat people.

The eternal principle of the shortest time

“That’s pretty much it”

Nineteen is good at hidden weapons. Hidden weapons are not just darts, daggers and silver needles. Stones, branches and even leaves can also be turned into hidden weapons that seal the throat with one move. Of course, you must be accurate first.

"Master, don't move!" Xingwen eagerly held several sharp daggers and aimed them with squinted eyes. Nineteen screamed: "You said you just put the watermelon on the ground for practice. Why did you let me hold it and aim again?"

Ahhhhhh——!!!”

"Putting it on the ground is not a challenge. Stop being verbose. Do you still want to have breakfast? Be honest. Otherwise, don't blame my slippery hands if I stab you." Xingwen said impatiently, but the look in his eyes was comparable to the bright stars in the vast night sky.

Xingzi - sparkling, "Besides, the watermelon is so big, don't you believe in your apprentice's strength?"

"..." Nineteen swallowed hard, holding a big watermelon firmly with both hands and standing nervously a dozen steps away from Xingwen. It wasn't that he didn't believe in Xingwen, he just didn't believe in the dagger in his hand.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and Nineteen almost used his special skill to transform and throw the watermelon away, but writing like that would definitely make him do it again, so he had to use all his strength to stop himself from moving.

After a long time, I opened my eyes and looked around myself. Phew...fortunately, I didn't find anything similar to the hilt of a knife.

Look at the watermelon again. Well, it’s green and slippery. It looks like a juicy, sweet melon!

But the key is, where did he shoot?