Chapter 27: Yang Shu Mei Ying (YSMY)

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the hand wrapped around the man's waist really touched something strange

Chu Feiyang looked around the circle. The black-clothed men who were fighting vigorously looked at each other, standing out alone, and shouted: "Where did the kid come from? Dare to take care of the uncles' business?!"

Chu Feiyang snorted– Of course that was from the eyes of Jun Shuying, who was staring at him with the corner of his eyes, his head down── In the eyes of the spectators around, it was a gentle smile of a very modest gentleman.

Except for that ridiculous night in the mountains behind Canglang Mountain, Jun Shuying has never been so close to Chu Feiyang. Thinking about the things in his body, the inexplicable connection between the two – or between the three – Jun Shuying felt uncomfortable like a frenzy.

Chu Feiyang held his hand and did not relax. Jun Shuying had a headache calculating how to get out, while uncontrollably slandering Chu Feiyang's every move with the most malicious belly.

"Ziaxia* Chu Feiyang. I wonder if you guys have a feast with this young man, wanting to make such a big move?"

T/N: A humble reference to oneself/ my self/ I am.

A clear voice sounded above the head, and real ups and downs and vibrations came from the chest close to the shoulder. Jun Shuying sneered secretly. He heard that tone clearly in his ears that he was saying that Lao Tzu is the famous Chu Feiyang. Dare you not give face?!

Sure enough, there were bursts of frightened gasps around, and flattering voices one after another: "It turns out to be Chu Daxia* of the Qingfeng Sword Sect! The little ones really don't know Taishan! Daxia Chu should not have the same knowledge as us. Who is Chu Daxia's friend? Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! "

T/N: Daxia: hero

Chu Feiyang let go of the hand holding Jun Shuying, clasped his fists and gestured to the surroundings, and said with a smile: "Everyone is too modest. I think you are also chivalrous people. How can you be so black and white? Misunderstanding. It's a pity that the tables and chairs here..."

"Daxia Chu, don't worry! We are all in the rivers and lakes, so naturally we are moral! We will naturally bear the losses here!"

T/N: Jianghu literally means large rivers and lakes, but metaphorically it refers to the community of martial artists, assassins, wanderers and other liminal characters popularized by wuxia (martial arts heroes) novels and films.

Chu Feiyang nodded and smiled: "Sure enough, everyone is a hero. In this way, we must go one step ahead with Wei Gongzi*. " He pointed his finger at Jun Shuying who was about to sneak downstairs, and punched the big black men who were smiling in awe. "There will be a period later."

T/N: This son of an official/male seed/child.

"There will be a period later, and there will be a period later." There was a sense of relief in the messy and courteous farewells, but Jun Shuying stiffened his back when Chu Feiyang walked towards him, and a few silver needles in his sleeve slipped and clamped, tucked in between his fingers — If Chu Feiyang hadn't appeared nosy, those people in black would have died out of anger.

"Now Wei Gongzi, I am Chu Feiyang. I just noticed that the true qi in your body was unstable, but you suffered internal injuries? I'm not talented at the next level, but fluent in medicine. If you are willing to believe me, can you allow me to diagnose and treat you?"

The voice behind him was gentle and sincere, but Jun Shuying found it was as unbearable as a thorn on his back.

Chu Feiyang has saved countless people since his debut. No matter what kind of person is always moved by him, he is willing to give trust. Perhaps as Xin Yunshen said, he has a face that makes people believe.

Chu Feiyang smiled and looked at the slender figure standing in front of him, but he saw the man shook his head hurriedly without looking back, anxious to leave. Chu Feiyang frowned somewhat suspiciously, and the voice he spoke was still gentle and sincere as usual: "Gongzi will stay here, there is no malice here."

No matter how Jun Shuying could hear his nonsense, he only knew that if Chu Feiyang was shown his face, he(JSY) would probably die. Chu Feiyang would never believe that his Jun Shuying appeared in the Central Plains without any bad intentions. ──Well, he did have some bad intentions, but it was just a bad attempt on a small bead from his future husband.

Losing his life for this is really wrong.

When Chu Feiyang saw the blue figure, he was eager to leave without looking back, and he was even more puzzled. Flicking his wrist, he caught the man's shoulder. He thought he didn't use much effort, but he didn't expect the man to slip and fall forward.

Chu Feiyang could only fly up and stretch out his hand to pull the man into his arms. Sliding down the wooden handrail of the stairs, the hand wrapped around the man's waist really touched something strange.

He looked down awkwardly. H can only see the top of the man's head, a few strands of hair rising in the wind, and lapping on his face. It made him retreat unnaturally, but he dared not relax.

As soon as he touched the ground, Chu Feiyang immediately let go of his hand, watching the cyan figure step back a few steps. Although he still couldn't see his face with his head down, he could feel the defense around that person.

Chu Feiyang cleared his throat and said, "This...er... Madam, this Ziaxia was clumsy. I offended. Please forgive me. "

T/N: I hope you got that cringe moment. Poor Jun.

Jun Shuying is ready to fight for a dead fish. Chu Feiyang's words suddenly made him puzzled for a moment. After understanding it, a burst of anger rose to the sky. With some urge to destroy everything, Jun Shuying took a heavy step forward.

Chu Feiyang looked at the man taking a step closer with murderous intent. Although he blamed myself for the reckless behavior just now, it was a bit unexplainable. What he did, how can he not feel guilt to death...

Fortunately, "she" did not follow up, but "she" seemed to have taken a lot of perseverance to withdraw his steps and left the restaurant without looking back.

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