Dressed as Master's Heartblood

Chapter 37 It's like a dream
Fei Ruxi was so drunk that her cheeks were flushed. She wanted to grab Mo Changli and push him to Nangongyao, but instead he grabbed her wrist and couldn't move. Put it in a black bag and take it away.

Those senior brothers who were so frightened by this scene and sobered up in an instant, looked at this scene, each and everyone's heart tightened, for fear that Mo Changli would get angry and whip them violently with the training whip.

The knowledgeable disciple faltered, hurriedly put aside the relationship and said: "Elder... Elder, it was my younger sister who got drunk herself... We have persuaded her."

Fei Ruxi was grabbed by Mo Changli's wrist at this moment, and the grievances that had been suppressed in her heart were ignited at this moment. She cried out to the senior brothers: "Senior brothers, he bullied me... woo woo woo …”

Her crying voice was like the milky voice of a toddler who has just learned to speak. It was soft and cute, and her cheeks were rosy because she was drunk at the moment. No matter how you looked at her, she had an aura of pity for her, which made people unbearable to scold her.

But now that Mo Changli was present, how could the senior brothers dare to speak, they all wished that a crack would be opened in the ground at this moment, so that they could get in to hide from the cold air emanating from Elder Wuzheng.

Mo Changli was unmoved, still holding onto Fei Ruxi's wrist, watching her cry like a little milk bag, with a calm expression on the surface, but ripples in his heart, he wanted to see if she could cry how long.

Fei Ruxi cried more and more fiercely, crying more and more vigorously, crying and crying uncontrollably, "vomit..." and vomited all over Mo Changli mercilessly.

The air dropped to zero in an instant, and all the disciples present could not help but shudder, only to see Mo Changli's Spirit Training Whip hovering around him ready to move, and the cold wind was blowing more and more violently.

Mo Changli's face was so tense, he stood on the spot and didn't move for a long time, he looked like a statue, all the brothers could only silently pray for Fei Ruxi.

Jin Fengyi stood up first, smiled apologetically to ease the embarrassment and said: "Elder...Elder, I will take her down to clean up and send her back to the top of the snow mountain to make amends to you."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to pull Fei Ruxi over, but Mo Changli grabbed her wrist as if he didn't intend to let go. Jin Fengyi thought he was worried that he was different from Fei Ruxi, so he pulled two more from the side. A female disciple who was stunned by eating melons asked them to help take Fei Ruxi down to rest.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chang left his voice, his voice was permeated with an inexplicable chill, just "No, step back." The four ordinary words stuck them in place like glue, not daring to take a step forward .

Mo Changli immediately took off his dirty coat, threw it on the ground and turned it into ashes in an instant, he pulled Fei Ruxi into his arms, and a gust of cold wind blew by, and he walked away.

It took a long time for the disciples present to realize that when Elder Wuzheng was there, they didn't dare to speak out. Now that Elder Wuzheng is gone, they all felt relieved and began to discuss in whispers:
"Did I get dazzled just now? I actually saw Junior Sister Ruxi vomiting all over Elder Wu Zheng."

"The most important thing is that Elder Wuzheng's training whip is still on hold."

"Elder Wuzheng has always loved cleanliness the most. I don't know if it will cause psychological shadows."

"..."

Everyone talked about it with each other, as if this was the most earth-shattering event in Nantang year.

An unknown disciple in the crowd asked: "Do you feel that since Junior Sister Ruxi came to Nantang, Elder Wuzheng is much more approachable?"

No one in the crowd answered the words, or they didn't know how to answer the words. This sentence passed by like a breeze, and was quickly taken over by other topics.

The crowd receded in twos and threes, the night was as cold as water, and everything fell silent.

Here, Mo Changli brought Fei Ruxi back to the top of the snow mountain, and was about to throw her back to her own room, but found her sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Her even breathing sounded beside his ears, and he wanted to put her back on the bed to sleep, but she was like a little kitten, her two little paws tightly grasped his skirt, and she tilted her head from time to time to rub against it. Down.

Mo Changli suddenly didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, he would disturb the lovely girl who was as gentle as the setting sun in his arms. He looked at her sleeping face quietly, and the corner of his mouth raised an arc unconsciously, and suddenly he forgot what happened just now. The anger she spewed all over her body.

Xu Shi's sleeping position was uncomfortable, Fei Ruxi moved her body, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she moved her mouth softly as if she was babbling in a dream, swallowed her saliva, and fell asleep again.

Mo Changli hugged her until his arms were numb. Every time he wanted to put her back on the bed, she would hug him tightly and hang on him like a pendant, refusing to get off. He really couldn't do anything about her. No.

Ever since, Mo Changli, the aloof elder Wu Zheng, held his only female disciple and looked at her sleeping face dotingly all night long.

On the second day, Fei Ruxi slept comfortably, and before she fully woke up, she began to stretch out habitually.

Stretching his arms, he slapped Mo Changli firmly on the face, waking Mo Changli up after he had finally dozed off.

With a muffled snort, Fei Ruxi's sleepiness disappeared in an instant. She opened her beautiful eyes, and saw herself sitting on Mo Changli's lap in a very ambiguous position, with her arms around his neck. .

She was startled by this, she jumped from his arms to the ground, quickly turned her back to him, not daring to look into his eyes, and stammered: "Master... Master ...I...I...I didn't...didn't do...what to you!!"

Mo Changli's face was also blushing leisurely. He stood up, straightened his wrinkled clothes calmly, and said coldly, "What can you do to this deity?"

"I...I..." Fei Ruxi faltered for a long time and could only utter the word "I". She quietly turned her head and looked back, only to see that Mo Changli's coat was missing. She immediately blushed to the root of her neck and remained silent.

Mo Changli flicked his sleeves and said, "I'm going to stay in seclusion for two days. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do." After that, he walked away.

Fei Ruxi stood there in a daze for a long time, unable to remember what happened last night, she was clearly in the middle of a wine fight with Nangong Yao, why did she curl up in Mo Changli's arms when she opened her eyes.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt a splitting headache. She simply went out, collapsed and rolled back and forth in the snow for a few times. The heavy snow fell, and she accidentally caught a glimpse of a sunflower that looked malnourished in the most inconspicuous corner. Crumbling in the snow.

She immediately got up and poked the sunflower with her hand. It was like a hallucination. She stretched out her hand and touched nothing. When she looked again, there was no trace of the sunflower.

She smiled lightly, and flew down to the top of the snow mountain, intending to ask Jin Fengyi to find out what happened last night.

(End of this chapter)