Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

After changing clothes, Qiucimu was as red as a cooked shrimp, but he still looked serious on the surface.

Mu Ciwan smiled and tied the silk ribbon around his eyes, and tied a knot behind it.

Qiu Cimu straightened his back, as if he was being slaughtered by others, and did not dare to act rashly.

Mu Ciwan wanted to laugh when he saw his actions, but after he wanted to laugh, there was dense distress.

It was all because of Liu Baihe.

"Aren't you going back into the sword?" A voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, and Mu Ciwan looked down at Qiu Cimu.

"You want me to go back so much? Who will take care of you when I go back."

She looked at the other party and pursed her lips, and said hesitantly: "But most sword spirits like to stay inside the sword."

The reason why most sword spirits like to be inside the sword is because they want to sleep deeply, they are too lazy to take care of these things, anyway, they only come out when their fighting partners need help.

There are also some sword spirits who are arrogant and arrogant, so naturally they don't come out often.

It's not like Mu Ciwan, since he rescued Qiu Cimu, he hasn't left, nor has he entered the sword.

"I'm different. I prefer to be by your side than my body."

Otherwise, how can I hold your hand, how can I stand side by side with you.

"What do you want to do so much, take a good rest, and we'll go find something when you feel better. After all, Liu Baihe should be chasing you soon."

Speaking of these three words, Qiu Cimu's body froze suddenly.

He has always admired his master, but he never thought that the other party would be so cruel, and he was not even given a little room to react. From the moment he was accepted as a disciple, everything was a conspiracy.

Thinking of this, he felt incomparable hatred in his heart, followed by the fear that Mu Ciwan would be affected.

"I think I'm almost done recuperating, maybe I can go."

Mu Ciwan's sigh got into Qiu Cimu's ear, "Cimu may not understand what I said before, Liu Baihe, I have a way, why didn't I go to him first and then you , I want to rescue you first."

"Besides, he wants to take you away. He must have prepared medicine to restore your eyes and sea of ​​consciousness. No matter what, we need to go there."

Having said that, her gentle eyes fell on Qiu Cimu, "Don't think too much, how about leaving everything to me?"

Not good, how could he not think too much?

Although Liu Baihe is dying, he is still a senior figure in the cultivation world, and there are very few people who can compete with his superiors and subordinates.

He was afraid that he would not be able to escape, and in the end Mu Ciwan would also end up dead.

Still don't believe her, looking at Qiu Cimu's expression, Mu Ciwan knew what he was thinking.

Is she that unbelievable?

It seems there is.

Regardless, when Liu Baihe really came, he understood.

In three days, even if Liu Baihe didn't come to them, she would go to Liu Baihe.

Master must not be unable to see the light all the time.

The most important thing is that she couldn't help beating this man up.

The business in the inn is really good, and the waiter greeted him back and forth.

Mu Ciwan told Qiu Cimu to take good care of his wounds in the room, but after going out for a trip, before he could go far, his spiritual sense found that the people in the room had sneaked out.

One day has already adapted to the world without light, and he walks very smoothly. If you don't look into his eyes, who would believe that he can't see?

Mu Ciwan gritted his teeth secretly, determined to catch him back and spank him, but he had already driven back.

Qiucimu was walking on the street, listening to the sound of begging in the bustling downtown, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

The ears are sensitive to everyone, and the steps on the feet are flexible, but they rush straight into an embrace.

The familiar smell lingered on the tip of the nose, making Qiu Cimu silently swallow the word "sorry" that was about to blurt out.

It was Mu Ciwan who found him.

"I'm going to buy you a pill, but you asked me to come back to meet an empty room?"

Qiu Cimu felt guilty, lowered his head and did not speak.

Mu Ciwan laughed directly, took him back to the inn, closed the door, and carried him on his shoulders.

Qiu Cimu's lips were tightly pursed, not knowing what she was going to do, when his body was turned upside down and the slap fell on his buttocks, he clenched his fingers tightly, he couldn't believe that Mu Ciwan would do this.

"You put me down."

"Snapped!"

Another sound.

Mu Ciwan controlled the strength, but Qiu Cimu's cheeks were already blushing, his teeth were biting his lips, and he gritted his teeth: "Mu, Ci, Wan."

"Here, this is your punishment for running around. Have you ever thought about what would happen if you ran out and met Liu Baihe? What would you do if I didn't come to rescue you? As a Sword cultivator, you actually threw away your sword at will."

These questions are eloquent, how could Qiucimu have not thought about these?

He is a sword cultivator, and the sword is his life.

So he couldn't just watch something happen to his sword.

He could fight against Liu Baihe alone, and would rather die than surrender, at worst he would be crushed to pieces.

But he didn't want Mu Ciwan to have an accident because of him.

"Snapped."

The slap landed on his hip again, and Mu Ciwan's voice was a little cold, "I said, since I rescued you, I will definitely have a way to protect you and me from running away, do you know ? Next time it won't be as simple as a spanking."

Qiu Cimu didn't answer, he closed his eyes, he couldn't see his sword spirit, but he could feel her anxiety.

Perhaps more anger.

Mu Ciwan sighed, straightened him upright, put his fingers on his face, his eyes were gentle and tender: "I know you are afraid that something will happen to me, but you should also try to trust me, I am no worse than anyone, and I will never Will be proud and conceited, always only do things that are sure, you are a sword repair, my body is a sword, we should fight together, not sacrifice one person to protect the other's integrity."

Qiu Cimu didn't speak, but the silk ribbon covering his eyes was slightly moist, Mu Ciwan lowered his head and kissed his eyes: "I will always be with you, anyone who bullies you, I will protect them one by one, You just need to take care of your injuries and don't worry about these things."

The cuff was clenched tightly by Qiu Cimu's outstretched hand, and it took a long time to hear a low response from the other party.

"Ah."

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Mu Ciwan withdrew his hand, and made someone sit by the bed, took out the pill he had just bought from his bosom and fed it to Qiu Cimu.

Qiu Cimu ate it obediently, but the blush on his face hadn't disappeared. Qiu Cimu suddenly said in a low voice: "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have thrown down my sword. We are friends fighting side by side."

Mu Ciwan: "..."

It doesn't have to be friends, it may be lovers.