The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Before Mo Ran could speak, he suddenly heard a sharp and piercing voice shouting behind him: "Let me go, let me go! Let me go first!"

Is that the beetle? !

The beetle hunched over the heavy stone and struggled to move forward. It still came to the pharmacy at that time, and shouted: "I can't take it anymore! Come to a doctor to save my life!"

A white-haired dragon swims out—but his dragon tail is completely different from other dragons, with gold flowing all over his body, shining with gorgeous luster, and his full head of gorgeous hair is tied with simple hair buttons and hangs down on his shoulders.Although the face is covered with wrinkles, but the shape of the face is well-proportioned, the bridge of the nose is straight and straight, the curvature of the lips is also very appropriate, and a pair of golden eyes are misty and misty. It can be imagined that this gentleman should have been extremely handsome when he was young.

The ink burns.

It wasn't like this before, what about the green flood dragon?

The aged Jiaoren glanced at them from a distance, but didn't speak, but came to the threshold, bent over, and took down the stones that the scorpion was carrying one by one.

The last stone was removed, and the illusion was shattered. The beetle suddenly exploded, and pus and blood splashed everywhere in an instant, like a mist.Almost at the same time, all the ghosts and monsters in the market froze, and then became limp and pus, all of which turned into stinky blood that permeated the lake.

The lake water was instantly dyed red, and as the color of the blood became deeper and deeper, Mo Ran and Chu Wanning soon found it difficult to see things in the distance, and then they couldn't see things close up, and finally the eyes were scarlet. It's hard to see your fingers when you stretch out your hand.

Chu Wanning said: "The ink burns."

Mo Ran understood him too well, and even without Chu Wanning saying anything else, he said, "Master, don't worry, I'm here."

Chu Wanning didn't say much, or his mouth was too stupid, he was silent for a while, and only said: "Be careful in everything."

The blood was blurred, and Mo Ran couldn't see the face that didn't change when the sky fell, but it was easier to detect the concern in Master's voice.He rarely felt the warmth of Chu Wanning on weekdays. At this moment, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and he tightened the other's hand, and said: "Okay."

The two were close back to back, and although they couldn't see each other, they could feel each other's heartbeat and breath.The situation was weird, Chu Wanning summoned Tianwen, and Mo Ran recovered his spiritual power at this time, and then summoned Hell.

Not long after the two called out their respective martial arts, Mo Ran suddenly said: "Master, look over there!"

Chu Wanning turned sideways, and just at the door of the pharmacy where the old Jiaoren was picking up stones, dozens of white spots of different sizes suddenly appeared on the ground.The two went hand in hand, and only when they got closer did they realize that those light spots were indeed the stones left by the beetle.

These dozens of stones were neatly arranged in three rows by the old Jiaoren, and each piece was exuding a soft brilliance.

Slowly, a figure gradually appeared in front of the stone, and it seemed that it was still the white-haired flood dragon just now.

Mo Ran tried to ask: "Who are you?"

The person didn't answer, he looked at Chu Wanning, then at Mo Ran, then silently raised his hand and pointed to the stones on the ground.

Mo Ran asked: "Do you want us to pick up this stone?"

The white-haired dragon nodded, and then stretched out a finger.

"Is it... the meaning of picking up a piece?"

The white-haired Jiaoren nodded, shook his head again, pointed to Mo Ran, and then pointed to Chu Wanning.

The ink burns and understands: "Is one person picking up a piece?"

This time the white-haired dragon nodded vigorously, then stopped moving, staring at the two with wide eyes.

Mo Ran asked: "Master, do you want to listen to him?"

"Just do as he said, anyway, there is no other way for the time being."

So the two each chose a stone to pick it up. Unexpectedly, just touching the stone with their fingertips, a grotesque glow flashed in front of their eyes, the sky and the earth rotated, and colorful colors rushed past.When everything returned to stillness, the endless blood red suddenly disappeared.

Taking a closer look, they were actually teleported to the arsenal of the gods!

"Master!!"

"Master, Ah Ran!!"

Xue Meng and Shi Mo were actually here too. When they saw Chu Wanning, both of them were surprised and happy, and greeted them.Unexpectedly, the luminous stone was attached to the teleportation spell, Chu Wanning was still a little sick because of the rapid rotation just now, he put one hand on his forehead, but still held Mo Ran tightly with the other hand.

In the blood lake, Mo Ran clasped his hands together and never separated.

Due to Chu Wanning's identity, there are very few chances to be with Mo Ran. Most of the time, he can only stand not far away and watch the apprentices being intimate.

Therefore, the rare warmth in the palm of his hand actually made him cherish it carefully...

"Master!"

However, the warmth that is so precious to him may be as light as a shoe in another person's eyes, or it may not be worth mentioning, and even more likely, he has never even paid attention to it.

The moment he saw Shi Mei, Mo Ran let go of his hand naturally.

Chu Wanning's fingertips moved slightly, and for a moment, he seemed to want to hold him.

But what's the reason?

He no longer has the courage to like others.

I don't want to lose even that little bit of poor pride.

Seeing that Mo Ran saw Shi Mo smiling so happily, he hugged Shi Mo so naturally and rubbed the other party's hair.

Chu Wanning's fingertips hang down.

With some embarrassment, with some embarrassment.

Fortunately.

The face is always pale, and the emotions are not so obvious.

It's probably because he's getting older, he's stiff, and he's been in the teleportation circle for a long time, and his heart feels a little cold.

But fortunately, the fingertips are still a little hot.

Relying on the residual warmth that would soon dissipate, he slowly stood up straight, straightened his expression and gaze, and cleaned up.

"Master, are you okay? Why is your face so pale..."

Chu WanNing nodded towards Xue Meng and said, "It's okay."

After a pause, he asked again: "You were also sent by that shark?"

Before Xue Meng could speak, he heard a burst of bubbling.Chu WanNing turned his head, and suddenly saw half a bloody face, and then there was a bang in the boiling sword casting pool, and a man with a distorted figure came out!

This is definitely not a mortal, or definitely not a living person. No mortal can soak in the hot molten iron and still live.On the other hand, this person, although his skin was scorched and his flesh was mutilated, was obviously still panting.The four chains locked his limbs respectively, and locked him in the furnace, suffering a lot.

He slowly opened his eyes, bowed to the crowd again and again, his eyes showed a look of pleading, and asked them to gather by the sword casting pool.

He can't speak, but it's not impossible to express it. I saw him waving his arm covered with bones and flesh, and the molten iron in the pool suddenly set off a small wave, which slowly twisted into several lines in the air. Ancient text.

Xue Meng said in surprise: "What is this word? Why can't you understand any of them?"

Chu Wanning: "It's Cangjie's ancient book, and it hasn't been taught to you yet."

The ink burned: "Then-what is this writing?"

Chu WanNing stepped forward and said, "...he wants... to ask for help."

According to legend, the Cangjie ancient books are written in the heavenly realm, many of which have been lost in the human world, and very few people understand them. Even a master like Chu Wanning cannot recognize all the written characters.But the general content is still readable.

Chu Wanning looked at it carefully for a while, and slowly translated: "He said, he is the spirit of this willow tree. It is called the heart-picking willow. When he was still a seedling, he was engraved in the palace from the seventh heaven of the gods. Brought to the world. Afterwards, Gou Chen abandoned this world for unknown reasons, and Bing Xin Liu never saw him again, and he does not know whether he is dead or alive."

"However, no matter whether Gouchen Shanggong is present or not, Picking Heart Willow has been guarding Jinchengchi and guarding the arsenal of gods for hundreds of thousands of years according to his instructions. Gradually, nourished by spiritual energy, it transformed into a human form. Then, Everything was as usual, until one day, there was one—" Chu Wanning suddenly stopped and didn't read any further.

Mo Ran wondered: "What's wrong?"

"...I don't know these three words. It seems to be a personal name." Chu Wanning said, raised his hand and clicked on the complicated text, "In short, this person came to Jin Chengchi. He is powerful, cruel, Kill all the creatures in the pool, and use the Zhenlong chess game to control it. The heart-picking willow will not be spared."

Mo Ran immediately said: "This person is probably the fake Gou Chen!"

When Bingxin Liu heard what he said, her eyes lit up, and she immediately nodded her head twice.

"...I really guessed it right." Mo Ran laughed a little embarrassedly, scratching his head, "Haha, I didn't expect that I was quite smart."

Chu Wanning glanced at him lightly, and continued:

"For these years, the heart-picking willow has been in a state of dementia, and has never been awake for half a day. Fortunately, the other two sections of willow that once shared the same spirit with it - Tianwen and Hell, have both awakened. Through their Strength, let the heart-picking willow regain its consciousness for the time being. Otherwise, it may have lost control and ran away at this time, harming everyone present."

"Everyone present" heard this, either in disbelief, or with lingering fears in their hearts. The three teenagers all raised their heads and stared at the spirit body in the sword casting pool, not knowing how to chew its self-report.

Mo Ran said: "Senior Liu——"

Xue Meng: "Senior Liu?"

"Otherwise, what is it called, do you pick seniors?" Mo Ran gave Xue Meng a white look, and continued, "I may not like to hear something you say. It is really hard to justify your words."

Although the heart-picking willow could not speak, he could understand Mo Ran's words, and he turned his face away.

Mo Ran said: "You first said that you were bewitched by the fake Gouchen, and then that you recovered your sanity because of the influence of Tianwen and the aura after the ghost woke up. But the ghost was given to me by the fake Gouchen, doesn't he know What are the consequences of this?"

Bingxinliu shook his head, and the text in front of Chu Wanning's eyes changed.

"I am a tree species in the God Realm. He doesn't know me very well, and he doesn't know that martial arts can affect my mind. He needs to use my power to study the three forbidden arts. In recent years, because my life is coming to an end, he is very anxious. I have been looking for a way to continue my life. But I really don’t want to live anymore. I would rather die than be a slave to a tiger. It’s a pity that I am controlled by others and I can’t help myself..."

Chu Wanning read this and thought for a while: "So he let Mo Ran come to the bottom of the water, Mo Ran is the essence of the wood spirit, and the fake calculation must be to combine Mo Ran with the ghost's spiritual power , as a sacrifice to you."

Picking Willow nodded.

Mo Ran is still puzzled: "But the false statement said that there are two wood spirit essences, and Master is one of them. Why did he lock me up alone?"

Bingxin Liu wrote: "Since ancient times, young people are the best sacrifices, and those used by tree spirits are even more unambiguous. In addition, sacrifices must be full of food and drink, and all emotions and desires must be satisfied. My life was taken away in the illusion. If it weren't for this, the sacrifice would have regrets, and if the resentment grows, it will accelerate my withering."

He said so.Mo Ran suddenly thought of the fox demon who became Chu Wanning in the secret room.

It turned out that it was to satisfy his lust, just like fattening a pig before killing it, so that it tastes better.

In this way, it makes sense why he saw Chu Wanning instead of Shi Mei.He cherishes and pities the teacher's ignorance, so he dare not play with it.Along with lust, his desire for Chu Wanning is indeed much stronger than Shi Mo...

Chu Wanning saw that Mo Ran looked different, and said that he had lingering fears, and wanted to forgive him a few words, so he asked, "What are you thinking?"

"No, nothing."

Seeing Mo Ran blushing, Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and suddenly stopped talking. After a long while, he turned his head a little angrily.

Where is this kid with lingering fear?It turned out that I recalled the so-called "seven emotions and six desires" and started to dream about things.

Chu Wanning shook his sleeves angrily, with a cold face, and whispered: "Shameless."

Ink burning: "..."

Fortunately, Chu Wanning doesn't know who is satisfying his lust in the illusion. If he knows, will he be so angry that he will be stripped alive?

Just thinking about it, suddenly, the ground of the Shenwuku trembled for a while, and Xue Meng said in surprise: "What's going on?"