Master Mozun wants to save the world [End Times]

This answer was a bit unexpected. In He Yunchuan's mind, the so-called supernatural ability was nothing more than something that spit fire and water.However, the immortal body...

Seeing his skeptical look, Gu Yan was not angry, and could not help but chuckle.He didn't continue to explain anything verbally, grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands, lifted up the close-fitting black T-shirt, turned around and turned his back to He Yunchuan.

He has a good figure and belongs to the typical "clothed to look thin, undressed to have flesh".After exposing the eight-pack abs in the front, and then turning around, the muscles on the back are also strong.It's just that on this almost perfect muscle line, there are seven or eight scars, which seem to be fatal old injuries.

One spread from the left shoulder to the right waist, one crossed the back of the heart, one cut the back of the neck, and one folded on the waist...

Although the connecting scars have all fallen off, some of the scars have even faded away.But just looking at it like this, He Yunchuan also had the illusion that he could really feel the pain.

After a while, I finally recovered from the indescribable daze.Taking a deep breath, he blinked and asked, "You used to be...how do you say that word, tsk, mafia thug?"

"Pfft, I just look like a bad guy?" Gu Yan laughed.Putting his clothes back on, he said: "I used to be a soldier, but I never encountered a mission that required me to die so many times. These fatal wounds on my body were left by the group of monsters clamoring outside. of."

He Yunchuan was puzzled: "Isn't that thing just howling and biting? You..."

No matter how you look at it, this injury doesn't look like it was bitten out.

Gu Yan seemed to have expected him to have such a question, and before he finished asking, he took the initiative to explain: "Those who can only bite people are the most basic zombies, and the tasks I take will always encounter zombies. Intermediate, even advanced. But I am alone, and I don’t have eyes behind my back. Although I don’t memorize it every time, it still happens more or less.”

With such an explanation, He Yunchuan understood.He nodded: "So in the next mission, I will be able to meet advanced zombies?"

"No." Gu Yan said: "Your abilities don't look weak, but even out of caring for your teammates, it's impossible for me to take you to the most dangerous place for the first mission."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and without giving He Yunchuan a chance to refute, he laughed again: "Besides, high-level zombies all have independent thinking, and it's not so easy to run into one."

There was nothing wrong with what he said. Although He Yunchuan's curiosity hadn't diminished much, he still nodded again, indicating that he knew.

The topic came to an end here, Gu Yan said to get some food and let He Yunchuan wait.

The latter didn't refuse either. He sat on the sofa and looked left and right. Finally, he reached out boredly and picked up a comic to read.

After ten minutes.

When Gu Yan came back with two bowls of dried noodles, what he saw was He Yunchuan staring at the cartoon blankly.

After thinking about what this person said to him before contacting him, Gu Yan put down the bowl and asked casually: "Don't understand?"

"Probably understand a little bit." He Yunchuan replied, but the frown between his brows deepened.He opened the manga in his hand for Gu Yan to look at, and asked, "Is this a prophecy from the past? Or are there still people drawing manga after the end of the world?"

Gu Yan was puzzled when he heard this, he leaned his head over to take a look, and then he came to his senses.He said: "The stalk of zombies has been around for a long time, and many movies, novels, and comics have been involved, so it's not really a prophecy."

He Yunchuan was puzzled: "Since it was predicted a long time ago, why is it still the end of the world?"

Gu Yan hooked the corners of his mouth helplessly, and said helplessly in the tone of a teacher explaining the subject to a stupid student: "Zombies are called zombies when they are broken, but they are immortal if they are played well. Don't want it?"

He Yunchuan understood after hearing this, and he stretched out his voice "Oh", he touched his chin and said, "So you are actually a successful high-level zombie? Well, you are the zombie king or something?"

Gu Yan: "..."

Knowing that the person in front of him didn't mean the slightest bit of malice when he asked this question, Gu Yan wasn't angry either. He just reached out and rubbed He Yunchuan's hair twice, then changed the topic and said, "Let's eat."

He Yunchuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and he stroked his hair twice as if he was not used to it.He said: "Mortal, if you offend the deity again, the deity will not forgive you."

Gu Yan's hand trembled just as he lifted the chopsticks, but before the chopsticks fell off, he couldn't help but burst out laughing wildly.

He Yunchuan: "..."

It felt as if I had been offended by this mortal again.

Over there, Gu Yan looked at his obviously unhappy face, held back his smile for a long time, finally suppressed his smile, took a few deep breaths and pretended to cough twice, he handed the other pair of chopsticks on the table to He Yunchuan In the past, he asked sincerely, "Is Lord Mozun eating?"

He Yunchuan took the chopsticks silently, telling himself in his heart that as a man, he must keep his word.Since he has told Gu Yan before that he wants to feel the life of a mortal, he can't get angry with the other party because of the "mortal intimacy" that often appears in this kind of comics.

After thinking about it this way, he recalled the feeling of being touched on the head just now. He Yunchuan didn't want to admit it, but that feeling seemed pretty good...

Besides, Gu Yan over there, he didn't think that He Yunchuan would be angry at first, he only had the feeling of watching the child make a fuss, and then saw that the awkwardness on the latter's face was gone, so he asked with a smile: "Say Wake up, it turns out that the Demon Lord also eats?"

"Theoretically speaking, it's actually unnecessary. My deity's cultivation is long enough for bigu." He Yunchuan picked out chopstick noodles and ate them politely, before continuing: "But if I want to feel the life of ordinary people, I must Start by feeling your daily life. So diet is a must.”

He spoke very seriously, but Gu Yan couldn't help but smile a little more when he heard it.

This second disease is really interesting.That earnestness seemed to be real.

But maybe it's true?

Gu Yan rubbed his chin, expelled the flashing thought from his mind, and then asked again: "But is there any problem with eating like this? Just like in the movie, what kind of cultivator? If people eat fireworks in the world, their cultivation will be lowered."

"Those are all things that need to be considered by those trash who try to get rid of their mortal bodies through cultivation." He Yunchuan should be calm.He said: "I am the Demon Lord, even if I eat a pot in one sitting, it won't have any effect on my cultivation."

Gu Yan: "..."

This description is really, it is so magical that people don't know how to respond at all except laughing.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the smile that was about to burst out of his mouth.He raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks twice before waving his hand and said, "It's just as long as it doesn't affect you, eat it while it's hot."

He Yunchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, but didn't say anything more.He just lowered his head and continued to suck the bowl of noodles.

After the two finished their meal in peace, Gu Yan raised his head and glanced at He Yunchuan who was still wiping his mouth slowly.

No matter how you look at it, this man is amazing.It's like a child who hasn't grown up yet, middle school two, but it's not annoying.It seems to be very interesting to carry around like this.

Thinking about it, Gu Yan unconsciously ticked the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Not bad." He Yunchuan nodded.

Before transmigrating to this world, he didn't eat anything other than magic pills. After transmigrating, he just went to the supermarket opposite the comic shop with Cheng Xiaoshuang to fiddle with something to eat.So to put it bluntly, this meal was the first in his life that deserved the name.

Without comparison, there would naturally be no harm.

But obviously his answer pleased Gu Yan very well.

The smile on the latter's face became stronger, and he stretched out his hand to pick up the bowl, and said with a smile, "I'm going to wash the dishes. If you're okay, you can continue reading comics..."

"I'll go." Without waiting for him to finish speaking, He Yunchuan interrupted in an undeniable tone: "You cook, and I wash the dishes."

Gu Yan looked at him with raised eyebrows, knowing in his heart that it was because the other party didn't want to eat and not work hard.but……

"Master Mozun, are you sure you know how to wash dishes?"

A slightly joking voice came out of Gu Yan's mouth, and He Yunchuan frowned.

He really didn't have a chance to do things like washing dishes, but he had seen them in daily comics anyway, and the specific operations were within the conceivable range.

Now being so straightforwardly suspected by the other party, I really feel a little indescribably uncomfortable...

After a second of silence, he said seriously, "If it's just cleaning up, I think I should be fine."

Gu Yan was happy.

Whether it's this stubborn look, or this tone of reluctance to admit defeat, he really still looks like a child.

He didn't reject He Yunchuan's proposal. He thought for a while and said, "Well, you can learn from me. I will cook and you will wash the dishes?"

He Yunchuan rubbed his chin: "I also want to learn how to cook."

Gu Yan nodded: "Okay."