Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

"Three years of experience?"

Ye Wuchen was a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect Xiao Yichun to organize this training for such a long time, he thought he would be back in a few months at most.

"That's right." Mo Yun led the Yuan Devouring Cat, which was taller than himself, for a walk in the Broken Bone Border.

The thick fog was hazy, and the boy's hair was wet, and the surrounding air was filled with dampness.

It has just rained in the past two days, and the soil on the ground is a bit sticky, and there is a circle of wet yellow mud on the soles of the shoes. Mo Yun's fingers slid across the rough and dry surrounding, and he pointed ahead with sharp eyes. stone.

"Master, are you still watching?"

"Still watching, is there any inconvenience, then I don't—"

"what!"

Mo Yun suddenly screamed.

"Are you okay!" Ye Wuchen looked over in a panic, and found that he had tripped over a sharp stone, rolled all over his body in mud, and had his clothes torn by thorns beside the road.

"I'm fine." Mo Yun got up from the ground, and patted the sticky yellow mud on his body, but his hands were also covered with wet mud, and the more he patted, the more dirty he became.

He lowered his head, a little aggrieved: "Master is really willing to leave me here alone..."

This sentence directly poked Ye Wuchen's heart, he just felt like an incompetent parent who forced his own child into the wolf's den.

"Don't you still have teammates?" Ye Wuchen planned to struggle again, but he looked beside Mo Yun through the contract formation, and there was nothing but the big cat shaking its head.

"Uh, where's your teammate?"

Mo Yun wiped his face, and said sullenly: "I got separated, I'm alone now."

He continued to walk forward with a body of yellow mud, probably because the fog was too thick, every few steps he took, he would trip over the gravel on the road, which was pitifully tight.

Ye Wuchen's heart tightened, he was silent for a while, and said: "Otherwise I will bring you back?"

"No need for Master, you wanted me to come here, so even if I am alone, I will stay here."

Ye Wuchen felt a sudden pain in his conscience that didn't seem to exist. He licked his lips and said very guiltyly: "Well, the spirit lottery seems to be able to find out the location of teammates."

"I know, but the distance is too far, it may be troublesome to find."

While speaking, Mo Yun had passed through the thick and gloomy fog, and came to a slightly brighter waterfall. A clear river gathered at the bottom, and the water turned up white waves on the raised stones.

Mo Yun knelt down on the bank, splashed a handful of water on his face, and wiped away the dried mud.

Afterwards, he stared at the clear water for a while, and then began to untie his waist, take off his outer shirt, and take out his hairband. His movements were slow and natural, indifferent and elegant.

He kicked off his shoes and socks, and stepped into the water with his bare feet. The slippery boulders touched the soles of his feet, and it was a little itchy.

Continue to walk to the depths of the river, until the water submerges the waist, the white underwear slips to the crook of the arm, hanging precariously, revealing the beautiful jade-like skin behind.

The water curtain waterfall in front plummeted like smoke and mist, and the flying beads splashed jade, soaking the intertwined trees on the jagged rocks.

Mo Yun looked back inadvertently, with a wide smile, like a goblin who has wasted half his life, and one day finds the person he likes.

"Master, please help me watch the Yuan Devouring Cat, I'm afraid it will run away."

"Okay." Ye Wuchen stared at the Yuan Devouring Cat who didn't want to run away at all, and even wanted to sleep on the shore.

The big cat lay lazily on the bank, and its huge size scared away many monsters who were coveted by the boy in the river. It wagged its tail boredly, and began to fight with its own tail.

"..."

Ye Wuchen stared at it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the big cat was a fool. He sighed and looked at Mo Yun.

The young man was submerged in the water below his waist, his hair was like ink, slid down his back, and floated on the surface of the water. The sun warmed the surface of the water through the dense fog, dyeing his skin even more white as porcelain.

Ye Wuchen frowned suddenly and said, "Mo Yun, you can't wash your whole body like this."

Even the hair on the back is dry, so how can I wash it clean?

Mo Yun paused, Ye Wuchen paid attention to this? !

He groaned twice, squatted down helplessly, submerged his whole body in the water, held his breath, and spit out a few strings of bubbles depressingly.

Master really has no interest at all.

However, Ye Wuchen was more helpless than him: "Get up first, so I can't see the shore."

The angle of view of the contract formation is centered on Mo Yun, and you can see the situation within a radius of one mile. When Mo Yun squatted, Ye Wuchen could only see the stones in the river and Mo Yun who was naked.

"Gululu..." Mo Yun opened his mouth, but spit out a string of bubbles. He agreed in the contract formation, and stood up obediently.

He brushed his dripping black hair and asked with a smile, "Can Master see it now?"

Over there, Ye Wuchen was silent for a long time before asking with his chin: "How old are you?"

"It's almost fourteen." Mo Yun slowly swam towards the waterfall, not understanding why he asked this.

There was another long silence, and Ye Wuchen said in a somewhat inconceivable way: "The development is quite good."

"what?"

Mo Yun had already swam to the edge of the waterfall, washing his body with downcast eyes.

Ye Wuchen didn't intend to hide it from him, so he said casually: "Just now when you got up, you accidentally saw it."

"What did you see...!"

Mo Yun was stunned for a while, then looked down belatedly, his cheeks flushed, instinctively shrunk into the water, hugged himself into a ball, and gurgled a few bubbles because he wanted to speak out impatiently Bubble.

Ye Wuchen: "Well, I can't see the shore..."

Hearing this, Mo Yun's first reaction was to get up, and when he surfaced, his face was so hot that it was smoking, and he completely lost the ability to think.

He grabbed a pile of clothes from Liuyun Ring in a panic, and threw them on himself, but his body was still in the water, and the clothes had no support, so they also floated on the surface of the water, and then were washed away by the waterfall.

The surroundings were quiet, only the sound of rushing water, the young man blushed and blinked, and covered his face fiercely:

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

He rushed headlong into the waterfall, forming a spiritual circle around his body to block the powerful water flow, and then lay down on the slippery wall like a gecko, his head was hot, and he couldn't say a word because of his embarrassment. Come.

"Master... respect... don't look at me..." Mo Yun whimpered a few times, his voice full of tears.

"Ah, good." Ye Wuchen turned off the prying function of the contract formation, and comforted him a few times: "It doesn't matter, they are all men anyway."

He thought, this kid is really thin-skinned.

Mo Yun sniffled, making sure that Ye Wuchen wasn't looking at him before coming out of the waterfall, and plunged into the water, trying to relieve the heat on his face.

The river water was cold, but he seemed to be in the magma, and his whole body was in a panic.

After a long time, he came out of the water, glanced at the big cat who was focused on fighting with its own tail, wiped the water from his face, and said like a good woman who was taken advantage of, "Master has to be responsible to me. "

Ye Wuchen was a little amused, "I'm going to be responsible, are you the big girl of Huanghua?"

"I am the eldest daughter of Huanghua, Master, please take charge quickly."

"Okay, okay, be responsible." Ye Wuchen responded with a smile, only thinking that this was a joke, so he replied jokingly.

Mo Yun naturally knew what he was thinking, but he still couldn't help being happy, as if he found a sweet and greasy candy in the pile of dried melons and fruits.

It took half an hour to subside the temperature on his face. Mo Yun pinched the magic stick to disperse the black air wrapped in it, and led the big cat to find his teammates.

Along the way, Mo Yun's mouth never stopped, talking about the vastness of the sea and the sky, the comings and goings of the clouds, as if to explain all the thoughts of the past three months.

Ye Wuchen chatted with him patiently, to ease the self-blame in his heart.

"Master, I miss you."

Mo Yun raised his head and looked at the sky, his voice was calm, but what he said made people worry for a while.

He changed into white clothes, the one he often wore in front of Ye Wuchen, the white cuffs were covered with silver threads, shining coldly, and the outer shirt was covered with dark bamboo patterns, which was very elegant.

The hair is divided into two parts, the upper part is tied with a jade crown, and the lower part is draped behind the head, dressed like a gentle and jade-like young man.

Ye Wuchen is often dressed like this.

But Ye Wuchen would not spy on other people's lives for no reason, so he couldn't see Mo Yun's elaborate attire.

"What do you want me to do?" Ye Wuchen was used to his joyful tone along the way, but he suddenly calmed down and felt a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yun grabbed the spirit stick in his hand and took a deep breath: "Does Master miss me?"

He tried his best to keep his voice steady, but there was still a slight tremor.

For three months, Ye Wuchen hadn't heard from him. He didn't know how many guesses he had made. The guess that made him most afraid was not that Ye Wuchen didn't want to talk to him, but that Ye Wuchen had an accident.

Therefore, he didn't even dare to ask Ye Wuchen what happened in the past three months, he could only talk about random things to divert his attention, but he still couldn't let go.

Ye Wuchen remained silent. To be honest, he has been asleep for the past three months. Time passes just when he opens and closes his eyes, so it's really hard to say that he misses anyone.

"Yes I do."

After thinking about it, Ye Wuchen still said so.

Mo Yun smiled, and led the big cat to continue walking. The cold water vapor in the thick fog floated on his face, fell on his eye feathers, and condensed into white fog beads.

That question hovered in my mind for a long time, and finally, when I saw a figure in the distance, I asked it gently, pretending not to care.

"What has Master been doing these three months?"

"...Retreat."

A group of fiery figures in front rushed over eagerly, stopped in front of Mo Yun, and panted heavily: "I have found you, and I haven't been able to find any movement of your talisman these days. I'm worried about us, are you okay? Are you injured?"

Mo Yun smiled at the man, he pinched the spirit stick, and tilted his head in distress: "Indeed, I haven't been able to find your spirit stick these days."

After complaining for a while, he skipped the matter, took out a blood-stained cloth bag, and threw it to Yuxi who was full of concern.

"This is the demon pill I collected these days."

Yuxi put the cloth bag in her arms and circled around him a few times, as if to confirm whether he had lost arms or legs.

After confirming that he was still a complete Mo Yun, Yuxi led people to a cave, and then had a dispute with the big cat in front of the cave.

"What are you?!"

"Meow." It's a cat.

"Go away! Otherwise, don't blame me for having no eyes!"

"Meow." You can't beat me again.

In short, no matter how fierce Yuxi said, the big cat responded with a good temper, even though one person and one beast couldn't understand the language.

Yuxi didn't dare to really draw his sword. They had already fought fiercely before, and now they were exhausted, so they could only try to scare it away with momentum.

In the end, it was Mo Yun who resolved the embarrassing dispute. He waved at the big cat and said with a smile, "Come here."

The big cat stared at him for a moment, but didn't move, until he took out the long whip, then sighed and shrunk down, jumped onto Mo Yun's shoulder, with its fluffy tail dangling in front of his chest.

"Meow!" it yelled mournfully.

Mo Yun patted it on the head, explained to Yuxi, and walked deep into the cave with her.

The cave was dark and damp, and there was a pile of firewood in it, which was flickering and extinguished, and the fire was very weak.

When I walked inside, I could smell a faint smell of blood in the air. After a closer look, I found that a sword cultivator sitting by the fire was painted, but his expression was not fascinated, with a warlike expression. excitement.

The medicine repairer lowered his head to identify the new medicinal materials in his hand, and then pounded them in the stone mortar with a wooden pestle.

Fu Xiu sat cross-legged on the ground, with bright yellow spiritual power flowing around him. He bit his finger and carved a new round of spells on the talisman paper.

As the instructor of the team's experience, Xiao Ziyu leaned lazily on the stone wall and smiled at Mo Yun: "You are not injured?"

Mo Yun shook his head, sat on the haystack, and superimposed a spiritual power on the dying fire to make it burn more vigorously.

Yuxi sat next to him, vigilant and itchy about the cat on his neck, so he could only turn over the cloth bag Mo Yun gave him to relieve his attention.

She opened the cloth bag, took a look, closed it abruptly, and opened it again. She repeated this action no less than ten times, successfully attracting Xiao Ziyu's attention.

"Are you handicapped?" Xiao Ziyu leaned over nervously, glanced at the opened cloth bag, jumped up with a bang, and pointed at Mo Yun: "How many monsters have you killed?"

At that time, Mo Yun was talking to Ye Wuchen, he glanced at Xiao Ziyu innocently, and said, "You will know if you count the demon pills."

Xiao Ziyu and Yuxi really obediently counted the demon pills.

Mo Yun reported to Ye Wuchen that he was safe: "I have found my teammates."

"That's good."

There was a sound of firewood breaking, and a burst of sparks burst out, falling on Mo Yun's soap boots, leaving some small black spots.

Over there, Xiao Ziyu conscientiously counted the demon pills, big and small, without missing a single one. In the end, he clasped his hands together and bowed to those demon pills: "Amitabha, benefactors, please go."

Yuxi gave him a fist directly.

She held up the pure-colored bi-color demon pill, looked at the flames, and couldn't help but click her tongue: "Century-year-old monster."

Today, the remaining four people in the team also fought with a century-old monster for a long time. They were exhausted and killed that monster. How did Mo Yun manage to get the magic pill of a century-old monster by himself? of?

Adhering to the good habit of asking when she doesn't understand, Yuxi took the demon pill and asked Mo Yun.

"Master gave me a lot of magic tools and spells, and I used those to kill."

Xiao Ziyu pointed to the cloth bag: "These...?"

Mo Yun tilted his head: "It's also thanks to the magic weapon presented by Master."

As soon as he got separated, he was followed by many hungry monsters, most of which were relatively high-level. Considering the strength of this team, Mo Yun had no choice but to block the spiritual power of the talisman, lest they find him too soon, young man He was going to fight to the death with that group of monsters.

After listening to his explanation, Yuxi thought of her incomprehensible master again. She and Xiao Ziyu looked at each other, and they both understood the emotion in each other's eyes—other people's masters are good!