Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Lu Xiao lay on the bed for a whole day, moaning and sighing, as if half of his body had been buried in the loess, and the coffin would be sealed and erected tomorrow.

He turned his head and looked at Ye Wuchen who had been sitting at the table all afternoon. The man hadn't moved for several hours, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, looking at the fingers on the table.

Warm light and shadow fell on his face, illuminating his profile in three dimensions.

Lu Xiao thought for a while, then asked, "Brother Ye, when will you return to the school?"

Ye Wuchen didn't seem to hear it, he only moved his eyelashes slowly, paused for a moment before recovering, "What did you say?"

"Let me tell you, when will you return to the sect?" Lu Xiao touched the wound on his body with his fingers, under the flickering candlelight, his expression was a little unpredictable, "There are two ways of good and evil, you, an upright monk, are alone in this devil world , it’s still not right. In addition, the spiritual power in the demon world is thin, and your dantian has old wounds, what if you get sick here?”

He is rare and serious, his eyebrows are serious when he speaks, and his black eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and his face that always looks young is also somewhat mature.

Lu Xiao suddenly clicked his tongue again, "Actually, I have no objection to the fact that you two are in love with each other... But, Mo Yun is a demon cultivator, so there is still a gap between you and him."

"Besides, demon cultivators are cruel by nature——" just as Lu Xiao said this, there was a sound from a corner of Sijiju, probably because he was in the demon world, and he subconsciously showed some vigilance.

The door of the compartment was opened, Mo Yun poked out half of his head, his eyes accurately found Ye Wuchen, walked up to him step by step, and pulled his robe, "Master, I didn't mean it just now... ..."

He was forced to become smaller again because of molesting Ye Wuchen.

The clothes on his body were replaced with those made in Wugu that year. It was dark blue, but the size of the clothes could change with the change of his body, which was more suitable for Mo Yun who was suddenly getting smaller by surprise.

Ye Wuchen carried him into his arms, brushed away the snow from his hair, pinched his cheeks, Mo Yun smiled without much resistance.

At this time, he suddenly remembered what Lu Xiao hadn't said before, and asked subconsciously, "Born to be cruel, what then?"

Lu Xiao closed his mouth and changed the topic: "Brother Ye, are you a mascot?"

"Probably." Ye Wuchen picked up the child in his arms after finishing his hand addiction, and threw it back to another room.

Mo Yun hurriedly clawed at the crack of the door to prevent him from closing it, and looked at him eagerly, his red eyes were like onyx, dotted with luster.

"Master... I know I was wrong."

"Well, you know you're wrong." Ye Wuchen pushed his hand away from the door frame, and said slowly, "Do you dare to be right next time?"

After being dazed for a while, he was pushed into that room. Mo Yun watched the door close, only feeling so wronged.

He just hooked Ye Wuchen's chin today, what's the matter, he hasn't said anything yet.

Suddenly, he stared at the door again, his eyebrows were drawn into a line, and he knocked on the door persistently, "Then Shizun is not allowed to be in the same room with Lu Xiao!"

Ye Wuchen acted as if he hadn't heard of it, so he threw a few sound-proof barriers casually, sat in front of the bed and checked Lu Xiao's injury, "It should be healed in a few days."

Lu Xiao nodded, and returned to the topic, "Even if Mo Yun treats you... at his command, this Demon Realm is not a place to stay for a long time, you'd better go back to the Immortal Sword Gate as soon as possible."

Ye Wuchen stared at him, and suddenly heaved a long sigh, "I will go back."

"Then when will you go back?" Lu Xiao was still struggling with this question.

In the end, he was still worried about Ye Wuchen's life, and wanted to break the casserole and ask the end, it would be best to ask him about his next plan, and only after he was sure that his life was not in danger could he rest assured.

"Don't worry, when the time comes, Immortal Sword Sect must return a complete Immortal Master Ye, okay?"

Lu Xiao looked at his nonchalant appearance, so he could only lean on the head of the bed resignedly, looked at the tent on the top, took a long breath, and said softly, "Don't be emotional..."

A few days later, because Mo Yun was fed medicine continuously, he was in the appearance of a child for a long time, and he was terribly wronged every day, and he didn't dare to speak too much, so he could only endure it in a cowardly manner.

Ye Wuchen's thoughts have been a little heavy recently, he always stays alone, occasionally he condenses a peach blossom with his spiritual power and puts it on his hand to look at it, then suddenly tightens his five fingers and crushes it.

Mo Yun didn't see him go to the kitchen to get those syrups anymore, so he gradually felt relieved, and after thinking about it for a while, he could probably guess what he was thinking.

A few days ago in the Lan Que Pavilion, he had revealed a lot of information to Ye Wuchen, telling him both openly and secretly that he knew the secrets of this world.

Ye Wuchen should be thinking about this now.

But why does he always stay in the same room with Lu Xiao?

Mo Yun, who was driven into another room, looked at himself in the bronze mirror who had turned into a child, frowned vigorously, then tilted his head to look at the tightly sealed door, walked to the window, stepped on Climbed onto the window lattice with the small stool, flipped over to Sijijuwai, and hit his forehead.

He clutched his forehead and ran to the window of the room where Ye Wuchen was, and tiptoed to check the situation in the room.

But he was not as high as the window, and there was a soundproof barrier in the room, so no sound could come out.

Mo Yun sat there aggrieved, and jumped a few times persistently, but he still didn't attract the attention of the people inside, so he couldn't help feeling discouraged.

Suddenly, he stood up and walked a few steps into the snow, frowning slightly, looked around the barrier outside the Four Seasons Residence, and then walked out of the Four Seasons Residence, his back turned into dots in the vast snow and disappeared.

On the other side, most of Lu Xiao's injuries have healed, and he will be able to return to the Immortal Sword Gate someday.

"What flowers do Elder Lu think look good?" Ye Wuchen suddenly asked such a question.

"Let me think about it... the oirans in the big brothels are pretty."

"..."

Ye Wuchen didn't intend to continue asking him, and chatted casually about the Immortal Sword Gate, then took out a letter from the air, opened the opened envelope again, looked at the words on it, and said: "Senior Brother said, what Elder Lang said You released a bunch of monsters raised in captivity at the back of Yulin Peak, which you were in charge of?"

As soon as this remark came out, Lu Xiao, who was going to popularize the beauties in various cities for him just now, paused, looking a little embarrassed, "I... I didn't plan to go to the devil world alone, but the elders of the Immortal Sword Sect, even That's why the elders didn't agree to come with me, so in a fit of anger I..."

Lu Xiao glanced at Ye Wuchen, and slapped his head in frustration, "I was so angry at the time, I didn't listen to what they said... really... oh..."

Thinking that he was stammering and probably couldn't say anything, Ye Wuchen didn't intend to let him talk, thought for a while, and spit out a sentence.

"Trouble."

"Ah? Hey, it's okay..." Lu Xiao rubbed his nose, "It still caused some trouble."

Ye Wuchen smiled, "I'll take you back to Xianjian Gate tomorrow, and bring me something back."

The bamboo forest is bleak, and on the path that is only for one person to walk, there is a light snow color, and the withered yellow and wet bamboo leaves are buried in the snow, turning into mud like this.

Ye Wuchen looked at the peach blossom lightly squeezed out of his hand, sighed again, crushed it, and the spiritual power turned into mist between his fingers, like a cloud that couldn't be seen from a distance.

He walked in the depths, originally it was too late to stop, but suddenly he looked back at the path leading to Sijiju, there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, he closed his eyes, and continued to move forward.

Behind him, Xiuzhu sealed off the path, as if in the depths of the forest, there was no place to stay.

Lu Xiao stood in front of the dense bamboo forest, and couldn't find a way to get in, so he had to go back to the house, lay on his back by the window, stared at the snow, and sighed.

"It's hidden...it's because I'm so worried about you."

At night, Mo Yun, who had disappeared for most of the day, came to Ye Wuchen's room, but turned the room upside down and found no one, so he locked his eyes on Lu Xiao who was in the next room.

The door opened, and Lu Xiao, who was scribbling on the desk by the window, saw a smear of white just as soon as he turned his head. storage ring.

"Ye...mo—mo...is that you?"

Lu Xiao stood up from the chair and faced the man leaning against the door frame.

In the past few days, the two had never had the chance to confront each other face to face. Even if they did meet, Ye Wuchen was there, Mo Yun's thoughts were all on his master, and Lu Xiao was also secretly observing the actions of the two of them.

Now that Ye Wuchen is not around, the two people's positions and identities are much more awkward, and Lu Xiao doesn't know how to speak for a while.

Mo Yun went straight in and made it clear what he came for, "Have you seen Master?"

Probably due to the inconsistency between good and evil, Lu Xiao couldn't help but be angry when he saw Moxiu, and subconsciously said: "How can I say that I am also your elder, is this the attitude?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yun glanced at him with the same attitude as before, "Can Elder Lu tell me if you have seen my master?"

Lu Xiao never expected Mo Yun to react so quickly, coughed lightly, and there was no reason to make things difficult, so he told the truth, "I don't know."

Mo Yun didn't find the answer from him, so he planned to find a place to call the system out to ask, but when he was turning around, Lu Xiao suddenly stopped him.

Lu Xiao is a straightforward person, sometimes when he opens his mouth when his head gets hot, it will be a shocking accident, just like this moment.

"Which one of you usually goes up and who goes down?"

To be honest, when Lu Xiao realized it, he had already spoken. As the saying goes, it is very difficult to take back the water that was spilled.

Mo Yun turned sideways, looked him up and down, pondered for a moment, and finally gave him the answer.

"I'm going down."

With the door closed, Lu Xiao scratched his ears and cheeks by himself at the table, then opened the window to let in some air, took out a few sheets of what he had written, rubbed them, rubbed them, and threw them away.

Then he looked at the other stack and nodded solemnly and self-approvingly, "I'll just say, there's no way Brother Ye is below."

Mo Yun went back to the room, intending to call the system over, but was blocked by a force on the way, he paused, and opened the water mirror in the void, wanting to see the situation around the system.

However, inside the water mirror, it was pitch black.

He froze for a moment, and just as he was about to start to check, the water mirror showed the picture. In the bamboo forest at night, the snow-covered ground reflected the moonlight. Ye Wuchen stood under the moonlight, walking slowly forward, passing by. After leaving the Lan Que Pavilion, he stopped to take a look.

Mo Yun was waiting for him in the courtyard, when he saw a person walking in the bamboo forest, he walked up to him and asked, "Master, what's interesting in this forest?"

Ye Wuchen lowered his head and smiled, not answering his question directly, "Go back to the house."

"Master, I haven't seen you for a long time, what are you doing?" Mo Yun grabbed his cool hand, "Is it..."

Did you hide something from him again?

"No." Ye Wuchen looked at him, that bewitching face was always gentle, so indifferent, like a fairy soaked in fairy spirit, or like a fairy falling into the mortal world.

Mo Yun squinted his eyes, the spots of light in his blood-colored pupils jumped, he leaned slightly, pressed down the shadow, blocked the moonlight above him, and grabbed the lips that seemed to have melted from ice.

Yingying moonlight fell around them, standing at the intersection of the traces stepped on the snow, the two lines met and never separated.

"Master, don't lie to me."

Ye Wuchen walked in front of him, and said lightly, "Okay."

In the middle of the night, Mo Yun sat on the bed thinking about what happened these days, thinking that it was time for Ye Wuchen to come and give him medicine again.

Sure enough, the man came over wiping his wet hair, the thin clothes were wet with water, Mo Yun was stuffed with a medicine before he could clearly see his figure.

Without the support of the inner demon, he was not so courageous anymore. He even looked carefully at the person, and when he aimed at a point, his eyes drifted there unconsciously, but his face was already slightly red.

"Well!"

Ye Wuchen tapped his forehead with one hand, pushed him onto the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed and began to wipe his hair.

There was an aura of saponin on his body, floating over faintly, always so seductive, Mo Yun got up from the bed with a whimper, and rubbed against him.

His eyes fell on his chest, where the hair was wet and stuck to his body, revealing a bit of white skin, which looked a little transparent under the light of the candlelight.

He blinked, rubbing his nose with his hands involuntarily.

This is too much.

Because his gaze was too hot, Ye Wuchen, who was concentrating on brushing his hair, noticed this gaze, stopped for a moment, looked down at his appearance, and mercilessly poked the pervert beside him back on the bed.

But Mo Yun has hands and feet, so he can always get up by himself, and sit next to him, and occasionally he can't help itching, wanting to touch his skin.

In the end, Ye Wuchen turned off the light and put on a quilt.

"Master..." Mo Yun just wanted to say something to express his dissatisfaction, but Ye Wuchen cut him off.

"This is the last one."

the last one?

Hearing these four words, Mo Yun hugged the person sleeping beside him in the dark, "Master?"

"According to you." Ye Wuchen said this without beginning or end, but Mo Yun's mind flickered, and he opened his eyes wide to look at him.

You can see a slight smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

"It's up to you." Ye Wuchen looked at him, his eyes were gentle and shining, "You don't have to worry too much about it, I believe you."

After Mo Yun was stunned, a smile appeared on his face.

"Master, I think we really have a good understanding."

Since Ye Wuchen came to the Demon Realm, Mo Yun has many flaws waiting for him to find. For example, the system cooperates with him inside and outside. Mo Yun always finds Ye Wuchen who was sent by the system at the first time. Explain these things forcefully. Makes sense.

But Mo Yun broke into his memory without any flaws, and what he said to him at Lan Que Pavilion was enough for Ye Wuchen to guess something, so that this person could trust him with confidence.

Ye Wuchen more or less guessed that Mo Yun's purpose was not just to fall in love with him on the surface.

In the dark night, crimson color flowed out, Mo Yun looked at the peach blossom that suddenly appeared beside his pillow, and before he could understand the delicate thing, he heard Ye Wuchen say: "If I forget, there is me in it." memory."