Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

It was night, a few gusts of wind blew the window open, and the coldness of autumn fell on the extinguished candles. The faint light flickered, and all of them were extinguished in the next second.

Suddenly a dim light appeared in the inner room where Mo Yun was, but it was only for a moment before it was immediately annihilated in the deep night.

It was late at night.

Ye Wuchen stayed here for a few days, watching the concentration increase from [-]% to [-]%, and then stuck in that place extremely viciously, his patience was almost exhausted. It's gone.

This day, Ye Wuchen got up and tidied himself up, and then went to observe Mo Yun who was sleeping next to him as usual. , I want to give this little bastard a hammer.

He stared at the little bastard on the bed, his eyes fell on the strip above his head, and stared for a long time.

The incense in the room was changed to something that Ye Wuchen could accept. Mo Yun was afraid that he would be caught if he went out, so he insisted on detaining him in his bedroom, basically following him every step of the way.

But why is the attention stuck there all the time, not up or down, seeing Ye Wuchen really upset.

There was some movement on the bed, and he felt someone beside him in a trance, opened his eyes inexplicably, and happened to meet Ye Wuchen's gaze.

Mo Yun paused for a moment, then pretended not to wake up, turned over inadvertently, tried to breathe steadily, and created an appearance of deep sleep.

Ye Wuchen didn't pay much attention to his situation, still staring at the bar above his head, laying on the side of the bed rather puzzled, tapping the bed lightly with his fingers.

Suddenly realized a problem, Mo Yun seems to disappear every night.

Mo Yun turned his back to Ye Wuchen, and there was some unexplained turmoil in his heart, like a sudden and inextinguishable flame that ignited a wilderness, and the long and warm fire illuminated the sky.

What is this little guy doing looking at him like that?

Ye Wuchen was fascinated by his thoughts, he unconsciously picked up Mo Yun's hair and put it around his fingertips.

It was still an autumn morning, and it was a bit cool. Ye Wuchen stood up from the bed, stretched out his hand to cover Mo Yun's quilt, and then left.

Mo Yun sat up when he heard the door closing, and stared in the direction of the door in a daze.

My heart fluttered slightly, unsolvable.

Ye Wuchen is observing the cultivation rules of this world, which are somewhat different from the world he is in. For example, there are precise divisions of cultivation levels here, such as Jindan Yuanying or Mahayana.

He flipped through it, and felt that his original world was still simple, and there was no distinction between levels after the spiritual core was formed.

At this time, he suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from the room where Mo Yun was, Ye Wuchen paused for a while, based on the years of getting along with him, he felt that the little bastard inside must have fallen off the bed again in a daze.

He put down the book in his hand speechlessly, went into the room to look at the situation inside, pursed his lips, no matter how plain his tone was, he couldn't cover up his speechlessness, "Why... did you hit the wall?"

"Huh?" Mo Yun looked back at him, coughed lightly, and said, "It's okay, you go out first."

Ye Wuchen stood by the door, nodded, turned and left.

Mo Yun was startled by his decisiveness, and asked questions at a speed that he didn't realize, so skillfully, "Aren't you going to ask any more questions?"

"Did you tell me if I asked?" Ye Wuchen felt that this kid still didn't remember him, and he probably just met him for the first time, so he didn't intend to ask too many questions, and just wanted to let nature take its course.

Mo Yun seemed to think about it for a while, and said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I'm a little delirious after sleeping, and I want to wake up my mind."

Ye Wuchen stared at the strip above his head, and sighed, "You can do whatever you want."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Mo Yun hurriedly warned: "If you go out often, remember not to stay outside too much. There may be monsters who are good at disguising in the sect. If you meet someone looking for trouble, just report my name."

"Also." Mo Yun began to straighten his hair, and the hair band was wrapped around his wrist by him, "Although we are not masters and apprentices now, the outside world has recognized our relationship, so outside , you should still call me Shizun."

"..." Ye Wuchen looked back at Mo Yun who got up and put on his clothes, and suddenly laughed, his voice was so soft that Mo Yun didn't even hear it clearly, "You will regret it."

There is a place called Sijijing in Hui Mozong, where every season has a different appearance. Now in autumn, the maple forest is naturally dyed, and the fallen leaves are blowing down with the wind, just like the twilight of the setting sun.

Ye Wuchen was staring at the strip above Mo Yun's head, feeling very depressed, so he could only go out to relax, when the withered and yellow leaves on the ground made a slight sound, smashing into debris all over the place.

He found a tree to lean against, and sat down cross-legged, playing with the draped bamboo hat in his arms. There was still some mist in the morning, permeating the maple forest, and the coolness of autumn penetrated into his bones.

Suddenly the tip of his nose was itchy, and he sneezed. Ye Wuchen looked down at the slightly thin clothes on his body, and was about to get up and go back, when he smelled a strange fragrance at the tip of his nose, and his skin tingled suddenly.

It feels familiar.

It's the smoke that makes the monster appear.

"Yo, is there really a demon here?"

Hearing this strange voice, Ye Wuchen immediately hid the veiled bamboo hat in his hand, covered his face with the gold-patterned white mask that no one had seen before, turned around and ran away.

However, wherever he went, the dead leaves were like spring, and the withered and yellow maple leaves instantly turned green after being touched by the strange wood spirit power on his body, and even the maple tree he was leaning on had new leaves sprouting.

In this way, his escape route is exposed nakedly.

Soon someone caught up with him, and when he got close, he could feel the pure power on him that was different from other monsters. That person seemed to think of something, and chased him with a teleportation, grabbing his shoulder.

Ye Wuchen has a talisman on his body, so he will not be restricted by those spices, but will only expose his blood.

Being caught, he turned his head to look at the dead leaves that were soaked in spring by his own strength. He didn't have time to care so much. He raised his leg and kicked but was dodged by the man. He didn't hesitate at all, one move after another, The flowing attack made the man overwhelmed.

Even the boy's figure was too fast, the person who was going to catch him couldn't even see his face clearly, so he could only calm down and catch his moves.

Ye Wuchen took advantage of the fight to look at the surrounding environment, stepped aside suddenly, and kicked the man's heart with the strength of stepping on the tree trunk. There happened to be a pile of dead maple leaves piled up where the man fell. Dust and debris obscured the man's vision.

Ye Wuchen, who stepped on him on the ground, wanted to take this opportunity to leave, but he grabbed his ankle. Ye Wuchen didn't hesitate for a moment, and the foot that stepped on him increased his strength, as if to push his body Broken bones.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly pulled his ankle to the side, and then an irresistible force pressed him down, Ye Wuchen was unsteady and sat astride him.

The frost came out, and the white blade appeared cold. Just when the sword was about to nail the man to the ground, a voice was heard.

"Stop!" It was Mo Yun's voice, Ye Wuchen was stunned, leaned over to push the dead leaves off his face, and fell silent for an instant.

This little bastard is sick.

Mo Yun lay on the ground, staring at the coldly shining sword, silent for a moment.

If he was late in yelling just now, would the little guy have stabbed down with the sword?

"I just changed my voice, appearance and demeanor, and I want to test your strength."

Ye Wuchen accepted Shuangjiang, he had nothing to do with this little bastard who lost his memory, he could only pay attention to the bar above his head all the time, after reading it, he felt a new round of depression.

Still nineteen percent.

He sighed, and just as he was about to get up, Mo Yun suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed him into his arms, with too much force, the cold and hard mask hit his chest, and it still hurt a little.

"someone is coming."

Ye Wuchen wanted to give this little bastard a punch, but if someone came and didn't let him go, what's wrong?

At this time, I heard him say: "Your current situation is not suitable for meeting people."

Mo Yun hugged him and sat up, leaning on the tree and looking around at the abrupt green, knowing that this place is temporarily closed to people, a wave of air dispersed, and the invisible barrier forced back those who wanted to enter .

An exclamation came from a distance, "Is the suzerain here?"

Mo Yun didn't answer, but moved his fingertips slightly, probably giving an order, only to hear the person outside say again: "The disciple takes the order."

Sensing that the people outside had already left, Mo Yun let go of the person in his arms, and it was only then that he realized what posture the two of them were sitting in.

He licked his lips, inexplicably thirsty.

Suddenly, Mo Yun found a red line between Ye Wuchen's fingertips and his wrist, he looked at him inexplicably, and wanted to ask what it was.

Considering that this brat has already forgotten about the contract of silk net thousand knots, Ye Wuchen pondered for a moment, and said, "I don't know, it will happen as soon as I get close to you."

Mo Yun blinked slowly, then suddenly hugged him to the side, "I'll check."

Ye Wuchen looked at his hurried back, hid in the enchantment he set up, stared helplessly at the black hairs on his skin, and planned to wait for this thing to disappear before going out.

There are many things in this world that Ye Wuchen doesn't know much about. For example, in this world, Ye Wuchen doesn't know about trusting the moon.When Mo Yun found a sentence in a certain book, he fell into deep thought.

"The old man under the moon is tied with a red rope to determine the marriage."

Then Mo Yun looked at the young Ye Wuchen, thought of the inexplicable throbbing in his heart in the morning, and began to think about whether he was a beast.

At night, Ye Wuchen took off his clothes, looked at Mo Yun who had been staring at him all day but hadn't paid any attention, and asked involuntarily, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Mo Yun coughed lightly, "It looks good."

Ye Wuchen choked speechlessly, lay down on the bed by himself, closed his eyes, and thought about how to increase Mo Yun's attention to him - he must leave this world quickly, otherwise Mo Yun would always have One day he will really be regarded as an apprentice.

Mo Yun wanted to go into the inner room, but stopped in front of the boy's bed inexplicably, his silhouette was dimly illuminated by the candlelight, and he sat by the bed, staring at the boy who closed his eyes.

The facial features of the young man are self-evident, and his temperament is obviously like a gentleman, but he has such a monstrous face, not to mention the black hairs on his skin when he is demonized, like cracks on broken porcelain, which is particularly endearing.

Watching like this, he forgot that the young man just lay down and didn't sleep at all. When he opened his upturned eyes, Mo Yun crashed into the gentle swamp, and he couldn't get out after sinking into it.

"You want to sleep with me?" Ye Wuchen asked.

Just to understand why this little bastard disappears at night.

"Hmm..." Mo Yun thought for a while, "Is it possible?"

So, Ye Wuchen looked at him for a while, then moved inside to make room for him, still wondering why his attention didn't move at all.

Mo Yun hesitated for a moment before sleeping next to the little guy, thinking that it would be nice to be a beast.

The lights in the room were turned off, Ye Wuchen opened his eyes in the dark, thinking about why this bullshit's attention has not moved, Mo Yun was sleeping next to him in a regular manner, breathing gradually evenly, and there was no unnecessary movement.

A flash of light suddenly pierced into his eyes, Ye Wuchen frowned, forced to close his eyes by the light, an inexplicable coldness rushed over, stinging his skin.

Somewhere, the instigator of all this was held in the hands of Qing Jun to learn a lesson, "Two new worlds are going on at the same time? You are very good at playing! You are not afraid of causing trouble!"

That fish felt wronged, "It was Mo Yun's own request, one world during the day and one world at night, I just follow the player's opinion..."

When Ye Wuchen opened his eyes again, he was already in another place, on the soft bed, surrounded by ghosts and lights, in an antique scene, someone pushed open the vermilion wooden door, laughing.

"Little thing, did you drink Meng Po soup? Dare to break into my territory?"