Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Immortal cultivators don't feel hunger, and Mo Yun no longer touches food when he becomes a Demon Lord, and only occasionally drinks a few cups of tea with Ye Wuchen, or drinks alone after his death.

Fortunately, he still has the memory of Zhi Qingfeng, so he won't forget all about the fireworks in the world.

After ordering two soup cakes and a plate of Qiqiao dim sum, Mo Yun followed the beautiful tradition of eating breakfast without talking or sleeping, but his mind was still thinking about the morning guest room.

Suddenly, he turned his head and thought of the half jug of wine on the table. He glanced at Ye Wuchen who was eating slowly beside him, and asked, "Master also drinks?"

Ye Wuchen choked for a while, his eyes flickered as he stirred the noodle soup in the bowl, "Occasionally..."

"What kind of wine does Master like to drink?"

"This... random."

Mo Yun pondered, the wine in the Demon Realm is relatively strong, I don't know if the master can accept it, so he asked: "Does the master like strong wine?"

Ye Wuchen stared at his eyes full of water, and asked with some uncertainty: "Should I like it?"

He blinked, looking cautiously like a milk cat.Mo Yun lowered his eyes, took a bite of a piece of snack, and said slowly: "Just come according to Master's preference."

Master is afraid of him, it is true.

The inn is not noisy in the morning, the people around are just chatting sleepily, coupled with the sound of clinking cups and bowls, accompanied by the moist drizzle outside the window, it is a very gentle white noise.

"Guest officer, your candied fruit."

Xiao Er put a plate of golden and moist candied kumquats in front of Mo Yun, seeing the heavy complexions of the two, and thinking about what happened in the twilight yesterday, he couldn't help saying to Ye Wuchen: "Guest officer, don't be angry, my child!" , just for fun, just find it!"

"Look, this kid asked me which room you stayed in this morning, and I must have relied on you."

Of course Ye Wuchen knew what he had misunderstood, but he didn't want to explain too much, he just agreed with a smile.

After finishing the "peacemaker", Xiaoer saw Mo Yun's gloomy expression again, so he leaned into his ear and said in a coaxing tone: "Look at that candied fruit, it's the one next to you who specially helped you!" Order, Nong, eat quickly."

After speaking, he returned to the counter to do his own work.

Mo Yun silently looked at the plate of candied kumquats—what kind of psychology did Master order for him?Please?

"Open your mouth."

The sweet and slippery candied fruit was stuffed into his mouth, Mo Yun stared blankly at Ye Wuchen, and the little beast called out "Master" like a sob.

Ye Wuchen seemed to be in a good mood, happily stuffing candied fruit into Mo Yun's mouth, the system's words just now were still echoing in his mind.

"The protagonist's blackening value has dropped to 50.00% five, please..."

It's so exciting that the protagonist's darkening value has dropped, even the red-eyed Mo Yun has become cute.

Ye Wuchen squinted his eyes and rubbed Mo Yun's face contentedly, and then he realized belatedly that Mo Yun's dark eyes had changed color.

He silently let go of Mo Yun's face, pulled him up, took him upstairs, and pushed him into the room. Mo Yun watched him close the door blankly, and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

"Master?"

Ye Wuchen touched his head kindly, and smiled softly: "Take a break."

Mo Yun was confused until Xiao Baiqiu took advantage of Ye Wuchen's inattention and rushed over angrily to cover his face.

"Eye!"

Mo Yun just woke up like a dream, quickly adjusted the balance of spiritual power and magic power in his body, suppressed the crimson in his eyes, and restored them to abyss-like black.

Afterwards, he looked at Ye Wuchen who was lying on the table and dozed off, and he didn't know what to think.

He didn't seem to intend to reveal his identity.

……

Originally, he wanted to go directly back to Xianjianmen, but met Gong Linglan on the way, so Ye Wuchen was forcibly pulled into the teahouse to "reminiscing about the past".

"Master Ye Immortal, this is my master."

Gong Linglan pointed to Meijiao Niang next to her and introduced it to Ye Wuchen.

Mei Jiao Niang nodded at him: "Luo Yuchu."

"Ye Wuchen."

Ye Wuchen's face was calm, a hundred thousand beasts roared past in his heart, and he carefully hid Mo Yun behind him.

Gong Linglan's perverted mentality is that he is a teacher of this Luo Yuchu, and has mischievous intentions towards the protagonist.

Mo Yun regained his memory back then, so he naturally knew that this woman——

It was probably the once-in-ten-year martial arts competition between Xianjianmen and Cangsong faction. He faced Shanggong Linglan, and lost to Gonglinglan according to Ye Wuchen's request, and returned to the house with injuries all over his body.

It was autumn at that time, Mo Yun didn't wear much, and was cut by Gong Linglan with a sword, so he had to carefully remove the bloody clothes and check the deep and shallow wounds.

He has always been the most proficient in self-healing, just as he was about to quickly apply the medicine, he suddenly saw a dazzling white in the gap between the doors.

His movements slowed down, and he stared at the moonlight under the crack of the door in a daze.

"hiss--"

I was so fascinated by watching it that I forgot that I was still applying the medicine, and accidentally poked the wound.Mo Yun took a deep breath, but heard a slight movement by the door.

The man outside seemed to want to come in.

Before he had time to make a general judgment, he was entangled by a vine spreading out from the window, followed by a woman's enchanting voice.

"Child, you look good, come to play with sister?"

The turquoise vines wrapped around the delicate flowers, just touching his wound.Mo Yun snorted, his fingertips made blades, but they couldn't hurt the vines, and he looked at the woman fixedly.

The visitor had a graceful figure, charming eyes like silk, red lips like fire, and blood between his brows.Two-finger-thick vines sprouted from her palm, wrapping around Mo Yun's body.

She saw the wound on Mo Yun's body clearly, and said with pity: "Look at my apprentice, he hurt him like this, my sister will take a good look at it."

As he said that, the vines on his body were covered with a layer of brilliance, carefully sweeping over Mo Yun's wounds of different shades, the wood-type spiritual power has healing properties, so the wounds on Mo Yun's body disappeared quickly.

The woman twisted her waist, closed the vines, hooked Mo Yun's chin with her fingers, and forced him to look at her: "How old are you?"

Mo Yun didn't answer, but stared indifferently at her excited eyes.

"open."

Instead of letting go, she pinched his jaw instead, her tone threatening: "You have a strong temper."

Mo Yun lowered his eyes, and gently swept down his eyelashes.

The woman was fascinated by his actions, and said softly: "Do you know who I am?"

Of course Mo Yun would not answer, so she continued talking on her own.

Luo Yuchu laughed wantonly, and his words seemed to be ridiculed, but also pity:

"I heard that you are Ye Wuchen's apprentice, that guy treats you badly, but I have heard the rumors about Immortal Sword Gate, what is the most unfavored disciple... Hahahaha, don't worry, I will treat you well today, come on ,Relax--"

This woman must have been drinking, and she reeked of alcohol while speaking, Mo Yun turned his head away, not to listen to her next swear words.

Mo Yun struggled hard, but the vines could only wrap around him tighter and tighter. He looked helplessly towards the door.

Are you still planning to come out?

He stared at it for a moment, then closed his eyes in despair.

Luo Yuchu's laughter, the discomfort of the vines climbing up the skin inch by inch, the wind gushing in from the window was silent, but it brought the fragrance of the autumn chrysanthemum in the courtyard.

That's all he can feel.

"Bang!"

And the sound of the door being kicked open.

Mo Yun looked over through the hazy tears in his eyes, there were three people, except the one he was familiar with.

My heart sank slowly.

"You are so brave!"

Gong Linglan strode forward, glaring at the two people on the bed.

The tears in the eyes cannot be hidden, even if the expression remains the same, the tears will still roll down uncontrollably.

Luo Yuchu got up, and cast a bright smile at Gong Linglan, but the words he said were cruel: "Why, can't you?"

Gong Linglan lowered her eyes at a loss, hid behind a man, and called weakly: "Master."

The man was handsome, with eyebrows and eyes similar to Gong Linglan, he coughed lightly: "What are you doing with this disciple?"

"Can't the head tell, this kid likes me."

"you!"

"let me go!"

The voices of the sect master and Mo Yun sounded at the same time, but it was the young man who slapped the fan next to him who spoke again: "Miss Luo, he already said to let him go, this is Master Ye's disciple."

The young man smiled like a fox, and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the head.

"Gu Bai Ye, it's fine if she messes around, what are you doing?"

Gu Baiye took two steps back with a smile, and stared at Gong Linglan unkindly, "I'm afraid I'll let down the young master's desire to call us here."

Mo Yun was pressed on the bed with vines binding her hands and feet, and she had to endure the smell of alcohol from the people around her. Fortunately, she cared about the presence of others and didn't go too far.

He thought, if Ye Wuchen did this to him, he might feel better.

But it is imagination after all.

Chirping Waiwai over there didn't know what they were discussing, anyway, Mo Yun felt that he was going to suffocate, and the despair in his heart surged up like waves, as if being strangled by the throat.

Suddenly, he thought a little confused, what would happen if he yelled those two words at this time, would he come?Still waiting by the door.

The strange thing is, why is he so sure that Ye Wuchen is by the door?

"Are you three blind?"

With the spirit gathered in Ye Wuchen's hand, he threw the high-spirited Luo Yuchu from the bed to the ground, cut off the vines on Mo Yun's body, and threw a large robe to cover him.

He lifted Luo Yuchu who was on the ground, and seeing her scream suddenly, she showed a successful mischievous smile, but quickly suppressed it.

Seen from Mo Yun's side, Ye Wuchen's hands trembled a little, but he quickly hid them under his sleeves. He grabbed Luo Yuchu's ear, dragged him on the ground and walked a few steps forward. During this time, Luo Yuchu Yu Chu didn't hear the screams.

After all, he is an elder of the Cangsong Sect, and the sect leader was a little annoyed, "Master Ye Immortal, have you already done this?"

Ye Wuchen remained silent, and only cast his eyes at Gu Baiye, who was watching the play, a long sword was thrown from his hand, and it pierced straight into Gu Baiye's right chest. He heard him grunt, and said: "My disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect How can you tolerate such bullying?"

"Master Palace, I don't know what kind of relationship you have with this woman. You can do whatever you want in private, but today, you guys are really brave."

Ye Wuchen's beautiful eyes opened angrily, and he stomped Luo Yuchu under his feet. As soon as he exerted force, there was the sound of bones breaking.

"what!"

"Yu Chu!"

Ye Wuchen looked at the anxious face of the sect master lightly, and sneered: "It really has a long history, isn't it?"

After all, Luo Yuchu exerted another two points of force on his feet, and Luo Yuchu's body was hit by electric current and heavy blows, so he naturally passed out from the pain.

Ye Wuchen kicked away the woman under his feet, stared at the leader without sadness or joy, and stated a fact: "You can't beat me."

The head of the sect looked at Luo Yuchu with distressed eyes. He looked at him for a while, then looked at Mo Yun on the bed, and finally left with a sigh.

"Sorry, I will clarify this matter with Xianjianmen."

He flicked his sleeves and hugged Luo Yuchu who was on the ground, not noticing Gong Linglan's frightened eyes.

Gu Baiye looked down at the wound on his chest, shrugged nonchalantly, and left with the head.

"The rumors are not credible, the rumors are not credible."

After sending the four of them away, Ye Wuchen couldn't hold on, and fell down on the coffee table beside him, with only a little bit of consciousness remaining.

Mo Yun wanted to jump out of bed, but was stopped by his complicated eyes.

He knew that Ye Wuchen might have something to say again.

"Shameless."

With a weak voice, Ye Wuchen hesitated for a long time before speaking.

In recollection, Ye Wuchen had fought with Luo Yuchu [-] times.

Luo Yuchu: "Your apprentice looks good."

Ye Wuchen: "Of course, follow me."

Luo Yuchu: "...Why are you protecting him like this?"

Ye Wuchen: "It's so good-looking, I'm afraid of being kidnapped."

Luo Yuchu: "Master Ye is really good at joking."

When Mo Yun regained his senses, he heard the two of them arguing like children. He sipped his tea in silence, but was attracted by Gong Linglan's eyes glued to him.

He held the tea and looked over, met Shanggong Linglan's gaze, smiled back, and then grabbed Ye Wuchen's sleeve.

Ye Wuchen immediately stopped arguing with Luo Yuchu, lowered his head and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yun shook his head lightly, continued to sip his tea gracefully, then raised his head and smiled at Gong Linglan.

This is my master.

Gong Linglan looked away silently, and inadvertently grabbed Luo Yuchu's sleeve - as expected, there was no movement.

Luo Yuchu looked at the interaction between the two, propped his face and said, "Master Ye is very kind to his apprentice."

Ye Wuchen smiled without saying a word.

"It's just that this apprentice is still young, no matter how good he is when he grows up, I can't control him."

She opened her mouth lazily, meaning something.

Ye Wuchen shot back with a smile: "I am kind to my apprentice, not to control him."

Mo Yun blinked and pulled his sleeves tighter.

Master treats him so well because he is afraid of him.

Luo Yuchu turned his head and said "boring".

"Master Ye, my master is like this, don't worry about it."

Gong Linglan smiled at Ye Wuchen, holding the teacup in both hands, "Speaking of which, I'm quite grateful for Master Ye's help in the Secret Realm of Soldiers."

Speaking of this, Ye Wuchen suddenly thought of the space in the secret realm, he said: "After we separated, did you encounter anything?"

Gong Linglan's face turned pale suddenly, he stared down at the tea in the cup, hesitated for a long time and did not speak.

Seeing his reaction like this, Ye Wuchen nodded to himself: "I met something that I don't want to face, right?"

Gong Linglan paused for a long time, then nodded slightly.

"It doesn't matter, I also encountered it. But it is just an illusion created by the soldiers. The general effect should be to bring people back to the memories they don't want to face and break people's hearts."

Gong Linglan continued to nod, glanced quietly at Ye Wuchen, who was still analyzing himself, and said, "Does Immortal Master Ye have any bad memories?"

"He's not a god, of course there will be."

Luo Yuchu lay on the table and spoke speechlessly.

Gong Linglan smiled and fell silent.

But Mo Yun tugged Ye Wuchen at this moment, and said softly, "Master, I also..."

He didn't say the next words, but Ye Wuchen knew what he was going to say, hugged Mo Yun gently, and he spoke softly.

"it's already over."

Mo Yun, who did not expect to receive this kind of treatment, was a little at a loss. He originally wanted to make Gong Linglan on the opposite side envious, but now, how should he respond?

Fortunately, Ye Wuchen only hugged him and left, and Mo Yun's bewilderment didn't last long.

It's just that looking at Ye Wuchen's clean side face now, Mo Yun wonders if there will be himself in the memories he doesn't want to face?

He didn't dare to ask, he couldn't accept the two answers of "yes" or "no".

He could neither accept that Ye Wuchen had himself in Ye Wuchen's unbearable memories, nor could he bear that Ye Wuchen had worse memories than in the Demon Realm.

After the continuous drizzle stopped, the four separated.Ye Wuchen led Mo Yun to ride on Yunchen, and swept the thin cloud beside him with his fingers.

Mo Yun was a little puzzled: "Master, don't you need to pass the position talisman?"

Ye Wuchen: "... Yun Chen cannot be left idle."