Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

The past few days have always been drizzled, washing and quenching the peach blossoms outside to make them pink and delicate, but the wind is always not so gentle, and it still blows the youthful flowers all over the place.

It was dusk when Ye Wuchen woke up, he covered his aching head from sleep, he couldn't wake up for a while, and his brain was even more chaotic.

He sat on the bed for a long time without recovering, so he could only continue to lie down, took out the porcelain white bottle, and fed himself a Qingshen pill.

He thought he was addicted to drugs.

The cool taste of pills melted in his mouth, he squinted at the bed curtains, and it took him a long time to remember what happened last night.

"...Damn it." He gritted his teeth and straightened up, but because of too much force, his head became dizzy again, and he could only lean softly on the head of the bed.

Ye Wuchen recalled everything yesterday, and murmured: "White sand and green bamboo?"

He was silent for a moment, as if remembering something.In order to verify the idea in his mind, Ye Wuchen took out the fairy book with some fear, and turned to the description on the page about "White Sand and Green Bamboo".

He looked at the method of concluding the contract, which was the same as yesterday, and then hurriedly glanced at the description of the content of the contract.

"Master...servant?"

"His uncle!"

This is to shorten his life.

As for?Is Mo Yun's brain out of whack?Give the soul to him, a person who has never believed in Mo Yun.

Is he stupid!

Ye Wuchen got up with his forehead pressed, walked barefoot on the ground, picked up the wooden comb, and combed his hair while walking.

He went to Mo Yun's room first, stared at the neatly folded bedding on the bed, and walked out of the bamboo house after a moment of silence.

It was raining lightly outside the bamboo house, and Mo Yun was sitting on a low stool peeling peach blossom branches, water was still hanging on the peach blossoms, and the rough bark outside was peeled clean by him, without leaving any dust.

Ye Wuchen hid aside and watched for a while, and when he was done, he picked up his collar, cast a barrier to avoid rain, and led people into the rain.

The rain barrier is a transparent barrier with light-colored flowers flowing on it. When the drizzle hits it, small water splashes will explode, which is full of visual enjoyment.

"Master?!" Mo Yun was taken aback by him, accidentally saw his exposed toes, hugged his waist quickly, and struggled to push back: "Master's shoes haven't been worn yet."

"Don't wear it anymore." Ye Wuchen was full of anger, and continued to hold his back by the collar, leading him forward.

Mo Yun could hear the anger in his words, and was a little puzzled: "What does Master want to do?"

"Wipe the mark." Ye Wuchen said coldly, and frowned again, as if he was afraid that he would not want to: "You are willing to make this kind of contract, I already understand your intentions, and I will not distrust you, so go and give me the mark Wipe it off."

Mo Yun struggled fiercely when he heard his words, please, he finally got in touch with Ye Wuchen, let him erase this connection now?Think beautifully!

But he is just a child, who is not as strong as Ye Wuchen. After struggling for a long time, he couldn't get rid of it. Mo Yun walked for a while with his head downcast, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. Am I dead?"

"What?" Ye Wuchen stopped and looked at him puzzled, there was nothing written about what would happen when the imprint was erased in the fairy book.

Seeing his confused look, Mo Yun held back the corners of his mouth that were desperately raised, and froze into a wry smile: "Unlike other contracts, the imprint of Baisha Cuizhu is engraved on the soul, if you want to erase it... Probably need to remove that part of the soul."

Ye Wuchen frowned, before he could think of a reason, Mo Yun said again: "Master, this contract is engraved in the blood, I want you to rest assured."

He looked up, saw Ye Wuchen's confused expression, pursed his lips in amusing, and tried to adjust a bitter and helpless expression: "Master, I..."

"You are not afraid of pain, are you?" Ye Wuchen said suddenly.

Mo Yun's expression froze, but he quickly found a way to deal with it: "If I was afraid of pain, I should have passed out last night."

He drooped his eyelashes to hide the cunning in his eyes, leaving Ye Wuchen with a sad face.

Ye Wuchen still frowned tightly, he didn't dare to confirm what was not written in the immortal certificate, and Mo Yun had no reason to stamp an unequal contract on his soul.He stared, swept his gaze over the young man's face, and said in a deep voice, "Aren't you afraid that I will use this contract to do something to you?"

Mo Yun looked up at him, his eyes were full of light, and his tone was firm: "Master will not."

"How do you know I can't?" Seeing that he trusted him so much, Ye Wuchen suddenly felt a little guilty, so he could only ask again coldly.

"I believe in Master."

His voice was very crisp, mixed with the sound of continuous drizzle around him, Ye Wuchen stared blankly at his clear eyes, in his mind was the boy kneeling on the ground and shivering at the head of the bed last night, what he said with pain Sentence: "Master, don't be afraid, I won't harm you."

Thinking of this, Ye Wuchen suddenly slapped himself on the forehead.

What a thing he is!

What a clean protagonist, he was misunderstood like that, damn it, he has a long head with a letter of blackness, and his conscience is caught by a dog and he thinks he is going to harm himself.

Ye Wuchen cursed secretly, and his hostility became heavier.

Mo Yun was frightened by this sky-high resentment, and began to examine himself for any flaws, but saw him leaning slightly, with a heavy face on his shoulders, his lips murmured, hesitant to speak.

"Master, are you, are you angry about getting up?" Mo Yun was startled by his serious expression, and gave the most reasonable explanation in his mind.

"..."

Hearing this, Ye Wuchen rubbed his face, loosened the cold and hard facial muscles, and turned them into a smile like a spring breeze.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you in the past."

His brows and eyes are stretched, and his eyes seem to be filled with scorching peaches, which are very bright and penetrating. His pale crimson lips are slightly raised, showing tenderness.

However, after knowing the emotions hidden behind his smile, Mo Yun was a little afraid of him laughing like this. That smile is like a thin wall, fixing the people inside like this, making people outside think that the people inside are like that .

So he said a little uncomfortable: "Master, please don't laugh like that, I'm quite scared."

Ye Wuchen hesitated, and began to manually adjust the curvature of the corners of his mouth, while looking at Mo Yun's expression, seeing that the emotion in his eyes was getting more and more lonely, he could only restrain his smile and frown.

"Am I smiling ugly?"

Mo Yun didn't answer, but just looked at Ye Wuchen fixedly.

Ye Wuchen was silent for a moment, then pinched his face: "Am I ugly?"

It shouldn't be, this leather is sought after by many women.

He was so engrossed in thinking that he didn't notice Mo Yun's gradually gentle eyes. He stared at Ye Wuchen, seeing his gloomy expression, he couldn't help but smiled.

If the master doesn't fake a smile, he looks like a lazy and reckless fairy who has left the mundane world, so cute.

Ye Wuchen couldn't figure it out after much deliberation, so he could only curse in a low voice in upset, and smashed his fist at the nearby peach blossom tree, the petals fell profusely and landed on the enchantment.

The rain barrier only blocks the rain, and the petals fell one after another, stopping at the top of his hair and falling at his feet.There was a straight line between Ye Wuchen's brows, he stared quietly at the gentle and gentle smile on Mo Yun's face, and said vindictively: "I don't think your smile is very pretty."

"..."

Look, it's cute.

Afterwards, Ye Wuchen went back to his room and fell asleep again. Mo Yun cast a magic spell on the cut peach blossom branch to make it immortal, and put it on Ye Wuchen's bedside.

Luo Qingyu, the No.20 seventh head of the Xianqi School, changed the school rules "You must not commit adultery before the age of 20, and those who violate it will be expelled from the sect." , voluntary confinement for three months, reflect on past mistakes."

Ye Wuchen's class also restarted, so Mo Yun also found a seat in the public repair hall to watch Ye Wuchen who was teaching gently above him.

This man's face is seductive and beautiful, it is obviously a cold and charming face, but it is made into a soft and clean expression.

After that day, Ye Wuchen obviously relaxed a lot in front of him, his expression was no longer a deadly smile, and the fake tenderness was cut off. self-blame.

As Mo Yun thought about it, he began to lower his eyes and sigh again.

"Let's go." After Ye Wuchen finished a class, he walked to his desk, grabbed his back collar with itchy hands, and led him away.

"Master, Master, don't go so fast." Mo Yun hurriedly followed.

Ye Wuchen carried him back to the bamboo house, stopped in front of the closed door, and suddenly said: "Do you like peach blossoms very much?"

"Ah?" Mo Yun had a bad feeling.

Ye Wuchen didn't care about his answer, loosened his collar, and pushed open the closed door. In an instant, a burst of rich floral fragrance hit, as if the air was filled with pink and tender colors.

The room is full of peach blossoms, on the table there are peach blossoms made of branches, intertwined and intertwined, and the floor is covered with peach blossoms, which makes people dare not step on them at all.

Ye Wuchen snapped his fingers, and a snow-white sword swept across the peach blossoms, as if dancing on the ground, and saw the silver-like spiritual power of the sword tip plating on those peach blossoms, and the petals immediately took on bewitching colors .

Immediately afterwards, the sword put the tip of the sword on the ground again, and swiped around the house. The peach blossoms swept by formed little stars, like bright and gentle fireflies on a summer night, and finally gathered into a line in the air, looking for Mo Yun and go.

Mo Yun was wrapped around his fingers by those crimson star spots, he couldn't help spreading his palms in front of his eyes, those star spots condensed into shapes in his hands, and finally gathered into a peach blossom branch with the rough bark peeled off.

It was the one he put on Ye Wuchen's bed that day.

"..."

"At that time, you wrapped it with fire spirit power. Although it could keep it from fading forever, it would wilt after a long time. I used wood spirit to maintain it, and then protected it with water spirit. If you still have Tell me any plants you want to save, don't burn them with fire spirits."

Ye Wuchen told Mo Yun calmly, not paying much attention to his almost collapsed face.

"Master, you made such a fuss about Zhou Zhang just to tell me this...?"

"Huh?" Ye Wuchen glanced at him, then pulled him inside: "Just a little mention."

Turning into the room, there was another field of blooming flowers in sight, Mo Yun was holding the peach blossom branch in his hand, a little bit collapsed.

Master is really... hardworking.

Shuang Jiang was recalled by Ye Wuchen, he pushed Mo Yun into his room with a slight push, leaving him in a dense peach blossom.

Mo Yun stood in a daze, he felt that Master had misunderstood him.

The strong peach blossom fragrance wafted out of his nostrils, he lowered his head and tiptoed to touch the flowers transformed with spiritual power, a little silly.

But looking up again, the surroundings have completely changed.

Ten miles of peach blossoms, scorching young peaches, almost decorate the world into a pink and tender appearance, the sweet fragrance of peach blossoms is tangy, the green grass is covered with dust, and the layers of powder are dotted under the sky, corresponding to the blue sky above White clouds, full of prosperity.

"..."

Master really misunderstood him.

Mo Yun held the peach blossom branch in his hand and sighed softly.

This is probably to create an illusion, and it takes a lot of spiritual power.

He walked a few steps forward, found a peach tree with a lot of flowers to lean against, staring at the peach blossom branches that were sent out and returned in his hands, depressed and funny.

After coming out of the illusion, Mo Yun hugged Ye Wuchen's waist and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Master!"

Ye Wuchen observed his expression for a while, and asked, "Do you like it?"

Mo Yun nodded heavily.

"Then..." Ye Wuchen took out a gold-rimmed drop pendant with a demon ruby ​​frame, and said, "I put this small world inside."

"..." Mo Yun took the pendant, thinking of the luxurious peach grove just now, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.He could only focus on the expensive-looking pendant.

"Master, where did you buy this drop pendant? It's so beautiful."

"I made it, is it pretty?" Ye Wuchen casually scattered the peach blossoms made by spiritual energy in the room, and watched them float out of the window and turn into stardust.

Mo Yun raised his head, looked at Ye Wuchen in shock, and then looked at the delicate and small pendant in his hand: "Master can do this?"

Ye Wuchen rolled his eyes at him: "You can cook, why can't I make accessories."evening.group.hate.

It's just taking raw materials and polishing them with spiritual power. It's not difficult for the old man in Xanadu to teach him.

Mo Yun choked, touched his nose, and hung the pendant around his neck impatiently. The bright red gemstones made his skin as white as fat.

He suddenly felt that the Fragrant Luxury Peach Blossom Forest was not so speechless, at least it felt good hanging around his neck.

Those made by Master himself must be kept close to him.

Seeing that he accepted the pendant, Ye Wuchen smiled gratifiedly, and suddenly realized something, and quickly pressed the corners of his mouth down.

He returned to his room, held a bronze mirror, looked at himself in a blur, and said to himself: "This smile is not ugly, why is Mo Yun afraid?"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth again, as if he wanted to see if there were any terrifying blue fangs inside.

After a long time, he inexplicably put down the bronze mirror, a little confused about Mo Yun's aesthetics.

There is also Xiao Baiqiu who has been clearly awake for the past two days, but hides and does not want to see people. Do you also think his smile is scary?

Ye Wuchen picked up the bronze mirror again, and tried all kinds of smiles, smiling, laughing, grinning, smirking...

No matter what kind of smile is familiar, it is gentle or crazy, or ferocious or silly. In the end, he showed a smile with peach blossoms in his eyes, as gentle as water.

"No problem, why are you scared?"

In the middle of the night, Ye Wuchen was still puzzled by this question.