On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

As Fang Yuan thought, Mo Xiaofan did hide in the bamboo sea to build a foundation.

He felt that it was safe here, so he built a small shed with bamboo here, retracted it and started to practice, no matter the scorching sun insects bit him, he didn't move a single bit.

But it was raining, and the heavy rain and wind overturned his bamboo shed, pressing him down and protecting him.

So Mo Xiaofan didn't come out, there used to be such weather, those people didn't want to live with him and drove him out, so he huddled in the shed where the duck was, hugging a duck tightly.The duck quacked and covered him with its little wings.

Mo Xiaofan likes small animals, and small animals also like him.

But the next day, the duck was slaughtered as an animal for making soup for the door owner, and he never saw it again.

Mo Xiaofan's face was covered with rainwater, he opened his mouth silently and waved his hands, as if he was waving away the rainwater, but also seemed to shrink into a ball. When Fang Yuan saw him, he thought he saw a bird being crushed under the Five Elements Mountain. The beautiful Monkey King has ferocious facial features, but nothing can destroy him.

"..." It was miserable and funny.

Mo Xiaofan also found him, stopped shouting, and let out a low, threatening growl from his throat.Fang Yuan approached step by step as if he didn't see it, then squatted down, and looked at the kid who was pressed down below.

Dirty, like a savage, he held up the umbrella and tried to wipe Mo Xiaofan's face.But Mo Xiaofan didn't appreciate it, he bit the back of his hand, almost wanting to tear off a piece of flesh.

Fang Yuan didn't respond, he let him bite, and when he was about to let go in doubt, he pulled his hand out, and bit down on him with lightning speed, biting harder than the pup Mo Xiaofan , and finally spit it out, and threatened him twice with "Wow--" in the face.

I don't know if he was shocked by this operation, but Mo Xiaofan stayed where he was.

Fang Yuan laughed angrily: "Bite you, like who has no teeth, why don't you get out?!" Then, without waiting for Mo Xiaofan to react, he pinched his neck with one hand, and performed a surgery to force Mo Xiaofan to Turning into a puppy, he pulled him out of the collapsed shed and held him in his arms.

"Be honest! Otherwise, I'll throw you into the water." Fang Yuan threatened.

Mo Xiaofan finally became completely quiet, as if he was afraid that he would throw him into the water, his small body trembled, but he refused, and couldn't help but press against Fang Yuan's warm chest.

In the end, there were only two milk sounds of "嘿嘿", and two tears flowed out of the round dog's eyes.

But Fang Yuan didn't hear it. He returned to the bamboo building before the final thunderstorm. The umbrella formation almost failed, and he was completely drowned.He immediately took Mo Xiaofan out, the pup's fur was completely wet, and he could wring out a handful of water.

Fang Yuan boiled water for him to take a bath first.

Mo Xiaofan was afraid of water, thought this was Fang Yuan's way to play tricks on him again, he struggled hard, Fang Yuan was scratched several times by him, he held him down while hissing, it took all his strength to put him down After washing off with rainwater, a layer of elixir was applied to the wound.

Finally, the dog was wrapped in a towel, wiped clean, and Maomao was dried with a fire talisman.

When Mo Xiaofan was put on the bed, not only Mo Xiaofan had already passed out, but Fang Yuan was also extremely tired.The protagonist is so capable of tossing around, he feels that killing walking corpses is not so tiring.

After doing this, he took a comfortable bath, and then went upstairs with a bowl of warm spiritual goat's milk.

But Mo Xiaofan was no longer on his bed.

Fang Yuan was startled, wouldn't he run out again?Is the protagonist so stubborn?However, he soon noticed that the quilt in the corner was undulating, and when he lifted it to look, he found that Mo Xiaofan was curled up sleeping inside, and his ears were shaking when he came into contact with the cold air.

Fang Yuan was annoyed and funny, he came out with the pup, put the rim of the bowl to his mouth, and said softly, "Eat it quickly, it will be good for your health."

The dog moved its nose instinctively, and then licked up a bowl of goat milk in a daze.

Fang Yuan was exhausted, thunderstorms rumbled outside, and it was warm and dry inside. It was rare for him not to practice, even the dog was hugged in his arms, and fell asleep.

It was only in the middle of the night that Mo Xiaofan suddenly made a moaning sound, and Fang Yuan touched it with his hand, only to find that his whole body was scorching hot, and even the fluff around the eye sockets was wet with physiological tears.

So he forcibly fed the dog another dose of elixir, and then pressed his palm against his spine with spiritual energy, and coaxed him through the night like this.

……

Mo Xiaofan fell into a coma for two days, and the rain outside never stopped.

Chang An came here once, bringing medicine for typhoid fever, and news from outside.As Fang Yuan expected, there was a tsunami on Wumu Xiaozhou, and a large number of marine monsters were brought in. The shore was severely damaged, and many monks went down the mountain.

Chang An also wanted to go, and this time he came here specially to tell him.

"Go, be careful." Fang Yuan said with a smile.

There are still some days before classes start at Wufeng Academy, and since sword practice is not available outside, Fang Yuan simply stays in the bamboo building to meditate and practice, reading a few articles of ancestors' insights every day, and accumulating his previous experience in Funing City.

People who also learned from here lighted the fragrance of water flowers, so that they can calm down and calm down.

"Everyone who cultivates the Tao must first cultivate his mind..." The soft and slow voice rang in the master bedroom, making the dog ears on the bed move, and he could hear it more clearly, "He who cultivates the mind will keep the heart from moving. Those who don't see the inside view, don't enter the outside view, are quiet inside and outside, calm and calm..."

Fang Yuan finished reading an article as usual, and when he was about to put it away, he raised his eyes but stopped.

Mo Xiaofan woke up at some point, squatting on the bed, tilting his head and listening to him read.

"You want to learn?" Fang Yuan deliberately teased him.

Mo Xiaofan didn't speak, just squatted there quietly, but he swept his tail.

"Come here if you want to learn, come to me, and I will teach you," Fang Yuan said, "I keep my word."

After a while, the thirst for knowledge and cultivation still overcame everything, Mo Xiaofan walked up to him with his calves stepping, raised his head, his amber pupils were as clear as a piece of candy.

Fang Yuan's heart melted at the sight.

He bent his lips, hugged the pup, and didn't tease him anymore, but carried him to the table, and gave him a basic formula for nourishing Qi.

"You have to learn from this, do you know how to read?"

The puppy babbled, not sure if it meant he knew him or he didn't know him.

Fang Yuan somehow understood what he meant: "Then I'll teach you how to read first."

So Fang Yuan spent the whole afternoon teaching him how to practice calligraphy, and slowly crumbled the Yang Qi formula to explain it clearly to him. Fang Yuan asked him to use his claws dipped in ink to press on what Mo Xiaofan didn't understand.

He failed to break through and exhausted his body too much, so he could only maintain his original shape for the time being.

That being the case, Mo Xiaofan listened very carefully.There is also a school in the outer peak where the handyman is, teaching calligraphy and reading, Mo Xiaofan also wants to go in, he has saved enough paper and pens from work, and even sewed a small schoolbag, but he was kicked out, and the pen was also taken away .

Others beat him and kicked him in the stomach.

In the end, he could only huddle in the grass outside the school to eavesdrop, and even the posture of meditation practice was imitated by others.Fang Yuan didn't know about this, and only thought that the protagonist would succeed if he was born with a breakthrough, but for a poor meditator, how could foundation building be easy?

In the original book, Mo Xiaofan miraculously opened his blood and passively induced spirits because he rescued Mu Qiwu from life and death.

Now that he has read the formula of nourishing qi, he realizes in a daze that cultivation is not just about sitting quietly, but also doing so many things.The pup sneezed three times in a row with its black nose, staining the paper.

As if Fang Yuan didn't notice, he patted his head and changed the page again.

He didn't stop until night fell, the pup's stomach was already growling with hunger.Fang Yuan cooked another bowl of goat milk for him, this time Mo Xiaofan tried to lick it after smelling it for a while, and drank it deliciously.

Fang Yuan didn't resist touching him anymore, but he would bark his teeth if he touched him too much.

"Okay, from now on you will be my senior handyman, number 9528, I will not beat you and scold you, and I will teach you how to practice. But in exchange, when you grow up, you will be my little brother and listen to me .”

"If you agree, call once, if you disagree, call twice."

"Wang Wang-"

"Okay, since you have no objection, then it's settled, and those who don't abide by the agreement will become puppies," Fang Yuan added, "The kind whose ass blooms."

"Wang!"

All in all, Mo Xiaofan still lived in the bamboo building, and lived in the original quiet room, covered with soft quilts.

There is also a small ball toy, which can be pushed and played. The pup resisted it at first, but when he saw the door was closed, he couldn't help but go up and push it with his head.

"Swipe la la!" The small ball of silk tape rolled around, making a pleasant sound of small bells hitting.

Mo Xiaofan then pushed again——

"Swipe la la..."

"Swipe la la..."

The small bell next door rang all night, first very slowly, as if probing something, then faster and faster, Fang Yuan could hear the sound of Mo Xiaofan's short legs rubbing against each other.

The corner of his mouth twitched, pretending he didn't hear it.

The rain finally stopped and the weather suddenly cleared up.

Mo Xiaofan was finally able to go out to let the wind go, since he likes the shape of a dog, Fang Yuan simply modified his waist tag and turned it into a hanging tag, so that Mo Xiaofan can come in and out freely regardless of whether he is a dog or a dog.

After a while, everyone in the Qingfeng Sword Sect knew that the senior brother had raised a half-demon.

Mo Xiaofan has to run three laps in the bamboo sea every day to exercise his physical strength. Fang Yuan has read the book and knows the direction of his cultivation, which is to lay down the foundation.Demon cultivators are different from human cultivators, focusing on innate skills. Since Mo Xiaofan will evolve into the original form of the giant hyena swallowing dog sooner or later, it is better to only focus on physical fitness now, and take the path of physical cultivation with wide opening and closing, focusing on speed, The three simple and crude elements of strength and combat awareness.

Spells and weapons are nothing to him, and he himself is the ultimate killer in the world.

"Ow—"

Huang Chengcheng's puppy jumped in the grass, and he ran more and more remote until he came to a lake.Few people come here, the green grass grows wildly, and the azure lake is like a clear and beautiful gemstone, reflecting the boundless sky.

It's like a pool of sparkling sake.

The peach blossoms on the shore are also slowly withering. A person is wearing a veil, with his eyes slightly closed, playing the piano cross-legged.

Mo Xiaofan was squatting on the stone, listening to the sound of the piano, his tail was wagging.

When "Mu Qiwu" finished playing, I saw the puppy looking at him with big watery eyes.Recently, Mo Xiaofan has been raised very well, his fur has a milky smell when he drinks milk, his body has become a little rounder, his spirit is radiant, every place has been neatly combed, and he even wears a pink waistcoat.

It looks cute and cute, which is very different from before.

Xiao Qing found it interesting, her eyes stayed on Mo Xiaofan's pink vest, and she said in a lazy but determined tone: "He wove it."

The pup nodded.

Xiao Qing stretched out her hand and touched him once in a while: "It's not bad."

This sentence is meaningful, and I don't know what it is praising.

Mo Xiaofan didn't understand, he just licked his palm affectionately.

=== Volume [-]·End of Spring ===