After being dressed as cannon fodder, I was tricked by the master

As soon as the hands on the waist tightened, Mo Ziyu asked him, "When did you know?"

"It was just a guess before, but didn't Master intend to hide it when he came out this time?" After saying that, he pasted it, and sniffed a strand of Mo Ziyu's long hair under his nose, and then continued: "Even the smell Didn't hide it."

"Quite sharp." Mo Ziyu said and lightly squeezed the soft flesh on Fei Yuchen's waist.

This time Fei Yuchen not only did not hide, but also teased: "I have always been sensitive to Master."

The two lay together and exchanged glances, poor Qingyuan was stunned by the two of them, and the two of them deliberately suppressed their voices when they spoke, Qingyuan's mind was in a mess at this time, and he didn't hear what he said at all. What.

All I saw was that Fei Yuchen climbed onto Mo Ziyu's shoulder and blew on the tip of Mo Ziyu's ear, and then he became confused.

Three people, two of them stick together, they don't look easy to mess with.The one that looked weaker was left in a daze, so that thing flapped its wings, bared its fangs, and rushed straight to Qingyuan.

The "buzzing" sound brought by the waving of wings brought Qingyuan back to reality, he raised his hand to block the attack of that thing with his Xuanwu sword, and then quickly drew a golden rune with his left hand.

The rune was attached to the thing's wings as soon as it got up, and a golden flame was ignited, and the thing "squeaked" and fell to the ground.

Only then did he see what that thing looked like.

Half the size of a fist, with two large striped tentacles on the top of the head, the fat body shrinks and shrinks with breathing, and the golden skin is covered with white short fluff, like a piece of moldy round chestnut cake.

After the wings were burned by the rune, it landed on the ground and screamed for a while, then the six long legs with black hooks twisted and turned, and then jumped up to a height of three feet.

Seeing that it was about to attack again.

Qingyuan swung the Xuanwu sword horizontally, his brows and eyes were slightly cold.

He saw that thing spew out a stream of black air from behind its buttocks, then landed on the ground at a high speed, turned around and was about to run.

Qingyuan raised his sleeve to cover his nose, and waved a stream of air with his Xuanwu sword.

Seeing that the thing was about to run away, Fei Yuchen reached out and poked Mo Ziyu's chest and said, "Master, it's about to run away."

Then Mo Ziyu responded casually: "If Qingyuan can't solve that problem, I asked him to come here to visit the mountains and rivers?"

Fei Yuchen turned his head and looked around, and said, "Master, isn't it a little bit forced to go sightseeing in this place?"

The hands around the waist were loosened, and then the shoulders were pushed. After Leng Xiang pulled away, Mo Ziyu said coolly: "If your test is the same as before, sleep on the floor for a month."

Fei Yuchen lowered his head, eyes filled with anticipation: "Does Master also sleep on the floor?"

"What do you think?" Mo Ziyu turned her head and asked him back.

"Oh." Wen Yan Fei Yuchen tactfully raised his hand and touched his nose.

During the conversation between the two of them, after Qingyuan waved away the black energy, he tapped his toes to the ground, the Xuanwu sword left his hand, and when the point of the sword sank into the back of the thing, the person chasing the sword grabbed the sword with his backhand and pulled it back.

The Xuanwu sword left the body, and the thing turned into light spots from the wound, and disappeared into the forest after a while.

Qingyuan raised his hand and transformed into a white handkerchief, wiped the Xuanwu sword carefully, and then stretched out his five fingers to retract the sword.Turning his head, he saw Fei Yuchen raised his hand to touch his nose, then stuck it on it, and was pushed back by Mo Ziyu.

So I couldn't help but sighed in my heart, and said—Senior Sister sincerely does not deceive me.

Then he glanced at Mo Ziyu, who was frowning coldly, and sighed in his heart—I don't know how many times Brother Mo would be enough for Master.

Seeing that Fei Yuchen was going to post it again, Qingyuan simply raised his hand to his lips and coughed, and then said: "Brother, let's go on our way. Otherwise, we won't be able to go back before Master leaves the customs."

Fei Yuchen thought it was fun in his heart, and wanted to tease Qingyuan, so he nodded without explaining.

Mo Ziyu saw through Fei Yuchen's thoughts at a glance, and the corner of his mouth curled up, without revealing his identity.

Two pretended to be confused, and one was really confused and continued on their way.

The three of them went up the stone steps.

After two sticks of incense, the red maple gradually retreated, and there were patches of green bamboo again.

The indistinct fragrance at the foot of the mountain strikes again, and the smell is a bit heavier than before.

"Ha... ha... Ha Qiu." Fei Yuchen raised his hand, rubbed his nose, and sneezed loudly.

If it weren't for the fact that sealing the sense of smell would ignore many things, Fei Yuchen really wanted to temporarily seal the sense of smell.

A cold fragrance hit, and a gray handkerchief was handed over.

Fei Yuchen raised his hand and grabbed the handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, then took a deep breath, and the numbness and itchiness in the nasal cavity faded away.

So he took another deep breath, and before he could breathe out, someone patted his head, and a helpless voice rang in his ears.

"Why have you become more and more stupid recently?"

Fei Yuchen turned his head very solemnly, frowned and said, "Brother Mo, you have failed your studies recently."

Covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, his brows were furrowed, coupled with a very serious expression and a husky voice, it was funny no matter how you looked at it.

So Mo Ziyu couldn't help laughing out loud.

Walking on the edge, Qingyuan's brows became tighter and tighter, and the sound of the two people's hip-hop came to his ears from time to time. After struggling for a long time, he finally couldn't hold it back, and inserted a few steps between the two, and then said pitifully to Fei Yuchen: "Brother, I'm a little scared, so I want to go among you."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and asked Mo Ziyu in a low voice, "Brother Mo, do you have any objections?"

Mo Ziyu looked at the little apprentice whose eyes were full of light, nodded and did not refuse.

On the contrary, Fei Yuchen was staring at the back of Qingyuan's head, wanting to lift him up and put him back to his original position.

"What has Brother Mo been up to lately? Speaking of which, the last time we said goodbye, I haven't seen Brother Mo for a long time." Qingyuan bluntly looked for a topic.

Mo Ziyu smiled and nodded, "I haven't seen you for a while, but I'm not busy."

Qingyuan said "Oh", and then asked: "I heard from you and senior brother that Brother Mo has a happy event during this time. My sister-in-law must be very worried about Brother Mo when I go out this time."

"Where did you learn all these words?" Mo Ziyu asked in a serious tone.

Qingyuan didn't know how to say these things, and he was very awkward as soon as he uttered the words. Hearing Mo Ziyu's question, he immediately blushed, opened his mouth, and didn't know how to respond.

How could Fei Yuchen miss such an opportunity.So he raised his hand and grabbed Qingyuan's collar, pulled him back to his side, and then said to Mo Ziyu with a smile: "The younger sisters at home are messing around, let him hear it."

Mo Ziyu glanced at the real master in Qingyuan's mouth, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Thanks to little brother Mu for reminding me, I don't know if the person in my family is really worried as little brother Mu said."

Hearing this, Fei Yuchen replied shamelessly: "Brother Mo is so powerful, you must not worry about it." Then the words changed, and he answered even more shamelessly: "I miss you, I must miss you very much. Brother." After saying that, he raised an eyebrow at Mo Ziyu.

Then I heard Qingyuan next to me interjected: "Master must miss us very much in retreat, brother, you say yes." After finishing speaking, he innocently blinked at Fei Yuchen.

The meaning inside and outside the words is very obvious, Fei Yuchen felt funny in his heart, raised his hand and patted Qingyuan on the head, and said with a smile: "How old are you, why are you thinking all kinds of messy things in your head."

Then I heard Qingyuan lower his head and mutter in a low voice: "Senior brother, didn't you ask me something more messy..."

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by the panicked Fei Yuchen, who could only protest with his eyes open.

Fei Yuchen whispered "Hush" at him, and then deliberately raised the volume and said, "Are you tired from walking? Let's find a place to rest. If you are tired, you have to say no loudly. Your brother and I will certainly not." Forcing you to hurry."

While talking, he signaled Qingyuan with his eyes, Qingyuan whose mouth was covered had no choice but to blink to express acceptance.

Mo Ziyu just stood aside and laughed watching the two senior brothers make a fuss.

Since the rest was an excuse, the three of them went up again not long after.

Walking to the halfway up the mountain, the stench was accompanied by smoke rolling down from the mountain.

Mo Ziyu reached out and took out the pearl.

Fei Yuchen asked excitedly: "Can this thing get rid of the smell?"

Mo Ziyu shook his head and tossed the pearl up.

After getting a negative answer, Fei Yuchen curled his lips in disappointment, and then saw pairs of red eyes exposed in the smoke, the size of red beans, one pair next to the other, very scary.

Seeing this scene, Fei Yuchen flinched directly towards Mo Ziyu, and asked tremblingly, "This...what is this...what the hell is this?"

Half-truth, half-false, just to take advantage of the opportunity to grab Mo Ziyu's arm.

Even Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, and he was stunned for half a second before he drew out the Xuanwu sword.

"Red-eyed butterflies themselves are not a threat, but they like to live in groups and drink human blood. When they move out, there are hundreds of them together." Mo Ziyu said as he stretched out his hand to break Fei Yuchen's fingers on his arm one by one. open.

Then he turned his head and whispered to Fei Yuchen with a smile, "Go, I like you."

"Master..." Fei Yuchen grabbed his hand back again, looking pitiful.Then Mo Ziyu said indifferently: "One month floor."

Fei Yuchen continued to stare.

"Two months."

Fei Yuchen drew out the long sword in grief and anger, and when he was about to charge up, his left hand was grabbed.He turned his head in surprise, and heard Mo Ziyu say: "Use the spirit ring."

The spirit ring has been worn on his finger since he recognized his master, and Fei Yuchen has never used it once, and he has long forgotten this natal magic weapon.

"Although, but. Spirit rings are not as useful as long swords. Why don't you let me smash them with spirit rings?" After saying that, he lifted the long sword and pointed it at those red eyes.

Mo Ziyu: "..."

Having said that, after all, he still took away the long sword and summoned the spirit ring.

"Inject spiritual power and turn it into a sword." Mo Ziyu said.

Fei Yuchen clasped his hands together, and slowly pulled them apart. The spirit ring naturally came off his heels, and slowly turned into a long sword as the distance between his hands stretched apart.

The blade is thin and narrow, and the whole body is cold.Holding the sword hilt, as if holding a piece of ice, Fei Yuchen shivered from the cold.

Holding the sword, he rushed into the smoke, and after a while, he heard the sound of "Wow Ka Ka" coming from inside. Qingyuan frowned when he heard the sound, and was about to break free from Mo Ziyu's hand and rush in.

Then Mo Ziyu grabbed him by the collar and fixed him in place.

Qingyuan turned his head and said anxiously: "Brother Mo, the smoke is so thick, I don't know how many strange things are inside, let me go, I'm going in to help my brother."

"You stay here, I'll go in and help him, watch out, don't let the things inside come out."

Qingyuan looked at the Xuanwu sword in his hand, then at Mo Ziyu, finally nodded and said: "Brother Mo, be careful."