The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

28.Is this the rhythm of changing from year to year?

Seeing his little apprentice bleeding, Mo Nanke couldn't care less immediately.The three-foot green peak in his hand slashed fiercely, Mo Nanke ignored the danger of being sucked into the space-time crack, and stretched out his hand to pull his apprentice out.

Clasp hands.When the palm touched the slightly cool skin, Shen Huai'an was shocked suddenly, and held Master's hand firmly in the palm of his backhand.However, at this time, Shen Huai'an was too tired.Excessive blood loss and continuous time and space fluctuations exhausted all his strength.In Master's familiar and warm embrace, Shen Huai'an slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing Shen Huaian smiling weakly in his arms, he passed out without saying anything.Mo Nanke's arms tightened, and he took his little apprentice into his arms. He nodded to the disciples who were watching on the sidelines, signaling that they would go to the mountain, and then he stepped down, summoned Tengyun, and flew towards him mansion.

It's not that they don't know that this matter is definitely not over, but for Mo Nanke right now, there is nothing more important than his little apprentice.Eliminating demons and defending the Tao is not a one-day effort, but his apprentice's injury is in the blink of an eye.

The little apprentice's aura is still stable, but his waist and abdomen were injured by the long sword he personally forged. If he didn't personally absorb the spiritual power from the wound, it might not be easy to recover.After weighing the matter, Mo Nanke decided to take everyone back to the mountain first.

The matter of monsters still needs to be considered in the long term.

For Mo Nanke, the book "Mo Blame" was written more than 20 years ago.Not to mention the current him, even he who first entered this place 20 years ago may not be able to recall the plot of the story he wrote when he fought against others in the old days.But Mo Nanke vaguely remembered that the protagonist's strength was improved through encountering demons again and again.

Encounter demons, level up, fight, and become immortals.This is all the story line that Mo Nanke can remember.Although the world is different now, the direction of the story should be good.That is to say, there should be cracks in Cangshan's seal at this time, and those weak demons with weakened magic energy should have been able to escape from the seal.

——After all, the stronger the demon energy, the greater the influence of the enchantment formed by the immortal energy on them.

Immortals are no longer in this world, so naturally they don't care about things here.The battle between immortals and demons is not so much a battle between immortals and those monsters, but a battle between immortal cultivators and the demon world.As the Supreme Sect is the number one sect in the cultivation world, they cannot retreat, and they also have a duty to do so.

The Mo residence will arrive soon.Mo Nanke put Shen Huai'an on the bed in the bedroom, hesitated for a while, and then peeled off the boy's clothes.It is a good thing that the wound is still bleeding. If the blood is congealed before removing the clothes, no matter how careful Mo Nanke is, Shen Huai'an will inevitably suffer another flesh and blood pain.

The sudden chill on his body made the sleeping boy move his body, but the familiar breath kept him from opening his eyes.He scratched around indiscriminately with his hands, and finally grasped the corner of Master's clothes tightly before Shen Huai'an fainted in peace.

Mo Nanke was about to treat Shen Huaian's wound when he suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.Raising his hand to brush the boy's already angular face, Mo Nanke suddenly chuckled.That's right, from childhood to adulthood, from the original chubby boy to the current high-spirited young boy, this child's problem of wanting to grab the corner of his clothes whenever he feels insecure has not changed yet.

With the little apprentice clenching the corner of his clothes tightly, Mo Nanke raised his hand to cover Shen Huaian's wound.Wei Wei circulated the ice-type spiritual power in the palm of her hand, and the ice-type spiritual power in Shen Huai'an's wound was quickly attracted by the stronger spiritual power of the same attribute, and finally merged with them.

After the ice-attribute aura from the wound was absorbed by Mo Nanke, the wound healed well.Although Shen Huaian is unconscious now, his body will automatically repair the wound.After all, it was the cultivation base of the Golden Core stage, and within a few breaths, the wound had disappeared.

After checking the aura in Shen Huai'an's body again and confirming that he was indeed fine, Mo Nanke wanted to cover him with the quilt and leave, but the corners of his clothes were clenched too tightly.Mo Nanke's robes are loose, although it is not a problem to heal the young apprentice, but it is impossible to leave.

Unless you cut it off.

#To cut or not to cut?This is a problem.Duanxiu Shenma likes to hate cold.Uncle Nima is not Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty, and my little apprentice is not Dong Xian! ! ! #

Mo Nanke struggled silently for three seconds, and finally lay down next to the little apprentice with no psychological pressure and closed his eyes.He was also very tired, piercing through two time and space one after another, and searching with his spiritual sense for so long, even if he had the cultivation base of the transcending tribulation period to support him, he still didn't feel comfortable in the end.Then go to sleep, anyway, it's not like they didn't sleep when the apprentice was young.

Suddenly there was no sound in the room, only two long breaths remained.After half a sound, Mo Nanke, who was sleeping, unconsciously took the 15-year-old boy who had grown to his chin and couldn't fit into his arms at all, and sprayed his breath wantonly on the neck of his little apprentice.It was completely in the posture of hugging a pillow, and the persona of the agreed-upon master of the world was accidentally collapsed by Mo Nanke.

And the young boy who had just fallen asleep in Mo Nanke's arms suddenly opened his eyes.After comparing his and Master's statures, Shen Huaian rubbed Master's chest unwillingly.Finally, surrounded by the warm scent of pine wood, Shen Huai'an slightly closed his eyes.

But, not enough.How can it be just skin to skin?Perhaps one day, it would be the safest way to take this person apart and eat his flesh and blood into his own body, right?

Gently rubbing the velvet-like skin on Master's spread chest with his canine teeth, Shen Huaian suppressed the scarlet in his eyes.

And Mo Nanke fell asleep without feeling like this, even he himself felt a little unbelievable.Since stepping into the world of comprehension, he has rarely been so completely defenseless.But facing his apprentice, he easily removed the layers of protective energy that he usually put on while sleeping peacefully.

The night passed quickly.For the ordinary disciples of the Supreme Sect, this day is no different, their task is still to practice and practice.But for the peak master and elders of the Supreme Sect, the atmosphere of this day was extraordinarily solemn.

They gathered in the chamber, waiting for Mo Nanke's arrival.

Now that this step has been reached, the Supreme Sect can no longer stand idly by.This matter is so big that even a millennium sect can be overthrown in one day.Therefore, no one dared to hold this meeting without the presence of the ancestors.Even if it is opened, absolutely no one dares to make a decision.

Not long after, Mo Nanke slowly walked into the meeting hall, followed by Shen Huai'an in white clothes.Mo Nanke naturally took his seat at the main seat, while Shen Huai'an stood behind him with lowered eyebrows.The battle of Liuxian Town was nothing special to every disciple of the Supreme Sect who participated, but something was different after all.

Mo Nanke sat on the main seat and scanned every young disciple present.Suddenly, I feel that the atmosphere seems to be special... Burning.

The eagerness in those children's eyes could not be concealed.In fact, not only them, but Mo Nanke himself, so why not?He was 26 when he got here, one of those moments where he's tried a little bit of everything and hasn't gotten tired of it yet.It can't reach the end of a thousand sails, nor can it reach the indifference of the world of mortals.At this time, even Mo Nanke could never have imagined the cruelty of the so-called war between immortals and demons.

So, after half an hour, the high-level meeting of the supreme sect came to an end.They are not militants, but if they stand idly by, what will the common people do?

The disciples of the Supreme Sect are divided into three parts, one part stays at the mountain gate to protect the young children in the sect.People in the world say the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, but those of the Supreme Sect who have exploded in strength are all thousands of years old.And how can a cultivator talk about sickness and disability?So the ones who really need someone to protect are those children who have not yet grown up, and their cultivation is the only way to practice qi.They are the supreme hope, and they must be properly protected before they grow up.

The other part contacted various sects to form a camp to resist the demons, and was responsible for repairing the seal.The seal has just been loosened, but it is a precautionary measure, so this work must be done well to prevent being caught off guard by the demons.As for the seal, Cangshan's seal was placed by the ancient immortal himself, so it is not easy to restore.In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that it is said to be repaired, but in the end it is just maintenance.I don't know when this battle will end, so the longer the preparation, the better.

The rest of the supreme sect members are responsible for scattered in the four seas, destroying demons at any time.Now the seal has just been loosened, and those who escaped are all monsters with low cultivation bases.Although these monsters are not terrible, they are still a disaster to the unarmed common people.Heaven and earth support people with all things, and people have nothing to repay heaven and earth.Cultivators occupy all the treasures of heaven and earth, so they must step forward at this time to save the people.

At this point, everyone in the Supreme Sect faintly understood that the battle between immortals and demons was finally no longer a legend handed down from ancient times to them, but a battle they were about to join in.After tidying up their turbulent emotions, everyone stopped talking and went their separate ways.

Mo Nanke sat on the main seat, propped his chin with one hand, and slowly lowered his eyes.Unconsciously, he drew a word "devil" on the table with his fingers, and Mo Nanke murmured to himself, "Is the influence of demonic energy on the cultivators really so great?" Now that the little apprentice has returned safely, he has gradually calmed down. Once calm, many things become unbearable to scrutiny.

Shen Huaian stood behind him, slowly pursing his lips.He knew that what Master was talking about was the sword that Shen Yuan stabbed at him.

Something faintly crossed his mind, but Mo Nanke didn't say anything more in the end.Shen Yuan was a child he had grown up with since he was a child. Although this child acted a little impulsively and was easily bewitched by others, he did not have a heart of innocence.Mo Nanke was also afraid that Shen Yuan would do something irreversible if he pursued it further.For example, apologizing with death.

"Huai'an, you fell into the space-time rift this time, but what did you encounter?" Mo Nanke asked, rubbing his brows.The little apprentice was still in a coma yesterday, and he hadn't had time to ask about many things in detail.

#This kind of feeling of "uncle obviously gave the male lead a cheat, but I'm not sure if he picked up a cheat this time, and what kind of cheat did my uncle give the male lead, hello" is simply weak.Will not love again. #

Shen Huaian stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Master's forehead to relieve the dull pain in his head.Mo Nanke didn't tie his hair up, so Shen Huai'an simply inserted his fingers into his hair, and massaged for him with moderate strength.

His apprentice's craftsmanship is naturally good, and Mo Nanke was so comfortable that he wanted to hum.But because of his precarious image, Mo Nanke still held back.He just closed his eyes, and his back, which had been tense all the time, slowly relaxed.

"It's nothing, it's just that it's very dark there, and I've been trapped there for 800 years." This was what Shen Huai'an said after thinking about it for a long time.Except for the special qi in his body, he has never hidden anything from his master.But this time, he always subconsciously felt that it was better not to let Master know about some things.

Shen Huaian always knew how to make Mo Nanke feel bad.Probably, the more distressed Master is, the more he will indulge himself.So, it’s okay to push a little bit further, isn’t it?Thinking of this, the young man who had been standing behind Mo Nanke came up in front of him, leaned on Mo Nanke's leg and sat down, Shen Huaian's face gently pressed against Mo Nanke's knee.The whole person looks innocent and vulnerable.

800 years.Mo Nanke suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the boy who was clearly fifteen or sixteen years old in surprise.The aggrieved expression on the young boy's face softened Mo Nanke's heart, and he raised his hand to caress the top of Shen Huai'an's head, rubbing it lightly, counting it as a silent comfort.

Queen Lan...he suddenly felt that his whole body was not well.

Fake · tens of thousands of years old · real · no more than 50 years old · Mo Nanke, his apprentice is actually fake · 15 years old · real · more than 800 years old · Shen Huai'an.Nima, what rhythm is this? !Are you sure you're not cheating on Uncle... Noodle tears.