The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

Mo Nanke had a long, long dream.In the dream, when he first came to this world, he was still the Patriarch Qingxiao who had cultivated all over the world.

He wasn't stubborn about his cultivation, and he suddenly recalled what happened at that time, but it was because he remembered his Huai'an.Dizzy, Mo Nanke went through all the things between himself and Shen Huai'an.Among those past events that rushed to his face, Mo Nanke suddenly came to his senses.

——No wonder some people say that one drink and one peck is predetermined.From the very beginning, Huai'an's thoughts for him were not without trace.

How could there be no trace?The three-year-old's inexplicable dislike for his senior brother.When he was five years old, he waited in the mountains for three days for the ferret he hunted for him.When I was young, I quietly isolated myself from contact with those nuns.Those past events that came from another life are scattered and piled up one after another.

There was still darkness in front of him, Mo Nanke didn't open his eyes, but sighed softly.He didn't know how he became that child's obsession, but Huai'an couldn't be blamed for everything they got to this point.

What's more, if the hero of his family really had such thoughts for him early on, then he would not only have suffered alone for 600 years.In addition to the 800 years of falling into different time and space, before and after, what he owes is 400 years.For Huai'an, every minute and every second during these 400 years is probably an interactive torment of longing and obsession, right?

When writing articles before, Mo Nanke always felt that thousands of years were just the bytes written by the author, but when he really returned to his own world for three years, he also personally felt the three years of concern.Mo Nanke didn't even dare to think about the 400 years of suffering from lovesickness in a different place.

These times that he dare not even imagine, but his apprentice has experienced them day by day.

Thinking of this, Mo Nanke suddenly felt distressed.His hero, the first time he used words to outline the shadow of this person, this person condensed all his beautiful imaginations.That's a preference, before the story begins.That being the case, even as an author, Mo Nanke would not be willing to look at Shen Huai'an and get nothing.What's more, to Mo Nanke, Shen Huai'an was more than just "the hero of the novel" from the very beginning.

He is his apprentice, and he wants to take care of him for the rest of his life, only wishing him happiness and well-being.It's not that they don't know that a man is a man who is entrusted with a great task from heaven. He must first toil his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, empty his body, and gain what he can't.It's not that I don't know how to endure hardships in order to be a master.But Mo Nanke just couldn't bear Shen Huai'an to suffer a little bit, and even more couldn't bear to let him bring those cries.

There was still a dull pain in the unspeakable place under his body, but the anger that rushed to the top of his head just now had dissipated.Mo Nanke sighed, and he began to question himself.

In the beginning, I took the child away from the Shen family, except for being hit in the atrium by the weakness of the newborn child, is it true that there is really only the aura of the hero left?

At that time, he was already the person with the highest cultivation in this world. Even without the protection of the protagonist, who in this world can do anything to him?Looking back after a lifetime, Mo Nanke tasted his mood at that moment again, only to suddenly realize that it was really a kind of preference. If he really wanted an explanation, perhaps only the so-called fate could explain his mood at that time.He had a predestined relationship with this child, that's why he clearly knew that he had taken in the wrong apprentice, but still hugged him back, put him by his side and educate him carefully.

"The male lead will always bend, and those who pass through will always be thrown down."

At such a moment of entanglement, Mo Nanke suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard in the author group.Then...he was all bad.

This is the definition of God's horse time travel! ! !Those who sum up this definition will definitely have no little JJ, no little JJ! ! !Be crushed for a lifetime! ! !

Thinking back to his state of mind that he had sorted out just now, Mo Nanke found out with tears in his eyes that he may or may not have looked like... just opened his eyes and then turned away calmly? ? ? ?

#Always thinking about coming back to find a blue boy paper uncle is not bent~#

The small theater in my heart was screened ten thousand times by "Missing a Blue Boy" paper, ten thousand times, Mo Nanke actually accepted the fact that he was bent with a distorted calmness.

#写文 The uncle who wrote himself crooked at the end is also very hardworking. #

#After crossing over, I grew up playing and playing off, and finally I was overwhelmed by the bear child I raised. Uncle must not be alone. #

The ninja felt a strange pain in his lower body, and Mo Nanke secretly gave himself a thumbs up.

He can't keep his eyes closed for the rest of his life. Although he doesn't want to face the brat who cried and crushed himself last night, but since he's back, he can't live with his apprentice, can he?After doing a lot of psychological construction for himself, Mo Nanke slowly opened his eyes.

The sight in front of him almost made him faint again.

His apprentice took off all his black clothes and knelt in front of the bed wearing only a snow-white undershirt.And the snow-white underclothes was still smeared with a large amount of blood, Mo Yutian was stabbing himself in the shoulder with a dagger, after piercing it, he turned around for a circle without changing his face, and then pulled it out mercilessly.

The moment he was put out, there was only a stream of blood gushing out, and the skin on his shoulder was smooth and unmarked, and the hideous wound just now did not leave even a trace on Mo Yuantian's body.

This is another magical feature of the Heavenly Demon Physique.The heavenly demon is immortal, and if the magic power is not exhausted, even the magic weapon of the fairy family can't cause any harm to him.

When Mo Nanke fainted, Mo Yuantian no longer knew how many times he stabbed himself.When Mo Nanke looked at him, his body was already stained with blood.

Seeing that Mo Nanke was done, Mo Yuantian just knelt on the ground, gave him a meaningful smile, and then handed the dagger to his hand.

"Master, Huai'an doesn't think I'm wrong." Mo Yutian walked to Mo Nanke's bed on his knees, put the dagger that was still stained with his own blood in Mo Nanke's palm, and half forced him to hold it.

Mo Nanke sat up with difficulty, and there was still unspeakable pain behind him. He wanted to say something, but Mo Yuantian raised his hand and gently pressed his lips.He knelt in front of Mo Nanke's bed, resting his head gently on Mo Nanke's knee.Then he took Mo Nanke's hand and slammed the dagger into his chest.

The feeling of the dagger piercing the flesh and blood was very clear, and Mo Nanke's hands subconsciously shook, breaking away from Shen Huai'an's imprisonment.

Mo Yuantian buried his head on Mo Nanke's knee, and gave a wry smile silently.

Or... can't it?He made it this far, but still can't do it?Before today, Master would not refuse my intimacy.He has been looking forward to Master's return for so long, but he can no longer get Master's intimacy?

So, is life really a sinking abyss?

Master, it was you who refused to save me.

Mo Yuantian suddenly fell into a demonic barrier, until the dagger stuck in his chest was carefully pulled out.Mo Nanke's hand trembled and pulled out the deadly dagger, and the usually indifferent fairy elder frantically searched for the elixir to stop the bleeding.

Pressing the wound on his chest with Weiliang's hand, Mo Nanke couldn't help yelling: "Shen Xiaoan, you don't want to die, do you? I didn't come back so hard to watch you die!"

Mo Yutian gently rubbed his face against Mo Nanke's knee, and gently covered Mo Nanke's hand pressing his wound, before he said softly, "Master, you don't blame me?"

Mo Nanke almost wanted to roll his eyes, but in the end he could only say in a cold voice: "Hurry up and heal your wounds!" However, under Mo Yuantian's unusually persistent eyes, Mo Nanke was still defeated and returned his palm. With sticky hands still covered with blood, Mo Nanke turned over on the bed, turned his back to Mo Yuantian, and said after a while: "Now that I have completely lost my cultivation base, I am not your opponent, but if I think it’s enough to end myself last night.”

The words were vague, but Mo Yuantian understood in an instant.With undisguised ecstasy in his eyes, Mo Kuantian reluctantly slid to Mo Nanke's side.

"Master."

"Master, Master."

"Master, master, master."

……

He insisted on calling, Mo Nanke never knew that his apprentice also had a repeater function.He rubbed his forehead with a headache, but finally worried about his apprentice's injury, Mo Nanke finally turned over and faced Mo Yuantian.

Cool fingers rubbed the top of Mo Yuantian's head, although there was still the sound of the iron chains colliding, but it was as gentle as before.Mo Yuantian suppressed the soreness in his eyebrows, shook his head and rubbed against Master's palm as he did many years ago.

Their movements are familiar, as if the years separated between them were just wasted time.It was as if they hadn't divided the cards at all.

Mo Nanke naturally noticed that the skin on his apprentice's chest was already smooth.Just now the feeling of a dagger piercing flesh can't fool anyone. After all, Mo Nanke has lived in this world for hundreds of years. Although he seldom kills, he still kills villains sometimes.He will never forget the feeling of the blade piercing the skin and penetrating the muscles and bones.

The only explanation is that his apprentice had many adventures that he didn't know about.When he enters this realm again, he should get to know the situation outside after throwing away those chaotic love paths.Now that he has lost all his cultivation, although he doesn't care much about it, it still has an influence.The road ahead might not be easy, and Mo Nanke had already prepared himself for this when he felt that his cultivation was lost.

Patting the top of Mo Yuantian's head, Mo Nanke let out a long sigh, and said slowly: "That's all. Tell me, what's going on with my current body? What's going on outside? What happened to the demons?" ? What happened to the Supreme Sect?"

Unexpectedly, Master would reveal what happened last night lightly and skillfully, Mo Yutian felt relieved, but more of a frustration that he had nowhere to focus.It's just that he also knew that he couldn't be too hasty. What happened last night seemed to make him feel a little more at ease, and he finally felt a little bit "this person belongs to me", so Mo Yuantian didn't force Mo Nanke to express his opinion.

He didn't believe that there was any future between them, but this person was trapped by his side after all. 600 years have passed, and Mo Yuantian no longer expects that Master will return him the same love. Compared with those so-called love and love, he believes in what he holds in his hands.

Only what you hold in your hand is really yours.

Mo Yutian quietly twirled the thin chain on Mo Nanke's wrist, and only then did he feel a little relieved and satisfied. The scarlet blood in his eyes calmed down a little, but the master's question made him feel cold.

——Master is the most upright person, can he accept that he has become a demon and is already the leader of the demon clan?

With a twinkle in his eyes, Mo Yutian took out a white fur coat from the cabinet in the cave and wrapped Mo Nanke lightly, then said: "Master just came back, and last night... I'd better take a good rest, those are just trivial matters, It’s okay to wait for Huai’an to explain it to you in detail later.”

That was the child raised by Mo Nanke himself, so how could he not notice his dodge.Feeling vaguely wrong in his heart, Mo Nanke was about to ask more questions when a familiar male voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

"Resentment, resentment, Mo Yuantian, are you in there? Come out quickly, something serious happened to the demon clan!!!"

Don't blame God.Mozu.

Just these two words made Mo Nanke's pupils shrink and his eyes widened.

Mo Yuantian gave his fur-covered hand a pause, and after a while he said with difficulty: "Master, Huai'an can explain it."

Unintentionally listening to the words of Yuan·Shen Huai'an·Xian·Mo Yuantian, Mo Nanke only felt that his heart had been greatly tested.Who of your sister can tell uncle, what is the story of prolapse of the anus? !

What about ascension?Get everyone into the demon clan and fly your sister's promotion! ! !

My heart is broken.

Holding the broken plot and the devastated little chrysanthemum, Mo Nanke silently filled his face.