The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

Xue Bohong bit her lip, she already had a decision in her heart.

Pulling out the hairpin from the top of his head and inserting it into his chest, Xue Bohong began to recite the mantra without changing his face.In order to protect this drop of your heart's blood from being stained, she resolutely forced out all her painstaking efforts the moment her memory came back to life.Xue Bohong only feels that the devil energy in her whole body is about to be evacuated now that her only heart and blood has left her body.

Seeing Xue Bohong's face turning paler, Shen Huaian immediately pumped his devilish energy into the acupoints all over her body to help her circulate the devilish energy, urging her heart and soul to find the trace of the master.

That drop of blood began to rise slowly, and finally moved in one direction.Shen Huaian and Xue Bohong looked at each other, and immediately followed.

The direction that that drop of painstaking effort is going to is—the human world.

Shen Huai'an tossed and tossed earth-shakingly at that end, but Mo Nanke had a rare few days of leisure.Apart from being harassed occasionally by Mo Zhunan during meals, poking the soft flesh on his face, he basically "slept peacefully" by himself in the big bed in the master bedroom every day.

He was also a disciple who was raised by a big shot in the sect, compared to Shen Huaian, Mo Zhunan was much more pitiful. His childhood was nothing but practicing martial arts, and it was far less interesting than Shen Huaian being played with by Mo Nanke.This also led to Mo Zhunan's interest in hunting after he accidentally caught a few small animals when he was practicing in the woods on the outskirts of the city.

The forest on the outskirts of the city is a rare and quiet place that Mo Zhunan found.In this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, although there is no thick snow in winter, but because of the thin ice everywhere and the steep mountains, few people set foot in it.The slippery, wet and cold ground is not a problem for a cultivator like Mo Zhunan, besides, there is the most abundant aura there, and it is also very secluded, so he simply goes there to practice every day.

After winter, there are fewer animals in the mountains and forests, but if you search carefully, you will come across one or two.Once when Mo Zhunan was meditating in the forest, a white-haired snow fox ran past him, Mo Zhunan subconsciously shot out a burst of spiritual power, and easily captured a snow fox.

It was dispensable and took back his mansion, but the two old nuns liked it so much that they kept clamoring to make a small winter coat for the young master.Mo Zhunan thought about the fact that the children in the family couldn't just be wrapped in blankets in the winter, so he thanked the two old mothers repeatedly, and rewarded them with moon silver.

The two old mothers were trying to please them, but they never thought they would be rewarded with silver. They were so happy that they sewed a delicate winter coat for Mo Nanke overnight using tanned fox fur.

Because the child is still young and will grow up at any time, it would be a pity if it is made of such a good material.So the two old nuns combined together and simply sewed a small cloak-like outer covering.The little cloak was really exquisite, the buttons were made of small pearls the size of rice grains, the side of the hat was sewn with a circle of fine fox fur, and a vivid little fox was embroidered on the satin.

The two put it on for Mo Nanke. The originally white and tender face was buried in the long fox fur. The raised eyes and the little fox ears specially sewn on the hat made Mo Nanke really look like a little girl. The look of a fox.

Mo Zhunan was overjoyed, hugged Mo Nanke and shook it several times, and then said deliberately annoyed him: "Where does he look like a little fox, he is clearly a little piggy."

As if to prove what he said, Mo Zhunan deliberately pinched the fat and fleshy flesh of the little face buried in the fluff, until Mo Nanke's originally fair and tender face was pinched with a touch of beauty.

Mo Nanke didn't even bother to talk to him, so he rolled his eyes silently, feeling disgusted.

The longer he was in contact with Mo Zhunan, the more Mo Nanke felt that he and his little apprentice were a little ridiculous.This guy, just this guy, is it really worth the painstaking efforts of the two of them?If he doesn't care about himself, he will be killed by himself, right?

But at that time, Mo Nanke didn't know that a person cannot be born strong.Only he himself will understand how much heartache he needs to go through before he really becomes what he "should" be in the eyes of others.

Ever since Mo Nanke had that little cloak, Mo Zhunan seemed to have fallen in love with hunting, and would bring a little game with him every day when he came back.Sometimes it was a rabbit, sometimes it was a pheasant, and once he brought back a wild boar.But I never encountered things like snow foxes and ferrets again.This made Mo Zhunan a little regretful.

Regarding Mo Zhunan's convulsion-like hobby, Mo Nanke would not comment.But after he fell in love with hunting, there were indeed some benefits, for example... Mo Nanke no longer had to eat only boiled rice milk.When Mo Zhunan brought back the pheasant, the old woman would make soup from the pheasant for Mo Nanke to drink.

The pheasant is not fat enough, and it has a smell of earth, but for babies with weak spleen and stomach, the pheasant without much oil and water is good.Boil the chicken soup and leave the chicken alone, and then sink some flour into the soup. After standing still, take the clear soup on the upper layer, and steam it again in the cage.The chicken soup made in this way is clear and clear, and it doesn't have the earthy smell of pheasant, so Mo Nanke is fine after eating it.

The first time I used this method to make soup, the old woman was afraid that the master at home would think she was a waste, but after discovering that Mo Zhu Nan Nan had no objection but always brought back pheasants, the two fine old men gradually returned to their senses. smell.

——The master dotes on the young master in the family very much, so he treats Mo Nanke more and more.

Mo Nanke's life is not difficult, but he is not without worries.One, two, three, four, five.It's been five days, and Huaian still hasn't found him?

A layer of worry emerged in his heart, and this worry became more and more obvious with the changes in his own body.

Mo Nanke's body is clear to him. With the accumulation of spiritual power, he feels more and more that his body has a tendency to be unable to bear it.He also released the spiritual power he collected in the inner palace, but the spiritual power did not restore him to his original appearance, but collapsed in his body.

There is no spiritual power accumulated for nothing.The broken spiritual power stimulated his nerves, and when Mo Nanke tried again, he found that he could control his spiritual consciousness again.

Putting his divine sense into his inner mansion, Mo Nanke found that the originally calm and small chaotic sea in his inner mansion was now full of waves.The little man who was lying on his back also sat up, sitting cross-legged in a ball of light, his face became more and more rosy, but his little brows were tightly frowned, looking very hard.And there was a long sword resting on his knee, which was obviously the Forgetting Soul Sword that should have been in Mo Nanke's storage space.

Mo Nanke was not surprised when he saw the Forgetting Soul Sword, because it was supposed to be nurtured in his inner palace.Mo Nanke just touched his little Nascent Soul with some distress, and rubbed the little Nascent Soul's face with milky white consciousness to comfort him, but his heart was inevitably cold.

This body was originally shaped by the day after tomorrow, and he was able to hold on when he hadn't turned on the immortal emperor mode, but now he is already holding on to it.Reshaping the body is a must for Mo Nanke, and only reshaping the body again is the true return of the Immortal Emperor.

Once he looked at the prehistoric scene, as if he was reading a story.But now that the return of the Forgetting Soul Sword has filled his incomplete soul, Mo Nanke can no longer treat the past as just a story.Today's Mo Nanke naturally knows how to reshape this body again.Because he knew in his heart that his current situation, in layman's terms, was that the hardware couldn't keep up, and the software was useless.

It's just... It's not easy to reshape the body once.

Right now, no matter what, he can no longer absorb spiritual energy.Mo Nanke sighed silently, closed his eyes and really fell asleep.

In the haze, he seemed to be picked up by someone. Mo Nanke was startled, and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Mo Zhunan paused for hugging Mo Nanke, but he didn't feel the embarrassment after hugging someone secretly and being caught by the rightful owner.Lifting Tuomonanke up, he smiled and said to Mo Nanke, "Go, I'll take you to the hot spring."

After a few days of getting along with each other, Mo Zhunan gradually figured out some ways.He became more and more convinced that this child was the ancestor's illegitimate son or something... I'm afraid it was not a joke.

How can an ordinary child be so well-behaved that he doesn't cry or make trouble, except for the change of environment on the first day and the loss of a few golden beans, this child has never cried at all.How can an ordinary child be so hardy and not afraid of the cold? He had no experience in the past few days, even if he was wrapped in a quilt, this child did not get sick.

Thinking about Shen Huai'an, Mo Zhunan was more and more grateful for his smooth hand at that time.Although he didn't find the Forgetting Soul Sword he was looking for, at least he saved a little life, didn't he?

With Mo Nanke in his arms, he went to the south of the city excitedly, and Mo Zhunan thought about taking this little thing that was destined for him to enjoy it.When he was chasing prey a few days ago, he accidentally discovered that there is a hot spring deep in the dense forest in the south of the city. The water temperature is neither too hot nor too cold, which is very suitable.The rare green grass, pines and cypresses are green and the scenery is very beautiful beside the hot spring.He thought it was shameful to keep other people's children at home, and he should take them out to play.

It was also early in the morning that he packed his things excitedly, and came here with Mo Nanke on his side.

First, he stripped off the small cloak on Mo Nanke's body, and Mo Zhunan pinched a trick, holding Mo Nanke's small body in the water, allowing the warm water to submerge his small body without letting him choke .Mo Nanke watched with a complicated expression as the boss reserve stripped him naked, almost howling a few times to defend his "chastity".

"I know you're happy, so go play by yourself." Mo Zhunan, whose brain frequency is not on the same channel as Mo Nanke, only thought he was happy because he hadn't come out for a long time, rubbed his black hair and pushed him to the hot spring more inside.The spring of this hot spring is in the middle of the pool, where the temperature is higher, which is suitable for children.

After stripping himself naked, Mo Zhunan also walked out of the hot spring.There is a big rock beside the spring. When he came yesterday, he used spiritual energy to cut off the edges and corners of it.The rock was warmed by the hot spring water, and he felt good leaning on it.

Dumped a handful of water onto Mo Nanke's head, seeing him shaking his head with difficulty, being so angry that he wanted to bite someone but his hands and feet were short and he couldn't do it, Mo Zhunan smiled sincerely out.

The wanton and joyful smile escaped among the trees, Mo Nanke blushed with anger, he grabbed his fleshy fat claws hard, and "hardly" beat the water.The baby's little strength can only make a small splash, which can't reach Mo Nanke's purpose of splashing Mo Zhunan's face at all.But Mo Nanke thumped unremittingly, and in the end he even used his hands and feet together.

Mo Zhunan just smiled and watched Mo Nanke struggling in the water, and finally simply lay on his back on the boulder and ignored him.Mo Nanke's little face was flushed from holding back, and finally he lost all strength, so he collapsed in the water and floated quietly.Left and Right Mo Zhunan had already set up a formula, so he wasn't worried that the little thing would fall into the water.

The hot spring surrounded by pines and cypresses emits white mist, and it is considered peaceful and peaceful in the snow-covered forest.In the hot spring, the man lay on his back with his eyes closed, together with the little meat ball beside him, it looked like a meticulous painting.

Mo Zhunan picked up a handful of water and splashed it on his face, and pulled Mo Nanke, who was a little wilted, and held him in his arms.After poking at his little meatball, who obviously didn't want to deal with him, Mo Zhunan coaxed a few words: "Okay, okay, didn't I just splash you with water? I splashed it back, don't be angry."

Mo Nanke also felt that what he had done was too naive, so he turned his face away in embarrassment.Although he is now an eight or nine-month-old child, he is not really a child at heart.

The forest is too quiet, as if it can arouse many thoughts.

Mo Zhunan casually teased the child in his arms, but his eyes became more and more empty.He felt that there were many things in his heart that he couldn't confide in, but the too clear eyes of the child in front of him gave him the desire to confide.There was no one around, and the only living thing was a child who didn't know what to do. This situation was just right for Mo Zhunan to sort out his unspoken thoughts.

"Hey, let me tell you, I don't like Shen Huai'an very much." Reaching out and rubbing Mo Nanke's almost translucent ears, Mo Zhunan said without thinking.

#Listen to the villain telling stories, uncle must be crazy. #

Even so, Mo Nanke still obediently lay on the water beside Mo Zhunan and listened quietly.

"When I was very young, I practiced in the sect of Genzhen, and I heard about him at that time. At that time, I was just envious of his good luck, and felt that the heaven was really partial to him." Self-deprecating Looking at his fingers, Mo Zhunan continued: "Later, my luck was not bad, whether it was talent or luck, everything went smoothly."

"But, maybe I really can't tolerate two people with high luck. Whenever I see him again, I always feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart."

"I always feel... I am destined to grab something from him. And you see, I have been unlucky since I met him. Now not only have I not gotten the Soul-Forgetting Sword, I can't even go back to the sect."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhunan sank himself into the bottom of the water, leaving only a few strands of black hair floating on the hot spring.He squeezed Mo Nanke's fleshy little feet at the bottom of the water, as if he had left all the things that had been on his mind for a long time at the bottom of the hot spring.

Mo Nanke's foot was pinched, and he just wanted to kick it up reflexively.But he suddenly felt that Mo Zhunan was also quite pitiful. He was created by Heavenly Dao but had his own thoughts and his own emotions, but he had to be his puppet according to the arrangement of Heavenly Dao.

Thinking about the pheasant soup and the little cloak he had these days, Mo Nanke pursed the corners of his mouth, forget it, let's not take it as an example, let's lend it to him this time.

After a while, a string of bubbles floated out of the hot spring, and Mo Zhunan stepped on the water vigorously and burst out of the hot spring.

Grabbing Mo Nanke's fleshy little feet, Mo Zhunan pulled him upside down to his side, reached out and wiped the water on his face, Mo Zhunan suddenly burst out laughing: "Forget it, forget it, Never mind. Since I have chosen to cultivate immortals, I should always think about how to go further. I always think about fighting to the death with someone I don't know before. What's the point of that. "

Mo Nanke opened his eyes and looked at Mo Zhunan's hearty little face, a different feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

——Perhaps, his relationship with his little apprentice and Mo Zhunan will not necessarily develop so badly.

But this thought just passed by in a flash.Mo Nanke is not Shen Huai'an, he does not have such a precise guess of Tiandao's actions, but just as Shen Huai'an cannot let Mo Nanke have the slightest danger, Mo Nanke also cannot let Shen Huai be placed under a dangerous wall.

In fact, there is no chance for their master and apprentice, Tiandao, and Mo Zhunan to reconcile.

A streak of devilish energy came through the air, and shot at Mo Zhunan's hand holding Mo Nanke's ankle, with precise force and unusually fierce force.

Mo Zhunan couldn't be more familiar with that devilish energy.

Shen!Huai!install!