The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

That magic power shot towards Mo Zhunan's wrist.Although it was fast, it was not difficult for Mo Zhunan if he wanted to escape.

But he can't hide.There is also a child with soft muscles and bones in his hand. If he dodges, the child will definitely fall into the water, and it is more likely that the child will be directly hit by the magic power.

Mo Zhunan felt it was worth it to exchange his recoverable wrist for the life of an irretrievable innocent child.So he didn't move his wrist, and actually used his wrist to catch Shen Huai'an's berserk devilish energy.

"Hmm." Mo Zhunan snorted, the hand holding Mo Nanke tightened involuntarily, and then immediately let go, for fear that his own strength would hurt the baby's soft muscles and bones.A line of blood fell into the hot spring pool, and slowly fainted. There was a penetrating scar on Mo Zhunan's wrist, and blood was oozing out.

Regardless of treating the wound on his hand, Mo Zhunan picked up the clothes that were placed on the wooden tray by the hot spring, quickly put them on his body, and adjusted the baby in his arms to a comfortable position in his arms.

A black shadow rushed from a distance, and before Mo Zhunan could react, a red light quickly sank into the eyebrows of the baby in his hand, and when he saw the black shadow clearly, the baby he held in his hand The baby's temperature has risen abnormally and rapidly, and the whole white and tender body is like a cooked shrimp.

That red light is naturally the heart of the Immortal Emperor.He was raised by Pei Lingwen for many years, but at the moment when he first saw the soul of the Immortal Emperor, that drop of blood seemed to be summoned, and it quickly entered Mo Nanke's body without the need for others to drive him.

Shen Huaian didn't want to see Mo Zhunan, but he also knew that instead of beheading him and letting Tiandao produce some new moths, it's better to put him in the open and monitor his movements at any time.After he shot that magic power just now, Mo Zhunan's every move was naturally seen by him.

The recovery of Mo Nanke's skills is due to the intercourse between him and Shen Huai'an. The strength of the two people is from the same root. The magic energy of Shen Huai'an just now will not hurt Mo Nanke. If he is really hit by the magic energy In the middle, it is just to get a little more power.

Both Shen Huaian and Mo Nanke knew this, but Mo Zhunan didn't.And without knowing it, he chose to protect the child in his hands. Seeing this, Shen Huaian took a look at Mo Zhu Nangao.

Suppressing his anger at the man who took his master away, Shen Huaian stretched out his hand to Mo Zhunan, and said coldly, "Give it to me."

The person in front of him had a condensed expression, and he did not spare any room for his attack just now. If he really handed this child over to him, then there is no way for this child to survive.Mo Zhunan glanced at Shen Huai'an, and carefully hugged Mo Nanke in his arms, protecting the back of his head and back with his hands.

#Wait, boy, you have no clothes on! ! ! #

The small fleshy face that belonged to a child was stuck to Mo Zhunan's naked chest with a trace of moisture.Mo Nanke was so sad that he closed his eyes as if desperate.His apprentice was too good at disguising before, so his personality is still open to question, but since he died once and came back, Shen Huaian's possessiveness towards him is absolutely overwhelming.

For example, a demon maid glanced at him when they got up, and he never saw such a maid in his room again.

His apprentice cared terribly when others looked at him, young man, you are so blatantly frivolous uncle, are you trying to force my apprentice to go berserk?Young man, don't easily set up a difficult mode flag for your life! ! !

Sure enough, before Mo Nanke finished complaining, Shen Huaian's eyes darkened, and he started attacking without saying a word.To say it was an attack, it was better to say it was a unilateral beating of Mo Zhunan.

Left and right were not worried that Mo Nanke would be hurt by him, Shen Huaian's shots became more and more fierce.Although Mo Zhunan has become a uniquely mutated thunder spirit root, but he has just integrated the spirit root, and the spiritual power in his body is also shallow. In addition, he was not born when Shen Huaian threatened the world, so he is naturally no match for Shen Huaian. Huaian.

Although Shen Huai'an was angry, he thought he couldn't beat people to death, so although he struck fiercely, he kept his sense of proportion. Mo Zhunan really couldn't die for a while.

If it wasn't for the burning heat all over his body, Mo Nanke really wanted to watch the two of them fight for a while longer.After all, as the author of this book, Mo Nanke still likes to watch his male protagonist show his domineering sideways.

That drop of blood seemed to be water dripping into hot oil, making the blood in his body boil.The spiritual power absorbed in the past few days began to break free from his inner palace uncontrollably, and began to swim violently in the veins of his body.Mo Nanke frowned uncomfortably, and hummed weakly twice.

The baby's voice was weak, and the two were fighting, so Shen Huaian and Mo Zhunan didn't hear these two voices.

Mo Nanke clearly felt that the drop of heart blood sank into his inner palace along the center of his brow.The little Nascent Soul in his inner mansion was sitting with eyes closed, surrounded by a ball of light, looking very pitiful in the turbulent sea of ​​chaos, and also frightening.

When that drop of blood entered Mo Nanke's inner mansion, the little Yuan Ying opened his eyes as if he had sensed it.In the past, when he was sleeping in Mo Nanke's inner mansion, he always closed his eyes tightly, but he looks like Mo Nanke now.However, when he opened his eyes, he would find that he and Mo Nanke were not the same.

In Mo Nanke's eyes, there is a three-point coldness buried in snow, like a bright moon in the sky. Although it is lonely and difficult to reach, but it is always quietly looking at this world, in every corner of this world All sprinkled with gentle reflections.

And behind the eyes of the little Yuanying, there is the coldness of sitting and watching the clouds and the sea, just like the solid ice at the bottom of the cliff that does not melt all the year round.He looked at you, but not looking at you again.When those eyes look at you, you will find that he just penetrated your heart, and then looked at all living beings.

Although he was looking at it, he didn't see the three kinds of tribulations at 330 and the four sufferings at 440.This fleeting moment of joy, the sudden joy is not in his eyes.He was neither sad nor happy, just watching and watching.

Little Nascent Soul stretched out his hand towards the drop of blood that revolved around him.That drop of hard work happily broke through the light film surrounding the little Nascent Soul, and rushed to the little Nascent Soul's heart.

The Wanghun Sword held by Xiao Yuanying let out a long cry, and rushed out towards the way Xinshui came from.

All is ready except for the opportunity!

When the Soul Forgetting Sword rushed out of Mo Nanke's inner mansion, both Shen Huaian and Mo Zhunan were taken aback.Mo Zhunan was surprised because he didn't expect that the treasure he had been looking for was hidden in the body of a baby.And Shen Huai'an was stunned because he felt the aura belonging to the master on the sword.

Looking at the long sword flying towards him in surprise, and carefully looking at the baby held in Mo Zhunan's arms, Shen Huai'an was convinced that he was not an illusion just now.

——The baby in Mo Zhunan's arms no longer had the breath of his master's soul, but the sword seemed to have his master's soul engraved on it.

This bold conjecture was confirmed the moment Shen Huaian held the Wanghun Sword.When his hand touched the coldness of the sword hilt, Master's voice rang in Shen Huai'an's ears.

"Use Wanghun to stab the chest of that body." Mo Nanke's voice was rarely rushed.Although what he said made Shen Huaian almost heartbroken, but he still chose to believe in Master.

Master will not leave him, Master has promised.

Shen Huai'an said silently in his heart.He almost forced himself to believe every word of the master, after the master had left him once.

This was not just a prank just now, this time, it was Shen Huai'an's blow, which Mo Zhunangen was unable to defend against.

"The ancestor is sorry for you, but his child is innocent, don't you even let a child go?" Mo Zhunan's panicked and resentful voice sounded, and the little baby in his arms was caught by Shen Huaian. The sword runs through.

Shen Huaian's long sword was raised and then lowered.Mo Zhunan could even clearly feel the coldness of the moment the sword tip kissed his chest.However, the child's blood was hot.

Ignoring Shen Huaian who was still holding the sword, Mo Zhunan twitched the warm blood from his fingertips, and after a few seconds of stunned, he knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and carefully placed the already cold baby on the ground. on the ground.

Shen Huaian took a deep look at him, then looked at the blood on his sword and the hilt, but there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes.Putting the scabbard on the long sword Wanghun, Shen Huaian didn't say anything to Mo Zhunan, but turned and returned to the Demon Realm.He still has a lot to do, and he doesn't have much time to waste here.

The fight between Cai Cai and Shen Huai'an had already consumed a lot of Mo Zhunan's spiritual power, but even so, he was still searching his inner palace desperately, wanting to transfer more spiritual power to him. The child lying on the ground.

They got along day by day, only six days.

However, the human heart is not a piece of wood or stone.It's just six days of getting along, he can't say he treats this child like a family member, but he has feelings after all.

Because the timing of this child's appearance was too coincidental.He appeared at the time of Mo Zhunan's great sorrow and great joy, and what he was happy about was that he had purified his spiritual roots, and his practice would surely make great progress in the future.The sad thing is that he worked so hard and solitary, not only did he fail to obtain the treasure in the Forbidden Zebra, but he was unable to return to the sect.

At this time, this child appeared and accompanied him as a passer-by for a period of time.Although he knew that the child had a special status, otherwise he would not have been a human being, but he was raised in the Yaozu.Although they knew that this child might cause him trouble, neither Ancestor Qingxiao nor Tianmo would just sit and watch him take this child away and raise him.However, by coincidence, Mo Zhunan still said that the child was brought back.

This child is very good, not noisy, and can sleep in bed all day by himself.But only he knows how squeamish he is, he doesn't like bland rice milk, and the delicious broth also looks "just mediocre".Mo Zhunan hated him on the one hand, but tried his best to make him live more comfortably.

Probably because he felt that this child was also very pitiful, while Mo Zhunan wanted to treat him better, but at the same time couldn't help but want to bully him, and wanted to see how angry he was.

After all, the world is also very lonely.Xiantu is also very lonely.

Mo Zhunan even thought that if he could successfully raise the child until he was five years old, he would accept him as a disciple and teach him how to cultivate immortality, so that he would have a companion on the way to immortality.

However, all of this ruined Shen Huai'an.

When speculating about the child's identity, Mo Zhunan was mentally prepared.He felt that this child might not be able to live to be five years old, and the most likely way for him to die was to die under Shen Huaian's hands.

All madness in this world stems from jealousy.The more you love, the more jealous you will be.Mo Zhunan didn't think that Shen Huai'an would be such a magnanimous person that he could tolerate a child with the blood of ancestor Qingxiao who didn't belong to him.

It's just that he didn't expect this day to come so soon.No matter how much spiritual power he sent, that small body finally cooled down.When the remaining warmth of Mo Zhunan's small body dissipated, the body of the seven or eight-month-old baby suddenly dissipated into dots of golden light, starting from Mo Zhunan's favorite little feet, annihilated inch by inch.

Mo Zhunan slumped down on the ground, and after a while, he slowly got up, and walked step by step to the big wooden plate next to the hot spring.

There was only a small winter coat left on the wooden plate, and two playful fox ears swayed in the wind on the small cape with a hat.Mo Zhunan staggered and grasped the small cloak, the blood in his hand was printed on the snow-white cloak, glaring and vivid.It seemed to be reminding Mo Zhunan that that little thing was no longer there, had died under Shen Huaian's sword, and would never come back again.

The demons are ferocious by nature, and they will be killed if they see them!

A voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, Mo Zhunan gritted his teeth, and tightly clenched the cloak in his hand.

Qing Xiao willingly fell into depravity, colluded with the demons, and would be punished by seeing him!

That voice continued to whisper in Mo Zhunan's ear, as if he wanted to ruthlessly engrave his words into Mo Zhunan's heart.The blood stained on his fingers still smelled sweet, and Mo Zhunan closed his eyes in pain.

The demons are ferocious, and Patriarch Qingxiao is a coward who doesn't even want to protect his own children.

They are wrong and should not exist.

He will be killed if he sees it!He will be killed if he sees it!He will be killed if he sees it!

The last hesitation in Mo Zhunan's heart was gone, and he suddenly opened his eyes. Mo Zhunan clenched the little white cloak tightly, and walked resolutely towards his mansion.

He has to seize the time to cultivate, he still has a long way to go, and there are still many things to do.

Because, the relationship between him and Shen Huai'an is destined to be different!die!No!stop!