The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

Master did not lie to him.

When Shen Huaian saw the little Nascent Soul tightly hugging his sword hilt, he realized that Master had not lied to him.

The blade of Wanghun Sword is slender, but the little Nascent Soul is still a bit difficult to hold.Shen Huaian tried to put the little Yuanying in his palm, but found that he couldn't leave the sword at all. In desperation, Shen Huaian could only support the little Yuanying with his fingers, and flew all the way.

Naturally, others could not see Mo Nanke's Nascent Soul. Shen Huai'an was able to see it thanks to the fact that he and Mo Nanke share the same origin and have a deep soul bond.In the eyes of outsiders, it was just that Shen Huaian held the sword in a strange posture.

Without meeting anyone, the first thing Shen Huai'an did after returning to the Demon Realm was to return to his bedroom with the Wanghun Sword.After tightly closing the doors and windows of the bedroom, without leaving the tight barrier, Shen Huai'an just slightly let go and put down the Forgetting Soul Sword.

"Master." Shen Huaian's tone was extremely gentle as he gently brushed the face of the little Yuanying with his fingertips.

#谷身一冷吃吃痛? #

#apprentice!apprentice!You mustn't blacken again, hey, yours has already turned into black ink. #

#叔Now this is a miniature version, so...Xiaoju should be safe...right#

Shrinking his neck, Mo Nanke reluctantly hugged the tip of one of Shen Huaian's fingers, and said flatteringly, "Huai'an~"

In front of Ju Sheng'an, Mo Nanke no longer considered such things as "Wave Jumping Character Design", "Show cute and lose his integrity".

Sensing the soft touch of his fingertips, Shen Huai'an narrowed his eyes dangerously, and rubbed his fingertips along Mo Nanke's fleshy face back and forth. Let me explain, what's going on with you now?"

Mo Nanke pursed his lips, pushed away Shen Huai'an's troublesome fingertips, and sat down on the sword of Wanghun Sword. After summarizing for a long time, he explained to Shen Huai'an: "The one you shaped for me My body can't bear the spirit of the Immortal Emperor, so my body has been on the verge of collapse since I awakened the memory of my previous life." Buying a cute one with his chubby hand resting on his chin, Mo Nanke continued: "At that time My soul resides in the Nascent Soul, only the Wanghun Sword can break the broken body, when the long sword penetrates, the Nascent Soul will naturally attach itself to it."

After being pushed away, Shen Huai'an's eyes suddenly darkened, and his fingertips rested on the blade of the Wanghun Sword, the sword he held to penetrate his master's body just now.The feeling of the sword piercing the flesh seemed to still be on the fingertips, making Shen Huai'an feel an inexplicable shudder.

"Master, do you know that when you let me pierce your body, Huai'an will be afraid." Letting the blade cut his finger, Shen Huai'an can't forgive anyone who hurt his master, even if that person is him Own.All the harm done to his master in this world must be compensated by blood.

The smell of blood instantly surrounded Mo Nanke. Intellectually, Mo Nanke felt distressed, but an unknown force drove him to approach Shen Huai'an's blood involuntarily.

The fishy and sweet taste lingered on his lips and teeth, and Mo Nanke sucked Shen Huai'an's blood uncontrollably.Shen Huaian had always indulged him, not to mention that after seeing Mo Nanke's little Nascent Soul becoming more and more solid, he forced out his heart and let Mo Nanke ask for it.

The rapid loss of effort was not pleasant, but Shen Huaian did not stop Mo Nanke.But the painstaking effort required to repair the body is really huge, even Shen Huai'an himself feels that he may not be able to persist.At such an anxious moment, a red bead flew out of Mo Nanke's little Nascent Soul's chest, and it happened to enter between Shen Huai'an's eyebrows.

The somewhat dull red marks on the blade between Shen Huaian's eyebrows brightened instantly, and in the haze, Shen Huaian seemed to see a man in white clothes standing with a sword, coming towards Ling Bo.A tear fell silently from the corner of his eyes, and Shen Huaian murmured his name - Ling Yuan.

The figure of that person collapsed and solidified again, Shen Huaian didn't dare to blink his eyes, and stared at the figure in white.This time, what appeared in front of his eyes was the old scene of Mo Mansion. The man under the peach tree lowered his eyes to make tea, and suddenly smiled at him as if he had sensed something: "You are back, Huai'an."

The memories of the past life and the present life cycled back and forth, and that drop of blood belonging to Mo Nanke slowly entered Shen Huai'an's heart.

Maybe it's too many regrets in the previous life, or maybe it's too many prayers in this life.Unintentionally, the two of them completed the ceremony of joining together as a couple of monks.

The so-called joint nationality also means taking the hard work of both parties and exchanging them.It means life and death together, love and disgrace depend on each other, and live the same life as the king.This kind of commitment is too heavy, and there are too many unknowns on the road of cultivating immortality, so there are many people who practice dual cultivation in this world, but few people dare to join forces.

Mo Nanke's painstaking efforts brought great strength to Shen Huai'an, and the blood flowing from his fingertips became smooth again. I don't know how long it took, and the meatball-like Nascent Soul began to solidify, and then began to stretch again. , and finally became the look of lingering eyebrows.

Mo Nanke was wearing a battle armor, which was exactly the same as the armor on his Nascent Soul.The battle armor shone with a lingering silver light, which made Mo Nanke's already lonely face even more serious.Shen Huai'an silently looked at the slender body, the eyebrows, the eyes, the nose, and the lips, none of which was unfamiliar to him. In other words, every inch of Mo Nanke's body made him so familiar that his soul trembled.

Memories from previous lives came flooding back, this time, he recalled more details about his master from previous lives.Similarly, he was forced to review the farewell that made him tear up.

Shen Huaian opened his mouth, and suddenly he didn't know how to address this person in front of him.

Ling Yuan?Or Master?Closing his mouth with a wry smile, Shen Huai'an felt sour for a moment.He didn't know whether to be thankful for the bond he had with Master in his previous life, or to regret their past life's miss.The ridiculous thing is that he is clearly not a person who entangles his past.It's just related to that person, how could it be possible to understate and mention it in one stroke?

Mo Nanke didn't feel much better than Shen Huai'an.

He was torn repeatedly.On the one hand, Mo Nanke told himself that none of those things were true, the so-called past life was just the result of this world's automatic completion, and it was just a chapter he typed at will.But on the other hand, no matter whether Mo Nanke admits it or not, when those past events are brought up repeatedly, he will feel more and more clearly that those events are clearly what he has personally experienced.

What should he call this man in front of him?Is it Huaian, or... Qingxiao?What's ridiculous is that when his soul is empty, he doesn't know the past, and he can't predict the next life, he has already chosen the name of that person's previous life as his title in this life.This is a subconscious choice, so it has reached a profound level.

Mo Nanke closed his eyes and took a deep breath.In any case, in this life, he is many years longer than that person, and he should have been the one to protect him.Since both of them are silent, it's better for him to make his own choice.

"Huai'an." Mo Nanke called him Huai'an, which was his name in this life, and Mo Nanke personally chose it for him.He called him Huai'an to tell him that no matter who owed whom in the previous life, as long as they were together in this life, it was enough.

Hearing the strings and knowing the elegance, Shen Huai'an moved Mo Nanke in an instant.He quietly looked at Mo Nanke's warm eyebrows, and suddenly smiled.

"Master." Shen Huaian stepped forward and held Mo Nanke's hand tightly.Burying his head on Mo Nanke's neck, Shen Huai'an was surrounded by the aura of the master, gradually calming down his flustered heart.

Outside the window, the ice is breaking and the snow is melting.The long-lost spring in the Demon Realm is still quietly coming.

Xue Bohong looked at the first ray of sunlight outside the window with a pale face, and when she raised her hands, her flesh-and-blood hands had already shown a transparent color.A relieved smile played on his lips.Do you regret it?In fact, it's just asking for benevolence and benevolence.

"Sister, come back quickly, or it will be too late."

Xue Bohong heard a somewhat immature child's voice, it was the sword spirit belonging to Wanghunjian.She and he were originally born in the same furnace, but they just developed their spiritual wisdom earlier than him. If it is true, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are brothers and sisters.The Forgotten Soul Sword followed the Immortal Emperor to fight in all directions, and was in charge of the life and death of the six realms. It was only because of the huge loss in the battle between the Immortal and the Demon, and being buried in the forbidden lake, that the sword spirit fell into the child it is today.

Xue Bohong can naturally hear Wanghun's words, looking at the newborn sun, Xue Bohong also realizes that her time is running out.It is the best thing for the emperor to reshape the fairy body. As for her own joys and sorrows, there is no need to worry about it at all.

After getting up and straightening her dress, Xue Bohong walked to Shen Huai'an's bedroom.

In Shen Huaian's bedroom, Mo Nanke was meditating to adjust his breath.It turned out that the body that Shen Huai'an reshaped for him was full of geniuses and treasures. Although he practiced rapidly, he was not as easy to use as the body that his own Nascent Soul and Shen Huai'an's heart and soul shared.

The world is dark and yellow, and the universe is wild.Mo Nanke's breathing seems to be in harmony with the six realms of reincarnation. He is by no means arrogant, but he does have a feeling that the six realms are under his feet.As if this world should be his master.

——This is the world I created, why do you want me to be driven by the way of heaven?What about becoming a demon, and what about becoming a fairy?It was just my thoughts.

This time, Mo Nanke felt Tiandao's malice so clearly for the first time, and it was also the first time that he had the idea of ​​fighting against Tiandao.

The way of heaven is the way of heaven, people regard heaven as their way, but what does heaven take as their way?But it's all about masturbation and bluffing.

Regardless of the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Mo Nanke planned to lose his cultivation this time when he reshaped his body.However, when he was meditating, he found that his cultivation base did not drop, but jumped to a height that he had never experienced before.In an instant, he was also relieved.After all, it is the awakening of the soul, and there is nothing surprising about the corresponding awakening of some things engraved into the soul.

His realm now is probably no different from that of the Immortal Emperor back then.

When Mo Nanke was concentrating on enlightenment, Shen Huai'an automatically and consciously sat beside him to protect him, so he naturally noticed Xue Bohong's arrival.He knew exactly what state Xue Bohong was in now, so he didn't try to stop her.After all, that is the power that belongs to his master. In the current situation, the more power his master has, the more at ease he will be, so there is no reason to refuse him.

"Emperor." With the most beautiful smile in his life, Xue Bohong walked to Mo Nanke's bed, and bent obediently on his knee.

Mo Nanke slowly opened his eyes, Xue Bohong was looking up and smiling at him.

Shen Huaian clasped his palms on the side, his face was condensed, but he didn't step forward to pull her away.

"Thank you for your hard work." With a sigh, Mo Nanke patted Xue Bohong's head lightly, as before.

She had just opened her mind, and when she was with the emperor, she looked like a four or five-year-old child, but now she is a graceful girl.However, there are some things that remain unchanged for a long time because they have nothing to do with Fengyue.

Feeling the warmth above her head, Xue Bohong rubbed Mo Nanke's knee, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, it's not a disgrace."

Summoning the Wanghun Sword, Mo Nanke held the sword horizontally with one hand, and said to Xue Bohong, "Take a break."

The soul-forgotten sword was surrounded by the joy of seeing no one for many years, and it let out a slight clang.

Xue Bohong lightly stroked the slightly trembling Wanghun Sword Quan as a comfort, and suddenly said to Mo Nanke: "Dijun, the little soul has a name, but so far I don't have one. I have always had one wish, that is, to ask Dijun to help you I'll take a name." Xue Bohong is not her name, but a temporary name for her reincarnation.Even her biological parents are not qualified to name her in this world, and there is only one person in this world who can name her.

Mo Nanke was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, then stretched out a finger and scratched two words in the air.

"Chang Ning." A cold male voice sounded, and two words gleaming with silver light appeared in the void, suspended for a moment and then slowly faded away, like fainted ink, gradually fading away.

"Changning, Changning. I have a name." Xue Bohong, no, it was Changning who chanted the name, and then his figure gradually disappeared like those two words.Finally, the sword pei, which turned into a silver bell, was tied to Wanghun's hilt with a circle of red silk.

There was no wind in the room, but Jian Pei made a series of crisp sounds, which were Chang Ning's last instructions to Shen Huai'an.

She said: "If the devil can make the emperor Changning, then Changning will be silent forever. But if the emperor is half unsatisfactory, Changning will definitely accompany the emperor, so that the emperor will forget his worries."

In fact, this is already a threat.Wanghun Sword and his sword Pei Changning are Mo Nanke's natal artifacts, even if Shen Huaian has great abilities, it is impossible to destroy them without hurting Mo Nanke.The natal magic weapon was warmed and raised in Mo Nanke's inner mansion day and night, no matter whether Shen Huaian admits it or not, there is indeed no deeper fetter in this world than this.

So deep... that it made him mad with jealousy, but he was helpless.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, but he was determined in an instant.How could he be willing to make Master feel half-unsatisfactory?He just wanted her forever!World!dust!seal up!

He lowered his head and sorted out the recent events. The Mo Zhunan created by Tiandao is not good enough. They need to wait until he is strong enough to connect with Tiandao.Master's body has just been reshaped, so it is inevitable that his cultivation is not stable enough.The Soul Forgetting Sword has been immersed in the Forbidden Demon Lake for many years, but it is not at its peak.

Now it seems that both of them need time.Now that there is nothing wrong in the demon world, Shen Yuanyunxi sits in the human world, and Lincang people in the demon world, it is a good time for him and his master to retreat.

Shen Huaian looked at the master who was caressing the long sword, and took the Wanghun sword into his hand calmly, before he said: "Master, why don't you go to retreat with me?"

Knowing about his own vinegar jar, Mo Nanke looked at Shen Huai'an's actions that he thought were calm, lightly pursed his lips to hold back his smile, then nodded, and said, "Okay."

The retreat of the two of them, the time has changed, and the world has been thousands of years.