Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

This time Ye Wuchen was in a coma for a longer period of time, and he hadn't woken up for a full three months. Xiao Yichun was so anxious that he even had the idea of ​​recruiting famous doctors from all over the world.

Fortunately, Yuan Ying stopped it in time, otherwise Wu Defeng's door frame would have been trampled to pieces.

"Sect Master, don't worry, Elder Ye is not injured, just temporarily unconscious." Yuan Ying looked at Xiao Yichun who was in a hurry in the room speechlessly, let out a long breath, sat by the bed to check Ye Wuchen's pulse, and looked at him There was a little envy in his eyes.

The pulse is stable and there is no problem.

Yuan Ying frowned, wrapping another layer of spiritual power on the cocoon.

"Then why did you fall into a coma for so long?" Xiao Yichun strode over, wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch, so he could only bully Ai Ai and lie on his stomach beside the bed.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Yuan Ying, "Elder Yuan, junior brother will wake up, right?"

Xiao Yichun squatted beside the bed, resting his chin on the eaves of the bed, his eyes looking at her were as peaceful as before, but he was a little cautious.

Yuan Ying's breathing tightened, and finally she smiled gently: "Don't worry, there is no one I can't save."

The sun was setting and the setting sun was like blood. Ye Wuchen stared in horror at the cocoon wrapped in spiritual power above him, not daring to move an inch.

"What the hell is this?"

He closed his eyes, unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

After a while, the spirit cocoon seemed to realize that he had woken up, and spontaneously condensed into a ball in the air, then turned into droplets and gradually dissipated.

Only then did Ye Wuchen dare to get up, he looked around——

The gauze on the side of the bed was drooping, and the room was filled with incense. He lifted up one side of the curtain, and there was a soft-toned velvet carpet beside the bed. There is an ink and wash screen, and a few outer shirts are scribbled on it.

The vermilion arch next to it connects the outer room. Through the carved door frame, you can see the round table and round stool outside. The table is covered with gold-painted tassel brocade, and there is an eggplant-skinned purple-glazed lion-eared qin stove, with green smoke floating above it.

Well, this lowly and luxurious dormitory is definitely not his four seasons residence.

Ye Wuchen was thinking, he wanted to think about what happened before he fell into a coma, but his thoughts were concentrated in that dream again.

The faces of those two teenagers were very familiar, and they felt like they had met somewhere.

"what!"

The sudden scream frightened Ye Wuchen for a moment, he heard the sound and looked, a disciple was looking at him in surprise, a pile of medical stickers in his hand fell to the ground, all in pieces.

Fuck!Elder Ye woke up!The man who slept for three months woke up!What a happy event!Go and tell Master! ! !

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" The disciple shouted excitedly, and quickly ran away, disappearing in no time.

Ye Wuchen sat on the head of the bed in a daze, thought for a long time, finally shifted his gaze to the bamboo hat on the head of the bed, and put it on silently.

Okay, he really knows he looks scary this time.

The disciple ran away in a hurry, and didn't even clean up the medicine patches on the ground. Ye Wuchen sat with his knees hugged, sighing dully.

Not long after, Xiao Yichun came running over, following Yuan Ying's instructions, he did not hug Ye Wuchen excitedly, but stood by the bed, poking Ye Wuchen who was depressed like a mushroom.

"Senior brother?"

"Hey." Ye Wuchen responded without temper.

"Are you ok?"

"It's pretty good."

"Are you feeling sick to your stomach?"

Ye Wuchen shrank himself into a ball, the white sand on the bamboo hat covered his head, like a bent mushroom.

"It's all pretty good."

Xiao Yichun didn't believe it, sat beside his bed, lifted the bamboo hat on his head, and looked at his almost stupid eyes, thinking that he was trapped in a dream, his heart suddenly sank.

He straightened Ye Wuchen and started shaking his shoulders again: "Junior brother, wake up!"

Ye Wuchen's soul was about to go out of his body, and he didn't stop. Finally, Yuan Ying came over with a wooden tray and stopped Xiao Yichun's movements in time.

Ye Wuchen crouched beside the bed and retched.

Yuan Ying's violent temper came up at once, and she was about to hit the wooden tray on Xiao Yichun's head, when she saw Xiao Yichun looking at herself with help-seeking eyes.

The wooden tray stopped in mid-air, she paused, coughed awkwardly, her expression abruptly switched between rage and gentleness.

Fortunately, Xiao Yichun is a nervous person, so he didn't notice this, or he only cares about Ye Wuchen now.

Yuan Ying helped the dizzy Ye Wuchen onto the bed, skillfully took his pulse, and said, "It's nothing serious."

Xiao Yichun stared at Ye Wuchen who was panting with his head up, "Can't find out the reason for the coma?"

Yuan Ying shook his head, checked for several months, basically visited every day, but couldn't find out the reason, and even his spiritual power fluctuated unsteadily, and he was completely healthy.

Ye Wuchen regained his strength and met Xiao Yichun's concerned eyes. After a long time, his face overlapped with the face in the dream.

It's the one who calls the boy Junior Brother.

Then the identity of the young man is about to be revealed, it is Ye Wuchen himself, no wonder he looks so feminine.

So is that the memory of the original owner?But the character of the original owner is completely different from the boy in the dream.

Could it be that something happened in the middle?

Before he could think about it, Xiao Yichun leaned closer again, staring eagerly into his eyes, and said with a gentle voice, "Are you okay?"

Ye Wuchen nodded, and looked at Xiao Yichun with some confusion, what would happen if he knew that the original owner had been replaced by himself?

As he thought about it, he touched his head, only to realize that the bamboo hat had been taken off.

"Where's my hat?"

"Here." Xiao Yichun straightened the white gauze of the bamboo hat, and handed it to him.

Ye Wuchen put on the bamboo hat, thanked Yuan Ying and Xiao Yichun, got out of bed and planned to leave.

Xiao Yichun hastily grabbed his wrist, "You stay at Wude Peak for a few days first, and then leave after making sure you're all right."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yuan Ying pleadingly, she thought for a while, and then echoed: "Elder Ye should stay and observe for a while."

It was also because he was afraid that Ye Wuchen would faint suddenly on Zhiqing Peak and no one would take care of him.

"Hmm... Sect Master, is the book I read in Zangshu Pavilion still there?"

Xiao Yichun took out a book and handed it to him: "This one?"

Ye Wuchen took a deep breath inside the white gauze, took the book with trepidation, mustered up the courage to open it, quickly glanced at the writing on it, and felt dizzy for a while.

I was taken aback.

It seems that he can't touch things related to the past of the original owner, just like the time he saw Feng Yuling.

He returned the book to Xiao Yichun, "I won't be dizzy again, sect master, please rest assured."

Xiao Yichun stared at the back of him leaving gracefully, sighed dejectedly, and asked Yuan Ying with some grievances: "Senior Brother, why don't you call me Senior Brother?"

Returning to Zhiqing Peak with the talisman, Ye Wuchen skillfully lay down on the rattan chair, looking at the sky like bloody clouds, suddenly felt a chill under his buttocks.

He jumped up suddenly, only to find that the wicker chair had a layer of frost, and the wet wind blew, Ye Wuchen shivered, touched the fox fur from Xanadu, put it on, and went back to the room trembling .

It's winter, so how long did he sleep for?

"Three months." The little white ball with black eyes explained in his hand.

"The host is in a coma in October, and it's already January now."

Ye Wuchen froze, he slept for a New Year's Eve.

"Then it hasn't come back yet?" Ye Wuchen suddenly thought of the little white ball with red eyes, so he asked vaguely.

He looked at the confused eyes of the black-eyed little white ball, and explained, "It's the one with the red eyes."

"...Host, do you like it more?" The little white ball stared at Ye Wuchen, a little disappointed.

Each of Mo Yun's souls has a characteristic, they all want to get a different treatment from Ye Wuchen, even though the competitor is himself.

"Ah..." Ye Wuchen was at a loss for words for a moment, he just spent more time with the red-eyed little white ball and got used to it.

Seeing that he didn't give an explanation for a long time, Xiao Baiqiu sighed, and said quietly: "It went to the system space to solve the problem of sticking to the plot system, and it probably won't come back for a while."

"Aren't you one system with two modes? How can you separate them?"

"Has the host ever seen a person with two brains?"

Little Baiqiu sulked to himself.

I also said it was a little angel before, and I didn't like that soul, but after getting along for a while, I changed my mind.

Ah!man.

Little Baiqiu thought angrily, he didn't even know that he had blown his hair.

One hand grabbed it, which was so angry that it was floating, and a smudged smile sounded above his head: "Both of you are very good, I don't have a particular preference for anyone."

Little Baiqiu glanced at him, turned his back humming, and said in a muffled voice, "Who is the host thinking about now?"

Ye Wuchen: "Mo Yun."

Before, Mo Yun would look for him in the contract formation every few days, but now he ignored him for three months, and he didn't know how the child was doing now.

Little Baiqiu snorted and said, "Host, you are such a scumbag."

"……what?"

"Coax those in your arms, think about those who are not around."

Ye Wuchen scratched his head inexplicably, two balls and one person can't compare.

Little White Ball: "Hmph!"

"..."

Ye Wuchen caressed its blown hair, a little helpless: "Mo Yun is my apprentice, the only person I know well in this world, who does he miss, huh?"

Little Baiqiu snorted again, although it was also Mo Yun, but hearing this was not right, it was sour.

……

The border of Broken Bone is filled with dense fog all the year round, and the air is filled with the smell of damp and decay. The dense forest is gloomy, and the wind-damaged trees are rough. At a glance, those strange-looking trees bark their teeth and claws, weird and gloomy.

Mo Yun sat on a boulder, boredly holding a piece of dead grass in his mouth, looking down at a group of grinning monsters below.

I can't get in touch with Master these days, could something be wrong?

However, the contract formation did not fluctuate. If something happened, he would not be so calm. Did he not want to talk to him?

Mo Yun raised his head and consciously denied the answer.

I guess there is something urgent.

There is a competition mechanism for this experience, which lasted for three years, and the comparison is the number of spirit cores of each team until the end. If he had known how to waste time, he would not have listened to Ye Wuchen.

But it's impossible not to listen to him...

"Master, Master, Master!" Mo Yun yelled in the contract formation, louder and louder, but the contract law still remained unchanged.

Well, it seems that Master really has something important to do.

But it's also good, so that you won't be afraid that Ye Wuchen will see him.

Mo Yun jumped off the boulder, his eyes were stained red, and black air lingered all over his body. In the gloomy haze, the young man in black clothes and red eyes was like a ghost climbing up from the abyss. He whipped lightly and strangled a circle of monsters to death.

He got separated from the team a few days ago, and seeing that he was alone, these monsters surrounded him one after another. He lay on the boulder for a few days, until his bones became lazy, and these monsters were still staring at him from below.

No way, kill it.

The long whip flew in the air, and the two-pronged attack of spiritual power and demonic energy knocked those grinning monsters to the ground, and then the ghost came out, sweeping across the surviving monsters, picking their tendons and cutting their bones, and hitting their vitals!

In the end, he tied them into a ball with a long whip in his hand, set up the Lingchi formation, retracted the long whip, and the moment the formation was activated, flesh and blood flew and howled.

"Why don't you give them a good time?" Shi Jin couldn't bear to see such a bloody scene after finally waking up.

"Huh?" Mo Yun raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "Don't you think this is more fun?"

His eyes were full of sarcasm, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was some blood from Fei Ce from the fight on his face, showing a chilling bloodlust.

Shi Jin shivered, only feeling cold sweat dripping down her body, she looked at the young man next to her, and recalled in her mind the shy young man in the peach forest that day, she seemed like a completely different person.

The same appearance, two extreme personalities.

Mo Yun's blood-red eyes reflected the blood flying across there, and there was still black air around him. Gui Sha stood beside him, floating slightly, and his sword screamed excitedly when he saw the blood, and the red blood slipped from the sword. down, into the ground.

And the long whip was wiped clean by Mo Yun, and there was no trace of blood.

When Ling Chi's formation was over, Mo Yun put away the monster pills of various colors condensed in the air, turned around and left, thinking about killing a few monsters later.

Suddenly, a group of white shadows swayed past, his bright black eyes glanced at Mo Yun, and he speeded up quietly.

Mo Yun blinked, and the red eyes suddenly turned dark again, and the killing intent disappeared as quickly as possible, and his face was full of joy.

He rushed over to stop the monster, "Follow me."

The monster stared at him lazily, then changed direction and continued walking.

Mo Yun walked around to it and continued to block it.

After dozens of rounds, the monster got annoyed and roared, "Meow!"

"..."

In the end, under Mo Yun's coercion and lure, the monster obediently followed behind him.

Mo Yun burst into laughter.

Shi Jin, who witnessed everything beside him, only felt that children nowadays can turn their faces faster than turning a book.

"Mo Yun."

Ye Wuchen's voice came from the contract formation.

"Master, Master, I caught you!"

Mo Yun responded excitedly.

Ye Wuchen paused, and uttered a puzzled syllable: "Huh?"

"Master, you use the contract formation to look at me."

Ye Wuchen inexplicably cast a spell on the contract formation, and Mo Yun's appearance gradually appeared on it. He looked behind Mo Yun, and after a long silence, he said, "You seem to be followed by a tiger."

"That's a cat."

Ye Wuchen stared silently at the white monster that was taller than Mo Yun. It had bright fur and gloomy eyes. It followed Mo Yun step by step, like a bitter wife who was tortured by an arranged marriage.

"It's obviously a tiger."

"Master, don't believe me, I'll make it bark." Mo Yun tiptoed and touched the monster's jaw, and said warmly, "Hey, bark."

"Meow." The monster screamed bitterly.

Ye Wuchen: "..."

"This is the Yuanqi cat, I want to raise it, Master."

The word "Zun" has a long ending sound, which is self-evident.

Ye Wuchen stared carefully at the monster's body, which was half a person tall, and said, "I'm afraid it will destroy the Four Seasons Residence."

Mo Yun pondered, then turned his head and asked the spirit-eating cat: "Will you become smaller?"

Seeing the whip in his hand, Yuanqi Mao spontaneously changed back to the size of four palms.

"Master, is this okay?"

After the cat was injured in his previous life, he checked this kind of monster. The Yuan Devouring Cat itself is small in size and has a fierce personality, but it can change its body freely to scare away those monsters stronger than him.

However, the one Mo Yun met in his previous life was a leisurely big cat of the Buddha family, and it was the one he met in this life.

As for how to recognize it, let's talk about the eyes of Yuanqi cats. Their eyes are basically blue, only this is unique black.

"Then keep it—by the way, what did you mean when you said you caught me?"

Mo Yun smiled, and picked up the loveless spirit-eating cat on the ground: "Master, does it look like you?"

Biting Yuanmao was melancholy for a while, and then returned to its original leisurely demeanor, really a bit like Ye Wuchen resting on a wicker chair with his head closed.

"...I don't think so." He would not admit that he was so lazy on weekdays.

"picture!"

"...All right, you have the final say."