Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

The main god's space is spotless from the inside to the outside, and there are scattered doors leading to various main temples. Generally, no main god will come to this empty place.

And outside the transfer station of the Lord God's space, Qing Jun squatted on the ground, his robe dragging to the floor, and he said with his chin on his hands: "The Lord God seems to have been observing the situation at Ye Wuchen's side."

A slender young man standing next to him heard this and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mo Yun slept the Son of the Lord God a few days ago."

"...he was put to sleep?"

Qing Jun took out a quill pen from nowhere, and as if talking about gossip, he helplessly drew circles on the ground: "Actually, I don't think that kid has the guts, but the laws of the plane stipulate that everything below the neck should be blocked. The water mirror monitored the situation of the two of them, but the water mirror suddenly went dark, which made him half dead from anger."

Every main god can monitor the situation of the plane, but in order to ensure the stability of the plane and the physical and mental health of the main god, things that are too private cannot be monitored, so there is such a rule.

Qing Jun paused, then shook his head spontaneously: "That kid has absolutely no guts."

While chatting, Mo Yun came out from the transfer station. He glanced at Qing Jun who was still thinking about it, and asked, "Why are you so courageous?"

"It's nothing—what did the Great Lord God tell you?"

"Say something about Master."

Qing Jun rubbed his nose, leaned over and asked, "Did you really sleep your son?"

Mo Yun glanced at him obliquely, "Do you think I have the guts?"

He could only enter the space of the main god after withdrawing his soul from the plane, and he also left the inner demon after leaving the identity of the plane, so now he thinks about what happened a few days ago, and he is really flustered.

God, how dare he? !

Where did he get the guts? ! !

Mo Yun rubbed his face, pretending to be calm and said to Qing Jun: "There is no need to investigate the matter of his soul, I know everything about it."

"Oh... where are you going?"

"System space."

Seeing that he was leaving in a hurry, Qing Jun followed him curiously, "What are you doing there? Find the system to relieve the depression of being in love?"

"Find Master a system to follow the plot."

"What plot?" Qing Jun paused, looking at the back that was fading away, a horrible conjecture came to mind, "Damn it?! You kill people if you can't love them?! Hey! Calm down!! "

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On Zhiqing Peak, at dusk, some light cooking smoke rose from the kitchen, adding some human fireworks to the cold and clear place. The big cat was lying on the stone table, wagging its tail to play with the rabbit.

Mo Yun was cooking dumplings in front of the stove, and the steam was so hot that his face was a little red. He stirred the soup in the pot with a long-handled spoon, and suddenly said to the void: "Don't rush to bind him."

A ball of light popped out, it was still Ye Yu.

Originally, Mo Yun wanted to find another system for Ye Wuchen, but those systems under Mo Yun were instilled into love brains by his series of policies, and they were very unrestrained. Mo Yun was afraid of scaring people, so he could only listen Qingjun, let Ye Yu come down.

The light ball was a little puzzled: "If I don't bind it, there is no way to convince him that I am a system."

"Wait a little longer."

Mo Yun scooped the dumplings into a soup bowl and took them to the room.

"Let's go back to the main god's space first, and I'll look for you when the time comes." Mo Yun glanced at the light ball, and said: "The system will be severely damaged if it is not bound to the host in the plane for a long time, you go back and wait for my news."

After the ball of light left, Mo Yun lifted the curtain, looked down at the man's face, and finally, put the back of his hand on his forehead, and the scalding temperature seemed to burn into the bottom of his heart.

Ye Wuchen curled up, the huge bed only occupied a small corner, half of his face was buried in the quilt, his face was sickly pale.

It made people feel tense.

Mo Yun brushed away his extra hair, carefully described his facial features, then slowly helped him up, and said softly: "Master, wake up."

Ye Wuchen opened his eyes feebly, staring at the person in front of him who woke him up, still a little confused, terribly sleepy.

After staring at it for a long time, he lowered his eyebrows, grabbed the quilt covering his body, paused for a moment, simply stuffed his head in, and lay down on the bed again without saying a word.

It seems that he hasn't figured out who the person sitting in front of him is, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.

Mo Yun looked at the person who stuffed himself back into the quilt, effortlessly tore off the quilt from him, and picked him up again.

Ye Wuchen was drowsy and had no strength, so he slammed his head on his forehead, and both of them stared at him.

Ye Wuchen was woken up by being hit by himself, sat and squinted for a while, then tried to open his eyes, looked at this little bastard who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, opened his mouth, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Senior brother... asked you to come?"

He closed his eyes, and slowly pushed Mo Yun away, "Tell senior brother that I'm fine, go back."

Mo Yun hesitated for a moment, grabbed Ye Wuchen who was about to lie down again, "Master, do you still remember who I am?"

Ye Wuchen stared at him in bewilderment, his beautiful eyes were lifeless, just staring blankly at the person in front of him, without moving for a long time.

The time seemed extremely long at this moment, and it was as if a thin knife blade delicately cut a hole in the soul, the pain was superimposed, and the tiny hope in my heart seemed to be wiped away.

Ye Wuchen stared at him for a moment, frowned, and lay down quite agitatedly, with a muffled voice.

"I don't even know who you are, so how can I remember?"

don't even know who you are...

Mo Yun repeated this sentence in his heart, and Shu Er sat on the spot, slightly stunned.

The Lord God told him about Ye Wuchen's affairs, such as the seal.

Three souls and six souls, he was sealed to perceive the three souls of the seven emotions and six desires, which are powers that do not belong to any plane of cultivation.

After a long time, Ye Wuchen pulled back the quilt that covered his mouth and nose in annoyance, "Why don't you leave?"

Mo Yun came back to his senses, and said slowly: "The sect master asked me to take care of...the elder."

In fact, something happened to Ye Wuchen, Xiao Yichun would come to take care of him every day, and Lu Xiao even stayed at Zhiqing Peak, it was Mo Yun who used the power of the Lord God to prevent them from having time to come to Qingfeng.

And the disciples sent by Xiao Yichun were also knocked out by Mo Yun.

Otherwise he would not be able to see Ye Wuchen.

He glanced at the pale Ye Wuchen, lowered his head, and asked still unwillingly: "Does the elder still remember Mo Yun?"

Ye Wuchen pulled up the quilt again to cover himself, only revealing a pair of blurred eyes, the curled eyelashes swept down, and he turned over in a drowsy state, facing the wall.

I don't know if I was thinking or remembering, but I waited a long time before I heard his answer.

The voice was still slightly hoarse, with a little dullness.

"Well, that child can cry quite well."

After Ye Wuchen finished speaking, he buried his face in the quilt and remained silent.

Beside the bed, Mo Yun saw that he still remembered a little, so he let go of his uneasy heart a little bit, and thought about it by himself, then as if he had figured out something, he dragged him up again, forcing him to wake up.

Ye Wuchen was so dizzy that he wanted to kill this ignorant bastard from the bottom of his heart, until he heard the young man's suppressed and aggrieved voice.

"Master, is he going to abandon me?"

Because he was hugged by someone, he couldn't see that person's face, so the voice with some emotions became very clear, allowing the increasingly chaotic memories to overlap and reorganize.

It's like a jigsaw puzzle. Although the picture is messy, as long as you touch a point, the original picture of the jigsaw puzzle will naturally appear in your mind.

Ye Wuchen could forget Mo Yun's appearance and voice, but he couldn't forget the habits this person brought him.

such as--

"Don't cry."

Almost subconsciously, when Ye Wuchen said these two words, even he was a little sluggish.

It took him a long time to react, and then he tilted his head to look at the person who was hugging him, and was dazed for a long time, and finally figured out who he was after a while, but Ye Wuchen's reaction still made people dumbfounded.

He violently pushed Mo Yun away, rolled the quilt and rolled himself to the corner of the bed, hypnotizing himself with a low voice.

"I'm dreaming."

After saying this sentence, he was a little dizzy, and pulled the quilt to cover himself and planned to pass out again.

Seeing that he had remembered, Mo Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and interrupted his self-hypnosis with a smile in his voice.

"Well, Master is dreaming."

Ye Wuchen paused, revealed a pair of eyes to look at him, and immediately hid them in, his voice was hoarse but extremely firm, "Yes, I'm dreaming."

Mo Yun really didn't expect that he would follow his own words to hypnotize himself, it was a little funny, and he had some amusing thoughts.

"Then Master has dreamed about me, is it a dream?"

Ye Wuchen hid, didn't want to talk, and was still trying to hypnotize himself in his heart. He was definitely dreaming, or he was hallucinating.

Otherwise, why is this kid still at Zhiqing Peak?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mo Yun thought he was asleep again, so he climbed onto the bed, leaned closer and shouted, "Master?"

Ye Wuchen was so frightened that his hair exploded.

No, isn't this dream a bit real?

He didn't know what was going on, but he was pulled up and sat down again. His chaotic head seemed to be soaked in water, ups and downs, and the only thing he could see clearly was the innocently smiling young man in front of him.

Ye Wuchen's expression was a little dull, he was doubting his life.

So why?Is the defense of Immortal Sword Sect so bad that a demon cultivator can come and go freely?This is definitely an illusion, is he still in Yulu Jianhua mansion?he's dreaming he's dreaming he's dreaming...

The bowl of dumplings on the table was warmed by spiritual power, and it was still steaming, but if you don't eat it, the soup will become mushy.

So Ye Wuchen was stuffed with a dumpling, he chewed subconsciously, recovered after swallowing, stared at Mo Yun like a ghost, facing the dumpling he fed, he refused to open his mouth again.

To hell with him.

"Master."

"what?"

Without any effort, Ye Wuchen was tricked into swallowing more than a dozen dumplings in the bowl by this boy. He was still a little dizzy, and he didn't even understand the current situation.

To put it simply, while hypnotizing himself to be dreaming, he wondered whether he was dreaming at the same time, so he lingered at the junction of the two, ignorant, unable to tell whether it was real or not.

He finished eating the dumplings in a daze, stared blankly at the smiling young man, and he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief again.

Then, because Ye Wuchen's expression was too dazed, Mo Yun couldn't bear the teasing thoughts, so he kissed him on the lips again with a smile.

Ye Wuchen froze, stepped back suddenly, and almost stabbed him with a sword.

Damn it, Zhiqing Peak has ghosts!

Fortunately, Mo Yun didn't push him too fast, he took it away when he saw it, and walked out with the empty bowl, leaving Ye Wuchen alone on the bed doubting himself, life, and Immortal Sword Gate.

He grabbed the quilt with a frightened expression on his face, and he was not so dizzy anymore, his mind was full of the word hell.

He must have seen hell, shouldn't Mo Yun be in the Demon Realm? Why did he come to Qingfeng? Damn, is the defense of the Immortal Sword Gate already so bad?

Mo Yun probably washed the dishes too, and came back a bit slowly. He walked into the open door, his eyes fell on the puzzled Ye Wuchen, he approached, and sat beside him, scaring him a bit. trembling.

Ye Wuchen hid in the bed, looking at him with a pair of peach-blossom eyes that were finally awake.

"Are you real?"

Mo Yun just looked at him and didn't say much.

He wanted to see what other nonsense his master could utter.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Wuchen turned his head away, his originally strange thinking and chaotic mind made him even more speechless, "If you don't speak, it should be a fake, I'll have someone move you later , Move back to the Demon Realm."

Mo Yun finally couldn't help laughing.

His facial features are profound, and when combined together, he has an inexplicable evil feeling, but he is very obedient when he smiles, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth is sweet to the heart.

It was very similar to a well-behaved and bright boy in Ye Wuchen's memory - it would be even more similar if he didn't kiss Ye Wuchen again after laughing.

Ye Wuchen stared blankly at the little bastard he raised, and he accepted the reality. He hid himself in the quilt, buried his head on the quilt, wiped his mouth, and said, "Go back to me!" .”

His voice was slightly hoarse and his voice was low. These words did not sound deterrent, and Mo Yun nodded in response. On the surface, he was extremely obedient, but when he was not paying attention, he kissed him on the face again.

Ye Wuchen saw such a shameless person for the first time.

Mo Yun pushed him down with a smile, twisted the quilt for him, patted him, and said in a warm voice: "This time I just want to remind Master, don't forget me..."

He lowered his brows and eyes softly, and his voice was respectful like a pet who was afraid of being abandoned by its owner. The moment Ye Wuchen let down his vigilance a little, he suddenly let out an evil smile, and his tone was arrogant and outrageous.

"Immortal Sword Gate can't stop me, I will come again, Master."

After he finished speaking, he got up and left. Ye Wuchen sat up with his slightly drowsy head, and stared at the door where there was no one in a daze.

This brat secretly practiced while he was not paying attention?

Oh shit.

Ye Wuchen found a sound transmission talisman and passed it to Xiao Yichun's hands. One day later, the defenses of the Immortal Sword Sect were all strengthened, preventing anyone who was not from the Immortal Sword Sect from entering.

Mo Yun, who was in the devil world, just smiled when he heard the news, and leaned over the table looking at the two stacks of documents that did not belong to his main temple, thinking whether he should find something for Qing Jun to do.

After a while, Qing Jun found that a bunch of systems in his family were tending to develop towards Mo Yun's love brain system, so he gritted his teeth and took over the pile of documents thrown to Mo Yun.

The Great Lord God who was always stationed at the transfer station watched the movement of the plane, tapped the table with his slender fingers, and narrowed his purple eyes slightly, "This kid Mo Yun is quite preoccupied."