Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

In the world of ice and snow covered in silver, the little blushing Aylin looked around, looking for something like a squirrel looking for food.

Ye Wuchen led Mo Yungeng behind him, and asked, "What's wrong with your mother?"

Mo Yun's bun beside him was messed up by a ball of blue stuff on his head, he took the ball of blue stuff with his small hands and pinched it vigorously, the blue ball became even more presumptuous.

But the young man in front of him paused in place, faltering for a long time without saying anything.

"Is it inconvenient to say?"

Ayrin turned his head, nodded embarrassingly, then quickly gestured twice with his hands, and spoke in a hurry: "But the white vein grass can be cured, it's about this tall and thick."

White Vein Grass, a rare spiritual plant, can remove carrion and regenerate new muscles.Then the illness of Aylin's mother is self-evident. It is presumed that the injury was not treated in time, and then the wound festered.

Fortunately, it was not a serious illness.

"Is your mother very ill?"

Ayrin replied sullenly: "Mother, she has been lying on the bed for more than a month..."

"Is your mother unable to walk?" Ye Wuchen frowned, staring at the crystal clear snow under his feet.

"She...can't walk."

Aylin walked silently in front, and the little figure from his back had unconsciously resisted.Ye Wuchen searched in Xanadu, and found a floating pill, he called Ai Lin: "This is floating pill, it can cure all diseases in the world, you should take it to see your mother first."

The overall color of Fu Luo Dan is dark purple, and the coat has golden patterns that flow slowly.

Ayrin: "No, I..."

"This is white vein grass, you know it - grind it into a medicinal juice and take it externally."

Ayrin opened his mouth, and looked at the white-veined grass in his hand with fat leaves and thin stems, and a blue light flowing in his hand—it was a spiritual plant that he had seen many times in the books left by his father.

And the mother at home, I'm afraid it won't last long.

Ye Wuchen brought the two things to him with spiritual force, watched him accept them, and said leisurely:

"You take these two and go first. Our next move may be very dangerous, you first...!"

Without any warning, Aylin rushed over and hugged him tightly, as if trying to strangle his waist. Ye Wuchen coughed a couple of times in discomfort, and saw the boy kneeling on the snow again, knocking heavily on him. Nodding a few heads: "Thank you brother! Thank you, I will tell my mother."

The snow was cold, and the child just knelt on the ground and wiped the snow off his forehead—he really didn't spare himself.

Ye Wuchen pulled Bingling off Mo Yun's head, and said in a serious tone, "This child just went up the mountain to collect medicine, but he was sucked in by your illusion. Let him go back to treat his mother."

The meaning of threat is in the words.

Bingling had heard him talk about Aylin earlier, and accepted Ye Wuchen's condition: as long as it sends Aylin back, it can search Ye Wuchen's body as long as it wants.

It hummed twice, and with a wave of its little hand, the boy kneeling on the ground disappeared immediately, leaving only some bumpy marks in the snow.

Amidst the clouds and mists, a young man climbed up from the ground in a daze, then looked around, saw a group of towering green hills, and looked at the white-veined grass and purple floating flower in his hand, and smiled faintly.

Then Shi Shiran took off the padded clothes on his body, put them away, touched the white ring on his hand, curled his mouth, hummed a little tune, and turned to go down the mountain.

In the ice and snow, Bing Ling forcefully opened Ye Wuchen's mouth, and stared at it very seriously, almost sending his whole head in.

Ye Wuchen suddenly became playful, he closed his mouth slightly, his white teeth touched Bing Ling's little hand, frightened Bing Ling instantly turned into a blue arrow, and shot into the distance.

"Hahahaha..." Ye Wuchen couldn't help laughing on the spot.

The soldier spirit rushed over angrily, and was intercepted by Mo Yun with lightning speed: "What are you going to do to Shizun?"

The cold wind was blowing, Ye Wuchen walked ahead with a suppressed smile, and let Mo Yun rub the soldiers wantonly.

The soldier spirit has no attack power, but its ability to create illusions is top-notch, so it cannot resist at all in Mo Yun's hands.

"open--"

"It's over?"

In front of Ye Wuchen was a bleak autumn leaf. The ice and snow on the ground slowly transitioned from deep to shallow. Snow white and golden formed a clear boundary, and no one disturbed anyone.

Bing Ling said aggrievedly: "Because the formation is gone."

Ye Wuchen originally wanted to find the two vassal spirits, but once he came here in a winding circle, he looked back at the ice and snow behind him, and stepped decisively into the golden autumn land ahead.

"Are you talking about formations? Are there formations here too?" A maple leaf stood on Ye Wuchen's shoulder, bright red like fire, dry like firewood.

The surroundings are warm, there is no need to wrap a coat, Ye Wuchen left a light gown, and put the faded clothes into the paradise, disturbing the fallen leaves on his shoulders.

"Of course!" Bing Ling said proudly, and then called the boy to take off his clothes, and threw himself at Ye Wuchen, hugged his neck tightly, and sucked hard.

"The scent of the Immortal Emperor is the strongest here!"

Ye Wuchen: "..."

He took Bing Ling down and said, "You keep talking about the taste of the Immortal Emperor, so what exactly is it like?"

"Bamboo fragrance, super nice bamboo fragrance!"

Mo Yun: "Master already has the scent of bamboo on him."

Ye Wuchen expressed doubts: "Really?"

Mo Yun nodded: "Really, you can smell it as soon as you get close to Master, and sometimes it smells like a little bit of bitter tea."

Ye Wuchen silently looked away—has this child checked himself to this point?

The red maple fluttered and fell to the ground, spreading a layer of gorgeous carpet.The maple trees are arranged in an orderly manner, and the ground is golden. There is no clear path, but it is still possible to walk around according to the gaps between the trees.

The golden wheel in the sky is covered by the dense canopy of trees, leaving a little gap for the light to shine at night, and the fiery red ground casts the shadows of the trees.

Stepping on the dry maple leaves, there was a soft and crisp sound, like a child tearing a piece of paper when he was naughty.

The soldier spirit was still not discouraged, and still rushed towards Ye Wuchen, but it couldn't beat Mo Yun at all, so it could only kick its calf angrily.

"Hee hee~"

Suddenly, an ethereal child's voice came from the silent maple forest.Bing Ling immediately hugged Mo Yun's wrist, not daring to move.

Mo Yun tilted his head to look at the trembling blue figure on his wrist.

"Are you afraid?"

Bing Ling nodded invisibly.

Ye Wuchen saw all this in his eyes, quietly waiting for Mo Yun's reaction.

"Isn't this secret realm yours?" Mo Yun grabbed it by the back collar, forcibly pulled it off, and dangled it in the air.

Ye Wuchen trembled, feeling that Mo Yun was holding himself.

"I like the Immortal Emperor better, so I only pay attention to the situation in the Winter Realm, and the others..."

"Oh." Mo Yun was thinking, suddenly smiled lightly, and said surprisingly: "Then you are useless now?"

Ye Wuchen was terrified watching from the side, the protagonist is so scary, and the blackening value is really real...

Bing Ling struggled for a while, and heard a long and ethereal voice again.

"Are you here to play with me? Let's play hide and seek, shall we?"

I can only hear his voice, but not see his people.

Bing Ling turned around and hugged Mo Yun's wrist, with a determination on his face that he would not let go.

Mo Yun didn't know what he was thinking, he no longer cared about Bingling, but leaned over and grabbed Ye Wuchen's sleeve, and called "Master" weakly.

The ethereal voice came again.

"Hurry up and hide, I'm coming to find you!"

It was a girl's voice, like an innocent toddler, cute, smart, lively and active.

Mo Yun didn't pull his sleeves pretentiously anymore, and hugged Ye Wuchen's waist directly, with the posture of a little bird clinging to others.Ye Wuchen was already used to him hugging him whenever something happened, and he was not as frightened as he was at the beginning, and even stroked his head skillfully.

"Be careful, don't lose the soldier spirit."

Mo Yun buried his head in his belly, and nodded slightly.

Ye Wuchen didn't dare to push the protagonist away, he could only believe that great efforts could do miracles, so he simply picked Mo Yun up from the ground for the convenience of his actions.This child is very light, and there is not much flesh on his body, and he is a little clumsy when held, and he feels that his whole body is hollow even with his bones.

Speaking of which, he has treated Mo Yun well in the past few months, and took him to Gutang every day for a meal, and the food was good, so why can't he gain weight?

Although the purpose at the beginning was to make Mo Yun a fat man so that he wouldn't be able to catch himself so easily.

It was the first time Mo Yun was hugged by him like this, he didn't know if it was because of shyness or something, but his face was a little hot.He wrapped his arms around Ye Wuchen's neck in a good mood, even seeing the blue soldier spirit hanging on his wrist was a bit pleasing to the eye.

The distant voice in the maple forest is still talking to itself:

"I'll do dozens, ten, nine, eight... three, two, one. I'm here to find you!"

During this period, Ye Wuchen walked unhurriedly in the forest, not intending to hide at all.Suddenly, a crisp bell came from afar, and Ye Wuchen squinted his eyes.

Among the scattered maple forests, surrounded by golden lights, a five or six-year-old child in an orange jacket and a maple skirt, with bare white feet, was bouncing towards this side.

It was only when the girl walked in that she could see her face clearly.

The girl was fat and tender, with black jewel-like eyes set under the long and curved eyelashes, and the eyes are a little orange, which is cute and cute when placed on her face. There is a silver bell hanging from the earlobe, which is shaking as the girl walks. Jingle.

Ye Wuchen whispered in Mo Yun's ear: "I'll put you down later, you go and restrain her."

Mo Yun nodded slightly.

The girl walked up to Ye Wuchen with her hips crossed, and raised her head proudly: "I caught you!"

At this moment, Ye Wuchen lifted Mo Yun up, allowing him to use his strength to jump off him.

Mo Yun flew up to the girl, summoned a ghost, and stabbed the girl in the face.

The girl put her feet on the ground, turned around in the air, and avoided Mo Yun's attack directly. Then, two maple leaves appeared out of thin air in her hands, and shot straight at Mo Yun. Her toes quickly slid across the ground, kicking dozens of maple leaves on the ground towards Mo Yun.

The maple leaves are like darts, coming through the air.

"What are you doing? Are you still not convinced after finding you?"

The little girl complained, but her feet kept moving, and the maple leaves attacked Mo Yun one after another.

Mo Yun leaned back to escape the first wave of attack, but the ones behind were not spared. A few maple leaves cut across his sleeves, and the rough blades were instantly stained with blood.

Facing the menacing Maple Leaf, he was holding the dark ghost in his hand, a little powerless to parry.

"Mo Yun, gather the spiritual power in the sword, then swing the saber, turn around and slash vertically after accumulating power." Ye Wuchen stood beside him and pointed.

Mo Yun did it his way without even thinking about it.

He sent his spiritual power to Guisha, dyed the blade of his sword with black flames, and then swung it at the piles of maple leaves that were attacking. The first batch were instantly burned to ashes by the black flames.With another swing of the knife, the sword energy was obviously strengthened, and most of the maple leaves were gone.

Then, seeing the right moment, he turned around and pulled out the black sword flower. The black flame was hot, and it fell like a red maple blade in front of him.

The little girl on the opposite side continued to control Maple Leaf's attack.

Ye Wuchen: "Dive down and attack melee."

Hearing this, Mo Yun quickly lowered his body, Guisha stuck to his side, and walked around Maple Leaf at an extremely fast speed, wrapped the girl's waist with a soft whip that he didn't know when, pulled her over, and tied her tightly. .

Ye Wuchen: "..."

The purpose of this trip should be to sharpen the sword.

"Master, I caught her."

Seeing the joyful face of the young man, Ye Wuchen had no choice but to nod, then walked over and looked at the girl.

The girl smiled at them, her body gradually became transparent, and she disappeared on the spot.

Ye Wuchen was not surprised, because the little old man in Xanadu said that in autumn, there are mostly illusions.

Mo Yun was a little dazed, but his voice was sweet and greasy: "Master, she disappeared."

Ye Wuchen picked up the soft whip on the ground and handed it to Mo Yun.

"Well, the autumn land is full of illusions, and everything you encounter may not be real."

Mo Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly grabbed Ye Wuchen's fingers: "Then Master, hold on to me."

Ye Wuchen looked at him for a moment, then smiled peacefully.

There were still some scorched black dead leaves on the ground, leaving traces of the battle, Ye Wuchen led Mo Yun to walk around, everything was calm, nothing happened.

"Master, how do I get out here?"

"Bing Ling said that there is also a formation, and it seems that you have to find the eye of the formation."

Mo Yun nodded thoughtfully, then raised his small face: "Then, does Master know how to find a team?"

Ye Wuchen replied with a light smile: "Didn't you usually listen to the class well?"

Mo Yun scratched his head and nodded embarrassingly.

"No matter what kind of formation it is, it is divided into east, west, north and south. The most common formation will place the formation eye in the center, and the more advanced formation will hide a small formation inside the formation, and place the formation eye in the center of the small formation."

"It's a bit difficult to find the small formations of advanced formations. It needs to be distinguished according to the movement of the spiritual flow in the formation. The part with the faster movement of the spiritual flow is the small formation. Then you can find it by looking for the eye of the formation according to the ordinary formation method. It's eye-catching."

Mo Yun nodded suddenly, and said, "Thank you, Master, for clarifying the confusion."

Ye Wuchen bent the finger he was holding, and Mo Yun loosened his grip.

"Yuner."

"Master?"

Ye Wuchen looked at his raised face, squinted his eyes and smiled happily, then kissed him with thin lips: "To be honest, you are my son."

Mo Yun tilted his head in confusion, a little confused.

Ye Wuchen suddenly turned into a showman, covering his face and crying: "I've lived for more than a hundred years, and it's just a child like you who was taken away by your mother...I, I really..."

He cried so loudly that he seemed to faint on the spot.

Mo Yun panicked for a moment and wanted to wipe the tears off his face, but his height didn't allow him, so he could only shout "Master" nonchalantly.

Ye Wuchen had cried enough, put down his sleeves, revealing a pair of red peach blossom eyes, with tender and pitiful tears: "My child, I want to hear you call me daddy..."

Mo Yun opened his mouth in a daze, looking at Ye Wuchen with big and energetic eyes, and opened his small mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"I'm sorry to surprise you, I, I'm a little emotional... After all, it's hard to wait for this opportunity, it's okay, I..."

Ye Wuchen hastily wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, but the tears were like dropped pearls, falling down rustlingly, and he still had to pretend to be strong and turned his back so that no one could see his embarrassing appearance. appearance.

Mo Yun remained silent, opened his small mouth slightly, and uttered a syllable.

"father."

Ye Wuchen turned around abruptly, knelt down and grabbed his shoulder, leaned his head lightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Yun'er..."

Under the shadow that Mo Yun couldn't see, Ye Wuchen slowly showed a successful smile.