Sweet as candy

Mu Yunyi swaggered in with his own human skin mask, Xiao Lang propped his head, looked at Xue Shiji's angry back, and said softly, "No matter how proud you are, next time he will take off your mask with his own hands. .”

Mu Yunyi said: "Where do you see that I am proud?"

Xiao Lang relaxed his body and leaned back, said with a light smile, "Have you got the sword?"

Mu Yunyi took off the sword from his waist, and Xiao Lang took it with one hand, with a strange expression on his face: "This is that Devil May Cry? It doesn't look as majestic as its name."

"There is another mystery." Mu Yunyi tore off a strand of hair from his shoulder, and touched the blade of the sword in front of Xiao Lang.

The divine soldiers of the Famous Sword Conference were really extraordinary. The moment their hair hit the sword, it was broken in two and fell lightly to the ground.At the same time, the blade of the sword began to shake slightly, and there was a piercing cry out of nowhere, which made people's scalps tingle with fear.

Xiao Lang got goosebumps from this sound, he shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, the sword lives up to its name, this sound is like a ghost being strangled by the neck."

He brought the sword closer, and almost brought his face closer to observe.Mu Yunyi's heart was shocked, and she stretched out her hand to help him: "Be careful, don't get so close."

"Will it keep barking like this?" Xiao Lang was curious: "Wouldn't it make your head hurt when you fight?"

"It only happens when you cut things off."

"Really?" Xiao Lang excitedly raised his sword and tapped lightly on the back of the chair beside him, but there was no sound at all.

He grabbed another fruit and split it in two.

Hearing Devil May Cry's mournful cry when he chopped things up, he raised his eyebrows: "That's right, it's quite interesting."

Mu Yunyi silently watched him play with a magical weapon like a fruit peeler, and was about to say something, when he suddenly remembered that this man had chopped down a few locusts with the dust, and swallowed the words back.

Xiao Lang wiped Devil May Cry clean, and casually handed him half of the fruit.

Mu Yunyi glanced at it and refused displeasedly: "Don't share the pears."

Xiao Lang looked down at the full fruit in his hands.

Divide the pears, separate.When he was at home, his mother would not allow his father to share the pears like this.

Xiao Lang secretly joked that Mu Yunyi was obsessed with this like a little girl, while withdrawing his hand, he ate the remaining half in a few mouthfuls.

The left and right cases couldn't find the direction, Mu Yunyi brought this sword a little more interesting, Xiao Lang became interested, held Dichen in one hand, and winked at Mu Yunyi: "Go out and make gestures?"

Mu Yunyi was taken aback for a moment, he used to think day and night about how to fight Xiao Lang, to ask for advice on the skills of this young knight who is the most vigorous among the decent.It's just that the relationship between the two has changed sharply now, and he can't help but worry a lot if they want to discuss each other again.

"I was afraid I might hurt you."

"Ha." Xiao Lang smiled proudly: "You may not be able to hurt me."

"Come on, I also want to see what kind of martial arts the frightening first-line Feihong young master is."

He laughed so that Mu Yunyi's heart thumped, and the throbbing feeling occupied his entire chest.At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he first met Xiao Lang. It was such a confident and dazzling demeanor that he couldn't take his eyes off slowly, and couldn't help getting closer.

Clenching the sword in his hand, Mu Yunyi followed.

People from the Wulin League come and go, it is really not a good place to learn from each other.Xiao Lang led a horse, and was in a dilemma again in front of Mu Yunyi.

It was perfectly normal for two people to ride together, but because of the affection between the two, everything became awkward.

Let him sit in front, I am not as tall as him.Let him sit on the back, and there is an illusion of throwing yourself into the arms.

Xiao Lang hesitated for a moment, and finally went to borrow Xue Shiji's horse.

Mu Yunyi's dream of riding together was shattered, and even looking at the horse under her crotch became uncomfortable.

The two rode their horses to a rare place, Xiao Lang jumped off the horse and waved at the other party: "Come!"

Mu Yunyi knew his character, and pushing back and forth would only ruin his interest, so he stopped talking nonsense and went forward with his sword.

In order to hide his identity, no matter what the situation, he more or less concealed his strength.Now the two of them did not hold back, and competed with all their strength. The moment the two swords touched, the powerful internal force came overwhelming.

Xiao Lang blocked the horizontal sword, grinned, and his voice was full of joy: "Okay!"

The sound of sword clashes can be heard endlessly, and this place is far away from the hustle and bustle, so they don't have to worry about it or cover it up.When Xiao Lang wanted to fight, Mu Yunyi accompanied him.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Xiao Lang's back, and his complexion gradually turned rosy.He shouted happily in his heart, but found that Mu Yunyi seemed to be in the exact opposite of his situation. After a few rounds, his already cold complexion became paler.

With a thought in his heart, he made a move to close the move.

"Are you not feeling well?"

Mu Yunyi was silent, Xiao Lang stared at him, and was even more sure that something was wrong with him, he took a step forward and was about to pull his clothes: "Let me see."

Mu Yunyi backed away, resisting his movements with one hand: "No, it's nothing serious."

Relying on the fact that he didn't dare to stop himself with force, Xiao Lang forcibly pulled his collar away like a bully, lowered his head and took a look inside, and instantly saw the blood-stained bandage inside.

"What's going on, are you injured?"

He has paid attention to the rumors in the world, and it stands to reason that no one should be able to hurt him in the battle of Devil May Cry, so where did this injury come from?

Xiao Lang tightened his grip on his collar, feeling both self-reproach and anger in his heart: "Since you are injured, why are you fighting with me? Nonsense!"

Mu Yunyi gave a wry smile, Xiao Lang let go of him, took out a small packet of medicine powder from his bosom, and muttered: "I have only one packet on me, if you try to be brave next time, it will hurt you to death."

Without saying a word, he began to undress his clothes, and the action of applying the medicine also carried an indescribable anger.Fortunately, there is no one passing by here, otherwise I might have misunderstood it if I saw it.

Mu Yunyi lowered her head, looked at his soft reprimand, smiled lowly, obediently followed his instructions, raised her hand when she wanted to, turned around when she wanted to, and cooperated extremely.

He likes the feeling that Xiao Lang puts all his heart on him alone.

Xiao Lang ferociously gave him good medicine, raised his head and asked, "Where did this injury come from?"

Mu Yunyi blinked, but before he could speak, Xiao Lang continued coldly: "If you don't say it, don't even think about being able to get closer to the Wulin League in the future."

In other words, he was threatening him with himself.

Mu Yunyi sighed, and said lightly, "It's just that there have been some changes in the church."

No wonder it took so long for him to come to Wulin League to find him after he came back from the Famous Sword Conference.

Xiao Lang's heart moved, even if the other party didn't say anything, he could more or less guess: "...it has something to do with the Wulin League?"

Mu Yunyi acquiesced, Xiao Lang lowered his eyes, and was about to withdraw the hand that was arranging the collar of the other party, but was caught by the other party.

"you……"

Mu Yunyi grabbed his hand and put it back on her shoulders without hesitation: "I want to let the first-line celebrity bid farewell to the bad deeds of the past. Naturally, it will not be smooth sailing. Some people in the church are dissatisfied and some people resist. These are my faults. something that was foreseen.”

"I can predict everything that will happen, and I am ready to deal with it. No matter what, I will not feel afraid." Mu Yunyi said: "Xiao Lang, you are not even afraid of me, why do you shrink back?"

Xiao Lang looked at him steadfastly, struggling endlessly in his eyes.Mu Yunyi touched his face with one hand, and hugged him tightly.

Two fiery hearts stick together tightly.

Everything around him became quiet and slow, Xiao Lang seemed to be able to hear that the heart belonging to the other party was beating firmly and sincerely within close proximity.

"I know it's hard, but don't be afraid, Xiao Lang, give me time, trust me."