The Sick Villain is Crazy and Wild: Unlimited Traveling Through Books for Freedom

"Xiao Han doesn't like it or does he eat raw?"

Mu Han drooped his ears, and raised his misty eyes when he listened to the master's words: "As long as it is given by the master, the apprentice will like it."

"That's eating raw. I'll change it for you at noon."

Mu Han listened to his words and remained silent.

When Luo Yi first saw his speechless look, he must have been unable to satisfy him with the food in Qingyue Peak.

After all, if you eat it every day, you will eventually get tired.

"If Xiaohan makes progress in practicing kung fu today, I will take you down the mountain for my teacher tonight."

As soon as he heard that he was going down the mountain, Mu Han's drooping rabbit ears immediately stood up.

"Really, Master?"

"When did my teacher lie to you?"

As Luo Yichu said, he didn't forget to pat his rabbit ears.

After getting Luo Yichu's promise, Mu Han was so excited to eat carrots.

Seeing him like this for the first time, Luo Yi chuckled lightly.

Poor child, since he was brought back to Qingyue Peak, he has been tortured by the original owner's pervert.

In light cases, they were beaten, and in severe cases, they were imprisoned in cages.

He didn't treat this child as a human being at all, and in his eyes he never got rid of his prejudice against Mu Han's identity.

He regards him as a demonic beast, and feels that he should be locked in a cage and let him play with him. Even when he takes a look at Mu Han, he feels that he is showing mercy.

The original owner wanted Mu Han to die, so how could he bring him down the mountain.

Poor child has always regarded the original owner as his salvation, everything is just a false bubble.

Beneath the beautiful sugar paper, the sugar is often bitter.

Going down the mountain tonight, he plans to buy more candy for Mu Han.Life is hard enough for this kid, and he needs some sweetening.

Mu Han hugged the carrot and gnawed it with difficulty.

Rabbits of the Mozu like to eat meat and drink blood, and eat their prey raw.

After coming to Qingyue Peak, he was forcefully forced to become a vegetarian rabbit.

Eating grass all day long, he felt that he was about to abandon the dark and turn to the light to practice Taoism.

Mu Han has always been picky about his food, and he doesn't like ordinary prey.So I would rather eat grass hungry than eat those low-quality prey and drink the disgusting blood.

Although this is a plane of cultivation, the year of this book is relatively low in the aura, and there is no prey that sleeps a wink.

After Mu Han finished nibbling the radish, he licked his itchy four fangs.

I miss Master's blood.

Although there is no eye-catching prey in this plane, the master's blood is quite to his liking.

Master's blood is fresh and sweet, very delicious.

After tasting that one last time, he missed it.

Thinking of this, Mu Han felt his teeth itching more and more.

If he hadn't always had good endurance, he would have overthrowed Master and bit his neck by now.

Thinking of Master's blood, Mu Han's gray red eyes gradually turned alluring.

His eyes slid down the master's face, fell on his slender and fair neck and licked his lips.

When Luo Yichu saw him licking his lips after eating the carrot, his expression was still unfinished.

It must be that Qingyue Peak's radishes are not tasty, so I will find some spiritual seeds to grow them myself.

The radishes grown by myself must be sweet and delicious.

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"Brother."

Because of what happened yesterday, He Chen went back and thought about it for a long time.

Probably because they were too busy in the past and didn't have time to accompany Xiao Han, which caused the relationship between the two to become unfamiliar.

He deliberately spared time, intending to take advantage of this time to teach him how to practice swords and cultivate his relationship.

Seeing He Chen coming, Luo Yichu politely smiled at his junior brother.

Seeing He Chen looking towards him, Mu Han just glanced at him lightly, and then his eyes fell on the master.

"Junior Brother, I have something to tell you."

He Chen glanced at Master suspiciously, but still followed.

When passing by Mu Han, he raised his hand and handed him a fairy sword.

Mu Han confiscated it, and just replied indifferently: "Uncle Master, Master has prepared a sword for me."

Seeing Mu Han's calm expression, He Chen froze in mid-air holding the sword.

Luo Yichu sees that the two are getting into an awkward situation again, so he comes out to be a mediator again.

"Xiao Han, your uncle accepts it if he wants it!

After all, be prepared! "

Mu Han looked at the master without saying a word, the expression of refusal was obvious on his face.

Luo Yichu saw that he would not accept it, so he stretched out his hand to take the fairy sword from He Chen.

"Xiaohan is nostalgic for the old days, maybe it's because he's not used to using the immortal sword.

I will keep it for him first, and I will give it to him when he wants to use it. "

When Luo Yichu took the immortal sword, He Chen held onto it tightly, and when he pulled it again, he reluctantly let go.

It is clear that the last time we met was fine, how come we are so unfamiliar this time.

"Nostalgic?"

After He Chen finished speaking, he chuckled mockingly: "Maybe!"

He was exactly the same as his old father, he was extremely heartless when he turned his face.

He didn't know what he did wrong, so he was sentenced to death.

At the beginning, the two clearly had a friendship, but he only returned to the Sky Blue Sect for a few days before he turned his back on her and married Mo Ji.

Now his son is exactly the same as him, if that indifferent expression is matched with the magic seal on his forehead, it seems that he has reappeared.

He Chen felt bitter in his heart, and the smile on his lips was full of sarcasm.

He just wanted to know what he did wrong, why the Mu family father and son treated him like this.

He Chen took a deep breath, suppressing his irritability.

Luo Yichu looked at his eyes with embarrassment, he just told Xiaohan about this yesterday, but he didn't expect that kid to be very awkward.

This kid, Mu Han, is somewhat out of touch.

Otherwise, he couldn't bear to blame Mu Han, after all, it was the original owner's fault.

When the two entered the room, Luo Yichu patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, feeling that the next words might stab him in the heart again.

Thinking of this, he was too embarrassed to speak.

Regardless of his worries, He Chen adjusted his mentality and showed a gentle smile to his senior brother.

"Why is senior brother looking for me? Do you have a clue about the matter of sealing the magic vein?"

Luo Yichu shook his head when he heard his words, showing a fake boy's smile.

"It's about Coach Jian, and I was the one who was abrupt. I didn't ask the kid's opinion, so I rashly made the decision for him.

It is probably because we have been together for a long time, Xiaohan is not used to it, and there is suddenly one more person on the peak, which may be a little uncomfortable. "

He tried to continue speaking tactfully, but seeing He Chen's face turned paler, he suppressed a smile and nodded.

"Brother, I understand.

I won't bother you until I find the clue to seal the magic vein. "

"No, Junior Brother, I didn't mean that."

Luo Yichu wanted to explain again, but He Chen spoke before him.

"Senior brother, I understand and understand.

The child has never met a stranger since he was taken to Qingyue Peak by his senior brother. I have only been here a few times, and it is inevitable that I will not get used to it.

I have nothing but hope that this child can pass through the cultivation conference smoothly. "

He looks more and more like his father, if he teaches him how to practice sword and get along day and night, he will inevitably have other thoughts.

He is Mu Ting's son, and the bottom line of morality in his heart tells him that he can't.

He is Mu Han, not a substitute for him missing his father.

It doesn't matter if you don't teach him how to practice swordsmanship, but if you teach him, it's easy to think too much.

He is like his father in everything, but he is not as domineering and cold as his father, Demon Lord, who is too soft and timid, exactly like his mother.

I really miss his father dressed in black and riding a horse with a dashing and awe-inspiring look.