Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

Ever since she heard the storyteller's nonsense, Song Yanqing found that Mo Nanchen's smile never disappeared.The corners of his mouth curled up in a fixed arc, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold evil spirit inside.

Although Song Yanqing wasn't afraid of death and couldn't feel pain, he didn't really intend to let Mo Nanchen pinch his head.

Since all martial arts people from all over the world gathered in Jiuhua, this small inn was already full of people.If they want to live here, they can only squeeze two people into one room.

After Song Yanqing entered the room, she quietly huddled in the corner of the room, holding the sword and closing her eyes, pretending to be dead.

He heard the sound of Mo Nanchen turning the wine glass, he poured a glass of wine, and spilled the other half on the table.He tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and lazily called Zuo Hufa.

Song Yanqing opened his eyes and replied, "Master, what are your orders?"

Mo Nanchen propped his cheek and said, "Take a bath."

Song Yanqing ran out without complaint and asked for a bucket of water, and bought some snacks nearby, ready to coax Mo Nanchen who was angry.When he passed the first floor, the storyteller was still there.

This time he started talking about Luo Qiuyi, the number one beauty in the world. Even though he had never met Luo Qiuyi, he still used up almost all of his praises, which made the energetic men in the audience applaud excitedly, but Song Yanqing felt that Luo Qiuyi was far away. Much better looking than he described.

Song Yanqing looked at it for a while, and then prepared to go back with the food box. The storyteller then said, "It is at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain that I dare to say that. In fact, I heard rumors that the reason why the Wuji Sect was destroyed in the first place was because It's because of Luo Qiuyi."

"Could it be that the leader of the Demon Cult was motivated by lust, and angrily annihilated all the people in his pursuit of failure?" The little girl covered her mouth and asked: "Then, Shaoxia Luo has already..."

"No, you know that Xuanming taught the left and right protectors Song Yanqing and Feng Tianjiao. At that time, the left protector Song Yanqing also entered the Wuji Gate with Mo Nanchen. After seeing Luo Qiuyi, not only Mo Nanchen had an idea, but even Mo Nanchen It is said that Song Yanqing, who only had eyes for swordsmanship, was also moved." The storyteller took a sip of tea and continued: "Mo Nanchen has achieved great evil skills, and the dragons of the Wuji Sect have no leader. If Mo Nanchen did it himself, Luo Qiuyi would definitely be in trouble, but in the end he But managed to escape, do you know why?"

Song Yanqing asked the monks at that table for some space, opened the food box, ate some snacks and asked, "Why?"

As soon as he spoke, a dazed monk next to him threw his magic wand on the ground and replied, "You don't have to ask, it must be that Protector Song tried to hold Mo Nanchen back in order to protect Luo Qiuyi. Let me tell you Song Yanqing is also stupid, he is so good at martial arts, he has to follow the leader of the Demon Cult, they say that the Demon Cult is moody, I can't guarantee that someday the leader will..."

Before the monk could finish speaking, Monk Miaozhen said, "Kong Ming, don't talk nonsense. Donor Song must have his reasons for following Mo Nanchen."

The monk Kongming immediately stopped talking, and Song Yanqing looked at the smiling monk Miaozhen, wondering who the little monk was implying.

Seeing that Monk Miaozhen wanted to 'promote' him, he stuffed the snack in his hand into his mouth, and walked upstairs with the food box.

Song Yanqing hadn't gone far when Monk Miaozhen's faint voice came from behind him: "Today the Demon Sect destroyed the Wuji Sect, and tomorrow it will bloody the world's martial arts. Although Song Yanqing, the guardian of the left, is in the Demon Sect, he is walking on the right way. The poor monk I'm afraid that in the end..."

He didn't finish speaking, and the rest of the omissions aroused Song Yanqing's infinite reverie.Song Yanqing was carrying the food box and was about to return to the guest room, when she turned around, she vaguely saw a white figure flash past at the corner of the second floor.

Song Yanqing's footsteps slowed down, and he asked in his mind without changing his face: "Is there someone over there just now?" '

[Yes, Mr. Song. ] The system replied: [Just now the leader was lying there eavesdropping. ]

Song Yanqing's eyes lit up instantly, he quickened his pace and went upstairs as fast as he could, and pushed open the door of the guest room.

The screen was drawn in the guest room, and Mo Nanchen seemed to be taking a shower behind it.

Song Yanqing put the food box aside and made a sound, and immediately there was a slight sound of water behind the screen. After a while, he heard Mo Nanchen say: "What did you buy, bring it over here and have a look."

Song Yanqing walked around the screen, and Mo Nanchen was sitting in the barrel, looking like he had been soaking for a while.

He looked around, thinking that Mo Nanchen took off his clothes really quickly.

Then when he raised his head, he met Mo Nanchen's eyes.Looking at those eyes, Song Yanqing knew that he wanted to hear his stammering speech again.

Mo Nanchen opened the food box, looked at a small vacancy on it, and said casually: "Why are you willing to come up, is the story good?"

"It doesn't sound good." Song Yanqing paused, and then repeated softly: "My subordinates have heard it, it's made up, it doesn't sound good."

After hearing this, Mo Nanchen laughed. He took a bite out of the pastry, frowned slightly and said, "It's too sweet, I don't like it."

As he spoke, he pinched the snack and handed it to Song Yanqing's mouth, staring at him closely.Against his playful eyes, Song Yanqing leaned over and carefully took the snack in his hand with her mouth open.Mo Nanchen stuffed the snack directly into his mouth, and his fingertips brushed Song Yanqing's lips ambiguously.When he was about to go further, Song Yanqing stepped back to put a distance between the two of them, and saluted him respectfully.

Mo Nanchen looked at Song Yanqing's reddish ears and withdrew his hand in satisfaction. Mo Nanchen knew that Song Yanqing was not a stupid person.Once or twice is fine, after such a long time, Song Yanqing must have known that she was teasing him.But he still acquiesced to Mo Nanchen's teasing again and again, with no expression on his face, but the emotion in his eyes became exciting.

Just like now, his left protector had a straight face, seemingly unaffected by what happened just now, but his eyes were full of bewilderment.

The water droplets slowly slid down Mo Nanchen's chest, and Song Yanqing's eyes also slowly slid down, and the moment she saw the water surface, she blushed and looked back.

He took a deep breath, and said to the system with some excitement: "Damn!He is so good looking, I can! '

The system replied sternly: [The system calculates that Mr. Song has a 0% chance of defeating the leader and overpowering him. The system does not recommend Mr. Song to do such unreasonable and irrational behavior. ]

Song Yanqing just thought about it, although Mo Nanchen looks extraordinarily charming these days, he is still a head-pinching monster who likes to destroy people all over the house.

Song Yanqing believed that even if they really had something, it must be because she was held down.Song Yanqing thought about it expressionlessly, but she was still a little excited.

Mo Nanchen asked Song Yanqing to bring him a glass of wine, and said softly, "How does Protector Song think this Luo Qiuyi?"

For Song Yanqing, this world is just a journey.The system did not force him to complete the task, nor did he have any goals in this world.

Song Yanqing doesn't love Luo Qiuyi, nor anyone else.He doesn't love anyone, but Mo Nanchen can't tell.Seeing Song Yanqing drooping his head in silence, he thought he had guessed right, and his originally gentle expression immediately turned cold.

Mo Nanchen snorted coldly and waved his hand to signal Song Yanqing to get away. He reached out to pick up another piece of snack, which looked ugly no matter what.

He poured another glass of wine, which was obviously the best wine in the inn, but he couldn't drink it no matter what.He was soaking in the warm water, but he felt that even the temperature of the water was not satisfactory.

Regardless of the water on his body, he put on his clothes and went out. After searching around, he saw Song Yanqing huddled in the corner of the room.The blush on his face hadn't dissipated yet, he held his sword and stood with his eyes tightly closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

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