Master told me to cultivate demons, what should I do?

four years ago:

At night in Hanxuanzong, the lights were brightly lit, and Ye Xin took ten-year-old Han Moxuan to Mo Chen who was sitting on the couch drinking porridge.

"Brother, he is Han Su, the elder brother you haven't seen since you were young, called elder brother." Ye Xin pushed Han Moxuan in front of Mo Chen.

Han Moxuan called out sweetly, "Brother."

Mo Chen put down the porridge in his hands, walked in front of Han Moxuan, rubbed his head, and said: "From now on, you must be obedient, and if you are disobedient, you will be beaten."

"Huh? Mother, brother scared me." Han Moxuan was startled by Mo Chen's words and serious expression.

"Hahaha, it's okay." Ye Xin smiled and rubbed Han Moxuan's hair.

"Mother, then I'll go down first, I'm a little tired." After Mo Chen and Ye Xin talked, they went back to the room.

"Mother, brother..." Han Moxuan looked at Mo Chen's leaving figure, and looked at Ye Xin with some fear.

Ye Xin took Han Moxuan's hand and said: "Brother is not scary, brother just hasn't been home for so many years, he is a little unfamiliar, brother should spend more time with brother in the future, then he will like you."

Han Moxuan nodded and said, "I remember."

Mo Chen returned to his room, looked at the familiar decorations, and said, "Fortunately, I still remember it, otherwise it would be troublesome."

Mo Chen lay on the bed, his eyes were empty, and after a while, he closed his eyes.

Go to bed first!I just don't know what will happen when I come back...

On the second day, Mo Chen was woken up by Han Moxuan, when he saw Han Moxuan's enlarged face, he almost punched him subconsciously, and then he really punched him.

"Oh! It hurts..." Han Moxuan sat on the ground, pitifully touching the place where he was beaten, with tears in his eyes.

Mo Chen got out of bed, put on his clothes, and after tidying everything up, he walked up to Han Moxuan and asked, "Is it bleeding?"

Han Moxuan shook his head.

"That's fine." Mo Chen glanced at the place where he was beaten, and went to have breakfast in peace.

"Brother, wait for me." Han Moxuan wiped away the tears from his eyes, got up and chased after him.

On the street, Han Moxuan has been following Mo Chen, yelling non-stop, comparable to Qingjue.

Mo Chen stopped, Han Moxuan almost fell because he didn't stop, Mo Chen grabbed his lapel, pointed to the candied haws seller, and said, "Are you going or should I go?"

"Can't we go together?" Han Moxuan looked at Mo Chen puzzled.

Mo Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, but he still didn't smile, and said, "That's fine, but don't yell in my ear. I just got rid of one, and I don't want to have a second one."

Han Moxuan nodded obediently.

After buying candied haws, Han Moxuan stayed by Mo Chen's side contentedly, while Mo Chen bought some pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

After returning to the Zongmen, Mo Chen spread the paper on the tidy table, arranged the others, looked at the bored Han Moxuan, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Han Moxuan stood there obediently, looked at Mo Chen's unpolished ink, and asked, "Can I help my brother sharpen the ink?"

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "If you know how to do it, grind it! Be careful not to touch your body."

"Okay!" Han Moxuan walked to the table and began to help Mo Chen grind ink.

The morning wind blows, the leaves fall on the drawing paper, Mo Chen brushes the leaves with his hand, and continues to paint, Han Moxuan stays beside Mo Chen and grinds the ink quietly for him, his face is stained with some ink splashed from the grinding ink, he I reached out to wipe it off, but I touched more and more.

The hem of Su Yi's clothes caressed the petals of the flowers. Ye Xin was carrying some fruits and walking in the corridor of the backyard. When she saw the two people who were so serious in the backyard, she walked in front of them.

He laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to get along so well, let's eat something!"

"Mother." Mo Chen put down the brush in his hand, took out two peaches from Ye Xin's plate, and said to Han Moxuan who was grinding ink beside him, "Go wash your hands, and your face, come back and eat after washing." .”

"Okay." Han Moxuan put down his hands, turned around and ran to find water.

"Who is this painting?" Ye Xin wondered as she looked at the painting that only showed figures and landscapes.

Mo Chen glanced indifferently, and said, "It's not anyone."

"Well, the painting is not bad." Seeing that Mo Chen didn't intend to say anything, Ye Xin didn't ask any further questions.

Mo Chen glanced at Ye Xin, opened his mouth, and said hesitantly: "Mother, I don't know you..."

"Say something."

"I don't know what mother thinks of Long Yang?" After Mo Chen finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Ye Xin again.

The expression on Ye Xin's face froze, the plate in her hand almost fell to the ground because of her soft hands, she pursed her lips, and after a while, she said: "What can you say, I like people, and I didn't do anything harmful, just Just like people."

"Mother, if I..."

"Brother, it doesn't matter who you like, as long as you bring him back to have a look, I really want to see what the person my brother likes looks like." Ye Xin smiled slightly.

Looking at Ye Xin's smile, Mo Chen blamed himself a little, but finally nodded and didn't say much.

"Brother, mother, I finished washing, can I eat now?" After washing, Han Moxuan trotted back, looking at the peach in Mo Chen's hand eagerly.

Mo Chen handed a peach to Han Moxuan, and Han Moxuan happily stood aside and started eating.

"Have fun! I'll leave first." Ye Xin left with a plate.

"En." Mo Chen nodded.

He looked at Han Moxuan who was eating peaches, "After eating, go and play! You don't need to help me."

Han Moxuan, who was busy eating peaches, raised his head in his busy schedule, looked at Mo Chen puzzled, and said, "Don't you need it?"

"no need."

An hour later, Mo Chen finished the painting. Qingyun dressed in orange was fresh and refined, without the gentleness of Qingmo, but he was also Mr. Pianpian.

Mo Chen looked at the painting with satisfaction, he didn't draw anything, he just drew the orchids and clear clouds of Lengfeng.

"Come here." Mo Chen put down the brush in his hand.

A servant walked up to Mo Chen and said respectfully, "What do you want me to tell you, Master?"

Mo Chen glanced at the portrait and said, "Let it dry here, don't damage it, I'll go find Mo Xuan."

"As ordered."

It's a pity that Mo Chen couldn't find Han Moxuan after searching for a long time. Mo Chen ran to Ye Xin and asked, "Mother, has Mo Xuan been here before?"

Ye Xin put down the book in his hand, looked at the panting Mo Chen, and said, "Isn't he always with you? Why did he come here?"

Mo Chen shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Mo Xuan is missing."

"He can't run very far. Send someone to look for it and he will find it in a short time." Ye Xin put the book back on the shelf and said to Mo Chen.

Mo Chen nodded and ran out of the room to find other people.

In the evening, Hanxuanzong was brightly lit, and some calls could be heard from time to time.

In a dark place, Han Moxuan was hiding in a tree hole. A figure passed by him but didn't see him. Han Moxuan covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound.

After the man left, Han Moxuan let go of himself, his breathing was not smooth, and he whispered: "What should I do? What should I do now? There must be a way."

Han Moxuan licked his own bitten lip, took out a sound transmission jade from his bosom, folded his hands together, and begged: "Brother, you must carry it with you!"

Spreading his hands, he began to inject spiritual power into the jade, but in order to prevent the man from running back to look at it again, he had to turn his back to the outside and proceed quietly.

Mo Chen on the other side felt the jade in his hand glowing, and glanced at it.

This jade was given to him by Han Moxuan, saying that it was convenient for him to find the other party, and he carried it with him this time because he thought that this jade could be sensitive.

"Brother...Brother..." Han Moxuan's hasty voice came from Yushi.

Mo Chen frowned and asked, "Mo Xuan? Where did you go?"

"Brother, save me, someone is going to take me away...I don't want to go..." Han Moxuan subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Where are you?"

"Jade...the place where jade can sense me, I am in a tree hole not far from the cliff...brother, you have to be careful, that person is very powerful..."

"Okay, you wait." Mo Chen turned around and ran towards the back hill.

"...Brother, hurry up..." Han Moxuan watched the light of the jade gradually disappear, and the light in his eyes also gradually disappeared.

"I found you, where are you going?" Suddenly one hand grabbed Han Moxuan out.

Han Moxuan punched the man in the face, and he also fell to the ground because of the man's letting go.

"Ouch...Little Young Master, what are you doing?" The man covered the nose that was hit by Han Moxuan in pain.

"Haha..." Han Lingxuan looked at him warily, holding the jade tightly in his hand.

The man rubbed his nose, looked at Han Moxuan who looked wary, and sighed, "What's wrong with you? I'm Mu Leng! Mu Leng who took care of you since childhood."

"Hey..." Han Moxuan blinked, and took a jade stone to shine on Mu Leng's face, and after confirming that it was someone he knew, he put down his guard.

Mu Ling smiled, walked up to Han Moxuan, rubbed Han Moxuan's head, and said, "Okay, let's go back now! Young Master."

After speaking, he took Han Moxuan's hand, intending to take him away.

"No need, I have to wait for brother." Han Moxuan withdrew his hand and said sternly.

Seeing Han Moxuan retracting his hand, Mu Leng became a little impatient, and said, "Young Master, we might meet your brother when we go back now."

"No need, liar!" Han Moxuan turned around and ran away.

"...Hey, kid, who are you calling a liar?" Seeing that he was exposed, Mu Leng immediately chased after him.

Han Moxuan saw him chasing him, speeded up, and shouted: "It's you, that guy Mu Ling is very annoying. How could he come to me? Even if you attach to him, you can't change the fact that he hates me .”

Mu Ling sneered: "Oh!"

"Wow...you are so annoying! My brother is coming soon, and you are still chasing me." Han Moxuan yelled dissatisfied.

Mu Leng easily caught up with Han Moxuan, grabbed Han Moxuan's collar, squinted his eyes and said, "What a coincidence, he was the one I was looking for, and you are just a decoy."

"Bad guy, use me to catch brother." Han Moxuan stretched out his hand dissatisfied and hit Mu Leng's hand that grabbed him.

"You guy..."

Swish—the Hualing sword appeared on Mu Leng's neck.

"Here we come! Han Su." Mu Leng tilted his head slightly, and let go of Han Moxuan in his hand.

After Han Moxuan was put down, he ran behind a tree and hid.

what can he doHe is still at the Qi training level now, and he doesn't know how to fight at all!

"Are you... from the Hanxuan Sect?" Mo Chen frowned, looking at the clothes on Mu Leng's body.

"Of course...not." Mu Leng stretched out his hand to open the Hualing Sword, and punched Mo Chen to the side of the tree where Han Moxuan was hiding.

"Pfft, ahem..." Mo Chen was in pain from Mu Leng's beating.

Mu Leng walked up to Mo Chen, and said disdainfully: "I really don't understand why the master asked me to take you back by name."

Stretching out his hand, ready to grab Mo Chen away, a cold light flashed, and blood splashed on Mo Chen's clothes.

"Ahhh..." Mu Leng grabbed his hand that was cut off by Mo Chen, and took a few steps back in pain.

Mo Chen got up, glanced at the hands on the ground with disgust, looked at Mu Leng calmly, and said: "Get away from him, or be prepared to be disillusioned."

A trace of astonishment appeared on Mu Leng's face, and he said, "Young master, what are you talking about? Did Mu Leng do something he shouldn't have done?"

"Muleng? Are you the real Mu Leng?" Han Moxuan, who was hiding behind a tree, asked hurriedly when he heard Mu Leng's familiar tone.

"Hey! Why did you go there?" Mu Leng's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he slightly raised his head to look at Han Moxuan.

Han Moxuan said weakly: "Isn't it because you want to catch me, you...have you recovered now?"

"What... Ah! What a disgusting mortal..." Mu Ling covered his left eye with his intact hand, and his right eye was now completely red.

"What... what's the matter? Brother." Han Moxuan looked at Mu Leng who was a little crazy.

Mo Chen's eyes darkened, he picked up the Hualing Sword on the ground, and said coldly: "Probably he still has reason, so he won't be completely controlled."

Han Moxuan said: "Is there still a way to save him? He has been with me for so many years, no matter what, he still has feelings. Can you save him?"

"You can't...you don't need to save me, young master...Young master, you can kill me, you can't...you can't get involved..."

"No way! Uncle Wu is only your son, what will he do if you die?" Han Xuan was the first to disagree.

Mo Chen wondered: "Oh? Who is Uncle Wu?"

"It's the old uncle who brought you to know the whole Hanxuan Sect!" Han Moxuan explained.

"Then... do you want to live to see your father, or die with the people in this demon world?" Mo Chen looked at Mu Leng.

Mu Leng's hand covering his right eye gradually exerted force, and the blood covered his face: "Ahhhhh..."

"Mu Ling can't see his father anymore with this appearance, please don't take the initiative." Mu Ling dug out his right eye.

The author has something to say: "衿" seems to be the name of an ancient belt, I don't know how to be literary, so it's best to use this /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~