The Demon Lord Orders Rickoff [Traveling]

It turned out that these two were the thieves who stole the spirit grass. Shen Moli quickly came to the spirit field, and saw that they were still discussing, and the spirit grass had not been poisoned yet.

"If you two want to steal the spirit grass, kill me first!" Shen Moli walked in front of them, closing his eyes, as if determined to see death as home.

"Chirp? Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Little Luzhu opened her loose eyes, jumped out of the quilt, and threw herself at the male monk. When she approached him, she stretched out her powerful arms. punch.

In an instant, the monk's eyes were darkened.

"This is the millennium elf, wow, so cute!" the female monk said.

The male cultivator covered his eyes, "If you are not from Xingchen Peak, I will destroy your morality!" After saying that, he hid behind the female cultivator, "Mian Mian, steal the spirit grass!"

"Idiot, it's not stealing in front of people, it's called robbing!" Mianmian knew that Shen Moli would not let her rob her openly, and she didn't want to fight head-on.

"Why don't we fight a game, if you win, we will never come to steal the spirit grass again, if you lose, just offer the spirit grass obediently, I will suppress the cultivation base to the early stage of foundation establishment, how about?"

"Okay, I hope you can keep your promise." Shen Moli told Xiao Luzhu not to interfere, it nodded.

Nanxiu said in a low voice: "Mianmian, if you lose, are you going to disobey Senior Brother Qingchi's orders..."

Mianmian blinked at him, "Don't worry, I have a solution."

Mianmian's method was to deceive Shen Moli. She didn't suppress her mana at all, and poured a lot of spiritual power into her moves, making Shen Moli retreat every step of the way.

Although he guessed her little trick, Shen Moli still didn't want to admit defeat, because he knew they would not kill him, so he kept fighting, maybe he would win, just like he won Xiao Tan, and find the opponent Weaknesses, by surprise.

Although Shen Moli didn't learn any new exercises after getting started, he still practiced the original ones every day, and it was no problem for him to practice dozens of moves with Mianmian.

The key is that the injury on his body finally relapsed after the fierce fighting. Shen Moli spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

Mianmian quickly withdrew her move, looked at her hand, "Did I use so much mana just now, why did he vomit blood..."

"Mianmian, you, you, you killed someone, he, he, he, he, he was dead, it was you who killed him..."

"Shut up, Chan Chan, hurry up and call senior brother, he will definitely be saved, hurry up!"

Chan Chan Yujian flew away, the legs on the sword were still shaking.

Mianmian helped Shen Moli wipe off the blood from her lips, regretting it, she really shouldn't have done this.If he really died, then wouldn't she be guilty of a great crime, this is a rare pair of spiritual roots...

Just as he was thinking about artificial respiration, Ruan Qiye rushed over upon hearing the sound, took out a elixir from his bosom, and put it in Shen Moli's mouth.

"What did you feed him?"

"Help me." Ruan Qiye said, and left in a hurry.

"This person heard that he has found a person with a fire spirit root and became a couple of dual cultivators. Why is he still thinking about Shen Moli? He is really a passionate person!"

When Mu Qingchi arrived, Mianmian stepped aside knowingly, "Senior brother, he said that the only way to get the spirit grass is by killing him, I just accidentally - I used too much force..."

Mu Qingchi sensed it with spiritual power and said: "He is a relapse of an old disease, it has nothing to do with you, you can go!"

"Then is he okay?" Mian Mian asked with concern.

"Fortunately, there are medicines to help him stabilize. You did a good job." Mu Qingchi circulated his spiritual power and entered Shen Moli's body.

"Master, senior brother, it's not that I don't want to rescue him, it's just that I didn't have any elixir on me at the time, and it was Ruan Qiye who fed him the medicine. After feeding him, he left. I think it's necessary to tell you."

"Okay, I see." Mu Qingchi hugged Shen Moli, and disappeared before Mianmian's eyes as a light spot.

"It seems that senior brother has another person to be afraid of..." Mian Mian murmured to herself.

Mu Qingchi put Shen Moli on the bed, the room was simple but tidy, not like the state that a person who was tortured to the point of fainting should have.

It was the first time he met someone like Shen Moli.Simple as clear water, but with some secrets locked between the brows, stubborn and firm, but submissive without complaint.

Is this the real him, or his appearance?

Mu Qingchi suddenly saw a bear-like thing standing on the cabinet in the corner, he had never seen such a thing before, it was very strange and cute.

Holding it in his hand, the little bear smiled innocently at Mu Qingchi, that fat figure is very pleasing, what kind of elf is this.

"Who are you?" Mu Qingchi asked.But the bear didn't answer him.

"Is it an elf that has lost its life?" There was still no answer.

Why is this thing so interesting?Mu Qingchi played with it for a while, and the little dew that came rushing back saw that it belonged to the master, why did this idiot hold it, the master said it couldn't be broken, so he condensed hard pearls and threw them at him .

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

Seeing that it was so angry, Mu Qingchi put down the little bear: "I won't move it, put it down!" while propping up a mana barrier to block the little pearl it threw over.

"Its temper seems to be getting bigger and bigger!" Fen Yin walked in and said.

"Because we bullied its owner." Mu Qingchi looked at Shen Moli who was lying quietly on the bed.

"Do you think he admires you, or is he eager to be a teacher? He doesn't seem to be the kind of person who will give up." Fen Yin fiddled with the spiritual grass in his hand.

"Maybe he really wants to be a teacher."

"I can't figure it out either." Fen Yin laughed again: "You said that if you lost the spirit grass, you would hit him with a wooden board, but did you still count on it? I heard that the scene of a beauty being beaten will make people fascinated. "

"The spirit grass is not lost."

"Look, what is this?" Fen Yin stretched out the spiritual herb in his hand to Mu Qingchi.

"You pulled it out?" Mu Qingchi looked at the haggard man on the bed and said, "If he gets beaten again, he will probably die."

"Hey, hey, you have to mean what you say!" Fen Yin smiled speculatively.

In the next breath, he flew out of the window and turned into stars in the sky.

"I want to see you get beaten even more." Mu Qingchi said to Fan Xing.

Two days later, Shen Moli woke up.Mu Qingchi had already healed his injury on the day he fainted.The drowsiness of the past few days is almost just a rest for the body after overwork.

When he opened his eyes, Mu Qingchi was playing with his bear cup, while Xiao Luzhu was blocked from the door, screaming angrily, knocking on the firewood door with his small arms.

Shen Moli sat up and suddenly saw a few spirit grasses that had fallen on the ground. He didn't know how many days he had been in a coma, but this punishment was definitely inevitable.

"You're awake," Mu Qingchi put down the little bear, "but where else do you feel unwell?"

Shen Moli got off the bed, knelt down on one knee and begged: "Brother, can you... punish him in stages, it doesn't matter if you add more punishments, but please save your legs."

Mu Qingchi helped him up, "You almost lost your life because of the spirit grass, this time it's fine, but you have to cook more delicious food in the future."

In Shen Moli's memory, there has never been a punishment that was canceled because of objective conditions, and he didn't believe it for a while.

"Do you want to drink water? You don't seem to have any cups here. This place is too simple. I have already told Fenyin to build another bamboo house." After that, he went to find a cup.

"Senior brother, don't bother, I have it here." Under Mu Qingchi's surprised gaze, Shen Moli unscrewed the little bear's head, and drank water from the chubby body.

Mu Qingchi was surprised: "What kind of elf is this, how did you refine it into a spirit treasure?"

Shen Moli said: "This is not an elf, nor is it a spirit treasure, it is just an ordinary cup."

When Mu Qingchi was asking if he could gift it to me, Shen Moli said: "But it is very important to me, it represents my childhood and the memory of my parents."

"Then the younger brother should be kept properly." Mu Qingchi dismissed the idea of ​​seizing someone's love.

Seeing that his face had become thin and sunken in the past few days, Mu Qingchi couldn't bear it, "You know that Mianmian who competed with you, her cultivation is already at the golden core stage, and you almost lost your life because of a few spiritual herbs. Are you really afraid of being beaten, or are you eager to learn from your teacher?"

Shen Moli's eyes flickered: "There are all of them."

He often experienced the torture of the board in the anti-torture training. The multiplied pain would make people go crazy. He was really afraid of this kind of thing.

Mu Qingchi chuckled, "If you are afraid of being beaten, then just stop beating you in the future."

If ordinary people would answer in a high-sounding way, Shen Moli is different. His undisguised frankness will make people unknowingly let go of their guards and are willing to open their hearts to him.

This sentence was so similar to the promise that Shen Moli was in a daze.It is often said in training that promises are the most precious thing, and promises made must be fulfilled. So, did he receive the promise?

"I, make breakfast." Shen Moli wanted to escape from this uneasy place.

"Go, the bamboo house has been built, I'll ask Fenyin to help you move." Mu Qingchi looked around, as if he didn't have anything to move except for the bedding, the cup, and that nasty little dewdrop, so he coughed, "Soon good."

"Thank you senior brother." Shen Moli said.

Fen Yin was called to move, at first he was very reluctant, but when he saw that there was nothing there, he didn't say much, he pulled up the mattress and carried it on his shoulder, and when he was about to take the bear cup with one hand, Mu Qingchi snorted, "I'll do it. "

The moment the mattress was uncovered, a piece of paper floated out from under the mattress. Mu Qingchi picked it up and opened it. It was a painting.

The man in the painting was very ugly, and he was wearing the same purple-pattern robe as Mu Qingchi. When Mu Qingchi was holding the painting and wanted to go out, when he met Shen Moli who came back, he asked, "Is that the man in the painting me?"

The author has something to say:

Mu Qingchi: It is an unforgivable crime to vilify senior brother!

Shen Moli pointed at his fingers: Then what should we do?

Mu Qingchi: Kiss me once, and I'll forgive you!

Shen Moli: (づ￣3￣)づ╭～