The marshal saves the world with short legs

Mo Jin hugged the cold corpse and remained silent without speaking.

"Sir..."

When the snake demon on one side came up to remind Mo Jin that there were still many monks waiting for Mo Jin, he saw Mo Jin standing up holding the cold body.

"Everyone who hates him to the bone, has kindness to me. I took his bones away, so you can do what you want."

The snake demon next to him wanted to say something, but his words were stopped by a pair of cold eyes.

Mo Jin looked at his arms and closed his eyes, his brows were cold, but he could still peek at the beauty of his eyes, and touched his cold skin: "It's fine if you're dead."

thousand years ago

"Ouch..."

"Huh?" Feng Ren, who was following the teacher's door, heard the howl, and subconsciously stopped, looking for the little guy who made the sound with a pair of slender phoenix eyes.

Finally, Feng Ren saw a little dragon lying on the ground covered in bruises.

"Ow—"

Seeing a strange human being, Xiaolong took a step back subconsciously, Feng Ren stretched out his hand: "Don't be afraid."

"Ow?"

A pair of white jade-like hands held Xiaolong up. Xiaolong looked at the icy human in front of him, but his body temperature was unexpectedly warm.

"Separated from your family?" Feng Ren's brows became rare gentle, and he touched Xiaolong in his arms: "How about I take you to find your family later?"

Hearing the word "family", Xiaolong's mood fell instantly.

His family is gone.

Suddenly a group of people came and killed his family members.

Of the Dragon Clan, he is the only dragon left.

Xiaolong, who was sinking, was suddenly stroked by a warm hand on his forehead: "Don't feel bad."

Xiaolong raised his head and saw Feng Ren bowing his head and smiling slightly, his brows had imperceptible kindness: "If you don't have a home, follow me from now on."

"In the future, I will be your family."

"Where I am, is your home."

so warm.

Xiaolong lay in Fengren's hand, thinking.

This was the first meeting between him and His Majesty, and no matter what Mo Jin experienced afterwards, he dared not forget it.

Your Majesty said they are family.

Yuanyuezong is the sect where Fengren belongs, and Mo Jin followed Fengren to Yuanyuezong.

Feng Ren lives in a mountain where peach blossoms are romantic, which is extremely inconsistent with Feng Ren who is dressed in coldness.

Feng Ren seemed to be alone in the entire mountain.

"Ouch-"

Mo Jin grabbed Feng Ren's sleeve with his front paws, dangling under Feng Ren's sleeve: "Oh~"

Play with me, play with me~

What are the benefits of practicing?

Whenever this time, Feng Ren would always lower his head, touch Mo Jin's horn like melting ice and snow, and say to Mo Jin: "Don't mess around."

"Cultivate well, and you will be able to transform into a human form."

"Ow~"

"Xi Xing!"

Xixing is Fengren's Taoist name.

A powerful voice came in, Feng Ren subconsciously hid Xiaolong in his sleeve, stood up to greet the person who came in from outside, and saluted: "Master Master."

"You boy, how polite you are." The young man smiled at Feng Ren, and then took out a sword: "I refined this together with some of your uncles, do you like it or not. "

The sword was in hand, and the bone-piercing cold penetrated into Feng Ren's hands. As soon as Feng Ren held the sword, he knew the grade of the sword, and his face turned sideways: "Master, Feng Ren can't be such a precious sword."

"What are you talking about!" The young man patted Feng Ren on the head: "After your master passed away, you will be half of our apprentice. If the master gives you something, you should keep it properly!"

There seemed to be fluctuations in Feng Ren's eyes, and finally he bowed deeply to the young man: "Xi Xing thank you Master for your gift."

The young man took a deep look at Fengren, and finally sighed: "Your master is walking the human way of helping the world and saving people, and you are also walking your master's way, it's just Xixing, this world is dangerous, You need to be on your guard."

"Even if the world is dangerous." Feng Ren held the sword in his hand, and said softly to the young man: "Xi Xing also believes that it is romantically accompanied by the sea of ​​flowers."

"I do, that is my way."

The young man looked at Feng Ren, opened his mouth, finally shook his head and left.

"Ow?"

Seeing the young man gone, Feng Ren finally released Xiaolong from his sleeve. Xiaolong looked curiously at the sword in Fengren's hand, and suddenly, it fell from Fengren's sleeve.

"Why are you so careless?" Feng Ren bent down, trying to hold Mo Jin up, but Mo Jin almost gave Feng Ren a claw: "Aww!"

Feng Ren frowned: "You are, what's wrong?"

Mo Jin stared at the sword in Feng Ren's hand, although he didn't know what it was, but Mo Jin always had a feeling of fear.

This feeling was only felt by Mo Jin when the Dragon Clan was destroyed.

And ever since Mo Jin was brought back by Feng Ren, it never happened again.

"You don't like the sword in my hand?" Feng Ren said in his hand, and put away the sword in his hand.

Mo Jin didn't see the sword, and his whole body relaxed.

At that time, Mo Jin didn't realize that the sword was forged from the keel of his parents and relatives. Seeing Feng Ren put the sword away, he relaxed and yelled at Mo Jin.

"never mind."

Feng Ren's voice was rare and gentle, and he hugged Xiaolong: "The peaches outside should be ripe, do you want me to pick some for you to eat?"

"Ow~"

At this moment, Mo Jin was a little lifeless, and yelled at Feng Ren.

Feng Ren of the tenth level of Dragon Language nodded to Mo Jin's forehead: "If you don't want it, just rest."

"Ow!"

As a little dragon raised by Feng Ren, Mo Jin had never been out of this seldom-traveled mountain before taking shape.

Knowing that one day, Mo Jin watched Feng Ren who was covered in bruises being carried back.

"Aw!" Seeing that there was no one around, Mo Jin carefully rushed out from the corner and lay on Feng Ren's chest.

"Uncle, don't..."

Mo Jin looked at Feng Ren who was frowning tightly, lying helplessly on Feng Ren's chest.

"Ouch!"

don't cry!

If, if I were in human form now, I might be able to help you.

"do not Cry."

That night, Mo Jin successfully transformed into form, and later Mo Jin also knew about it. On that day, Feng Ren followed the head of his Yuan Yue Sect to crusade against the sect that killed Feng Ren's master back then.

Up and down the division's gate, most of them were killed or injured.

Feng Ren's uncle, blocked the fatal injury for Feng Ren, and died.

"Uncle Master said, don't be used as a swordsman by others." The moonlight fell on Feng Ren's body, looking extremely pale: "Xiaolong, what do you mean by Uncle Master?"

Mo Jin, who had just turned into a human form not long ago, yelled at Feng Ren suspiciously.

"Why am I telling you this?" Feng Ren patted Mo Jin's head, and ran his fingers across Mo Jin's beautiful hair: "You don't know anything."

Mo Jin blinked suspiciously. Although he didn't know anything, the moment Feng Ren spoke, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand to comfort Feng Ren, but found that there was nothing wrong with Feng Ren's eyes.

Time still has to flow. Ever since that injury, Mo Jin found that Feng Ren loved to practice more and more.

Also became more and more silent.

Time flies, the sun and the moon change, and Feng Ren has become the most advanced venerable of the Yuan Yue Sect from a former disciple.

Mo Jin has also jumped from being invisible to the most untouchable existence in Yuan Yuezong.

"Xiaolong, don't be naughty!"

The indifferent Feng Ren would beat Mo Jin on the head every time he got into trouble.

What happened next?

Mo Jin blinked, staring blankly at the cold corpse lying on the jade bed.

A lot happened.

For example, Mo Jin discovered that Yuan Yuezong's disciples could cultivate so fast, in fact, they used the essence and blood of the Dragon Clan as a guide.

For example, it was discovered that Yuan Yuezong had been deceiving Feng Ren, and Feng Ren had too much blood of innocent people on his hands.

For example, Mo Jin wanted to expose what Yuanyuezong did, but was hunted down by the entire Yuanyuezong.

For another example, Mo Jin, who narrowly escaped from the dead and regained control of the demon clan, had to swear to kill Fengren at the request of all the demons and most of the monks in the cultivation world.

Mo Jin knew that even if he didn't swear, he couldn't keep Feng Ren.

To everyone, Fengren's crimes are heinous and unforgivable.

He can't keep it...

"That's fine." Mo Jin blinked and suddenly laughed.

The ending is very happy for most people and demons.

only……

The person who said to his family is gone.

He has no home.

The author has something to say: The second brother and third brother's episodes are also chapters and swords

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