After being dressed as a villain, the hero fell in love with him

"Okay, don't talk anymore."

Jing Chen was still worried about his little apprentice's body, so he pulled Jian Ning's wrist, felt his veins carefully, and said in disapproval: "The spirit collection array is of such a high level that I don't know when you learned it as a teacher. But Aning , you used it rashly last night, it was too reckless, go back first."

Jian Ning was taken back by Jing Chen, in fact, his condition is really not very good.

In fact, his cold poison was not completely suppressed before, and his body was still weak.Hastily tossing back and forth between Leihuo Peak and Xuanshui Peak, and forced to set up a high-level formation, the cold poison has a tendency to rise again.

Jing Chen didn't take Jian Ning back to Xuanshui Peak, but went directly to the cave where he just woke up.

Jian Ning looked around at the familiar fiery red light, and heaved a long sigh.

He really didn't like the place very much.

When he first came in, when he opened his eyes and saw the red light shining in the empty cave, he thought he had been kidnapped again.

In order to help him suppress the cold poison, the master specially chose a cave with abundant aura and set up a scorching formation.After that, I would come here to recuperate every time the cold poison broke out, and lied to the outside world that I was practicing, and I would come here every once in a while.

No food, no drink, no play, almost bored to death.

"Master, Ah Ning is fine, Master~"

Jian Ning tries to get by by being coquettish and cute.

"No."

Jing Chen pressed Jian Ning on the altar, his handsome and indifferent face did not waver, "Speaking of which, Ah Ning, what are you... stimulated by?"

Jing Chen showed memories, and said with a slight smile: "When I was young, I still smiled from time to time. Later, as I became more proficient in ice spirits, my temper became more indifferent. I have told you so many times as a teacher, but I still haven't seen you change. What do you do now? gone?"

Jian Ning had expected that Jing Chen would ask this question, after all, he has been crazy about OOC since his rebirth.But he was prepared and not worried.

Jian Ning said with a smile: "During the practice a few days ago, Aning had an epiphany and his mood changed."

He was sitting on the altar, and the warm light reflected from the fire-type spirit stones made the young man's delicate features more and more perfect. There was a gleam in his eyes, and his smile was bright.

"The spiritual power depends on the person, not the person. We practice the ice system, the spiritual power is cold, but the temper is not necessary. The mood has changed, so it looks different."

Jing Chen was quite relieved, touched Jian Ning's hair, replaced some spiritual stones in the Zhiyan formation that were about to run out of spiritual power, and left the cave.

Not long after, Jian Ning received a spiritual message from Jiang Yunche, who was his number one little fanboy.

"Senior Brother Jian, I heard that you and Brother Mo were punished to kneel, are you okay? It's all Brother Mo's fault!" Jiang Yunche spoke angrily, and defended Jian Ning.

Jiang Yunche, as Mo Lan's younger brother, has such a bad relationship, and "Jian Ning"'s instigation and discord are inevitable, but Jiang Yunche is indeed a fool, he believes what he says.

Jian Ning explained a few words, and asked: "What's the matter, Yun Che, is there something wrong?"

"Oh, right."

It was only then that Jiang Yunche remembered what he wanted to say, "Senior Brother Jian, my residence was destroyed by Senior Brother Mo, and I have no place to live. I want to live in Xuanshui Peak for a few days, okay?"

On the night when Mo Lan woke up, he destroyed many houses where his disciples lived, and Jiang Yunche's residence happened to be among them.

Jing Chen, the master of Xuanshui Peak, is a direct disciple of Jian Ning, who monopolizes the main peak, and the rest of the outer disciples are at the nearby peaks.

It was not the first time for Jiang Yunche to go back to live, and the master knew about it, Jian Ning agreed without thinking, cut off the spiritual message, lay back on the altar, staring at the uneven cave wall above.

The surroundings were silent, and the light was dim and blurry. Jian Ning felt a little bit of depression in his heart, but he suppressed it.

The system is still checking the information of Mo Lan's dress, and I don't know when it will be ready.Jian Ning tentatively called twice in her heart, but she didn't respond, so she gave up.

There was a breeze blowing in the cave, and the air was scorching hot, but Jian Ning couldn't help shivering.

The cold poison in his body was much worse than before, and he stayed honestly in the scorching flame formation for ten days, which was more than enough days to make up for the previous life.Idle hair growing fast, finally came out.

Jian Ning returned to Xuanshui Peak, and strode into her flying kite garden.

Feiyuan Court is not small in scale, but the original owner is really a boring person, except for a few rockery and a broken pond, there are no other decorations.

It was very unfortunate that Jian Ning was an even less interesting person, so she entered the back room without looking sideways, and when she passed the table, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

Why... he seemed to see something strange?

Jian Ning's neck seemed to be frozen, like a robot, he turned around once and for all, with incredible meaning in his widened eyes, staring at the...

One piece, snow-white and snow-white, obscene clothes? !

The clothes were neatly folded, the neckline was just exposed, and there were two large characters embroidered with black thread on a white background - Mo Lan.

No, this, what the hell is this!

Jian Ning was dumbfounded, and rushed over with a few strides.A piece of paper was pressed under the clothes, and a corner was exposed. Jian Ning pulled out the paper suddenly, and there were a few lines of strong and small characters on it——

Brother Jian, I think you were injured before, but you still worked so hard to "get" this dress. I came to visit today and specially sent the clothes here, thank you.

Signed, Mo Lan.

"..."

Jian Ning's face turned red, she was ashamed and angry.

What the hell... who cares about such a shabby dress!Take the clothes and take the clothes, what do those two quotation marks mean!

Don't thank you yet? !

I'm going to thank you, uncle!

This matter can't be passed, right? !

Suddenly there was a small conversation coming in from outside, and a gentle voice said: "At this time, Aning should have returned."

Then someone gave a soft "um", the voice was so familiar that Jian Ning knew who it was without even thinking about it!

"A-Ning, are you in there?"

"Ah, yes," Jian Ning turned around abruptly, picked up the clothes with two fingers, and randomly stuffed them into the ring, "Master, I am here!

If Master saw this dress, Jian Ning wouldn't have to mess around!

Pushing open the door hastily, Jing Chen just brought Mo Lan to the door and stepped in.

As soon as Jing Chen rolled his eyes, he saw that his little apprentice's face was blushing to the point of bleeding, and he was very surprised, "A Ning, what's the matter with you? Have a fever?"

Jian Ning covered her face, it felt warm to the touch like a stove, and replied stiffly, "It's nothing, it's a little, a little hot, hehe."

He turned his gaze to Mo Lan who was beside Jing Chen. Mo Lan's face was as calm as an old dog, and he looked back calmly.Facing Jian Ning's eyes that turned into anger from embarrassment, his expression had nothing to do with him, and even revealed a trace of confusion!

As if the note was not written by him!

A smile flashed across Mo Lan's eyes, seemingly puzzled, "Why is Senior Brother Jian looking at me like this?"

"Oh right." He seemed to suddenly remember something.

Jian Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he heard him say, "The clothes I sent—"

"I see!" Jian Ning interrupted abruptly, speaking quickly, "Is there something for Junior Brother Mo to come to Xuanshui Peak?"

He winked at Mo Lan with his eyes wide open, trying to make Mo Lan shut up.

Mo Lan's expression was calm, she raised her eyebrows, slightly cold like a banished fairy, seeing Jian Ning in a trance with a serious look.

If he hadn't been so sure that he saw the corners of Mo Lan's lips rising a little, he would have wondered if he was hallucinating!

"Ah Ning, it's just in time for you to come back."

Jing Chen uttered a voice to break their confused gaze, "Since Ah Ning can see that Mo Lan's entire spiritual body has awakened, he naturally also knows the entire spiritual root of the entire spiritual body."

Jian Ning came back to his senses, took a deep breath, the redness on his face finally faded a little, tried his best to ignore the strong presence of the male protagonist Mo, nodded, "I know."

Jing Chen wore an ice-blue robe and lightly raised his sleeves, and smiled slightly, "Although both you and I are mutated ice spirit roots, our Xuanshui Peak is still dominated by water-type disciples. Starting today, Mo Lan will be with us Xuanshuifeng practiced for a period of time to learn water-type spells."

Mo Lan's deep voice sounded, "I'm disturbing Xianzun and Senior Brother Jian."

"No problem." Jing Chen shook his head and said, "You can stay at Xuanshui Peak, there is a courtyard not far from Aning's Feiyuan Court, where you live, it is also convenient to discuss spiritual arts with Aning. "

"Hard work, Immortal." Mo Lan responded, not taking it seriously.With Jian Ning's temperament, he would come to trouble him every few days, discussing it would be no different from fighting.

Jian Ning suddenly remembered something, interrupted: "Wait a minute, Master, that yard..." There is still someone in that yard!

Isn't Jiang Yunche living here?

Jing Chen knew what he wanted to say, and said, "It's okay, the yard occupies a lot of land, and it can accommodate you."

...It is definitely possible to live there, but what if the kid Jiang Yunche habitually finds fault with Mo Lan?

In the end, it will be Jian Ning who will be unlucky!

Jian Ning pursed her lips. Although he didn't know why Mo Lan sent the clothes here, and he didn't know if he did it on purpose, but it seemed...it was better than being ravaged by the hero.

A certain villain weighed in his heart for a moment, his eyes quietly drifted towards Mo Lan, and he said cautiously: "Why don't you let Junior Brother Mo live in my Feiyuan Court."

The slender young man raised his head slightly, the redness on his face was half gone, his eyes were like April's flower brew, sweet and seductive.

Mo Lan was astonished for a moment.

Ruomian, don't you hate him, why?

"Eh?"

Suddenly, Jing Chen was puzzled, and took a few steps inside, intending to pick up a white piece of paper on the ground, "What is this?"

Jian Ning: "!!!!!!"

Why did his uncle slip through the net? !

"Master, wait!"

Someone, Jane, extended Erkang's hand.

Jian Ning swooped and jumped out of the national team's posture in a standing long jump. With a thud, she landed heavily, shaking the table.

"A'Ning!" Jing Chen was stunned.

"fine!"

Jian Ning quickly reached out to pick up the note, and firmly carried it behind her back, regardless of whether Mo Lan could see his movements from behind, she directly stuffed it into the ring.

Jing Chen was stunned by the little apprentice's startling jump. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he said after a little silence: "A-Ning, what are you... doing? That note?"

Jian Ning showed a standard smile with eight teeth, "It's just a piece of paper, nothing else."

Jing Chen: "... isn't there words on it?"

Jian Ning smiled, "Used paper, trash, something dirty on it—"

"cough."

Mo Lan's face remained unchanged, and she coughed.

Jian Ning: "..."

Can't laugh anymore.

The dirty stuff has his master behind him.