Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

"Brother, why are you avoiding me?"

Mo Liang stood by the pond, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Qiu Yi hesitated for a moment, but still took a light breath, turned his head and looked flirtatious again.

His lips were pursed, his eyes were smiling, and the familiar frivolous tone was still in his mouth: "What are you talking about, Xiao Liang'er is so cute, how can senior avoid you?"

"No?" Mo Liang smiled miserably, but did not go forward.

He just stood there, looked at Qiu Yi quietly, and said desolately: "Brother, I already know."

"You confirmed the time to go down the mountain with the sect master, right? If I didn't happen to meet Senior Sister Tong Yao just now, you didn't intend to tell me at all, did you?"

"He said he didn't hide from me on purpose," Mo Liang's eyes darkened, "If it wasn't on purpose, why did senior brother hide it from me? Why didn't you tell me?"

Qiu Yi looked at him lightly, and sighed softly after a while: "Xiao Liang'er, I did make a temporary decision on the experience, and I didn't tell you because it was too late."

He said with a smile: "Besides, going down the mountain to practice is also a way for monks to practice. It's not like I won't come back, brother. Why should Xiao Lianger be so serious."

Qiu Yi untied the wine gourd from his waist, and felt that the weight was wrong as soon as he got it in his hand. He raised his hand and shook it, and found that it was empty and there was no sound of water.

How did you drink the recent wine so quickly?

Mo Liang clenched his cuffs silently, and after a while he said hoarsely: "Is it because of me?"

Qiu Yihuang's movements paused: "What?"

"The practice of the sect needs to be applied to the sect master ten days in advance," Mo Liang said mockingly, "Senior brother broke into the Zhaohui Hall overnight just for a special order. Is it because of me?"

Is it because I did something I shouldn't do and said something I shouldn't say that day?

There was a faint smell of wine all over his body, Mo Liang recalled the soft touch on his lips that day, bit his lips unconsciously and said: "If it is, I will take back what I said that day."

He suddenly stepped forward and hugged Qiu Yi, pleading: "I apologize, I take back what I said that day, and I will never do any transgressive things again, senior brother, don't hide from me, okay?"

Qiu Yi was silent, he quietly looked at the boy in his arms, his usual carefree expression finally became a bit serious.

He pressed Mo Liang's shoulder, and took a step back to distance himself from him.

"Little Liang'er, can you take back what you said that day so easily?"

Poor Mo Liang was so determined to stay, but he didn't hear the deep meaning in Qiu Yi's tone, he just said anxiously: "As long as the elder brother doesn't leave Liancheng Gate, and doesn't hide from me, I can take back anything."

Mo Liang raised his head, and tears rolled down from his almond eyes, which were gently wiped away by Qiu Yi, "Why are you crying? I said it was just to practice."

His eyes were dark, and his tone was gentle: "Little Liang'er, don't be afraid. Senior Brother has already made an agreement with Senior Sister Tong Yao before leaving. She will take good care of you. As for cultivation, although Tong Yao is a monk of the wood spirit root auxiliary system, she is very good at practicing Qi. Looking forward to you, she can give you some pointers, and Tong Yao is careful in doing things, no worse than senior brother. You just practice obediently here, and senior brother will be back soon."

Mo Liang shook his head when he heard the words, tears soaked Qiu Yi's sleeves: "No, it's different, Senior Sister Tong Yao and Senior Brother are different."

"What's the difference?" Qiu Yi said in a more serious tone, "If Xiao Xun hadn't gone to the main sect to teach you how to practice, he would indeed be better than Tong Yao."

"I don't want Senior Sister, and I don't want Senior Brother Cang," Mo Liang sobbed, "Senior Senior Brother is different from Master, Senior Sister Tong Yao, and Senior Brother Cang. I, I like Senior Senior Brother, I don't want Senior Senior Brother to avoid me, I I don't want to... be separated from Eldest Brother."

"Do you like me?" Qiu Yi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly reached out to lift his chin: "Mo Liang, you keep saying that you like me, so let me ask you, what kind of like do you like, and why do you like it?"

Mo Liang shrank his neck from the hostility in his body, he had never seen Qiu Yi like this, he forgot to breathe for a while, his small face was flushed red.

What kind of like?Why like?

A strange voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

Mo Liang, do you know?

He closed his eyes, and all the pictures about Qiu Yi flashed in the sea of ​​consciousness one by one.

Those who are lazy and frivolous, those who drink wantonly, those who laugh heartily, those who are stern and stern, those who patiently point themselves, and those who are gentle and caressing each other in the illusion...

No matter when, no matter where, as long as I think of Eldest Brother, it is as if a warm lamp is lit in my heart, warm and bright.

I just like it.

He thought, what I like about Senior Brother is that I like it without any reason.

cut.

Mo Liang laughed disdainfully when he heard the voice.

Seeing the little white rabbit in such a daze, Qiu Yi let go of his chin, and blinked his eyes back to their usual appearance.

He originally wanted to say, your liking, or admiration, or admiration, or admiration, or admiration, but not necessarily admiration.

He originally wanted to say, during the time I'm away, you can think about whether you are dependent on me or have other feelings.

Can you really distinguish between the fantasy that Ruan Yiqiu brought you and the present reality?

When the words came to his lips, there was a long sigh. Qiu Yi messed up Mo Liang's short hair casually, and said softly: "Okay, little Lianger, it's getting late, go back quickly."

Cloudy sunset.

Mo Liang lowered his head, letting his hands lightly brush his soft hair, and finally said in a low voice after a long time: "Master, do you have to travel?"

He whispered, "If, if senior brother must go, can you take me with you?"

Qiu Yi was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

Due to the special order, the tour location this time was arranged around the secret realm of Molan, where the degree of danger was relatively high, and he still had the ability to turn around, but Mo Liang might not be able to escape unscathed.

Besides, he chose to travel at this time for the purpose of meditation, so how could he bring Mo Liang with him?

Mo Liang's eyes dimmed when he heard this, and was about to speak when the voice sounded again.

He is avoiding you.

The voice said, Mo Liang, what are you still struggling for?

You like him, but have you ever asked if he likes you too?

Mo Liang's face turned pale in an instant, the corners of his lips quivered slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "Yes, I, I haven't asked..."

I like Senior Brother, so Senior Brother, do you like me too?

Aware of his abnormality, Qiu Yi pressed his shoulders and frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Liang looked up at Qiu Yi, with a moment of confusion on his face: "Brother, do you like me?"

Before Qiu Yi could answer, Mo Liang suddenly squatted on the ground with his head in his arms. He shook his head frantically with a very sad expression.

"Xiao Liang'er?"

"He doesn't like me, does he..."

He curled himself up into a ball, "Because I don't like it, I avoid it; because I don't like it, I don't want to tell me; because I don't like it, I don't want to be a Taoist partner with me."

Qiu Yi suddenly pulled him up, his expression darkened: "Mo Liang, who are you talking to?"

Mo Liang let Qiu Yi lead him, without any focus in his eyes.

Brother doesn't like me.

Yes, I just don't like it.said the voice.

But why, why don't you like it?

If you want people to like you, you have to have that value.

That voice seemed a little louder, he sneered, Mo Liang, are you valuable?

A cowardly and inferior waste.

Is it valuable?

"Look quickly, is that young master from the Mo family begging on the street?"

"Young master of the Mo family?"

"It's the one who was kicked out of the house by the Patriarch of the Mo family."

"Didn't you say he was dead?"

"Who knows?"

"It's easy for him to live, after all, he has a pure Yin furnace physique."

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that I don't have a cultivation base."

"If it can be raised, it should be considered a stunner."

"Nurture? He killed 15 offshoots of the Mo family."

"Just such a little milk baby? Do you believe this?"

"I just don't want to die."

"Cut, a piece of trash, let him fend for himself."

"It's a pity that the physique of this cauldron is still somewhat useful."

use.

value.

my worth.

Yes, your worth.

If a person has no value, the only thing waiting for him is the fate of being abandoned.

The voice said, you don't want to be abandoned, do you?

Exchange your value with him, if he is satisfied, he will naturally not abandon you.

Will naturally like you.

"Okay, okay." A dark light flashed in Mo Liang's eyes, he quickly grabbed Qiu Yi's front, as if he was eager to prove something, and said while crying: "Elder brother, don't leave me, please. I am valuable, I remember what they said, they said that I have the physique of a cauldron, I can be harvested by monks, I can be used by you..."

Qiu Yi's face froze.

"Mo Liang!" He interrupted with a low growl, and it was the first time that there was such a surge of anger in his heart: "Do you know what you are talking about!"

"I know," he cried, "I just want to be with senior brother, senior brother, don't abandon me, don't dislike me, I am valuable, senior brother, don't abandon me, don't abandon me... "

Qiu Yi narrowed his eyes, and then cut down with a knife, Mo Liang felt a pain in the back of his neck, and fell straight into Qiu Yi's arms.

Qiu Yi probed a cluster of spiritual energy into Mo Liang's body, closed his eyes to detect it for a while, and then took a light breath.

A demon born from illusion.

"Isn't it Xiao Xun, is it Xiao Liang'er?" He rubbed the Jingming acupoint, "This is troublesome."

After placing the bald gray feather, Lian Ji leaned back in the chair, contemplated for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he happened to catch a glimpse of the nine mirrors that were discarded by the table, and then remembered that he hadn't returned this thing to Luo You .

Casually sent a spiritual message to Luo You, Lian Ji picked up the mirror and was about to put it away, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found Cang Xiangxun's figure still reflected in the mirror.

The man was lying on the table as if he was asleep, and there was still an unclosed bamboo slip in his hand.

Didn't I cut off the spirit message just now?Lian Ji was puzzled.

He also pinched out a spell, Lian Ji was about to perform the spell, but when he turned around, he saw a group of light-colored clusters of light flashing at the corner of the table in the mirror.

The light group cautiously drifted along the room for a while, as if looking for something.Lian Ji zoomed in on the mirror, looked carefully, and found a few strands of black hair inside.

Pulling the silk screen, Lian Ji squinted his eyes.

The face of the man in Zhaohui Palace before appeared in his mind instantly.

Yin Junjie.

A little bit of dark color from the fingertips plunged into the mirror and went straight to the pale light cluster without making any sound. The faint light flickered for a moment and then went out, leaving only a few black hairs, which turned into ashes before touching the ground and dissipated in the air .

After Lian Ji cut off the spiritual message, Cang Xiangxun, who was supposed to be sound asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. He looked into the sky with a complicated expression, his eyes were dim and unclear.

The author has something to say: The heart demon is online!The heartbroken big brother and his good junior... guys.