[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

Mo Yu put a small bag into Mu Xuanying's palm, and said softly, "Eat more if you like."

This time, the elite disciple of the school who was specially selected as the first time the Supreme Elder went down the mountain to do a mission, felt that his eyes were about to go blind, and the corners of his mouth twitched non-stop.

——Little baby, do you know what you are eating now? !That is the vermilion fruit produced by the 1-year-old purple jade ginseng. A single fruit contains the aura essence of the purple jade ginseng, which can be refined into a Yuanying pill, which can increase the success of breaking the pill into a baby by [-]% The elixir of speed is flocked to by the vast cultivation world.

but!But Elder Xuan Yu treated it as an ordinary fruit and gave it to a little doll as a snack. This is just too... crazy!A little baby who has not yet reached the foundation building stage, isn't afraid of being stuffed to death by eating such aura-rich food? !

Of course Mu Xuanying couldn't survive, because Mo Yu had already taken these fruits, tasted them really good and prepared to keep them for Mu Xuanying, so he took out most of the aura from the vermilion fruit to ensure that the remaining aura wouldn't kill Mu Xuanying. The taste has not changed.

Fortunately, everyone didn't know about this, otherwise they would have been speechless by Mo Yu's methods.

Ignoring the gazes of others at all, Mo Yu walked towards the residence with extremely steady steps, and from time to time glanced at Mu Xuanying who was eating fruit with her cheeks bulging on her shoulders, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

Sure enough, he still doesn't like people getting too close to his Mao Mao, even if it's just to give something, it's an eyesore.

Although Mao Mao spoke righteously, blushed and said thickly that they were brothers, and not being close was better than being close, but Mo Yu felt that the relationship between them was not just that.

Mu Xuanying: With such a three-headed body, how could he have the nerve to tell Brother Yu that he and Brother Yu are not only brothers, but also partners who have decided to join hands for life?

Anyway, he was embarrassed.

As for Mo Yu, who lost his memory, although Mu Xuanying positioned his relationship as a brother, Mo Yu somehow felt——

The relationship between them is not just that.

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Mu Xuanying put her arms around Mo Yu's neck, put her head on Mo Yu's shoulders without any politeness, and yawned lazily.

Although most of the aura in Zhu Guo was drawn out by Mo Yu, two or three is already the limit.Feeling sleepy after eating, this may be quite normal for ordinary children, but for Mu Xuanying who is an adult in spite of the appearance of a child, he can't accept it a little bit, so Even though he yawned several times and made his eyes dim with tears, he still managed to talk to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu frowned, wanting Mu Xuanying to take a nap first, but thinking of his younger brother's inexplicable insistence, he held back his words and said, "This time I went down the mountain and killed a Yuqing at the foot of the mountain. Hu, I heard it tastes good, Brother Yu is cooking tonight, you should eat more. Bigu Dan is convenient, but you are still young, don't lose your health."

The corners of Mu Xuanying's teardrop eyes twitched, and he told him countless times that his body was inexplicably shrunk, but he was actually two years younger than him, brother Yu probably didn't listen.

Similar situations happened several times, and Mu Xuanying didn't bother to argue.He secretly made up his mind - no matter what, he can't just grow up slowly, he must find a way to return to his original appearance as soon as possible!

After being depressed for a while, Mu Xuanying's attention was attracted by the new term that Mo Yu said.

"Yu Qinghu? What is that?" Mu Xuanying tilted his head. Although he has been reading in the library these days, there are too many things in this world that contradict his previous cognition. The body is completely three and a half years old. Even with the energy and stamina of an adult's control and the eighth level of Qi Refining, he still feels a little impatient after watching it for a while, and gets sleepy when he says he is sleepy.

Thinking of her current distress, Mu Xuanying sincerely envied that Brother Yu still had a standard figure with tall legs and long legs.

Mo Yu didn't move, and said calmly, "It's just a flat-haired animal, no different from a pheasant, and it tastes good."

Yu Qinghu, who is said to have a trace of colorful peacock blood, wears five-color Xiayu, cultivates as an adult, and lives in groups.

"Oh, pheasant..." With her arms around Mo Yu's neck, Mu Xuanying, who still lacks common sense even after reading a few books, blinked, and quickly let go of the trivial matter that her brother Yu caught a pheasant from the mountain. On the side, resisting the urge to yawn, he said, "Then Brother Yu, what did you see at the foot of the mountain?"

The corner of Mo Yu's mouth curled up, and he said, "Don't you just want to know how this mission is going to be? Maomao, with the relationship between you and me, why are you beating around the bush like this?"

The tips of Mu Xuanying's ears turned red, and she said awkwardly, "Is it just a little curiosity?" Brother Yu went down the mountain for half a month, even though Mu Xuanying had full confidence in Mo Yu, she still couldn't stop worrying.Fortunately, the person came back, and the head uncle said that Brother Yu was not injured this time, and he ran to the mountain gate to pick him up, but he didn't smell the smell of medicine, blood, powder...cough, cough, etc., Mu Xuanying really Take it easy.

Reassuring, Mu Xuanying was naturally curious about Mo Yu's experience at the foot of the mountain.

There was a smile in Mo Yu's eyes, obviously the concern for Mu Xuanying was very useful, he simply picked up a few things and told Mu Xuanying, which made Mu Baozi, who had never seen the world, stare round.

Piece after piece, this is a world different from Datang Jianghu, but just as exciting.

Mu Xuanying's heart is itching, she really wants to grow up quickly, and then venture into the world of comprehension with Brother Yu.

In this world, he and Brother Yu belonged to the same sect, from the same camp!

Resting her chin on Mo Yu's shoulder happily, Mu Xuanying thought about the days to come, and then, he... fell asleep.

The corner of Mo Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he added another soothing charm to Mu Xuanying, making him sleep more soundly.

Not long after, Mo Yu came to the teleportation formation with Mu Xuanying on his back.

As one of the top ten first-rank sects, Wan Jianzong controls nearly one-twentieth of the mainland's resources. The huge extreme northern snowfield, snowfields, mountains and rivers stretching for tens of thousands of miles are all included in Wan Jianzong.Duanchen Road and the mountain gate are located at the very edge of the snow field, and it will take nearly two hours to get from the mountain gate to the main peak if you use your full strength sword, not to mention the Seven Palaces with more than ten mountains each.

The Taoist name of Wan Jianzong is Yuan Qing, he has cultivated in the middle stage of Dongxu, and his beard and hair are all white. He looks no different from the old man who can die at any time. It can be seen that the cultivation world at that time had a lot of headaches for this sword master.

No way, in terms of attack power, it still depends on the sword repairer.

And the master of the Seventh Palace naturally also needs to have a cultivation level above the level of a god.Wan Jianzong is no different from other sects. If you want to be an elder, you can't do it without a Nascent Soul.

As the youngest and lowest cultivation elder of the Wanjian Sect, Mo Yu's cultivation did not reach the Mahayana stage, and he couldn't bear the almost viscous aura in the sect's secret realm—Langya Realm.After discussing with the elders, the head of the sect arranged Mo Yu's residence on the main peak.

Walking into the teleportation array, he pressed the token symbolizing the identity of the Supreme Elder of Wan Jianzong into the concave position on the stone tablet, only to see a flash of light, and the next moment the two of them appeared beside a cliff.

Mo Yu carried Mu Xuanying on her back, no matter how steep the cliff ahead was, she just walked forward.

In the next moment, the wind was fierce, and the scene of rugged cliffs was like ripples on the water surface, but in an instant, another world appeared in front of my eyes.

In the distance, there are mountains and mountains, thousands of mountains and snow at dusk, but there is a green color in front of you.Stepping on a path paved with cobblestones, both sides are green grass, wild flowers are everywhere, and the sound of birds and insects is endless.At the end of the path is a small wooden bridge with gurgling water under the bridge. The tall bobbins slowly rotate, splashing bright water, and live fish jump out of the water from time to time.On the other side of the bridge is a small wooden house built next to a tall banyan tree of unknown age.There is a swing frame on the side, swaying gently with the breeze.

This is a home built by him and Mao Mao, bit by bit, with his own hands.

Sometimes Mo Yu wondered if it was true that deep in his mind, he had no memories of the past.If so, why would he not be able to remember the past between him and Mu Xuanying.But if not, why would he be subconsciously attached to these seemingly ordinary things deep in his memory.

It's not that Mo Yu can't understand Mu Xuanying's expression—his family's idiot can't even hide it, and everything is written on his face—maybe his past was not all smooth sailing, and it may even be full of thorns and ups and downs.

But those were the past that Mu Xuanying participated in, no matter how much suffering there was, he didn't want to give up.

Mo Yu quietly looked at the place named "Little Daoxiang Village" by Mu Xuanying, and walked slowly towards the wooden house.

With Mo Yu's identity, the deacon elders in the sect originally wanted to send a few clever boys or maids to serve him - this is a common practice in the sect, even in the cultivation world who claims to be the most unmoved by foreign objects Few sword cultivators would reject the boy servant who served tea and water—but Mo Yu rejected this suggestion from the bottom of his heart.

——At the thought of someone stepping into the home that belonged to him and Mu Xuanying, an inexplicable killing intent arose in my heart.

This is a place that belongs to Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying, and no one can touch it!

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