Retired shadow guard's guide to raising cubs

Mo Ran sent the empty bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, and when he came back, he found that Mu Jinnian had gone to bed at some point, huddled under the thick quilt, and wearing a familiar hat on his head.

Mo Ran took a closer look, and found that it was the one that Mu Jinnian thought was too ugly and refused to wear it anyway.

Secretly checked the array in the room, whether it is sound insulation or heat preservation, it is working normally, and the temperature in the room is also normal.

Mo Ran asked, "Cold?"

Is it not effective enough?

His subordinates pinched out a few formation symbols, ready to strengthen the previous formation.

Mu Jinnian stretched out his head from under the quilt, and shook his head: "I don't feel cold at all. I just came out of the extreme north and saw that the quilt felt warm, so I tried it under the quilt. Not to mention, it's really comfortable. He smacked his lips and stretched out his hand to squeeze the quilt, "I went to the extreme north at that time, if I had brought these with me, I wouldn't have almost been frozen stupid."

No, even wearing a cotton coat, cotton hat, and cotton gloves may not be of much use in such an environment.

Thinking this way in my heart, seeing that the young man loves the quilt so much, Mo Ran will let him go.

He took out the white porcelain bottle that he had prepared, and sat across from the young man: "Extend your hand, and I will apply the medicine for you."

"It's just a few minor injuries. Now that I've broken through to Foundation Establishment, it's fine to just leave it alone." Mu Jinnian hummed, but obediently handed his hand that hadn't subsided to Mo Ran.

"Even if it can heal, the wound will always hurt before that. This medicine can relieve the pain and speed up the healing of the wound." Mo Ran uncorked the bottle, and immediately a cool thin fragrance spread out.He picked up a piece of light green ointment with his index finger, and carefully applied it on the boy's hand.

Speaking of which, this medicine was formulated by Zhang Yi, who said it can relieve pain and heal wounds, and it can also remove scars... I don't know if they are all cultivators, so what kind of scars does it remove.

Hearing Mo Ran's words, Mu Jinnian frowned and looked at the man who lowered his head to help him apply the medicine: "Mo Ran, don't you feel that there is something wrong with you since you finished eating?" He thought about it suspiciously, and murmured He said to himself, "It didn't start after eating, it should start from returning from the extreme north..."

At this time, the ointment spread on the back of Mu Jinnian's hand, and the original feeling of heat, swelling and pain was immediately replaced by a piece of coolness.

His expression relaxed a little, and he immediately put the slight strangeness behind him: "This medicine really works."

Mo Ran exerted a little force on his hand, suppressing the boy's subconscious resistance: "Don't move around, be careful not to hurt you." The slender and strong fingers spread the plaster evenly little by little, and then kneaded it gently and repeatedly with a trace of spiritual power. , until the effect of the medicine is fully exerted, "Zhang Yi's medical skills are superb, so the wound medicine he made is better than the one bought in the medicine hall."

Mu Jinnian blurted out: "The flower peacock?"

A "flower peacock" caught Mo Ran's attention.

His friend is indeed smarter and loves to dress up... But he never expected that Mu Jinnian would actually give him such a nickname.

Mu Jinnian knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he immediately shut up and sat upright, but his eyes flicked to Mo Ran's face from time to time.

He thought he was hiding it, but Mo Ran saw it all: "If Zhang Yi hears this nickname, I'm afraid it's..."

Mu Jinnian hurriedly interrupted him: "I just thought to myself, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have said it." After finishing speaking, he was afraid that Mo Ran wouldn't let him go, so he hurriedly changed the subject, "Mo Ran, are we going to talk tomorrow? Are you going back?"

Presumably, with the temperament of being good friends, I don't care about such small things.In Mo Ran's mind, he selectively ignored his friend's angry expression every time he was suppressed by force, and continued to chat along Mu Jinnian's words: "The purpose of this trip has been achieved, your realm is unstable, and you urgently need to find a secluded place to consolidate yourself."

"But you are so badly injured, one night is definitely not enough to recover."

In Mu Jinnian's heart, Mo Ran has always been powerful and unfathomable, as if nothing can shake him.This time, his unconscious appearance in the snow really frightened the young man, and made him realize clearly that Mo Ran is not a god, he is also a human being.

To be human is to be wounded, to bleed, to fall.

Before, Mu Jinnian didn't worry about Mo Ran at all, but now, he can't worry about it: "It's better to hang around here for a few more days, and we will go back when your injury improves."

Mo Ran rolled up the boy's sleeves and treated the frostbite on his arm: "My injury is not a problem."

Mu Jinnian saw that Mo Ran's face didn't change at all, and he looked confident, and he almost laughed angrily: "You persuaded me to take the medicine in time before, why didn't you rush when it was your turn? You have an internal injury , can it compare with my trauma?"

After being together for five years, why didn't he realize that Mo Ran didn't care about him so much?

Mo Ran also wanted to ask a little bit, why did the good boy tend to approach the old lady Zhang Yi when he came out?

Facing Mu Jinnian's relentless gaze, he could only let go: "When we go back, I will retreat to heal my wounds."

The victorious boy raised his head triumphantly: "You said this, you can't break your promise."

"Of course. A gentleman's word..."

"It's hard to chase a horse."

"The wounds on your hands have been taken care of, show me your feet."

"Oh."

............

"So you lied to Boy Mu that you wanted to heal your wounds, but turned around and ran to my place?" Zhang Yi put down the tea in his hand angrily.

Mo Ran was in a hurry. He thought something important had happened, so he rushed back from his apprentice's house to the small forest outside Luoyu City without stopping. He had just made tea, and before his butt was warmed up, he listened to the latest news from his friend Great achievements.

Although he already knew what kind of virtue Mo Ran is, at this time, Zhang Yi still couldn't help but want to slap the table: "You don't know how rare the Millennium Xuanjing is. Whoever goes to the extreme north will single-handedly kill you like you!" Breaking in? Even if you send a letter, let me go with you?"

Mo Ran sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, took a sip of tea from the teacup: "I'm sure about this."

Although he doesn't know much about tea, it has to be said that Zhang Yi's craftsmanship is still as good.

"Then you had a fight with the Snow Fox King?" Zhang Yi slapped the table loudly, "In the extreme north! The Snow Fox's lair! Fight with the Snow Fox King! Mo Ran, I haven't seen you for a few years. Have you grown up? Did you forget that we were chased by the Snow Fox Clan back then? Now it’s good, you dare to provoke the Snow Fox King, huh?"

Facing the frenzied friend, Mo Ran's expression remained unchanged: "I've been prepared for a long time."

"Nonsense! You have prepared for it a long time ago, that is, you gave the Xuanyuan Pill that I refined for you back then to clear away the residual poison of 'heart-eating' and strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence??" It's okay not to mention it, but once you mention it, Zhang Yi was furious, "Didn't the Xuanyuan Pill be given to you a long time ago? Mo Ran, then explain to me why you still have the Xuanyuan Pill?"

Mo Ran lowered his eyes, staring intently at the plain white teacup in his hand: "At that time, half of the 'heart-eating' poison was pulled out by the genius doctor, and the rest can be completely dissolved by slowly adjusting the breath. Pills are such precious pills."

"So you didn't eat a single one?" Zhang Yi felt that he was going to be pissed off by his friends today, "Do you know that even if the residual poison is not fatal, the pain will not be less?"

"I know."

"I know you still..." It's a done deal, those old things that are broken and rotten, no matter how incompetent and furious he Zhang Yi is now, it has already been concluded, and the friend is so stubborn. look like...

Zhang Yi sat back on the chair, picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp: "Forget it, anyway, you are the one who hurts, and you are the one who suffers. What does it have to do with me... You came to me this time, no Is it just to settle these old accounts?"

In order to avoid the tragic experience that the precious apprentice Bai Yu had to collect the body of the master before he left the teacher, Zhang Yi decided, he looked away, really.

Mo Ran flipped his wrist, and put the newly obtained Millennium Profound Crystal in front of Zhang Yi: "I want to ask you to help me forge a spirit sword." Then, he pulled out another piece of meteorite.

No need to ask, it must be prepared for Boy Mu.

Zhang Yi raised his eyelids, his gaze swept over Xuanjing and Meteorite.

With these two things, he dared to pat his chest to assure that the spirit sword he forged would be at least top grade, and if he was lucky, he might even be top grade.

Either way.

Zhang Yi rolled up his sleeve robe and put the things away: "For the sake of Kid Mu helping me abduct my precious apprentice...don't bother me for the next ninety-nine and eighty-one days. Also, Ah Yu's realm is also almost stable, but the use of spiritual power is still lacking. Anyway, the five-year period is coming soon, and then Ayu will ask you to take care of it for a while."

He drew the position of Bai Yu in the air, and pushed it towards Mo Ran with his hand.

Mo Ran took it lightly, and replied: "This is nature."

After discussing all the matters, Zhang Yi poured himself a cup of tea again, and waved away people: "Hurry up, hurry up, I will get angry when I see you."

"See you later." Mo Ran nodded, ready to leave.

Just as he walked to the door, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind: "Mo Ran, wait."

Mo Ran stopped and turned around.

A white porcelain bottle flew towards him, and he grabbed it.He looked at his friend puzzled.

"It's for internal injuries. One pill a day will guarantee your recovery in ten days."

"Thanks."

Zhang Yi sighed, but he still couldn't hold back at the end, and persuaded him: "I know you care about Mu boy, but you should also care about yourself. If you are injured, how can you take good care of Mu boy, and my family?" Where's Ayu?"

Mo Ran put the porcelain bottle into the storage space: "I wrote it down."

Watching Mo Ran leave and there was no one else in the courtyard, Zhang Yicai murmured slowly: "I hope you don't just talk about it."

I don't know if he was careless, but I always felt that this time, when my friend mentioned Mu boy, his expression was different from before.

From the moment they met, he discovered that Mo Ran was good at everything, but his temper was a bit weak.

It was okay in the early years, there was a little smoke and fire, but the more things went on, the less lingering it was.

Originally thought that Yan Junyan and the others could make their friends look a little bit more human, but unfortunately, they only looked bright on the outside, and they didn't change at all inside.

He was really worried that one day Mo Ran would leave everything behind and float away.

Unexpectedly, just when he was about to give up, Mu Jinnian fell from the sky, who somehow met his friend's wishes and made him take care of him.

It's a good thing.

Zhang Yi raised his head abruptly, drank the tea in one gulp, got up and left.