Return to Xianyuan Continent

When Mo Luo woke up, he had no idea what happened last night.

He was lying on his side, and Mo Qing'an curled up in his arms with his pillow on his arms.

Mo Luo's arm was numb, and he tried to pull his arm out.Mo Qing'an subconsciously grabbed the arm under her head, and said in a daze, "Don't make trouble~"

Mo Luo looked at the person in his arms along the light, and laughed for a while. He kissed the forehead of the person in his arms: "Baby is awake, we should get up."

Mo Qing'an slapped Mo Luo on the face, stared at him in a daze, turned her back to him: "Don't make noise, I want to sleep."

Looking at the loosened arms and the back of the little husband, Mo Luo shook his head helplessly, took off the clothes hanging on the bed, and slowly put them on.

After Mo Luo finished washing, Mo Qing'an hadn't gotten up yet, so Mo Luo simply picked him up with the quilt and walked towards his yard.

The students passing by looked at Mo Luo with the palm print on his face, and then at the sweet twins sleeping in his arms. How could they not know what happened?Wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, they suppressed their smiles and said, "Master Uncle, good morning!"

Mo Luo calmly glanced at the students coming and going, and walked on the road openly. When he saw someone greeting him, he just said flatly, "Good morning."

The slap mark on Mo Luo's face is indeed detrimental to the impression. For some unsightly male chauvinists - this uncle Mo Shi is really weak, even Fu Lang is afraid!

I don't know what he was attracted to by Li Yanshi's uncle, but the smoke from the ancestral grave was taken into the name of Venerable Roumu!

People who are more rational are envious of the person in his arms, who has a husband who can love others.

I can't wait to replace him, the status is high, I will love Fu Lang, and my ability is outstanding, who wouldn't want it?

The two of Mo Luo showed affection like this, it should be spread in Jialan, but it was the opposite.

This matter just turned up the excitement that day, and then there was no news at all. Why is this?

Because after that, Mo Luo and Mo Qing'an couldn't leave behind closed doors, and it took a whole month before the two of them appeared in front of everyone.

During this month, Mo Luo worked hard to refine the fifth-level potion. When the medicinal materials were not enough, he issued a point task to let others collect the potion he needed.

Because the medicinal materials collected were numerous and messy, no student could guess what kind of potion this integral task was refining.

But Yu Junzhu guessed what kind of potion he was going to refine after reading the point mission issued by Mo Luo.

Nodding in relief, sure enough, this kid is still smart, knowing that refining medicine is much more promising than what can be called a bullshit ban!

When Yujunzhu was happy, of course he slipped his mouth in front of An Qingfeng.

It's not so much a slip of the tongue, it's better to say it's a naked show off!

This time, An Qingfeng's people can be turned on their backs. An Qingfeng is not a good-tempered person, so the two started fighting on the spot.

The two fought and scolded each other, causing the students who watched to speculate whether the two stole each other's ancestral graves...

"Yujunzhu, you shameless old boy, what are you proud of!"

"What am I proud of?" Yu Junzhu dodged the magic weapon thrown by An Qingfeng, and said arrogantly: "I am proud that you have no successors! At least I still have someone who can barely inherit my mantle."

It can be said that Yujunzhu has stepped on An Qingfeng's sore spot, and this magic weapon doesn't cost money!

Fighting between big brothers can be said to be a disaster for Chi Yu.They watched the magic weapons being destroyed one by one, and their hearts were so painful that they were about to break.

Teacher An, if you don’t want it, can you give me one?

Not much, one is enough!

All of them looked at An Qingfeng's magic weapon eagerly, they only cared about the magic weapon and not the destroyed land boundary.It was because of this that they were almost smashed to death by magic weapons, and a large number of them didn't find out.

Fortunately, Hu Yidao came in time, and with one blow, he split the dropped magic weapon into two halves!

Hu Yidao grabbed one in each hand, and said expressionlessly: "You two uncles, if you make trouble again, believe it or not, I will lock you into the judicial tower?"

Yu Junzhu and An Qingfeng looked at each other, snorted coldly, broke away from Hu Yidao's restraint, and turned their backs in two directions.

Hu Yidao looked at the backs of the two leaving, and said lightly: "You two uncles, remember to repair the damaged public property here."

The bodies of the two froze at the same time, and at the same time they turned their heads and shouted at Hu Yidao angrily: "Understood, I don't need you, a little doll, to remind me!"

Who is Hu Yidao?He is a person who can fight against ten venerables of the same rank by himself. Will he be afraid of these two paper tigers?

of course not!Give each of them a meaningful smile: "Aren't you afraid that the two uncles will forget?"

Whether a month is long or short is what ordinary people say.

For Melo, this one-month period was gone in the blink of an eye.

Relying on the realm of Lord Xianyuan, he could not eat or drink for a month without starving to death, so he didn't step out of the medicine training room for a month.

Refining level five potions, if you fail once, you will do it twice, if you fail the second time, you will do it three times, if you fail three times, you will do it four times, and he will not stop until he succeeds!

After success, did he give up?Of course not, he rested for a while, and found the feeling just now to continue refining.

Mo Luo is not a genius, all he got today is that he worked harder than ordinary people.

With just one potion, he can lock himself in the refining room without eating, drinking or sleeping and practice hundreds of times until he can practice with his eyes closed!

When the medicinal materials of the medicine are not enough, he will write a list and put it at the door of the refining room. When Mo Qing'an sees this list, he will issue points tasks according to the medicinal materials mentioned on the list.

The level of medicinal materials is different, and the points spent are also different.

For some common first-class medicinal materials, ten points can be exchanged for one hundred plants.

For second-class medicinal materials, ten points can be exchanged for ten plants.

Level [-] herbs, three plants with [-] points.

Level [-] herbs, one plant with [-] points.

Five-level medicinal materials, three plants for one thousand points.

It can be said that all the points that Mo Qing'an has saved have been spent for Mo Luo in this month.

He doesn't care about the points spent for his husband, no matter what his husband does, he will fully support him.

What he cares about is because his points are all spent, and her husband hasn't come out yet, what should he do if he needs medicinal materials?

Are you going to ask Jin Xiaocup for a loan?

Mo Qing'an stretched out his pregnant belly, lying on his back on the slump, he patted his belly and muttered, "Baby, you irresponsible father, you just leave you and me like this." I ran away. I don’t care about our food, lodging and transportation..."

The little tiger cub jumped up and down in the middle of the slump, listening to what Mo Qing'an was muttering with a bewildered expression.

But Bairan has not woken up since he fell asleep that day.

Just when Mo Qing'an was muttering to Zhenghuan, the door of the refining room clicked and opened.

Mo Luo looked at the little Fulang with a half-smile: "Fulang, what are you talking about with the baby?"

She was caught speaking ill of others... Mo Qing'an forced a flattering smile on her round face, and put her little hand behind her back unconsciously: "It's nothing."

"Is there nothing?" Mo Luo came step by step, he bent down and approached Mo Qing'an: "Is there really nothing?"

Every step Mo Luo took was like stepping on Mo Qing'an's heart, making his little heart beat non-stop.

But when Mo Luo approached him, the smell on his body caused Mo Qingan to push him out of the door. He held his nose and pointed at him: "It stinks, hurry up and take a shower!"

Xian Yuanjun can not eat, drink, sleep or excrete, but he will sweat~

Mo Luo refines the potion every day, and the sweat on his body is about to condense into a river, and he hasn't showered or washed his hair... One can imagine the smell on his body after coming out.

Being pushed by Fu Lang, Mo Luo was stunned.

Raising his elbow, sniffing his own body odor, he said rascally: "It's just a little smell, Fulang, you actually despise me~"

Mo Qingan cast a sideways glance: "Is it a little smell? If you don't wash it off today, don't sleep in my bed tonight!"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Luo ran faster than a rabbit, and disappeared without a trace.

Mo Qing'an pursed her lips and smiled, knowing that this trick would work.He patted his big belly and said with a smile: "Baby, look at how stupid your father is~ Why wouldn't I let him go to bed?"

Although Mo Luo ran a long way, his spiritual sense still paid attention to the movement around him. His ears moved, obviously listening to what Mo Qing'an said.

You are the fool!

After Mo Luo cleaned up, Mo Qing'an had prepared meals and was sitting at the table waiting for him.

Looking at the more rounded little husband, Mo Luo felt a rush of heat in his heart. He stepped forward and circled the little husband from behind, kissing the top of his black hair: "Fulang, you have worked hard."

Mo Qing'an pulled Mo Luo's hands and pressed them on both sides of her stomach: "You know I've worked hard, so you should love me even more, do you know~"

"it is good."

Mo Luo closed his eyes and entered Mo Qing'an's body with his divine sense. He looked at the piece of meat in Fu Lang's stomach. In my belly.

Looking at this scene, Mo Luo's heart was as soft as water.

After he opened his eyes, Mo Qing'an couldn't wait to ask him: "How?"

"Very healthy." Mo Luo's eyes were very gentle: "There are still about five months left, and our baby will be born."

Seeing his parents hugging each other, the little tiger cub jumped onto the table lightly, tilted his head and let out a soft meow.It seems to say, what about me?And me?

Mo Qing'an let go of Mo Luo, hugged it into her arms, and silently murmured on its small chin: "Yes, yes, and our little cat~"

Satisfied, the little tiger cub raised his chin, narrowed his eyes happily, and let out a comfortable whine from his throat, letting his mother scratch him.