After crossing, the leader of the demon sect became one of the top ten outstanding youths

"Try this." Mu Changyun put a piece of meat into the Yanxi boat bowl.

"Hmm." I didn't eat dinner, and with the strenuous exercise just now, Yan Xizhou was already hungry, and he ate with a big mouth regardless of his image.

"Slow down, don't choke." Mu Changyun poured him a glass of water.

After half an hour.

"Huh—he came back to life." Yan Xizhou ate and drank enough, slumped on the sofa, rubbed his belly and stared at the ceiling in a trance.

Mu Changyun: "Are you full?"

"Yeah." Yan Xizhou turned his head to look at him, turning his eyes away from the bowl and chopsticks that the other party had barely touched, "That's all you eat?" Since he was injured, he should eat big pieces of meat.

Mu Changyun smiled: "I've already had dinner."

"Oh, that's right." Yan Xizhou responded, and closed his eyes tiredly. After strenuous physical exercise and a full meal, he was very prone to sleepiness, and he already wanted to lie on the sofa and not get up.

"Sleepy?" Mu Changyun asked softly, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Yan Xizhou did not respond.

Mu Changyun laughed lightly, propped his face with one hand, looked sideways at the other party, and smiled unconsciously at the corner of his mouth.

The sleeping Yan Xizhou didn't have the flamboyant and dazzling appearance when he was awake, but had a demure temperament that made people's eyes involuntarily stay on his face.

Mu Changyun thought to himself: How long has it been?How long have you longed for such an encounter?After more than ten years of waiting in the previous life, the soul wandered between despair and hope after coming to a strange world, and the days seemed like years.It is simply the greatest miracle in heaven to have the opportunity to get along like this.He sighed in his heart.

Before he knew it, he was fascinated.Yan Xizhou curled up slightly, waking him up from his thoughts. He took a blanket and covered Yan Xizhou. Suddenly there was a rush of running in the corridor. Mu Changyun paused, left the ward, and gently Close the door.

"Son, are you alright?!" A beautiful woman ran towards Mu Changyun from the end of the corridor on tiptoe in high heels, stopped in front of him, and looked at him anxiously, with a crying tone. "I heard what Pei Ying said! You were shot?!" Seeing Mu Changyun's gauze-wrapped arm, tears fell down.

"It's okay, Mom, I'm fine, it's just a minor injury." Mu Changyun held her with one hand, pulled her into his arms, and looked behind Wan Yuzhi helplessly.His father, Mu Zhan, followed closely behind, panting slightly when he stopped, obviously walking in a hurry.

"Dad." Mu Changyun said helplessly, "You can persuade Mom."

"What is persuasion?!" Mu Zhan said in a bad tone, "Knowing that your mother will be worried, you still hurt yourself?" He glanced at his arm, snorted, and walked back and forth in the corridor irritably.

"Did you get hurt in that guy Pei Ying's bar? I told you not to hang out with that group of cronies. The guy doesn't do his job properly. What kind of bar does he open, and the people who serve him are all top notch—"

"Your son is injured, so please don't say a few words!" Wan Yuzhi scolded him in a tearful voice.

Mu Zhan snorted and stopped talking.

Wan Yuzhi cried for a while, wiped away the tears, took out a handkerchief, and said, "Son, what's the matter, why are there guns?"

Mu Changyun grabbed Wan Yuzhi's hand, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "Mom, this time it was an accident, don't worry, I will take care of it myself."

Hearing what he said, Wan Yuzhi's originally suppressed tears filled her eyes again, and she choked up and said, "You, you know how worried I am about you. Since you woke up, I haven't had a good night's sleep. I worry about it day and night. I'm also worried, lest I see you again, and you lie back on the bed again, the past six months are just daydreaming... Do you know how I lived those three years... Woooooooooooooo—"

Mu Changyun: "..."

Mu Zhan gave his son a look and signaled Mu Changyun to coax him. He walked to a corner and waited quietly, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

"—and you!" Wan Yuzhi cried halfway, and stared at Mu Zhan with beautiful eyes, "I told him to bring more bodyguards, but you just think I made a big deal out of a molehill, and now it's all right! My son is injured! You Are you satisfied! Huh?!"

Mu Zhan: "..." Why did he scold him again, "Honey, I—"

Wan Yuzhi: "You still want to quibble!"

Mu Zhan: "...I don't want to. No. I don't."

Mu Changyun saw that this would be endless, so he hurriedly interrupted: "Mom, this time, I will put a bodyguard by my side, okay?"

Wan Yuzhi looked at him and choked up, "Five."

"It's too ostentatious, one is enough."

"Four."

"One."

"Three, no less."

"two."

Wan Yuzhi: "Deal!" The sadness on her face stopped immediately, and she looked at her son happily, "Mom will arrange it for you!"

"...Mom, did you do it on purpose?"

Wan Yuzhi pushed him: "What are you talking about son, I almost passed out when I heard you were shot, I asked you to bring bodyguards for your safety, don't worry your parents, okay?"

Mu Changyun sighed, what else could he do, of course he had to agree.

After seeing off his parents, he entered the ward, Yan Xizhou was already awake, looking at him with his cheeks poked.

"Your parents?" he asked.

Mu Changyun shook his head and nodded again: "I am an orphan, and I am 'his' parents."

Yan Xizhou: "...he?"

"Hmm. 'He'." Mu Changyun walked up to Yan Xizhou, squatted down, and looked up at him.

This posture allowed Yan Xizhou to take a closer look at him.At first glance, Mu Changyun's appearance seems to be the same as before, but after careful observation, you will find that the facial features are more three-dimensional and the facial features are more distinct.

"You, you really are... are..."

"Borrowing the corpse to return the soul." Mu Changyun spat out lightly, completing it for him.

Yan Xizhou gasped: "..." The shock of the truth was too great for him, making him feel a little tight in the chest and short of breath, and even felt a little indigestion.

Mu Changyun gave him enough time to adapt, and asked him considerately, "Would you like to pour you a glass of water?"

Yan Xizhou shook his head, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and probed for his pulse with his fingertips. After feeling for a while, he asked strangely, "Do you have a pulse?"

Mu Changyun smiled, wondering what Yan Xizhou's little head was thinking: "Of course he has a pulse." He is not dead.

Yan Xizhou blinked.This matter is so weird that it even feels creepy to think about it.

"The 'he' you mentioned just now is the original owner of the body?" Yan Xizhou asked.

"Well. Same name, same surname."

"So, what about 'him'?"

"I'm dead. I died shortly after I came into this body." Mu Changyun said calmly.

Yan Xizhou stopped talking, and looked at Mu Changyun with surprise on his face. This man is simply the best interpreter of strange powers and chaos.He didn't believe in these things before. People in the martial arts fight and kill. Although it has become more peaceful in recent years, the way of magic is different from that of Bai. Many people have human lives on their hands. Demons have to kill half of the people.

But now, Yan Xizhou's three views that he has insisted on for more than [-] years have begun to waver.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. It's his consistent rule of doing things. Yan Xizhou took a deep breath, grabbed the coat with half of the sleeve missing: "You have a good rest! I'll come to see old man Chen tomorrow, let's go first!" He left without looking back.

Mu Changyun stretched out his hand to grab something empty, sighed, and sat back on the bed.Forget it, the future is long, don't rush at this moment.

……

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley.

Yan Xizhou got out of the car, followed by Secretary Fu Lang, and said to Yan Xizhou: "We will send your electric motorcycle back, please don't worry."

Farewell to Fu Lang, Yan Xizhou walked alone in the alley, still thinking about what Mu Changyun said just now.

Resurrect the dead?It's creepy and weird.

So it was Mu Changyun who jumped off the cliff after him?He thought it was his bodyguard.

But this made Yan Xizhou even more confused.It was Mu Changyun who brought Baidao to Wuyijiao, and it was Mu Changyun who forced people to the cliff of no regrets. Yanxizhou fell off the cliff and died, shouldn't it be just what he wanted, and why did he chase and jump off the cliff at the end? ?

Yan Xizhou shook his head, shaking the chaotic thoughts out of his head.

Suddenly he stopped.Not far away, a group of punks were gathering together to beat and kick a gangster, outside the window of his dormitory.

Yan Xizhou walked over with his hands in his hands.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The punks paused when they heard the words, and turned their heads.

"Ha, look who this is!" One of them walked towards Yan Xizhou, "Isn't this our favorite hero Yan who draws his sword to help when we see injustice!"

Yan Xizhou tilted his head, thinking that the title of hero was very strange for him, and the person in front of him looked familiar, so he asked, "Who are you?"

Zhang Wei didn't catch his breath, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "I, Zhang Wei! Ye Chao Ye's boss's thugs! Chen Qi is the person who troubles you in the restaurant!"

"Oh, I have no impression." Yan Xizhou was absent-minded, "Don't make noise under the window of my house, I'm tired, I want to sleep, you change to another place." After finishing speaking, he passed Zhang Wei and was about to enter the unit building.

Zhang Wei felt that he was underestimated, looking at Yan Xizhou's thin back, he thought to himself: I couldn't beat you when there were three people, but now I have more than ten people here, and I can't beat you alone?

So he grinned grinningly and said to his subordinates, "Stop him."

10 minute later.

Yan Xizhou squatted on the ground, holding a disposable piece of wood that he picked up casually in his hand, and poked the bruise on Zhang Wei's cheek, causing Zhang Wei to grin his teeth in pain, but he didn't dare to get angry or speak.

And Zhang Wei's subordinates had already been lying on their backs, and they didn't have the strength to move anymore.

"Are you still coming?" Yan Xizhou asked, poking Zhang Wei's nostrils with his chopsticks.

Zhang Wei's lips trembled: "...No, no, I won't come."

"Do you dare next time?" The chopsticks poked into Zhang Wei's mouth.

"No, don't dare! Don't dare next time—no, no, no next time, no next time!" He was about to collapse!God knows how desperate he felt seeing his subordinates being thrown out one by one!

Yan Xizhou looked at him carefully for a moment, and saw that Zhang Wei was fighting, then threw the chopsticks in his hand, clapped his hands and stood up: "Okay, get out, I'm not in the mood to care about you today. Oh, Clean up the door before you leave, and look at the cigarette butts and lunch boxes you threw everywhere, they are so dirty!" After finishing speaking, he entered the corridor without looking back.

Zhang Wei choked, thinking: You don't care about this, but if you really care about it, we must not enter the hospital sideways?

Some people look vulnerable, but in fact they are weapons in the world. It's too scary, eh——