Quick wear: become the heroine Bai Yueguang

Mu Huan, who was inexplicably locked up with the little beggar, was dumbfounded.

Before Yan Wuxie finished speaking, he swept his sleeves away without waiting for them to reply, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the closed secret room. There was a faint fluorescent light in the room, but there was a gloomy and cool feeling in the emptiness of the room.

"..."

Mu Huan, who was seven or eight years old, was still mentally immature, and when he saw that he was going to stay in such a terrible place, he began to cry again.

"Shh, don't cry." The hot warm stone was stuffed into his hand again, the soft touch disappeared in a flash, Mu Huan was stunned and choked his voice, "You, what are you doing?"

She stepped back, and the little beggar in front of her was standing in a corner of the dark place, and she couldn't see "his" expression at all.

"I warn you, don't come here!"

Mo Tong hadn't coaxed anyone before, and "he" was a little flustered when he saw this, "You take your warm stone, don't cry, if I don't go over, just don't cry."

"You care about me?" Mu Huan snorted, wiped away her tears and didn't want to cry anymore. Just now, she was afraid that she couldn't help it for a while, but now seeing the little beggar here, the inexplicable desire to cry before suddenly disappeared.

After that, neither of them spoke, they found a place to stay silently.

It's just that the two of them haven't formally embarked on the journey of cultivating immortals, and ordinary people come to the door when they feel drowsy.The place is shady and cool, but he couldn't stand the drowsiness, Mu Huan shook his head and neck and leaned against the dark wall and slowly fell asleep.

Hearing the faint breathing sound from the corner of the wall, Mo Tong got up and moved his numb body, walked slowly to sit down in front of Mu Huan, put Mu Huan's head on his shoulder, and then covered his face. Hiding his tired look, he fell asleep.

Yan Wuxie, who was originally retreating in the quiet room, felt the fluctuations from the inner demon, and swept his sleeves to see the scene in the dark room at a glance.

The little girl with a sweet sleeping face opened her mouth slightly, as if she was gnawing on a fruit, and she didn't even notice that she was being embraced in someone's arms and fell asleep soundly.

The boy who was staying next to the little girl curled his legs, looked up slightly, his brows were deeply furrowed, apparently he was not sleeping soundly.And the complex mottled birthmark on "his" face shone faintly with a faint purple light under the illumination of the night pearl.

Yan Wuxie looked coldly at the lingering purple light on the birthmark, his gaze was deep.

As expected.

If she hadn't practiced the way of ruthlessness and cut off the thread of love, wouldn't she be the one whose thoughts were confused today?

The next day, Mu Huan just woke up and rubbed his neck subconsciously, but found that it wasn't sore at all.

She didn't care, and went straight out of the darkroom.

The darkroom was automatically opened in the morning, and when she woke up, she didn't see the little beggar, so she must have gone out.

Sure enough, when she walked out of the dark room about ten steps away, she saw the little beggar standing next to the master, and both of them looked at her when they saw her walking over.

Yan Wuxie's long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed a trace of coolness, "Usually you wake up at this time of the morning?"

"Yes." Mu Huan replied without thinking. Uncle System said that children should sleep more. If it wasn't for staying in an unfamiliar environment, she wouldn't get up before the hour.

"Wake up an hour earlier in the future."

Mu Huan was stunned, and angrily said, "Then I have to get up before dawn?"

"Well," Yan Wuxie saw the little girl's struggle, and said slightly, "If you enter the cultivation path in the future, you won't be able to sleep for days and nights, what can you do?"

"Then we'll talk about it then!" Mu Huan choked, wanting to say something but was interrupted by Mo Tong's sudden voice, she glared at the little beggar angrily.

"Master, it's time to draw the breath into the body."

Yan Wuxie nodded, with a faint smile on his pure and beautiful face, "Today I will teach you how to breathe in, but the method of breathing in is different in this school, hold your hands together, hug each other, and guide you as a teacher. Feel the flow of the breath."

The author has something to say: Yan Wuxie: I regret the matchmaking in the past.

我的情敌竟是我自己……感谢在2021-02-2217:27:57~2021-02-2219:28:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 19 bottles of red orange slices;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!