Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

The man was taken aback, and looked at Mu Xing playfully: "Do you know who I am?"

Mu Xing shook his head honestly.

The man wondered: "You don't even know who I am, so you're not afraid that I will harm you?"

Mu Xing did not hide it from him: "I am very sensitive to goodwill and malice, and you will not hurt me."

"It's interesting." The man sat up straight from the couch, looked at Mu Xing quietly, "Come here."

Mu Xing walked over according to his words.

A cold finger reached out and touched his forehead.

But in an instant, it was retracted again.

"Who is so cruel that he wants to dig out a child's spiritual root?" The man looked down at him, "I thought you were an ordinary little beggar, but it seems that your background is not that simple."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Mu Xing."

Mu Xing added: "I chose the name myself."

"My name is superficial, and I am a demon cultivator." The man looked at him narrowly with a smile in his eyes, "Do you know what a demon cultivator means? Are you afraid?"

Mu Xing nodded, then shook his head again.

"What does this mean?" Yue Fubai looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Little beggars in the world can also hear a lot of legends in the market.

And in the legends of the mortal world, Moxiu always has a bad reputation.

Mu Xing said honestly: "I've heard some rumors about demon cultivators, it's scary. But you don't look like a bad guy."

"Oh?"

Mu Xing retorted him: "The rumors are not necessarily true. Where I was begging, there was a very kind-hearted Wang Daguan, and the whole city of Yuezhou said he was a rare and kind man. But there is a little beggar I know. , because he accidentally bumped into his carriage during the day, and was beaten to death in the alley at night."

Xiaotong looked at him seriously with clear eyes: "You are a demon cultivator, but you saved me, otherwise I would die of illness. So I am not afraid of you."

Yue Fubai is really surprised now.

He looked Mu Xing up and down for a while, then nodded, and said, "Then follow me for now."

After he finished speaking, he stood up from the couch, and with a wave of his hand, the couch disappeared out of thin air.

He stretched out another hand to Mu Xing: "Grab me."

Mu Xing looked at his little hands covered in dust, then at the white jade-like hand in front of him, obviously pampered, hesitated for a moment, and grabbed his sleeve.

Yue Fubai chuckled lightly, and only said: "Hold on tight."

After finishing speaking, he raised his step, shrinking the ground into an inch, and traveled thousands of miles in a blink of an eye.

Mu Xing only felt dizzy before his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he had already arrived in a house.

The house is huge, with a flowering tree in full bloom in the courtyard, exquisite palace lanterns hanging everywhere, and the promenade and pavilion carved with flowers, insects, birds and animals, faint laughter and the sound of silk and bamboo.

Everywhere is exquisite and magnificent.

"Young Master is back!" A crisp female voice sounded.

This sound seemed to turn on some kind of switch, and the next moment, the fragrant wind floated, and more than a dozen beauties in gorgeous clothes with cloudy temples and beauties rushed over from various places, and Yue Fubai was surrounded in the center.

Mu Xing——

"Ah!" He sneezed unsightly.

"Young master." The leading beauty in red covered the corners of her mouth with a fan, her eyes flickered, charming and seductive, "Where did this young master come from?"

With a smile, Yue Fubai took off the fan in her hand, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly: "Are you ruining the snow orchid plant raised by the young master again?"

The beauty in red coquettishly said, "What do you call spoiling? Hongling made the incense specially for the young master. The young master only said that it is fragrant or not?"

The more blunt and helpless: "The courage is getting bigger and bigger, so I can't bear to punish you because of my son..."

He pointed to Mu Xing: "Take him to wash him well and change his clothes."

Mu Xing was immediately surrounded by several fragrant and beautiful young ladies and brought him into a spacious room.He was surprised to find that there is actually a hot spring in this house.

This thigh looks quite thick!

Then, like a helpless little squirrel, he was shoved naked and thrown into the pool, where he was scrubbed clean from head to toe.

After washing, the young lady also applied a scented balm with unknown effect on his body.

When lying on the soft step and being gently wiped by the young lady's hair, Mu Xing was still dizzy: This treatment is really a bit corrupt!

When the hair was almost dry, the beauty in red who was joking with Yue Fubai before lifted the curtain and came in, holding the same thing in her hand.

It was actually clothes for Mu Xing, and I don't know where she got them in the middle of the night.

Mu Xing was changed into a royal blue robe, and his hair was knotted because he was malnourished as a little beggar and hadn't been washed for a long time. After asking for his opinion, the beautiful young lady cut off a long section .

For some reason, Mu Xing's short hair was tied with two small knots on his head.

"Young Master, you really have good eyesight." Hong Ling looked at Mu Xing who was white and tender like a fairy boy, and was so happy that she couldn't help but bent down and kissed him on the face.

Mu Xing: "..."

He touched his face helplessly, and was taken by Hong Ling to meet Yue Fubai.

Yue Fubai is very satisfied with his appearance.

He said, "Take him down to rest."

Mu Xing blinked his eyes, and his eyes became paler.

Yue Fubai smiled narrowly: "What do you see me doing? Do you still want to sleep with me?"

He flaunted his fan chicly, and smiled gracefully: "That's not good, spring night is rare, if I want to accompany you, little thing, all beauties will have resentment."

Mu Xing: "..."

What can he do?

Of course, I can only pretend that I don't understand anything, and leave with the beautiful sister.

Just like that, Mu Xing lived in the white house.

To be honest, if Yue Fubai hadn't said it himself, Mu Xing would never have known that this person was a demon cultivator.

He is like a prince and son nurtured by a family of hairpin tassels in the world, romantic, elegant, passionate, and knowledgeable.

His life is very leisurely, every day he is not singing and dancing with beauties, or reciting poems and painting by himself.

The life in the house is even more delicate everywhere. In terms of fineness, Mu Xing thought about it carefully: Compared with the whole life he was raised by A Yue like a glass man, it seems to be no worse.

Probably because of Yue Fu's white speech, the people in the house treated Mu Xing as a serious little master, holding and taking care of him everywhere, never tired of eating and eating, and never tired of wearing clothes.

On this day, Yue Fubai called Mu Xing over and asked him: "How is life at the residence?"

Mu Xing said, "Very comfortable."

Yue Fubai smiled: "To be honest, do you like this kind of life?"

Mu Xing nodded: "I like it." Who would hate such a day?

"Are there any dissatisfaction?"

Mu Xing hesitated for a moment, but chose to tell the truth: "Sisters... are too enthusiastic."

"Hahahaha..." Yue Fubai suddenly laughed.

Under Mu Xing's suspicious gaze, he said, "But from what I've seen, you don't seem to particularly like this kind of life."

Before Mu Xing could ask, he inexplicably turned his face cold: "Since you don't like the young master's life, then be my servant."

Mu Xing:?

For no reason, he was stripped of his gorgeous clothes, and his residence was changed to a remote room.

There is no hot spring, no high bed soft pillow, and no beautiful young lady to take care of him.

Even Yue Fubai always called him over, asked him to serve tea and pour water, and grind ink for him.

What's more, he was asked to serve him during the meal.

Let Mu Xing watch him eat delicious food, and then go back to eat ordinary food.

He didn't know where he provoked Yue Baibai.

But the man didn't seem to have done anything too much.

Mu Xing also took it seriously: Yue Fubai saved his life, so he has no obligation to support himself as a young master.On the contrary, it's good to be a book boy for others, and you can do something, which can be regarded as repaying a little kindness.

As for food and clothing, although it is not as good as before, it is not short of him.

It's much better than when I was a little beggar, and I really have nothing to be dissatisfied with.

He enjoys himself every day, and when he is painting, he is watching. This person has a very high attainment in calligraphy and painting, and it is a kind of enjoyment to watch him paint.

Back in the small room, I began to silently recite the exercises of Xiaoyaomen for health and fitness, which were somewhat effective.

And so on for another month.

On this day, Mu Xing was resting with his eyes closed when Yue Fubai suddenly appeared out of thin air.

He asked Mu Xing: "What are you practicing?"

Mu Xing was not surprised that he could detect it, after all, this is a world of cultivating immortals.

He replied: "A book I picked up when I was a child contains some tips on how to keep fit."

Yue Fubai didn't ask him why he could read and write, just like he never asked about Mu Xing's life experience.

He looked at Mu Xing's face. In the past two months, he seemed to indulge in pleasure, but he had been observing Mu Xing all the time.

He asked: "I sent you here to be a servant, do you blame me?"

Mu Xing shook his head.

Yue Fubai asked, "Why don't you hate me?"

Mu Xing looked at him strangely: "Why do you hate you?"

Yue Fubai said: "Because you were originally a young master who was served by others, but now you have become a servant who has to be served by others."

"But." Mu Xing said, "In the beginning, I was just a little beggar who didn't even have food to eat."

Yue Fubai looked at his still clear eyes.

These two months of completely different life did not leave any haze in his eyes.

He suddenly smiled: "Good boy!"

He walked up to Mu Xing and stretched out his hand again: "Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

He watched the little boy's eyes widen in surprise, looked at himself in bewilderment, struggled for a while, and stretched out his hand.

This time, Mu Xing didn't pull his sleeve, but put his fleshy little hand firmly in his palm.

"Master!" Mu Xing called out crisply.

A smile appeared in Yue Fubai's eyes: "I heard that, good apprentice."

He led Mu Xing out of the house, and solemnly prepared a large table of food and wine to celebrate his gaining a young apprentice.

At this moment, Mu Xing finally came to his senses: In the past two months, it was this person who tested him.

Generally, only high-ranking people can be so eccentric.

Mu Xing thought happily: It seems that this time he really hugged a golden thigh.