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Mo Yi didn't move, a long sword flew out of his cuff and plunged into the monster's body, blood splashed everywhere, and the monster fell from mid-air with a howl, just in front of Mo Yi, losing the ability to attack.

Seeing that he was fine, Sheng Yiyan wiped his sweat, and complained, "Master, why didn't you hide just now? What if the monster hurt you?"

Mo Yi's expression was indifferent, and he didn't show a trace of panic from the beginning to the end. He said neither serious nor serious: "It's just a monster."

Sheng Yiyan complained about "pretending to be forceful" and walked around the monster to him.

"Roar!" Unexpectedly, the injured monster suddenly burst from the ground, and its sharp claws went straight towards Sheng Yiyan who was closest to it.

Sheng Yiyan felt as if a gust of wind hit the back of his head, he turned around in doubt, and saw the cold light only three inches away from his chest...

"Shua!" The red light suddenly appeared, and the red water chestnut around his waist spread out, forming a barrier to block the attack of the monster. Mo Yi stood in front of Sheng Yiyan and looked at the monster coldly. He aimed the long sword in his hand and stabbed it in the chest, giving it a fatal blow. Hit, the monster roared, and after a few breaths of dying struggle, it was finally killed by Mo Yi's sword.

All this happened within a few seconds, and Sheng Yiyan didn't even see what happened, so he just walked around the corner of the ghost gate inexplicably.

Mo Yi held the cold sword and looked back at him: "Did you get hurt?"

Sheng Yiyan shook his head in a daze, the monster was blocked by Hong Ling before it approached him, and he was not injured.

Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, your arm..." Sheng Yiyan looked at Mo Yi's arm holding the sword in surprise. His clothes had been cut. He nervously stepped forward to check, but Mo Yi blocked it with his hand.

"No problem, let's find a place to rest first."

Fang Heng and the others also gathered around, and they were all relieved when they saw that Sheng Yiyan was not injured. Then Li Qingjue took out a Qiankun bag and put the monster's corpse in it.

The old man's son was chased by the monster, but his arm was broken, but his life was safe.

The old man knelt down in tears and thanked them for saving his son. Fang Heng and others pulled him up one after another, saying that it was a matter of little effort, and his son

Still in a coma, Lin Fan knows some medical skills, so he went to take care of him.

They divided their rooms, and they stayed here temporarily tonight.

Mo Yi glanced at the crude bed, and called Sheng Yiyan to his room, "You will sleep in the teacher's room tonight, and I will protect your safety for the teacher."

Sheng Yiyan said in a daze: "Master, don't you need it? The monster is already dead, so there is no danger..."

"Sleep as long as the teacher tells you to sleep, be obedient." Mo Yi looked at him lightly, his tone not allowing for refutation, Sheng Yiyan curled his lips, muttered a few words, and made a bed on the ground with his small package.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yi frowned, what the hell is this man doing?

"Hit on the floor!" Sheng Yiyan replied confidently: "The bed is so small, the two of us can't sleep in it. You are the master, of course you sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the floor!"

"..." Mo Yi closed his eyes and tried his best to calm down before getting out of bed, pinching the tender white flesh of the man's back neck and slipping him onto the bed.

"Come up and lean on Wei Shi's chest."

He took off his clothes and lay down on his back, dragged Sheng Yiyan's head on his chest, and said, "Go to sleep." Sheng Yiyan was resting on the hard thing under his head, making him dizzy.

"Master, can we..." Change your posture?

Mo Yi lightly reprimanded: "Don't move."

Sheng Yiyan kept his mouth shut.

After a while, he couldn't help moving his stiff neck, only to realize that Mo Yi's big palm on his head had been removed at some point. Sheng Yiyan looked up at Mo Yi, and it turned out that he had fallen asleep.

Sheng Yiyan looked at it with a pimple in his heart, Mo Yi's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, he seemed a little restless, even his sleeping face was tired.

He gently took his head down, not wanting to tire him, unexpectedly he raised it a little, and the sleeping man raised his hand and pressed it down again.

"..."

This has become a habit, right?

Sheng Yiyan had no choice but to sleep on him in a stiff position.

In the middle of the night, Sheng Yiyan felt that his body was hot and cold, and there were groans in his ears. He woke up in a daze, only to find that it was not his body that had a problem, but that Mo Yi was enduring great pain.

"Master? Master?"

He called a few times tentatively, but Mo Yi opened his eyes slightly and looked at him, "Mo'er." This was a weak voice that Sheng Yiyan had never heard before, and he frowned and looked at him anxiously.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Yi put his hand on his head, rubbed it gently, and pulled out a pale smile: "Mo'er, don't be afraid, this is the poison of that monster, and it's taking effect now."

"Are you injured?!" Sheng Yiyan exclaimed, why didn't he see it?

Mo Yi said: "It doesn't matter, now you are obedient, and I will bring the teacher's outer robe."

Sheng Yiyan wiped his face, calmed down, got out of bed and handed him the clothes. Mo Yi took out a small bamboo tube from the clothes and handed it to Sheng Yiyan, "Open it."

Sheng Yiyan gently pulled off the cover, and a bee the size of a fingernail flew out.

Mo Yi's lips moved slightly, as if he was communicating with the bee, and what was amazing was that Sheng Yiyan saw the bee nodding, stretching out his small hand and arching at Mo Yi, before buzzing away.

Mo Yi looked at him with a smile: "It's a messenger bee, if you like it, I will give it to you."

"Master! What time is this and you still want to give it to me!" Sheng Yiyan couldn't help complaining.

This man... he was so weak that he couldn't speak, and even smiled and wanted to give him his own things, Sheng Yiyan suddenly had a sore nose.

He sniffed and said seriously: "Master, are you feeling uncomfortable now? Is there anything my disciple can do for you?"

Mo Yi lay down with his eyes closed, "It's okay, just wait..."

Sheng Yiyan had no choice but to stay beside his bed, watching the moon gradually move westward in the sky.

After a while.

Suddenly a strong wind blew in from the window, a familiar figure was already standing in front of the bed, Sheng Yiyan was surprised, it was Feng Xiao!

Feng Xiao took Mo Yi's pulse with anxiety on his face, and a look of disbelief flashed across his eyes.

Deathstroke? !

What happened?

He frowned and looked at Sheng Yiyan: "How did he become like this?"

Sheng Yiyan stammered and explained that they met a monster today, and Mo Yi was injured by the monster.

Feng Xiao frowned: "Oops, it's ice fire beast poison!"

No more hesitation, Feng Xiao set up Mo Yi and was about to take him away, Sheng Yiyan unconsciously followed two steps, and thought that it would be useless if he went, so he took it back angrily.

Feng Xiao glanced back at him, thought of Sheng Yiyan's evil star body, paused and said, "You come too."

Sheng Yiyan stared at him blankly, can he follow?

Feng Xiao had already flew away.

Sheng Yiyan stared at Mo Yi's pale face, gritted his teeth, untied the red water chestnut from his waist, and drove it to follow.