After dressing as a cannon fodder scumbag, I wash my whites

The headmaster turned his head in disbelief, pointed at Mo Wenqiao with his right hand and trembled again and again, and finally uttered two words in a melodious manner: "Nonsense!"

He was so angry that he took a few deep breaths and said, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Mo Wenqiao looked indifferently: "I know."

"You know you still..."

"Brother, it's a foregone conclusion."

The headmaster sighed heavily. His junior was always obedient and polite, but when he was stubborn, he was really stubborn, the kind that no one could pull back. Seeing Mo Wenqiao's expression, he knew that it was useless to talk too much.

"It's not that you don't like that apprentice of yours, and you blamed me for forcing him to you back then. Now...how did it become like this?"

Gu Xie was picked up by Shen Qing Xianzun on the road when he went down the mountain to slay demons. At that time, Gu Xie was only eight years old. Grab it and go back to make soup.

Shen Qing Xianzun saved him with a soft heart. He didn't want to take him back to Po Yuezong, but Gu Xie hugged him when he saw him, and he couldn't let go no matter what.

When Gu Xie first came to Po Yuezong, he was timid, hiding on Wenyue Mountain every day, not daring to come down, and no one could get close to him except Shen Qing Xianzun.Shen Qing Xianzun has no experience in raising children, and he is in a hurry to even tie a child's hair. The brothers and sisters saw that it was interesting, so they encouraged him to take little Gu Xie into his family.

Shen Qing Xianzun reluctantly agreed, and regretted his original decision countless times afterwards.

He didn't like Gu Xie, especially after Gu Xie grew into a teenager.He ignored Gu Xie on purpose, and caring about Shen Chenghui in front of Gu Xie was also intentional. There was no reason, he just wanted to make Gu Xie sad.

All these heads know, and everyone sees it.

So the head of the sect never expected that Mo Wenqiao would have feelings for Gu Xie other than being a master and apprentice.

His mood was complicated, his face turned blue and then black, black and white again.

"Forget it, I can't control you," the headmaster waved his hands, his wide sleeves stirred up a gust of wind in the air, he walked to the door, and turned slightly sideways, "I won't bring up the matter between you, you'd better If you can hide all this, don't affect the reputation of the sect."

After speaking, he pinched his hand and disappeared in place.

Wenyue Mountain is full of peach blossoms, which bloom all year round, making the whole mountain look like a charming little girl.

Gu Xie didn't know where she went since she left that day, maybe she didn't dare to come to see her master, so she hid herself.

Mo Wenqiao had no choice but to take Shen Chenghui's soul lamp by himself, stepping on the petals on the ground, and went down the mountain to Wanhun Pavilion.

Wanhun Pavilion is located at the foot of Yingyue Mountain, deep in the bamboo forest.

"Senior Brother Mo." The administrator of Wanhun Pavilion and Mo Wenqiao's peers, his spiritual sense sensed Mo Wenqiao's aura, and took the initiative to open the gate of Wanhun Pavilion, guarding the door.

Mo Wenqiao was dressed in white clothes, his ink-like long hair was bound by a white headband, he walked from the forest, his steps were slow, and there was a trace of sharpness between his brows.

The administrator saw the soul lamp in Mo Wenqiao's hand, and knew his purpose: "Brother, please come with me."

He picked up a lamp and led the way with a low eyebrow.

Inside the Ten Thousand Souls Pavilion, there is a hole in the sky. The entrance is a series of bronze doors. The administrator leads Mo Wenqiao to shuttle through different doors. The soul lamps of all the disciples in the sect are placed here. Looking up, they look like bright lights. Galaxy.

"A few days ago, I heard that my brother escaped from death. I haven't visited him in time. Seeing that my brother's complexion is rosy, it may be that there is no serious problem." The administrator's voice was as warm as jade, showing concern.

Mo Wenqiao withdrew his gaze and replied, "It's all right."

"That's good. I've stayed in this pavilion for decades. The last time I saw Senior Nephew Shen, he was only as tall as my chest. Senior Brother, a person is mortal. Since you brought this lamp back, don't No longer clinging to the past, let the dead come and go.”

Three months ago, on the day when Mozun passed the catastrophe, several immortals of Po Yuezong thought that Shen Chenghui had rebelled against the sect and colluded with the demons, and claimed that Shen Chenghui was persecuted by the demons for the sake of Po Yuezong's reputation.

The administrator obviously also thought that Shen Chenghui was killed by the demons, and Gu Xie couldn't accept Shen Chenghui's death by taking away the soul lamp, so he comforted Mo Wenqiao.

Mo Wenqiao didn't explain, just said "um" and stopped talking.

After winding around several doors, the administrator stopped.

"Here, brother, this is it."

Mo Wenqiao raised his eyes, the soul lamps of Wanhun Pavilion are sorted by seniority, one wall is full of people he is familiar with, each person's wick color is different, they emit their own light, gather together, illuminating the A whole Ten Thousand Souls Pavilion.

The only empty piece in the bright colors is Shen Chenghui, and above him is Mo Wenqiao himself.

"Brother, just put it on it." The administrator reminded.

Mo Wenqiao took a few steps closer and put Shen Chenghui's soul lamp back where it should be.

The soul lamp has been extinguished, and no matter how bright the surrounding light is, it will not be able to illuminate the extinguished lamp.

Mo Wenqiao was not the original owner, and he didn't have the slightest affection for Shen Chenghui. He didn't look at it too much, and after putting Shen Chenghui's soul lamp back, he turned around mercilessly.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a deep blue.

The lamp was next to Shen Chenghui, and the wick was beating slightly. Its light was not as bright as others, and it could only illuminate a small area around it.

It is Gu Xie's soul lamp.

Mo Wenqiao stopped, stretched out his pale hand, and lightly touched the wick of the lamp with his fingers.

The blue wick flinched for a moment, and then danced even more joyfully, the beautiful flame wrapped around Mo Wenqiao's fingers softly.

Mo Wenqiao's eyes lit up, his fingers slightly bent, swept across the wick, and the wick chased his fingers, as if two hands were about to hold Mo Wenqiao's fingers in his arms.

Gu Xie on the other side didn't know that his beloved master was playing with his soul lamp. He was lying on a tree, holding a peach the size of a washbasin in his hand. The peach was tender and juicy, and the excess juice soaked it took off his clothes.

Suddenly, there was a burst of hotness on his body, and dense itches came from his body from the inside out. He couldn't help but groaned, his whole body trembled, and he fell from the tree.

He fell to the ground.

He curled up, but fortunately the hotness in his body only lasted for a while, and then receded again and again.

Gu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and sat up, the peaches fell to the side and were covered with dirt, making them inedible.

"Brother, why haven't you seen you and asked Yueshan, you didn't want to let you down before, what's the matter now? Did you cause trouble, and Shen Qing Xianzun punished you not to go up the mountain?"

The mischievous little junior brother still had baby fat on his face, he flew over from nowhere, and looked curiously at Gu Xie who was sitting on the ground.

Gu Xie stood up with a gloomy face, and cast a cleansing spell on herself: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

"Senior brother, why are you attacking me?" The junior brother puffed his mouth, "You stay here every day, and sister Xiao doesn't want to come when she sees you here."

Gu Xie squinted at him: "What does Qing Xiao not want to come to me?"

"Sister Xiao has a grudge against you, so I don't even want to look at you. I can't go up to Luoxia Mountain, so I can only do it here. If you are here, I won't be able to see her for many days."

Gu Xie glanced at his immature facial features: "How old are you?"

The little junior replied obediently: "After winter, I will be nineteen."

"Nineteen?" Gu Xie sneered, "Qing Xiao is more than 100 years older than you, a brat."

"So what if I'm over 100 years old?" The younger brother's eyes turned red with anger, "As long as my sincerity is deep enough, Sister Xiao will definitely accept my sincerity. People like you who only have cultivation in their minds will not understand!"

Gu Xie thought he was ridiculously childish: "Qing Xiao values ​​cultivation the most, you don't even know that?"

"Who says my cultivation is not good enough!" The junior brother curled his lips, "Master said that I am very talented, and it only takes ten years to build a foundation!"

Gu Xie didn't want to be as knowledgeable as a child, so she shook her sleeves: "Okay, then I won't come here anymore, you just wait here, Qingxiao won't accept you no matter how long you wait."

"She will! She will!"

Even when Gu Xie walked far away, he could hear the angry voice of the young man behind him.

He counted the time and found that he had indeed stayed there long enough, and he hadn't returned to Wenyue Mountain for four full days. He didn't know how Master was doing now.

When I think of Master, I feel very complicated and have mixed feelings.

He didn't dare to see him, he really couldn't help thinking about it all the time.

He quickened his pace, and secretly decided in his heart to take a sneak peek, so as not to let Master find out.

He had already engraved the road to Wenyue Mountain in his heart, even though his mind was always thinking wildly, the steps under his feet were not chaotic.

Mo Wenqiao came out of the bamboo forest and bumped into Gu Xie who was racing through his thoughts.

He didn't hide, and even hid his breath deliberately. Gu Xie lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't notice anyone in front of him at all. He walked forward on his own. In three steps, he opened his hands in a timely manner and held the person in his arms.

Gu Xie's head buzzed, and his breath was filled with the cold fragrance of Mo Wenqiao's body, and he subconsciously bounced it away.

"Master..."

"Where did you come from?" Mo Wenqiao had no expression on his face, and his voice was soft.

Gu Xie blushed, "Liu Lixuan, I'm about to go back."

Mo Wenqiao glanced at the road behind him, this direction is indeed the direction to Liulixuan, he asked again: "Where to go?"

"Ask Yueshan, Master."

Mo Wenqiao heard the words and walked to Gu Xie's side: "I'm going back too, let's go together."

Gu Xie took a small step back flattered, and nodded slowly: "Okay, okay."

On the way, Gu Xie deliberately followed Mo Wenqiao's pace, secretly looking at him secretly.

His teacher and student are very good-looking, with exquisite features and a cool temperament, he is the appearance of a banished fairy who is not stained with mortal dust in the eyes of the world.

Such a flawless master, no matter who stood beside him would be defiled.

Gu Xie's eyes dimmed.

"Are you avoiding me?" Mo Wenqiao suddenly asked.

Gu Xie was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips: "No."

After seeing each other for a few days, Gu Xie turned back into the docile and obedient senior brother in the original book, as if the person Mo Wenqiao saw a few days ago was all his own hallucination.

Mo Wenqiao thought of the black energy lingering on Gu Xie at that time, maybe it was really like the master said, bewitched.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how Gu Xie, who was only at the Jindan stage, broke into the Demon Realm, bypassed the protection of millions of monsters and beheaded their Demon Lord.

The air became quiet again, and Gu Xie had nothing to say: "Why did Master suddenly go down the mountain today?"

Mo Wenqiao didn't hide it from him, and replied truthfully: "I went to Wanhun Pavilion and put back your junior brother's soul lamp."

Gu Xie's breath stagnates: "The soul lamp...doesn't Master keep it?"

Mo Wenqiao asked strangely, "What am I keeping it for? A lamp that's gone out can't even be used for lighting."

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