After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

The room was cramped, and as soon as he turned his head, there was a bed full of eyes. Mo Xuanfang looked at Wei Siying silently, and saw that his face was unrestrained, and there was a playful pleasure in his eyes, but he couldn't hate it.

He clearly knows what he thinks about him, he clearly knows that the master-student relationship should not be so impolite, he clearly knows that the feelings of guilt are not like this.

But he didn't want to scold him, let alone beat him.

I even thought about it, because I felt his hurt heart and wanted to go forward to comfort him.

Mo Xuanfang, although you are in hell, but you are the master of Ziyun, how can you sink like this?

Mo Xuanfang turned his back and faced the wall. The doors and windows here are closed, but there is a faint red light like the mansion, and his eyes are also stained a little red. He said sharply: "Sit up, I have something to say." tell you."

Wei Siying's lazy voice came from behind: "I like to lie down, and I can't walk when I see a bed. What, you don't want to teach me? Are you going to kill me again? Okay, we will fight later At the time, pay attention to the sound, it must be quiet, otherwise people who listen to the corner outside will think it is the sound of the bed..."

"Ah! Immortal Venerable, spare your life!"

There was only a scream outside the house, but it was the ghost messenger who was hiding outside and eavesdropping. Mo Xuanfang slapped him and flew him far away, almost turning him into a remnant.

"No one is eavesdropping now." Mo Xuanfang turned around and sat on the chair, he was calm and composed at this moment, "I don't want to fight with you, I just want to solve the problem properly."

"I didn't expect that Sect Master Ziyun would beat people up." Wei Siying clicked his tongue twice and raised his eyebrows, "What problem do you want to solve?"

Mo Xuanfang also ignored his sarcasm, and said: "What I want to solve is the problem between Haochang Shangguo and Ziyunzong, Xianmeng and Demon Race."

Wei Siying sat up cross-legged. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he put away his frivolous look and said, "Say."

Mo Xuanfang nodded, and said solemnly: "Then I ask you, if there is no magic energy in the world, what would happen to the fairy alliance and the demon clan?"

"There is no magic energy..." Wei Siying curled his lips, and said for a while: "If there is no magic energy in the world, the demons will naturally not be able to use it to cultivate, and there will be no demons in the world. But now you and I know , the devilish energy leaks out through the Profound Buddha Body, even if no one cultivates, the devilish energy will not dissipate for nothing, and the result is hard to say."

Mo Xuanfang smiled slightly: "It turns out that Si Ying also thought about ordering the Dragon Clan to stop cultivating demon energy?"

"I've thought about it..." Wei Siying leaned his head on the head of the bed with his hands on his hands. After experiencing life and death, he was no longer so defensive against Mo Xuanfang.

"But I'm not that great. I don't practice devil qi not for the sake of beings in the three realms, but simply for my dragon clan. Since devil qi is not the original source, but comes from outside the sky and is not born naturally, it will come back sooner or later. disappear.

When that day comes, so what if the Dragon Clan dominates the Three Realms?The magic power will also disappear and dry up. Dragons without magic power are not even qualified to be Wen Qingdan, so how can those stinky old men not take revenge? "

Wei Siying thought of the dragon clan in the past, and smiled wryly, "The trees are beautiful in the forest, and they will be destroyed by the wind, not to mention the demons are aliens in the world? So I have planned for a long time to make the dragon clan abandon demons and cultivate spirits, and make peace with the cultivation world Coexistence. It's just that even the military division is against me now, so I just think about it."

Mo Xuanfang's eyes lit up, and he sighed: "I should have had a long talk with Si Ying long ago, so there wouldn't be so many disputes later, it's all my fault."

Wei Siying squinted at him: "Cut, it's fine if you don't kill me, and you still want to have a long talk?"

He hesitated for a while, and suddenly his voice became very low, as if he was talking to himself, "Tell me, what did you do in the three years after the Absolute Immortal Formation? I saw with my own eyes that you were dead, why? alive?"

How many times in his dreams, Wei Siying asked Mo Xuanfang the same question, begging or questioning him, he wanted an answer, and every time it hurt his heart and broke his heart.

But today, on such an occasion, the words that have been suppressed for a long time are said lightly and without weight.

He didn't have the urge to cry, did he die?

The man bleeds but does not shed tears, his tears have long since dried up.

But Mo Xuanfang stood up suddenly, walked to the side of the bed, and sat down facing him.

The space suddenly became narrow, and Wei Siying sat up straight, still maintaining a nonchalant smile on his face.

I just heard Mo Xuanfang say: "In those three years... I don't remember much, I just retreated to recuperate, and I also made a breakthrough in my cultivation. After leaving the customs, I heard the news that you were going to dominate the world and kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Wei Siying snorted softly: "I don't kill innocent people, and the dragon people can't die in vain. Although Hongying, the previous dragon king, did many wrong things, those stinky old men also tortured and killed the dragon people for a few pills. The entire dragon clan that was slaughtered is almost extinct. I do this to let everyone in the world know that the laws of heaven and justice have their own cycles, and those who kill will always be killed."

Mo Xuanfang said slowly: "So, Haochang Shangguo has never bullied the weak, and the dragon army has never plundered innocent people. It is in response to the reincarnation of heaven and justice. Si Ying is very far-sighted. I also believe that Haochang Shangguo will be in peace for a long time." .”

Wei Siying froze for a moment, then smiled faintly, but secretly sighed.

Unexpectedly, after going around and going around, the person who knows my heart the most in the whole world is Mo Xuanfang.

Mo Xuanfang stared at him intently, and after a while, he suddenly said: "If you want to return to the sect of this deity..."

Wei Siying's smile grew stronger, but it turned into a mockery in an instant.

Mo Xuanfang paused, and then continued: "As the Dragon Lord, naturally I will not be a disciple of this deity, but this deity does not want you to be kicked out of the teacher, but to become a teacher after learning. You are a good friend of this deity. Apprentice is also a qualified king."

Wei Siying looked at Mo Xuanfang's face, and suddenly something hot dripped from his empty heart. He lowered his eyes unconsciously, pursed his lips, and said hoarsely when he opened his mouth: "Oh, when will the widow Need your acknowledgment? What a joke."

"This deity has thought clearly." Mo Xuanfang's voice was very firm, "Long Jun, be patient for now, and when this deity finds out a way to prevent the leakage of demonic energy, he will announce it to the world and make Ziyunzong take the lead in fighting with you." Good friends. This deity will also help you destroy Zhenlongsuo all over the world, and return the prosperity that the Dragon Clan deserves."

Wei Siying suddenly raised his head, and saw Mo Xuanfang looking at him with burning eyes. At this moment, it seemed that nearly ten years of time had been wiped out. Many mountains and seas collapsed, and they were filled one by one in the compassionate eyes. .

He really wanted to call "Master" and "Xuan Fang".

At this time, Mo Xuanfang stretched out his hand, his eyes were dim, and he gently brushed Wei Siying's hair from his temples, and said softly: "I vaguely remember that I combed your hair before, didn't I? "

Wei Siying's face suddenly heated up under those white fingertips, he brushed away Mo Xuanfang's hand, and yawned covertly: "I don't even remember."

How could he not remember?

Mo Xuanfang fed him, helped him dress, and combed his hair and hairpins in the mirror of Zeyun Juli.

He and Mo Xuanfang's Zeyunju has since become the only color in his heart. The red pavilion and clear water in his memory will always shine in the dark depths of his soul.

Wei Siying yawned even more exaggeratedly, leaned on the head of the bed, and turned over.

Mo Xuanfang's hand stopped in mid-air, and after a while, he said with a faint smile: "Perhaps the deity made a mistake. Si Ying is always lazy, and the morning and evening are not clear here, so you lie down on the bed and rest, and the deity meditates on the edge. Wait for Shentu to come back."

Wei Siying responded vaguely, but his eyes were wide open, and his breath could not be calm for a while.

After a long time, Mo Xuanfang said, "Si Ying, can't you sleep?"

Wei Siying sighed and turned over: "You can play a bamboo weaving song, I want to hear it."

"it is good……"

Mo Xuanfang took out the bamboo weave and blew it to his lips. The tune echoed in the dark hut. The fairy, dressed in white and black hair, was elegant and noble, and the mist-like red light flowed between the beds with his tune. .

Wei Siying listened in a daze, as if bewitched by the music, he suddenly forgot that Jinxi was He Xi, sat up from the bed, and looked at Mo Xuanfang for a long time.

Mo Xuanfang's deep eyes also stayed obsessively on the face of the person in front of him. His heart was immersed in Wei Siying's beautiful eyes through the lingering music. Unconsciously, the music had made several mistakes, and finally trembled. leisurely stopped.

Mo Xuanfang's hands trembled, and he put down the bamboo weaving. His hands slowly supported Wei Siying's chin, and stroked the perfect arc.

Wei Siying's eyes were stained with a layer of water, he blinked, raised his head, his warm breath gently caressed Mo Xuanfang's cheek, and he whispered, "Xuanfang."

"Ok?"

Mo Xuanfang frowned, ignoring the inappropriateness of the title.

He pulled out his thumb and pressed it on Wei Siying's bright red lips. It was too red, and he wanted to wipe off the red.

But his hands didn't work, but he pulled the person in front of him closer, so close that his breath was almost only between his lips and teeth.

His eyes were dark and his breathing was short.

This is his person, his disciple...

No, this is his Si Ying.

And he is Ziyun Sect Master.

Sect Master Ziyun...

These four words were like a bolt of lightning that split in the dense sea, and Mo Xuanfang woke up suddenly. He put down Wei Siying, and stood up from the side of the bed.

He walked towards the desk in some embarrassment, grabbed a pen on the desk case, and held it tightly in his hand. After a moment, the pen disappeared into ashes and scattered in the dim red light that filled the room.

He heard Wei Siying laugh softly behind him.

"The widow is just teasing you, what are you doing so seriously?"

These words pierced Mo Xuanfang's heart a million times sharper than the Dragon Flame Sword.

Obviously the deity can't hold it, but he holds everything on his body. How much can those thin shoulders bear?

Mo Xuanfang closed his eyes, turned around with difficulty, and saw Wei Siying still lazily leaning on the head of the bed, his lips were full of sarcasm and disdain.But the eye sockets that were pretending to be obsequious were slightly red.

Mo Xuanfang felt that his heart was also broken.

He slowly walked towards the head of the bed, and murmured in a low voice: "Si Ying, I..."

At this time, Wei Siying's smile suddenly disappeared, his body swayed, and he closed his eyes.

Mo Xuanfang hurriedly leaned down and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Wei Siying frowned heavily, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes...it's the silkworm Gu."

Mo Xuanfang's complexion changed, and he was about to grab Wei Siying's wrist to check his pulse, but he felt that his body was gradually becoming stiff, and he was pulled by a force.

The gray silk threads fluttering in the air in front of my eyes must be that the silkworm Gu has grown and matured and is about to be taken back by those gods and people.

And he and Wei Siying will also return to Runxia Immortal and become the flesh and blood of the priest.

And Shen Tu promised him that tomorrow he would solve the secluded silkworm Gu for them.But the secluded silkworm Gu, which has never occurred before, has grown up in an instant today, which is too much of a coincidence.

Mo Xuanfang's thoughts turned, and he immediately stabilized his mind. He entangled his golden body with the Gu silk, and while holding Wei Siying's hand tightly, he said: "Keep the clarity of the Lingtai, and never give up your body. Silkworm Gu takes control, you only need to wait until Shen Tu comes back, I will be there for everything."

Wei Siying was being entangled by the Gu silk, when he suddenly opened his eyes and saw Mo Xuanfang, he felt relieved immediately, let out a little breath, and nodded vigorously.