After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

"My lord, your sister is fine, you should rest for the night." An old lady opened the door and asked with concern.

She is a villager in the Qibao Mountains near the Black Sea. Because the place is very desolate, her descendants all go to other places to make a living. Only she and her husband refuse to leave their homeland, staying behind to live a difficult life.

On that day, Mo Xuanfang brought Wei Qing with no place to hide. Wei Qing was still alive and was in urgent need of medical treatment. He had no choice but to disguise Wei Qing as a woman, and lied that his brother and sister escaped from Heyang City, and stayed in this desolate village for the rest of his life. Deception.

The mother-in-law brought in a basin of clean water, put it beside the bed, and changed Mo Xuanfang into a clean silk handkerchief.

Mo Xuanfang turned a deaf ear and only focused on Wei Qing's face.

It is difficult to sustain such spiritual power day and night, even in Ziyun Palace, which is full of spiritual energy.What's more, Mo Xuanfang's spiritual power was severely depleted after repeated battles before, and his fairy face was already haggard at this time.

Suddenly, Wei Qing's eyelids twitched, and Mo Xuanfang immediately took a breath of immortal energy, and with all his strength, a large amount of spiritual power poured into Wei Qing's body with his fingertips.

The cold moon hit his bleeding lips, a statue as cold as jade.

The mother-in-law shook her head, put the clean silk handkerchief beside Wei Qing's pillow, and walked out the door silently.

The old man outside came up to him and asked, "Why, why don't you want to eat?"

"If you don't eat, people are not made of iron. Poor child, who knows how long it will last." The mother-in-law sighed. Bao is not paying the city lord's fief, but I am really afraid of the chaos outside."

"You don't need to say, I wrote a letter at noon and asked his second uncle to take it away." The old man said, "The town is recruiting soldiers, and some of them have been taken away. We can't let Dabao go. Hey, the emperor Heavenly Empress Dowager, I tremble all over when I think about what happened last month, we are so far apart, I can feel the ground shaking, and I don’t dare to think about what happened to those trapped in the city.”

The mother-in-law said: "Then don't think about it, I have already said, Mudan, sooner or later something will happen to Mu Dan. Even if you kill me, I don't believe that Sect Master Ziyun has entered the way of magic. In the entire Qibao Mountain Range, which family is not protected by Ziyun Sect?" It’s just a little peaceful life, when did the Fu family in Heyang City take care of us? From my point of view, it must be that the Fu family has done too many bad things, and God will repay and bring disasters.”

"You're right, and I don't believe it either. When I was young, I went hunting in Qibao Mountain, and when I encountered monsters, it was the people from Ziyun Sect who saved me. Ziyun Sect Master, he is an old man who has cultivated the way of immortality, so he raised kind-hearted disciples , he won't do anything bad."

"But I heard from his second aunt that Beidouzong and Wuwangzong are going to attack Ziyunzong together, saying that Ziyunzong is a demon sect, and everyone will be punished if they get it. Is this true?"

"Hey, it doesn't matter if he is real or not, there is no opponent in this world with the ability of Sect Master Ziyun. I just hope that the old man is okay. It's getting late, go to sleep."

The wooden door squeaked, and the two went back to sleep.

Under the moonlight, there was a long sigh, and the words of the two elders pierced into my ears. Mo Xuanfang closed his eyes before Wei Qing collapsed, suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, and concentrated on treating Wei Qing.

The sun rose and the moon set, and a few days later, Wei Qing finally opened his heavy eyelids.

The sun suddenly poured in from outside the house, and there was a dreamy golden color in front of the wooden window.

Wei Qing's back seemed to have a thousand catties of steel thorns, and it hurt unspeakably painful to move.But he can still feel the warmth of the sun, because in the dream someone always holds his hand and pours him a source of strength.

"Master..." he murmured, the warmth of that person still remained in his hands.

"Girl, you're awake." A mother-in-law's loving face appeared in front of her eyes, "Your elder brother has been awake for more than two months because of you, and today he said you are well and will definitely wake up, so he is willing to take a rest. He also told me to make some food, saying that it's you, I'm sure you'll be hungry when you come together."

"This... who told you?" Wei Qing couldn't laugh or cry, and said weakly, only then did he realize that he was wearing a sarong, a woman's attire.

The mother-in-law smiled and said: "Girl, you are so handsome, no wonder your brother likes it so much, don't be shy, mother-in-law, why have I never seen it before? I guess you two eloped, am I right?"

As she spoke, she took out food from the food box, which contained Wei Qing's favorite minced meat made from roasted duck legs, a plate of meat pie with vegetables, and two bowls of porridge.

Wei Qing took a few breaths, was so embarrassed that he almost scratched his toes, his pale face flushed, coughed twice, but couldn't say a word.

The mother-in-law still said to herself: "Don't worry, I won't tell others, you two are doing the right thing. I think the old man and I were two people back then, and my father didn't agree. , following him in this life, although he is not rich or powerful, but he loves me, loves me for the rest of his life, and my life is worth it."

Wei Qing couldn't help being a little moved, and raised his eyes to look at the mother-in-law before the collapse. She had gray hair, but her face was flushed. She was obviously old, but she still looked innocent and cute like a child.

Presumably only a truly happy person can have such a clear smile.

Wei Qing couldn't help but also smiled lightly, he licked his chapped lips, and reluctantly swallowed a mouthful of white porridge fed by his mother-in-law.

He ate very little, and fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, a full moon was rising outside the window, and seeing only his mother-in-law in the room, Wei Qing couldn't help asking: "My teacher...brother, is he alright?"

The mother-in-law said: "It turns out that he is your elder brother. I said that my old lady is right in judging people. Do you miss him too?"

"Cut, I don't." Wei Qing muttered in a low voice, lowering his eyelids in a concealed manner.

"Okay, you didn't. If he doesn't come later, don't regret it." The mother-in-law smiled jokingly.

"He's really not coming?" Wei Qing was startled, suddenly a white shadow flickered in front of his eyes, and Mo Xuanfang had already walked in from the door.

"Teacher...teacher..." Wei Qing struggled to get up, and his back was pulled, and the pain immediately made his forehead sweat, and he curled up and shivered.

A big hand caressed his back in time, and the spiritual power of Da Luo Jinxian trickled into his whole body like spring water in a fairyland, and the pain was immediately relieved, and the whole body relaxed.

After a while, Mo Xuanfang leaned down and asked softly, "Is it better?"

"Hmm..." Wei Qing leaned against his arm, which was enough to eliminate all suffering in the world.He suddenly remembered that his mother-in-law was still laughing at him in the room, and hurriedly looked up, only to find that her mother-in-law had already left in a sensible way.

Mo Xuanfang was very close to him at the head of the bed, his face was cold under the moonlight, his eyes were dark and slightly joyful, and he still looked like a Da Luo Jinxian.

"Master..." Wei Qing called softly, looking at him without blinking.

Mo Xuanfang gently held Wei Qing's wrist, took the pulse, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Although the pulse condition is weak, it is getting better."

He supported Wei Qing to lie down, and gently pulled his hand from behind him.

"Thank you, Master." Wei Qing's breath was still weak.

Mo Xuanfang saw the food box on the table and asked, "Have you not eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

He reached out to open the food box, beckoned, and a bowl of white porridge was in his hand, "This porridge contains your favorite minced meat, you can eat a bowl while it's hot."

"Master, I can't eat." Zhen Longsuo's wound scraped his bones and sucked his marrow. He was in pain, so he didn't have any appetite.

"Come on, let me feed you a little bit for the teacher, okay?"

As Mo Xuanfang said, he blew on the edge of the porridge bowl with his mouth, carefully hugged Wei Qing into his arms, clasped the edge of the bowl with his jade hand and fed it to his mouth, waiting for him to drink it down in small sips.

The porridge warmed his heart, Wei Qing leaned against his chest, unknowingly finished a bowl of porridge.

Mo Xuanfang wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief, hugged him, and drained his spiritual power for a while before putting him back on the bed.

"Go to sleep, you need to rest more, the body will recover quickly." Mo Xuanfang stood by the bed and tucked Wei Qing's quilt.

"Master, I don't sleep, and I'm not tired."

Mo Xuanfang shook his head and sighed: "It's been so many years, but your temperament hasn't changed at all. You won't leave as a teacher, and I'll stay here with you. You can rest assured to sleep."

Wei Qing gave him a dazed look, frowned, and lowered his eyelids.

Mo Xuanfang also frowned slightly, leaned down and said, "Does it hurt again?" His big hand had already grasped Wei Qing's wrist.

"I dreamed of you." Wei Qing held Mo Xuanfang with his backhand, and the big hand trembled slightly in his palm.

"Master, my dreams are all about you."

"You...you silly boy."

"I know everything." Wei Qing pulled his hand to his cheek, and the pillow towel was already wet, "My mother-in-law told me that you killed many people for me, and you don't even want Ziyunzong. Master, I have never thought so much. As long as I am by your side and guard you from afar, I am content.

But now I am so scared, I am afraid that after so many things have happened, Master will never be the same again.I am afraid that you will lose your life in order to make up for your mistakes. "

Mo Xuanfang looked at him silently, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and gently withdrew his hand: "You have just recovered from a serious injury, and you may have nightmares and wild thoughts. I will pour you a bowl of ginseng tea to calm your shock."

He said with his palm facing up, a tea bowl flew out of nowhere, but the tea bowl shook for no reason, Mo Xuanfang couldn't hold it, and the ginseng soup spilled out of the bowl.

The next moment, Wei Qing suddenly threw himself into his arms and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Mo Xuanfang's arm was hanging in the air, and he was still holding the tea bowl in one hand. He was stunned for a moment, and finally flew the tea bowl to the table, slowly put down his hand, and hugged Wei Qing.