After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

The moonlight shone on a pair of beautiful women, like the gentle hands of a lover, and every moonlit night from then on was no longer deserted.

Wei Qing choked up a sob and buried it deeply in Mo Xuanfang's chest.

How much worry, how much fear, how much miss, how much parting, in the past, was like a huge rock that could not be unloaded, but now it turned into water in his arms, and it gushed out of his eyes wantonly.

Mo Xuanfang's fingers trembled slightly, and every word in his heart was like a thousand pounds, and he could only bury it deep in his heart.

"Si Ying, why are you like when you were a child, your nose and tears wet your master's robe at every turn?" Mo Xuanfang said softly after a long time.

"I didn't."

Wei Qing rubbed against his chest, reluctantly raised his head, but saw Mo Xuanfang's reddish eyes.

That's not demon energy, it's the smoke and fire energy from the human world that infiltrates Dao Zun's fairy eyes.

Wei Qing raised his hand and gently slid it over the corner of his eyes, but finally dared not touch it, put down his hand, and looked at each other speechlessly for a while.

"Does it still hurt?" Mo Xuanfang sat down and stroked his back.

"It hurts..." Wei Qing nodded weakly, weeping and hurting his nerves, after all the tossing, he couldn't take it anymore.

Leaning softly against Mo Xuanfang's chest, his fingers still hooked Mo Xuanfang's waist.Because there is no place to receive force, it has to be hung on the belt under his imperial robe.

Mo Xuanfang also allowed him to hold his wrist, transferring his spiritual power intermittently.

While raising his wrist, the tea bowl flew into his palm again, Mo Xuanfang brought it to Wei Qing's mouth, and fed him the ginseng soup little by little.

"Rest after drinking the soup, okay?" Mo Xuanfang hugged him, and wiped off the soup stains around his lips with his fingers. His lips were pale and lost the color of a teenager, and every time he saw him, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

Wei Qing didn't want to close his eyes, but his body couldn't hold it anymore, and Mo Xuanfang's spiritual power deliberately helped him to sleep. Gradually, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mo Xuanfang focused on Wei Qing in his arms, and spared no effort to channel his spiritual power. After a long time, he listened to his breathing slowly and evenly.

But Wei Qing kept hooking Mo Xuanfang's belt with one hand and refused to let go. Mo Xuanfang pulled it off a few times and couldn't bear to use force, so he had to help him lie down in his posture.Unexpectedly, the belt was pulled loose by him, and the clothes inside fell off after such a pull.

It just so happened that the mother-in-law brought a basin of clean water and pushed the door into the house, she saw the situation in the house, she was shocked and said: "Young master, you can't do it, the girl is still weak, she will die."

"Uh..." The corner of Mo Xuanfang's mouth twitched, his body stiffened as he put on his clothes, walked around her mother-in-law like a ghost, and walked out the door.

The mother-in-law in the house is still nagging: "If you want me to say that lonely men and widows can't be alone in a room, at this time, I still want to have fun. Look, the girl just happened to pass out again. Fortunately, my wife came in time Yo."

In the courtyard, Mo Xuanfang's face turned blue and red, his steel teeth were almost gnawed into pieces, and after a long while, he walked back to the house in a depressed mood.

After that night, Wei Qing felt very strange why every time Mo Xuanfang woke up, there was always a mother-in-law standing behind Mo Xuanfang, and occasionally an old man.In short, the two had no chance to speak alone for several days.

Finally, Mo Xuanfang came alone that night.

Wei Qing's spirit has improved a lot, and now he stretched his head and looked out: "Are you alone?"

Mo Xuanfang said indifferently, "Both of them are old, and they take turns to look after you. As a teacher, I can't bear their hard work, so I cast a spell to make them sleep well at night."

Wei Qing looked at Mo Xuanfang with dripping eyes: "Master, why do I feel that something is wrong with you?"

"As a teacher...ahem...as a teacher... I want to wait for you to get well, and take you around and travel around. Is there any place you want to go?"

"Travel?" Wei Qing grinned, "Will Master take me to travel? I want to go to Master's hometown, and also to the place where Master fought. As long as Master has been, I want to go."

"Okay, as a teacher, I promise you, but during the time when the teacher is away, you should rest more, eat obediently, and you will take care of your body as soon as possible."

"You want to go?" Wei Qing struggled to sit up, "Where am I going?"

Mo Xuanfang quickly sat down, hugged Wei Qing, and stroked his back: "Don't move around, you should be in pain again. As a teacher, I need to go back to Ziyunzong, and I will be back in three to five days at most."

Wei Qing twitched with pain in his back, grabbed Mo Xuanfang tightly and said: "Did they come? Beidouzong and Wuwangzong, they came to fight Ziyunzong, and the Fu family, Tianyan Kingdom, they There are so many people, master, don't go back."

Mo Xuanfang held his wrist, and a strong spiritual power slowly poured into his body. Seeing Wei Qing's brows stretched, Mo Xuanfang said: "When did I ever lie to you as a teacher? I said it will come back in three or five days, and it will be three or five." Rihui, a few sects in the area can't trouble me, you are too underestimating as a teacher."

"Are you... alright now?" Wei Qing turned his face to look at Mo Xuanfang, there was always a shadow in his heart, and he wondered if Mo Xuanfang's demonic energy had been completely eradicated.

Mo Xuanfang nodded with his usual expression: "Si Ying, thanks to your Guanyuan Scarlet Nightmare Pill, there is no serious problem as a teacher now."

"Really?" Wei Qing grinned excitedly: "Master, then you should comfort me well."

"Master understands, it counts as your work-related injury."

"Tch, master is too petty, and he only knows how to praise verbally. What's the use of that, can you have some practical things?"

Mo Xuanfang paused, shook his head and said with a smile: "I didn't promise you, I will take you out for a few months."

"Then you can count on what you say?" Wei Qing leaned against his face, and the young man's sweet breath sprayed on the corner of Mo Xuanfang's mouth.

He really likes this kind of master, who is as close as he was when he was a child.

Mo Xuanfang's Adam's apple rolled, moved a little further away from him, and said, "What do you call it, it seems that speaking for a teacher never counts, and for a teacher, what you say is the same."

"Then I'll be obedient." Wei Qing stretched out his hand, raised his little finger and said, "Come on, come on, there's no basis for what you say, we're hanging on the hook for 100 years and we can't change it."

As soon as the words fell, both of them were startled.

A messy picture suddenly appeared in front of Wei Qing's eyes, like fragments of frames of memory, which couldn't be put together no matter what.

But those fragments still gripped Wei Qing's heart, with unspeakable fear.

"Master, I..."

Wei Qing felt the golden energy of the young dragon in his body.Although weak, but the breath is still there, he dare not say the word dragon blood, and he can't say it.

"Hey, what should I do with you as a teacher?"

Mo Xuanfang didn't seem to notice it, and naturally took Wei Qing's hand, hooked his little finger, and pressed his thumb against him, "I will hook you up for my teacher, and take you to play, see the scenery, and eat all over the world." Food, can you rest assured?"

Wei Qing lowered his head and looked at the two intertwined hands, struggling hard in his heart.

"Master, if, I mean if, if I do something wrong, will you forgive me?" Wei Qing pulled out his finger and looked up at Mo Xuanfang.

Mo Xuanfang's eyes were silent, and after a while, Fu Weiqing leaned on the bed, and he straightened up and said, "Si Ying, do you remember the oath you made when you came to my door?"

"Disciple, remember." Wei Qing said solemnly, "When you join Ziyun sect, you should not think twice in your heart, and take it as your duty to eliminate demons and defend the way all your life, and you will never die."

Mo Xuanfang nodded slightly: "In eliminating demons and defending the way, what you remove is the evil in your heart, and what you defend is the righteous way of Haotian. It's not because you are my disciple, not because you are a disciple of Ziyun Sect, or even because of what clan or sect you are. , only stick to the only way in my heart.

I remember someone told me before that all things start from one, and everyone has their own way in their hearts, but in the end, they all come to the same end.

The road is long, and as a teacher, there are times when you make mistakes, and it is too late to regret.Si Ying, you must always remember what you said today, never forget your original intention, and you will eventually achieve greatness. "

Wei Qing felt a pain in his heart: "Master's mistakes are all caused by me, and I am willing to bear the burden together with Master."

"Good boy..." Mo Xuanfang looked down at him with deep meaning in his eyes. After a while, he just said indifferently: "It's all in the past. If you don't take care of yourself, how can you travel with me? It's getting late , rest early."

After he finished speaking, he bent down and patted Wei Qing's chest with his big hands to channel some spiritual energy.

This spiritual power was somewhat different from before, Wei Qing didn't feel much energy, but it made him feel comfortable and drowsy.

There was only a soft sigh in his ear, Wei Qing opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, Mo Xuanfang's face quickly faded away, Wei Qing closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

On the second day after Mo Xuanfang left, Wei Qing leaned against the head of the bed and looked out the window for a long time.

In the evening, her mother-in-law brought Wei Qing new clothes.

A scarlet gauze and a red skirt.The mother-in-law said, this is the new dress that Mo Xuanfang asked her to make.

Wei Qing couldn't laugh or cry, and scratched his toes in embarrassment: "Mother-in-law, did you make a mistake? Why did my senior brother ask you to make this for me?"

"Your elder brother asked me to make you a Taoist robe." The mother-in-law pouted and said, "Fortunately, he can also say that since you are husband and wife, you should get married in a serious manner. What's the point of leaving you alone like this?" What's the matter?"

"What, what, what?" Wei Qing opened his mouth wide, "Grandma, I don't understand what you mean?"

The mother-in-law glanced at him, thought for a while, sighed, and said, "Your elder brother has admitted it. But it's no wonder, you are a big girl. I am afraid that people will find out, so the mother-in-law will keep it secret for you. When he comes back, you two hurry up Get married. Otherwise, I will really scold you and cherish your reputation, understand?"

"Understand……"

Wei Qing looked at her mother-in-law's back and rubbed her nose: "Mo Xuanfang, what are you admitting? How come you can't end it without getting married?"