Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

"Let's go." Lang Yanshu turned around, "Don't cause trouble, and there won't be much problem in this trip."

Shen Mojue opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but he couldn't.

Is he troublesome?

Looks like it is...

Looks like it's not...

Is it really?

Just beside Shen Mojue, he followed Lang Yanshu into the small town entangledly, shuttled back and forth among the crowd, and suddenly a sweet fragrance wafted from his nose.

The smell of roasted sweet potatoes!

Shen Mojue unconsciously followed the fragrance and walked away. When he came back to his senses, there were people coming and going around him, but Lang Yanshu was gone.

lost.

He touched his nose in embarrassment, and stood in front of the baked sweet potato stall. The uncle looked at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help it: "Young man, do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, please get out of the way and don't block other people." .”

"Uncle, how do you sell your roasted sweet potatoes?" Shen Mojue took out the storage bag and rummaged through it, and found a few spirit stones.

"Three pennies a piece." The uncle looked at him contemptuously, and it seemed that he had no money and was very greedy.

Shen Mojue spread out his palms: "Are these enough?"

The uncle was angry: "Just these few broken stones still want to buy my sweet potatoes, go away! Go away! I still have to do business, who is it..."

When Shen Mojue waved his fan, Ashes rushed towards him. He was startled, backed up again and again, and crashed into a soft embrace.

"Sorry~" Shen Mojue quickly apologized, but when he turned around, he saw a familiar face, "Brother Lang!"

Lang Yanshu frowned and looked at him: "What are you doing here?"

"Do you have money? Money for ordinary people." Shen Mojue asked.

Lang Yanshu took out a pouch and handed it to him, Shen Mojue's eyes lit up, he took it, opened it, and found a few pieces of silver lying inside, he couldn't help muttering: "Why do you even have ordinary people's silver..."

"In case of emergencies." Lang Yanshu replied gently.

Shen Mojue didn't expect him to hear it, so he laughed: "It's ready, it's ready!" He took out a piece of broken silver and held it in his palm, and walked towards the uncle who roasted sweet potatoes again, "I want two roasted sweet potatoes."

Satisfied, he shook the silver in his hand.

The uncle's attitude changed immediately, and he took out two roasted sweet potatoes with a smile, wrapped them in oil paper, and handed them to him.

But she saw Shen Mojue staring at the unbaked sweet potatoes on his stall in a daze.

"Master, your sweet potato." The uncle reminded him.

Shen Mojue ignored him, and poked the raw sweet potato with his finger: "Is this for sale?"

The uncle smiled flatteringly: "As long as the young master can afford the money, of course it will be sold."

Shen Mojue shook the silver in his hand: "Are these enough?"

"Enough! Enough!" The uncle nodded sharply.

Shen Mojue handed him the money: "I want all these things."

"Okay." The uncle happily took the money.

Shen Mojue happily began to put the sweet potatoes into the storage bag.These sweet potatoes can be used to make dried sweet potatoes. I haven't eaten dried sweet potatoes for a long time, and I feel a little greedy.

So many sweet potatoes were packed into a bag the size of a kit, the uncle stared straight at him, and said blankly, "God, god..."

Lang Yanshu glanced at him, walked up to Shen Mojue, grabbed his wrist, and said in a low voice, "Go quickly."

"Hey." Shen Mojue put away the storage bag, grabbed the two baked sweet potatoes, followed Lang Yanshu through the crowd, and left the sweet potato stall.

Shen Mojue broke open the steaming sweet potato, looked at the red heart inside, and immediately increased his appetite. He took a small sip, only to feel that his teeth were delicious.He handed out another one: "Boss, try one."

Lang Yanshu frowned and rejected his offer.

Seeing his solemn expression, Shen Mojue tightened his mind: "Is there something wrong?"

Lang Yanshu nodded.

Shen Mojue shuddered, and leaned towards him subconsciously: "Did you find Ji Liushang?"

Lang Yanshu nodded again.

Shen Mojue leaned closer to him again, almost slipping into his arms.When he reacted, he felt ashamed first, he was really afraid of death, but he was really afraid of death.When he fell from a high altitude during time travel, he experienced the feeling of being about to fall to his death. How good it is to be alive, who would want to die when nothing is wrong.

Lang Yanshu saw that his eyes were looking around vigilantly, but his hands were tightly grasping the sweet potatoes he bought just now, he couldn't help being angry and funny, and even dissipated the displeasure that Shen Mojue had just left without saying a word Quite a few, decided not to scare him anymore, so he said softly: "Don't be afraid, he has left the town."

"Huh?" Shen Mojue's tense body immediately relaxed a lot after hearing what he said, but he still asked with lingering fear, "Really? Boss, you won't lie to me again, will you?"

Only now did I realize that the backer has an evil taste of deceitful people.

Lang Yanshu said with a smile: "If I want to deceive you, why should I deceive you with such a matter of life and death. I won't lie to you, he really left."

Shen Mojue took a bite of the sweet potato, and said softly: "You chase after him so relentlessly, what treasure did he steal from your Lang family?"

Heart of Red Flame.Lang Yanshu answered silently in his heart.

This heart of red flames is the key to the brat's journey to becoming a god. It is very important. Even if he does not take the initiative to recover it, it will soon appear beside the protagonist. It's better to complete it by yourself, but now it seems that I have to go through that plot.

Lang Yanshu took a deep look at Shen Mojue, seeing him nibbling sweet potatoes like a puppy, his gaze softened a little.

Lang Yanshu silently waited for him to finish the two sweet potatoes, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Shen Mojue hiccupped, and there seemed to be a sweet taste in his mouth. He nodded towards Lang Yanshu with a satisfied expression, and said with a lot of meaning: "Boss, it's a pity that you didn't eat roasted sweet potatoes. Uncle's craftsmanship is good. It is fragrant and soft, with a slight sweetness, if it is too sweet, if it is too little, it will be too bland and tasteless."

Lang Yanshu looked at his obviously bulging stomach, summoned Feijian, and whispered to him, "Come up, I'll carry you."

It was so sweet.Shen Mojue cheered, climbed onto his flying sword, and hugged his waist with both hands as before.

Lang Yanshu: "..." The brat sometimes resembles his lawless younger brother, no wonder I couldn't bear to throw him out of Lang's house.

The flying sword carried the two of them up into the sky, and the gust of wind rushed towards them, blowing Lang Yanshu's hair onto Shen Mojue's face.

Shen Mojue hiccupped again and brushed the hair off his face.He stroked his hair, thinking that it has grown quite long, so let's find a time to learn how to tie hair with the old university.

Alas, the ancients are really troublesome.

It took about half a day to arrive at the Zixiao faction. Among the stretching towering mountains, magnificent buildings loomed among the clouds and mists. Looking from a distance, the aura of domineering and domineering rushed towards us. Its grandeur was not inferior to Fenglai city at all. .

The two landed in front of the guardian formation in front of the mountain gate. The disciple guarding the mountain gate saw him and asked in a deep voice, "Who broke into my Zixiao faction?"

Lang Yanshu showed a jade plaque, and replied in a low but dignified voice: "Lang Yanshu, the son of the eldest son of Lang in Fenglai City, pays his respects to the head of the Zixiao sect."

The disciples looked at each other and said to him: "Fellow Daoist, wait a moment."

After a while, a disciple stepped on a flying sword and flew out of the dense clouds and mist, stopped in front of the mountain gate, clasped his fists at the Lang Yanshu and said: "I will ask fellow Taoists to forgive me if I don't know Mount Tai. please."

Lang Yanshu looked back at Shen Mojue, and Shen Mojue raised his head.The disciples of the Zixiao Sect activated the entrance to the guardian formation, Lang Yanshu turned and stepped into the formation, and Shen Mojue hurriedly followed.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared in a soft white light, and when the light in front of them disappeared, what they saw was a strange scene again.I saw a majestic hall standing on the top of the mountain in the gorgeous halo, layers of white jade stairs seemed to lead straight to the sky, the breeze brought the sound of the big bell, and countless disciples flitted across the sky on flying swords, all of them were in high spirits.

Towering green trees were planted on both sides of the square, and the disciple leading the way whispered, "Fellow Daoist, please."

Lang Yanshu took a step forward, but Shen Mojue was a little dazed. Suddenly, a shadow rushed towards him and knocked him to the ground hard.

Shen Mojue was in so much pain that stars appeared in front of his eyes, and the scorching breath rushed towards him. He could see clearly that it was a big snow-white dog, with its two front hooves pressing on his arms, and sticking out its big, wet and slippery tongue to lick him. face, and licked it twice.

Poor Shen Mojue's skinny little cheeks were washed with saliva just like that.

Shen Mojue's face turned into embarrassment, he was furious, and was about to break free when suddenly a light voice said: "Xue Li, come back."

Sydney?I still have apples!Shen Mojue was furious, and felt the two hooves that were holding him loose. He immediately got up from the ground, touched his face, and was about to settle accounts with that stupid dog, but suddenly met a pair of eyes that were as clear as lake water.

Shen Mojue was stunned.

I saw that the owner of the eyes was a woman in her twenties, with a beautiful appearance, she was covered in a white dress, her hair was loosely rolled up, and she wore a mahogany hairpin.She stood there, except for her black hair like ink, her whole body was white, as if standing in the mist.

Shen Mojue couldn't help but be infatuated, and felt that the place in his heart was beating very fast, just like... just like when he first saw Si Tian.No, it was stronger than when I first met Si Tian.The heart hidden in the chest seemed to be out of the master's control, wishing to grow wings and fly to the woman.

Shen Mojue swore that he had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life!

He was so beautiful that he wanted to stare at her like this, for a lifetime, for eternity, the people and scenery around him turned into nothingness, only such a slender figure stood in his line of sight, and he would be willing to die immediately.

Seemingly annoyed, he stared directly at him rudely, and there was a bit of chill in the woman's eyes.

However, Shen Mojue felt that this cold gaze was also so joyful and admirable.Suddenly a warm hand grabbed his wrist, Shen Mojue suddenly came back to his senses, and turned his head to look at the people around him with a dull gaze.

Lang Yanshu frowned and said, "Did you get hurt just now?"

Shen Mojue nodded, and turned his gaze to the woman again.The big dog that had licked him just now was sitting beside the woman, its tail cocked triumphantly.