Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

After Lang Yanshu bid farewell to the head of the Zixiao faction, he hugged Shen Mojue and followed Song Qing to Lingquan.

Stepping down the white jade steps, deep in the mist, the pool made of white jade is filled with the spirit spring of the Zixiao school, and the bronze-carved crane mouth is spitting hot water.Lang Yanshu raised his eyes and glanced lightly. Song Qing, who led him, had already left. With his consciousness released, he made sure that there was no one around, and raised his hand to form a barrier.

He hugged Shen Mojue by the pool, and whispered his name: "Xiaojue."

Shen Mojue didn't respond.

Lang Yanshu stretched out his hand to untie his skirt, his eyes were clear, not long after, the boy had been stripped naked by him.

He hugged Shen Mojue again, walked into the pool, put him in the water, supported him to sit up, put his palms behind him, and used a spiritual force to protect his heart veins.

Probing out his divine sense, he found that the heart of red flame was hanging in Shen Mojue's dantian, surrounded by a layer of shallow flames, the flames flickered, and looked very weak, being suppressed.

Lang Yanshu released the spiritual power, slowly penetrated into his body, wrapped the heart of red flames, and the last bit of flame that was forced was also annihilated.He continuously introduced the spiritual energy in the water, and used the technique of freezing ice to form a layer of ice crystals around the heart of the red flame, completely freezing the heart of the red flame.

It was half an hour before the temperature on Shen Mojue's body gradually dissipated, and the heart of red flame was completely sealed in the ice layer.There was a layer of cold sweat on Lang Yanshu's forehead, and he let go of his hand. Shen Mojue immediately collapsed into his arms, and the moment their skins touched, Lang Yanshu's heart beat wildly.

He pressed his heart, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"Xiao Jue." This was the first time he called Shen Mojue with such a gentle voice.

He hugged Shen Mojue, got up and walked out of the pool, placed Shen Mojue by the pool, and changed into the clean clothes he brought.

His clothes were also wet, he turned his back to Shen Mojue, slowly took off the wet clothes, and put on a clean and soft robe.

Before Shen Mojue woke up, he squatted beside the young man, stretched out his hands to push his half-dry hair behind his ears, and looked at the red and wrinkled cheeks. It was obvious that this face had been destroyed, but in his eyes, it was so I think it is very cute and very attractive.

He couldn't help but reach out and shave the boy's cheek.

After a while, he held Shen Mojue in his arms, like holding a fragile treasure.

Lu Yueli waited at the entrance of Lingquan, and saw Lang Yanshu coming out with Shen Mojue in his arms, stepped forward, and said in a cold voice: "Master ordered me to come and take care of Mr. Shen."

Lang Yanshu stepped back defensively, and said to her, "Don't bother Miss Lu, I brought Xiao Jue here, so I should take care of her."

There was no change on Lu Yueli's cold face, she just said indifferently: "In that case, please follow me to the guest room. The supplies to go to the polar ice abyss are being prepared, and we can leave early tomorrow morning."

"Miss Lu, please." Lang Yanshu said politely and distantly.

Lu Yueli nodded slightly, turned around and walked ahead, the wind blew her white clothes like snow.Lang Yanshu's deep gaze was fixed on her back, and there seemed to be a cold light flashing in his eyes, but there was nothing when he tried to look closely.

***

It was late at night when Shen Mojue woke up.

At that time, Lang Yanshu saw that he was sleeping very restlessly, so he got up and tore off the luminous talisman, took out a soothing candle and lit it.The dark room was instantly filled with warm candlelight, and Lang Yanshu sat neatly in the candlelight, his profile was quiet and soft.

Shen Mojue opened his eyes and looked at him silently, Lang Yanshu turned his head, met his gaze, and was slightly taken aback.

"Are you awake?" Lang Yanshu's voice was soft, especially pleasant in this silent night.

There was a rumbling sound in his stomach, and Shen Mojue was slightly embarrassed, and whispered, "Is there anything to eat?"

Lang Yanshu got up and walked towards the table, and brought him a plate of pastries: "Make the most of it first."

Shen Mojue nodded and wanted to get up, but Lang Yanshu quickly put down the pastry and came to help him.

Shen Mojue brought the plate over, picked up the Yunpian Cake, stuffed it into his mouth, and devoured it hungrily.

"Don't worry." Lang Yanshu patted his back lightly to prevent him from choking.

There was a creaking sound from the bottom of the bed. Shen Mojue lowered his head and saw the silver-gray little squirrel poking out its head, staring at him with watery eyes.

"Hey, why did it follow?" Shen Mojue said vaguely with his mouth full of pastries.

"It wants to form a contract with you." Lang Yanshu said.

The little squirrel nodded frantically holding its paws.

Shen Mojue picked up a piece of cloud cake and handed it to it: "I seem to have agreed to it before, do you have a name, snack?"

The little squirrel rolled itself into a ball and rolled twice on the ground.

Lang Yanshu laughed and said, "It says its name is Gun Gun."

The little squirrel stopped rolling and glared at him angrily.

Shen Mojue hugged her belly and laughed loudly: "It's obviously called Yuanyuan."

The little squirrel sat on the ground with its paws propped up, with a helpless look on its face, and squeaked.

Lang Yanshu said: "Both of us can't guess, just get another one for it."

The little squirrel nodded discouragedly, and suddenly his eyes lit up. It would be nice to have a new name.

"Then call it Mao Mao." Shen Mojue lay back down, threw out the cloud cake, and then took it with his mouth.

Lang Yanshu laughed.

The little squirrel was displeased, and Chi Chi barked at him, jumping up and down.

Shen Mojue bared his teeth at him: "Snack guy, do you want something delicious?"

The little squirrel nodded and looked at him with cute eyes.

Shen Mojue smiled: "Then it's Mao Mao."

The little squirrel nodded aggrievedly, and stretched out its tender paws towards him.Shen Mojue handed out a piece of Yunpian Cake again, and suddenly noticed his red fingers, and was taken aback for a moment.

The little squirrel waited eagerly for his cloud cake.

Shen Mojue gave the Yunpian Cake to it, held his palm in front of his eyes for a closer look, and rubbed it vigorously, but the color didn't fade, and the skin was wrinkled, as if it had lost moisture after being roasted by fire.

He looked up at the Langyan book: "Is there a mirror?"

"Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu called his name in a low voice.

Shen Mojue repeated: "Is there a mirror?"

"Don't look." Lang Yanshu whispered.

Shen Mojue laughed, and covered his face with his hands: "Am I disfigured?"

"You're a man."

"I know." Shen Mojue gave him a strange look, "But I don't want to be a blushing monster."

"When you devour the heart of red flames, you will change back." Lang Yanshu comforted.

"What is the origin of the Red Flame Heart?"

"It is the heart left by the ancient Vulcan, and it has been sealed in the Red Flame Cave in Fenglai Mountain. Ji Liushang originally wanted to take it as his own when he snatched it away, but he almost burned himself by the Red Flame Heart .”

Shen Mojue shuddered: "Even Ji Liushang can't deal with it, am I doomed?"

"You should believe me." Lang Yanshu looked into his eyes and said.

Shen Mojue was silent, and after a while, he asked: "If I devour the heart of red flame, will I breathe fire in the future?"

Lang Yanshu: "..." He nodded slightly.

Shen Mojue's eyes lit up: "That's great! We can save a lot of fire talismans when cooking in the future."

Lang Yanshu: "..."

"How's your injury?" Lang Yanshu's appearance of being covered in blood really scared Shen Mojue.

"It's all right." Lang Yanshu said.

There was suspicion in Shen Mojue's eyes.

"Zixiao Sect has a lot of elixir, so this little injury is nothing to worry about." Lang Yanshu saw his disbelief and said softly.

"Boss, you are a little strange today." Shen Mojue said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"You are very gentle today."

"Aren't I usually gentle?" Lang Yanshu smiled.

"Usually you are also gentle, but the gentleness is a bit fake. The literature and art you talk about is indifferent and alienated, which is specious."

Lang Yanshu reached out and touched his head: "Oh? So this is how I look in your heart?"

"Boss, you're not gay, are you?" Shen Mojue said half-jokingly.

"What is a gay?" Lang Yanshu was very curious.

"It's just a pervert who likes men."

Lang Yanshu paused, and his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Sensing something was wrong, Shen Mojue hurriedly made amends: "Haha, I'm just kidding, don't mind, if you really like men, it's fine. We have a saying there, which says that you can't fall in love with different genders."

Lord Backer suddenly changed his face, it was a rhythm that would scare people to death.Shen Mojue clutched his little heart, expressing that he was frightened.

"You can't fall in love with different genders? Does Xiaojue also like the same sex?" Lang Yanshu asked tentatively.

Shen Mojue laughed: "A big man is tough, but his structure is the same. What's there to like? I like soft, white and tender girls, just like Miss Lu."

Like Lu Yueli, white is white, it is obviously a handful of ice and snow, how can it be soft?Lang Yanshu withdrew his hand a little depressed, as if something deep in his heart was cut off by the heartless guy before him.

"Go to bed early." He said suddenly, and covered Shen Mojue with a quilt, "Tomorrow, go to the polar ice abyss to find Xue Po and suppress Chi Yan's heart for you."