Every day with the protagonist, I lose my morals

Maomao was startled, stood up with her paws in her arms, and looked at Shen Mojue in surprise.

Lang Yanshu was also shocked, turned around and saw Shen Mojue lying on the ground clutching his heart, his complexion changed drastically, he hurried over and hugged him in his arms, a gentle spiritual power enveloped his whole body.

"Xiao Jue." Lang Yanshu's voice trembled.It was the outbreak of the poison, although it had been expected, but when Shen Mojue really had the poison, he realized that he was not as indifferent as he imagined. It was originally used to "teach" Shen Mojue, but now it became his punishment.

Lang Yanshu smiled wryly.As expected, he was far less heartless than he had imagined, as long as he had anything to do with Shen Mojue, he would be at a loss.

He used spiritual power to protect Shen Mojue's heart veins, and controlled the toxins swimming in the meridians for him.

Shen Mojue grabbed his skirt with all his strength, cold sweat covered his forehead, even his lips were trembling, and he kept pushing into his arms, as if this was the only way to alleviate the Ling Chi-like pain.

And it does.

Shen Mojue found that as long as he got a little closer to Lang Yanshu, the pain on his body would be relieved a lot.Sweat blurred his eyes, Shen Mojue read the book through his misty eyes, and saw that his face was serious, his eyes were full of pain, it seemed that he was more uncomfortable than himself.

"Brother Lang, what's the matter?" Shen Mojue was a little worried, afraid that he would do something stupid, if that was the case, wouldn't he owe him more and more.

"It's okay, it will be fine soon." Lang Yanshu stretched out ten fingers to clasp his fingers, and the spiritual power slowly circulated in the bodies of the two of them. After a while, the toxin was gradually controlled, and Shen Mojue's pale face also improved. a lot.

Lang Yan withdrew his palm solemnly and asked him, "What's the matter?"

"It's much better." Shen Mojue nodded, a little worried, "Brother Lang, what did you do?"

"It's just sharing some of the poison on your body. I'm afraid I will drink medicine and take a medicinal bath with you tonight."

Shen Mojue's eyes trembled.

"Okay, it's all right." Lang Yanshu helped him up and dusted off his body, "Don't you want to go to Chaoyang Tower to eat? Let's go."

Shen Mojue muttered: "But you don't allow me to eat more of mortal things."

"Today is an exception, you can eat as much as you want." Lang Yanshu was rare and enlightened.

Shen Mojue's eyes lit up.

When he arrived at Chaoyang Building, Lang Yanshu did not break his promise, put the menu in front of him, and asked him to order, Shen Mojue would not be polite, as he was in the land of mortals, and he couldn't often buy the spiritual vegetables only found in the world of cultivating immortals. Therefore, although Lang Yanshu will not treat his food harshly, it also restricts him from eating ordinary people's food.

Shen Mojue opened the menu and looked at it page by page. He felt that every dish was so delicious and he wanted to eat it, but he was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind after ordering too many langyan books, so he had to control it a little. But with so many dishes, It was too difficult to choose, and Shen Mojue was a little entangled.

Mao Mao, who was sitting in his arms, couldn't bear to see it, so he jumped out, sat on the menu, and made eye contact with him.

Shen Mojue: "..."

Picking up Maomao, Shen Mojue took a look at the dishes on this page, and found that they were not bad. In order to avoid any regrets, he called the clerk over and handed him the list: "I want all the dishes on this page." .”

But I didn't read the Langyan book.

Lang Yanshu didn't speak, and poured a cup of tea on his own.The clerk went down with the menu, and Lang Yanshu handed the tea to him, and said in a warm voice, "Have a sip of tea first."

Shen Mojue took a sip before picking up the teacup.Maomao squatted beside him, feeling a little greedy.

Lang Yanshu poured himself another cup, just picked up the teacup, suddenly paused, and looked out the window towards the street.

Shen Mojue followed his gaze and said in shock, "Yanqi and Fourth Uncle..."

I saw crowds of people on the street, two people came from the turbulent flow of people, both of them were dressed in green clothes, one was handsome and elegant, the other was mature and stable, both were rich and handsome characters, obviously not like ordinary people, the place where the two passed , People subconsciously avoided them.

Lang Yanshu turned his head and gave Shen Mojue a warning look. Shen Mojue was also looking at him, a little excited in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.At this time, both of them were wearing barrier breath pendants, and Shen Mojue was manipulated by Lang Yanshu again. As long as the two of them didn't show their faces, they would not be noticed by Lang Yanqi and Lang Yuncheng.

Although Shen Mojue really hoped that Lang Yanqi could see him, he didn't dare to act rashly in front of Lang Yanshu.

Lang Yanshu didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't even say a word.Eyes are enough, Shen Mojue is not shrewd, but he is not stupid, not to mention that since getting along these days, he has gradually gotten used to this kind of life mode in which he can guess Lang Yanshu's mind just by his eyes.

The dishes were served soon, but Shen Mojue was tasteless, he thought, he couldn't procrastinate any longer, he wanted to leave Lang Yanshu.

Lang Yanqi and Lang Yuncheng walked through the crowd, and soon disappeared. Shen Mojue looked away unwillingly, and turned to look at the Lang Yan book: "They must have come out to look for you, don't you plan to go back to Lang's house? Yet?"

Lang Yanshu shook his head: "The Lang family has said that the inheritance of chess is enough."

Shen Mojue was startled: "But the price is inevitable..."

It's too big.Shen Mojue didn't say that.

"You don't understand." Lang Yanshu looked down at the cup in front of him.No matter whether he followed his fate or went against the sky, he couldn't be the heir of the Lang family safely.Wandering, wandering, is the way back he chooses.

After eating, they sipped tea. The two of them sat in the Chaoyang Tower all afternoon, watching the sun turn into a fiery red sunset and slowly sink to the west. The orange light instantly lit up the world.

Lang Yanshu stood up suddenly, his majestic figure was outlined in the afterglow of the setting sun, because Shen Mojue couldn't see the expression on his face clearly because his back was facing the sky.

"Let's go." Lang Yanshu said.

Shen Mojue stood up and followed him away.

The two returned to the village, and as soon as they approached the farmyard, Shen Mojue suddenly felt a force stabbing his waist, and lost his strength instantly, and fell into Lang Yanshu's arms involuntarily.

Lang Yanshu supported him, and looked up at the two people standing at the gate of the yard, one of them was Uncle Li.

Uncle Li also saw him and greeted him: "So you're not at home, no wonder I knocked on the door for so long and no one answered."

"The weather is nice today, so I took my younger brother out for a walk." Lang Yanshu replied in a gentle voice.

Uncle Li glanced at Shen Mojue with sympathy in his eyes, then turned his head to look at the book, and said to him: "Didn't I tell you this morning that a doctor with excellent medical skills came to the village, that's it. It happens to be able to help your brother see his illness."

The man stepped forward, cupped his fists at Lang Yanshu and said, "My surname is Zhou."

"Doctor Zhou." Lang Yanshu responded, seeing that the other party's writing was weak, with a bookish air, he didn't look like a doctor, but a scholar.

"This must be the young master's younger brother." Dr. Zhou's eyes fell on Shen Mojue.

Shen Mojue was also looking at him, and noticed that there was an aura about him that was not like ordinary people.

Lang Yanshu nodded, pushed open the courtyard door, helped Shen Mojue into the room, and said to Dr. Zhou, "I'm sorry, Dr. Zhou."

"My lord, you are polite. It is a doctor's duty to practice medicine and save lives."

Lang Yanshu supported Shen Mojue to lie down on the bed. In fact, Shen Mojue had no room to resist at all. Every move seemed to be restrained by an invisible force.

Doctor Zhou touched his pulse with his fingers and remained silent.

Lang Yanshu stood by the bed and asked, "Doctor, how is my brother's illness?"

Doctor Zhou shook his head.

Uncle Li was also anxious: "Can't it be cured? Doctor Zhou, look again, maybe there is a way."

Doctor Zhou withdrew his hand and said: "It's not that it can't be cured. There is a secret recipe from my ancestors that can cure all difficult and miscellaneous diseases. How about it, young master, come to the bamboo forest outside the village tonight, and I will tell you the method. Just remember, this method can't be cured." Then tell the second person, otherwise, all the consequences will be retribution on Lingdi."

"Thank you, doctor. I've kept that in mind. Go this way, doctor. I'll take you out." Lang Yanshu made way for him.

After sending Dr. Zhou away, Lang Yanshu walked back into the room, closed the door, and turned to look at Shen Mojue, who was lying upright on the bed.

Shen Mojue stared at him without blinking.

Lang Yanshu solved the spell for him and asked, "Are you angry?"

Shen Mojue replied: "How dare I be angry with you, you said, I'm Yurou and you are Daozu, I'm only at your disposal."

"Sure enough, I'm still angry." Lang Yanshu laughed.

Shen Mojue said: "Since you have a way to cure my poison, why did you ask Dr. Zhou to treat me, and promised him to get some secret recipe in the middle of the night?"

"Of course I have my reasons for doing this. Did you notice the strangeness in Doctor Zhou?"

Shen Mojue nodded: "He should not be a mortal."

"He has a demonic aura about him."

"Demon?" Shen Mojue was surprised.

"Not only does it have a demonic aura, but this aura is not good. It should be caused by bloodthirsty. Most of the villagers in this village are simple and kind. I can't let them be harmed by the demon."

"Brother Lang, I support your idea. Eliminating harm for the people, killing demons and demons is what a cultivator should do. However, you should also be careful. Why don't I help you?"

"No need, I can handle that monster's behavior." Lang Yanshu shook his head, his eyes darkened.The prototype of the demon is a thousand-year-old ginseng, which turned into a doctor, cheated the world, and swallowed the souls of many people.In the previous life, Shen Mojue fell into a deep valley and was poisoned. In order to avoid the Lang family's pursuit, the two pretended to be ordinary people and hid in this village. It happened that the monster came to the door and took a fancy to the two of them. Swallowed the souls of two people, but was caught by him, and tortured to extract the secret recipe for detoxification. Ginseng is also good for Xiaojue's body.

作者有话要说：感谢孤城吹雪扔了一个手榴弹投掷时间:2014-09-0910:55:55n(*≧▽≦*)n不知道说什么好啦，抱抱吧