late night bistro

What the hell kind of brother is this?

Mo Ying's eyes were indifferent, just looking at Lin Yuan lightly, without speaking.

Lin Yuan, however, felt his scalp tingling. He had known Mo Ying for tens of thousands of years, so he knew best what Mo Ying looked like now.

He gritted his teeth, "Tsk, you are here to collect debts today, aren't you?"

Mo Ying's expression was indifferent, and his tone didn't fluctuate, "What do you say?"

Lin Yuan: ".." What do you think?What a fart! !

He clenched his back molars, turned his fingers, and a brocade box fell into the palm of his hand, "This is the heart-protecting pill, your little boss is a mortal after all, and if you use your fairy bone to exchange it for him, the process will probably be a bit painful. "

Lin Yuan knew that he couldn't stop Mo Ying, just like Mo Ying couldn't stop him back then, it was a reason.

But Jiang Qiubai has never practiced for a day, and he is not a monk. Forcibly changing the immortal bone to ascend, he must have suffered a lot. With this heart-protecting pill, he will feel much better.

Mo Ying was not polite to him, and directly accepted it, but her expression was still calm, and she just looked at him without blinking.

Lin Yuan: "..isn't that enough?"

"Have you seen the pot on my back?" Mo Ying leaned calmly on the bench, "This pot is big and black."

Lin Yuan gritted his teeth again, "During the ascension, Boss Jiang blocked three thunder strikes for him."

"Three ways?" Mo Ying was obviously dissatisfied, and flew up to Tianlei, 33 times.

Of course, it was impossible for him to let the little boss suffer from this thunder disaster.

Of course, he himself was able to block the lightning calamity, but it was not a simple matter to dissect the bones and replace them, and there was no way to be careless in the process.

His own cultivation will be temporarily damaged, that's for sure, he doesn't mind the loss of mana, but he is worried that he won't be able to protect the little boss when he is weak.

He didn't want to cause all the dangers that the little boss encountered during his ascension because of his weakness, so he didn't have to ask someone to help.

Lin Yuan is his best choice.

"I want to protect him."

Mo Ying's expression is serious and serious that Lin Yuan has never seen before, even when Mo Ying entered the demon world with a sword, his expression was calm and breezy.

Mo Ying said: "While protecting the Dharma, blocking the thunder for him is easy to make mistakes. I will not allow him to have any accidents."

Lin Yuan sighed, anyway, he and Jiang Qiubai hit it off, and the 33 thunderstorms were not a big deal to him.

Moreover, Mo Ying has a lot of natural materials and earthly treasures here, at most he has a little skin trauma, and it will be fine after two days of care.

Besides, when Mo Ying fused with the God of War fairy bone, it was actually to help him, to help him enter the Demon Realm for revenge.

In the end, even if there was no blame for being drunk, he still owed Mo Ying.

He didn't care about the relationship between the two of them for tens of thousands of years, if they didn't talk about what they owed or not, he didn't care, and neither did Mo Ying.

But this time Mo Ying found him, it must be to ensure that everything is safe, and he has no reason to refuse.

Of course, it was impossible for him to refuse to help.

It's just toothache, tsk, who hasn't loved?

It's just, "Mo Ying, don't let the news of your dissection of the fairy bone leak out."

Although the Demon Realm was driven into the abyss by Mo Ying, they are still ruthless. Every year, some moths will come out, but they are afraid of Mo Ying, and they are also guarded by heavenly soldiers, so they dare not make any big moves.

If once they knew that Mo Ying had dissected the immortal bones and his mana would be damaged, there was no guarantee that they would not take advantage of this period to make a comeback.

Lin Yuan is not afraid of a war if he really wants to fight. What he is afraid of is that those demons from the demon world will take advantage of Mo Ying's weakness and give him evil, and then it will be impossible to guard against.

Lin Yuan was worried, and said again: "It will be painful when cutting the bones of the immortals, do you want me to protect the law for you?"

Mo Ying cast a sideways glance at him, and that look brightly indicated that he didn't need his help, and even had a bit of disgust.

"See you in two days."

Lin Yuan clicked his tongue again, and couldn't help teasing again, "You only have half a pair of fairy bones left in the future, and you don't know if you can still beat me. By then, I'm afraid I will be the only God of War in this fairy world."

Mo Ying stood with his hands behind his back, "You think too much, this deity is born with two fairy bones, and if one is missing, it will have no effect on this deity."

As for the physical weakness just mentioned, it is only temporary, and it can be as short as three to five days, and it can be fully restored to its peak state in ten days and a half months at the longest.

Moreover, his own two fairy bones, one civil and one military, are inherently repulsive, but his mana comes from all things in the world, so far there has been no side effects, but who can say for sure in the future?

Therefore, it might be a good thing for the little boss to dissect a pair of fairy bones and replace them.

Lin Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief, "So you dissected the bones of the fairy, and Boss Jiang ascended smoothly. All this has no effect on you, but I have to suffer 33 thunderstorms??"

Why? ?

What the hell kind of brother is this?

You want to exchange fairy bones for your mortal companion, why do you want your brother to suffer the thunder calamity for him?

"Mo Ying, you are so fucking unkind!!"

Mo Ying hooked the corner of his lips, "Is there any problem?"

What's the problem? It's a big problem! !

"I'm going to take a look around your treasure room." The seed of injustice was actually mine. Lin Yuan still couldn't refuse Mo Ying, but he had to ask for something.

Otherwise, he would be unbalanced in his injustice.

It just so happened that he had been coveting Moying's treasure room for a long time, so he had to move some away today.

"You can do whatever you want, please." Mo Ying didn't have much interest in his treasure room, if the little boss hadn't come, those so-called treasures would still be eating ashes in the warehouse.

After sorting it out, the things that the little boss likes, or things that the little boss may use in the future, have been put away separately for the little boss.

As for the others, Linyuan can take whatever he wants, or just empty it out, and it will just make room for him. He will also collect a lot of things that the little boss can use in the future.

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes, turned and left this place full of the sour smell of love, and went straight to the glittering golden treasure house.

Mo Ying returned to the dormitory, seeing the little boss sleeping blushing, a warm current flowed through his heart.

Linyuan asked him if it was worth it, and he said it was worth it.

But only he knows that he just can't see the flesh of the little boss, and the mortal body will still suffer from illness.

He wants the little boss to live forever without any worries.

He also thought of other ways, the little boss has a long lifespan, and he can live until the day when the heavens collapse, so he can practice slowly.

Just like what he asked Jiang Miao, he could teach some simple spells first, and practice and ascend layer by layer like ordinary monks.

With a lifespan of immortality and his presence, ascension is doomed.

However, he didn't want the little boss to bear the hardships of cultivation.

Reluctant.

What's more, those cultivating monks love to practice the ruthless way, and think that being without desires and demands is the highest state of cultivation.

If the little boss fell into such a ruthless way, his boyfriend should have chopped off his own flesh.

Thinking of this, Mo Ying shivered, he must not let this happen.

Therefore, although it is simple and crude, it is indeed the most direct and effective way to change the fairy bone for the little boss.

He also thought that there are countless immortals who have fallen for tens of thousands of years, and it is okay to find a pair of fairy bones from the fallen fairy family that fit the body of the little boss, and replace it with the little boss, but he doesn't want to do this.

It doesn't matter if you say it's because of possessive desire, or if you say it's because of his narrow-mindedness.

He wanted the little boss to be entangled with him from the inside out, even his breathing.

It's just that... the gods will eventually perish one day.

Mo Ying has lived for tens of thousands of years, he doesn't know when he will fall, at least he doesn't have such a perception at present, if there is no accident, he will live for another tens of thousands of years without any problem.

After thinking about it, Mo Ying cast a spell, using the fairy palace as the medium, and set up a huge magic circle.

Lin Yuan, who had just left on the unicorn, seemed to have a feeling, turned his head and looked in the direction of the fairy palace, and sighed a long time.

Mo Ying's feelings for this mortal were much deeper than he imagined.

That's all for cutting the bones of the fairy, now I have to...

Forget it, that was Mo Ying's own choice.

When Jiang Qiubai woke up the next day, he had a headache after a hangover.

Mo Ying rubbed his temples, injecting a bit of spiritual power, "Don't drink like this again in the future."

Jiang Qiubai leaned against Mo Ying and gave a muffled hum.

Mo Ying rubbed him for a while, "Is it better now?"

Jiang Qiubai nodded, "It's much better."

At least my head doesn't hurt anymore, I just feel very tired all over, it's his fault, the illness is just recovering, forget about drinking, and still drink so much.

After all, he is still relying on his immortality, and doesn't take his body seriously.

Jiang Qiubai thought for a while, then said, "Let's go to the Lingquan for a dip."

It's not suitable to soak in hot springs after drinking, but it's been a night for him, so it shouldn't matter.

And it's not that he and Mo Ying have soaked in hot springs after drinking, ahem.

Mo Ying hummed, took out a pill, "Eat this first."

Jiang Qiubai didn't even ask, he rolled his tongue and swallowed the pill.

"You don't even ask, aren't you afraid that the deity gave you poison?" Mo Ying knew that this was Jiang Qiubai's trust in him, so he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

Jiang Qiubai pursed his lips and smiled, "I'm not afraid of poison, but I'm more afraid of you giving me sex, medicine."

Mo Ying: ".."

He felt the veins on his forehead start to twitch again.

Jiang Qiubai hurriedly pulled him to soak in the Lingquan. His body after a hangover could not bear the torment, at least he had to wait until he had soaked in the Lingquan.

Mo Ying has no choice but to pamper him.

In order not to challenge the limit of her willpower, Mo Ying did not accompany Jiang Qiubai to soak in the spiritual spring this time.

"Why are you going?"

"Go and get you a meal." Mo Ying said, "Don't be greedy today, I asked that chef disciple to cook porridge to nourish your stomach."

Jiang Qiubai was greedy for drinking last night, he knew he was wrong, and he didn't dare to refute, so let's just clear the porridge.

Mo Ying came back with the porridge and side dishes, put them on a tray, and slowly put them into the soup spring, "Just eat it in the water, don't get up."

Jiang Qiubai grinned, "Eating in Lingquan, you really don't worry, you are not afraid that I will spill the food?"

"Then just change a pool of water, it's okay."

Jiang Qiubai's heart is always warm, not by the Lingquan, but by Mo Ying.

"By the way, when did Lin Yuan leave?" Jiang Qiubai asked about last night's situation while eating, he drank too much and couldn't remember many things, "Did Lin Yuan take the rest of the wine away? "

"Shortly after you fell asleep, he left. You almost drank all the drinks in Kaifeng, and didn't take the rest away."

Jiang Qiubai nodded, "Let him come over again when he has time, and take away the rest of the wine. It was originally for him. Anyway, I don't want to drink recently."

Mo Ying nodded, "He will come over in the future, just talk to him then."

Jiang Qiubai is keenly aware, come the day after tomorrow?

Usually when friends make an appointment and say the specific time, it means that there is something to do, and it is by no means yesterday's impromptu idea of ​​teaching the other party to come over for a few drinks.

"Is there something going on the day after tomorrow?" Jiang Qiubai tilted his head, looking at Mo Ying, who was basking in the sun and eating fruit on the bank, "Does it have something to do with me?"

But looking at Mo Ying's comfortable posture, it doesn't seem like something important.

Here, Mo Ying lamented the little boss's keen intuition, and thought for a while, "Lin Yuan and I have decided to help you ascend in the future."

He felt that it would be better for the little boss to be mentally prepared, and he would not talk about his self-dissection.

Jiang Qiubai squirted the rice all over the pond with one mouthful, so he was right now, he really had to change the water.

Mo Ying stood up and pulled Jiang Qiubai out of the water, "Why are you so excited? Isn't it a matter of time that you will ascend?"

Jiang Qiubai also knew that he was with Mo Ying, and he would practice in the future. Ascension was a matter of time, and the most important thing he lacked was time.

But he didn't expect that Mo Ying would let him ascend so early without training?

Mo Ying saw his doubts, and said with disgust: "Cultivation is too troublesome."

Moreover, the little boss is different from ordinary monks. The monks can start to practice at a young age, but the little boss has never practiced after living for more than 20 years. It is not an easy task to start from scratch.

Mo Ying is a troublesome person. When there is a shortcut to take, he will never follow the rules and walk from the beginning to the end step by step.

He and the little boss are still busy dating, how can they have so much time to practice.

Jiang Qiubai was still in the cloud, but he didn't object, Mo Ying had made arrangements for him, so let's fly.

He didn't have the kind of excitement in his heart that he wanted to ascend as a mortal, but he always felt weird, especially when he asked Lin Yuan to come over.

Does this mean that Mo Ying can't handle it alone?He knew that Mo Ying was a person who didn't like to trouble others.

But Mo Ying is so powerful, if he can't handle things by himself, will it be dangerous?

In order to prevent him from having any doubts, Mo Ying explained, "I have never fashioned a fairy body for a mortal, let Lin Yuan come over and take a look, and the two of you can discuss it."

Jiang Qiubai was still confused, "Will it be dangerous?"

"Of course there will be a little danger." Mo Ying put some pressure on him appropriately to prevent him from thinking wildly. He said: "A mortal's ascension is to go against the sky, and there will be thunder disasters."

Jiang Qiubai turned pale when he heard Lei Jie, "Well, it's so dangerous, otherwise forget it."

Mo Ying smiled and pinched Jiang Qiubai's face, and with a wave of one hand, the sky suddenly thundered and thundered, comparable to the end of the world.

"Relax." Mo Ying comforted him, "When Jiang Miao transformed into a human form, there was also a thunder disaster, just hit it back, there is no need to be afraid."

Jiang Qiubai thought of the thunder and lightning that flashed in Mo Ying's eyes from time to time. Since Mo Ying can drive thunder and lightning, then this thunder disaster should not be serious, right?

He nodded blankly, and said in a small tone of surprise and uncertainty: "Then it's hard work for you?"

Mo Ying smiled, "Why are you so stupid? You and I are one, so what's the hard work?"

"Isn't that also Linyuan's hard work?" Jiang Qiubai finally came to his senses, "I've done my best, Linyuan and I have only met twice, although he is indeed a friend worth making, but the relationship has not reached that Let's go."

"First of all, he owed the deity, and this time it happened to be cheap for him." Mo Ying said, "If you are not at ease, just give him a few more bottles of wine next time."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you."

This matter is settled, but there are still some preparations to be made. Of course, only Mo Ying is the one who makes preparations.

Although Mo Ying didn't let him worry about it, Jiang Qiubai didn't have time to play anymore, and couldn't calm down even drawing manga with a tablet.

Always feel that something is going to happen, uneasy.

But Mo Ying's back and forth only reassures him, don't think too much about it.

Mo Ying still needs to set up an formation. He used the fairy palace as a medium to set up a large formation last night, but there are still many small formations in the large formation. Jiang Qiubai is too busy and a little impatient.

Mo Ying thought for a while, "Do you want to talk to Son Meow?"

Jiang Qiubai's eyes lit up. They had said before that they would take the time to go to the Beastman World to see the development progress of Meow's son and Xiao Baiqiu, but he was still ill, so they were delayed.

I also discussed it two days ago, and said that when I returned from Asgard, I would stop by the orc world.

After seeing his son Meow for so long, Jiang Qiubai really missed him a little bit.

Mo Ying gave him a bronze mirror, and cast a spell on the bronze mirror, "Okay, just call him by name."

Jiang Qiubai held the bronze mirror, "Aren't they the only ones who call you with the bronze mirror? We can also contact them through the bronze mirror?"

"Essentially, the copper mirror can only be contacted with me, just use magic to change the connection of the magic weapon." Mo Ying said.

Jiang Qiubai nodded, "Is it possible to contact Ke Ke and the empress?" Mo Ying hummed, "After you ascend, the deity will teach you this spell."

Jiang Qiubai's eyes lit up, and he was no longer so impatient about the matter of Feisheng. He waved his hand, "Then go get busy, I'll chat with my son Miao."

Mo Ying smiled helplessly, "Little boss, are you throwing it away after you use it up?"

Jiang Qiubai responded with a smile, "Is it not possible?"

"Yes, of course." Mo Ying leaned over and bit Jiang Qiubai's mouth hard.

Jiang Qiubai felt the pain, and kicked Mo Ying. Mo Ying dodged and rubbed his head again, "Okay, let's go play."

Seeing Mo Ying walking out of the room, Jiang Qiubai pouted, and then called Jiang Miao and Xiao Baiqiu to the bronze mirror.

"Father?" Not long after, Jiang Miao's voice came from the bronze mirror, and there was a bit of surprise in the voice, "Can the bronze mirror talk two-way?"

Jiang Qiubai told Jiang Miao again Mo Ying's explanation just now.

"So that's the case." Jiang Miao said, "Dad, do you miss me? I'm sorry, the Huaxia tribe is too busy recently, and I really don't have time to go back."

Jiang Qiubai smiled, "The child will always leave Dad when he grows up, but Dad will also worry about you. You don't usually contact us, and you don't know how you are doing recently."

Especially Bai Qiu hasn't come here for a while.

Jiang Miao laughed silly, "I know Dad, and I will definitely contact you more in the future."

This meant that he didn't plan to go home for the time being, and Jiang Qiubai, an old father, could understand.

"Then tell me about your current situation or the difficulties you have encountered." Jiang Qiubai said, "You and Xiao Baiqiu are still young, so don't put so much pressure on yourself. Remember to communicate with us in time if you have any problems."

Jiang Miao on the other side of the bronze mirror nodded his head, remembering that his father couldn't see, and then slowly reported the development of the tribe during this period, as well as the problems they encountered and solved or did not solve.

Jiang Qiubai also listened patiently, giving him some small opinions from time to time, or reminding him what he should do.

Jiang Miao and Bai Qiu sat at the desk, with the bronze mirror between them. Jiang Miao was in charge of discussing experiences with his father, and Bai Qiu was in charge of discipline.

If Jiang Qiubai saw it here with his own eyes, he would definitely be frightened by Jiang Miao now.

Not to mention growing taller and stronger, but just talking about the maturity and seriousness in Jiang Miao's eyes now.

It can be seen that he really wants to grow the Huaxia tribe, and even takes this matter as his own responsibility.

The same is true for Bai Qiu, last year's harsh winter, when Bai Qiu went to the tavern for the first time, he was skinny and boneless, now his flesh has grown back.

Moreover, as a priest, he doesn't have to do hard work. He writes and draws at home almost every day, and his skin is much whiter.

What's more, in Xiao Baiqiu's temperament, one can really see the demeanor of a big tribe's sacrifice.

When Bai Qiu walks into the tribe now, orcs or sub-orcs will wink at him from time to time, so it can be seen that Bai Qiu's current charm is not small.

The old father, Jiang Qiubai, chatted with the two cubs for more than two hours, until Mo Ying brought him food, and then stopped temporarily.

"Do you want to say a few words to my son?"

Mo Ying shook his head, he didn't know what to say, so let the little boss take care of the child for now.

While eating, Jiang Qiubai chatted with Mo Ying about the current situation of Miao Son and the others.

Mo Ying listened carefully and responded with a few words from time to time.

"Daddy? Daddy, daddy." Jiang Miao heard Mo Ying's voice, and called several times, but did not hear a response. When he was about to call again, Mo Ying opened his golden mouth.

"Yelling, what's the proper way?"

Jiang Miao was choked, why was he yelling?Isn't it because his father ignored him?

Hey, in fact, he knows that when he was a cat before, it was the assist of two people's feelings. After he became a half-demon, then it is not an assist, it is a light bulb.

Sometimes he wondered if his father threw him into the orc world because he disturbed the two fathers from falling in love.

But he was very clear in his heart.

Dad and Daddy are all for his own good.

During the Spring Festival, he used a big spell for the first time, causing the flowers around the tribe to bloom. His spiritual power should be close to exhaustion, and he would have to practice for a few days to recover, but at that time, he recovered instantly .

Not only that, but his cultivation base has also improved a lot.

Later, during this period of time, he led the reform and development of the tribe's construction, and he could feel a force gathering in his demon core from time to time, and his cultivation was improving day by day.

He finally understood the reason why his father made him the Lord Beast God.

He is a half-demon now, but he can't be a half-demon forever. He needs to follow in the footsteps of his father and his father, and wants to be filial to his father and his father.

"Daddy." Jiang Miao was cute and smart, "I want to learn some spells, can I?"

Is there anything wrong with this, Mo Ying immediately agreed.

He considered that there should be no monks in the orc world, and with sufficient spiritual power, there might be better ways to cultivate.

Mo Ying thought for a while, "In a few days, I will go to the Beastman World with your father, and I will bring you back the intensive cultivation by the way."

"Well, good daddy, thank you daddy." Jiang Miao was very excited.

Mo Ying's eyebrows are also tainted with a smile, and the feeling of raising children is not bad sometimes.

He added: "Ordinary people can try this method of cultivation, maybe you can ask your priest to try it."

Jiang Miao thought this sentence was weird, he knew that the priest his father was talking about was Bai Qiu, but Bai Qiu was a priest of the Huaxia Tribe, not his meow's priest.

Dad's speaking skills have deteriorated?

Could it be dementia?

If Mo Ying knew what Jiang Miao was thinking right now, he would probably have to draw a line between father and son on the spot.

But fortunately, Mo Ying didn't have any mind-reading skills, and he couldn't see the expression of Meow's son through the bronze mirror, so he barely maintained their clinker father-son relationship.

Just in time, Yu Keke's call arrived.

The author says:

The author has been sick for the past few days, and it is indeed a bit uncomfortable.

The updates are relatively late, I hope the cuties can understand.

Leave a message to get a red envelope, and compare your heart.