Turn the villain into a sweetie

Ji An tilted his head to avoid the gun.

The sudden loud noise attracted the attention of the surrounding monks, and they all looked sideways, wanting to see what happened.

Yu Bolan didn't want to attract attention, so he put away the gun in time.

Ji Ang still kept his head tilted, and smiled provocatively at him.

The monks around looked around and found nothing unusual, so they all turned around and went about their business.

"It's better not to be too ostentatious," Ji Ang said, "otherwise, your weird weapon will attract a lot of attention."

Yu Bolan didn't want to talk to him, but felt a little annoyed, and pulled Huai Mo to leave.

"Is Dao'an dead?" Ji An suddenly asked.

Yu Bolan paused for a moment, but did not answer.

"Dead," Huai Mo turned around and replied blankly, "I killed it."

After saying this, he turned around and left with Yu Bolan without looking back.

"Satisfied?" An Ze said, "Why, I can't tell, you still care about your master?"

"Thinking too much," Ji Ang turned around and walked upstairs, "Don't ask unnecessary things, An Ze."

The four finally changed to an inn, which looked simpler than the previous one, but luckily Ji An didn't follow.

"What are we hiding?" Yuan Liqi looked behind him, with a strange tone, "It's not that he can't beat him, he treated me and Azhu..."

Huai Mo looked back at him, his eyes were a little cold.

Yuan Liqi tactfully didn't say any more, made a silent movement, took half a step back, and hid behind Qingzhu.

Yu Bolan stretched out his arms to embrace Huai Mo, and moved him closer to her.

Only then did Huai Mo turn around, calm down his emotions, leaned against him, and lowered his head calmly.

Yu Bolan reserved three rooms, one for him and Huai Mo, one for Yuan Liqi and Qing Zhu, and one for Ya Lin himself.

"The victory of the secret realm should start tomorrow," Yu Bolan said, "Rest well tonight, and we will set off tomorrow morning."

Several people also returned to their own rooms.

Yu Bolan closed the door, turned around and saw that there was only one bed in the room, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Huai Mo took a step forward, sat on it directly, and then patted the side of his side, signaling Yu Bolan to come over quickly.

Yu Bolan stepped forward, first rubbed Huai Mo's head, then touched the mattress, and frowned when he found that it was a straw mattress.

No wonder there are few people in this inn.

He looked at Huai Mo beside him, and patted his butt: "Stand up."

Huai Mo was stunned for a moment, then stood up obediently, looking a little dazed.

Yu Bolan used spirit stones to transform into a small blanket, threw it on the bed, and touched it. Then he felt that it was okay. He hugged Huai Mo's waist and sat down.

Huai Mo didn't stand still for a while, and fell directly into his arms.

Yu Bolan buried himself in his neck, took a deep breath, and sighed contentedly.

Huai Mo came back to his senses, sat up straight, moved up, and leaned against him.

The two cuddled together like this, and the air was a little silent.

"How much do you know about the Secret Realm of Broken Dreams?" Huai Mo broke the silence first, raised his head slightly, "Are you sure?"

"Don't worry," Yu Bolan patted him, "It'll be fine."

"I mean..." Huai Mo straightened up and winked at him, "I'm worried about what that guy Ji An will do."

Yu Bolan paused.

"No," he said, his eyes darkened. "After entering the secret realm, I will take care of him first."

Ah, yes, cultivation base.

Thinking this way, he directly used the spirit stones he had saved recently, raised his cultivation level by two, and reached the fusion stage.

"But he won't die," Huai Mo said softly, "I've done that to him before, but he still hasn't died."

Yu Bolan didn't speak anymore.

"I'm a little scared, Alan." Huai Mo said.

"What are you afraid of?" Yu Bolan patted him, "Don't think too much."

"But it's really hard for me not to think too much," Huai Mo's tone was a little eager, "He took away too many things from me, I'm afraid, he took you too..."

"No," Yu Bolan coaxed him, "I won't let him do that, besides, isn't there you?"

"Well," Huai Mo nodded, "I will protect you."

"What?" Yu Bolan smiled, "Why did you protect me?"

Huai Mo pursed his lips and closed his eyes: "But you can't beat me."

"Ah, that's true," Yu Bolan smiled, and pinched his face, "But I can't beat you, but I run fast, and when I turn invisible, you won't be able to find me."

"No," Huai Mo opened his eyes, "Why are you running, don't run."

"Okay, okay, I won't run," Yu Bolan teased him, "When the time comes, I'll obediently stand at attention and get beaten, then sit on the ground and cry."

"What is this all about?" Huai Mo frowned, "Who is going to beat you?"

Yu Bolan couldn't stop laughing, then leaned down, and kissed "baji".

Huai Mo raised his chin obediently, and kissed him obediently.

"Okay, stop making trouble, go to bed early," Yu Bolan said, "Tomorrow will be very troublesome."

Huai Mo nodded and watched him lie down.

Although a cultivator does not need to sleep, Yu Bolan is already used to his previous routine, and he has to fall asleep on time every day. If it is normal, when he sleeps, Huai Mo will meditate by the side.

As usual, Yu Bolan made room for Huai Mo and closed his eyes.

But he felt a weight on his side, and the next moment, Huai Mo got in.

"What's wrong?" He embraced Huai Mo naturally, "Why don't you practice anymore?"

"No," Huai Mo said, "I want to stay with you for a while."

Yu Bolan smiled and hugged him: "Then close your eyes."

Huai Mo obediently closed his eyes.

After a while, he felt the breathing on his side gradually become even.

Then he heard the voice in his mind: "As expected, you are still here."

It is dried fish.

"I'm a little curious." Huai Mo opened his eyes, and took out the small dried fish that he had been hiding in his sleeve. "You seem to be food. Why haven't you broken after so long?"

"You are the food!" Xiao Yugan's voice was a little angry, "This is the carrier of my spiritual power, not food! It won't break!"

"Oh." Huai Mo replied perfunctorily.

"Speaking of which," Xiao Yugan said, "Ji Ang really appeared again."

"Yes," Huai Mo said wearily, "the guy who lingers."

Xiaoyu paused for a moment: "He's not something you should provoke."

"If you still want to say these things, you can just shut up," Huai Mo gritted his teeth, "Isn't he too little to provoke me?"

Xiao Yugan fell silent.

"Are you here to find Mao Mijian?" After a while, the voice suddenly said, "Is that right?"

"Yes," Huai Mo replied, "Why?"

"It's nothing, but you don't have to worry, you will find it," Xiao Yugan said with a hint of a smile inexplicably, "Maybe, it will fly over by itself as soon as you enter the secret realm."

"Really?" Huai Mo said, "Then I can only lend you a good word."

"I'm serious," Xiao Yugan continued, "Maybe it has already taken a fancy to you?"

"Oh," Huai Mo was obviously not interested in this topic, "If that's the case, why didn't it come to us by itself?"

"Maybe, it's just trapped," Xiao Yugan hesitated, then whispered, "It can't get out..."

Huai Mo didn't want to discuss this meaningless topic anymore: "It doesn't matter, don't forget, I will keep you for your use."

"I know," Xiao Yugan said, "to protect your Taoist companion."

"Yeah." Huai Mo closed his eyes slightly, "That's what you should care about."

"I will," Xiao Yugan said in a very soft voice, "but I'm afraid there will be accidents..."

Huai Mo didn't hear clearly, nor was he interested.

"By the way," Xiao Yugan asked again, "Panda... how is it doing recently?"

"Panda?" Huai Mo frowned, and looked at Tuanzi nestled on the bed, "Did you mean Heating Riveting Sword?"

"Ah, yes."

"Why do you care about this?" Huai Mo was a little suspicious, "Why, you know it?"

"The Riveting Sword is my friend."

"Being friends with a sword?" Huai Mo raised his eyebrows, "You are so strange."

"However, the Heating Rivet Sword is gone."

"It's impossible," Xiaoyu couldn't believe it, "I can still feel its breath!"

Huai Mo didn't answer it right away, but opened his eyes and looked towards the ceiling: "You said you could feel... its breath? Then what are you? I can't even feel it."

Xiao Yugan suddenly fell silent.

"Are you also a divine weapon?" Huai Mo asked straight to the point, "Are you the spirit of the divine weapon? Let me guess, you can't be...the Mao Mijian of the same level as the Riveting Sword, right?"

"I'm not..." Xiao Yugan said weakly, "Don't guess here..."

"Looks like I'm right." Huai Mo said.

"You...you lied to me?" Xiao Yugan's tone was unbelievable.

"It's easy to guess," Huai Mo closed his eyes slightly, "It seems that you really don't know how to hide yourself."

"I'm just a sword," Xiao Yugan saw that he had recognized himself, so he didn't bother to hide it anymore, "I don't understand the twists and turns of you humans."

Huai Mo straightened up: "I want to tell him."

"No, you can't tell," Xiao Yugan hurriedly stopped him, "You can't tell your Taoist companion."

"Why?" Huai Mo frowned.

"You can't let him know..." Xiao Yugan said, "If he knows, then that energy will also know... That energy is very similar to An Ze, I don't know what is the relationship between them, you can't tell him, in case Once Ji Ang finds out, things will get worse."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Huai Mo turned around, and was about to touch Yu Bolan, when he turned his head, he met the eyes of Tuanzi in the corner.

"It feels so familiar," Tuanzi blinked, "Who is it, is it a cat?"

"Shhhhhhh—" Xiao Yugan was a little anxious, "Don't make any noise!"

late.

Yu Bolan was still woken up.

He opened his eyes, looked at Huai Mo who was sitting next to him, looked at the small dried fish in his hand, and looked at the dumpling on the bedside, a little confused: "What are you doing...?"

The author says:

It will be updated tonight!

The previous routine was too hell...

The update time is uncertain, but it will be updated daily, and a leave note will be issued if something happens! (bow)