Cheng Muyan got up and washed up, then followed Poria and Xuehe to the front hall to have breakfast.
Secretly, she had already sent a text message to Cheng Mo Dao. Now that she didn't know anything and her eyes were darkened, she might as well call Xiao Dao over to understand the situation clearly.
Feeling the abundant spiritual energy and strong limbs in her body, Cheng Muyan was afraid that the scene would change when she woke up like last time, so she almost desperately urged her to send a message to Cheng Mo Dao.
Cheng Muyan had just finished his meal, put the bowl and chopsticks aside and wiped his lips with a handkerchief, when he saw a dark figure rushing in from outside the door, nailing it to the pillar with a clang, and the blade of the sword trembling with a clang.
After trembling for a while, he suddenly transformed into a human figure.
She looks about five or six years old, delicate and cute, but her little face is full of worry and urgency: "Yanyan, what's wrong with you?"
Cheng Muyan: "..."
"You guys go down first, I'll talk to Xiao Dao." Cheng Muyan tore the guy holding her thigh apart, held hands and headed towards the inner hall.
Cheng Mo Dao hurried over in a hurry. He originally thought that something had happened to Cheng Muyan, so he would send him so many summonses at once. However, when he came out of training and almost ran out of breath, he ran in front of the client to see that he was eating well and sleeping well.
Nothing wrong with the fragrance!
"You're teasing me again!!" Cheng Mo Dao jumped directly onto the stool and glared at Cheng Muyan with his hands on his waist, his tone was very angry, and his face was so angry that he wrinkled into a bun.
"Why are you so naughty? How can you use this kind of thing that involves your life and safety to tease me! Even if you are senior, you can't do this!" Speaking of this, Mo Dao became a little sad and angry, and his face became angry.
The fat on his body was trembling, and then... before Cheng Muyan could react, a cloud of black mist burst out, and his body suddenly lengthened.
He jumped off the stool and picked up Cheng Muyan with a pair of long arms. He turned over and took off his pants and slapped her down with two slaps. Cheng Muyan was stunned on the spot and didn't even react for a moment.
After being slapped hard twice more, Cheng Muyan came back to her senses completely. Her face instantly turned red, blood rushed to her forehead, and her voice shook the heavens: "Knife! How dare you hit me! You think I'm here! I have it."
I’ll tell you the truth!”
Fortunately, Cheng Muyan looked really impressive, and such an extremely embarrassing roar really shocked people for a moment.
Seeing no movement from the person, and not slapping her again, Cheng Muyan turned over and got up, pulled up her pants in embarrassment, glared at the young man's confused face, and rushed forward to catch him.
His face was rubbed and squeezed, and when he let go, Cheng Mo Dao held the slap on his face and screamed in pain.
Cheng Muyan rubbed her sore and numb butt. She almost wanted to hit Cheng Mo Dao on the head. What look in her eyes? Am I the kind of elder who knows how to play tricks on others? How dare I attack an elder?
, it’s so boring!
Sitting gently sideways on the soft bed, Cheng Muyan picked up her little pillow and adjusted it to a comfortable position. Then she turned her head and frowned to look at the Cheng Mo knife. It was really long, born out of chaos.
Lucky man, he has lived like this for so long.
I didn't realize it when I stayed in one place every day before, but now I can see the difference after a sudden look. Although the old men in Liuxuan Realm have long lifespans, they will slowly fall apart after reaching a certain point where their cultivation level can no longer increase.
As he gets older, unless he makes a breakthrough or climbs the ladder to the heaven, it is clear that Cheng Mo Dao looks the same hundreds of years ago and hundreds of years later. Except for the difference in shape and clothing, there is no other difference.
Just a little bit of change.
Moreover, it is said that Cheng Mo Dao was born before Master Yue Chen Xi. I don’t know if this is true. However, Cheng Muyan is just a little bit curious about this. As for other meanings or hidden meanings, there is no other meaning.
"Xiao Dao, I do have something important to tell you. It is related to our future and your life and death. This cannot be done falsely." When it came to getting down to business, Cheng Muyan became serious and could not recall this period of time.
What happened, she could only speak carefully, hoping that Xiaodao would know more about the outside world so that she could sort out what she was thinking about at these times.
"Well, tell me." Seeing Cheng Muyan's serious look, Cheng Modao was a little surprised, but when he heard what Cheng Muyan said later, his face became serious. He silently put down the hand holding his face and looked at it intently.
Look at Cheng Muyan and listen carefully to what Cheng Muyan said.
Cheng Muyan hesitated for a moment, but decided to get straight to the point, organized his words, stared at Cheng Mo Dao and said: "I was thinking about whether to talk about this matter before, but after thinking about it, I decided to tell you. After all, you are me
The person closest to me, I know you will not harm me, and no matter what happens, you will stand by my side and help me."
Looking at the white and slender fingers in front of her, Cheng Muyan slowly spread her palms and stretched out her hands...
Cheng Mo Dao looked at the delicate little hands in front of him in confusion. There were very few lines on the palms and no calluses at all. They were very beautiful.
Suddenly, a small blue flame came out of the palm of my hand without any warning and rose up!
A "pop" sound followed soon after, and Cheng Muyan glanced away. It turned out that Cheng Mo Dao had fallen off the chair.
Cheng Muyan: "..."
"You...are you Jiuyou Hanyan? How could you have this?" Cheng Mo Dao's eyes suddenly widened, he held up the legs of the chair with a look of disbelief on his face, wiped the fine dust on his face,
Cheng Mo Dao stood up with his knees propped up, but his eyes were always fixed on the small, faintly burning flame in the palm of Cheng Muyan's hand.
"Didn't I stay with you from the beginning to the end? You still don't know if I have Jiuyou Hanyan?" Cheng Muyan asked back, then turned his palm back, and the small flame in his palm disappeared with a "swipe" sound.
Went back.
Cheng Mo Dao stared blankly at the edge of the bed. After recalling it for a while, he could not remember when Cheng Muyan came back with a piece of Nine Nether Cold Flame so boldly behind his back. After regaining consciousness, he looked at it with complicated and resentful eyes.
Cheng Muyan started to curse at the drop of a hat, "A little brat of flesh and blood actually learned from others to conquer the Nine Nether Cold Flames! You think you are a cat demon or a fox demon, you have many lives!"
When I came back to my senses, my forehead was covered with cold sweat from being frightened, my back was wet, I was completely frightened by this girl, my hands and feet were so weak, if there wasn't a chair behind me to support me,
, I'm afraid I have to slip up!
Why is this little girl so courageous? Is it true that she is not afraid of death, or is it that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?