Chapter 35: The Cold Snow (2)

I thought that Master's cultivation was just a matter of a few days, but now it's been three months, and I haven't seen Master come out yet.

At this time, Mo Yue was holding his cheek with one hand, picking up the ginseng and feeding the ice pit, and the ice pit was happy to eat, but Mo Yue sighed, "The pit, the master has been in retreat and cultivation for three months, and I am talking to myself alone to you, a bird, and I have been talking to myself for three months, but I am bored to death." ”

Hearing this, Bingkeng pit confessed in his heart, you have been nagging for three months, if it weren't for the fact that you gave this holy beast ginseng to eat, this holy beast would have played by itself a long time ago.

Mo Yue continued to sigh, at this time, the fairy qi of the wooden house trembled, slowly faded, Mo Yue immediately got up and stood outside the door, at this time the wooden door opened, and Mo Yu walked out.

"Master," Mo Yue saluted.

"Hmm," Mo Yu replied lightly.

Mo Yu looked around, "Your enchantment cloth is good, but it's a little weak at the end. Immediately, with a flick of his right hand, the white light flashed before the end, and the Cold Mountain Enchantment became more solid.

Mo Yue is embarrassed, this enchantment has been spread for three months, and the master will find fault when he goes out, it's not that he is bored in retreat, and he is looking for some fun when he goes out.

Although he thought so, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and Mo Yu's temperament before March was still in mind, "Yes, remember." ”

Mo Yu looked at the well-behaved apprentice, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

At this time, Mo Yue raised his head and took out the sachet from his arms, "Master, this is the newly practiced cold snow Linglong of the apprentice, and I will give it to Master." ”

Mo Yu stretched his brows, and wanted to take off the sachet on his waist, but the sachet was somehow wrapped around his belt and couldn't take it off.

Mo Yue watched Mo Yu pull it for a long time and didn't tear it off, so he stepped forward, put the sachet in his hand on Mo Yu's left hand, and began to untie the sachet on Mo Yu's waist with both hands.

Then he picked up the sachet in Mo Yu's hand, gently tied a slipknot in the belt placket, straightened the outer placket of the belt, and gently flattened the belt.

Mo Yue seriously dealt with the things in her hands, but she didn't know that the two were very close at this time, Mo Yue's hair was fragrant into her nose, and the heat emitted by her body dispelled a lot of the cold air in Mo Yu's body.

Mo Yue tidied up Mo Yu's belt, took a few steps back, and looked at Mo Yu with a happy face, "Master, okay, you can see it." ”

Mo Yu retracted his eyes, looked at his flat belt, and gave a faint hum in agreement.

"These days, have you refined to the valley?"

"Master, the apprentice has been in the valley for six months. ”

"Well, everything is not pure, although it is not a big impurity, eating too much will inevitably accumulate, affecting cultivation. ”

"But didn't the master also follow the apprentice to eat mortal things for a year or two?"

"If you are a teacher and cultivate deeply, you will naturally not be affected, and you have already opened up the valley, and you can no longer touch ordinary things. ”

"The apprentice knows. ”

Mo Yu looked around, and called to the ice spirit bird, the ice spirit bird walked to the table, with a wave of its wings, a pot of wine appeared on the table, Mo Yu stepped forward, just blocking Mo Yue's sight, put the heart of the lotus fairy flower into the wine jug, and there was a brilliant flow out of his right hand, stirring into the wine jug, and it was completed in an instant.

"This butterfly drunken immortal, for the teacher to see that you like to drink, before you retreated, you wrote a letter to ask Ning Yun Shangxian to refine a pot, and asked the ice spirit bird to get it before the retreat for the teacher, but it didn't come to fruition, so I took it out today. ”

Mo Yue looked at the pot of wine and asked suspiciously, "Master, don't you drink it?"

"This wine is the teacher's wine, you can drink it yourself. ”