Time passed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiaobao would leave every morning with an extra egg, saying that it was for Master Mo Cheng to eat, and then trotted to practice.

His Master Mo Cheng would wait for him on the roof with his knees crossed every day, and under the sun's rays, his back flashed with golden light, which made Xiaobao worship him very much.

Then, at the end of the day's practice, Xiaobao would carefully burrow into the dead woods, and then feed Wu Hao an egg and some water.

At this time, the white feathers would be suspended on the top of Wu Hao's head, helping him repair the injuries in his body.

It's just that Xiaobao's stay time is getting shorter and shorter, from twenty minutes at the beginning, to ten minutes later, and even five minutes.

There was no way to do this, because Xiaobao's father kept telling him that he had to go home as soon as possible after the cultivation was over.

Xiaobao also didn't want to go against his father's wishes.

One, two, three......

On the seventh day, Wu Hao had a little consciousness, he could feel that someone was feeding him, and he could also feel the energy above his head.

However, he never fully regained consciousness, and he still did not know who he was, where he came from, and what happened to him.

Day 7, Day 8, Day 9......

On the dark land of the Demon Realm, the cold wind never stopped, and the occasional whining sound in the dead woods made the villagers consciously stay away.

Xiaobao still brought eggs in the morning, and earnestly learned to practice Tu Na with the powerful Master Mo Cheng, and at the end of the day, he would still trot to the depths of the dead forest to help Wu Hao.

Xiaobao's speed was getting faster and faster, and Wu Hao's face was getting better and better.

On the fifteenth day, Wu Hao had fully regained consciousness.

It's just that the veins in his body haven't been repaired yet, and there is no cultivation at all, and even the sea of consciousness is broken and always deposited.

On this day, when Xiaobao was about to leave, Wu Hao slowly opened his eyes and saw the back of Xiaobao trotting away.

"Is this kid helping me heal these days?" Wu Hao muttered and fell into a deep sleep again.

Day 20.

Xiaobao, as usual, first took an extra egg under the pretext of bringing breakfast to Master Mo Cheng.

His father and mother did not suspect him, and praised him for becoming more and more sensible.

These days, the changes in Xiaobao's body can be clearly seen, whether it is strength or running speed, it is far beyond that of children of the same age.

Even the intelligence is beyond the average child.

The parents are very happy, and everyone wants their son to become a Chan.

Xiaobao's father is even more so.

He believed that as long as Xiao Bao practiced with the powerful Master Mo Cheng, he could quickly reach a very advanced level of cultivation.

When the time comes, he can join the Demon Realm team, and then go to complete the things he didn't complete back then, and help him fulfill his dream.

……

Xiaobao trotted all the way to Master Mo Cheng's residence.

Today's Master Mo Cheng didn't even practice cross-legged on the roof, but was standing at the door talking to a few adults in black armor, and next to Master Mo Cheng was the white-bearded old village chief.

The old village chief was smiling, he had never seen the old village chief smile before, and his eyes were narrowed into a slit.

Xiaobao walked to Master Mo Cheng's side and listened to Master Mo Cheng talking to the adults in black armor.

"Master Mo Cheng, is there really no one from the Three Realms in your village?" One of the warriors in black armor with a blood-colored sun asked.

"No, I am here every day to guard the entire village, and no one from the Three Realms appears." Mo Cheng said lightly.

"Oh, did any strangers show up?" The warrior in armor then asked.

Mo Cheng groaned for a moment, but still shook his head: "No." ”

At this time, the white feathers in Xiaobao's arms quietly emitted white light, as if they were alert to something.

It wasn't until the warrior in black armor nodded that the glow on the white feathers subsided.

"Well, this time the Demon King personally ordered that there were spies from the Three Realms who had infiltrated the Demon Realm, and they must be found out as soon as possible."

"If you can find the spy, maybe the Demon King will give you the honor of returning to the battlefield again."

Said the warrior with the blood-colored sun on his chest.

Mo Cheng waved his hand lightly and said, "I'll pay attention, everyone, my apprentice is here, and if he wants to start cultivating, he won't be far away." ”

The warrior in black armor with a blood-colored sun on his chest frowned slightly.

He looked down at Xiaobao who was hiding behind Mo Cheng, frowned and nodded: "Okay, I hope you don't fall!" ”

"Come, I'll send you all over!" The village chief hurriedly said with a smile.

"Yes." Several warriors, dressed in armor, spread their senses towards Deadwood Village, then converged and turned to leave.

Mo Cheng stood at the door of his residence, looking at the few soldiers who had left far away, his hands behind his back.

There was a faint aura of a strong man on his body, which made Xiaobao standing behind him even more worshipful.

"Master Mo Cheng is so powerful, he will shine on his body!" Xiao Bao looked at Master Mo Cheng and thought, his eyes were full of adoration.

Mo Cheng stood for a long time, exhaled lightly, and in a flicker, he had already reached the roof, "Xiaobao, come, let's practice." ”

"Yes!" Xiaobao touched the water bag on his waist to make sure that it would not fall, and quickly climbed to the roof through the wooden ladder in the house.

Master Mo Cheng was already sitting cross-legged and was looking at the blood-colored sun in the distance.

Xiaobao didn't say much, and sat cross-legged beside Mo Cheng to continue practicing.

Mo Chengyu glanced at Xiaobao, pondered for a moment, and then closed his eyes, and while talking to Xiaobao about the key to cultivation, he practiced by himself.

Little by little, time passed.

Soon, it was getting dark.

"Master Mo Cheng, that little treasure will go home!" Xiaobao stood up from the roof, bowed to Mo Cheng and said.

Hearing this, Mo Cheng slowly got up, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Recently, a spy from the Three Realms slipped into the Demon Realm to send you back for the teacher. ”

"Huh?" Xiaobao's eyes widened a little surprised.

He suddenly buttoned the corners of his clothes in a hurry.

If Master Mo Cheng sent him back, he wouldn't be able to help that uncle heal today.

"No need, Master Mo Cheng, Xiaobao is very powerful, you can go back alone!" Xiaobao said a little nervously.

Hearing this, Mo Cheng looked at Xiaobao's nervous appearance.

Then he nodded: "Okay, don't play with Xiaohu and them anymore, go home as soon as possible, you know?" ”

Xiaobao nodded happily hurriedly, then climbed down the wooden ladder to the roof, and trotted briskly in the direction of home.

Mo Cheng stood on the roof of the house and watched Xiaobao's figure disappear from sight.

He looked at the sunset in the distance, and then at the dead woods at the setting sun.

Then he slowly stepped into the air, turned into a long rainbow, and followed in the direction of Xiaobao.