Everything happened too fast, as if it was just between the lightning and flint, Mo Yifan, who was sitting on the edge of the courtyard wall, only felt a deep shock in his heart, he only felt that if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes tonight, he wouldn't have believed it if anyone said this.

"Who is this kid?"

Constantly pondering in his heart, he couldn't help but have a deep interest in this young man called Day Dive.

Looking at the mess in the courtyard, there was no pleasure in the heart of the day dive who had just killed a demon, and for some reason a trace of inexplicable sadness rose.

As soon as he put away the long sword in his hand, he turned around and walked in the direction of Mo Yifan, and before he could take one leg out, he closed his eyes and followed the whole person, and fell straight forward as if he had lost his strength.

Seeing that he was about to lie down on top of a broken brick, Mo Yifan supported his body in great pain, flew forward to catch his body, and took him in his arms and sat on the ground.

"Boy, boy!" he gently shook the person in his arms who was already pale, and said softly, "Even if you die, you must return the immortal power and immortal bones to me!"

Although he didn't open his eyes, a shallow smile appeared on his face, and he muttered, "Mo Yifan, why are you so stingy as a sword immortal?"

"Sure enough, I'm still an idiot!"

Looking down at him, Mo Yifan sighed helplessly, stood up and picked up the day dive, and walked next door, for some reason, at this time, there was a warm smile on his originally cold face.

"Qian'er, Qian'er!" Aunt Song called softly.

"Brother Qian, Brother Qian!" "Brother Qian, Brother Qian!" Xiao Hua'er and Xiao Duo'er also stood by the bed, shaking the day dive lying on the bed vigorously, and also called anxiously.

His eyes rolled around his bones, and he felt that someone was pushing him, and he struggled for a long time to open his eyes, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the first thing that caught his eye was the concerned and distressed faces of the mother and daughter of the Song family.

"Song, Aunt Song!" Purssing her somewhat chapped lips, she sat up with her arms propped up, and asked in an extremely hoarse voice, "You, why are you here, are you all right?"

As soon as he woke up, Xiao Duoer threw herself into his arms and cried out with a "wow".

Xiao Hua'er was stunned for a moment, then threw herself into his arms, and said intermittently while crying: "Qian, Brother Qian, you, you scared Hua'er to death!"

"Good girl, aren't I okay?" Although the injuries on his body were still very painful, Tian Qian still gently stroked the heads of the two children, and softly comforted, "Don't cry, don't cry, as long as you're okay!"

Seeing the scene in front of her, Aunt Song's nose was sour, and what she wanted to say choked in her throat, and she sobbed a few times, but she couldn't say a word.

Suddenly, a white figure flashed to the side of the bed, followed by Mo Yifan sat down in style, first raised his hand and gently patted Aunt Song for comfort, while in his other hand, he was holding a medicine bowl, and the mouth of the bowl was still bubbling with a bewitching purple heat.

"Yo, wake up, is there anything uncomfortable?" he said coldly, looking at the person on the bed.

Struggling to support his body, the day diving, who was still immersed in a touch just now, was startled by this person who suddenly appeared, and his hair stood upside down, pulled up the corner of the quilt, covered his body, and almost crawled to the corner of the bed.

lifted the quilt and looked at the underwear that had been changed into at some point, and remembered the situation when Mo Yifan cast a spell on him last night, and subconsciously hugged the padded jacket and wrapped his body tightly and curled up.

"You, you, why are you still here?" he asked, in a trembling voice.

Although his attitude was a little unpleasant, Mo Yifan obviously didn't mean to take this as a grievance, but gently stirred the medicine in the medicine bowl in his hand, moved his body to the bed a few times, and said softly in a calm voice: "Last night, Aunt Song's house and courtyard wall suddenly collapsed somehow, and you ran over to save people when you heard the movement, but you were smashed by the beam under the bed!"

"Yes!" Aunt Song finally found her voice, wiped the tears on her face, and said distressedly, "If it weren't for Qian'er and you saving our mother-in-law, we would have died!"

The house and courtyard walls collapsed?!

Day Diving was shocked by these words and his head was dizzy for a while, if there was no earthquake, how could the courtyard wall of the good end of the house collapse, if it suddenly collapsed, it was the middle of the night, how could he go to save himself?

What's more, it is obvious that there is a demon, and the mother and daughter of the Song family are also clearly attacked and seriously injured, but if the memory is not wrong, how can we explain that they are safe and sound at the moment? If the memory is wrong, then where did this injury come from?

"Aunt Song, you can rest assured!" Mo Yifan put aside the medicine bowl in his hand, took off his cold mask, replaced it with a harmless smiling face of livestock, and said gently, "Look at his appearance, I'm afraid that he has also been frightened, and he still needs to rest!"

Although this was said gently, anyone could hear that there was an "eviction order" in the words, so Aunt Song nodded to him slightly, and pointed to the eggs, meat and snacks she brought on the table, and after a few special instructions, she pulled her two little daughters away.

After sending the mother and daughter back to their home, Mo Yifan turned back to the day's house, entered the day's house, sat on the edge of his bed, and picked up the bowl of strange medicine.

Scooping up a spoonful and putting it to his lips and sipping it gently, as if the temperature was just right, he handed the full spoonful of medicine to the day dive, and said in a semi-commanding tone: "Drink!"

Although he knew that the other party would never harm him, he still grabbed the corner of the quilt vigilantly, his face was slightly red, and asked, "After I fainted last night and last night, what did you, what did you do to me?"

Seeing him like this, Mo Yifan laughed out loud on the spot, coughed lightly twice, a trace of intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth, maintained the posture of holding the medicine, and said: "This medicine is good for you if it is hot, if it is cold, I will also drink you to death!"

Although he knew that he was lying to himself with this sentence, and he didn't answer his own question, and he had only known him for one night, he believed the person in front of him from the bottom of his heart for some reason.

Therefore, facing the spoonful in front of him, he couldn't distinguish the ingredients after smelling it for a long time, and he chose to swallow the spoon in one gulp.

Seeing that he was finally willing to take the medicine, Mo Yifan showed a rather satisfied expression, but the movements in his hands did not stop, but fed him spoonful after spoonful.

Day Qian didn't want to grab the medicine bowl and drink it himself, after all, now he was still in great pain all over his body, so it was better to enjoy the care of others.

Mo Yifan's feeding speed was not fast, and the speed of drinking medicine during the day was also quite slow, but the bowl of medicine still bottomed out quickly, and in the end he was drunk to the point that there was not a drop left.

"This medicine may be more violent!" Standing up, Mo Yifan said as he walked out the door, "Don't be in a hurry to get out of bed first, rest as much as you can!"

"Oh!"

In response, Tian Qian obediently adjusted his sitting posture, leaned on the bed, kneaded his somewhat swollen head a few times, closed his eyes, and wanted to rest for a while, but he didn't know if he was really too tired, or the effect of the previous bowl of medicine, he fell asleep again in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes again, I found that I had returned to my back posture, and the quilt on my body was well covered.

"What is that medicine that works so well?"

Gently moving his body, he found that he had greatly improved, and the injuries on his body were not as painful as before.

Looking along the edge of the bed, Mo Yifan sat on a chair with his head on the edge of the bed and fell asleep deeply.

I didn't notice it before, but it wasn't until this time that I realized that the face that I only thought was handsome and good-looking was crawling with exhaustion.

Cautiously slipped out of bed, found a coat of his own to put on him, and climbed back into the bed during the day, obviously thinking that he was going to continue to close his eyes and recuperate, but as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of the tired face that slept well.

Secretly opened his eyes, and when he wanted to peek at his sleeping face again, he found that Mo Yifan's good-looking eyes were staring at him obliquely, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a smile on his face.

"What's the matter?" Sitting up straight, stretching his arms, stretching slightly, Mo Yifan asked, "Do you feel okay?"

Immediately retracted his gaze, and coughed a few times in embarrassment, Tian Qian nodded and said, "Well, your medicine is very effective, thank you!"

"Oh!" replied casually, Mo Yifan stopped speaking, still maintaining his previous posture, staring intently at the day dive.

I am most afraid of falling into this sudden silence, coupled with the day and night dives that have been accustomed to myself for many years, in the face of this "sword fairy" who has been inserted into his life, he has mixed feelings, and the joy is that at least in a short time, he is no longer alone, and the worry is that the other party is not an ordinary mortal, and he will cause so much trouble as soon as he comes, maybe there will be some waves in his life in the future!

"Ahem!" coughed lightly, he raised his head, thought for a long time, and whispered, "I don't think Aunt Song seems to remember anything, and I obviously remember that they were all injured a lot last night, why can't I see it at all?"

Changed a hand to support the good-looking head, Mo Yifan was very cooperative this time, and said bluntly: "Although I have lost my immortal power, I still have a little bit of cultivation, such as healing that kind of low-level immortal art can still be used, I took advantage of their injuries before they woke up, and by the way, I eliminated the memories about the demon transformation, and when they woke up, I made up a story randomly!"