After listening to Mo Yifan's serious explanation, Tian Qian nodded thoughtfully, no wonder Aunt Song didn't remember the demon transformation at all, and no wonder they really thought that their house had collapsed.

However, after thinking about it, he was shocked that there seemed to be some suspicious points, so he asked: "No, since you can heal their injuries, why don't I have any medical treatment for my injuries, and I still need to drink medicine?"

"Tut-t-" Mo Yifan sighed slightly, shook his head, showed a rather embarrassed expression, and said: "Didn't I say before, my immortal power and immortal bones were taken away by you, and after killing the demons, they seem to have merged with you, therefore, you are not an extraordinary fetal body now, but have turned into an immortal body, and with the rest of my cultivation skills, I can't heal you at all!"

"Ahem, cough, cough-" coughed a few times, day Qian licked his dry lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you a sword immortal, you crossed me with immortal power last night, but it was just urgent, and you were in a hurry, why don't you take them back?"

Glancing at him, Mo Yifan did not answer his words immediately, but stood up and walked to the table, lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea, returned to the bedside, and handed over the teacup in his hand.

staring at him in a daze, it took a long time for day to realize that he was actually thirsty, after taking the teacup, he immediately drank it, and soon a cup of tea entered his stomach, and the refreshing fragrance of tea moistened his throat, day dive felt that the whole person seemed to be a lot refreshed.

Seeing him drink like this, Mo Yifan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything, just added another cup and handed it to him, then returned to the table and sat down, poured himself a glass, and drank it slowly.

"Thank you!" This time the day dive also followed his example, slowly drank it, and continued to ask, "I see that you have recovered a lot from your injuries, I don't want this fairy power and fairy bones, you can take it back!"

"That's reasonable!" Sipping the edge of the teacup, Mo Yifan said thoughtfully, "I want to take it back, but I also need to get it back!"

His words made the day dive hear it in a fog, and he didn't understand why he couldn't take it back since he could get over, so he looked at Mo Yifan with a puzzled and inquiring look.

Being stared at by this kind of stare was a little uncomfortable, Mo Yifan helplessly held his delicate forehead, and sighed: "You don't need to look at me like this, I tried many times last night, but I didn't succeed!"

"Try! pass! many!" "Day's dive just took a sip of tea in his mouth, and then sprayed it all over the ground, raised his left hand to cover his lips, didn't care about wiping off the droplets, and said vaguely, "You, you, you last night—"

Looking at Mo Yifan, who was smiling and noncommittal in front of him, he couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and the roots of his ears turned red unconsciously, and the second half of the words "kiss me" choked in his throat and couldn't say it, and finally he was forced to hold back.

Putting the teacup in his hand on the table, Mo Yifan suddenly raised his sword eyebrows slightly, jumped on the bed in a flash, and pressed the still somewhat weak day under him, and pinched his small and good-looking chin with one left hand.

"Why, if you don't believe me, let's try again!"

After saying this, he really attached himself, a pair of thin and good-looking lips approached the day all the way, a few strands of long black hair fell inadvertently, and those slightly closed eyes made people can't help but feel rapid heartbeat.

All this happened too suddenly, and as soon as he felt his hand on the edge of the bed loosen, the teacup fell to the ground with a crisp "pop". Knowing that he should immediately jump up and pick up the guy on his body, beat him up and throw him out of the house, he still swallowed his saliva stiffly, and then he got up violently and pushed Mo Yifan directly under the bed.

"You, stay away from me!" he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his violently undulating chest, and he pointed at the person on the ground and shouted.

Mo Yifan, who had already sat back at the table in a flash, was not at all disgusted by his attitude, but said coldly: "Hmph, if you don't want to try, then there is no way, so I have to stay here until I get back the immortal power and immortal bones!"

Obviously, he said it so lightly, and the expression on his face was so indifferent, but he felt that there was a faint signal of danger in the fleeting moment in his eyes.

So, he said vigilantly: "Looking at your appearance, it seems that there is some conspiracy!"

Putting the teacup in his hand on the table, Mo Yifan spread his hands in front of him, and said innocently: "There is no conspiracy, but there is one that you need help to succeed!"

Although he looked harmless at this time, and he had fought for his own life to turn into a demon before, he muttered in his heart that this "favor" in his mouth was not easy to help, but he didn't say it, just stared at him fixedly.

He didn't say anything, but his mind was in a mess, and Mo Yifan secretly used a "psychic technique" early in the morning to see his inner thoughts clearly.

After taking a sip of tea, Mo Yifan nodded and said, "You guessed it right, this busy situation is really a bit dangerous!"

"You—You know what I'm thinking?"

Pointing to himself, Mo Yifan combed his hair casually, and said: "I have no power to kill demons now, but there is far more than one demon in the mortal dust, since you have my immortal power and immortal bones, I need to ask you to do it for you!"

"I'll punish you for the demon?"

When he asked this sentence, he couldn't believe his ears.

"Not bad!" After taking another sip of tea, Mo Yifan still said coldly, "I will help you from the side, but you also need to protect me." ”

"Why?" asked Daydive, his eyes almost rounded.

Playing with the teacup in his hand, Mo Yifan thought about it for a while, and replied: "I am no different from mortals now, I only have some basic immortal arts left, and I can't return to the Xuan Court, not to mention——"

Seeing that he was halfway through his words, he stopped with a look of embarrassment, and asked anxiously, "Say, what's more?"

Putting the already empty teacup back on the table, Mo Yifan stared at him and said helplessly: "Why do you think you were staring at you before turning into a demon?"

I wanted to wait for the answer but received a rhetorical question, and after thinking about it for a while, I shook my head and said bluntly: "I don't know!"

His attitude seemed to make Mo Yifan very useful, so he didn't make much trouble, and said: "The demon gluttony is because you want to improve your cultivation by eating, you yourself have an inexplicably powerful immortal power, if you can eat you, it will definitely increase your cultivation greatly!"

"Then what does this have to do with you?" Tian Qian heard the fog, and asked curiously, "You are no longer able to punish demons, and I don't want to do it for you, then the demons are coming at me again, and I also have the ability to protect myself, and they won't look for you, why should I protect you?"

Helplessly holding his forehead, Mo Yifan showed an expression of looking at an "idiot", and said: "Even if we lose the immortal power fairy bones, our sword immortal is also the best choice for the most daunting but eager to turn demons!"

Hearing this, even a fool can know how to hear the reason, not to mention that he is as smart as a day dive, plus he has experienced the demon transformation before, he knows this truth.

"According to what you say, I'm already easy to recruit demons here, plus one of you, I'm afraid that this demon will not be able to kill it all, right?"

Thinking that in the days to come, he would probably want to eat and live with this "troublemaker" immortal, and when he heard the words, he seemed to have to "go out and go in and out" with himself, so he couldn't help but feel a little secretly beating in his heart, and faintly felt that the peaceful life was only going to say goodbye to himself forever.

"So to speak!" Mo Yifan said bluntly without the slightest concealment.

After bowing his head and pondering for a moment, the day dive slowly raised his head, and there was a cold light flowing in his red eyes.

"Well, if you want to live here, I'm willing to protect you!" he said with an expressionless face, "But, if you complete the Sword Immortal mission for you to kill the demon, you will be spared!"

"What?" before bringing the teacup filled with water to his lips, Mo Yifan asked with an unbelievable raised eyebrows.

Taking a deep breath, Day Diver said seriously again: "I said, I don't want to do anything for you Sword Immortal Killing Demon Transformation!"

Taking a sip of tea, Mo Yifan asked puzzledly, "But you obviously didn't know last night—"

"Last night I was to save Aunt Song's children, they were so good to me, plus the demon was coming at me, I don't want to affect the people around me!" interrupted his words, Tian Qian bit his lower lip and continued, "But, I have seen the power of the demon now, and I know how many pounds and taels I have, not to mention that I am the only one left in the day family now, I can't be a savior hero, and I don't want to be, many people have never done anything for me, and I don't want to give up this life for some irrelevant people!"

"Hmm!" Nodding slightly, he drank all the tea in the cup, Mo Yifan seemed to know this answer by heart, and said lightly, "It's okay!"

With that, he gently put the empty teacup in his hand on the table, stood up and put down a sentence to the day dive who was still sitting on the bed, "You have a good rest", and turned to leave.

I thought that he would be very angry and ask himself, or he would be serious about his understanding and reasoning, which can be regarded as the reaction of a normal person when he is rejected, but everything may not have happened, he agreed so easily, but it made the day dive uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

sat silently watching Mo Yifan's back disappear at the door of the room, the sunlight outside the door shrouded his body, and there seemed to be a faint layer of loneliness in it.

"He's a sword immortal, I'm not!" Looking at the door that had been closed, he lay down on the bed as if he was blocked by air, covered the quilt on his face, and muttered to himself, "What does it matter to me to kill demons and punish evil!"