Chapter Twenty-Seven: Are You Mine?

The first thing Mo Qi did when he was injured was to go to Mu Ling. She hasn't forgotten who is the culprit who instructed Qian Yu to arrest her.

When Mo Qi stood at the gate of the courtyard where Mu Ling had lived before, Mo Qi was a little stunned, Mu Ling was no longer here.

Hmph, you Mu Ling, you know that the matter is revealed, you will slip away, this account, aunt and grandmother, I will write it down for you first, the future will be long, even if you are the daughter of the Emperor Dongyue, what if you are Qingxia Yuanjun? Dare to calculate me Mo Qi, you have to be unlucky!

Mo Qi snorted at the door and turned to leave.

When Mo Qi tiptoed past the door of Nanchen's study, he was still exposed by Hetong.

He Tong looked at Mo Qi from a distance and waved his hand, "Xiao Qi, over here, Jun Shanggang asked me to find you." ”

Mo Qi pursed his lips and lowered his head stupidly, "What are you looking for me." ”

Hetong looked at her and was a little puzzled, Mo Qi was all smiling when he heard that the king was looking for her, what happened now?

"The gentleman didn't say anything, just let me bring you to the study. As he spoke, he opened the door of the study for Mo Qi, and said inside, "Your Majesty, Xiao Qi is here." Then he turned back to Mo Qi and made a gesture of please.

Mo Qi gave him a blank look and walked in.

"Ahem, ahem, what are you looking for me. Mo Qi sat on a chair a little far away from Nanchen. Ever since Mo Qi recovered from his injuries, he had been avoiding Nanchen, afraid that he would catch himself to cultivate.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Mo Qi, following the fifteen hundred years of Taixu Zhenren, cultivation is really too hard, not only has he not eaten up, but he also climbs mountains and trees every day, and in order to train his speed, he has to go to the waterfall with a big stone tied to his leg to practice swimming. Mo Qi's scalp is still numb when he thinks about it now.

Nanchen was holding a book in his hand, and when he heard Mo Qi's voice, he slowly raised his head, "What are you doing sitting so far away." ”

"What are you looking for me, I'll go back first if there's nothing to do," Mo Qi rubbed his shoulders and pretended to say, "My shoulder hurts a little." ”

Nanchen put down the scroll, "Did you go to Mu Ling's courtyard?"

Boss Mo Qi was unhappy, "Why did it become her Mu Ling's courtyard?" It was the other courtyard of Shaoyang Mansion, she only lived for a few days, and it became her courtyard?"

Nanchen looked up at her a little strangely.

Mo Qi's face was a little red, but he still grabbed Nanchen's hand and didn't let go, "Look, look at what." I'm following your theory. What's wrong?"

Nanchen held his forehead with his other hand, and he found that this kitten had become more and more unreasonable since he woke up.

"Okay, if I said the wrong thing," Nanchen raised his eyes to look at her, "Then what are you going to do in the other courtyard?"

Mo Qi was stunned for a moment, she didn't want Nanchen to be embarrassed, although she was framed by Mu Ling's design, but Nanchen was taught and raised by Emperor Dongyue after all, although his attitude towards Mu Ling has always been very cold, but if he told her that he was designed by Mu Ling, I am afraid that for the sake of Emperor Dongyue's face, Nanchen would not be able to do anything about Mu Ling. Moreover, it's one thing not to say that Nanchen doesn't know, if he says it, but Nanchen has nothing to do with Mu Ling as he wants, then I'm afraid that I will feel even more uncomfortable at that time.

After thinking about it, Mo Qi still decided to forget it. From childhood to adulthood, Mo Qi has been accustomed to standing up for herself, she doesn't need people around her to fight for her, even if this person is Nanchen, Mo Qi still thinks, forget it.

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi and didn't speak for a long time, and he had already guessed in his heart that she was going to settle accounts with Mu Ling, but he didn't poke her. He didn't want Mo Qi to know that he used the forbidden technique for her, he broke the tendons and tendons of the demon clan prince for her, he almost killed Mu Ling for her, and he took spinal cord essence blood refining medicine for her. He didn't want Mo Qi to have a burden and a burden when facing him, he hoped that Mo Qi could be like now, without heart and lungs, just be happy.

Although Nanchen was a little strange about why he was in such a mood, he himself attributed this to the owner's feelings towards his pet.

"I walked around casually, thinking that I hadn't seen Mu Ling for a long time, and I missed her a little. Mo Qi let go of Nanchen's hand and walked back to the chair farthest away from Nanchen.

"Do you miss her?" Nanchen raised his eyebrows, looking at Mo Qihong's little ears, feeling cute.

"Yes, I miss her, without her dangling in front of my eyes, life is too comfortable, and I am a little unaccustomed. Mo Qi sat down on the chair and swayed his legs.

"Then you will have to get used to it slowly in the future," Nanchen got up and walked to Mo Qi's side, "She will not appear in front of you again in the future." ”

"You won't appear in front of me again?" Mo Qi sat up straight, "Why?"

"You acted so well, she felt that the relationship between the two of us was like glue, and there was no room for her to intervene, so I felt bored, so I went back to Taishan. Nanchen sat down in the chair beside her.

"Hmm? Mo Qi nodded. Good for you, Mu Ling, I found a good excuse after hurting me.

"Does your shoulder still hurt?" Nanchen turned to look at her.

"No, it doesn't hurt. Mo Qi looked at Nanchen with a confused expression.

Mo Qi, who was surrounded by Nanchen Qiqi, had long since remembered the excuse she made when she first came in and was afraid that Nanchen would arrest her for cultivation.

Looking at Nanchen's inquiring eyes, as if to prove it, he shook his arm, "The ointment you gave me is easy to use, and after using it for a few days, it will be cured a long time ago, and it doesn't even leave a scar." ”

Nanchen had a smile in his eyes, "Sure enough, the recovery is good, then start your cultivation today." ”

Mo Qi's crotch instantly lowered his face, "Can you re-say what you just said." ”

"Start your cultivation today. Nanchen said.

"Not that. Mo Qi looked at him eagerly.

Nanchen raised an eyebrow.

"That's it, you asked me if my shoulder still hurts. "Mo Qi is good at it.

"You say it doesn't hurt. Nanchen seemed to see through Mo Qi's mind and looked at her with a smile.

Mo Qi saw that the routine Nanchen was hopeless, and slumped on the chair with a whimper, looking at the beam, it seemed that she couldn't hide, but she really didn't want to cultivate.

Nanchen took Mo Qi to the bamboo forest where he usually practiced swords.

"In addition to meditating and cultivating the inner breath and qi every day, your set of copper bells is beautiful to dance, but it is not lethal, from today onwards, with me practicing the sword. Nanchen pulled the ink hair behind his head, picked up a piece of green bamboo, turned into a bamboo sword in his hand in three or two, and handed it to Mo Qi.

Mo Qi took the bamboo sword and looked left and right, but it was very easy and easy.

"You watch me practice first. Nanchen tied the wide cuffs with ribbons, and the hem of the robe was tied on either side of the waist. Walk to the clearing.

He turned into the Blue Sword and began to dance. The sword style has changed from simple to complex, as chic and wanton as a swimming dragon, the sword flower is flipped, the sword wind can be heard in the wind, Nanchen is moving around, and the sword style slowly becomes sharp.

Nanchen turned around and shook the bamboo leaves with his palm, and then turned around and tossed, but in an instant, the bamboo leaves did not fall, and all of them were tattooed on the Qingying Sword.

Nanchen took the sword style and turned to look at Mo Qi.

"You don't have to learn everything, learn the ...... first" Before he finished speaking, he only saw Mo Qi hook the corners of his lips, and slowly walked into the open space, raising his eyebrows like Nanchen, brushing the bamboo sword in his hand, and began to dance.

The action photo is more flexible and delicate than Nanchen, and the corners of the skirt dance gently against the wind, flipping and moving, and the starting and falling styles are exactly the same.

Nanchen was a little surprised, he didn't expect Mo Qi to have such a high talent.

"Nanchen, help me shake off some bamboo leaves. Mo Qi looked back at Nanchen Dao.

Nanchen raised his palm and shook off some bamboo leaves.

Mo Qi tapped her toes, quickly shuttling between the fallen leaves, the bamboo sword seemed to be alive in her hand, and every time she took out the sword and closed the sword, it stabbed the bamboo leaf accurately.

Tattooing all the bamboo leaves on the bamboo sword, Mo Qi also took the formula, raised his other hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, walked in front of Nanchen with a smile, shook the bamboo sword in his hand, and said as if pleading: "How is it?

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi, whose cheeks were flushed, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Amazing." ”

Mo Qi was like a child who got candy, and his smile deepened, "Hey, if I hadn't been injured, it would be even more powerful than this." As he spoke, he pinned the bamboo sword to his waist and stretched out his hand.

There was a cyan bamboo leaf lying quietly in the palm of his hand, Mo Qi pouted, "Look, I didn't hit a bamboo leaf when I fell it, if I hadn't been injured, it wouldn't have been like this." ”

Nanchen gently picked up the bamboo leaf in Mo Qi's hand, "Is it the first time you've seen this set of swordsmanship?" ”

Mo Qi nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Nanchen quietly put the bamboo leaves into his cuffs, "It's nothing, you are extremely talented, this set of swordsmanship is called 'Broken Flower Sword Technique', the sword style is complicated, and the moves are fast, accurate and ruthless, you can finish it all the first time, and you practice it so well, it is indeed very powerful." ”

Mo Qi grinned, "Of course, who am I, I am a dignified ......" Sensing that something was wrong, Mo Qi touched his nose, "I am a dignified Shaoyang Mansion Mo Qi, who was personally taught by you Nanchen, and there is a reason why I can't learn it." ”

Nanchen nodded her forehead, "Optics is not good, you still have to remember every sword style, the accuracy of every move, and practice, even if your cultivation is not high, but with this set of swordsmanship, you can still protect yourself." ”

Mo Qi nodded, "Then let's continue to practice?"

Mo Qi didn't expect that cultivating with Nanchen was just practicing swords, which was too trivial for her. They tanuki clan is good at learning and physical skills, I think back then, even Taixu Zhenren praised her for her intelligence and high consciousness, and she was afraid that if she was given a hard weapon like a sword, gun, sword and halberd, she would learn too quickly, but neglected to practice.

However, this broken flower sword technique is indeed the first time she has seen it, but she has learned another vine cutting sword technique from Taixu Zhenren before, there is not much difference between the two, the emphasis is on fast, accurate and ruthless, and several sword styles are similar, it is because she discovered the mystery when she watched Nanchen dance sword from the beginning.

Nanchen shook his head, "It's enough for you to be greedy and chew more, it's enough for you to remember this whole set of sword techniques today, and after you go back, you can practice it a few times in your mind, and tomorrow I will guide you one by one on the precise changes of each sword style." ”

Nanchen was already out of breath when he saw her practice a complete set of swordsmanship, thinking that she didn't have any cultivation in the first place, and she was recovering from a major injury, so she didn't want to be too strict with her.

And, most importantly, since the last incident, Nanchen has made up her mind that she will not let her walk around alone in the future.

"Okay," Mo Qi clapped his hands, "Then will we go back now?"

Nanchen looked at her for a while, "Don't go back yet, I'll take you somewhere." ”

"Where is it?" Mo Qi's eyes lit up.

"You'll know when you go. Nanchen smiled.