Mu Shuning lay on the bed for two days, and was finally able to walk on his own, but his joints were still stiff everywhere, and his walking posture was quite strange.

As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, he saw Yan Qingshi giving him a wheelchair.

As soon as Mu Shuning saw the wheelchair that had begun to take shape, his eyes were split, if he wasn't immobile now, he could really kick the wheelchair away.

"Yan Qingshi, what are you doing with a wheelchair for me?" Mu Shuning is so bold now that he actually calls Yan Qingshi's name.

Yan Qing didn't feel anything, and took those tools away for fear of hurting Mu Shuning, and then replied to him: "You have been inconvenient lately, and you are bored after staying in the house for a long time, I want to make you a means of transportation." ”

Mu Shuning said almost viciously: "Why do you have so much time, you don't care about Jingqiong Mountain?" You don't care about the Heavenly Dao people? ”

Listening to Mu Shuning's words, Yan Qingshi smiled faintly: "I'm not worried about Jingqiong Mountain, there are elders staring, it doesn't matter without me, Mu Qiu of the Heavenly Dao people has already started to take my place, and my burden is much lighter." ”

"I also have time to spend more time with you."

When he said this, his heart was full of Mu Shuning, and what he said was what he really wanted to do after thinking about it for a long time and from the bottom of his heart.

He hoped that one day, he would be able to unload all his burdens and find a good place to be surrounded by mountains and rivers, away from things that sounded annoying.

There was a breeze blowing, carrying the fresh smell of grass and trees, flowing between the two.

Mu Shuning wanted to choke him a few words against Yan Qingshi's words, but in the eye contact between the two of them, each other's meaning was already clear.

Mu Shuning really longed for that kind of life, so much so that in the end, he blurted out: "Then you take me." ”

Yan Qingshi's gaze became extremely gentle at that moment, and all the tenderness and indulgence in his life was probably given to Mu Shuning alone.

"Okay."

Mu Shuning finally sat in the wheelchair quite aggrieved, and Yan Qingshi automatically stood behind and pushed the wheelchair forward for him.

Mu Shuning kept hypnotizing herself: I'm just having inconvenient legs and feet, not waste. I read it back and forth more than ten times before I was satisfied, and looked around.

After so many years, Wan Jianfeng has not changed much.

His room back then was still a study, and he proposed to change it back, but Yan Qingshi directly refused, and the original words were like this.

"Isn't the bed in my room enough for you to turn over?"

Mu Shuning covered his lips and snickered, his heart was so soft that he couldn't look like it.

Chu Yuqing's room was converted into a utility room, the house of "Qin Yuxing" was torn down, and a small lake was built in the vacant land.

There are no other changes, these small changes are pleasing to Mu Shuning's eyes.

Yan Qingshi suddenly said behind him, "Why don't you ask about Luo Zhu's situation?" ”

Mu Shuning's heart staggered.

He had been so nourishing in the past two days that he directly forgot about Luo Zhu.

"What's wrong with him?"

The words that accompanied the question were an extremely ominous premonition.

Yan Qingshi sighed and explained all the things that happened to Luo Zhu to Mu Shuning.

After hearing this, Mu Shuning was shocked and angry, his anger and blood surged, and he almost got up from his wheelchair.

"Luo Zhu, is he crazy?"

Yan Qingshi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The more Mu Shuning thought about it, the more angry he became, and angrily pounded the armrest of the wheelchair, and the strength of his hand almost collapsed the newly made wheelchair.

"I'm going to the Xuanyue Poison Sect."

This time it was Yan Qing's turn to be surprised.

"It's windy and sandy there, what are you doing there?"

"Find that little rabbit and talk about it."

Yan Qingshi resolutely refused to let go, saying that his body had not yet healed and he couldn't afford to toss.

Mu Shuning didn't listen, all his qi and blood rushed into his brain, and he said with red eyes that he wanted to see if Luo Zhu was dead.

Yan Qingshi couldn't do anything about him, and he couldn't leave the Silent Dome for too long now, and there were too many things accumulated in the sect for him to leave.

Mu Shuning argued again that he had to go over, but he had no choice but to persuade him to let him wait until his body was better before leaving, otherwise he would not be able to teach Luo Zhu a lesson when the time came.

Mu Shuning's eyes widened, and he felt that what he said in his romance also made a little sense.

Mu Shuning was like a little animal waiting to be smoothed at the moment, rubbed his back and pinched his neck by Yan Qingshi, and smoothed out the fried hairs one by one.

"Little Fried Mao" even snored.

Mu Shuning finally agreed to Yan Qingshi's proposal with great distraction.

After half a month, Mu Shuning's body was finally completely healed, and he was a good man again

He couldn't sit still for a day, and on the day he could move around freely, he clamored to go to the Xuanyue Poison Sect.

At that time, Yan Qingshi was entangled by the matter of the Taixu Secret Realm that was about to be opened, and he was too busy to leave, looking at Mu Shuning's appearance, he sighed deeply, and it was a negotiated tone: "Wait for two more days, okay?" ”

Mu Shuning was categorical: "No." ”

Yan Qingshi: "......"

I'm so used to it that I can't even fight.

Yan Qingshi knew that Mu Shuning was worried about Luo Zhu, but he was too worried that Mu Shuning would have an accident on the way, so he was entangled for a while, and his eyes looked at Mu Shuning with a little more grievance that he usually had.

The moment he saw that look, Mu Shuning even suspected that something was wrong with his eyes.

Yan Qingshi finally relented: "Then when do you want to leave?" ”

Mu Shuning looked at Yan Qingshi's expression, pondering in his heart, and tried to delay the time a little: "Then tomorrow morning." ”

Yan Qingshi accepted his fate: "Okay." ”

There is no need to say anything superfluous.

That night, Mu Shuning couldn't sleep at all, and he couldn't think of Yan Qingshi's face full of loss and loneliness during the day, and after all, he couldn't bear it, so he took out the wooden stick that was sharpened in the Heavenly Dao people, and continued to carve it in the faint candlelight.

These days, when he is recuperating his body, as long as he has time, he will take it out and carve it carefully, and today, it is only a finish.

Mu Shuning was engrossed in carrying the knife, and the lines were smooth and beautiful.

But suddenly, the door was pushed open, Mu Shuning didn't hear any movement, after feeling the change in light caused by the jump of the candle flame, he looked up in amazement, and the knife in his hand was suddenly misplaced, leaving a small oblique pit.

"Yan ...... Yan Qingshi? ”

Yan Qingshi was in good spirits, not at all like staying up late to deal with official business, his eyes flashed: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Mu Shuning pursed her lips: "I can't sleep." ”

"What's in your hand?"

Mu Shuning wanted to cover up, and shrank his hand behind him: "No...... Nothing. ”

Yan Qingshi's eyes narrowed.

Mu Shuning broke the gong in an instant, and sent out the small wooden pieces and knives that were being carved: "That's it, there's nothing." ”

Afraid that Yan Qing would misunderstand, Mu Shuning explained: "I just carved the little things to play with, and I was going to give them to you after carving." ”

Hearing that he was going to send it to himself, Yan Qingshi's eyes instantly burst into light, he walked a few steps, walked to Mu Shuning's bedside, and said, "Send me?" ”

When Mu Shuning looked up at Yan Qingshi, by the faint candlelight, he saw the brightness in Yan Qingshi's eyes.

Mu Shuning was stunned.

He thought about it carefully, for so many years, when he just said that he liked Yan Qing, but in the end, he never gave him anything, but he blindly talked about hatred and hatred.

couldn't help it, Mu Shuning felt some guilt in his heart.

Yan Qingshi knew what he was thinking, stretched out his arms, and took Mu Shuning into his arms: "We still have a long way to go, and there are many opportunities, and there is no reason to mention the past at every turn." ”

Mu Shuning obediently leaned his whole body in front of Yan Qingshi's chest, and the whole person nestled into Yan Qingshi's arms.

Yan Qingshi smiled at the corner of his mouth, feeling a different kind of satisfaction.

And Mu Shuning leaned on his big humanoid cushion and felt warm.

Mu Shuning leaned his head on Yan Qingshi's shoulder, smiled and took out the small wooden pieces he had carved for many days, and shook it in front of Yan Qingshi's eyes as if playfully: "Look, Master Yan, who do you guess this ugly person is?" ”

Yan Qingshi's eyes were full of pampering, and he smiled: "It's you who is ugly? ”

That little wooden piece is a small wooden man, and now this "ugly" one is held in Mu Shuning's hand, his facial features are blurred, and he can barely see that it is a face.

Mu Shuning smiled ill-willedly: "How can I be, I am so beautiful, handsome, and I carved it myself, do you think I can carve myself so ugly?" ”

Yan Qing said stupidly: "Who is that?" ”

Mu Shuning snorted with a smile: "I will never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep." ”

Yan Qingshi chuckled lowly.

Mu Shuning showed Yan Qingshi this ugly thing, and showed him his "finely crafted" self.

Yan Qingshi held the little wooden figure in his hand and didn't let go.

Mu Shuning was anxious: "Eh, this is my own, take your own one." ”

Yan Qingshi didn't say a word, and directly put the precious place of the little wooden man into his chest.

Mu Shuning: "......"

Today, Mu Shuning found out that Yan Qingshi could be so unreasonable.

Early the next morning, a large base system set small prohibition, a large formation set small formation, a death formation trapped formation, a defensive enchantment, and so on, and a spirit ship was set into a "mille-feuille".

Mu Shuning flew to the Xuanyue Poison Sect in helplessness and amusement and a little moved.

Vegetables and fruits in the Great Northwest are very precious, and when they arrived at the Xuanyue Poison Sect, Mu Shuning ate meat every day, and his chin was visibly rounded with the naked eye.

And Luo Zhu's condition is far better than he imagined, and the dantian has also been carefully recuperated by Wu Moyu, and it has improved, and after three years and five years of cultivation, it is no different before he is injured.

After Mu Shuning got through Luo Zhu, he began to live a life of eating meat with peace of mind.

It's just that Luo Zhu's mood has always been not very good, Mu Shuning knows that Baili Ji hurts him a lot, and this injury is enough for Luo Zhu to have a long memory.

This kind of thing is the most discouraged.

Mu Shuning sighed, and could only accompany Luo Zhu, staring at him all the time, afraid that something would happen to him.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

There are constantly urgent letters from Jing Qiong, all of which are sent by Xiao Qingyu.

There is something on it that says "something, return quickly", and it also says that Yan Qingshi is sick and needs him to go back to take a look.

Mu Shuning was all surprised, these words, the ghost believed.

Until the last letter came, Mu Shuning looked at it and laughed directly.

It reads: "Shu Ning, come back quickly, now the quiet dome mountain is plagued by a certain empty nest old man." ”

Mu Shuning couldn't help but smile and endure hard, Luo Zhu looked at him like that, and knew that it must be Yan Qingshi who came to urge, so he persuaded Mu Shuning to go back.

But before he could say anything, someone came to spread the word that a distinguished guest had come.

Luo Zhu was quite puzzled, how could there be any distinguished guests from the Xuanyue Poison Sect.

Mu Shuning was not in a hurry: "It's okay, I'll go out and have a look." ”

He could think with his toes that it was Yan Qingshi who came.

Mu Shuning was about to push open the door, but the door was pulled open from the outside.

A tall figure stood outside against the light, his face was as cold as water, but all his guards and cold masks disappeared without a trace in the moment when he saw Mu Shuning open the door.

He laughed.

Mu Shuning was a little stunned.

Yan Qingshi's appearance is actually very handsome, with a heroic face, with coldness and majesty.

Mu Shuning also smiled: "Yo, here?" ”

Yan Qingshi opened his arms and was quiet. The whole person standing there is a painting of the quiet years.

Mu Shuning rushed towards Yan Qingshi in an instant, and her flowing black hair spread behind him.

Yan Qing smiled at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"I'll take you home."

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