After falling into a coma, Mo Yan seemed to see another self in a daze, with the same face, the same appearance, and the same clothes as her.

But what is certain is that it is not her, that she is in a place that she has never been to, and she can be sure that it is not "Dream Fairy"!

It is a misty wonderland, covered with snow all year round and plum blossoms.

That one she would sit on the plum tree, humming a little song and shaking her head!

That she would gently lean into the arms of a man in black clothes, muttering something!

What kind of music is she playing with the bamboo flute and the man in the black clothes playing the piano on the side!

......

That person's personality is completely different from her, that she is a gentle and lively girl, and she can be a cold goddess who can't pull a knife at every turn.

It was three months after Mo Yan woke up, and she could vaguely remember that she had dreamed of another girl who looked exactly like her and a man in Xuanyi together.

Mo Yan tried hard to recall, but she couldn't remember the appearance of the man in Xuanyi! she could only vaguely remember that this man was extremely handsome.

She wasn't surprised that she had been in a coma for three months, because the blood in the witch's body was full of strength, and the witch's ability to recover spontaneously was poor.

Plus she's lost a lot of blood herself, and that's all strength!!

It takes a long time to recuperate.

Mo Yan checked his body, he had recovered, and his skills had thawed, Mo Yan was overjoyed and couldn't help but smile.

Naturally, she also noticed that her robe had changed, and it was a man's, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

She had a flash of inspiration, it is better to pretend to be a man by the way and come to a roadblock robbery!

When Chu Yuan heard the movement, he knew that the master was awake.

He was a little annoyed, when he was cultivating in the space these days, he would always inadvertently think of the previous picture, the touch of electricity.

Now that the master must have found out that he had changed her clothes, he was suddenly a little at a loss.

Chu Yuan, who was in a complicated mood, saw Mo Yan, at this time Mo Yan pursed his lips, although the master's face was injured, he could still see that there were two shallow dimples on the side of her mouth, which were very good-looking, and Chu Yuan's mind was a little fluttering.

Mo Yan was stunned when he saw his apprentice.

I haven't seen him for three months, and the apprentice's face has gradually grown, retreating a little immature, and a little more mature.

The apprentice has grown taller again, and he can't happily touch his head and kill him!

Mo Yan, who was inexplicably angry, thought of this stupid apprentice again, he had encountered mortal danger before, and he was incapable, why didn't he hide in the space, and let himself hurt his muscles and bones for many days.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became!

The apprentice is too good-looking, he can't do it, what can he do if it's swollen?

Mo Yan suddenly thought of the mentally retarded dog baby before, and suddenly summoned it to beat him up and relieve his anger.

The baby dog squinted, continued to roll up, and put his little head on his tail to continue sleeping. The sleeping baby dog was violently beaten.

Baby Dog: It's a day of the dog!

Seeing the innocent baby dog lying on the gun, Chu Yuan quickly came back to his senses, and called Master solemnly from the bottom of his heart for the first time.

Mo Yan, who saw the beauty of his apprentice, surrendered again and decided to forgive him for his stupidity.

This is a boss who looks at his face and does things!

Mo Yan thought about what to say, should I say that you are stupid? or are you too beautiful? It doesn't seem normal.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Yan continued to remain cold, and said indifferently: "The body and cultivation of the master have recovered, and now I am a little hungry, let's go out and eat a roast rabbit!" ”

For foodie Mo Yan, eating is to eat, and revenge is also to be avenged.