107. Carry the Cold War to the end

But halfway up her hand, thinking of the injuries on her body, she had to give up, and when she thought of the suffering she suffered during this period, Mu Feng's heart was also a little unhappy.

"Yun An, look at you who got this injury back, if you say that there is no fluctuation in your heart when you see it at night, it means that he doesn't care about you at all, it's because he cares too much, so he can't keep his senses. Even if you are not reborn with your original memories, you should be able to see clearly that the night is sincere to you. ”

Yun An tilted his head to the side, obviously still angry.

Mu Feng dragged a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Yun An and said earnestly: "Although I am as angry as the night, I still choose to respect your choice."

Whether it's in the last life or now, you're used to being independent, and I know you're not used to being protected, but there's no way! Our group of big men, we can't even protect you little girl, how embarrassing is it to spread it? ”

Although it was out of place, Yun An was still amused by Mu Feng's words, this smile, the tears were completely stopped, and Mu Feng was relieved in his heart.

"That's it! Don't cry! Mu Feng took out a tissue and handed it to Yun An, a smile appeared on his face. Tell me, what did you think of this trip? ”

Yun An wiped his tears, still pouted, and replied sullenly: "It's about the same as I guessed, that grandma made such a request in order to stimulate my ability." After this trip, although it didn't take long, my senses, strain, and speed have greatly improved, and I still have a lot of mantras in my head, and I still can't cast some of them, but I can occasionally release the magic to deal with it by instinct. ”

"This is because you don't have enough internal strength to dominate them, go back and let the Night Sect teach you the method of pranayama, and I think you will soon be able to have one or two points of strength back then."

"Who wants him to teach!" Speaking of Mo Zhiye, Yun An was angry, then turned his head and asked in an unkind tone: "Didn't you be the patriarch of the Xuan clan?" Isn't it more appropriate for you to teach? ”

Mu Feng shrugged: "You underestimate my grandfather's love for the night too much, I will, the night will." If it weren't for the fact that my grandfather was the patriarch of the previous generation of the Xuan clan, I even wondered if his old man was still secretly teaching other things behind my back! ”

Yun An frowned and asked confusedly, "What does this have to do with whether you teach me or not?" ”

"Of course it does! I have been your teacher at night, he knows you best, and it is definitely more appropriate for him to teach you again! ”

Yun An rolled his eyes, was blindfolded, hid in the quilt and threw down the sentence sullenly: "I'm sleepy!" "I don't want to deal with people anymore.

Mu Feng reluctantly went out, ready to do the ideological work on Mo Zhiye's side.

Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther away from the door, Yun An got out of the quilt and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

The more I think about it, the more angry I become, the more irritated I become. Thinking of Mo Zhiye's words, Yun An felt extremely aggrieved.

"What do you want him to do! Ignore him as a puppy! Yun An muttered childishly, was overcovered, and went to sleep!

Because Yun'an needed to recuperate, his return to the human world was delayed for a few days.

For three whole days, Mo Zhiye couldn't set foot in Yun An's door again, and even when he came in to change his medicine, he was kicked out by Yun An.

For fear that she would be involved in the wound, Mu Feng had no choice but to let Mo Zhiye stay away and choose two ingenious banshees from the demon clan to come in, so that Yun An'an was born.

Mo Zhiye also thought about sneaking in in the middle of the night, but although Yun An was injured, his senses were much sharper than before, and as soon as he came in, Yun An opened his eyes. She wouldn't make a move on him, but she would walk out with her pillow in her arms without saying a word. He refused to say a word to him, and he didn't want to hear a word.

In the end, it was always Mo Zhiye, and after two consecutive nights, he didn't want to play such a little trick to disturb her to rest.

The most difficult thing in the middle is Mu Feng, although Mo Zhiye lost his breath after the night and knew that his words were inappropriate, but he never had the opportunity to apologize in front of Yun An, so Mo Zhiye, who was crowded in his room every night, was also terriblely gloomy.

Who is he messing with?

Mu Feng thought very sadly, and also wanted to do Yun An's ideological work, but as soon as he heard him mention the matter of Mo Zhiye, Yun An's face immediately changed, and he yelled at him and drove him out of the room, but he refused to listen to him.

In the end, Mu Feng was out of luck, and looked at Mo Zhiye angrily and said: "The pit you dug yourself, fill it up yourself!" ”

If you have to be quick to speak for a while, you are satisfied, right? Retribution is coming soon, right?

Five days later, Yun An's injuries were all healed, and he went to Shengxiu to say goodbye on his own.

When she saw Rong Rong when she entered the door, she smiled at herself, and glanced at Sheng Xiu reluctantly, before she went out quite interestingly. She knew that even if she wanted to stay here, her master would drive her away, and it was already a great improvement to be acquiesced to stay by his side this morning.

Sheng Xiu sat at the table, writing hard and didn't know what he was writing, Yun An didn't have the heart to look at it, just sat aside, and said indifferently: "I should also go, I want to say goodbye to you before leaving, thank you for doing this for me." ”

"It's a gesture." Sheng Xiu's face did not fluctuate, and he said this very indifferently, and the work at hand never stopped.

"Isn't there anything you want to say to me?"

"Take care."

Yun An shrugged, noncommittal, stood up after a pause, and threw down the sentence: "Then I'll go!" "Then he was leaving.

Sheng Xiu suddenly asked behind Yun An, "I heard that you quarreled?" ”

Yun An hooked the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "The Demon King's ears are really good." ”

Sheng Xiu paused, put down his pen and looked up, looking at Yun An with burning eyes: "This Demon King Palace is mine, I heard that nothing is strange, right?" ”

"Indeed!" Yun An nodded and wanted to leave again.

"You haven't answered me yet."

Yun An turned around and stood still, swept away all his emotions, and said indifferently: "It's not strange that the husband and wife are arguing, right?" Do you still take care of other people's household chores part-time? ”

Sheng Xiu walked over step by step, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

"Naturally, the owner can't take care of other people's affairs, but you're different."

"What's wrong with me?"

Yun An looked at him funny, but saw that he suddenly raised his hand and clasped his shoulder, and his tone was full of hidden anger: "Whoever dares to make you unhappy, this master will not let him go first!" ”

Sheng Xiu's words were about to fall, and they were covered by a cold wind. In the whirring wind, Mo Zhiye's voice was still loud: "The wife of the deity, when will it be the turn of the demon king to ask?" If anyone dares to be presumptuous in front of the ghost queen, it will naturally not be the turn of the demon clan to intervene! ”

Mo Zhiye's long arm lightly wrapped around the shoulder of Yun An, who had not been seen for a long time, and successfully narrowed the distance between Sheng Xiu and Yun An. His eyes were cold, staring straight at Sheng Xiu, his face was so black that he could already drip ink.

Yun An's face sank, and he wanted to break free of Mo Zhiye's embrace several times, but he couldn't help but save some face for Mo Zhiye because of the presence of outsiders.

And her silence seemed to Mo Zhiye to be dissipated, and Mo Zhiye, who was secretly relieved, said to Sheng Xiu again: "Thanks to the Demon King's care for many days, we will set off immediately, and the Demon King doesn't have to send each other off." ”

When the words fell, Mo Zhiye had already hugged Yun An out of the room.

Looking at the closed door, Yun An's calm expression on her face gradually collapsed, and she was stunned: "Let go!" ”

"Don't let it go!"

Yun'an: The dialogue of "......" is inexplicably familiar, but it seems that the lines have been reversed......

"An An ......"

Mo Zhiye wanted to say something, but was unceremoniously interrupted by Yun An: "Lord Ghost Venerable! Take it away! I'm a little human being, and I can't afford to be so kind to me! ”

Mo Zhiye's face turned black and white, white and blue, and after a while, as if he had just reacted, his thin lips buzzed, and he asked in disbelief: "What did you say?" ”

"Don't understand, do you?" Yun An raised his eyebrows and sneered. "Then please go back and think about it, think slowly!"

Taking advantage of Mo Zhiye's stunned effort, Yun An bent down and got out of his embrace and strode forward.

"Bang!"

The sound of the wind smashed, smashing the windows of the surrounding houses as if it were substance, and black snowflakes filled the sky, and when you looked closely, you found that it was simply a flying snowflake, full of suffocating ghosts.

In an instant, almost everyone in the Demon King's Palace knew that Mo Zhiye was furious!

But Yun An was the only one who continued to walk her way as if she was fine, knowing that she was frozen in place by a cloud of ghosts.

Rummaging through the spells in his head that could fight against the ghost qi, Rao was in such a situation, Yun An didn't even look at Mo Zhiye.

Mo Zhiye was furious, and he flashed in front of Yun An in two steps, and when he saw her using a spell that was completely insignificant to him to fight against the ghost qi, that anger became even more irrepressible.

Thinking of Mu Feng's previous persuasion, although he listened to it, he listened to it to some extent. Forcibly not letting himself go out of control and saying some hurtful words, Mo Zhiye took two deep breaths before asking in a deep voice, "Do you have to keep awkward with me?" ”

The sadness and depression in her tone made Yun An's heart tremble, and she couldn't ignore his emotions, whether she was happy or angry, including the current grievances.

He replied with a vague heart: "Lord Onizun is laughing!" "But my heart is already starting to feel bad......

It's really unproductive! Yun An smacked himself hard in the bottom of his heart, this is a compromise? Have you forgotten what he said so hurtful before? Okay, right, he's a puppy? What about carrying out the Cold War to the end?

"An An......" Listening to Mo Zhiye's somewhat hoarse voice due to anxiety, Yun An's heart and liver trembled together, and he couldn't help but look at his narrow Danfeng eyes, only to see that the sadness in those eyes was about to overflow!

"It's me who said the wrong thing, it's me who didn't understand your feelings, it's all my fault, you can scold me and beat me. It's just ......" Mo Zhiye hugged Yun An with great grievance, and added: "I don't want to sleep separately from you." ”