The two of them sat on the stone and watched the moon and talked, and when it was almost dawn, they returned to the Giant Spirit Pass and the Xianbei Camp.

Murong Mingyue originally wanted to send Mo Cong back, but Mo Cong said that her injury was not in the way, so she didn't need to send it, and if she was really worried, she could come over at night to take a look. Hearing Mo Cong say this, Murong Mingyue no longer insisted.

In the morning, Lei Bao was startled when he saw a knife on Mo Cong's neck that was more than three inches long, and the skin and flesh were still turned out. "Brother, what's wrong with you? Who cut you like this?"

Mo Cong originally wanted to say that it was the master of the Demon Sect who cut him, but then he thought that this statement would not work. I also wanted to say that an ordinary master on Xianbei's side touched the Giant Spirit Pass and cut himself, but after thinking about it, Lei Bao would definitely send more people to protect himself in the small black house, so it would not be so convenient for Murong Mingyue to come and see him.

After thinking about it, Mo Cong said something that even he didn't believe:

"It's okay, I accidentally cut it when I was practicing the knife myself. ”

Lei Leopard really had an incredible expression, "You... How much hatred you have for yourself, how can you cut it like this?"

"No, the main thing is that the knife is too sharp, and it will be like this with a slight rub. Mo Cong patted the Ma Wang knife and said ashamedly.

"Oh, then you must be careful in the future, the edge of this knife is indeed very sharp, and I see that you can take it and cut off the enemy's weapon lightly. Well, you didn't die if you cut so deep on your neck, your life is really big. Lei Leopard said, "But don't be careless, hurry up and get some medicine to bandage it, so it's not good to be exposed to the wind and pus." ”

"Okay, then I'll go bandage it. Mo Cong didn't want to be too different, so after listening to Lei Leopard's words, he went to the doctor in the army to bandage and apply medicine.

After a busy day, Mo Cong returned to the small black house to practice and heal his injuries. The wound on his neck was only a skin wound, which could heal after a period of recovery with medicine. However, the damage on the meridians is more serious, and it needs to be repaired with good luck.

Sitting on the small wooden bed, as soon as Mo Cong closed his eyes, his mind was full of Murong Xingyue's figure, her smile, joy and anger, all of which appeared very clearly.

Impetuous and impetuous is a taboo in cultivating truth, so it will not work. Mo Cong thought to himself.

He quickly took a few deep breaths, adjusted his breath and heartbeat evenly, drove out all the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and began to use his mental method to practice and heal his wounds.

practiced until noon, Lei Leopard came over and called Mo Cong to eat, Mo Cong opened his eyes and said "don't go", and then closed his eyes and continued to practice.

"If you don't eat, how can you have the strength to practice?" said Lei Bao.

"The enemy is coming soon, if I don't practice well, my head will be gone, and if my head is gone, what will I eat?" Mo Cong said.

The longer he spent with Lei Leopard, the more casual Mo Cong became. Lei Bao is a master and a good general, he has a set of leading troops to fight, and he treats his subordinates well, Mo Cong can get along well with such people. Mo Cong is a person who has come down from Lingyun Mountain, his vision and mind are different from ordinary Rui [***] people, and when he sees Lei Leopard, he does not have the nervous restraint of his subordinates when he sees his superiors, and everyone who comes and goes is not taboo.

Seeing that he was so resolute, Lei Bao didn't say anything more, turned around and went out to close the door, leaving Mo Cong to practice alone. He saw that Mo Cong was meditating and practicing, it seemed to be a posture of practicing internal strength, there were many such internal skills in the martial arts, and Lei Leopard himself was practicing, so he didn't care at all.

As soon as Lei Bao left, Mo Cong continued to use the heart method to transform the body into a body to heal his injuries. The strong enemy is coming soon, and a serious person like Mo Cong only wants to meet the enemy in the best condition, as for eating or something, it doesn't matter to him if he doesn't eat for seven or eight days in a row.

I practiced like this until the evening, when a fragrant breeze wafted, Murong Mingyue walked into the small black room, still carrying something in her hand.

"You're here?" Mo Cong said.

"Well, I'll come to see you, how are your injuries?" Murong Mingyue said.

"Much better. Mo Cong said, "You can sit down." ”

Murong Mingyue sat down next to Mo Cong. "Have you eaten?" she asked.

"Didn't eat. Mo Cong said.

"That's when I brought you something. Murong Mingyue said and handed the things in his hand to Mo Cong.

Mo Cong looked at it, it seemed to be a food box, and after opening it, a fragrance came to his nose. Through the glimmer of light through the crack in the door, Mo Cong saw four delicate dishes in the food box, with a bowl of fried rice and a small plate of milk tea in the middle.

"Is this your food?" asked Mo Cong.

"yes. Murong Mingyue said, "When I ate it at night, I thought it tasted good, and then I asked them to make a new one for me and send it to the camp tent, and then I brought it over." Eat it, it should still be hot. ”

"Okay, well, I didn't eat at noon or night, and if you hadn't come, I would have been hungry. Mo Cong picked up the chopsticks in the food box and began to eat. "Do you also use chopsticks over there?" he ate a few bites of food and drank a sip of milk tea before suddenly realizing the problem.

"Yes, we learned a lot of things from you Ruiguo, such as learning to speak Ruiguo, such as learning some good things from Ruiguo. Murong Mingyue said.

"Oh, that's pretty good. Mo Cong said while eating, "But your Ruiguo dialect is a bit non-standard, and the words are a bit incomprehensible, which sometimes sounds a little incomprehensible." ”

"Oh, yes? Then you can teach me more in the future, and I will be the standard if you teach me more. Murong Mingyue said.

"Okay, you are such a smart person, you will definitely be able to speak as well as me soon, and when the time comes, others will definitely think that you are a girl from Ruiguo, not a princess of Longguo. Mo Cong said.

"I'm the princess of Longguo, do you care about my identity very much?" asked Murong Mingyue.

"No, how good a princess is, many people can't be a princess if they want to. Mo Cong said.

"Oh. Murong Mingyue said, and she didn't know what she was thinking. However, she was also a little happy to see Mo Cong eating very deliciously, and introduced Mo Cong to what this was and what it was one by one, all of which she thought was delicious and then specially brought it to Mo Cong.

Mo Cong listened while eating, and had a very warm feeling in his heart.

"Do you know?" said Mo Cong, "you were the first girl who worried that I hadn't eaten, and then brought me food. Unconsciously, Mo Cong's words were also stained with a little of Murong Mingyue's speaking characteristics, and his opening was "Do you know", and then "then".

"Really?" Murong Mingyue said, "Then you don't have that kind of thing in Rui Kingdom... The kind of girl who worries if you're eating?"

She wanted to ask, "Don't you have a good girl in Ruiguo, isn't she worried about whether you have eaten?"

"Nope. Mo Cong said. "But my sister always reminded me to eat, and every day she would blow her finger and say come back to dinner, and then I would go back to eat. ”

"Your sister, how old is she?" asked Murong Mingyue.

"She... Fifteen or sixteen, I don't remember very well. By the way, how old are you?" said Mo Cong.

"I'm eighteen years old. Murong Mingyue said.

"Then you're two years younger than me, and I'll be twenty soon. Mo Cong said.

In this way, Mo Cong quickly cleaned up the food and drank not a drop of milk tea.

After eating, the two of them sat against the wall on the wooden bed and talked.

Speaking of the fact that the Demon Sect Spirit Envoy was going to kill Mo Cong, Murong Mingyue's face was sad.

"This person is very insidious, and his shots are also very vicious, if he comes, you will be really dangerous. She said worriedly.

"He's from your Demon Sect, how do you describe him like that?" Mo Cong was puzzled......

"He is the scum of our Demon Sect, and he secretly killed many of our clansmen in order to practice. Murong Mingyue said hatefully: "For this kind of thing, I have not been able to reason with my master, but my master has always defended him, saying that he is a rare cultivation genius in hundreds of years, and it is very likely that he will cultivate the Heavenly Demon Heart Method to the highest level." In order to make his cultivation faster, it would not be a big deal to kill a few clansmen. ”

"You Demon Sect, has no one been able to cultivate the mind method to the highest level for a long time?" asked Mo Cong.

"Yes, it is said that it has been more than eight hundred years, so the Demon Sect has never been able to defeat your Lingyun Mountain. Especially the current old immortals of your Lingyun Mountain, he is too powerful, more powerful than any generation of Lingyun Mountain Sect Masters, there is no cultivator in the world who is his opponent, and there are more than a dozen immortals in the sky who have been beaten by him. Murong Mingyue said.

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