Sweaty

In anger, Mu Ling'er chose to shut up very wisely.

"Think again!"

"Oh"

Mu Ling'er gradually lowered her eyes, looking like she was thinking seriously, and Yan Lan withdrew the hand against her chin.

However, the moment he turned around, he raised an eyebrow when he inadvertently glanced at the quilt behind her that had not yet been tidied up.

Turn back to your side and move your steps back into place.

"Okay?" he asked.

Mu Ling'er raised her head, glanced at Yan Lan cautiously, and said seriously: "Or punish me for eating more steamed buns at every meal." ”

“”

Yan Lan rubbed the corners of her forehead, "Okay, since you can't figure it out, then don't blame me for not giving you a chance." ”

"From now on, you will take over the food, clothing, housing and transportation of this deputy general. ”

"That's what it means"

"In the future, you will pick up and deliver my quilt, you will deliver the meals to me, wash and many other matters, and you will be fully responsible. ”

"Do you have any objections?"

Objection?

Mu Ling'er blinked, what objection?!

Joke!

It's already a great gift not to have to be beaten, and she dares to have any objections!

So Mu Ling'er had to shake her head stupidly.

Whew~~ It's okay, it's just a little Si

Mu Ling'er was also greatly relieved in her heart, she was afraid that she would be promoted to sparring partner like Dong Yifei

As for his small body, it is estimated that it is not enough for Boss Yan to fall apart after two falls

"Then," Yan Lan turned and walked to his floor, "there's a basin by the door." ”

Mu Ling'er pursed her lips, glanced at her quilt, reluctantly turned around and took the copper basin by the door, and walked out of the camp.

*

When Mu Ling'er finished washing up first and came back with half a basin of water, the remnant sun on the side of the mountain had completely gone down the mountain, and when she passed by the barracks where ordinary soldiers lived, she heard a slightly familiar snoring sound coming from inside, and Mu Ling'er couldn't help but speed up the pace of rushing back to Yan Lan's camp.

When she lifted the curtain and walked into the tent, she should be on the oil lamp on the ground, but what she saw was Yan Lan sitting cross-legged on the mat with her eyes slightly closed. I saw that his hands were folded in front of his abdomen, and a square jade emitting a blue light was placed in the palm of his hand, and under the faint oil lamp, she could see very clearly that wisps of ice-blue silk threads were seeping out of the square jade.

The numerous ice-blue threads seemed to be irregular, but in fact, they followed a specific trajectory around his body for a week, and then all entered several specific acupuncture points on his body.

thought that what he was waiting for because of his procrastination would be another scolding from him, but she didn't want to see such a mysterious scene by chance, which really opened her eyes.

Mu Ling'er gently put down the basin, raised her water-stained hands, wiped them on the front casually, and tiptoed towards her mat.

After all, he has been cultivating for nearly six years, so he naturally knows that the most taboo thing when cultivating is to be disturbed, which is very likely to disturb that person and go crazy because of this.

Quietly took off her shoes and socks, Mu Ling'er sat back on her straw mat, grabbed the quilt on the side cross-legged and hugged it in her arms, held her chin with both hands, crooked her little brain, and continued to look at this strange scene in a new way.

On the night of early autumn, Ben still had a little bit of summer heat, but Mu Ling'er clearly felt that since she entered the camp, the temperature of the air has been constantly decreasing as the slowly rotating ice blue silk threads continue to increase