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Mo Yun was worried that there was no one to guide him, so he said, "I want to get some medicine, but I haven't been to the Pill Pavilion, so I'm bothering my junior brother to guide the way." ”

"That's no problem, senior brother, please. ”

Mo Yun came to the first floor under the guidance of the outer disciples. A scent of spirit grass came to his face, and Mo Yun's spirit couldn't help but be shocked.

Rows of huge medicine cabinets several feet high divide the vast space into many areas. During this period, there were many kinds of medicines, which made Mo Yun even more breathtaking.

However, as Mo Yun's personal disciple, he still had to hold the shelf well, so he didn't show too much surprise on his face.

Walking to a small cubicle, the disciple who led the way whispered to Mo Yun: "Senior brother, this is Senior Brother Du Zhong from the inner gate, and he is responsible for registering the medicines on the first floor of the Medicine Pavilion, and he still needs his consent to take the medicine." ”

Mo Yun nodded, pushed the door in.

Du Zhong was concentrating on studying a medical book, and when he saw Mo Yun coming in, he hurriedly put down the book and saluted respectfully: "I've seen Senior Brother Yun, I don't know what Senior Brother Yun is doing here?"

"I'd like to get some medicine for trauma, preferably the kind that heals stick wounds. Mo Yun briefly explained his intentions.

Du Zhong glanced at the ink dump dust in Mo Yun's arms, and a touch of clarity crossed his eyes.

"It's not that the junior brother deliberately embarrassed the senior brother, it's just that our Xuanyu Sect has rules, and the disciples who are punished by the Law Enforcement Hall can't use any methods to treat them, including medicine and immortal arts. ”

Mo Yun frowned: "And this rule?"

Du Zhong took out a copy of the Xuanyu Gate Rules from the bookshelf in the corner, skillfully flipped to a certain page, pointed to a line of words on it and said to Mo Yun: "Senior brother, you see, this door rule clearly stipulates that the Pill Pavilion is not allowed to distribute medicine to the disciples who have been punished, and violators will be punished in the same way. ”

Mo Yun looked at it, and sure enough, there was such a one.

"Senior Brother Du, can you ...... Accommodating?"

Du Zhong was puzzled: "That's not good, if Senior Brother Xiao knows, I will be the one who will be punished." Senior Brother Yun, I beg you, just let me go. ”

Mo Yun looked at Du Zhong's pitiful expression and was also a little sympathetic, but still insisted: "You just give me the medicine, okay?"

"Senior Brother Yun, you are strong and strong, and you have never suffered any injuries, what kind of medicine do you use? ”

Mo Yun handed Mo Tianchen to the outer disciple beside him, and then suddenly pulled out the Mo Yun sword he was carrying.

A faint black mist emanated from the sword with a chilling murderous aura, and the surging spiritual power of the high-grade spiritual weapon surged back and forth in this small compartment.

Du Zhong's face changed greatly, and he said tremblingly: "Yun, Senior Brother Yun, if you have something to say, don't, don't do it......"

In Du Zhong's surprised eyes, Mo Yun suddenly slashed the long sword on his left arm, and in an instant, blood gushed out.

Mo Yun stumbled in pain, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "dang long".

"Didn't you say I wasn't hurt?

Du Zhong hurriedly ran over, pressing the upper end of Mo Yun's wound with his hand, and shouted at the outer disciple who was already frightened on the side: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and bring my medicine box!"

"Senior Brother Du, can you give me the medicine now?" Mo Yun asked again.

Du Zhong sighed helplessly: "You are like this, you have to give it if you don't give it." Senior Brother Yun, I'm really convinced of you. ”

When Du Zhong helped Mo Yun bandage, Mo Yun saw his deep wound and secretly regretted it in his heart.

He just wanted to make a small cut, but who knew that this sword would be so sharp!

Mo Tianchen woke up in his room, and it was almost noon.

"Young master, are you awake, do you want to eat something?"

As soon as Mo Tianchen opened his eyes, he saw Mo Yun's enlarged face.

"Moyun...... Brother. Mo Tianchen called hesitantly.

Mo Yun was stunned: "Young Master, why are you calling me like that again?"

Mo Tianchen's mouth was deflated, and he looked like he wanted to cry or not: "If you don't shout like this, you will be beaten." ”

Mo Yun took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Tianchen: "Young Master, there are only the two of us here now, and there is no need to pretend anymore." ”

Mo Tianchen looked around and found that it was in his own room, his eyes were red, and he was silent for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

Mo Yun stretched out his hand to support Mo Tianchen's shoulder, and said anxiously: "Young Master, you have something to say, what's wrong with him?"

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"Young master, don't cry, I've already given you medicine, and it won't hurt in two days. ”

Mo Tianchen shouted angrily, "Who is crying?!I didn't cry!"

"Okay, good, no crying, no crying. Mo Yun coaxed helplessly.

"Xiao Ran, the villain who fell into the well, I'm going to whip his skin, pick his tendons, dig up his ancestral grave, and unload his head as a ball to kick ......" Mo Tianchen cursed through gritted teeth, scolding out all the curses that could be thought of in his head.

Actually, it's not that Mo Tianchen likes to scold, he just thinks that this can alleviate the pain.

Mo Yun corrected in a low voice: "It was he who pulled his tendons and picked his skin, you said the opposite." ”

Mo Tianchen was willing to listen, and shouted angrily: "I'm like this, you still worry about what I said and didn't say the opposite, does it make sense?!"

Mo Yun didn't care, and continued to coax in a good temper: "Young master, we have to eat if we are angry, don't you say? If you don't take care of your body, how can you cramp and peel your skin?"

Mo Tianchen stopped scolding, took two deep breaths, and said, "You're right! I want to take care of my body and cultivate well, I don't believe it, I'm really the kind of waste wood that the head said!"

"Young Master is definitely not a waste of firewood!" Mo Yun clenched his fists and said in a deep voice as if he swore an oath, "Moreover, I, Mo Yun, will not let people bully Young Master like this again!"

"Mo Yun, in the future, you should leave me alone. Mo Tianchen turned his head sideways and glanced meaningfully at the bandage on Mo Yun's arm.

Mo Yun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Young Master, why do you say such things again, how can I ignore you?"

Mo Tianchen's face calmed down surprisingly: "Mo Yun, I know that you are good to me, not only you, but also loyal to me. But I can't get you back again and again. ”

"What's the deal? Nothing......"

"Really, then how did the injury on your arm come about, please give me a reasonable explanation for Senior Brother Yun?"

"This ...... It's a tree branch. ”

Mo Tianchen smiled: "You know I hate it when people lie to me. You're too honest, it's unnatural when you lie, don't you know?"

"Young Master......"

"Why didn't Shadow come with you? If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid he won't be here, right?"