Seeing that when he was eating, King Chu Yan prepared the meal, held it on a large tray, and hung the knife on his waist; Shi Shiran walked into the secret passage and asked for a fragrant kiss.
Ahem, Mo Qingwu's fragrant kiss at this age is certainly not very ecstatic, but hehe, King Chu Yan doesn't care about Mo Qingwu in the secret room, and he has to say that it is simply cruel to block a lively and lovely little girl of this age in this kind of secret passage Although the room is well lit and brightly lit; But after all, it is not the light of day.
And what kind of child doesn't like to be lively Mo Qingwu is even more painful in this; Because of Mo Chengyu's injury, he had to heal his injuries every day; Generally, at the level of a king-level master, it is rarely injured, but once injured, it is extremely difficult to heal.
What's more, it was an internal injury like Mo Chengyu that almost killed him He meditated for a while, and when he had some savings in his inner breath, he began to shake his internal organs, shaking the blood in his body and spurting it out of his mouth.
Then I have to continue to heal the concussive injury just now, which is extremely troublesome.
Only when there is no bruising, the internal organs are completely restored to normal, and the meridians are completely unobstructed, can it be regarded as a complete recovery, "Ah, Brother Chu Yang, you are here" Mo Qingwu found Chu Yang, his eyes lit up, and he almost rushed in running, and he was about to jump up and jump into his arms.
"Well, slow down, my brother still has food in his hand."
At this moment, Chu Yang was extremely guilty of the tray of food in his hand.
If it weren't for these things, wouldn't I be able to hold a coveted, soft, fragrant body and spin around a few times Finally put down the meal, Mo Qingwu had already cautiously come up: "Brother Chuyang, can you accompany Xiao Wu for a while today, okay Xiao Wu is here, so pitiful" "Okay, good" Chu Yang agreed repeatedly, and his heart ached.
Well, even if it's a big event, I'll put it aside for the time being, and look at my little light dance aggrieved.
"It's time to eat" As he spoke, Mo Chengyu rubbed his hands and walked over from the secret room on the other side.
Mo Chengyu knew it.
All Chu Yang cared about was a little Mo Qingwu, for himself, a king-level master, he didn't look at it at all, if he came out late, he would really starve This guy never knew how to respect the elderly.
Thinking of this, Mo Chengyu felt a little entangled in the feeling of suicide.
It's so depressing Even if it is in the middle of the third day, which big family does he go to, aiming at the cultivation of his king-level master, which family is not very polite to eat and drink, and he still has to carry something with him before leaving, but here in this kid, he has actually fallen to the point where he is trained every day, and if he is not careful, he will have nothing to eat, which is simply unreasonable Since living here, Mo Chengyu has found that he has changed a lot.
At least the meal was on time.
Smelling the aroma of food, if you don't hurry up and run here, then what awaits you is leftovers, this is considered a good treatment, when the treatment is not good, you are directly hungry and a small warrior, you actually shouted to yourself Mo Chengyu was a little startled by himself: When he first came, this guy was only a warrior, why is it only two or three days of work as a martial artist How could his cultivation speed be so fast "Since we're here, let's eat together."
Chu Yang's tone seemed to have given Mo Chengyu a great favor.
"Eh, thank you, thank you so much" As soon as these words came out, Mo Chengyu almost wanted to smack himself a few mouths and fuck him, how could he be worse than a beggar Being allowed to eat together at the table was so grateful Is this still a king-level master, is this still himself, a king-level master, to the point where he is at this level, it is really better to hit his head to death, forget it, "Eh, do you have wine?"
In order to save the dignity of his king-level master, Mo Chengyu raised his face and asked very majestically.
"Nope."
Chu Yang didn't raise his head: "Come on, Xiao Wu, taste this, taste that" "How to eat without wine" Mo Chengyu glared.
"If you like to eat or not, I still beg you to eat or not, just right, save a share" Chu Yang, no matter what kind of king-level master you are, is not polite at all.
Stretched out his hand and was about to bring the rice bowl in front of Mo Chengyu.
"Don't don't don't do without wine, cough cough, I'm injured now, I can't drink or you think about me" The Great Throne immediately succumbed, protecting the bowl of white rice with both hands, although he found a reason for himself, but the tone of his voice was like a pleading, because the King of Chu Yan was pinching the rice bowl with two fingers and dragging it out, "Still drinking, no" King Chu Yan pinched the rice bowl for a long time, and if he tried harder, the rice bowl would become a broken bowl, "If you don't drink, don't drink, the rice is delicious."
Mo Chengyu pitifully hugged the rice bowl and blinked vigorously: Ancestor, you don't know how to save me some face in front of Miss "Poofha" Mo Qingwu, who was drinking soup with his head down, suddenly raised his head, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then coughed while laughing, rubbing his little stomach and screaming in pain.
Chu Yang and Mo Chengyu both have vegetable soup on their faces, "Brother Chu Yang is really powerful, Uncle Cheng Yu is famous for his alcoholism in the family, in order to drink, Aunt Cheng Yu doesn't know how many fights with him, he still drinks and doesn't finish drinking."
Mo Qingwu said adoringly: "But when I came to Brother Chuyang, Uncle Chengyu didn't drink a drop of alcohol."
Mo Chengyu wiped off the vegetable soup on his face, and there was still a vegetable on his face, and he thought stupidly: People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads; When Lao Tzu's injury is healed, see how I fix this guy "Yes, because your Uncle Chengyu has grown up and is sensible, he won't drink.
Shrewd.
Chu Yang said softly: "It's not good to drink, when Xiao Wu grows up, you can't drink."
He remembered that Mo Qingwu in his previous life also loved the things in this cup for a long time; often borrows wine to dispel sorrows, "I don't drink it" Mo Qingwu blinked his big eyes: "It's bitter and spicy, what's so delicious; I like to drink pear juice."
"Ahem" Chu Yang choked and coughed repeatedly.
Tianli juice, a high-grade fruit that nourishes qi and peiyuan, can't be seen in the next three days, Mo Qingwu actually uses it to squeeze juice every day, "I have a heavenly pear orchard at home."
Mo Qingwu's words made Chu Yang's cough more serious.
Mo Chengyu laughed on the side, extremely relieved, and finally saw your kid embarrassed.
After eating a meal, Mo Chengyu immediately went back to practice and heal his injuries.
"You'll go; Something else.
"Chu Yang Dao; Give Mo Qingwu this knife, naturally someone must be watching from the side, and you must know how to do it; Mo Chengyu is the right person, if no one knows, let Mo Qingwu take it and play casually, I'm afraid that as soon as it is taken out, there will be no "anything" Mo Chengyu turned his head.
"I found a gift for Xiao Wu, and I need you to be a witness."
Chu Yang looked at him and said slowly.
"What kind of gift" Mo Chengyu originally wanted to say what gift actually needed to have a witness, but when he saw Chu Yang's solemn face, he immediately knew that this gift was probably extraordinary.
If it was an ordinary gift, I am afraid that Chu Yang would have driven himself aside a long time ago, and coaxed the young lady to go to this gift happily, it seems that it is very important, at least he needs to guard it himself, and it is best to report to the head of the family Mo Chengyu is a king-level master, how can he be a fool He understood it when he thought about it.
He turned around and sat down in his seat cautiously.
This attitude is also a respect for Chu Yang.
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"Brother Chu Yang, what kind of gift" Mo Qingwu tilted his head and looked left and right at Chu Yang: "Xiao Wu likes to celebrate birthdays the most, and I receive a lot of gifts every time I celebrate my birthday."
Chu Yang laughed and cleaned up the table; Then he untied the Xingmeng Light Dance Knife from his waist and solemnly placed it on the table.
"This knife is ugly."
Mo Qingwu wrinkled his little nose and looked at the tattered scabbard, which he didn't like very much.
But Mo Chengyu is knowledgeable, and when he saw that this scabbard was so rusty, he knew that it must be a rare antiquity; I couldn't help but say, "This is" "I don't know, this is when I was in Tianwailou, one day the mountain collapsed, and I accidentally found this."
Chu Yang said heavily: "A peerless treasure knife" "Oh peerless sword" Mo Chengyu was a little frightened; With Chu Yang's character, being able to say such a thing, is this knife really extraordinary Chu Yang stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and the next moment, with a brush, the long knife came out of the sheath Suddenly, the entire secret room was filled with a dreamlike red light.
In Chu Yang's hand, a knife was shining as if it had a soul, and in this hazy and dreamlike red light, there was even a little bit of starlight flickering, and it was even more like a fairy weapon, shrouded in mist.
The light flickered for a moment before he could see the blade clearly.
The arc is soft and wonderful, no matter which position of the blade is just right, even if the top craftsmen see it, they will never find the slightest fault A lady's knife, but it is the kind of knife that every chivalrous woman dreams of in the rivers and lakes, and the beauty of this knife is indescribable and indescribable No matter who you are, at the first glance of this knife, you will definitely be conquered by this knife "Hiss" Mo Chengyu gasped violently When he saw Chu Yang so solemn, he knew that this knife must be extraordinary, but he didn't expect it to be such a peerless sword "Wow, what a beautiful knife" Mo Qingwu clapped his little hands, his eyes full of love; At the first sight of this knife, little Lori was completely attracted.
"I'll peel you an iron apple."
Chu Yang smiled at Mo Qingwu, took out a round iron lump from his arms, and then pasted it on it with the red blade, and slowly turned it, "Don't hurt this knife" Mo Chengyu only said one sentence, and he was completely dumbfounded: a circle of thin iron sheets, shining with the unique light of iron, peeled off from the iron ball little by little, like a real apple Sharpen iron like clay It's not just beautiful, but it's also a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay To be continued: