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Chapter 3
Chu Muyun stayed on Qianluan Peak for three years. During these three years, Mo Jiushao gave him the best living conditions, the most intimate and warm companionship, hand-in-hand education and unreserved teaching of exercises. .
If it hadn’t been known for a long time that this guy had a black sesame trap with his fingers out of sight, I’m afraid even Chu Muyun would be tempted by him.
After all, she is so beautiful and gentle like water. Although Chu Muyun has never imagined what her partner looks like, as far as the lover is concerned, Mo Jiushao meets all his standards.
It’s a pity that there is a slight difference in posture.
At the beginning of the morning, Chu Muyun was practicing swords in the courtyard. Mo Jiuzhao walked in the mist, his light green clothes dragged to the ground, and the thin light gauze was like mist like clouds, lining the waterfall. Like a green silk, in the faint light of light, it seemed as if an immortal had passed away.
Chu Muyun saw him coming, received his sword, bowed and saluted: “Father.”
Mo Jiushao motioned to him: “Go on.”
Chu Muyun smiled implicitly, and with a movement, the long sword flipped up again.
Mo Jiushao watched quietly. The boy in front of him was only fifteen years old. He was wearing a white bunt. Although his body was thin and thin, his body was as tall as a bamboo with a long sword pierced out, and his figure seemed to be swimming. It is integrated with the sword body, and the end is unparalleled.
After finishing a set of moves, the young man took the sword, with thin sweat on his forehead, and his delicate brows and eyes were full of dependence and a hint of hope.
He panted slightly, and whispered nervously: “Father?”
Mo Jiushao’s eyes deepened with a smile, and he said slowly: “You are smart and learn things fast. Have you already reached the sixth Shao Yue style?”
Chu Muyun’s eyes were bright, and he was a little silly because of his praise. He whispered: “I just tried it. There are many things I don’t understand. I hope my father can take the time to teach.”
Mo Jiushao is in a good mood: “Bring the sword.”
Chu Muyun handed over his sword hilt.
Mo Jiu Shao wears a long mopping robe and a thin gauze. This dress should be extremely unsuitable for sword dancing, but the moment he held the sword, his whole body suddenly changed, and he was graceful. His temperament instantly cast a layer of blatant killing intent, and the sharp sword burst into the sky over his white fingers.
The same trick, exactly the same style, Mo Jiu Shao used it to be so powerful that it was beyond imagination, that awe-inspiring sword aura, tearing through the sky, and the point of the sword pointed directly at it, cold light burst out! A light green robe is not a bit lengthy, but embellished the figure, making the state of the dragon wandering, bright and light, standing up with a sword, the state of rapidity suddenly like lightning, and reaching the end, it seems to be a shock. The light of Hong, the force of the thunder from the sky, shocking people!
Chu Muyun’s gaze didn’t move a bit, his face was admiring Confucianism, but what rose in his heart was a strong desire to conquer.
“He can’t get out of bed if he really wants to do it.”
In the past three years, Zero has understood this person’s temperament, so he chose to remain silent.
Chu Muyun licked his lower lip slightly: “Don’t worry, I will let him fall in love with me first.”
Zi feels he has an obligation to remind him: “You should know what he likes.”
“The little white flower who is constantly striving for self-improvement and hardworking.”
“Such white flowers don’t want to overwhelm people.”
Chu Muyun smiled: “But I will.”
Zero: “…”
Their communication is completely secret, even if the cultivation level is as high as Mo Jiu Shao, it is impossible to notice the slightest. In the past three years, Chu Muyun has been very sure about this, so he will talk to this illusory fellow from time to time. Have a chat.
Mo Jiu Shao closed the pose, and slowly descended from mid-air. Because of the wind surging, his light green clothes bloomed, and his robe was slightly raised, lined with ink green silk, the whole picture was so beautiful that it was breathtaking Point.
Chu Muyun was amazed in her heart, but her cheeks were flushed, and she said with some excitement and expectation: “Father is really amazing, and Yun’er doesn’t know when to use this power. One of them.”
Mo Jiushao didn’t even change his breath even after the fierce sword was used. He was still that elegant, with kind eyebrows and a gentle voice: “You’re only fifteen years old, you’re still young, don’t worry.”
Listening to him, Chu Muyun’s eyes were a little sad. He lowered his head, and slightly hardened his hand holding the long sword, and said with some difficulty: “Father, I am not afraid of hardship or getting tired. I want to become stronger soon. I want to be a murderer, I want to avenge the Chu Family’s hundreds of lives in vain!”
His shoulders were trembling slightly, and his forbearance made this thin body look extra moving.
Mo Jiushao was full of pity in his expression, he held the warm palm of the young man, and said slowly: “This matter is not anxious, you have to take it slowly, the foundation is stable to grow faster.”
Chu Muyun looked up, her eyes were full of sadness: “Father, can you tell me who the murderer is?”
Mo Jiushao’s white fingers brushed the hair scattered between his forehead and whispered, “I will tell you when you get to the Shao Yue Nine Pose.”
Chu Muyun was not reconciled, but knew that Mo Jiu Shao was doing it for her own good, so she could only bear it again.
His appearance made Mo Jiu Shao feel more pity. He pressed him into his arms, stroked his back with his palm, and comforted him with a gentle voice: “Good boy, I know that you are working hard for my father. Don’t worry, there is always One day, you will get what you want.”
His words were a pun, but Chu Muyun shouldn’t understand him, so he just leaned in Mo Jiu Shao’s arms, shaking slightly.
Just another scene in my mind.
Chu Muyun: “He worked so hard to raise a child and then destroy it with his own hands. Is it interesting?”
Zero: “I think you have the most say on this issue.”
Chu Muyun: “I don’t have such a bad taste.”
Zero: “Didn’t you write the seven demon world?”
Chu Muyun: “…”
Unexpectedly, I can’t refute… the son is not showing his father’s fault, he seems to have to bear some responsibility…
Mo Jiushao was not busy today, and stayed to accompany Chu Muyun for dinner. Chu Muyun was naturally very pleased. Even though he had a good personality, he said a lot more than usual.
Mo Jiushao patiently accompanied him, and even offered to take a bath together after eating.
This isn’t a big deal. When he was picked up, Chu Muyun’s legs were inconvenient, and Mo Jiu Shao held him and bathed him personally.
It’s just that this is not what it used to be. At that time, Chu Muyun hadn’t developed yet, and just simply admired the beauty going out in the bath. Now he is fifteen years old, and when he meets Mo Jiushao frankly, he is afraid that he will return. |Starting, when the acting collapses, it’s worth playing.
But how to refuse? Chu Muyun’s thoughts moved slightly, and his eyes disappeared for the next moment, and he said uncomfortably: “Father, Yun’er has grown up…”
He said this lightly, with a hint of redness on his cheeks, and the boy’s ignorant mind was clear.
Mo Jiushao paused, without making a sound.
Chu Muyun’s face was uncomfortable, it seemed that even the tips of his ears were slightly pink: “I…I can take a shower by myself? I…”
He wanted to say something like this again, where Mo Jiu Shao would not understand, he smiled slightly and said meaningfully: “Yun’er has indeed grown up.”
Chu Muyun didn’t know whether he understood or not. In short, his body trembled slightly, and his head dropped lower.
Mo Jiushao smiled at the corner of his mouth, patted him lightly on the shoulder, got up and said: “I will rest early, and I will see you tomorrow.”
Chu Muyun replied randomly: “…Father walk slowly.”
Mo Jiuzhao left. Chu Muyun went to the bathroom. He soaked in the warm spring water and asked: “Do you think Mo Jiuzhao understands my hint?”
Zero: “I think…Although he is neurotic, he won’t act against a 15-year-old boy.”
Chu Muyun leaned back by the pool, her long black hair soaked in the water, like a shiny black ribbon, encircling her thin body, making her complexion extra attractive, and the corners of his mouth were light. Smile: “Yes, fifteen-year-old is too tender, I am afraid he has a toothache after eating.”
Zero stopped talking again, and finally decided not to remind him.
Chu Muyun soaked for a while, and saw that Mo Jiu Shao did not mean to break in, so he could only get up and dry back to the house to rest with a little regret.
The next day, Mo Jiu Shao sent someone to send a little girl, saying that she was his caring maid.
Chu Muyun was stunned, and didn’t realize what happened for a long time.
The little girl looked like a sixteen or seventeen. She was wearing a tender-colored goose-yellow dress. She was white and beautiful. Her big eyes seemed to be filled with water. She blinked very movingly, she was light. Biting her lower lip, she said shyly: “The slave servant Qingxue has seen the Young Palace Master.”
Chu Muyun has never refused Mo Jiu Shao’s arrangement, so he accepted him.
He pondered for a while and asked Zero: “Is Mo Jiu Shao ready to act? Give someone to my side, do you want me to cultivate some feelings with her and then kill?”
Before, Mo Jiushao had always severed Chu Muyun’s contact with other people intentionally or unconsciously, and he did everything himself. This Chu Muyun can understand that the simplest and rude way to capture a person’s heart is to reduce the space as much as possible so that he can only see him, rely on him, and trust him.
But now he sent a young girl. Chu Muyun felt that his thoughts were correct: “Maybe I want to create some coincidence and let me kill myself? Then I find out that it was a manslaughter…” Mad, really pretty. Abuse, the child in Wenli who was adopted by Mo Jiushao had a really hard time.
Zero made no sound from beginning to end.
And soon, Chu Muyun realized that he was very wrong, and completely wanted to change the direction.
The night is dim, and the window screens move slightly. The girl in front of me is dressed in a thin coat that is almost transparent, which can’t cover the developed exquisite figure. Her cheeks are red and her voice is soft and watery: “Young Palace Lord, let Qing Xue Serve you to rest.”
Chu Muyun’s face turned dark.
Mo Jiu Shao did understand his hint, but he didn’t actually fight him!
Chu Muyun was angry: “What is Mo Jiu Shao doing? Isn’t he a gay?”
After a long pause, I still feel that we should tell the truth: “Friendly reminder: “The Devil” is a normal novel.”
Chu Muyun: “…”
So what he should worry about is not who is attacking and who is the victim, but the problem of straight men breaking the bend?