In the next three days, Chu Wanning's face was not very good and his temper was very irritable.

Elder Yuheng wrote disgust on his face. There was a layer of haze everywhere he went. When his disciples saw him scattering around him, even Xue Zhengyong could feel the faint murderous aura around him, and he dared not talk to him too much.

Although Chu Wanning was unwilling to admit that he had any inappropriate thoughts about Mo Ran, he still couldn't help but feel angry and his chest was sore when he saw the two apprentices looking in front of the wooden man stake.

He was a little disgusted.

Not only disgusting others, but more importantly, disgusting yourself.

Mo Weiyu is just a master and apprentice. Who does he like to stick to and can't get entangled with? What does it have to do with him?

Why do you throw the willow vines away if you can’t stand it? What does it have to do with you if you are happy? What’s wrong with you? Chu Wanning, why are you smaller than the tip of your needle?

...Okay, take a step back, so what if he has those unspeakable ** to Mo Ran? He has always had the self-control and pride that he is proud of, enough to bind his heart, enough to strangle the terrible desire to death over time.

No one knows this shameful feeling except himself.

Apart from the Hehuan treasure bag that fell from the Ghost Emcee, a piece of black hair that entangled him and Mo Ran, nothing would be left behind.

Mo Ran would not know his intentions, just as Mo Ran would never know. Jin Chengdao, the person who endured the severe pain to save him was not Shi Mei, but Shi Mei's self who temporarily exchanged his soul with Shi Mei.

But what is this now?

Is it...jealous?

This thought made Chu Wanning choke hard.

After several months, he tried his best to avoid contact with Mo Ran, and except for daily practice guidance, he did not communicate much.

The end of the year is approaching. One day, Chu Wanning returned from the mountain descending demon. When he arrived at the gate of the mountain, snow suddenly began to fall in the sky.

Soon, the top of life and death was covered by a misty silver suit. Chu Wanning was cold and afraid of the cold, so he tightened his clothes and strode towards the Danxin Palace.

There was charcoal fire in the hall, and the firewood made a crisp crackling sound in the copper basin.

Chu Wanning originally came to report to Xue Zhengyong, but the Lord was not here, but instead collided with Mo Ran.

There is no one else in Danxin Palace. This is the first time Chu Wanning has been alone with him in a few months, and he can't help but feel a little embarrassed. What's more, that absurd dream happened here.

Speaking of that dream, Chu Wanning actually did it many times again. Each time the picture was clear and vivid. At first, Chu Wanning was still confused, but later she got used to it. Mo Ran in the dream and a little madman spoke wildly. He cares about counting Mo Ran’s eyelashes, one, two, three…

However, that dream always came to an abrupt end at some critical moment. After several times, Master Chu believed that he must be noble and would not fantasize about such filthy things.

Thinking of this, Elder Yuheng, who has a fragile heart of a virgin, was finally able to regain some dignity.

However, the combination of Mo Ran and Danxin Palace still made Chu Wanning feel a little dangerous intuition.

But the boy had no feelings at all. When he saw him, he stretched out his dark eyebrows and grinned: "Master, you are back."

"……Um."

"Are you looking for your uncle? He went to my aunt's hall. My aunt felt a little uncomfortable and he couldn't walk away. If you have any, I'll tell him what you have."

Chu Wanning pursed her lips and said lightly: "No need."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

But Mo Ran called him: "Master, wait a moment."

"how……"

He turned around while saying that, but was caught off guard by Mo Ran's outstretched hand brushing against the dark eyebrows.

Mo Ran dusted it off and said naturally: "Look at you, you're covered in snow."

Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment.

The boy was so confused that he removed the snow from him, took a white sack and wiped his wet hair.

Chu Wanning is afraid of the cold and cannot catch a cold, otherwise he will easily get sick.

But this person never knew how to take care of himself. In his previous life, after Chu Wanning was under house arrest, he often liked to sit in the yard and watch the koi rushing, and he didn't know it was snowing.

So I caught a cold and a fever at any time. After removing the spirit core, my master became weaker and weaker. I often lingered in bed for more than half a month, and it was not necessarily better if I took one dose after another.

So when Mo Ran saw snowflakes falling on his eyebrows and shoulders, half melting and half condensed, he subconsciously wanted to dust him off.

However, after half of his hair, he suddenly realized that his behavior seemed too close. He suddenly looked up and happened to meet Chu Wanning's secretive pair of Danfeng eyes.

Chu Wanning was staring at him: "..."

Mo Ran took back his hand awkwardly: "Ahaha, my disciples are traitors, master, wipe yourself."

When he was embarrassed, Chu Wanning felt relieved.

Dreams are just dreams after all.

The apprentice still has the same temperament as before, and is completely different from the guy who calls himself "I" in his dream.

Chu Wanning was silent for a while, took Mo Ran's handkerchief, took off his cloak, walked to the stove to bake his hands, and wiped the melting snow between his hair.

"When did you know it was a transgression?" The firelight reflected Chu Wanning's face. He glanced at him and said, "Isn't it always extraordinary?"

Mo Ran: "..."

No one spoke for a moment. Chu Wanning finished wiping his hair, casually put away the handkerchief, and glanced at Mo Ran indifferently.

"But then again, what are you doing here?"

Mo Ran hurriedly said: "Isn't this the end of the year? The files that have accumulated for a year need to be sorted out, so I'll help..."

Chu Wanning interrupted him: "I know there is a year's file that needs to be sorted out, but isn't this what Master Mingjing does? Why are you doing it?"

Mo Ran: "…Master has a really good memory."

Chu Wanning was unmoved by this: "Where are others?"

"He said this morning that he had a headache and fever, and had night sweats all over." Seeing Chu Wanning's eyes, Mo Ran said, "I'm sorry, Master, I advised him to rest in bed. Don't blame him for being lazy."

Such a back protection was like a sharp needle, which made Chu Wanning frown. Chu Wanning calmed for a while and asked, "Is he okay?"

Seeing that he had never blamed him, Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "I just brought him medicine when I came out, but I left when I saw him sleep. A little cold will be cured in two or three days. Thank you for your concern."

"I have anything to care about you, just ask casually."

Mo Ran: "..."

"Let's go. You can sort it out."

Chu Wanning said, leaving alone.

The disciples are strictly prohibited from doing their own things on their own. Mo Ran thought he would be punished by his master, but he did not expect Chu Wanning to let him go so easily. He did not react for a while and was stunned for a long time. When the person was almost gone, he suddenly came to his senses.

The people in the snow were walking alone. Mo Ran picked up the umbrella leaning against the door and ran out in the snow.

"Master!"

"Master, wait!"

Chu Wanning turned around, Mo Ran stopped in front of him, shook the snow on the umbrella, and stretched it out above the two of them.

"It's snowing heavily, go back with an umbrella."

Chu Wanning glanced at him: "No need."

Mo Ran put the umbrella into his hands, but Chu Wanning felt tired and insisted on not wanting it. When he pulled the umbrella, he was pushed and fell into the wind and snow. When the strong wind blew, it suddenly floated several feet away.

Chu Wanning stared at the umbrella that fell into the snow. He looked at it for a while. It was a small matter. He wanted to stay away as usual, indifferently and far away. But suddenly he couldn't move.

Just as the candlelight will eventually go out, the ancient well will also dry up.

Even the most tolerant person is still sometimes broken.

Chu Wanning turned his head and brushed his sleeves and said angrily: "Mo Weiyu, don't you come and provoke me? I'm not Shi Mingjing, I don't need anyone to take care of you!"

As he said, a cluster of golden light suddenly lit up in his hand. Mo Ran subconsciously stepped back, thinking that he was going to use Tianwen to slap people again, but he didn't expect that a golden spring rose in Chu Wanning's hand, forming a brilliant barrier in the air, covering the wind and snow around him in an instant.

Mo Ran: "..."

The barrier to block snow and rain...

Chu Wanning had a straight eyebrows and a cold expression: "Do you think I need an umbrella?"

He seemed to be really angry, his fingertips moved quickly, and the light in the barrier changed from gold to red, from red to purple, from purple to blue, from blue to blue.

Each color changes, the results associated with the barrier are completely different. Some are just pure snow escapes, some can cover up the cold wind, and some can even turn the coldness of the heavy snow into the warmth in the barrier.

These moves are too powerful, so Chu Wanning certainly could not use his spiritual power to hide from snow on weekdays. This kind of angry showmanship was so naive that Mo Ran was even speechless for a moment.

"Master, don't be angry..."

"Which eye did you get angry when you see me?" Chu Wanning's face turned blue with anger, "Don't you get out of here!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get out." Mo Ran glanced at the barrier above his head, "But don't waste your spiritual power like this..."

"roll!"

Chu Wanning waved his hand and the barrier suddenly closed, turning into a thunder, striking in front of Mo Ran.

Mo Ran was almost struck by the lightning summoned by Chu Wanning. He rarely cared for the other party kindly, but he was reacted like this. He was also a little angry for a moment. He was about to speak, but when he looked up, he saw Chu Wanning standing in the snow, his face pale and his eyes were a little red.

Mo Ran was stunned: "You..."

"You and I are just masters and apprentices, why bother with extra care? Take your umbrella and get out of here."
To be continued...