Chapter 51 Awkward Dog "Oh~" A rather naughty one...
"Oh~" A more mischievous junior brother made a meaningful sound when he saw Mo Beixing like this.
Mo Beixing immediately turned around and shouted with shame and anger on his face: "You! You don't respect my brother! How despicable!"
Anyone who knows Ling Fuyao a little bit knows that she is definitely not a gentle and elegant woman.
On the contrary, she has a very hot temper. She usually uses her enemy's relatives and friends as the radius and body organs as the depth, and she curses indiscriminately and madly. Even because she has memories from another world, she can curse out many sentences that can be regarded as unique and exquisite here.
Even though she seldom curses people in recent years, she still speaks in a sarcastic tone to people she doesn't like.
The main feature is a brilliant literary talent, elegance and easy-going.
This led to the disciples who had been with her for a long time also learning her way of dealing with people completely, and when they met the enemy, they would speak foul language to her and insult the enemy both spiritually and physically.
But among these people, Mo Beixing appears particularly fresh and refined.
As Ling Fuyao's eldest disciple, he had spent the longest time with her, but he still hadn't learned how to curse.
This is indeed a very magical thing.
Even if Mo Beixing was furious, he could only curse out words like bastard, idiot, and disgusting fellow, which were harmless and even quite cute.
Sometimes, when he gets too angry after being scolded, he will just start barking.
Rather than being ready to scold the other person to death, it would be better to say that he is ready to kill the other person with cuteness.
Although the insults from the senior brother had no killing power, the junior brothers and sisters couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when they saw Mo Beixing, who was so angry that he almost jumped up, and began to stroke the puppy's fur: "Follow the orders of senior brother."
"Hmph, since you obeyed my order, why don't you go to bed?!"
"good."
Although the junior brothers and sisters were still curious, they suppressed that curiosity, and lay back in their own little world, closing their eyes and pretending to know nothing.
Well, use Qigong to heal the wounds, use Qigong to heal the wounds.
Well, nothing happened.
Looking at his fellow junior brothers and sisters who were quietly healing their wounds, Mo Beixing was finally satisfied.
After he takes good care of these little guys, he will go find his junior brother!
Thinking of this, Mo Beixing stepped up his work of taking care of his fellow junior fellow students.
He first took out a pile of top-quality pills and distributed them to his fellow disciples one by one according to their injuries and spiritual root attributes.
But it's not over after giving them the pills, the eldest senior brother will still stand beside them, staring at them with his watery blue eyes, watching them carefully as they practice qigong to heal their injuries, and when they encounter obstacles, he will help them absorb the power of the medicine.
Even though he was angry just now, Mo Beixing is definitely the most responsible puppy!
Of course, this kind of dedication really makes his fellow juniors so adorable.
They covered their chests, couldn't help but turn their heads away, and tried hard to hold back the nosebleed that was about to flow.
After all, who can resist a hard-working guard puppy?
After feeding the medicine to his fellow brothers and sisters, Mo Beixing did not take a rest. Instead, he sat cross-legged at the highest point. His eyes flashed with lightning alertness, staring closely at his fellow brothers and sisters who were recuperating in their own small worlds below, so that he could deal with any emergency in the first place.
This job of caring for the wounded should logically be handed over to Danfeng.
But Jiang Le knew that Mo Beixing, the little steward, would not be able to sit idle, so he simply refined the elixir and handed it to Mo Beixing along with the wounded.
As it turned out, Mo Beixing did a very good job.
Although he likes to play and sleep, he is not at all careless when it comes to work. The injured fellow students have all received his extremely professional care!
Thinking of this, Mo Beixing couldn't help but raise his chin and straighten his chest.
But standing guard was a very boring thing after all, and Xu Fu kept kissing and hugging him and harassing him in various forms, which made Mo Beixing feel even more uneasy.
He couldn't help but start thinking about Xu Fu, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.
Isn't my junior brother too enthusiastic?
Mo Beixing blushed and thought: What should I do if my junior brother proposes to me as soon as we meet?
Should I agree to his request or test him again?
If he agreed directly, it seemed like he would be too easy on that annoying big idiot... But, but he really liked that big idiot.
Mo Beixing was afraid that Xu Fu would propose to her and she would not be able to help but agree.
It's a marriage after all...
Mo Beixing really wants to get married!
He likes lively weddings, beautifully decorated halls, and the bride's wedding dress!
How beautiful!
Mo Beixing's eyes lit up at the thought of wearing that gorgeous dress, putting on a beautiful phoenix crown, and inviting all his friends and relatives to hold a wonderful wedding together.
He has been looking forward to it for many years and has practiced it many times at home!
She must be the most beautiful and lovely bride!
Mo Beixing's thoughts drifted further away, back to a time even further back.
Compared with human children, his growth rate is very slow.
Therefore, when Mo Beixing's first pair of junior brothers and sisters came in, he was still a crazy and playful kid.
At that time, Mo Beixing did not have such a heavy burden of being an idol of the eldest senior brother. He was just happy to have playmates of the same age, and he always liked to play house games with his younger brothers and sisters.
Mo Beixing likes to be a bride, a young lady, and a princess, but she looks down on such identities as groom, prince, and general.
Even though this kind of playing house content is about cultivating immortals, Mo Beixing is not willing to fight and kill.
He remembered the game he and the little brother and sister played of pretending to be powerful. The sister chose to be a ghost cultivator and the brother said that Mo Beixing should choose first, and he followed Mo Beixing to choose.
After much deliberation, Mo Beixing decided to choose the witch from the Hehuan Sect.
After all, a seductress can have many people who like to protect her. She doesn’t need to fight herself. She just needs to dress up beautifully, wear the most luxurious clothes, and command those men whose minds she has controlled to charge into battle for her.
Mo Beixing felt that the demon women of the Hehuan Sect were like some monks who controlled demons, except that the monks controlled demons, while they controlled male monks.
However, in Mo Beixing's eyes, the difference between these two things is not that big.
At times, Mo Beixing would also show a kind of naive cruelty.
As their master, Ling Fuyao has always maintained a laissez-faire attitude and naturally would not care about the fights between the children.
Only once, she saw these three children playing house, and their cute looks made her laugh so hard that she pounded on the ground.
"Master! What are you laughing at?" Mo Beixing played the role of a princess on earth that day. He wore a gorgeous dress and blinked at Ling Fuyao: "Forget it, Master, am I cute?"
“Princess, oh my god, hahahaha!” Ling Fuyao hugged Mo Beixing in her arms and said with a grin, “Okay, okay, my little puppy fairy, you are the princess and I am the Queen Mother, hahaha.”
Although the puppy fairy didn't know what the Queen Mother was, he still raised his chin proudly, showing the arrogance of a princess: "Woof."
Ling Fuyao laughed even harder. After finally stopping laughing, she took out a piece of pink silk with trembling hands and tied a pink thing, which she called a bow, around Mo Beixing's waist.
"What kind of dog is this?" Mo Beixing looked at the mirror curiously, and felt that he was even cuter. He almost fainted because of his cuteness. The whole dog also became fluffy and kind: "So cute, Master!"
Ling Fuyao suppressed her laughter and managed to speak clearly: "This is your proof of becoming a magical girl, Beixing."
"Magical girl?" Mo Beixing repeated it doubtfully, but soon he stopped hesitating because he really liked the name of magical girl.
So the puppy raised his chin proudly and said, "I am a magical girl!"
"Yeah! Magical girl." Ling Fuyao laughed wildly and clapped.
So, for a long time, Mo Beixing was very fond of her identity as a magical girl and this beautiful bow. She wore it all day long and walked around the city, becoming a beautiful landscape in Qingyuan Sect.
Thinking back to how cute she looked with a bow tied on her head, Mo Beixing's heart was moved.
Junior brother seems to like his dog form very much?
Maybe I could tie that bow and go play with him again?
Humph, he will definitely be so attracted by my beauty that his eyes will fall out.
Mo Beixing held his chin, his thoughts drifting here and there. Sometimes he went back to the past, recalling the good times he had with his master, fellow disciples and sisters; sometimes he jumped to the future, imagining his wedding banquet with Xu Fu.
These beautiful imaginations made Mo Beixing's body exude pink bubbles and the sweetness of a girl in love, and a smile appeared on her face.
Although Mo Beixing in the spiritual consciousness had no idea where he had gone, the real Mo Beixing did not ignore the conditions of his fellow disciples at all!
Therefore, he also discovered that something was wrong with Xia Qingxue at the first moment.
"What's wrong with you?" Mo Beixing coughed a few times and walked to Xia Qingxue who was staring at him blankly: "Why are you staring at me? Are you feeling unwell?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Xia Qingxue's wrist to check the circulation of her spiritual power.
"I'm fine." Xia Qingxue shook her head: "But you seem to be in trouble, Senior Brother."
"Me? What can happen to me?" Mo Beixing was afraid that his junior sister would find out that he was daydreaming. He looked a little guilty and even raised his voice a little: "I'm fine! Very fine!"
"But brother, your face is really red." Xia Qingxue looked at Mo Beixing with a worried look, summoned a mirror, and handed it to Mo Beixing: "Come, brother, take a look."
At just one glance, Mo Beixing saw a beautiful young man with a rosy face and an unsuppressible smile on his lips.
The boy is very beautiful, and the nourishment of love makes his beauty even better. If it were on a normal day, Mo Beixing would definitely hold up the mirror, admire himself, and feel that he is really born beautiful.
But now, Mo Beixing only felt a sense of embarrassment.
Was my performance just now so obvious?
Wouldn't that mean that many of my fellow students saw it? !
The image of my own senior brother!
The puppy covered his face and his entire fur was about to explode.
After a pause of one second, Mo Beixing took back the mirror, took out a bottle of pills from his pocket, and reluctantly stuffed it into Xia Qingxue's sleeve: "Ahem, Junior Sister Xia, you didn't see anything, right?"
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