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He said, a cluster of golden light suddenly lit up in his hand, and Mo Ran stepped back subconsciously, thinking that he was going to ask people again, but who knew that a golden spring rose in Chu Wanning's hand, forming a bright ray in the air The enchantment instantly covered the wind and snow around him.

Ink burning: "..."

A barrier that blocks snow and rain...

Chu Wanning's sword eyebrows were horizontal, and his expression was cold: "Do you think I need an umbrella?"

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

Every time a color changes, the effect attached to the enchantment is completely different. Some are purely snow-proof, some can block the cold wind, and some can even turn the coldness of heavy snow into warmth within the enchantment.

These moves are too powerful. Of course, it is impossible for Chu Wanning to spend his spiritual power to avoid the snow like this on weekdays. This kind of angry-like show off is so childish that Mo Ran is even speechless for a while.

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

"Which eye of yours saw me angry?!" Chu Wanning's angry face turned blue, "Don't let me go!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go away." Mo Ran glanced at the enchantment above his head, "But you don't waste your spiritual power like this..."

"roll!"

Chu Wanning waved his hand, and the enchantment suddenly closed, becoming a thunderbolt, which slammed in front of Mo Ran.

Mo Ran was almost struck by the thunder and lightning summoned by Chu Wanning. It was rare for him to care for the other party with good intentions, but he was a little angry for a while. He was about to speak, but when he looked up, he saw Chu Wanning standing In the snow, his face was pale, but his eyes were a little red.

Mo Ran stunned: "You..."

"You and I are just masters and apprentices, so why worry about it. Take your umbrella and get out of here."

The ink burned and suddenly understood.

"Master, I was talking to Shi Mo in the martial arts arena that day, are you..."

heard it.

Chu Wanning didn't speak, turned and left.

This time Mo Ran didn't call him again, and he didn't look back.

Halfway through, I suddenly couldn't help but sneezed, Chu Wanning's footsteps froze, and he walked faster, as if angry, but also as if he was fleeing.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Ran stood in the vast snow, staring blankly at his back until it disappeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As soon as Chu Wanning returned to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, he fell ill.

Although he can use the barrier to avoid rain and snow, but this person is always very lazy when encountering his own affairs, and he is not willing to waste his energy. Otherwise, when it rains on weekdays, he will not be like an ordinary person, walking casually with an oiled paper umbrella.

After several sneezes one after another, headaches and brain fever all came to the door. However, he has been sick for a long time and has become a doctor. He has long been used to the wind and cold. He took some medicine by himself, washed and changed his clothes, got into the quilt and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was because of the wind and cold that the nausea that had been happening since Jin Chengchi was injured became particularly vivid this night. He slept in a drowsy state all night, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and his body was even hotter. like a stove.

At noon the next day, Chu Wanning woke up vaguely. He opened his eyes, lay on the bed for a while, and then slowly jumped off the bed, ready to put on his shoes.

Then, he froze.

He suddenly found that his boots had grown a lot bigger after one night...

Take a closer look.

Chu WanNing: "..."

…………

No matter how calm Elder Yuheng was, he couldn't bear the horror.

Not that his boots got bigger.

Chu Wanning stared blankly at his hands, his legs, his bare feet, and his shoulders exposed from the slipped clothes.

Is it myself... getting smaller? ? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Small Theater (This is an adapted version of an old joke on the Internet~)

Xue Meng: I'll test you, dog. What should I call my master when I see Gao Leng?

Ink Burning: Your Highness.

Xue Meng: What should I call an angry master?

Ink Burning: Your Majesty.

Xue Meng: What should I call a shrunken master?

Mo Ran: Come on, brother give me a kiss (^▽^)

Xue Meng: Fail, roll.

Chapter 52

Xue Zhengyi was practicing sword at the North Peak, when a crabapple flower suddenly fell from the sky, he let out a "huh", took the crabapple while wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and said to himself: "Yuheng sent a message to the crabapple? Is there something wrong?" Come over and say it yourself? When did he become so lazy. "

Even though he said this, Xue Zhengyi still took out the golden light from the begonia flower stamens and put it in his ears.

A strange child's voice came from inside: "My lord, please take some time to come to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion..."

Xue Zhengyi didn't believe it at first, but when he Yujian fell in front of Chu Wanning's mansion, he was completely stupid.

In the gazebo by the lotus pond, a child about five or six years old stood with his hands behind his back, staring gloomyly at the lotus leaves. From the side, this person's face is like frost and snow, his eyes are like Xuanbing, and he is wearing Chu Wanning's robe, but it is too wide for him, and the sleeves and hem are all dragged on the ground, which looks like a A pond fish dragging its flowing giant tail.

Xue Zhengyong: "..."

When a child looks back, if you dare to laugh, I will

The arrogance of death for you to see.

Xue Zhengyong: "Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

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