Article 63

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Chu Wanning didn't give face this time: "Are you making something that people eat? Can people eat this thing?"

Mo Ran blinked his eyes a few more times, and finally determined that Chu Wanning was scolding himself, and said indignantly: "Why is it not eaten by people?"

Chu Wanning's eyebrows twitched, and he said sharply: "It's really hard to swallow."

Mo Ran choked, anyway, he was the craft of Zuiyulou who stole his master.

"Master, you too... are too picky."

The teacher also said: "Master, you haven't eaten for a day, even if you don't like it, you should eat some."

Chu Wanning got up and said coldly: "I don't eat spicy food."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The two people who stayed at the table suddenly fell into an awkward silence. The teacher was a little surprised: "Master doesn't eat spicy food? I don't know why... Ah Ran, don't you know?"

"I……"

Mo Ran stared at the noodles that Chu Wanning left on the table, almost didn't take a bite, stayed for a while, then nodded.

"Hmm. I don't know."

This is a lie, Mo Ran knows that Chu Wan would rather not eat spicy food.

Only he forgot.

After all, he has been entangled with this person for most of his life in his previous life. He knows what Chu Wanning likes to eat and what he doesn't like.

But he doesn't care, and he never remembers.

Back in the room alone, Chu Wanning lay down in his clothes, facing the wall, but couldn't sleep with his eyes open.

He lost a lot of blood, and consumed a lot of spiritual power. He didn't finish the grains of rice all night and in the morning, but his stomach was already empty, and he felt very uncomfortable.

This person didn't know how to take care of himself, and when he was in a bad mood, he simply stopped eating, as if feeling angry could fill his stomach full.

He didn't know why he was angry, or rather, he didn't want to know.

It's just that in the silence, a face appeared vaguely in front of my eyes, with a bright smile, the corners of the mouth were slightly curled, and a pair of eyes were black and bright, with a flowing luster, which was a gentle deep purple.

It looked warm and a little lazy.

Chu WanNing tightened the bed mattress because it was too hard. The knuckles are slightly whitish. He was not willing to fall into this, and closed his eyes to get rid of this wanton laughing face.

But after closing his eyes, the past became more and more turbulent, flooding his heart like a tide...

The first time he saw Mo Ran was in front of the Tongtian Tower at the peak of death and life.

On that day, the sun was shining brightly, and all twenty elders had arrived and were chatting with each other in low voices.

Elder Yuheng is naturally an exception, he is not so stupid, he is willing to stand there and bask in the sun. Instead, he had long been hiding under the flower tree alone, holding up one finger absent-mindedly, looking at whether the black iron nail cover he made could be stretched freely.

Of course, he himself didn't need to use the nail cover. This iron armor was specially forged for the low-level disciples at the peak of death and life.

The lower cultivation world is adjacent to the ghost world, and there are often dangers. It is not uncommon for low-level disciples to be injured and die. A lightweight, flexible, and easy-to-handle weapon.

Others were discussing with relish.

"Have you heard? The lord's nephew, who had been lost for many years, was rescued from the sea of ​​fire. Everyone else died in the building where the water passed. Take away the ashes, it's really a blessing."

"It must be his father who protects the child in the dark. Poor him who has been separated since childhood and suffered so much, alas..."

"Is that kid called Mo Ran? Is he fifteen years old? It's time for the weak crown to get a character. Does he have a character?"

"Elder Xuanji, you don't know something. This kid grew up in a music hall. It's good to have a name. How can there be words."

"I heard that the lord has drawn up a few words for him, and he is currently choosing them. I don't know which one he will choose in the end."

"Honorable Master really attaches great importance to my little nephew."

"Isn't it? Don't talk about the lord, even the wife loves him dearly. Hey, I think the only person who is unhappy in this life and death is probably our proud son of heaven—"

"Elder greedy wolf! You can't talk nonsense!"

"Haha. A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue! But our proud son of the heavens is ignorant of his talent, doesn't pay attention to his elders, fights bullies and lackeys all day long, looks like he was born rich, and he has indeed lost control."

"Elder Greedy Wolf, you drank too much wine today..." The people next to him gave him winks, and the chin pointed to Chu Wanning standing in the distance, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Xue Meng, the proud son of heaven, is a disciple of Chu Wanning, saying that Xue Meng has lost control, isn't he just turning a corner and mocking Chu Wanning's teaching is not good?

This Elder Yuheng, despite his usual slow-moving, blunt and fairy-like manner, seems to be floating in the world, with a style of superiority. But everyone knows that he has a very bad temper. If anyone accidentally touches his Nilin, they should wash their necks and wait to be beaten to death.

Chu Wanning had heard what they said a long time ago.

But he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He was probably not as interested in how others judged him as he was in the patterns on his nails.

It is good to say that this armor set is good, but its toughness is not high enough. When encountering a thick-skinned monster, it may not be able to tear the opponent's flesh with one blow. Go back and add a little dragon bone powder, the effect should be better.

Seeing that Chu Wanning did not respond, those elders were slightly relieved, and began to whisper again

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