Chapter 298 Help, the Shura Field is coming!
Nanjia's pupils suddenly shrank, and she noticed the oppressive gaze of her apprentice Mo Yan. She immediately lowered her head and pretended to sniff the scent on her shoulder.
Nan Jia felt panicked. She felt that her apprentice Mo Yan might have really smelled the golden dragon.
Nan Jia clenched her fingers so hard that her nails dug into her flesh. She relied on the pain to wake herself up.
Nan Jia pretended not to care and said: "No way? Your nose is broken."
Mo Yan sneered and said quietly: "Master, don't try to lie to me. That's what other people smell like. Who did you hug today?"
Nan Jia's throat moved slightly, and she was so scared that she swallowed her saliva. .
Nanjia kept mumbling nonchalantly: "Oh, let me think about it."
Nanjia's mind was spinning rapidly, and she hurriedly made up an excuse: "Well, I remembered it. My I met Grandma Zhang when I came back later. Do you remember their grandson? Okay?"
She cleared her throat, as if she finally remembered what just happened, and said with a smile: "The child saw me and insisted on letting me hug him, so I couldn't. I hugged him. That big fat boy is really heavy.”
"I have to say that your nose is really sensitive. In such a short time together, you can still smell the smell on my clothes?"
The emotion on Mo Yan's face slowed down, but his face remained the same. Some are reluctant.
He reached out and patted Nanjia on the shoulder to let the smell dissipate.
Mo Yan’s voice was full of complaints: “Master, please don’t hug others casually in the future.”
Nan Jia breathed a sigh of relief. In order to prevent him from questioning her again, Nan Jia nodded hastily. Ying He: "Okay, okay, I know."
She finally managed to get through it. After meeting the two people in the future, she must cast a cleaning spell on herself.
Don't let them smell another person's scent on themselves.
Nan Jia was somewhat glad that it was his apprentice Mo Yan who discovered this problem, because he was easier to fool. Fortunately, it wasn't Jinlong Moyan, otherwise he might be lying on the bed now.
Nan Jia lowered his head and sniffed his shoulder again. It was clear that there was no smell.
Really, his nose is smarter than a dog’s nose!
Disciple Mo Yan changed the question: "Master, how is your retreat going? Has your cultivation improved?"
"No, I will go to retreat in a few days."
Seeing Nan Jia’s somewhat depressed expression, his apprentice Mo Yan rubbed it Nan Jia's head, he smiled and comforted: "Master, don't worry, if you don't have a breakthrough this time, you will get it next time. If you haven't, then go into retreat a few more times, and there will always be a breakthrough."
Nan Jia narrowed her eyes and stared at her apprentice Mo Yan with a strange look.
“Are you sure you can let me go to retreat a few more times?”
Disciple Mo Yan was dumbfounded by Nan Jia's sizing gaze. Nan Jia's little look made him think that he would definitely not agree and he was not a tyrant.
There was helplessness in his eyebrows: "Well, am I such an unreasonable person? Of course I will support the master's career."
Nan Jia curled her lips and pointed at her apprentice Mo Yan. Thumbs up: "You are so... generous."
Apprentice Mo Yan held Nan Jia's hand stretched out in front of him, his eyes full of endearment: "Do you know how to use words? What does this have to do with generosity? I support you."
< br>"Okay, okay, you are the best!"
Nan Jiacai did not use the wrong word, this word is very appropriate!
I have allowed myself to meet my love rival a few more times. Why is he not generous?
Nan Jia’s obviously perfunctory words made Mo Yan pat Nan Jia on the back.
But thinking about tomorrow, Mo Yan approached Nan Jia again and asked, "Master, do you know what day tomorrow is?"
Nan Jia raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yan in confusion: "No. You know, what’s wrong?”
Mo Yan shook his head and whispered: "It's nothing."
Is tomorrow important? What could be more important than sneaking out tonight?
I haven’t figured out how to sneak out today. Are I still thinking about tomorrow?
Nan Jia sighed, not knowing what was going on over at Jinlong Moyan.
Jinlong Moyan sat in the courtyard, and the courtyard was silent. Jin GeDa was guarding a place not too far away from Mo Yan, and he didn't dare to get close. Jinlong Moyan looked around expressionlessly, with his lowered eyes wondering what he was thinking.
There was something wrong with the aura all over his body, it was very cold.
The strong low pressure made Phoenix even more afraid to speak out.
Jinlong Moyan sat there alone, and he thought of the time when Nanjia left. The same thing happened to me, it felt like he was the only one left in the world. Endless loneliness came over him.
As soon as Nanjia left, Jinlong Moyan felt like this again.
He can't continue thinking like this, otherwise he will have other sinister emotions.
Jinlong Moyan stood up suddenly and walked out. He needed to find something for himself.
"Golden Dragon,..."
Mo Yan glanced over with a cold look, and Phoenix's voice became almost inaudible: "Where are you going?"
Mo Yan ignored Fenghuang and left the courtyard.
Phoenix huddled on the ground and did not dare to follow Mo Yan.
Mo Yan went to Linshe Town to get the gold silk clothes customized for Nanjia.
The shopkeeper saw Mo Yan and before Mo Yan could say anything, the shopkeeper took out the golden silk clothes for him.
"The clothes are ready, come and take a look."
Jinlong Moyan glanced at the clothes and asked: "Is it different from that one?"
The shopkeeper quickly shook his head and explained: "Don't worry, it's different. The buttons you have are made of jade. And the style is also different. That person made it for his master, and the clothes are more straight. You are giving them to My wife’s looks smart.”
Maybe. The last words made Jinlong Moyan feel very comfortable, and he did not embarrass the shopkeeper. He nodded and put a pile of gold coins on the table: "Okay, wrap it up."
"Okay! ”
The closer to night, the more nervous Nanjia becomes.
Looking at his apprentice Mo Yan who was still by his side, Nan Jia was even more flustered.
How to drive away your apprentice Mo Yan?
Nan Jia pretended to be sleepy. She stretched out her hand and breathed: "It's getting late, Mo Mo, you should go back and rest. Master is going to sleep too."
Apprentice Mo Yan Nodding: "Well, you can go to sleep."
But he had no intention of leaving at all, and Nan Jia had a headache.
“Aren’t you going to sleep yet?”
"I will guard the master and wait for him to fall asleep before I leave."
Nan Jia frowned. If he didn't leave, he couldn't leave either. Jinlong Moyan doesn't have that much patience.
Nan Jia walked up behind his apprentice Mo Yan, stretched out his hand and pushed his shoulders hard to push him out: "Master is not a child anymore, please leave quickly. I can't sleep if you stay here."
If you can’t think of a good reason, you can only force them out.
Apprentice Mo Yan was pushed out by her helplessly.
Nan Jia stood at the door and waved to him: "Go back and rest quickly."
Apprentice Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia with doting eyes: "Okay."
Apprentice Mo Yan thought softly in his heart: Stupid, tomorrow is my birthday and I don’t even remember it.
When he is a child, he calls her again to celebrate her.
Mo Yan: I’m here to celebrate Master’s birthday!
Nan Jia looked horrified: What the hell? My son is not here!
(End of this chapter)